The Royals (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 9 - And Then It Started Like a Guilty Thing - full transcript

Previously on The Royals...

I came for the diamonds.
I'm taking them back to her.

These are for you.

Last time I saw you,
I was in rehab.

And you wouldn't share
your drugs.

Brandon Boone was a member of
Robert's military company.

All I know is the Major who contacted me
is missing and I expect to be next.

My brother didn't kill
himself, did he?

No. I'm the one
that killed him.

I won't be the girl
waiting for the guy to show.

I would never be the guy
to stand you up.



We may have more in common
than I realized.

Maybe we can help each other.

I want to have a drink.

Good.
Fresh pomegranate juice.

I loved Violet
and I always will.

You killed the wrong maid. Bitch.

The night King Simon was attacked,

what time did he
arrive back at the palace?

So it was Lucius, then.
Ted Pryce confirmed.

That he killed Simon?
He didn't.

But he did kill Alistair.

What's your take
on Jeffrey Stewart?

That he might be an even
bigger sociopath than you?

Dominique Stewart. She was
your father's true love. She died.



- You killed her, didn't you?
- I did no such thing.

- You did it so you could be Queen!
- That's not true.

- You did!
- Admit you did it!

I did it.

I did it.

Does any of it even matter?

To Jeffrey Stewart, it does.

It won't bring her back.

It's not gonna bring me back.

He'll just ruin
his daughter's life.

And so will you.

♪ We build upon
soldiers in the ground

♪ For a little while,
for a little while...

Ooh.

Is Jasper Frost
still closing in on you?

What did he find?

♪ You rest upon
an island in July...

There wasn't enough time.

If Lucius was in the palace,
which clearly he was,

he wouldn't have had time
to leave,

- attack the King and return.
- So why confess?

Some people do it for notoriety.

Others might be made
to take the fall.

Whatever the reason, there's
a bigger question to ask.

If he didn't do it, who did?

I've been through every frame
of footage from that evening.

I even expanded the grid,
like we talked about.

Eight and half million people
and not one of them saw anything.

- It's impossible.
- I agree.

There's no such thing
as a perfect crime.

So we must be missing something.

Jasper.

I know I told you
to be great for Lenny.

This is it.

She hasn't...

mentioned anything about
the birthday party, has she?

If you're asking
if she's still with Mandy,

the answer is no.

Might be hope for you yet.

Yeah. I don't think so.

I'll let you know
if I find anything.

Hello?

And then we're not.

The thing we never talk about...

- Your Majesty?
- The victims we've left in our wake.

Too many good people
have been lost

for us not to make
things right...

for them and for you.

What can I do for you, Rachel?

King Cyrus
and his pregnant maid:

What's our plan?

What's the play?

The play... is redemption.

I need you to do
something for me.

I want you to be
extremely discreet.

Oh.

More discreet than that.
Make the call.

Tell me about your family.

Mr. Hill!

- Well?
- Apologies.

I was looking for Princess
Eleanor's room.

Looks like the toilet
in Trainspotting.

I'll have you know, this is the first
time I've cleaned my own room ever.

First boys, then drugs.
Didn't you say?

Indeed I did.

And also girls.

Obviously. But that's...
a whole other painful tale.

It's a start.

The first steps are often
the most difficult ones, Your Highness.

I'm proud of you.

Thanks.

- Who is it?
- It's Nigel Moorefield.

Uh, just a minute.

Oh, babe.
I didn't know it was you.

I just said my name.

Please. Come in.

I've been thinking
about you and...

not getting dressed.

Are those, um, bunk beds?

Mm-hmm. I'm on the bottom.
I mean...

unless you want me on top.

You know, I'm actually in a bit
of a hurry. So, uh, rain check?

Fun. Can't wait.

- Would you?
- Of course.

You... You look very pretty.

I know.

- Oh.
- Hi.

This is my new boyfriend.

Oh, bye, my love.

Oh.

James?

Remember when you said to me
if I ever needed space just to ask?

- Mm-hm.
- I'm going to see a friend.

The last time
you met a friend...

I know. This isn't that.

Take your phone and you call me
if you need anything. Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Oh, and, Princess... have fun.

Hi.

Hi. Oh, you came.

- Of course.
- Please, have a seat.

I need a favor.

