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'Previously
on The Royals...'

Robert's dead.

Robbie?

'If Robert hadn't been taken,
you and I wouldn't have
happened.'

If you think I'm giving up
my reign without a fight,

you'd better watch your back.

I will fight for you. Are you
gonna tell me to stop?

Yes.

'What's going on?
Everything was so good.'

- It was so good for you.
- And it wasn't for you?

I can't be in a relationship.
Not with you.

I love you.

I don't understand.
There has to be a way
to make this work.

That was lost when you slept
with my brother.

Seems you won't be joining us.
That's a shame, brother.

- You created this.
- No. You created this.

I want you to start boutique
hotels. You'll be on the road
for six months.

'I want easy,
and Sebastian is.'

He's not the guy for you.
I am.

If you leave
this palace behind,
don't leave us behind.

I made some adjustments
to your list
of potential brides for me.

'I've placed them
in order of preference.'

'In a very short amount
of time,

you have become essential
to me.'

'No Spencer?'

Lord Chamberlain?
I fired him.

I'm gonna blow
my goddamn brains out.

What?!

I need your help.

Are you shitting
me right now?

It just... went off.

You could've killed me!

Those things are dangerous.

Wait!

I'm sorry.

You damn well better be sorry!
You fired Spencer!?

My first official moment
as King is being shoved
in the back

by my horned-up,
vitriolic mother.

I don't care
if you're crowned
the goddamn Queen of Sheba.

You don't fire
my Lord Chamberlain.

- He was a liability.
- We were discreet.

No. You were discreet.
He was shopping a tell-all
about time in your bedroom.

That can't be true.

I think the sample chapter
was Christmas.

It was called Jiggy Pudding.

Oh, good God!
I should have seen it.

There was a version of me
that never would have
let that happen.

I took care of it.
I was trying to protect you.

I'm sorry.

Why does everyone
suspect the worst of me?

Well, I can't speak
for everyone else,

but... I suspect
the worst of you,

because I taught you
everything you know.

Sorry if I shoved you.

Colin Yorke is back in town.

Apparently,
he's going to make a run
for Prime Minister.

And...?

And as I recall,
Colin Yorke used to be
your Spencer Hoenigsberg.

And now he's married.

Fair enough.

But it'd be good to have
a voice in Parliament.

Someone
who could do our bidding.

Someone we could trust.

Maybe you should
get back in contact.

Let me get this straight.

You chase off the last man
I got close to,

admittedly with good reason,

and now you're pimping out
a married politician.

I take issue with you sleeping
with the help.

I have no issue with you
sleeping with someone
who CAN help.

You're incorrigible.

Go on your coronation tour.

'The King has a secret.'

And it's a secret
very few people know.

And the secret is this...

He was making payments.

Deposits.

I did what I was told.

I transferred the money.

For Prince Robert.

To who?

Ted Pryce.

How much money?

Several million.

At least,
that's what Boone said.

Why would Robert
be paying Ted Pryce?

To kill my father.

Need I remind you,
Ted Pryce was also trying
to kill your brother?

Or was he? What if Robert and
Ted were working together...

...and my brother's time
on that island

was simply the greatest alibi
ever created?

He had a chance to come home,
several chances, but
he stayed on the island...

Until Simon was dead.

It's damn brilliant,
actually, if it's true.

Help me prove it, will you?

No. I won't.

Because, if this is true,

that psychopath
is operating at a level

that you can't even begin
to understand.

But you can.

Take me under your wing.
Teach me how to defeat him.

Do you understand
how insidious this is?

To pay a madman
to kill your father,

then willingly
have your plane shot down,

stranding yourself on
a deserted island for months.

If he actually did it,
maybe he deserves to be King.

No.

My father deserved
to be King. He doesn't.

Help me prove it.

I'll think about it.

For now, go away.

Your earnestness
creeps me out.

Stay safe and have fun.

Just not in a...
Royal Beaver kind of way.

- Bye!
- Dad would be proud of you.

I love you, sis.

I love you. No Liam?

It's outrageous
how selfish he can be.

Ah,
here's the selfish prick now.

The press wondered
why you missed my coronation.

Did you say it's because
my brother's an arsehole?

Yeah. I said,
"My brother's an arsehole."

Okay, enough.
King, walk away.

Prince,
say goodbye to your sister.

Bye, darling. Bye.

You're actually leaving me
with these nut-jobs?

Yeah. Sorry.

