The Young Victoria (2009) - full transcript

Guards! Royal salute! Present arms!

Some people are born
more fortunate than others.

Such was the case with me.

But as a child,
I was convinced of quite the opposite.

What little girl does not dream
of growing up as a princess?

But some palaces
are not at all what you'd think.

Even a palace... can be a prison.

Mama never explained why she
would have someone taste my food.

Why I couldn't attend school with
other children or read popular books.

When my father died,

Mama and her adviser,
Sir John Conroy, created rules.



He said they were for my protection,

and he called it the Kensington System.

I could not sleep in a room
without Mama

or even walk downstairs
without holding the hand of an adult.

I learned the reason for all this
when I was 11.

My uncle William
was the King of England.

Yet he and his three brothers
could boast only one living child.

And that was me.

Sir John's dream
was that the King would die

and there would be a Regency,

where my mother would rule England
and he would rule my mother.

So I began to dream of the day
when my life would change...

...and I might be free.

And I prayed for the strength
to meet my destiny.



I will be good.

God save the Queen!

God save the Queen!
God save the Queen!

Sign it!

Are you sure
that we're doing the right thing?

We've waited long enough.

Now, for the last time,
you will sign this order.

I will not sign it.

I say you will!

- I say I will not.
- How dare you, you...!

Sir John.

We were just...

It's time for the Princess's medicine.

- Shall I?
- I'll do it.

Well, if you're sure.

- Good night, mein liebling.
- Good night, Mama.

How are you?

I've received a letter from England.

My sister says Victoria won't sign
the order for her Regency.

And why would she sign it?

The Princess is nearly 18. Why
would she sign away her own powers?

Because she is an ignorant baby.

Because she needs guidance and time
to prepare for her role as Queen.

Until then, my sister
will take her place as Regent.

Sir John Conroy would be Regent.

Unfortunately, the Duchess
is controlled by her controller.

It may be in Your Majesty's interests
to abandon Conroy and your sister,

before it's too late,
and support the future Queen instead.

Of course, the Duchess won't like it.

Baron, I was born the younger son
of a penniless duke.

Now I'm King of the Belgians.

Such journeys are not managed
without hard decisions.

Besides,
who controls a young girl most?

Now go to Germany
and finish my nephew's training.

Albert!

I suppose you want
to walk with me this afternoon.

Really? Just the two of us alone?
What would Mama say?

Hold still
or I'll never get your nose right.

Oh, I give up!

I give up. You are impossible.
You are impossible. You are impossible.

Victoria, your mother's waiting.

Come on!

Dash!

- Where is the Duchess?
- In the drawing room, Your Highness.

It will take them three days
to arrive by coach from Coburg. Dashy!

- How did you come downstairs?
- I walked.

- Not alone?
- No, not alone.

- Lehzen was with me.
- She held your hand?

She did. Though why she still has to...

Because not everyone in England
wishes you well.

Put the book down, please.

Dashy!

England is the key to peace in Europe.

Your uncle's throne is six years old
and born of civil war.

He only took the crown of Belgium
because England pledged her support.

And if he's to survive, he must have
English force at his disposal.

Favourite novels?

- Sie hat nicht viele Romane gelesen.
- English. Always English.

She has not read many novels.
They were forbidden until last year.

- But she did like...?
- The Bride of Lammermoor.

- By?
- Sir Walter Scott.

- Other recreations?
- Drawing. The famous dolls, of course.

Piano. Music, generally. It's hard
to believe she knows so little Schubert.

Never mind Schubert.
She likes modern composers.

- Is she permitted the theatre?
- Only the opera and ballet.

Which opera does she like best?

Norma?

I Puritani!

In order to maintain control
over Princess Victoria,

Sir John and the Duchess keep her
away from King William's court.

Thus when she does
make a public appearance,

her mere presence causes quite a stir.

You must win her favour
before anyone else has the chance.

You still don't look well.
Maybe we should go away for August.

- No, Mama.
- What do you mean, no?

We missed the Queen's birthday.
We will not miss the King's.

We've accepted. We're going.

Really, Victoria, don't issue
orders to me. I'm not a servant.

Well, you've already disobeyed
about the extra rooms. That's enough.

Are we to live like rabbits,
crammed in a hutch?

We live in a palace, Mama.
We're a lot better off than most people.

The rooms which I took were empty.

Keeping us out of them
was... almost immoral.

- That's what John says.
- I knew he'd have a part in it.

My dearest child,
he only wants what's best for you.

I wish you could believe that.

I've invited the Coburg brothers
to come and stay.

- You ought to know them better.
- Why?

Because you should.

Uncle Leopold thinks it's a good idea.

You stick one more pin in me,
I swear I will call the guard.

Your first visit is the most important.
We can not have any mistakes.

And always remember,
you're first a Coburg.

The King of the Belgians is a Coburg.
The King of Portugal is a Coburg,

so is the Queen of England's mother.
And you are the next piece in the game!

Now go to England and make her smile.

Is this all the luggage?

- What if she wants to dance?
- It's your first visit. She won't.