Okay.

Please, have a seat. Wait.

I need your weapon.

Please, have a seat.

I need to speak with you.

In confidence.

Please, take a seat.

With all respect, ma'am,
I'd rather stand.

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

Can I be of any assistance?

I plan to assemble this cot
for my son.

So bring me any tools
I may require

and keep
my bourbon decanter full.

Of course, Your Majesty.

I'm at your service.

Is there a problem, sir?

Whatever it is you're doing,
it stops now.

I don't follow.

Accessing the surveillance database.

I was gonna come to you, sir,
when I had something, eventually.

- Regarding what?
- The King's murderer.

The King's murderer
is in prison.

But it wasn't Lucius, sir.
He was in the palace.

Mr. Frost, there are experts
who are paid to make this their work.

Your work, however,
is to keep the Prince safe.

What you're doing is not only
distracting, it's dangerous.

More dangerous
without my weapon.

Oh, for the love of God, will you
stop it with the English accent?

Look, son, there are decisions
made here every day without you.

High-level,
covert conversations.

If there is
something I should know Mr. Pryce...

There's nothing you should know beyond
this. The King's murderer is in prison.

I went out on a limb for you,
Mr. Frost.

I gave you a second chance.

And a first.
And a third, as well.

Let it go.

I'm sure you're wondering
why I've asked you here.

I assume it's because you
want to use me as a pawn

in your quiet battle
with my mother and uncle.

No. The people are upset.

Our polls show a referendum
to abolish would pass in a landslide.

When it does,

what change will you be able
to affect then?

Who said I wanted
to change things?

You did. On YouTube.

Ten millions viewers.

Now that was either an
incredibly savvy PR stunt

or you were
genuinely inspired and inspiring.

It wasn't a PR stunt.

I know you were in line
for the throne.

And I have to assume

you wondered what type of
leader you'd be.

Well, my instinct tells me
you'd be a great one.

And I'm willing to give you
the chance to find out.

What would I be doing, exactly?

Well, I envision you

as a kind of cultural
ambassador to young people.

You could do a great deal here.

We have the power, the influence
and the relevancy the monarchy once had.

Will you at least consider it?

Okay.

Good.

And, please, reach out if you
have any questions at all.

Or if you simply
want to get a drink.

Lord knows,
I need one some days.

I know the feeling.

I can see myself out.

Oh, and, Liam, this position,

it would be in New York.

- In case that mattered.
- Good to know.

I have some things to say to you

and I thought it best I say
them directly and in person.

Alistair Lacey is alive.

So, while your intentions
were shameful...

it seems you're no murderer.

And if shameless intentions
mattered around here,

we'd all be in prison.

You're going to be removed
from incarceration

and absolved of any charges.

And my position? My work?

I can't forgive you
for betraying me, Lucius.

I can't and I won't.

Then, with all due respect,
Your Majesty...

I killed the King of England.

And I will remain in prison
till my dying day.

We're going to absolve you
of all charges.

You will not!

All the work we put into this,

all the sacrifices we made, you made,

the monarchy cannot
overcome another scandal.

We both know it.

One more global disgrace
and the people will vote to abolish.

If they don't storm the gates
and burn the place down, instead.

Lucius, you're in prison for
a crime you didn't commit.

How could you want
to protect this?

Why would you care?

Because it was my life.

I was in league with history
and greatness,

tethered to Edgar
and Alfred The Great.

1,500 years of rule.

I would rather remain
in prison...

and see it all flourish,

than be exonerated
and see it burn.

It's just a house, Lucius.

No.

It's a home.
And it was my home.

And you were my family.

Cyrus is not fit to rule.

Take it from him.

He has an heir.

A son.

Cyrus told me to kill Alistair.

Take it from him.

You said there was something
that you needed.

Right.

Um, I was just wondering...

Are you holding?

Imogen, I... I thought you
said that you were clean.

I just need a little something
to get me through the day.

Viktor keeps me away from anyone
or anything that could help me out.

So...

- Can you?
- I can't.

And I... I wouldn't.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Hey, what's going on with you?

This guy. Viktor,
he wasn't very nice to you at the party.

What's his story?

He's just used to getting
what he wants.

And?

And... I mean...

We stay in the finest hotels

and go to palaces and parties
and places I could never see.

