Gunpowder (2017): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript

As the King's network of spies close in on them Catesby and Wintour try to raise an army for their plot across mainland Europe. The plotters then gather in London and a plan is formed.

Every Papist in the
Kingdom is a potential traitor.

They must be watched and
made to answer for their crime.

What you propose, sir,
is a recipe for rebellion.

On the contrary,
My Lord Northumberland

it is a recipe to avoid rebellion.

My sister was crushed like a seed.

My brother, butchered like a hog.

They will be revenged.

The sword plays no part
in what we do.

Can His Majesty not see
the danger the Kingdom is in?

Flanders is where these
dangerous spirits are gathered.



My name is Guy Fawkes.

I have nothing to do with
desperate men.

I am... a desperate man.

Gentlemen.

His Excellency,
the Constable of Castille.

Ahem.

Your Excellency,
I am Robert Catesby...

His Excellency knows who you are,
Master Catesby.

State your purpose.

My purpose is to
kill the King of England.

In our country, as Catholics

we are hunted

prisoned, fined

banished, tortured and hanged.



Kings are anointed of God.

James is a pretended king.

And a tyrant.

God alone disposes of kings.

Good or bad.

Help us, Excellency.

Spain is our only hope.

How would have Spain help you?

Send us soldiers.

Send us arms and horses

that we may restore
the True Faith.

The treaty that is presently
under negotiation

between his Catholic Majesty
King Felipe

and King James of England

will see an end to your
persecution.

Before any treaty is signed

we will be overpowered
and uprooted

We will be utterly destroyed.

I beg you, Excellency.

Do not suffer this to happen.

We will consider your petition.

Sir, if you saw what I have seen

you would not weep tears
of pity and rage

though your eyes would
be pricked and red.

You would reach for your sword

as I reach for mine.

I have news of Catesby.

He was seen in the company
of his cousin Wintour

and also with Jack Wright.

Catesby, Wintour and Wright.

That is a dangerous pack.

Where are they now?

Wright has returned to Yorkshire

but Catesby and Wintour
have not been seen since.

Instruct the searchers at the ports

to keep a lookout for Catesby
and his cousin.

Have them closely watched.

If they're trying to join
Stanley's exiles in Brussels

I want to know about it.

Very good.

Good day, Madam.

What a splendid house.

I had not expected anything
so... beautiful.

Perhaps a little barren.

We have you to thank
for our bareness, sir.

What a wonderful inheritance.

I congratulate you
on your great good fortune.

Get you gone, sir!
- Elizabeth.

Toad.

Good try.

The boy's father is not at home?

Have you come all this way to
put me to interrogation?

I ask not as the King's secretary

but as a neglectful father.

I have a son of my own.
William.

But I am too much about
the King's business

and so see little of my boy.

To my great regret.

You have it right, sir.

You are too much about
the King's business.

I am merely the servant of the state.

I was apprenticed to this trade
by my father.

It is a trade that deals in darkness.

Well, I cannot deny it.

Has your cousin Robert
travelled out of the Kingdom?

It seems you have come to interrogate.

Your cousin, it seems, is set
on a very perilous course.

But he may still be turned back.

Help me to save him
before it is too late.

Tell me where he is.

I try to see the good in men, sir.

For that is the Lord's teaching
and my poor understanding of it

that we all have goodness
in our hearts

before evil and darkness.

But you, sir...

You have racked and tortured.

You have hunted and struck down

and led the condemned
to the block

and to the stake.

Your trade has become your life, sir.

Both are conducted in darkness.

That was truly delicious.

May I trouble you for more?

Ready my horse.
- My Lord?

Ready my horse.

Yes, My Lord.

When does your father
return from Brussels?

My father is not in Brussels.

I think you are wrong, young man.

I know he is in Brussels.

No, sir.

My father is in Spain.

That man is a devil.

Catesby is in Spain.

The cubs go to suckle at
their mother's teat.

Why have you brought us here?

His Excellency the Constable
directed me to bring you here

so that you might see
with your own eyes...

the pain Spain goes to protect
the True Faith.

- Who is she?
- A Jew.

Those who do not confess
die by fire.

Will Spain help us, yes or no?

Spain cannot support your design.

Spain would have a
Protestant king on the throne?

Spain would have a king
who would negotiate.

Twenty years is a long time
to be at war.

Have faith in Spain, gentlemen.

She will protect you

as she protects, by these means

the faithful in her own land.

No, we erred to come here.

Foreign princes will never
provide the remedy we seek.

We must instead rouse
our fellow Englishmen.

The remedy is close.

It is here.

In our hearts.
- Aye.

Just as it lives on in the hearts
of the exiles in Flanders.

Come, we have work to do.

