Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What did I do to upset you...
...incalculable wealth and position.
...did knowingly commit incest, high treason...
And reads and writes.
- A proud day for you. - Yes.
...and risking civil war.
I can't. I'm so sorry.
...and leave us at the mercy of the Protestants.
- It's a disaster. - Why?
My lord.
I thought I had made myself clear. Until we're married, there's no ques...
Must I spell it out?
You think she doesn't know exactly what she's doing?
Give it to my sister.
...then they and everyone connected with them will perish.
I'm well, thank you.
No. When you are loyal to me above all others.
There. Found one.
...and a kind heart.
George, the king will arrange a match between you and Jane Parker.
Thanks to the education I have given her.
This will leave you all alone in court.
Well done, Anne. Well done, children.
No.
- I barely see Katherine. - But she sits on a throne beside you.
Observe the ladies of the court. See how they achieve...
...where he will marry the Talbot girl, as arranged.
What you suggest is treason.
My one true love.
It's a question women have asked themselves for some time.
It's my fault.
Well, it was not.
I'm asking you because I trust you.
Damn you. Not a single detail was left to chance.
My God, it's the king.
Don't concern yourself with me.
She wants me to step aside.
Before I subject a good woman to such an ordeal...
I'm fine. I'm fine, thank you.
You want me to lie before God...
Still looking, my lord.
- Guilty. - Guilty.
What makes you think a couple months...
Come, you're too modest. Sing for us.
My children. My children.
To your places.
What were you thinking?
I've given it some thought and wondered...
...beseeching him to have mercy on my soul.
An opportunity has arisen
And that you would put a matter of this importance...
Well, I don't like it. It'll cost a fortune to get this house...
You want me to retire and give up my daughter's claim...
The king.
It's embarrassing.
Mary.
I am forever in your debt.
I'm not sure I'm one for court life.
Anne.
No, sir.
"... And Affection For You."
Yes.
Your Majesty.
An opportunity has arisen.
Your sister is gone, as you wished.
I have loved all those whom you loved and given you children...
Why do you insult me by returning them?
I am.
My flattery, it makes you uncomfortable.
Mary Talbot, Henry Percy's bride. Leave us.
Your new lady-in-waiting and her sister Anne.
Happily, your husband understands the value of such an opportunity.
Like Mary?
Where are they?
I suppose he felt that she'd been banished long enough.