The Spanish Princess (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - All is Lost - full transcript

Previously,
on " The Spanish Princess"...

Isabella
of Castile is dead.

The new Spanish queen has been
blown off course to these shores.

Now she is queen,
my father says we cannot marry.

Your father
will not pay the dowry.

There is no marriage
you can make now.

You're soiled,
have no dowry and no rank.

You mock us for our efforts
to keep this throne for you.

I will not
let him break me.

The Spanish princess and Prince Arthur
performed their marriage duties.

They knew each other.



I will not be an instrument
of yours, My Lady.

I remain a maid.

I will sooner believe
in God than that.

The baby
knew it wasn't wanted.

I have made a marriage between
my son and Princess Mary.

No one tells
me what to do.

We do not need
you, Catherine.

I will miss you, Rosa.

Highness.

I don't want to leave you,

but I need to see my family,
and I know that I shamed you.

Shh. Shh.

I didn't mean
to be a burden to you.

You have never
been a burden, Rosa.



You are my friend.

Señora...

it is not too late.

You could come with me
back to Spain,

leave Lina here
with Oviedo,

and we both go home
and start a new life.

Highness, I implore you to
join us on the voyage back.

I fear what fate awaits you
if you stay here now in England.

Ambassador,
Spain and England

may no longer need me
for the alliance,

but Harry loves me.

He told me he held fast
against them all.

He will be true to me.

Highness.

Rosa...

I want to give you
something.

No. Señora, no...

This compass helped Señor
Colombo to find his way.

Perhaps it will
help you as well.

It is yours.

He gave this to you.
It is precious.

So are you.

Maybe it will bring you
back to us someday.

Go well, dear Rosa.

I am sorry I will miss
your wedding.

Your bowman
is very beautiful.

We will attend each
other at our weddings,

but you will ever be
in our prayers.

There's nothing, Mother.

Every rabbit and even rats
are being caught and eaten.

Mother.

Watch your brother
and sister for me,

and tell them I will bring
them something to eat.

"Dearest Father,

my sister would usurp
my role in the alliance

by betrothing her son Charles
to English Princess Mary.

Impress upon her the value
of my wedding to Prince Harry

in strengthening
her kingdom now.

Have her send my dowry, and we
will have a double wedding."

Princess Mary.

Well, now,
don't we look fine?

Dido awaiting
her Aeneas.

I was about your age
when I was wed,

so there's
nothing to fear.

Don't be profligate
with the trim.

In Spain, they may treat
it as a gaudy spectacle,

but in England, marriage is to serve
God, king, and country.

Quite a haul you've got
yourself there, Master Dudley.

Dudley.

My Lady.

I bring you the
contributions of Essex.

People of Kent
proved more resistant,

but their dues to the Crown
will flow. I promise.

You look like a cat bringing
a dead mouse to its owner.

Please don't make a parade
of treasury affairs.

Oviedo.

I would like
to see the king.

I have orders to not
show you in, my lady.

"My lady"?

Oviedo,
she is "highness."

I'll take you.

I know the way,
Lord Stafford.

I do not need
an escort.

Well, I was your escort

when you first
came to England,

so why break the habit?

I was told I could
see the king.

The king?

Do you suppose
he idles here?

He has weddings
to arrange.

Then I wish
to see Prince Harry.

Prince Harry
is no longer here.

He's gone to get ready

for his wedding
to your niece,

Princess Eleanor.

Did your sister
not tell you?

It was arranged
before she left.

Harry will
not marry Eleanor.

No, he is
betrothed to me.

The king oversaw our
blessing by the bishop.

Do not presume
to lecture me in the law.

A bended knee
is not a contract.

The Prince of Wales
has repudiated you.

It isn't true.

He would
not abandon me.

Alas, my lady,
a young man's gaze

can be inconstant,
fickle.

Prince Harry is in Spain
for his wedding to your niece.

She's already fertile,

so she will bear him heirs
when the marriage is concluded.

Prince Harry
and his sister, Mary,

will double-stitch
our alliance with your country,

and you will have
no part in it.

Where is the king?

My dear girl,
something you should learn...

there is
a time for dignity,

for admitting
one has lost

and being gracious
in defeat.

There's no place for you now
here in England.

- I...
- No.

Close that ruby mouth.