From Don Juan Fernandez
de Velasco.

Constable of Castille.

To Charles de Ligne

presently residing in London.

The searchers at Dover
intercepted it this morning.

Make haste, Master Alford.

Break the Constable's cipher.

Let us hear what the Spanish
want for their treaty.

This way.

We are near.

No, no.

Who's this?

This is not Stanley.

I said I would speak to
Sir William Stanley

and no other.

Stanley is here.

I see in the son
the father I once knew.

Tom Wintour, my cousin.

A lawyer I'm told.
- Aye.

Though not versed
in argument well enough

to turn our friends in Madrid
to our purpose.

And what is your purpose?

Speak freely.

Fawkes here is my trusted
confederate.

We mean to lead
the Catholics of England

out of their oppression.

How? By what means?

If you help us raise an army
for the rebellion

all that I need can be
found freely in London.

It is there in abundant.

Gunpowder.

Wintour you trust?

With my life.

We'll need more men
for this venture.

There are others.

Equal to Wintour,
known to me personally

by family and kin.

Find them.
And swear them to your cause.

I will.

Fawkes is a man with
excellent knowledge

of engineering and fortification.

I do not know what to
make of him.

The man says nothing.

Well, that's his great strength.

You'll find him well-fitted
to your purpose.

If you say he is fitted,
then I will have him.

It will not be easy, Robin.

Cecil's espios are everywhere.

They must not discover
your design

or that I am gathering men
to invade England in your wake.

The sooner you strike

the more chance of success.

I am ready to return to England.

My Lord, we have deciphered
the Spanish letter.

Thank you, Master Alford.

I am most grateful.

Most grateful.

They will in no wise be soothed out

but rather disturbed

and the end you achieve will
be the opposite of that you intend.

Papists burst out
of the dark corners of the land

infecting the godly.

I know you have a misguided
sympathy for their plight

My Lord Northumberland

but we promised laws
against them.

We must now deliver on
that promise

or will we be utterly destroyed.

No.

If we enforce these laws

then the Spanish will
break off their negotiation.

The negotiations must
be brought to a good pass.

War has emptied the treasury.

Our Kingdom demands peace.

I, the King, demand peace.

As Your Majesty knows
better than we do

God demands true religion.

Fortunately, My Lords,
we can have both.

Both peace and true religion.

Spain does not like these laws,
nor their enforcement

but she will sign the treaty
nonetheless.

You cannot know this.

It is my business to know it,
My Lord.

Spain will put commerce
and self-interest

before any imagined duty to
the Papists of England.

Then I shall have my laws
against the Catholics as well.

But you had best be right,
My Lord.

Have you read
the King's proclamation?

'Let there no doubt

I have never at any time
entertained intention

of tolerating their utterly
abhorrent, wicked

and detestable religion.

The King's own words.

The Parliament

intends to make us
capital enemies of the state.

We are dogs to be beaten,
boars to be hunted.

We must pray

that God pours His love
and understanding

into the hearts of those in
Parliament who are against us.

You...

You...

You sit there in comfort.

Secreted away from Cecil
and his espios.

You... you read your books,
you drink your wine.

You do not lack for meat.

But I say that you have forgotten

that outside these walls

your flock suffers,
Father Garnet.

Spain has vowed to protect us.

They will not allow
these laws to pass.

I saw it...

when poor Father Smith
was brought to his Calvary.

I saw it in your eyes then
and I see it now.

You are a coward.

I am not afraid to defend
our faith with a strong arm.

Catesby has it aright.

I will stand with him.

You are no coward.

But here I hide.

With the priests all fastened
for my own purposes

so that I may survive
while others do not.

You are the flame around
which the faithful gather.

That flame must be kept burning.

I do not have your steadfast heart,
Anne.

No, you do.

And my heart is nothing like

as steadfast as you
would believe.

You have a strong heart.

I know it.

It is sometimes strong.

Sometimes weak.

It beats as a
woman's heart beats.

Your Majesty

Don Juan Fernéndez de Velasco

Duke of Frías
and Constable of Castille.

Your Majesty.

By this presence I'm authorised

by His Catholic Majesty
Felipe Ill of Spain and Portugal

to negotiate the treaty
between our two countries.

You are welcome, sir.

It is my earnest hope
that our work

may be speedily concluded.

Sir, His Catholic Majesty
is grievously disturbed

by laws lately proposed
in your Parliament

for the suppression of the faithful.

The good and wholesome laws
made in this Kingdom

are not the concern
of foreign princes.

My master is the protector
of the Catholics of England.

If the threat be not removed
within five days

my orders are
to return to Spain.

With your permission.

You all know me.

I am Robert Catesby.

I am a loyal son of the
One True Church.

I will see her restored
or I will die in the attempt.