- Your Serene Highnesses, welcome.
- Thank you.

I'm Sir John Conroy, controller of the
Duchess's household. This way, please.

The Duchess is in the drawing room.

- Ah! May I present her Royal...
- Hello.

I'm Ernst, ma'am.
This is my brother, Albert.

- We haven't interrupt your studies?
- No, not at all.

- How was your journey?
- Long, but not too bad.

We had books to keep us busy.

As matter of fact, I passed the time
reading The Bride of Lammermoor.

By Sir Walter... Scott.

Yes.

Do you want to come and meet Mama?

Of the modern composers, I suppose
Vincenzo Bellini is my favourite.

What a coincidence! So is mine.
Which of his operas do you enjoy most?

- No, wait, let me guess. I Puritani?
- As a matter of fact, yes.

I used to like it too.
Now I prefer Norma.

Dashy! Go fetch it! Fetch it, Dash!

Aye, aye, aye, aye.

- Have I offended you in some way?
- No.

And Schubert.

I like Schubert.

I think...
I think perhaps you don't... but I do.

I don't mind Schubert.

Good.

Do you ever feel like
a chess piece yourself?

In a game being played
against your will?

- Do you?
- Constantly.

I see them leaning in
and moving me around the board.

The Duchess and Sir John?

Not just them. Uncle Leopold.

The King. I'm sure half the politicians
are ready to seize hold of my skirts

and drag me from square to square.

Then master the rules of the game
until you play it better than they can.

You don't recommend I find a husband
to play it for me?

I should find one to play it with you,
not for you.

Why don't we ring for some music?
And then we could dance.

I've recently discovered the waltz
and I am quite in love with it.

- Waltzing is not really my forte.
- Oh, dear.

What a shame.

You know the King wants me to marry
my cousin George?

Hmm.

What's he like at chess?

Victoria.

It's alright, Lehzen,
Albert can take me up.

You'll have to hold my hand.
Mama insists. I hope you don't mind.

Not in the least.

What did you want to say?

Only that I understand more
than you think of what your life is.

Do you?

My childhood wasn't easy either.
I lost my mother when I was a boy.

- I know. She died.
- No, er...

That is, she did die eventually, but...

she was sent away long before that.

There was some difficulty.

It was all hushed up
and... no one talks of it now.

But I know what it is to live
alone inside your head,

while never giving a clue
as to your real feelings.

Did Uncle Leopold
ask you to tell me that?

No. Er, he actually told me
never to mention it.

Well, how little he knows me.

Hmm.

May I write to you?

You'll miss the princes
when they're gone, ma'am.

Don't be impertinent.

- Those boys pester you.
- Oh, please, Lehzen.

You don't think I've come this far
to walk into another jail, do you?

- You must marry one day.
- Well, I don't see why.

And if I do, I shall please myself,

not Mama or Uncle Leopold or the King
or anyone else. Trust me.

- Must I?
- Yes, you must.

Be on your guard.

We are going to Windsor
for my uncle's birthday party.

- In the castle of the enemy.
- Your enemy, Sir John, not mine.

- Agree to nothing.
- What should I say about the rooms?

You needed the space.
Appeal to the Queen. It's ridiculous.

I wish you were coming with us.

You're very intent, Baroness.
Are you making a study of me?

Someone should.

- Present Prime Minister?
- Melbourne.

Lord Melbourne.

The Liberal leader who'll probably be
in power when the Princess succeeds.

- He may be troublesome.
- Why?

He puts the interests of England
above those of Europe.

- Which is bad?
- Which is not useful to us.

He wouldn't spill one drop of
English blood to save a foreign throne.

The Viscount Melbourne.

Why would he save a foreign throne
if it wasn't in England's interest?

That is just the kind of thinking
your Uncle Leopold is afraid of.

Which is why he's content to find his
niece is the future Queen of England.

The Duke of Wellington.

In the public mind, the leader of the
Conservative opposition is a pet hero,

Napoleon's conqueror,
the grand old Duke of Wellington.

- But not in fact.
- No.

- You look in very good health, sir.
- Thank you, sir.

- I wish I was. Enjoy the meal.
- Thank you.

The next Tory Prime Minister
will be Sir Robert Peel.

...and Lady Peel.

Which side does Victoria favour?

She's a Liberal. Above all,
she favours Lord Melbourne.

And he'll take full advantage of it.

Her Royal Highness,
Princess Victoria of Kent.

Her Royal Highness,
the Duchess of Kent.

The Lady Flora Hastings.

- Hello, Uncle.
- Look at that demure little head.

And all of us
wondering what's inside it.

We'll find out soon enough.

Lord Melbourne will make her fall
in love with him. It's his method.

- Don't underestimate Victoria.
- Don't underestimate Melbourne.

My dearest niece.

- Won't you greet your cousin George?
- Good evening, George.

How can my niece and nephew have
grown up so when I wasn't looking?

Whereas you are quite unchanged
and as handsome as ever.

If I put my head very close to yours
and speak softly,

- they'll think we're hatching a plot.
- Yes.

If I look a little surprised...

Well, then they'll know it.