The audience is over.

If you care
for him at all,

you'll set sail
for Spain.

There's nothing
for you here.

Lina de Cardonnes...

I ask you
to be my wife.

You may not wear it

until I place it on your
finger at our wedding.

Aww.

How did you pay for this?

I work
for Lady Margaret.

But she is
Catherine's enemy.

The only enemy
is hunger and be poor.

This is the country
I was brought to.

I did not ask to be here,
but I must make my life.

But must you work
for her?

Do you know another
who can pay me?

I will be your husband,
and I will keep you.

I am sorry
the Infanta cannot be

the queen of England
as she dreams,

but I must
make a life for us,

and thanks to Allah and
the woman who pays me, I can.

I did not mean to...

Please, just don't tell the
Infanta who it is who pays you.

It would hurt her.

Oviedo, can you
take me to the king?

Is he here?

I must see him.

You always served me
with kindness and compassion.

Please do this for me.

Last I know, the king
is in la galeria.

Os doy las gracias.

Your Grace.

Catherine.

Thank you for seeing me.

I know this
cannot be easy for you.

Harry is...

He loves me.

He cannot wed my niece.

Harry has a new path
he must take.

But does he
do so willingly?

For peace and duty and
for king and for country,

yes, I think he does.

Much like his mother did
in marrying me.

But you found love.

You think Harry can
abandon his love for me?

A king is
not like other men.

His heart
belongs to his kingdom,

and in that sacrifice he proves
that he will be a great monarch.

Harry's ambition is to make
this isle master of the world.

I have seen it in his eyes.

Soon, we will all be
in his shadow.

If it is his choice...

then I accept it, but...

But, please,
Your Grace...

is he happy?

You still care
for his happiness?

I cannot help it.

I love him,
so he has my heart.

Sweet, constant Catherine.

You were born
to be a queen.

I am still
without a wife.

I know I am not Harry,

but you would yet be
Queen of England.

You honor me,
Your Grace...

but I cannot.

You deserve the full
heart of a wife.

Mine will ever be
for Harry.

Yes.

And mine
for my dear, sweet Lizzie.

Who allowed you
to return?

I agreed
to speak with her,

but now she
will take her leave.

Your Grace.

Make sure she leaves
the palace grounds,

and do not readmit her.

Yes, my lady.

Escort her...

as a princess.

I think her heart is broken.

Good.

She may send it to
her sister as a warning.

There's still no word

on Edmund de la Pool's
return to us.

He'd best
be sent back soon,

or perhaps we'll think again
about who our friends are.

My sister
has betrayed me.

Harry is to wed
her daughter, Eleanor.

They say he's left
for Spain already.

But, Highness, no ships have sailed
to Spain since your sister left.

I know because
Rosa was asking.

The merchant ship she
and the ambassador sailed on

was the first one
in a month.

The prince would
not have sailed on that.

You think he's
still in England?

Then I must find him.

Until he tells me to my
face that he forsakes me...

then I believe in him.

You evoke the torments
of Christ in the wilderness.

You're troubled.

Harry, it becomes you
that you wish

to hold your course
in matters of the heart.

My father
has already told me

of the double-stitched alliance that
Queen Joanna has demanded of us.

She has a daughter whom
she wishes to see wed well,

and what better husband
could there be in Christendom?

I have prayed
on king and country,

peace and duty,
as I was tasked to do.

A king must choose
his reason and his strength

to choose a path which is
right for England's future.

What of Catherine?

Where is she in this?

She'll return to Spain.

She's comely.
She'll find another suitor.

Her sister
will help her,

and I think you'll find her
heart recovers quickly

at the sight
of Spanish gold.

Without
this second match,

the whole alliance
could be forfeit.

I will tell you
when I have decided.

And I will pray on it further.

It's true, then.

You are a Saracen.

My Lady,
the word is "Muslim."

There is no law
against it here.

Please, enlighten me.

What is it that you do
here on this carpet?

I pray to Allah.

I surrender to His will.

Devotion is commendable.

Tell me...

does your princess
know you're a heretic?

I'm told you are
sweethearts with her lady.

That is true.

What information
have you for me?

Who plots
against the king?

No one at the court,
My Lady.

You're sure?

Send someone to the ports,

and read every letter
coming in and out of court.

