The Tudors (2007–2010): Season 3, Episode 2 - The Northern Uprising - full transcript

The Duke of Suffolk is unable to defeat the rebellion militarily, so he resorts to lies and subterfuges.

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MAN:
Sir Thomas.

What's the news?

This matter hangs like a fever:
one day good, another bad.

With the promise of a pardon and the
threat of an advancing royal army

the rebels in Lincolnshire
have dispersed and gone home.

And in Yorkshire?

In Yorkshire and
the whole North,

we are facing the most dangerous
insurrection that has ever been seen.

The rebels entered the town of York
three days ago and celebrated Mass
in the cathedral there.

Some say they intend
to march south.



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MAN 1 :
Right behind me...

MAN 2:
You know what they say...

MAN: Your Majesty,
I write to you on an urgent matter.

We have had word that a pilgrim army
is marching on Pontefract Castle,

which is under my command.

I am compelled to tell you

that I cannot defend this castle
without more soldiers and arms.

As the warden
of the East Marches

and a loyal member
of Your Majesty's council,

I beg Your Majesty to consider
negotiating with these pilgrims.

I remain your humble
and obedient servant, Darcy.

[GRUNTING]

What is it? What have you found?



A splinter of bone,
Your Majesty.

You told me before
it was an ulcer and
that it was easily cured.

A wound like this,
Your Majesty--

Jesus Christ.

You don't know what it is,
do you? Do you?

Your Majesty
must not be alarmed.

We shall apply a poultice to draw any
more splinters to the surface.

Then we shall look
to other remedies

to heal permanently
Your Majesty's wound.

You treat me like a fool.

Everyone here treats me
like a fool.

Get out. Get out!

Your Majesty.

Quacks and charlatans.

I'll find my own remedies.

[SCREAMS]

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MAN:
Your Grace.

My lord, I was promised artillery
when I arrived here,

but I don't see any guns.

Your Grace,
we have guns,

but we have been not been
able to find any horses or
drays to transport them.

Perhaps you don't understand.

I am about the king's
most urgent business.

And if you cannot commandeer enough
horses for His Majesty's use,

then how can you call
yourself mayor of London?

Your Grace,
I did not want to produce panic

by forcing people to part
with their horses or drays.

Idiot.

I charge you, personally, to find
enough horses within two days

and bring the guns on
after our army,

or, God help me,
I will hold you to account.

With any luck, Mr. Mayor,

I will afterwards get the chance
to see you disembowelled at Tyburn.

SOLDIER 1 :
Onward.

SOLDIER 2:
Onward.

Lady Rochford?
Madam.

The king is still confined
to his chambers by
his physicians' orders,

but sends his regrets
and hopes you are well.

I worry for him so much.
Especially at such a time.

Well, Your Majesty
is right to do so.

These rebels are
nothing but villains.

They are totally alienated
from true religion.

They want to take us back
to the dark days of
ignorance and superstition.

And by force.

I hope to God they will
soon be overcome.

Yes.

Lady Rochford,
I have something
I wish you to arrange for me.

I'm sure it will give the king
a great deal of pleasure.

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SOLDIER:
Positions!

[MEN SHOUTING
lNDlSTlNCTLY]

[PlLGRlMS SINGING
lNDlSTlNCTLY]

My God,
Lord Darcy.

What a sight is there.

Arrant rebels against
the king's majesty

brazenly bearing
their badges of shame.

Indeed so, Your Grace.

I never thought
in all my long days
to see such a sight.

What are you
going to do?
Fire on them?

You know very well
I have almost no useful guns.

Well, you could resist
them all the same,
and close your gates.

After all, those are
the king's orders.

As to that,
I think it better
to talk to them first

as fellow Englishmen
and fellow Christians.

I'll meet their leaders
in the gatehouse outside
the castle walls. Guards.

My Lord Darcy,
Your Grace,

we come here in peace.

Mr. Aske, as the
king's representative,

I have the means here
to hinder you and to do
some injury to your cause.

My lord, we have
embarked upon this
Pilgrimage of Grace

for the common good,

for the love we bear to
God's faith, our holy church
and the maintenance of it.

For the preservation
of our sovereign king,

and the expulsion
of villains' blood
and evil councillors.

We mean to petition
the king's highness

to stop the woeful destruction
of our monasteries and abbeys.