I wish we saw more of you. But then,
nor you nor I are to blame for that.

The plain fact is, madam,
you have stolen 17 rooms!

One cannot steal a room, sir.
The rooms are where you left them.

Now they are used,
before they were empty.

I see. So I have no say
in my own palaces?

Why not move in here
and bring your Irish tinker with you?

The Queen and I
will be happy enough in the lodge!

So would I be, sir, if I thought that
people there would be polite to me!

- How dare you talk...!
- Enough!

You have exhausted the topic.

Conroy tried to force the Princess
Victoria's agreement to a Regency.

She wouldn't sign it, sick as she was.
That says something for her spirit.

Your next birthday
will be quite a landmark.

- I hope we'll see more of you at Court.
- I hope so too, Lord Melbourne.

You know,
should you ever need an ally...

you have one in me.

The Prime Minister
has more important calls upon his time.

Not at all.
I knew the late Duke of Kent.

Naturally,
I take an interest in his daughter.

- You knew my father?
- Yes.

I'm sorry.
Is it difficult to speak of him?

No. I love to hear from someone who
knew him. For I never did, you see.

Well... he was a great gentleman.
Of that you can be sure.

Indeed I am.

Excellent company like his brother, the
Regent, but not quite so extravagant.

And kind, like his brother, the King...
but perhaps not so talkative.

Well, you make him sound
as though he were the best of them.

Oh, I think so, ma'am.

Your leader is hard at work, Duchess.

You see him hover with his net
to catch the pretty butterfly.

And when your party is back in power,
Duke, will you not do the same?

Not nearly as well as Melbourne.

Unfortunately, I have no small talk.
Peel has no manners.

And I would have a hard time
praising her father.

The most brutal officer
I ever encountered.

I thank you
for your good wishes on my birthday.

It has been a long life...
and an interesting one.

But I shall be content
with only a short while more.

Just enough... to dispense
with any thought of a Regency...

...so that I may pass the Royal
Authority directly to that young lady.

And not... to the hands...
of a person now near me...

...who is surrounded by evil advisers

and who cannot act with propriety in
the station in which she's been placed!

I have been insulted!

Grossly and continually insulted!

She has kept her daughter,
my brother's child, from my Court!

But from now on,
I'd have her know that I am King!

And I will not be flouted
or disobeyed by her

or by that jackanapes
she keeps about her!

Are you alright?

Families, who'd be without them?

Are you listening?

What?

- Well?
- Ma'am, you do have a letter,

but it's not from Germany,
it's from the King.

So it is. Thank you, Watson.

- Don't you see what he wants?
- He increases my income

once I'm 18 and he asks to see me
at Court, what is wrong with that?

The King wants to separate you from
your mother. He wants to control you,

to take you from those whose sole aim
is trying to protect you!

No need to shout. The people
will find out our business soon enough

without hearing it from your lips.

Tell her. Make her understand.

What Sir John means is that you're
unprepared for the task ahead of you.

And if I am, whose fault is that?

You're too young! You've no experience!

You're like a china doll
walking over a precipice!

Well, then, I must smash!
For it's too late to mend my ways now!

- So if you'll excuse me...
- But I will not excuse you!

Now this is what you will do!

First, you will refuse the money and
demand that it be given to your mother.

Next, you will appoint me
your private secretary from today.

Finally, you will agree
to be co-regent with the Duchess

until your 25th birthday.
Neither she nor I will accept less!

You may do
what you like with the money.

Now, get out of my way!

And if you think that I will ever forget

that you just stood by silent
and you watched him treat me thus,

you are dreaming!

Is there no limit
to this disobedience?

Mark my words!
The reign of King Conroy is coming!

My poor sister-in-law. What is the hold
that wicked man has over her?

What about her uncle in Brussels?
Could he not be of assistance?

King Leopold is as slippery
as a barrel full of eels.

If he did dislodge Conroy, it'd only be
to tighten his own grip on the girl.

Mightn't there be some benefit
if I pay Princess Victoria a visit

before Conroy
has a chance to usurp her?

Very well.

Lord, in your mercy, get me past May!

That way she'll be of age and we'll
have killed off the Regency at least.

I tell you, Lord Melbourne,
his behaviour to me

makes it impossible to keep him
in any post near my person.

Any post whatever.

You don't think it more dangerous
to cut him loose?

I know things that mean
I could never have confidence in him.

Now, I see I must endure Lady Flora.

Mama cannot appear at Court
without a lady-in-waiting,

but I draw the line at Conroy.

And once I'm Queen, I do not wish
to look upon his face again.

Well, we can't prevent the Duchess

from keeping him
in charge of her own affairs.

That will be her mistake, not mine.

My dear Victoria, when I think...

Dearest Victoria,
if ever you should need...

What? Like a vulture? To hover
at the edge until the King is dead?

And, ma'am, you needn't worry.

I'll be your private secretary.
For now, at least.

Thank you, Lord Melbourne.
That is a great comfort to me.

- Wenn er tot ist, dann gibt es mehr...
- Ernst! English, please!

When he is dead, there'll be more
than one vulture to contend with.