The York traitors
still have friends here.

We will root them out.

And take this book of hours.

Learn some Latin.

Read the Catholic prayers
and psalms.

I am not Queen Isabella.

My wish is for you
to find the light

without the need of torture.

I pray the light finds you.

Hey! Hey, he's stolen me onions!

Watch out.

Stay close.

Come.

Stop right there.

- George.
- Cousin.

Let them pass.

In. In, in!

Oh, forgive what happened.

The streets
are wayward these days.

Dear Maggie,
the whitest of white roses.

My heart
is glad to...

I wish you to take
my boys in, George,

for a time. Our fortunes
are much changed.

A rose of any color has thorns
and can still draw blood.

Why not
work with us?

As injustice grows,
our numbers swell.

There are many that
hate the Tudors now.

No, cousin.

I came to ask
for your help,

but will my children
be in danger here?

Reggie cannot stay.
He is too young.

If you cannot feed him,

then perhaps the monks
at Sheen Priory.

Sheen Priory
is a silent order.

They speak
only on feast days.

No, I-I will find
another plan for Reggie.

Perhaps my fortunes
will reverse.

They have to.

Our fortunes never turn
under this pretender king.

If you would pledge your
fealty to our York heir,

De la Pool,
and support his claim,

you would rally half
of England to his banner

and the sooner
this thing would end.

And the sooner all my children
would be in the ground.

Do not let Henry
come to any harm.

If one drop
of his blood spills,

I will kill you
with my own bare hands.

I asked
some English ladies,

and we have to post
our banns

for three weeks
before we marry.

The Muslim way is we
announce at our walima feast,

and then we marry
anywhere we wish.

I did not know you
want a Muslim wedding.

I am Muslim.

I am Catholic.

Only because
your father was afraid.

My father was a convert
to the Catholic faith,

but if we are
to marry in England,

it must be Christian.

So I am to deny my faith
and lie about who pays me,

but you feel free to ask
me where the prince is

and to tell the secrets
of the court

because your princess
wants to know?

Do you love me
the most or her?

I am not sure.

You should be.

I sacrifice for you,

just as you
sacrifice for me.

And if I ask you
where the prince is,

I am asking
for my own sake,

because my happiness

is soured
by her distress.

I must leave
for some business.

I will be back by tonight.

Perhaps...

we marry in a church,

then have a Muslim feast?

So where is Harry?

All Oviedo knows is that
the prince is not at court.

He and Charlie Brandon
left in secret.

But he
is still in England?

He does not know.

Well, summon him
back here.

I will talk with him.

Señora, he has alread...

Someone else must know.

- Stand back.
- Hello.

What's your name?

Anne.

Anne, did you see
the prince today,

Prince Harry?

He's gone.

Gone? Gone where?

Anne, do you know?

Highness.

Catherine,
I mean you no offense,

but your time at court,
it's behind you.

I wish to see
the Prince of Wales.

The prince is gone.

He will be married.

His life is
not your business,

and nor is
any matter of the court.

The longer you stay here,

the more
you will demean yourself.

Return to Spain,
I beg of you.

Give up this folly.

How dare
he speak to me like that?

I am a princess.

Who is he?
He is no one...

Lady Catherine.

Mr. Dudley.

Sad to say,
your rent is overdue.

The rent
is paid already.

We have
receipt of payment.

See here.

The rent is now
eight pounds a month.

Eight pounds?

No, it is one pound,
15 shillings.

It has increased
from this month onwards.

This is
Lady Margaret's doing.

It's a decision
for the church.

It is their property.

We cannot pay this.

It would take
all the gold we have.

A thousand pities,
madam,

but if the rent cannot be met,
then you must leave.

Catherine.

I'm sorry.

We have
nowhere else to go.

Neither,
it seems, do I.

You are welcome
for as long as we remain,

but, alas, I cannot
stay here for much longer.

My cousins
cannot help us.

It seems our fortunes
match the others'.

We both fall
at the Tudors' hands.

I fear you
fall at mine...

because I asked you

to maintain my maidenhood
to Lady Margaret.

I thought
of writing to her,

telling her
you lay with Arthur...

but I did not know
for a fact.

And besides, who you did or did not
lie with is of little value now.

Harry has gone
to marry Eleanor,

as I'm sure you know.