Master Aske,
you claim to be
loyal to the king,

but your very actions
defy and deny
the king's supremacy.

ASKE:
Lord Archbishop,

there is no man now
alive in England

more loyal to the king than l.

And I trust in time to prove it.

Our quarrel lies not with him,
but only with those close to him.

It's very well for you
to sound so high and mighty

but it's you and your kind
who are also to blame

for not advising
the king honestly

about the spread
of heresy and abuse
throughout his kingdom.

For what are Cromwell
and Cranmer

but heretics and
manifest abusers
of this commonwealth?

Lord Darcy, as I told you,

we mean no displeasure
to any person.

We ask for shelter
and free passage.

All our pilgrims here
have taken an oath

not to slay or murder
out of envy,

but to put away fear
for the commonwealth

and march with the cross of Christ
and their heart's faith before them.

But we will fight and die

if you seek to stop us.

I'm putting you in charge
of defences here in the city.

We shall need to
organise new levies.

Send word to every lord
and gentleman to be
ready with his power.

Take all the weapons,
harness and ordnance
you need from the tower.

Buy more if you need to
from the merchants in the city.

Then it's true.
We are in trouble.

Mr. Cromwell,
His Majesty will
receive you now.

I've just received a letter
from Lord Darcy.

He says that he's in
great danger from the rebels and
cannot maintain his resistance.

And yet he holds a castle,
a great stronghold.

Does he not mean to stand firm
against these traitors?

Your Majesty,
I've just been told

the rebels have already entered
the town of Pontefract

with overwhelming numbers.

Mr. Cromwell,

Pontefract is the gateway
to the South.

It has great
strategic importance.

You will write a letter
to Lord Darcy at once.

You will tell him
that I expect him to hold
that castle at all costs.

Yes, Your Majesty.

And what of the royal army?

What are they doing
to crush this rebellion?

Where is His Grace,
the Duke of Suffolk?

And that bastard,
Shrewsbury.
I told him too.

What in God's name
are these men doing?

[PlLGRlMS CHEERING]

DARCY:
Gentlemen,
men of York, friends.

ASKE:
Lord Darcy.

CONSTABLE:
My lord.

Darcy and York
have betrayed me.

Well, we shall see
what end they come to.

And why haven't Shrewsbury
and Suffolk attacked yet?

All I hear are
their complaints
and their excuses.

You know what I think?

I think they've become afraid
of their own shadows.

I have a mind to go north myself.

I'll lead the army.

I'll teach these bastard
ingrates and rebels

a fearful bloody lesson
in slaughter.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

I wish Your Majesty would
not consider doing so.

Why? Do you suppose
I'm too feeble?

I meant that Your Majesty's
life is far too precious
to be put at risk

against such
a common rabble.

Of course,
if you chose to go, you'd be
like a lion among wolves.

Sir Francis,
I don't require you
to flatter me.

No, Your Majesty.

Send a plain message to Suffolk.

Ask him why he refuses
to obey my command

and ask him if he is a coward.

Majesty.

And Mr. Cromwell.

If things go badly,
I'll know well enough
who to blame.

[GRUNTS]

Can I get Your Majesty
anything for your pain?

Yes. I believe you can.

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[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Your Grace,
the Earl of Shrewsbury is here.

BRANDON: My lord.
Your Grace.

Men, dismissed.

SOLDIER 1 : Your Grace.
SOLDIER 2: Your Grace.

We meet at a
desperate moment,
my lord.

Not only are the rebel forces
overwhelmingly strong
against us,

but those men I do have
I cannot altogether trust.

Many of them I swear think the
rebels' quarrels to be good and godly.

Still, the king has urged us
to attack as soon as possible.

His Majesty would not do so
if he saw our plight
with his own eyes.

I've almost no horsemen,

and those I do have are rather
the flower of the North.

It is not possible, your lordship,
to give battle knowing defeat
to be a certainty.

Do you have some other plan?

I intend to parley
with them.

Parley?

My lord, it's our first duty to stop
them escaping and marching south.

If they are talking,
they are not marching.

Then you must tell the king.

CONSTABLE:
Shrewsbury's forces are here.

Suffolk's here, not far from Newark.

It seems that they had originally
planned to hold a line here,

along the River Trent,
to block our advance southwards.

How strong are they?

We think Shrewsbury's men
are 6000.

Aye.

