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Not end up all over the newspapers.

-It's the absence of noise. -Emptiness. Blank page.

Have you ever thought how it must be for me?

A country which has brought us many things.

They take it all away...

Our dashing ambassador, Alec Kirkbride, in Libya.

I did, very much. Although, it was jolly dusty down there.

-Is that awful of me? -Yes.

That's the advantage of having a character to bring.

What would you say to the authorities regarding the matter?

No real job, stuck in a small flat, followed by photographers,

And I'm not the Sovereign.

-Which allows others to shine. -But the monarchy should shine.

-Have a good think. -About what?

No. Pulling out at this late hour would make us look weak.

Now, my speech at Valletta.

You're an actress. A famous film star.

Perhaps it would be prudent, to take a few things out.

-I'll try not to upstage you. -How kind.

Well, it's not forever.

It is. It was a directive from the government itself,

I'd almost forgotten what it feels like to have the spirits lifted.

Oh, by the way, I've arranged for Margaret

A powerful signal to the people of Gibraltar

Lady Doris. And...

I'm afraid I'd be quite unable to accept.

-Her Royal Highness is on her way. -Thank you.

And ask Colonel Charteris if he'd be so kind as to come and see me in the morning.

Get her back on track.

There was one adjustment that I would like to make.

The speech for the Ambassador's reception tonight.

Without you to protect me. Guide me.

Feels like it, though. Two years.

Bermuda holds and will always hold a warm place in our hearts."

Would you have preferred she make a mess of it?

-Wasn't I just? -The good news is, you'll fly back.

-And mess things up. -And outshine me.

How much is still in the diary?