Anne Boleyn

This is Sir William Kingston, your Grace,

Constable of the Tower. I will leave you in his care.

Follow me, Madam.

Ainsi sera, groigne qui groigne.

I'll leave you.

The lady's things?

They will be brought up before nightfall.

Keep a full report.

PANTING

Elizabeth!

Your Grace.

BABY CRIES

Your Grace. Your Grace.

You were shouting.

Where have they taken my daughter?

Back to Hatfield, I would guess.

The blue gown will do for today.

These ladies are here to wait on you during your stay.

Where are my own Ladies?

There's no need for jewellery.

I need to use the privy.

Go ahead.

We won't watch.

I should like to be alone.

We are not to leave you.

Now go ahead.

LIQUID TRICKLES

I thank thee and praise thee, oh God, my saviour.

I will yield praises unto thee for thou art my defender and helper.

Thou hast preserved my body from destruction.

DOOR OPENS

Madam.

Will someone be joining me?

I always honour my more distinguished residents

by dining with them.

That will not be necessary.

Eat.

I have no appetite.

You'll find no sympathy for fussiness here, Madam.

Fetch Cromwell to me.

Tell him I'll not touch your food until I have news of my daughter.

You'd do better to show me some respect...

..madam.

LOCKS CLANK AND DOOR CLOSES

Won't you dress me, Aunt?

That's what she's here for.

I do not want a stranger.

Let her do it.

CLATTERING

Is someone there?

Get some rest, Your Grace.

Was that Cromwell? Tell him I must speak with him.

Sleep.

It's nearly morning.

I'm not tired.

If it's nearly morning, then I shall rise.

Perhaps you should rest your eyes.

ANNE MUTTERS

There must be something.

What?

Dead man's shoes.

If only I could see him. If only I could tell him straight.

He will come for me.

He promised.

What is it? What have I done?

DOOR OPENS

Will you sit with me?

What have you done with Elizabeth? Is she safe?

Eat first.

Then we'll talk.

I was worried.

I would hate to lose you without seeing justice being done.

What justice can I have when I don't know what I'm accused of?

The charge is treason.

I've been told that much.

And adultery.

Of course.

Which innocents have you decided to condemn alongside me?

Norris has been arrested.

As have Sirs William Brereton

and Francis Weston.

I haven't spoken to Brereton or Weston in months.

And Mr Mark Smeaton.

Smeaton.

Who's that?

Your musician.

The lute player?

ANNE LAUGHS

You must really be desperate, Cromwell.

He has confessed.

What inventive tortures did you come up with to extract that lie

from the poor boy's mouth?

And then there's your brother, of course.

What of my brother?

You cannot seriously be suggesting...

He's been arrested? He has.

Get out.

GET OUT!

Mmm.

That is really good.

BANGS ON DOOR I am done here.

SHE SCREAMS

Fetch me my fucking husband!

Fetch me my husband!

SHE SCREAMS

Fetch me my fucking husband!

Fetch me my fucking husband!

Please, please...

Please get me my husband. Get my husband.

Why won't he come?

Why won't he come?

SHE SOBS

Get my fucking husband!

Please get my husband. Please.

She has gone mad. She's only a woman.

The fit will pass, then there'll be no more trouble from her.

SOBS SUBSIDE

Oh, your Grace.

I didn't mean to frighten you. Madge.

The King allowed you to come?

Perhaps he is softening.

How is my daughter? How is Elizabeth? She's safe.

They've taken her to Hatfield. She's being treated well, I'm told.

She mustn't come here.

I'll not have her see me a prisoner.

She will have to wait until I'm out.

It will not be long.

Do not say too much in front of my mother.

I'm afraid she has forgotten her loyalties.

Breakfast, madam. Thank you, sir.

And will you be joining me this morning?

I have other residents to attend to.

Of course. For dinner, then?

I have news of your trial.

It is to be held on the 15th.

But that's two days from now.

And the other men?

Well, we should have a verdict by this evening.

I'll leave you.

Your Grace, we must prepare.

We have little time.

There's nothing to be done.

We must summon a lawyer - someone to argue your case.

That luxury is not permitted to those accused of treason.

We will write your defence ourselves.

No.

I don't need to write it down.

God will guide my speech when the time comes.

For now, we can only wait.

Rabbit.

It's my wife's favourite.

All guilty, I'm afraid.

Norris too?

Their sentence?

I think you know it.

Execution before the week is out.

I hope they will be forgiven.

If they make their peace with God, forgiveness will be theirs.

I meant those that condemn them.

I have treated you badly.

I used you, and you have shown me nothing but loyalty and kindness.

I would be a better friend to you, given my time again.

I'll do it.

Ready, Your Grace?

Lords of the Realm.

Your presence is requested here on this day

to try the case of Anne, Queen of England.

It is the Crown's dread proposition

that you, wife of Henry the King,

are guilty of adultery...

..that so despising of your marriage,

you have traitorously procured numerous concubines and lovers,

that you have followed your carnal lusts

and betrayed your holy matrimonial vows.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

CHATTERING

You stand here accused of treason.

That with your lovers, you conspired

and encouraged the death

of the King, your husband.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

MURMURS OF DISBELIEF

And it is the proposition of the Crown

that you, on several occasions,

incited your own natural brother to violate you...

..seducing him with your tongue in his mouth,

and his in yours.

Whereby he, rejecting the commands of God and all human laws,

carnally knew you,

the Queen, his own sister.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

CRIES OF OUTRAGE

Silence.

Continue.

Is it true, madam,

that you were in Greenwich

on the 20th of May 1534?