Suffolk's a lot less.

They also lack horse
and cannon.

And how many are we?

By my reckoning,
somewhere over 30,000.

Thirty thousand.

We've kept large forces here

at Doncaster, at Jervaulx Abbey

and we're presently laying siege to
the Earl of Cumberland's castle at Skipton.

North of the River Don,

we have almost complete control
of the country.

Let them come onto us.

With God on our side,
Mr. Aske, we shall prevail.

Poor you, Your Majesty.

Pour the ointment over it.

I smell sorrel and, um...

Linseed?

Meadow plant, crushed pearls,
herbs of grace, other things.

I concocted it myself.
I don't trust my physicians.

Hold still.

You're very brave,
Lady Misseldon.

Braver, I think,
than my captains.

And much more beautiful.

There, it is done.

I trust Your Majesty
is more comfortable.

Does Your Majesty
wish me to stay?

VON WALDBURG:
It seems we were wrong
to suppose

that the king would realise his
mistakes and the dangers to his soul.

lnstead, he continues
to encourage Cromwell

to vandalise and defile the houses
of God and steal their treasures.

All for his own use
and pleasure.

And yet, even in the darkness,
there is light.

I mean, this great uprising
of the faithful.

This Pilgrimage of Grace.

I have heard of it too.

The pilgrims who march
beneath the banner of Christ.

The Holy Father asks you
to write a pamphlet
in English

denouncing the king
and his advisers as heretics.

Of course.

I'll start work on it straight away.
No, no, wait, wait.

His Holiness needs more from
you than just your signature.

With my encouragement,

he has decided to appoint you
an official legate.

You will travel to France
and to the Low Countries

and meet representatives
of the king and the emperor.

Eminence?
You will persuade them

to provide monies, arms
and mercenaries

to support this most holy crusade
in England.

If that is what His Holiness
asks me to do,

then of course I will do it,
like an obedient son to a father.

His Holiness has agreed
to make you a cardinal.

And here is your biretta.

I cannot accept.

Why not?

I'm not worthy.

ln other words, you prefer your
own judgement

to that of the pope,
your Holy Father.

No doubt you suppose that
makes you seem humble.
Hm?

But, actually, it is
the sin of pride, Father Pole.

His Grace informs
Your Majesty

he has no choice in the matter
but to treat with them.

ln so doing, he hopes to bring
the nobles and the gentry to treachery,

and for their own sakes
and in their own interests

they will disown the commons
if promised a pardon

as, in fact,
happened in Lincolnshire.

HENRY:
They are not all to be pardoned.

Not the leaders.
Never the leaders.

But what terms does my
Lord Suffolk intend to offer the
commons to make them go home?

Uh, His Grace
does not go into details,

but to allay Your Majesty's fears,
he writes, in his own hand:

" I beseech Your Majesty
to take in good part

whatever promises
I shall make to these rebels,

for surely I shall never
keep any of them."

[CHUCKLES]

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COMMANDER: Cavalry, ready?
MEN: Yes, sir.

COMMANDER:
Arms, double your front
to the right.

SOLDIER: Arms, double--
MEN: Yes, sir.

Aye, captain.

Alas, you unhappy men.

What fancy, what folly
has led and seduced you

to make this most
shameful rebellion

against a most noble
and righteous king
and sovereign?

Are you not ashamed?

How can you do this?

Not only giving offence
to your natural sovereign lord,

but giving us occasion
to fight with you

that have loved you
more than any other part
of the realm

and have always taken you
for our best friends.

Your Grace,
we mean no offence
to His Majesty.

But we have a petition,
which we desire humbly
to submit to him

for the restoration
of many things which have
gone amiss in this realm.

We demand the
restoration of our abbeys
and our ancient rights.

And that a new Parliament
to be summoned

to address the people's
sincere grievances.

I can decide nothing here.

But I propose a truce,

during which time
two of your captains

can take your petition
and present it to His Majesty.

The truce be maintained
until they return.

We don't need a truce,
we're no fools.

My Lord Darcy,
can we talk a moment?

My Lord Darcy,
you more than anyone here

has cause to be grateful
to the king for his bounty

for the trust he reposes
in you and would like to
repose in you still.

And yet here I find you
consorting with
rebels and traitors.

For my part, I have been

and always will be
true to the king,
our sovereign lord

as I was to his father
before him.