We should consider
the new appointments.

Your ladies-in-waiting and so forth.

Perhaps the Duchess of Sutherland
for Mistress of the Robes?

Oh, I don't really know her.

Ma'am, she's a dear friend of mine.
You'll enjoy her enormously.

I should be lost without your guidance.

- I hope you know how grateful I am.
- I'll draw up a list.

What is it? Don't you like her?

Yes, I like her.

More than I dared hope.

But it's not up to me, is it.
What do you call a man

who waits for a rich woman to decide
whether or not she wants him?

Then, why not tell her how you feel?

My dear Victoria,

these days will be full of sadness
since I know the King is dear to you.

Will you allow me to offer my support,
albeit at a distance?

If I cannot be with you,

then I pray you will hear my voice
in the music that I send.

You know my love of Schubert.

This is his "Swan Song".
And I play it with you in my heart.

- Is he ready?
- Well, he may be, but she isn't.

Let her enjoy succession
and the freedom it'll bring.

We must wait for disillusion,
and the loneliness that follows.

Victoria.

You must come now.

Long live the Queen.

I'm going back to bed.

I imagine Lord Melbourne
will be here quite early.

Make sure he has everything he needs
if I am not ready to receive him.

Of course, Your Royal...

Your Majesty.

Victoria, wait. I will hold your hand.

No. Thank you, Mama.

And, Lehzen, in the morning,
arrange for my bed to be moved

into a room of my own?

- Surely there's no need...
- As soon as possible, Lehzen.

The Council is assembled,
Your Majesty.

Her Majesty the Queen!

It is with a sense
of reverence and honour

that I address you,
my Privy Councillors,

as your Sovereign and Queen.

I mourn sincerely the death
of my dear uncle, the King,

but I know I may count on you to serve
me as loyally as you served him.

I am young, but I am willing to learn.

And I mean to devote my life
to the service of my country

and my people.

I look for your help in this.

I know I shall not be disappointed.

Thank you.

She starts on your watch,
Lord Melbourne.

Guard her well
and keep her safe from harm.

As a matter of interest, will a time
come when I read them first?

You'll enjoy this.
She has a real flair for description.

Present arms!

Dearest Albert, on Tuesday,
I went to inspect Buckingham Palace.

It is only just finished and I shall be
the very first sovereign to live there.

As I stepped out of the carriage,

for the first time in my life,
I felt freedom.

- Splendid, is it not?
- Yes!

You'll have to decide
on a husband soon.

What about Leopold's candidate?

I can't marry the man
they want me to marry.

Oh!

Every suitor
will come with strings attached.

Can't I be my own mistress for a while?
Haven't I earned it?

Dear Lord M, he's so very kind. I
couldn't have asked for a better tutor.

You may dream of independence,
but you won't get it.

From now on, everyone will push you
and pull you for their own advantage.

Melbourne more than the rest.

Just remember, you are the Queen,
he's a politician.

And politicians, whatever their creed,
always resent a monarchy.

They pass through. You stay.

So just keep "dear Lord M"
in his proper sphere.

He's already chosen the new household.

About my ladies-in-waiting...

Yes, I'll have a list brought
over later. They've all accepted.

Only my aunt advised me not to be,
well, too partisan in my choice.

With respect, Your Majesty,

I think I understand these things at
least as well as the Queen Dowager.

I know that, of course.

And we want our friends around us,
of course, surely,

as we begin our labours.

We don't want to find Sir John Conroy
sneaking his feet back under the table.

No. Not if we have to line up
every friend we both possess.

Well, quite, ma'am. It's very cold
in here. Why haven't they lit the fires?

It seems the fires are laid
by the Lord Steward's department,

but lit by the Lord Chamberlain's,

and no one knows which footmen
should do it. It's not very sensible.

Well, if that's the way things are done,
I shouldn't meddle.

We must improve where we can.

If I've discovered anything
from touring England,

it's the suffering that needs my help.

Never try to do good, Your Majesty.

It always leads to terrible scrapes.

Lord Melbourne, that is not
what is preached from the pulpit.

No. That's why I never go to church.

One always hears
the most extraordinary things.

I've made no promise to him.

But sometimes I feel
quite alone in the world.

Never while I'm here, Your Majesty.

Lord Melbourne is akin to a miracle.

He has proved to be most generous
and sensitive,

quite wondrous in a politician,

someone I trust and hold dear.

He is the best company imaginable.

Sometimes we laugh so much,
it's as if we were naughty children.

Oh, Albert, I so look forward to the day
when you can know and value him

as I do.

Yours affectionately, Victoria.

Plenty of praise for Lord Melbourne
and not much of anything else.

- Everything comes to he who waits.
- And if nothing comes, what then?

You've played with me, Baron.

And now it is enough.
I'm going back to England.

There must be a reason
if you wish to visit Her Majesty.

Then find me a reason.

Ich will diesen...

So, are you going to propose?

What? What am I supposed to think?
You're going to enjoy the weather?

I'm going to spend some time with her,
that's all.

Besides, I am forbidden.

It has to come from her, apparently.

