Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Silence! Damn you. - Let go of me.

- Despite his best efforts. - What? And not yours?

And what if you were to look on the bright side, just once?

- Guilty. - Guilty.

The king as good as gave me his word.

Bury it. Get rid of it somehow. On the fire with it.

We must influence him in our favor with whatever means we have.

Had we known, we might have come sooner.

How could I ever trust you...

Mary, you risked your life coming to court...

Because compliments in your family are usually for someone else.

Finds a few moments each day for himself.

...as a gentleman of the Privy Council.

- Or dressmaking? - No.

You hardly know me.

That women can be the match of men?

Yes, more than once.

And I could give myself to you fully...

It was my fault.

Can I bring you something?

Spare my sister.

So our debts are paid, and more.

Stillborn, Your Majesty.

The marriage of a senior noble is a matter of the state.

Your sister, though, is thriving.

A life in the country, alone with your child.

Divert him. Beguile him. Enchant him.

I beg you, Father, no.

And then you betrayed me over Henry Percy.

Your Grace. Lady Rochford is here to see you.

The child is strong.

I would not presume to interfere in affairs of state.

Tomorrow there's the hunt. You must excel at that.

Don't resist this.

But you cannot undo what has been done before God.

And what if he doesn't like her?

I am to become an earl, your brother a viscount.

It's done. It's done, Your Majesty.

You will take care of that matter?

I have to tell Father. For her own protection.

Perhaps now you know how it feels to be deceived by your sister.

Well, I shall not.

Welcome at court.

Well, that's how it will remain. Forever.