If you are as true and
loyal as you say, then
you can prove it to us

by giving over your captain,
Mr. Aske, into our hands.

Sir, that I cannot
and will not do.

For a man who promises
to be true to someone,

then betrays him,
may truly be called a traitor.

[CHATTERING]

His Majesty, the king.

[MUSlClANS PLAYING
CHAMBER MUSlC]

WOMAN 1 : Your Majesty.
MAN 1 : Your Majesty.

MAN 2: Your Majesty.
MAN 3: Your Majesty.

WOMAN 2: Your Majesty.
MAN 4: Your Majesty.

WOMAN 3: Your Majesty.
MAN 5: Your Majesty.

MAN 6:
Your Majesty.

MAN 7: Your Majesty.
MAN 8: Your Majesty.

Madam.
Your Majesty.

It makes me happy
to see you much improved.

I have a good physician.

Nevertheless,
I intend we shall visit

the shrine of
Sir Thomas Becket
and give our thanks.

I have arranged
for something else

which I hope,
with all my heart,
will make you very happy.

CHAMBERLAlN:
Your Majesty, the Lady Mary Tudor.

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

I ask Your Majesty
for his blessing.

My own daughter.

May I present you
to Her Majesty,
Queen Jane?

I remember
some of you were desirous

that I should put
this jewel to death.

[PEOPLE GASP THEN MURMUR]

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[PEOPLE GASP]

HENRY:
I've got you.
You're safe.

Be of good cheer,
Mary.

For I swear,
nothing now will
go against you.

Continue.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Are you happy?
Yes, Your Majesty.

His Majesty has agreed
to give you lodgings
at Hampton Court

and others at
Greenwich Palace.

I have seen them both.
They're beautiful.

I am very grateful
to His Majesty
and to you.

Everyone says
my daughter is innocent,

that she doesn't know any
unclean or foul speech.

Do you believe that?

Do you believe that
anybody could be
that innocent?

Go and find out.

[MUSlClANS CONTlNUE PLAYING
CHAMBER MUSlC]

BRYAN:
Lady Mary.

I wanted to apologise
for my behaviour.

I hope you can
find it in your heart
to forgive me.

I will try, Sir Francis.

Jesus asks us
to forgive everyone.

Do you like games, Lady Mary?
Yes.

There is a new game
at court you might enjoy.

What is it?
It's called Cunnilingus.

It's an old
country practise.

How do you play it?

Well, you, uh...

You...

[CHUCKLES]

I think you are
making fun of me,
Sir Francis.

No.

[SPEAKS lN LATlN]

You can't touch me,
for Caesar's, I am.

Your Majesty,
Sir Ralph Ellerker and
Mr. John Constable.

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[CHATTERING]

Gentlemen, I ask you this,

what king has kept his subjects
so long in wealth and peace?

So ministered justice
equally to high and low

and protected you
from all outward enemies?

I've read your submission.

Your first pretence
is that you seek to
maintain the faith.

Well, I'll tell you now,
gentlemen, that nothing
is more contrary

to God's commandments
than rebellion.

Rising like madmen
against your prince,

leaving lands untilled
and corn unsown

is not the behaviour of
the proper commonwealth
you claim to be.

Your Majesty,
I feel compelled to--

Hush.

You are before
the king's majesty.

HENRY:
You make false claims about
our intentions towards the church.

We have done nothing
but what the clergy
in York and Canterbury

agreed was in accordance
with God's holy word.

God's holy word, gentlemen.

So how can the simple people
say the contrary?

What presumption and madness
is it of them to claim knowledge
of God's law

when they are ignorant
and less knowledgeable

and should rather know their duty?

You have seen before
in Lincolnshire
and elsewhere

how temperate and
forgiving is our inclination.

Though rebellion
is against God's will,

I declare my intentions
through the pity and compassion
of our princely heart

to pardon all of you
who have transgressed

on condition that you
now lay down your arms.

His Grace, the Duke of Suffolk
will come north again to Yorkshire

to moderate with you
and make peace

and see you disbanded.

Good day, gentlemen.

Your Grace?

Your Grace should know

our army of pilgrims
will not disperse just for
the promise of a pardon.

Our pilgrimage is not over.

I do know.
And I have told the king.

That is why he has given me
permission to negotiate
with you further

in good faith.

On the basis of our petition?