I would not give that crone
the satisfaction

of me writing to her,
harming you,

and then finding that she
disregards me anyway

and my fortunes
are no more improved.

What do they tell you
of the prince's wedding?

Catherine, I speak
with a friendly heart,

so I will speak plainly.

You are without a home
in England,

and when Harry
marries Eleanor,

you are without
a husband, too.

But if you return to Spain,

you may live
as a princess again

and start
a new life there.

Tell me something.

Why would Lady Margaret
tell the church

to raise my rent right
now if she has won?

No, if Harry is
to marry Eleanor,

what threat could I be?

Margaret Beaufort may simply
want to fatten the exchequer.

She has raised the rents
of all of her tenants.

We must accept that the world
has turned against us

and there is no hope.

When my mother's camp of tents
was burned down to the ground,

she built
a camp of stone.

Your mother had
an army at her back,

a kingdom at her feet.

You cannot even pay
your rent.

Señor Colombo
once showed me a trick.

When the sailors on his
ships faced a storm,

they put
their hands together,

and the tattoos
on their fingers

made these two words...

"ya basta," hold fast.

It helped them reach
the New World.

I will reach
my new world, Maggie,

and you must
reach yours, too.

Chart a course.

Head towards it.

Thank you for letting
us share your room.

What a beautiful dress.

It is
for my wedding.

Good night.

"Dearest Harry,
though I have not heard from you,

I hold fast to my... our love.

I believe that I
was born to love you

as the sun exists to shine upon
the roses in the palace garden.

You are my destiny,
and I will not forsake you.

Come back to me,
wherever you may be."

Wherever.

Harry, my dearest prince,

I'm in darkness
when I'm apart from you.

I wilt upon the vine
of your absence,

and my heart feels dry.

Moments of time
are but an eternity.

Harry. Harry. Harry.

Where have you been?

I need you.

I need you, too.

Be with me.

No king's command,

nothing can keep me
from you, Catherine.

Only the crown.

For that,
I will toss love away.

Harry?

A king can play with love,

but he cannot
build his reign on it.

Look.

This is Princess Eleanor.

She is my bride.

She will bear my sons...

and I will build
my reign.

You burned my letters...

so I burned yours.

Without you, I am lost.

Then you'll need this.

Is it from Harry?

Your father.

I have one final card
to play.

"To my daughter, Caterina,

I write with news so sad

that I can hardly bear
to tell of it.

Your sister's husband, Philip,

whom we all of us loved dearly,

had the fever and is dead.

Your sister's mind is weak
and full of fantasy,

and she spread
the godless slander

that his death
must be from poison at my hand,

that I did it
to win power back in Spain.

Joanna tried to rule alone,
but she is cracked with grief.

She fell
to such a strange madness

that I had to have her locked up
in the convent of Santa Clara,

and I fear that she
will not regain her wits.

The burden of the kingdom
falls to me,

and I am now ruler
of the Spanish empire.

Dear Caterina,
if anyone speaks ill of me,

defend my honor,
and I will send your dowry."

Dowager princess,
you cannot be here.

There are orders
to bar you...

Chaplain Woolsey,
I would like to see the king.

The privy council is
about to be in session.

The Infanta has brought
urgent news from Spain.

From Queen Joanna?

There is no queen.

If you wonder why your enemy,
Edmund de la Pool,

is not returned to you,
then I have news.

Your Grace, the dowager princess
brings an urgent message.

No. Out.

Now, let her speak.

The queen's consort,

Philip, Archduke of the House
of Habsburg, is dead.

My sister's grief has
caused her health to fail,

and her son and heir,
Prince Charles,

who is betrothed
to your Princess Mary,

is only eight and is
too young to rule.

My father has declared himself
the king of Spain again,

and I am named
ambassador to England.

Ambassador? That is
a position for a man.

I sat at my mother's feet
in the Alhambra palace.

I listened to my father in the
golden Hall of the Ambassadors.

Statecraft has always been
my family business.

I see this
for what it is.

You cannot block the
weddings we have brokered.

My father can.

My niece and nephew
are in his keeping now.

Your father wants this
alliance as much as we do.

Yet he offered me my dowry.

You were right, My Lady,

when you said my father
is as tricky as a fox,

but you need him now to
save yourselves from France.