So... that's why you need to get high,
because your life is so wonderful?

What's behind me that's got
you all freaked out?

Don't turn around, please.

Just smile and laugh like
we're having a good time.

I'm sorry, I have to go.

But thank you.
You really are a good friend.

Ah, Dimitri.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

So what do you think
is going on with her?

I don't know, Liam,
but she seemed so scared

and there was nothing
I could do.

What did Holden say
about this Viktor?

Just said he's a bad guy.
Whatever that means.

Len, I hate to pile it on,
but I've got some news.

I picked the wrong day
to clean up my drugs.

Lucius didn't kill Dad.

What?

- How do you know this?
- Jasper's investigating it.

I know you have your issues with him,

but he's the only one
I can count on lately.

But you can't, Liam,
and you shouldn't.

You're sure it wasn't Lucius?

- Yeah.
- Great.

So the killer's still out there.

Who the hell
knows why Lucius confessed?

This place is unbelievable!

You should have stayed
in New York.

About that...

I got an offer
to work for the Deputy PM.

It's in New York.

I remember the moment
that you came in here

and you told me you were
getting out with Ophelia.

The day Dad died.

I was happy for you, Liam,

that you might be free
from this place.

And as much as
I will miss you...

..and I will...

if I were you,
I would take that offer

and don't look back.

You can't trust anyone
around here.

- Hey.
- Hey. You okay?

Yeah. I just need to...
get something.

You hid a handgun in my bedroom?

- Clearly.
- Stash one under my bed next time!

I did. Ted just reprimanded me

for continuing to investigate
the King's death.

- You tell him about Lucius?
- He already knew.

- Told me to let it go.
- Which you won't do.

Not for a moment.
I'll see ya.

Jasper. Did you really hide
a loaded gun under my bed?

- Yeah.
- What if someone comes in?

- When was the last time?
- That's not the point.

Seriously, when was the last
time you had someone in here?

My birthday. I dunked Willow
in the Drunk Tank and then...

There it is.

Oh, shit.

I'm so sorry.

It happens.

Your sister
sets your palace on fire,

you pursue a girl who knows
something about your shady past,

forgetting the amazing girl
in your room for the next several days.

It doesn't just happen.

I... drank champagne.

I had fun.

And, when they evacuated
the palace,

I got an extra slice of cake.

No drama.

Come on,
I want to show you something.

Uh, by the way...

don't think I missed the part
about you pursuing another girl.

I thought you said no drama?

A little drama.

Imogen, I was so worried.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just slow down
and tell me where you are.

Imogen?

Imo...

Sorry. I didn't know
who else to call.

Oh, my God.

Your Majesty.

May I speak to you?

First child?

Children change everything.

Yes.

King Simon said that very thing.

You were close to Simon.

Until you had me dismissed. Yes.

I believe your beloved fiancé
had something to do with that, as well.

Whatever you've
come here to say...

I'm sorry.

I promise... I'm here out of concern
for you and your son.

Cyrus is a dangerous man.

I know everything I need
to know about the King.

Fair enough.

Then hear me as a mother.

Royalty is irreversible.

If you expose your son to
this life, to this world,

there's no going back.

Do you see this place?

Do you think I enjoy
living like this?

That I want my son
to live like this?

Well, my son is going to
enjoy the same life that you have.

And, once I marry the King,
I'll be Queen

and you'll be irrelevant.

I know you've struggled.

Believe it or not,
I did once, as well.

But this decision
you're making is forever.

And it's not just your forever.

It's your son's, as well.

The moment he's born,

his life will be public
and destined and not his own.

And Cyrus will be
his greatest influence.

Consider that.

I have.

And I've made my decision.

And now I would like you to go.

I'm naming him Simon.

You're the first to know.

He wanted to disband the monarchy.

Ask yourself why.

My first-born son is gone.

Protect yours.

Here. Hold this to your eye.

Gently. Gently.

I'm gonna call
my security detail.

No.

Please don't.

Please. It will only make
things worse for me.

This Dimitri guy, who was he?

He's an acquaintance
of Viktor's.

So you were seeing him
and Viktor found out?

No.

Viktor loaned me to him.

Okay, we're gonna
get out of here.

We're gonna go back to the palace
and we're gonna figure this out.