Liam,
can I tell you something?

Not to be a bitch,
but because I love you.

Things were fine between you
and Robbie before Kathryn.

Why don't you do yourself a
favor and stay away from her?

What if I told you
to stay away from Jasper?

What do you think
I'm trying to do?

If you want to look back,
he's still there.

Damn. We look good together.

It's too bad we're not...

actually together.

Look, it's good press
for the Hoteleanors.

Hey, I'm thinking black.
For the trim.

I love black.

Apparently, so do you,
according to this article.

Well, I suppose
quietly working hard

doesn't make for good press.

No, it doesn't.

You know what does?

Us. Enjoying
a day together.

Thanks, but you know
I've got to be somewhere.

See you tomorrow.

Rosie. I'm going out. Ow!

Whoops.

Tell us about this
new venture. Hoteleanor.

Why this? Why now?

Well, I've traveled a lot,

but I haven't really seen
that much of the world.

So, not only
was this an opportunity

to challenge myself
and be creative,

but, also, it was a chance
to see the world.

'The real world.'

'It can be a scary place.'

'Maybe so.'

But someone once taught me

that, to find yourself,
to find your truth...

...you need to get lost a bit
first.

# Hey, Mr. Stargazer

Hi.

# Give me a straight razor

Royal salute!

I'm sorry, Kathryn.

You didn't deserve
any of that.

I deserved some of it.
We should have told him
the truth.

He should have told us
the truth.

So, what's the difference?

You were looking out for us
as brothers.

He was being insidious.

He wanted you
to fall for him,
just so he could hurt you.

If I knew
how he was with you,

I would have reached out sooner.

I was trying
to give you space.

It's okay.

I'm gonna go away for a bit.

Why?

Because I need
to clear my head...

and try and find the person
that I used to be.

And because Ben Franklin
didn't call me a whore.

Looks a bit cocky,
if you ask me.

Welcome home, Your Majesty.

Now, I need a couple
of things from you.
First, no curtseying.

And secondly, call me anything
but Your Majesty.

Yes, Your Maj... Yes... sir?

Well, we can work on that.

So, how are all things
social-media?

Very encouraging.

Your Snapchat and Instagram
posts and Facebook Live entries
from the tour

saw unprecedented coverage.

The kids like you.

Smoke and mirrors.

But we all know the keeper of
the smoke and mirrors is you.

You're doing excellent work.
Thank you.

It's my pleasure, Your Maj...
It's my pleasure.

- Anything else?
- Erm... No. Nothing else.

Okay.
Well, I'll be in my office.

Oh, and Willow...
I haven't forgotten you.

The list of my potential brides.
You're still at the top.

Now I'm back, let's discuss.

Once you're settled.

It's genuinely good
to see you.

You as well, Your Majesty.

Sorry. I'll... work on it.

It's good. I'm proud of you.

I couldn't have done it
without you.

Well, I could, but who'd have
carried the heavy things?

It's time we move on
to our next port of call.

You should probably tell Liam
we're on the move.
He wrote you again.

Right. Thanks.

Hey. Long time, no see.

Yeah...
Have you seen my brother?

I think he's meeting
with the Prime Minister.

- Are you okay?
- Just...

Something about Kathryn.

I'll talk to him later.

Erm... Liam...

There's something I've been
meaning to tell you.

It's about the King's list
of potential brides.

- Is Kathryn on it?
- No.

But I am.

- Of course you are.
- Why do you say that?

He put you on his list to mess
with me. We're friends.

He knows that. You're another
thing he can take from me.

I see. I'm a thing?

I'm an unattractive thing
that has no business

being on any reasonable list.

- That's not what I meant.
- No, it's fine.

If you'll excuse me, I'll be
guarding the bridge outside,

with the other
unsightly trolls.

Willow...

You take me on,
and I promise you
I'll do whatever it takes

to destroy
that son-of-a-bitch.

- Why?
- He's not a king.

But you are?
Isn't that what this is?

It's not merely about taking
the crown from your brother.

It's about keeping it
for yourself.

Melt it down or bury it,
for all I care.

But he's not going
to wear it.

And if he was
paying Ted Pryce... if they were
working together...

I'll kill him before
I let him deceive everyone.

Okay. I'll help you.

I'll train you.

I recognize something in you
I can work with.

Hate.

Hatred
for your older brother.

Been there, done that.

Welcome to the dark side.