I am Thomas Wintour.

And I am willing to die for
the One True Faith.

I am Jack Wright.

I place my life to this enterprise.

May God bless us.

I am Thomas Percy.

I will give everything I have...

my fortune and my life

to see the tyrant gone.

I've changed my name
as often as I have my coat.

Lately I'm called John Johnson.

Will you swear, sir, as we have,
each of us?

God knows I'm His servant.

He's heard a thousand times

all He needs to hear from me.

I have not heard it.

I make the same oath as you.

And to the same end.

You will all have heard
of Father Gerard.

A more staunch defender
of the faith you will not find.

He now stands with us.

Lord, govern and protect
these men

in their holy work.

We ask this in the name of
our one and only

Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.

- Amen.
- Amen.

No cause to question
the veracity of my sources...

You overreached yourself,
My Lord Cecil.

You are distracting the King!

I shall not choose between
one course and the other.

I say I shall have both the good

and necessary laws

to keep the Catholics
in their place

and my treaty with Spain.

Though I was promised both.

Was I not?

Aye, I was promised as much,
Master Secretary.

Your foolishness
has tangled us up.

If you have not undone
the knot by the time

I open the Parliament

I will find one who can.

The Constable.

He seeks to play me.

How could I be so deluded?

He intended his despatch to be read.

To what purpose?

For the very purpose
he has now achieved.

He has discredited me
in the eyes of the King

who now thinks he can do
without me.

If I am removed

Spain will outwit our negotiators

and have terms
all to their advantage.

Go you privately to the Constable.

If I were to be seen with
the Constable

our enemies would cry treason.

Then take pains to ensure
you are unseen.

Tell the Constable I am desirous

of having private
conference with him

at his earliest convenience.

My master will not countenance

that the laws against
the Papists be put aside.

Then the treaty must fail.

I say it must not.

We both...

Spain and England, you and I

have need of this treaty.

You have in mind
some compensation, sir?

Your ships, when they
venture into our waters

are attacked and often
destroyed.

We would allow your vessels

not only free access
to the Channel

but use of our seaports
to refit, shelter

and buy provisions.

Merchantmen?

And... warships.

This is something Spain
has proposed many times before.

We have always been refused.

This time, sir, I can ensure
it is agreed.

However, in return for
these articles

Spain must renounce her claim

to protect the Catholics
of England.

I understand the King
lately has occasion

to be displeased with you,
My Lord.

How may you be certain
of these articles?

The little game you devised, sir

has indeed placed me in a
difficult position.

But I know the King

and will recover the trust
that you hoodwinked from him.

However, I shall have
to bring him something.

What do you have in mind?

It will have to be generous.

Sweet Catherine.

I am near you.

Very near.

He knows?
- Aye.

Digby.

Catesby.

You will stand with us?

To the end.

How many men can you raise?

Twenty of my own household.

Another fifty working
and living on my lands.

They are loyal to the True Church

and will follow where I lead.

My brother Robert has
promised us thirty men more.

Rookwood, Keyes and Grant.

They say they can muster
another twenty each.

Wright has sworn his brother Kit
to our cause also.

One Tuesday next, the King

his councillors,
all the commons and the lords

will be utterly obliterated.

Our army will march on
Coombe Abbey.

We will seize the King's daughter,
the Princess Elizabeth.

We will place the child
upon the throne.

Northumberland shall be
Lord Protector.

Northumberland has joined us?

Percy is his kinsman

and is confident that
once we strike the blow

Northumberland
will take up his sword.

And while the Earl leads...

England's Catholics
will rise up as one man.

We will sweep aside
this heretic tyranny

and restore the England
of happier times.

How long have you slept
in this bed?

'Can

Since Christmas last.

Who told you you could sleep in here?

My grandmother, sir.

She had no right.

This is the bed in which
your mother died.

I'm sorry, sir.
Please forgive me.

Forgive me?

Forgive me?

Forgive me, Robert.

I have not been the man
I should have been.

I have not been the father
you deserve.

'Can

I have not known how.

For my absence.

For not binding myself to you

with all my strength

or loving you with a
heart that's full

and open as your own

can you forgive me?

You have so much
of your mother in you.

She would have taught me
how to hold you.

How to protect you.

That is all I have ever wanted.

To see you safe

and happy to see you prosper.

All that I do...

and all that I am...

the good and the bad...

all is to that end.

Remember this in days to come.

Promise me.

I do promise, Father.

This chamber is very
ill-favoured.

Ill-favoured, indeed.

Thus perfectly well-fitted
for those who gather here.

For they are a disorderly
and unseemly lot

the Parliament men.

And the things that they
say about me...

No king anywhere has
to suffer such disrespect.