I can't.

I'm Viktor's property.

- Eventually, he'll find me.
- No, no, no, no.

You're nobody's property.

Ever.

I know this guy is powerful,
I know he's a bad guy,

but the world is a big place.

And the rest of your life
is a really long time.

Exactly.

The rest of my life will be a struggle
on my own. I can barely stay clean.

I'll work some shit job.

There's nothing
out there for me.

So you'd rather stay in this
screwed-up toxic environment,

than face a life without what?

Fancy clothes and parties?

Hey, hey.

The girl I met in rehab...

she had fight.

She had fire.

And you can use that fire
and get away from all this.

But to where?

Anywhere but here.

Oh, it's Viktor.

Imogen, open the door.

I'm so sorry.
I shouldn't have called you.

- Come on. Come on!
- Imogen, open the door!

- Why are you following me?
- I'm not.

I am.

You're both seriously missing out.

- Okay. Who wants to start?
- Why are you following me?

- Cos you're following him.
- Before today.

- I wasn't. Were you?
- No.

I was following him, though.

What are you following me for?

- I was following him, too.
- Why are you following me?

Your accent sucks and you're
close to the Princess.

- Your accent does suck.
- My accent does not suck.

So everyone thinks
I killed the King?

No, no, son. I know
you didn't kill the King.

- How's that?
- He's in love with the Princess.

Can't blame you there.

So you were following him.
Who was following you?

Whoever killed the King,
I suppose.

The King's killer is in custody.

35 years of service
to the crown, that man.

A stellar performance record.

Not even a suspect, but he
confesses months later.

He's got "fall guy"
written all over him.

He's right there.
It wasn't Lucius.

When Prince Robert was killed...

By you.

- There's no need for that.
- I think there is.

- It's been established.
- Okay.

When Robert was killed, by me,

the calls came from
inside the palace.

Then King Simon is killed,
not by me,

somewhere in this area.

I'm trying very hard not to
be the next dead man walking.

So I figured I'd find the killer
before the killer found me.

- I thought it might be him.
- It wasn't.

Well, that's unfortunate.

Are you sure the calls
came from inside the palace?

Open the door. Open the door!

- Viktor, please. I'm sorry.
- She's not sorry!

And this is about to become
an international incident!

We've gotta go.

Oh, there was one more thing.

Oh!

That's for Prince Robert.

Let's go. You're coming
with me. Come on!

The Deputy Prime Minister
offered me a job today.

It's in New York.

Are you considering it?

Possibly, for all the wrong reasons.

I'm interested to hear
what you think.

You know what I think.

The monarchy puts you in
a unique position.

Above the fray of politics
and self-interest.

We're ceremonial, for the most part.
It feels like we're irrelevant.

Oh, yeah?

Does that look irrelevant?

You see any members
of Parliament on there?

Maybe you should remind
the Deputy Prime Minister

that no one comes to London
to see her.

Open the door!

- Imogen.
- Stay away from her!

Argh!

Let go of her! Viktor!

Stay away from us!

There's always one jackass who brings
a knife to a gun fight.

- You okay, Princess?
- Yeah.

Say goodbye to the oil fields
in the North Sea, asshole!

You did this to me.

And I did it to myself.

And now... I'm done doing it.

Look after the Princess.

Mr. Blokov and I
are gonna have a little chat.

How did things go with Prudence?

She seems determined
to marry Cyrus.

So maybe it's a sign.

Have Alistair's blood tested.
Be with your true love.

Find...
life outside of these walls.

I was listening
to Liam's speech,

watching him these last few days.

He's so clearly Simon's son.

- But you don't know that.
- I do.

I know it in my heart.

Let's say you're right.

That doesn't mean
you can't have love

and life outside of these gates.

This is my life.

The Princess and Imogen are fine.

- And the Russian?
- Oh, Mr. Blokov and I...

reached an understanding.

Plus, the Princess got his attention
with her North Sea oil comment.

She's fierce, that girl.

You know...

I came here to steal
from them, because...

I thought
they hadn't earned it...

and didn't deserve it.

You had the chance
to take something valuable.

You passed it up
for something priceless.

You should return these
by hand this time.

♪ You say that you're afraid
of the dark

♪ So I turn out the lights...

I put some things for you
in that bag.