I assure you,
it's much more fun down here.

Greasy Love

# I'm always in a greasy
kind of love

# I'm always in a greasy
kind of love

# I'm always in a greasy
kind of love

Sleeping Beauty rises.

What are we doing?

Well, I'm having
a double Martini...

...and you're sporting
a fairly impressive
morning glory.

You said you'd help me.

All we've done for
eight weeks is get wasted.

Have faith, dear nephew.

We're making
impeccable progress.

Speaking of, we're late.

Shit, shower and shave.

Your training continues.

Three months and they haven't
fixed that bloody door?

I told them not to.
I like it like this.

It reminds me of our mission.

To blow a hole
in this goddamn fake empire.

Now, let's go. Being
hung over is for pussies!

# How long would it take before
I gave up everything?

# Never really learned
from mistakes...

Let me ask you a question,
dear nephew:

How long have you known?

- How long have I known what?
- That you're a raging homo.

What?

That server has been
hitting on you, and you've
barely glanced at her.

I'm not trying
to sleep with her.

That girl holds the key
to vanquishing your brother.

She's what we've been doing
for two months.

Who is she?

If Robert
was paying Ted Pryce,

he'd have used
one of two personal bankers.

She's the daughter
of the second one.

And how are you sure
it's not the first one?

Because I ignored that man's
safe word so many times,

he told me every secret
in his sordid little closet.

Trust me -
it's not the first one.

Her head and her bed
will lead us to Ted.

Make it happen.

# Shouldn't come
as a surprise

# But, boy,
how you make me cry

This is what I'd do
to promote your south-London
appearance

on each of our respective
social-media accounts.

I got you something.
We said we'd talk,

and you've been polite
about waiting.

You've had a few things
going on.

Well, that's not fair to you.
Please.

A little bird told me
that you liked elephants.

What little bird?

Well, actually, a dedicated team
of researchers.

I hope you do.

I do. Very much.

- Can I ask you something?
- Mmm.

Isn't it odd for you,

selecting your future wife
from a list of candidates?

Well, people meet online.
They use dating apps.

We're doing the same thing.

I just have a more restricted
roster of candidates.

I don't think
I can accept this.

Or be on your list.
I'm sorry.

- You have someone?
- No.

Then would it be completely
intolerable if we went for
a drink together?

After that, if you want to walk
away and keep things...

strictly professional,
we will.

And you don't think
it would affect
our working relationship?

I would never
let that happen.

They practice altruism.

Elephants.

They're incredibly selfless.

That is why the lion
is the king of the jungle.

Please. Accept my gift,
and stay on the list.

I promise I won't make
our date completely horrible.

One drink.

- Soon.
- Soon.

Good luck with your speech.

And... thank you for this...

...Your Majesty.

'You've been seeing
all these exotic locations.

Do you ever get lonely?'

'I used to have
a problem with being alone,

but I don't any more.
I actually enjoy it.

There's a difference.
You know.

Between being lonely
and being alone.

Being alone
is being solitary.

Not a terrible thing,
if you've lived your life
on display.

Being lonely is worse.

I still struggle with that.'

- The ever-vigilant
Mr. Frost.
- Your Majesty.

I would like your opinion.

I want to make a speech
in south London next month,

but Mr. Hill thinks
it's a bad idea.

He thinks the atmosphere
is too volatile.

I want to know
what you think.

I think
James Hill is your Head
of Security for a reason.

Well, let's say I defy
Mr. Hill and do my speech,

in spite of his concerns.
Could you protect me?

Well, I'd need to scout the
area, put a team together.

But I work for you.

My job is to keep you safe,
no matter what.

I like that answer.
Put your team together.

I trust you.

Then again, my father trusted
HIS security detail, didn't he?

- I'm not Ted Pryce.
- I hope not.

South London.

- I am so sorry I'm late.
- You're always late.

If you weren't so handsome,
it would be an issue.

- Guess what.
- What?

- I got you a present.
- What? Why?

It's our one-month anniversary.

It's full, because I know
how you feel about the opera.

- Do you like it?
- It's really great, Greta.

- Oh, no.
- Everything okay?

My parents want me
to come for the weekend.

Is it that bad?

No. Not really.

It's just...
my father's a bit intense.

And my mother will spend
all weekend asking about you.

Unless...

Do you want to come?

And meet your intense father
and your nosey mum?

How could I say no?

You're the best.

How was the opera?

How did you know
I was at the opera?