If they should dare speak
insolently of you

I shall not be able to sit still.

Do not worry, Philip.

Here...

on Tuesday...

you will see how a king governs.

You will see the Parliament men

and the dukes and the earls
and the lords

lower their faces before me.

They bow to me.

There is clear passage to the river

for transportation of goods?

Aye, by the Parliament stairs.

My servant, John Johnson.

I shall take it.

I'm afraid that's still
not possible, sir.

I've already agreed
the lease of it.

Break it.

I shall £4 for the lease.

My husband's brother,
he's a coal merchant

and has the most urgent
need of it...

I say I shall take it,
Mistress Whinniard

on behalf of my patron,
the Earl of Northumberland.

£4 for the lease

and to compensate your
inconvenience...

another ten shillings.

With numerous reports from Kent

of unlawful gatherings of Papists.

My Lord, I have someone
you will want to see.

They ascended the stairs
to the private rooms.

They had their hats pulled
low around the faces

but I recognised three
of their number.

Who did you see.

My Lord, I did see
Robert Catesby

Thomas Wintour and Jack Wright.

Did you hear anything
of their conference?

Very little, sir.

They went to their room
as soon as they entered.

They are still there?
- As last I saw.

I came straight
to Sir William Wade.

I was promised payment!

Pay him half rate.

Bring me Catesby, Sir William.

Northumberland.

Is he with us?

The Earl is a cautious man

but I know my kinsman.

Once the deed is done

he will step forward
to lead our cause.

And the powder?
- We shall need 3,000 pound.

4,000.

To be sure.

To be transported by tunnel?

That'll take too long.

Even with a dozen
experienced miners.

With his company.

Percy, Jack.

Seek you out
the gunpowder merchant.

You have all you need, Father?

I have laid my head
on harder ground than this.

Tell him to be ready to muster
his tenants and servants.

Seize them!

Go!

Run, Father! Run!

Thomas!
Get him out of here!

Spread out and find him!

Oi!

Stop right there!

I do not fear you.

You will learn to fear me.

Strangers.

Quick, Father. Hide.

Anne!

Anne!

Anne!

Anne, are you there?

Anne!

Cousin! Cousin!

It's Robin.

Whatever your design, Robin,
it is finished.

It is in no ways finished.

Join us.

You have authority
with the faithful.

Lend it to us.

I will have no part
in what you contrive.

And I will know
nothing more of it.

I wish to confess.

Do not deny me...

the sacrament that is my right.

In the name of the Father,
the Son

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.
- Amen.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

What sins have you committed,
my son?

I have plotted murder.

The murder of the King.
- I will hear no more.

This is my confession.

The King...

his son, the Prince...

his wife, the Queen...

his councillors and
his Parliament

I will blow them all to Hell!

Enough!

I see pride in you.

Do you repent?
- No.

Then there can be no absolution.

Anne, you cannot be here.

You must leave, now.

Do you hate me so, Robin

that you would endanger me thus?

No.

Truly, I love you.

Stand with us.

I will not put my name to murder.

You damn him, cousin,
with your secrets.

You damn us all.

We are already damned.

The time has come for us to act.

Cecil has been to your house, Robin.

He waits for you to stumble.

And when you do, he will
take young Robert into his power.

And with your son, your house,
your lands

and all that you have

you play into his hands like
a silly, selfish child.

His anger will bring a storm
upon us all.

I fear...

that when my time comes

I will not have the strength
to endure

as Father Daniel did.

Nothing is certain.

God alone knows our fate.

This is certain.

This end...

it lies in wait for me.

Gerard is apprehended.
- What?

They've taken him to the Tower.
- No.

Come.

You will break.

And speak.

All men do.

You Romish prayers will not help you.

Your body is being drawn apart.

As your hands reach for Heaven

so your feet are dragged
to Hell.

One word and it ends.

Where is Robert Catesby?

Tell me where I may find him

and I will see you leave
here a free man.

'Can

'can

I live in God's grace and love.

I am already a free man.

Where is Catesby?

How long before he may
be questioned anew?

Within maybe
two to three hours, My Lord.

Two. Not three.

I depend upon you, Sir William.

Take him back to his cell.

Then go.

Be back within the hour.

Thank you.

Do I know you?

You do not.

What has the priest told you?

Naught.

Come.

Eat.

Eat.

Open it.

Catesby...

Can you walk?

We have to get to the river.

Fetch the priest.

My Lord.

Get up!

The priest has fled!

The priest escaped!

Escaped!

The priest has escaped!

There's been an escape
from the cells.

Get him!

No.

Find them!

This way!

Get down there, Father.

Come on, Robin. Come on.

Tom, Jack. Over here.

Move, move!

Hurry, Robin.

Hurry, Robin!
Get in!