I am his proxy in this court,

so unless you wish
to cross him,

I will take Señor de Fuensalida's
quarters for the moment,

and my lady
will lodge with me.

Hmm.

But, Catherine...

my son...

I know you will
seek to find him,

probably scour this
palace from top to toe.

But he is gone.

Your Grace.

Guards.

He will not stop
these marriages.

This is a ruse
to stay at court.

I know a schemer
when I see one,

and I see a Spanish
schemer in a skirt.

I will write again
to Maximilian.

We must know if De la
Pool has been dispatched

or if my enemy has found a
new shelter under Ferdinand.

Mother?

We're going to have
to be very brave.

We need to live apart
for a little while.

But when I can find a way,
we'll be together again.

Did you see him at court?

He is gone, but I don't
believe he is in Spain.

My father
would have told me.

I have written to him,

asking him to find another
match for Eleanor

and to let me
have Prince Harry.

I still have some time.

But we do not.

Maggie, do you know
where you will go?

I...

Let me speak to the king
on your behalf.

He is not a cruel man.

Perhaps he will accept
you back at court.

They will not accept me.

I have
no currency with them.

Catherine, you were right.

I need to find
my own New World.

Lady Pole...

it is very little,

but it will buy food.

Please, take this...

from us.

No.

Let us do you
this small kindness

in memory of our
beloved Arthur.

How different the world
would have been had he lived,

for England,
for all of us.

May I ask one more favor?

May I borrow paper and ink?

Up! There we go.

Please don't touch.

Bird and the bath
go to the king.

Now, you can't speak
a word in here,

because it's a special
kind of church.

It's a quiet church,
but at night,

you can whisper to
your little poppet, see?

Poppet knows
how to keep quiet,

and he'll keep
all your secrets safe.

No, no, please.

Reggie, I'll find a way
to bring you back.

And we'll be back together
before you know it.

Please, Mummy.
I'll be good. I promise.

We'll be just
across the river

at Syon Abbey
with the nuns.

We're so close, we can
see the chimneys here.

And we'll visit you
on feast days,

and... and...

Is this because of Daddy?

'Cause it's my fault
Daddy died?

No, my dearest boy.

Never say that.

It's not your fault.

Mummy loves you
with all of her heart.

I promise we'll return.

Please, Mummy, please.

I don't want Poppet.

I want you.

I'll bring it
for you next time.

God grant me time
to see all the Tudors dead.

George.

Mother.

Ursula.

Henry.

I do not come
for charity.

Ursula and I
are staying in a nunnery.

I am sorry.

I have written
to my cousin Edmund.

I have pledged my full support
in ending England's tyranny.

We will destroy the Tudors,
send them all to Hell,

and restore the true
and glorious house of York.

I will stand with you
and do whatever it may take.

I will cut
their throats myself,

every man, woman,
and bastard son.

I will help you dress.

I can dress myself
now, Lina.

Your first duty as ambassador

will be to oversee Princess Mary's
betrothal ceremony to Charles.

That is not within
an ambassador's remit.

Someone must translate,

and perhaps your overseeing it
will aid your acceptance

that the alliance
is being made without you.

Hmm, bended knee
is not a marriage.

You said so yourself.

My father could still
change his mind

before Princess Mary
weds in law,

and Harry
is not yet in Spain,

so he is not yet
married, either.

Prince Harry's whereabouts
is not your province.

The king and myself
are both

great-great-grandchildren
of John of Gaunt,

our royal ancestor who
bequeathed us the throne,

whereas you, My Lady,

are John of Gaunt's
great-grandchild.

You have a stronger claim
to the English throne

than either
your son or grandson.

If only women were allowed to rule
here, as in Spain.

That is treason.

I only observe that given
your intellect and ambition,

were it
not for your sex,

you could have been the
greatest queen of England.

You know what you must
do, so go quickly.

- Now go.
- Yes, sir.

So you live again
at the palace.

Your mistress torments
our Infanta for her sport.

How can you do the bidding
of such a woman?

You defend a woman whose
mother tormented our people,

Moors and Jews.

Isabella made...

Lady Margaret
shows my faith respect.

She would not see me
burn for my belief.

Nor would Catherine,
as you know well.

Why must we always
fight each other?