Erm... the world knows
you were at the opera, Liam.

I've been trying to minimize
the damage online,

to give you more time with...

Greta.

Thanks.

Listen. Erm...

I said something to you
a while back,

and it's been bothering me.

I never meant to imply that...

you're not good enough
to be on Robert's list.

Of course you are.
You're good enough
to be on anyone's list.

He's not good enough for you.

He was horrible to Kathryn.

You mean the same Kathryn
who was seeing both of you?

Not after she discovered
he was alive.

And, in turn, he led her on,
manipulated her,

and when she finally said
she loved him,

he called her a common whore
and walked away from her.

That can't be true.

You're right. It's not.

He slept with her,
and then called her a whore.

Ask him about it.

Look him in the eyes
when he lies to you.

You have good instincts
about people.

Trust them.

# This is my greatest victory

# My independency

# Nothing holds me down
no more

# This is
what I've been fighting for

# This is all I need

# This is all I need

# My independency

# This is all I need

# My independency

No!

Aargh!

You're about to cause
a serious international
incident.

Big knife? Over-compensating
for something?

- Are you okay, Princess?
- Yeah... I think so.

We should probably go.

# This is all I need

'Up next on
Royal And Beautiful,

Prince Hansel gets a new pony.'

'What is this? It's brown!'

Rachel tells me
you're bored AF.

No. I was bored AF,
but now I have television.

I'm currently re-watching

every episode of
Royal And Beautiful.

Well, if you can
drag yourself away...

...how would you like
to plan a Royal wedding?

Am I so far out of the loop

that you're already engaged
without me knowing?

Oh, no, but I plan to be.

A Royal wedding would be
good for the country.

For the economy. And for
this family. Don't you agree?

Of course I do.
It's just that...

Simon used to need
my counsel...

Cyrus needed my wiles...

but you appear to be
just fine on your own.

If anybody knows what
a facade that is, it's you.

I may not have told you
in a while, but I will always
need you, Mummy.

You haven't,
but it's nice to hear...

even if it isn't true.

I'll plan your wedding.

Now go. I want to watch Hansel
ride his new pony again.

'I'm not a common boy,

I'm the Crown Prince of
Liechtenstein!'

People always leave.

Len...?

I'm fine.

You shouldn't be out there.
You know it's dangerous
for someone like you.

I wanted
to be more like my father.

I just wanted to believe
I could be normal,

away from the palace.

I know you've been walking
to keep the memory
of your father close,

but you've also been
running from those.

Letters from Liam.

With... letters from Jasper.

What brother misses his sister
that much? It's creepy.

I haven't read them.

Not a single one.

I wasn't ready to do it.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I told you
to build something for you.

Not for me and not for him.

But now I think you need
to read what he has to say,

and once you do, you'll know
where to go from there.

# Let winter break

- I'm glad you're safe.
- Thank you.

# Let it burn
till I see you again

# I will be here with you

# Just like I told you

# I would

# I'd love to always love you

# But I'm scared
of loneliness

# When I'm

# When I'm alone with you

# I know it's hard

# Only you and I

# Is it all for me?

# Because I know
it's all for you

# And I guess, I guess it is

# Hell

# And... you are
the only thing

# I've ever truly known

# So I hesitate

# If I can act the same

# For you

# And my darling,
I'll be rooting for you

# And my darling,
I'll be rooting for you

# And where did she go?

I think it's time to go home.

# And I need her...

'Will it bother you if people
don't respond to this?

If they don't like
what you've done?'

'Everyone likes to be liked.'

You can't live your life
like that.

If you put yourself out there,
haters will find you.

That's fine.
It's their world, too.

But I guess
you have to ask yourself

if you're satisfied
with what you did

and who you've been
while you did it.

That's where it begins
and ends.

# And my darling,
I'll be rooting for you

The posts
are overwhelmingly positive.

Show me the ones that aren't,
so I see

both sides
of the conversation.

Of course. But first,
I'd like to show you

how much love
you're getting online.

Look at some of these.
Millions of likes...

Can I ask you what...
happened between you two?

I was fairly reprehensible
with Kathryn.

Well, more than fairly.

The thought of coming home
to her kept me alive
on that island.

But when I discovered she'd
replaced me with my brother,

I became spiteful
and jealous.

Not a version of anyone
I ever want to be again.

Or plan to be again.

Why did you put me
on the list?

The truth. Please.

