Young Bess

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Her father, Henry VIII,

called her Young Bess.

Her mother, Anne Boleyn,

ended on the block.

Born at a time when heads fell

around her like cabbage stalks, -

- to grow up at all

was an achievement.

To grow up to greatness

was a miracle.

HATFIELD HOUSE, ENGLAND

NOVEMBER 16TH, 1558

- Mr. Parry.

- Bills for gowns, shoes, caps!

Where's the money to come from?

No I didn't. That's all over!

Mrs. Ashley. What have you done?

Sit down and prepare yourself

for some news.

Bad news.

I've just left my Lady Elizabeth.

She received a message from London

Her stepsister, Queen Mary, is ill

- It's cruel to lose one's sister.

- You mean Bloody Mary is dying?

- She'll be dead by morning?

- Dead as a doornail.

- This means ...

- Young Bess will be queen.

Queen of England

at the age of five and twenty.

- Mrs. Ashley!

- Mr. Parry!

Do you remember the last

little drink we had together?

- Yes. It got us into trouble.

- We mustn't overdo it this time.

- Long live Young Bess.

- Long live Queen Elizabeth.

Well, when she sits on the throne,

- I can safely say ... I did it.

You're a remarkable woman.

You've been no ordinary governess.

Yours has been no easy task.

A difficult child.

All children are. Let alone a

daughter of the monster, King Henry

- And Anne Boleyn.

- A dangerous mixture.

Well, we're in harbor.

- At last.

- But it's been a stormy passage.

Like the song of the seesaw:

Here we go up, up, up

- Up to the sky so high

- Here we go down, down, down

Bumpety-bump, goodbye.

That's how it was.

To start with,

we were our father's darling.

Those were the times

when we went up, up, up.

Up, up, up in the sky.

So high.

- Look. Your future Queen Elizabeth

- Just like her father.

There's breeding for you.

No mistaking the fatherhood.

- Henry, didn't I have a hand in it

- Yes. But I gave you the idea.

Don't scowl at me like that. Why

don't you laugh like your mother?

That's the way

to win peoples' hearts.

But Anne Boleyn laughed once too

often and with the wrong people.

She took three lovers with her.

Old Harry did things in a big way.

Come, we're no longer the future

queen. The King doesn't want us.

We're a nobody.

So we were chased away from Court

to Hatfield. Without a mother.

Without a home. Old Harry took

another wife and a son was born.

He was heir to the throne.

We were declared illegitimate.

So we went down, down, down.

Bumpety-bump. Goodbye.

We'll never wear these shoes again

They're full of holes.

We have to see to it that

our new stepmother likes us, -

- our appearance,

our little ways and our manners.

Now Your Highness is back in your

father's grace. Isn't it wonderful

Your Highness!

Now listen carefully. This one is

German. Don't forget that.

After all, it's not her fault.

We can't pick and choose.

What we need is a mother.

Ist das meine liebe Tochter

Elizabeth? Komm hier, mein Kind.

Hab keine Angst, mein Liebling.

I took one look at the King's face

and knew what he was contemplating

For him a change,

for us, a ride to Hatfield.

In no time we were back to be

inspected by our fourth mother.

Don't be stubborn.

It can't hurt us to try again.

This one is said to be beautiful.

Your father is very much in love.

Come in, child.

I won't eat you.

Don't stare at me like that.

Say something.

I made you legitimate out of the

goodness of my big, fat heart.

Doctor says it will kill me one day

He's in the Tower reconsidering.

Anne Boleyn's brat, I'll put you in

the Tower if you dare defy me.

You dare. I'm beginning to like you

To my good health.

Henry, please. No more wine tonight

This is your new stepmother, child

I can see you like her.

I do, too.

I like her very much.

Come, my darling. I'm afraid we have

to go home now. Back to Hatfield.

Don't worry. The King will soon

have us meet another stepmother.

And another and another.

Well, I will not come!

Open the door, Bess. Please.

It's Lord Thomas Seymour.

He's to take you back to London.

Bess, we're going back to Court.

Those are the King's orders.

You'll be the death of us both.

My Lord Admiral. Will you come

and talk to her? I can do nothing.

I see. Leave it to me.

I have a way with children.

Good morning, Lady Elizabeth. The

King sent me here to talk to you.

- I've looked forward to it.

- It will be a very short talk.

- I've just begun.

- I've finished.

- I promised your stepmother ...

- I've had too many!

You can tell the King I said so.

Will you please

come closer to the door?

- Well?

- I'll tell the King that I failed

- But only on one condition.

- What condition?

I want to have a look at you.

Open the door and I'll come in.

- Why?

- I want to see your face and eyes

- What for?

- Can you come still closer?

I have my ear against the door.

Because of a woman I once knew

and liked and laughed with.

- Who?

- We never speak her name.

- My mother?

- Yes.

I know the King banned you from

the Court because you're like her.

Well then, come in.

Come in and see for yourself.

Well?

- I can't see much from here.

- Stay there. Keep the bargain!

I always do.

That's why I make so many friends.

I don't need your friendship.

I don't need your pity either.

- What are you doing?

- Opening so I can see you better.

- We can drive back in the sunshine

- You're full of tricks.

- Don't you trust me?

- No!

If the King could see you like this

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