So I could not propose,
even if I wanted to.

And do you want to?

Walk on! Hup, hup!

Please hold still. I'm afraid
I always find noses a challenge.

Am I permitted to talk?

Yes, but you can't move.

There's nothing to rival
an English garden.

Of all my life in Kensington,
it's the only part I'll miss.

But the gardens at Buckingham Palace,
surely...

- You're moving!
- Oh.

Now you're smiling.

Impossible!
You're worst than him!

I believe we have a duty
to those in need of our protection.

It is the business of every sovereign

to champion the dispossessed,
for no one else will.

Take housing. May I show you?

Industry is expanding so fast

that people are not considering
where the workers will live.

But I've been experimenting.
By building these in units of two,

you can build safe, clean homes for
two families for less than the cost...

I'm sorry. I don't mean to preach.

No, there's no need to apologise
for being passionate.

It seems I have a lot to learn.

With all my duties and...

- And I do take them very seriously.
- I know you do.

But plenty of people
will expect me to fail.

And there are even more
trying to take advantage

of my youth and inexperience.

Then, they don't know you like I do.

May I keep this?

So, remember, the first thing
is to find an anchor point.

So, take your hand back
to beneath your chin.

Good. This is where
it will come every time.

Now, release the bow.

Your hand must cover the leather,
like this.

And make a firm claw.
One finger, two fingers.

- Claw.
- Yes, and back to beneath the chin.

Bend this arm slightly.
Rotate to catch the arrow.

Good.

Very good. Now, try with an arrow.

- Ah. He's still here?
- At my mother's insistence.

Certainly not mine.

Where am I to live?

Am I to be abandoned here?

Or am I to beg along the highways
for a crust?

Come now. You will move
into the palace with the Queen.

But she's arranged
a separate apartment for you.

It will allow you both more privacy.

I... I don't want privacy
from my own child!

To exclude us will launch
the new reign in a cloud of scandal.

I know your game, my lord.

You want to be her father, her mother,
and who knows what else.

If I'm not to be her private secretary,
then what?

I'm sorry. I can see
that I am not speaking clearly.

You have played the game and lost.

The Prime Minister is here,
Your Majesty.

Thank you, Duchess.

Have I thanked you properly
for accepting the post?

It will involve
a good deal of inconvenience.

To be Mistress of the Robes
is a great honour.

I'm only anxious to prove worthy of it.

My Lord Melbourne
thinks you'll be perfect.

How is Albert's visit going?

He writes Victoria is under
Melbourne's control. He's frustrated.

Then he must stay in England

until the Queen thinks more of him
than she does of Melbourne.

Queen Elizabeth never married.

It didn't spoil things for her.

Are you familiar with the Coronation
Chair and the ancient Stone of Scone?

Familiar, yes... but quite in awe.

I'm terribly afraid of disappointing
on a day I so want to do it perfectly.

Just be yourself. Your instincts
are always to your credit.

I'm sorry. They're preparing
the Abbey for the ceremony.

I'm told they asked permission
for a glimpse of Your Majesty.

- Don't be sorry.
- God bless, Your Majesty.

I do want to help them,
whatever you say.

And not just the labouring poor,
but the hungry and the homeless.

There are people who are lost. Whose
business is it to see to their welfare?

Well, in my experience, it's best
to let these things develop naturally.

If you interfere,
you risk overturning the cart.

Prince Albert doesn't agree. He's made
a study of the working man's condition.

He's full to the brim
with ideas for their improvement.

Is he indeed? How inspiring.

Well, good. He sounds like a young man

ready to take charge
at the first opportunity.

Then, you had better master
the rules of the game

until you play it better than they can.

Are you quite sure about that, ma'am?

Make your move.

Well?

You may not accompany me
to the Proclamation Ceremony.

You may not attend the Coronation.

Perfect.

- You're unprepared.
- No experience! Too young!

Then, they don't know you like I do.

Don't look so surprised.
The Queen has many different duties.

It's heartening to see she won't
neglect them, even on Coronation Day.

- I don't think Dash would allow it.
- Try to get some rest before the ball.

I will. Since I firmly intend
to dance until dawn.

Her Majesty the Queen.

Are you sure this is wise?

It's been quite a day. Are you tired?

Oh, no.
Ah, well, not really. It's just...

Well, I'm stronger than I look.

- How much longer are you in London?
- Only until Friday.

Then home via Brussels.
Uncle Leopold must have his report.

Oh, dear. I have a quadrille
with the Prince of Prussia next.

My poor little toes.
I feel sorry for them already.

Your Majesty.

I've had a letter from King Leopold.

He proposes
extending this visit of Prince Albert.

- And what have you answered?
- Nothing yet.

Well, perhaps you should tell your uncle

you need to focus
on your new duties right now.

Thank you for being my messenger.

I hope I've given my uncle enough
detail. Fill in anything I've missed.

- He takes a great interest in you.
- Yes, don't I know it.

You should see the questions
he asks by every letter.

Like a never-ending examination.

Lord Melbourne calls him this...

What about Lord Melbourne?

Nothing.