I think a better question is:
why wouldn't I put you
on the list?

I see you
manage my family every day

with grace and kindness...

...and I know it's not easy,

but you make it
look effortless.

Discreet. Elegant.
Not a hair out of place.

But when it is, when you're
focused and concentrating,

you erm... tuck it
behind your right ear,

and it's nothing
short of astonishing.

But now I say it out loud,
it seems a little creepy

that I've noticed!

No.

It doesn't at all.

To be honest,
putting you at the top
of that list was selfish,

but it was the easiest
and most exhilarating thing
I've done

since I left the island.

It's a dark world out there,
Wilhelmina.

Perhaps even darker in here.

But your goodness
is compelling and captivating

and so worth protecting.

Look, I understand
your reservations.

So, whatever you decide...

Okay.

One drink.

Soon?

Right.

- Did I mention that walk?
- Don't ruin it.

Right.

Have you spoken to Eleanor?

No.

But you've written to her.

Perhaps a letter or two
a week.

Yes.

I asked you to do two things:
protect me and stay away
from my sister.

Two very simple demands.

Well, if those are the job
requirements, then I resign.

Go back to being a conman
with Daddy?

I'll take my chances.

Relax.

Resignation not accepted.

I need you by my side today.

Besides, these things

have a way
of working themselves out.

- Planning something?
- A wedding. Robert's.

It may be Robert's wedding,
but it's your funeral.

Once he takes a bride,
you're out. Forgotten.

Dowager.

Groves

We'll see about that.

# I know that
you're ready to go

South London
is an embarrassment.

The people here are responsible
for their own demise.

We should burn it
to the ground and rebuild it.

These are the words
that I've read in the papers
and on social media.

The words that I've heard
your politicians say
in Parliament.

The words that the leaders that
you elected believe to be true.

Well, those people are wrong.

I know
a lot of you are suffering,

that you're made to believe that
you don't have a stake
in this city,

that you don't have a voice
in this conversation,

that there isn't a light
at the end of the tunnel.

Well, I'm here today to tell
you that this IS your city.

That you do have a voice.

And that there is
most definitely a light
at the end of the tunnel,

and that light is you.

You have been fed
a convenient deceit

by the politicians
and the media

that the disenfranchised
and the poor of this nation

only have themselves
to blame.

That is a trick.

That is a lie,
and it ends here today.

New business won't come here.

The utility companies
won't work here.

Parliament
doesn't consider you,

and the police don't care.

Well, I have learned
one thing in this world:

you fight power with power.

And I happen
to have that power.

Let me join you.

We will work together,
rise up together...

Yes!

...and overcome together.

And our kids will never
know of this struggle,

because south London
will prosper and thrive
more than ever before!

They say
south London is dead...

but they said that about me
once.

Here's to our comeback!

Here's to our resurrection.

Here's to our victory! Together!

God save the King!
God save the King!

God save the King! God save
the King! God save the King!

Greta invited me to meet
her parents this weekend.

Well played,
my nefarious prodigy.

Your nefarious prodigy
is having second thoughts.

Well, don't.

Her father holds the key to
finally besting your brother

and taking back what
that arsehole stole from me.

And stole from you.

I just feel bad about Greta.

Which is exactly what
King Robert is counting on.

So, let me ask you something.
The only thing.

Do you want to avenge
your father and bring
a murderer to justice,

or would you rather spare
the feelings of some girl

you're never gonna see again?

Have a nice weekend.

And if you see your brother,
the King, make sure you bow.

Everybody else does.

# The sky above,
the soaring dove

'How does it feel, knowing
we've watched you grow up

since the day you were born?'

It feels
like I'm still growing.

And you've only watched
one version of me grow up.

We've seen a few versions -

fashion icon, socialite,
sexual provocateur,

cautionary tale.

Which do you prefer?

I'm just a girl. You know?

'You can see me
how you want to see me.'

'And none of that
bothers you?'

Not trying to be great -
that bothers me.

God save the King! God save the
King! God save the King!

God save the King!
God save the King!

Sir, I really think
we should go now.

Just stay with me.

Just one last question.

Are you happy?

I am today.

God save the King!

# Your hand in mine

# Oh, oh, oh

# I'll be right beside you

# When you rest
your broken bones

# Don't go

# I need you
to be waiting for me

# Every time I'm home

# Don't go

# I'll be right beside you

# When you rest
your broken bones

# Hey!

# Hey!