Yes.

Does Your Grace
have some token
of this good faith?

You don't trust
my word?

Not for me,
for our captain,
Mr. Aske.

He's a lawyer.

Here is a promise,
in His Majesty's own hand,

to deal with you openly,
fairly and reasonably

as his loving subjects.

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We are grateful and
bounden to His Majesty.

Good night, gentlemen.

This is for the Lancashire Herald.

See that it is dispatched
immediately.

MAN:
Mr. Constable.

I beg you, do not put
your trust in Mr. Cromwell.

Thank God and Your Majesty
for your great mercy today.

I think you are
the kindest of rulers,

and I wish with all my heart
the world knew it.

The world chooses
what it wants to know, Jane.

But you can change its mind.

I beg you to restore
and keep the abbeys.

Jane.

Think what the world
would think.

You listen to your people
and your heart.

Jane, I told you once before,

don't meddle in my affairs.

Do you remember
what happened
to the late queen?

Yes.

I love you more than her.

More even than Catherine.

Don't spoil it.

Cardinal Pole.

My name is
Diego Hurtado de Mendoza,

and these gentlemen are all
advisers to His Imperial Majesty
King Charles V.

Sirs, I carry this letter
of legatine authority

from His Holiness Pope Paul.

Shall we be seated?

We were aware, Eminence,
that you were on your way here

but, forgive me,
we remain a little unsure

as to the exact nature
of your mission.

I am sure you are aware
of the risings which have
taken place across England

against the king,
that heretic Cromwell
and all his sect.

We have had
some information,
certainly.

And, naturally,
we are intrigued.

These popular risings

are the greatest chance
that we may ever have

to restore the true religion
to England.

But the faithful people
of my country need support.

Each of us, Se?or Mendoza,
in our own way,

must encourage the risings
to continue and to grow in strength.

Even if that means
the overthrow of
the king himself

not just his wicked council?

Yes.

We can imagine
such an outcome without fear

for there is another,
close to the throne

with a legitimate claim
and a true faith.

The Lady Mary.

[MAN SPEAKS lN SPANlSH]

If not her,

there is another Catholic
with a legitimate claim.

A scion of the Plantagenets
who ruled before the Tudors

and would gladly rule after them.

Of whom do you speak,
Your Eminence?

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I speak of myself,
Se?or Mendoza.

ASKE:
Ralph. John.

We have waited and prayed
for your safe return.
Thank God, thank God.

The king in his mercy
has offered us a general pardon.

He's also sending
the Duke of Suffolk to
negotiate and treat with us

without precondition and
on the basis of our demands.

[PEOPLE CHEER]

Is it true?
Aye.

I trust the king's
good faith and mercy.

And here's proof of it.

We're to meet again here.

You've not said anything,
John.

Is it because you
do not agree
with Sir Ralph?

No, I cannot agree with him.

How should I agree
when I think that devil,
Cromwell,

has such a hold over the king
that I account these promises

to be utterly worthless?

You don't think
we should meet them?

No, I don't.
I think we should
expose their lies.

Call a general muster,
take over the entire North

and only then
condescend to a meeting.

Why are you so sure
that their word is not
to be trusted?

Because of this.

What's that?

It's a copy of a letter
from Cromwell
to the Yorkshire gentry.

I'll read some of it to you.

"There is hope
they may disperse peacefully,

but if these rebels continue

with their illegal assemblies
and their defiance,

then their rebellion
will be crushed so forcibly

that their example
shall be fearful to all subjects,

so long as the world does endure."

"So long as the world
does endure," gentlemen.

But the truth is,
they cannot crush us.

And that's why the duke
is forced to negotiate.

So this sure sign
of their deviousness
does not impress you then?

I say we do not stop our vigilance,
but prepare for our meeting.

clarify our positions

and strengthen our arguments

and have our church leaders
endorse them.

Why should we fear, John,
when we are about God's work?

I know we are, but--

I only hope that none of us,
nor our grandchildren,

ever live to regret this moment.

HENRY:
I wanted to wish you
every success for your journey

and for the conference
with the rebels.

BRANDON:
I am grateful to Your Majesty.

You know I desire more than
anything else a peaceful remedy.

You have my permission
to prolong the truce for
as long as necessary.

You may also affirm
my general pardon
to all the rebels.

Except their leaders.