- The French Ambassador is here.
- Right. Erm...

I wish you a good journey.

Victoria?

I would so like to be useful to you.

If there is ever an opportunity.

I know you would.

But not yet.

Have you read this?

No, sir.

It seems
she does not think it appropriate

to discuss politics in our otherwise
"delightful correspondence".

- Which was dictated by Melbourne.
- Damn it!

Do something!

I can't get past Melbourne.

Then get him past Melbourne!
Get him into her bed!

My dear Victoria,
Uncle Leopold is full of ideas

of how you and I may spend
more time together.

And I must say I hope that some
of them, at least, will come to pass.

Dear Albert,
you've been keeping secrets.

When did you learn
to dance so beautifully?

Lord M assures me
the next several months

will be particularly gruelling
and busy for me as a new Queen.

Thus, I am not certain
when I shall see you again.

I look forward to your every letter,

enjoying the detail of life in Germany,
and wishing to share more.

- Waterloo might not...
- Yours affectionately, Victoria.

Ah, this quite inoffensive little game
can turn into an effective weapon!

Lord Melbourne says
French doctors kill their patients.

English ones just let them die.

I thought he might be here tonight.

He's thrown me over
for Lady Holland.

- I expect Your Majesty will miss him.
- Not too severely. He's back tomorrow.

No, no, no.
I meant when he's out of power.

What?

Well, only, I don't wish to crow, but...
I thought it was common knowledge

that he's about to lose the vote.

Schatzi?
I thought you were in your bedroom.

Never mind.

Shh. Shh.

- You won't desert me, will you?
- Never.

Mein liebes Schatzi.

Every one of your ladies is the wife
of a friend of Lord Melbourne.

Surely you can see how that looks?

You should not set such store
by appearances, Sir Robert.

I only ask for a token. For two ladies,
even one, who supports my cause.

Otherwise, it must seem as if
Palace and Parliament have fallen out.

- I want to go in.
- I beg your pardon, ma'am.

Her Majesty is with the Prime Minister
and cannot be disturbed.

But that will not apply to her mother.

I'm very sorry, ma'am.

Let me understand you.

Are you saying it is the Prime Minister
who selects my household?

- Has the law changed in this regard?
- No, of course not.

Well, then, there cannot be
much more to be said.

Good day, Sir Robert.

Could you please ask Lady Portman
to come in as you leave?

Yes, ma'am.

I wonder if you could have a note
delivered to Lord Melbourne.

Of course, ma'am.

# What power...

Mrs Melbourne!

# Art thou...

- Good God! What are we coming to?
- Who was it? I didn't see.

The Duchess of Montrose. That's
the end to her career at Court, I hope.

If I ban everyone who thinks me wrong,
you and I will be alone in the ballroom.

With sorrow, I must inform the House

that I have been unable
to persuade the Queen

that her ladies should not solely
adhere to the views of my opponents.

I have therefore informed Her Majesty

that I am not qualified
to form a government,

if I do not enjoy her confidence.

Mr Speaker, are we to understand
that the great Sir Robert Peel

has been frightened off
by a few frilly petticoats?

Prime Minister!

Mr Speaker, what frightens me

is to see the Crown
used as a shuttlecock

in the game of politics!

Which, apparently,
Lord Melbourne plays better than you!

Order!

Constitutional crisis!

Queen flouts Prime Minister!
Threat to bring down Tory government!

- Order!
- Constitutional crisis!

You should be
ashamed of yourself, sir.

If the Queen has been foolish,
she can plead youth.

You are old enough to know better.

What troubles you is that Lord
Melbourne is Prime Minister again.

I do hate a bad loser.

We are all losers in this, sir.
Most especially the Queen.

You have to understand you reign

by right of Parliament.
Work with the voters' choice.

- Lord Melbourne says...
- He says what suits his interest.

He has used you to punish his enemies

without a thought
for the damage to the Crown.

The Queen is in the clutches
of Melbourne, the great seducer!

And when he is silent,
who does she listen to?

- Her German mother.
- I'm glad he thinks I listen to Mama.

You are confusing stubbornness
with strength, my dear.

And I warn you,
the people will not like you for it.

She's brought down
a government over her ladies?

- Apparently.
- Then she's a fool.

No, she is not a fool.
But she has listened to a fool.

Then she had better change her advisor.

Or things will get worse
before they get better.

Open the door.

"Not all the water
in the rough, rude sea

can wash the balm off
from an anointed king. "

"The breath of worldly men

cannot depose the deputy
elected by the Lord. "

"For every man... "

Sir John, what are you doing here?

- I must speak to the Queen.
- You know that's impossible.

"Welcome, my lord.
How far off lies your power?"

An armed man
has been found in the gardens.

- What?!
- He said he wished to harm the Queen.

"... discomfort guides my tongue
and bids me speak of nothing but... "

They think I have interfered in matters
that do not concern me.

It'll pass, ma'am, you'll see.

My dear Victoria,
while these days may feel endless,

please do not lose faith
in yourself or your people.

We are all allowed to make mistakes,

most especially when
we have looked to others for guidance.