Clothes and stuff.
For your fresh start.

I'm so stupid.

Hey.

We're all stupid sometimes.

I... I just got caught up
in being someone else.

Someone better than me.

And then I was afraid
to let it all go.

We all want things.
You know?

We all want this...

glamorous lifestyle
we see from afar.

We want to be seen.

But not known.

Be known.

Being known is harder.

Being someone else is easier.

But being you...

it's better.

People make us feel
less than we are.

But we let them do it.

You sound like you're
speaking from experience.

Unfortunately, I am.

Someone once told me...

that the first steps are
always the most difficult.

I'm proud of you.

You took those first steps.

You got out.

I haven't been able to do it.

I've been too afraid.

I don't know how
I'm gonna do it on my own.

Hey.

You just will.

- You killed her, didn't you?
- I did no such thing.

- So you could be Queen.
- That's not true.

- Admit you did it.
- I did it.

I've been chasing this moment
for so many years.

It must be nice
to have reached the end.

But it's only the beginning,
Mr. Pryce.

We have work to do.

So much work to do.

Liam trusts you. And you're about to
destroy his entire world.

I thought
that's what you wanted.

That's what my dad wants.

I just see people who have nothing to do
with this about to be ruined.

Maybe in time you'll understand.

- I already understand.
- He trusts you, too.

Get out of my house.

I'm the King of England.

I could have had
any cot on the planet.

I just wanted to make
something good for my son.

I would say the thought
counts, Your Majesty.

Can I...

do anything else
for His Majesty?

Refresh the bare
or anything else you desire?

Could you get me some
pomegranate juice?

How is she?

She's a mess.

But she got out.

These are yours.

Why are you here?

I wanted to see you.

No. Before that.

Why did you come back?

Because I wanted to see you.

There's a girl in my room...
who chose

to stay in a very broken,

unhealthy place
for so many reasons.

She stayed
because she felt... unworthy...

you know, unloved.

Unworthy of being loved.

It occurs to me that there's always been
a girl in that room who felt that way.

And who made those choices.

But only one of the girls was
strong enough to get out.

And it's not me.

♪ And as the fever
starts to break

♪ I'll dig a hole for you

♪ And it would bury us

♪ While we turn into dust

♪ On the white wings of God

♪ On the white wings of God

♪ On the white wings of God

♪ On the white wings of God

Where's the funeral?

At your house,
if you keep it up, you little shit.

Big deal.

You guys are always hassling us.

You skate around here a lot?

- Almost every night.
- Don't talk to him.

Shut up, Carl.

Yeah, shut up, Carl.
You always filming?

Most of the time.

Anyone ever ask for your camera?

Is this about the King stuff?

Because I already lost my
camera for weeks for that.

You cops are
seriously inefficient.

I'm not a cop.
I'm from the palace.

Even worse.

At least the Princess is cool.

And the Prince.

- The guy's a douche.
- Shut up.

He's cute.

I was her security detail
for a long time.

- I bet that was a shit show.
- Carl, you have no idea.

Look, if you have any footage,
that would really help me out.

I'm a lot more efficient
than the cops.

We have another camera.

At least we had it.

But we put it somewhere
we weren't supposed to,

so we never told the police.

Where's that?

Up there.

You sure it's still up there?

It's up there.
We tried to get it down.

How do you think I got this?

♪ I'll dig a hole for you

You're gonna kill yourself,
Carl! Get down!

This is gonna be so rad.

You're gonna kill yourself!

♪ On the white wings of God

Hey.

Hey.

I turned down the job.
So I guess you're stuck with me.

Oh.

♪ On the white wings of God

I haven't been there for you
much since the funeral and I'm sorry.

It's not your fault, Liam.

There's a lot of things
that you can't help me with.

Most of them
I've created myself.

The most difficult one, it's Jasper.

He's trying, Len.

He's trying to help us
and I know he cares about you.

- Liam...
- He does.

I think you should give him
a second chance.

There's something
you need to know.

Your Majesty!

♪ On the white wings of God

♪ On the white wings of God

♪ On the white wings of God

♪ On the white wings of God

- Liam.
- You tried to rob us?

You looked me in the eyes
and you told me I could trust you.

Liam, stop! Stop, Liam!

I know who killed your father!