Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Well, he's betrothed. - Betrothed is not married.
...which Howard girl I can place under his nose.
You'll be spared.
Anything the king or his lawyers decide it to be.
- Anne. - Father.
Mary, wait.
...ready for a royal visit. It's money we can't afford.
... nursed when sick, played with as a child.
If I gave your husband an assignment that took him away from court...
Lie back.
Mary is already all of these things.
- Guilty. - Guilty.
I receive regular reports from the dowager queen.
No one could wish for a better sister.
Take the horses to the yard and prepare.
He must have seen in her some talent he knew would please me.
...then let it be in a proper court and by the only authority I recognize.
The elder sister.
...why we waste our time talking of convents...
And consummated too.
He hates me for what I made him do.
No.
Everyone was prepared to concede defeat and let the animal go.
...king of England, his wife, the queen...
You owe me nothing.
Attending upon His Majesty himself.
And so quickly...
Mary. Mary.
Fetch Mary to me, would you?
The goodliest...
And not necessarily for the better.
...and gave me a commission.
I'm a little homesick.
The king of England himself, on his visit.
Under such circumstances, when the time came...
I need my sister here by my side.
...we can have a healthy son.
I don't care! I need to be rid of her. Find a reason.
Hardly.
My lord.
Humility.
Both of you.
If I give the king a son, he will not bear the name "bastard."
So...
Come on, set to, everyone. The king.
Is someone hurt?
If we could help the king with this delicate matter?
No.
Your Majesty. You're most welcome.
And those of her spies.
These rooms once belonged to the duke of Buckingham...
Any scandal, any mark upon her name could be fatal.
Tonight.
I meant to come sooner. I'm sorry I did not.
That is your task and no more.
Mary.
Yes.
Yes?
How could he not?
...for the advancement and amusement of men?
The king? What? What happened?
Although I suspect his pride is hurting rather more.
Oh, I had no knowledge of that. I simply like his face.
Mary and her bastard child will go back to the country.
- But I am. - No, you are loyal to the queen...
Damn you!
- Mary Carey, Your Majesty. - Who?
All I know is that a man that didn't know who you were...
I'm destroying it all on my own. I can't sleep.
Guilty.
You want me to creep away and become a nun?
He won't lie with me and risk damaging the child...
No brother for you to make this country safe.
Will you give yourself to me now?
The king and queen, once happily married...