I want them brought to you still,
with halters around their necks.

Your Majesty knows the rebels,
no doubt unjustly,

blame Master Cromwell
for many of their actions.

Repeatedly, they ask for his
removal and punishment.

What should I tell them?

You know what this is,
Charles?

Fruit from the New World.

New things come in,

everything changes.

I have a great appetite
for novelty.

Tell them what you like.

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BRANDON:
Gentlemen,
I have read your new petition.

Among other articles,

you asked for the setting up
of a special convocation
or parliament

to debate, without fear
or His Majesty's displeasure,

questions of heresy,
the royal supremacy

and maintenance of the faith.

I can tell you now
that the king has graciously
conceded to your request.

[CHATTERING]

A special parliament
will be summoned

to be held not far away
at Westminster,
but here in York,

to debate and decide
on all these questions.

Thank you.

We've also asked
for the heresies

of Luther, Wyclif and Tyndale
be annulled and destroyed.

We've asked that the heretics,
bishops and temporal be punished.

That Cromwell, Audley,
Sir Richard Rich,

be punished as subverters
of the good laws of this realm

and maintainers of false sects.

That is not for me to decide,
whatever my true feelings,

but such questions are exactly
what the special parliament

will be constituted to decide.

Is it possible that
this parliament
can also debate

the question of papal obedience,
touching the cure of souls

and the legitimacy
of the Lady Mary?

BRANDON:
Yes, Mr. Aske.

I can guarantee that
all these great matters

can be put before the parliament
without fear or favour.

And the king is still willing
to offer a general pardon?

Yes. I say that with hesitation.

The more His Majesty understands
the causes of this uprising

and the loyalty of the pilgrims
to his person and rule,

the more he is persuaded
to show clemency.

There is one other great matter.

Your Grace knows
that we demand

that the suppressed abbeys
should stand or be restored.

This is our sticking point.

We were
always determined
to fight and die

for the maintenance
of our religious houses.

What I can say about that

is that all further destruction
of the abbeys will cease

until the parliament meets.

It will then be up to Parliament
to decide if and when

the others will be restored.

ASKE:
Go home and put aside your arms.

By standing together
and by standing strong

I believe we have achieved
as much as we could have gained

when we first took up
this great pilgrimage of ours.

It is almost Christmas.

Go home and celebrate the birth
of our Lord Jesus Christ.

We thank God,
as we thank the king's majesty,

that all this has been achieved
without bloodshed.

Please listen
to the king's herald.

" His Gracious Majesty,
King Henry Vlll,

hereby pardons
by royal command

all those subjects

who have transgressed
and risen in unlawful rebellion."

I therefore ask every one of you

to disperse, go home
and put aside your arms,

firm in the knowledge
that our faith is to be maintained

and not destroyed.

[CHEERING]

WOMAN:
What is it, husband?

ASKE:
I believe it's from the king.

What does it say?

Father?

" My trusty and
well-beloved Aske.

I am informed that
notwithstanding your offences
committed against us

in the late rebellion
attempted in those parts,

you are now at heart repentant.

And since you are determined
to be a faithful subject,

we have conceived a great desire
to speak with you."

Oh, Father!

Hush, children.
Listen to your father.

"And to hear from your mouth
the whole circumstance and
beginning of that matter."

The king wants to
speak with me.
Can you believe it?

" I therefore order you,
as our true and faithful subject
as we now repute you

to come to court for Christmastide.

You are not to let anyone know,

but you will use such
plainness and frankness

in all things
we shall demand of you,

and we may have cause
to reward you even further."

There's a credence
attached saying that:

"You shall safe come
and go from court,

returning before
the 1 2th day of Christmas."

Just make sure that he means
to honour the promises

Lord Suffolk made on his behalf.

Is it not obvious the king has
taken this matter to his heart?

This is a letter
written in his own hand.

You're still too trusting.
I wouldn't go on my own.

But there is a promise
of safe return.

Yeah, well,
promises can be broken.

Mr. Constable,
the promises of a king

are worth a great deal more than
the promises of ordinary folk.

Here's what we shall do.

I will arrange to lay post horses

all the way between here
and London

so that if,
God forbid, Mr. Aske,

you are imprisoned
or otherwise badly treated,

I will hear about it
straightaway

and raise the people again
for your deliverance.

ASKE: Thank you, Lord Darcy.