The storm still rages
outside the palace walls.

I wonder now if everyone was right.

Perhaps I am too young and
inexperienced for my position.

Open your mind, examine your choices,

and your honesty
will take you through the storm.

I promise that you can do this work
and do it well.

You have courage and heart

and you said yourself
you're stronger than you look.

A letter from your mother.

My dearest child.

You will not let me come to you,

and that I may deserve,

but however you resent me,

however I have failed,
I am still and always your mother.

What troubles you, troubles me.

What pleases you, pleases me.

I love you.

And my only prayer is that one day
you will understand how much.

Goodnight, mein Liebling.
Your own Mama.

My dearest Albert.

You asked me once
if you could be of help to me,

and I so proud and confident
of my great powers replied, "Not yet".

But since that day
so much has changed.

I'm not forgiven yet.

Not yet, but soon.

Just wait for unseasonal weather
or the news of some elopement,

and it'll all be forgotten.

You don't have a very high opinion
of ordinary people,

do you, Lord Melbourne?

With respect,
I have lived longer than Your Majesty.

I said once I didn't understand

whose task it was
to see to the public welfare.

Ma'am, in my lifetime,
I have seen with my own eyes,

what happens
when the rabble is empowered.

Lord Melbourne.

I want a report on living conditions,
on parish benefits,

housing, all of it.
And by the end of the month.

And one more thing... I have invited
Prince Albert for another visit.

Very good, Your Majesty.

When you get there, don't be a spy
or Uncle Leopold's puppet.

It's your life, Albert. Live it.

For yourself and for Victoria.

Our uncle wouldn't thank you for that.

I don't care.

- I should have worn the red.
- You look beautiful, Your Majesty.

His Serene Highness Prince Albert of
Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, Your Majesty.

I only just got your note.

I was riding.

Sit. Please.

- The park is marvellous.
- I'm so pleased you like it.

I do want you to feel quite at home.

I'm sure you're aware
why I wished you to come here.

Because it would make me happier
than anything...

...too happy, really,
if you would agree to what I wish.

- And stay with you?
- And stay with me.

- And marry you?
- And marry me.

Wilt thou have this woman
to thy wedded wife?

To live together
after God's ordinance,

- in the holiest state of matrimony?
- I will.

Now I am quite married.

- You know when we're old...
- Hmm.

...and surrounded by our children...

...we will remember this
as the day our lives began.

Not too surrounded, please.

And not too soon.

Oh? I should warn you that
I am expecting a very large family.

- Good morning, wife.
- Good morning.

Have you woken Her Majesty?

- No, ma'am.
- Don't you think you should?

No, ma'am. Not this morning, I don't.

Let's take a little tour
and visit Scotland.

I hear if any part of Britain is like
Germany, it's the Scottish Highlands.

- Yes, we must one day.
- No. Straight away. Now.

- Now?
- Only for a few weeks.

You're a bride.
They can't expect you back before that.

Dearest, I may be a bride
but I'm also a queen.

I cannot be away
for more than three days at the most.

What are you doing?

Well, if we've only got three days...

So tell me, will the weather
be this fine for all of the three days?

Yes.

Albert, where are you going?

- Seriously, is it always like this?
- Yes!

We will take care of each other,
won't we?

Always.

How changeable they are.

They hate you. They love you.
They hate you.

They punished her...
but they never hated her.

And now she's a bride and back on top.
Until the next mistake.

What on earth have I done with my life?

I had many gifts, you know.

As a boy, I was tipped for success.

You have served me well.

What is that?

Dear Albert, why haven't you
responded to my last two letters?

I must be kept informed
of your progess.

I need help. England's help.

And you must and will secure it for me.

Never forget
that you are first a Coburg.

Your Uncle Leopold.

- What is it?
- Just a question for Lord M.

- Could I help?
- It'll keep.

Why are these windows so dirty?
I can hardly see out.

Same as the fires, I'm afraid.

The departments can't agree to wash
inside and out at the same time.

- Why don't we do something about it?
- I quite agree.

Because it's how things are done here.
And it's worked well for many years.

Meanwhile, we live
in a filthy, freezing house.

We live as guests of the Queen.

Thank you, Baroness, for reminding me
that I am a guest here.

Let him go.

How is Albert settling in?

Why? What have you heard?

He says he wants to reorganise
the way the palaces are run.

Well then, for Heaven's sake, let him!

He says
that Lord Melbourne controls me,

and he says that Lehzen controls me.

It seems everyone controls me
except him.

A man who has no work
becomes ridiculous.

And a poor man with a rich wife must
work twice as hard as anyone else.

- Besides, you have chosen well.
- My Uncle William chose well.

- You did not take on half his duties
- You don't know that.

You don't know what I did.

- What is this for?
- Your Royal Highness.

The Red Room dinner service, sir.
For the officers guarding the King.

- What king?
- King George III, sir.

And how often do we provide

this dinner for a king
who has been dead for 20 years?

Every night, sir.

I cannot believe I'm being
subjected to this interrogation.

You're not being subjected
to anything, Sir John.

You have been in charge of the
Duchess's finances for many years.