Is this the way
that it will be?

Must you really work
for Lady Margaret?

I have received
a reply from my cousin.

"The time
to strike is now.

"Together, we will raise the
people and reclaim the kingdom.

Your faithful cousin and rightful
king, Edmund de la Pool."

There it is!

Make ready, gentlemen.

Do I see Edmund de la Pool
on English soil once more?

Yes, you do,
and I bring God's wrath

and the Yorks down
upon Henry bloody Tudor.

Come.

The ale must be served

as soon as Princess Mary
stands after the ceremony.

Half cups, that is decent.

To the brim is not.

It's a royal wedding,
not a tavern party.

He says that there
are many coming to join us

and that he will tell us
of the plan tonight.

Do not use one thoroughfare
on the way to meet him.

Ensure that you're
not followed.

We must not
lead them to him.

Will you
check inside?

My Lady.

Thank you.

My lady.

Good day,
Your Grace.

Our new ambassador

has done a marvelous job
with this wedding.

She might consider dressing
more appropriately.

Anyone would think
she's the bride.

Oh, what in the name
of Christendom is she...

Something troubles you,
Lady Margaret?

My granddaughter
has vanished.

I will look for her.

Please, allow me.

There was only one person I wished
to talk to before my wedding.

What does He say?

Nothing.

He's 300 years old,

the man they say
I'll marry one day.

That is not
your husband, Mary.

That is the man they've sent
to promise him to you.

And Charles, who is
to be your husband,

is younger than you are.

I won't like him.

You will come to.

One day, when you marry him
and come to know him,

you will learn...

what makes him sad and
what makes him laugh.

That is the adventure.

Is it?

Yes.

It is a glorious
adventure,

to learn
about a person.

Love will follow.

Do you know
what makes Harry laugh?

Yes, I think I do.

I'm not
supposed to tell you,

but I know where Harry is.

He's in Hatfield.

It's not far from London.

Ohh.

Oh, body of Christ.

I'll need a shave
before he gets there.

Charles is very handsome,

and if he
ever annoys you,

I will bite his ear off,

because I'm
his mean old aunt.

The Sieur de Berghes

will receive the blessing
on his feet.

Gracias.

Mary, you as well.

I know where Harry is.

He is only a few
hours' ride from here.

What have you for me?

I, uh...

I don't know
if this is a...

"George Neville,
William Courtenay,

Margaret Pole."

It is God's work
you have done.

You men,
pay attention.

My Lady.

We're here
to serve you, My Lady.

What is it?

What is happening?

The safety of the realm.

I give my thanks to God.

The Spanish alliance
is sealed,

and our greatest enemy
is brought home to us,

Edmund de la Pool.

Your sister paved the way
with Spanish gold.

Tonight, all those who plotted
with him will meet their end,

including
Lady Margaret Pole.

Does Prince Harry
know of this?

They are his family.

They are traitors.

They're a threat to him.

The red rose
will eclipse the white,

as in the Tudor coat.

Lina...

I set this in motion

when I told my sister
how to win her freedom.

I must send word
to warn Maggie.

...Spiritus Sanctus.

♪ Amen ♪

Come on.

Mummy, I need a wee.

Not now, darling,
please.

We're in a hurry.

Look.

There's your brother.

Mummy, I can't hold it.

All right.
Quickly, then.

Hurry.

- Stay where you are!
- Seize them!

Don't move!

- There they are!
- Traitor!

Traitors to the crown!

I've got him!
I've got De la Pool!

Hold them!

You've got your orders!
I want all of them!

Let me go!

Take them.

Henry, no.

Tudor bastard!

- Come here.
- No. No.

No. Don't choose
this day to die, boy.

- No. Henry!
- Stay still,

and I'll protect you.

Get off me!

Come on!

Let go!

Run. Go.

There may be more!

That one, get her!

- Quickly.
- Hold them!

That way!

There they are!

Stop them!

Come on!

This way!

- Run. Run.
- Here!

Mummy!

- In there!
- In here.

Mummy.

This way.

Open up, in the name of the king!

Open this door now!

About fucking time,
Sister.

Ohh!

They went this way.

Wait.

They must be
somewhere.

Find them!

Over here!

Look through there!

No sign of 'em.

Good girl.

Come.

Don't run.