Indeed, you have made public
statements testifying to their health.

- Yes, I have.
- I am so grateful.

All I am asking is that you
will be so good as to tell us

exactly where the money has gone?

Are you sure?

Congratulations, ma'am.

Mein liebes Schatzi! I'm so happy.

- Meine Liebling!
- Heavens, Mama, don't crush me.

You'll let me know at once
if there's anything you need.

You're not going already?

I cannot leave too soon for my daughter.

- Anyway, I have a lot on my mind.
- Something I could help with?

Congratulations.

Your Highness.

There's your opening,
if you'll take my advice.

Lord Melbourne, forgive me, but...

you seem to have confused me
with a member of your club.

I am not your drinking companion,
nor your whist partner.

I am the husband of your sovereign.

And as such,
I will make my own decisions,

and I neither seek
nor invite your advice.

Good evening.

So...

- Are you discussing names?
- We're discussing the help.

He writes that he'd prefer
not to talk politics in his letters,

but only to discuss news of the family.

I have planned this marriage
for 20 years!

And now I'm supposed to accept
that I have failed?!

On the contrary, Your Majesty,
we must accept it.

The birds have flown.

Your Majesty.

I've been boring
Sir Robert and the Duke

with my ideas for encouraging the Arts.

Hmm. Does Sir Robert
care for such frivolity?

I have many interests, ma'am.

And my government
would support the Prince's plans.

Your government?
What government is this?

If I should be fortunate enough
to form another government, ma'am.

And when he does, there'll be
no repeat of the old problem.

Some of your ladies have
already agreed to resign.

And Sir Robert will ask for
no more change than that.

Thank you, Sir Robert.

How dare you speak to me in that way
before them.

How dare you... talk across me,
as if I were a child.

- I... I did no such thing.
- Oh, no?

Well, you've sorted this,
you've sorted that.

You and Sir Robert.

You and the Duke.
All without reference to me!

- Victoria, I thought you'd be pleased.
- I will tell you what you thought.

You thought that I was a woman!

To be petted
and passed over and ignored!

Would it were so simple then we might
avoid more scandals of your making.

- Have you lost your mind?!
- Do you wonder at it?

Less than three years on the throne
and you and your precious Melbourne

have pushed this monarchy
to the brink of an abyss!

I've told you before and I will again,

you are my husband here,
and that is all!

- And that is quite enough, believe me!
- I will not have my role usurped!

I wear the crown.

Any mistakes will be my mistakes,
and no one else will make them.

No one! Not even you!

I'm leaving before you excite
yourself and harm the child.

You will go when I dismiss you.

I am your Queen
and I am telling you to stay.

Goodnight, Victoria.

You may not go. You may not go!

I order you to stay here in this room!
Albert!

Guard, royal salute!

Present arms!

There is no need
for you to accompany me.

I said I would and so I will.

Walk on. Hup!

For pity's sake smile, woman.
Anyone would think we'd quarrelled.

Don't talk to me.

There's nothing more I can do here.
The Prince needs rest.

Your Majesty.

I'm so sorry!

I thought I was going to lose you!

- He was not a very good shot.
- Why did you do it?

You're so stupid! Why did you do it?

I had two very good reasons.

First, I am replaceable
and you are not.

- You are not replaceable to me.
- Shh.

Second... you are the only wife
I've got or ever will have.

You are my whole existence. And
I will love you until my last breath.

We're told the man was mad.

Is that reassuring? I can't decide.

May I be honest, ma'am?

Even a politician can be sometimes.

My guidance...
hasn't always been faultless...

...and I'm sorry for it.

- But I speak now as a true friend.
- I know.

The Prince is a good man.
A better man than any of us knew.

I know he does not think as well of me.
My vanity is not the issue here.

He is able.

He is clever.

And he's faithful.

Let him share your work.

There is one task more
Your Majesty must face...

if the Prince
is to feel truly welcome here.

I needed her so much as a child.

I hope you don't mind,
I had your desk brought in.

- Don't I have a say in this?
- No!

- Good morning, wife.
- Good morning.

His Royal Highness Prince Albert.
Her Majesty the Queen.

# My love

# Your love

# Has opened up a world
I've never known

# All hope

# Was found

# A place I never dreamed I would go

# Feels like only yesterday

# I had locked my heart away

# Safe behind a castle of stone

# Sure I'd always be alone

# Only you

# Know how

# To hear me through

# The silence

# You reach a part of me

# That no one else can see

# Forever true

# There's only me

# And only you

# Only me and you

# In your faith

# I trust

# With you beside me
I am standing strong

# One truth

# Two hearts

# You took my life
and made it beautiful

# So you dare to let me shine

# Even walk a step behind

# Willingly you give yourself to me

# Knowing who I was born to be

# Only you

# Know how

# To hear me through

# The silence

# You reach a part of me

# That no one else can see

# Forever true

# There's only me

# And only you

# Only me and you

# Only you

# Know how

# To hear me through

# The silence

# You reach a part of me

# That no one else can see

# Forever true

# There's only me

# And only you

# Only me and you

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