The Other Boleyn Girl Page #3

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The king has also

offered me a position...

...as a gentleman

of the Privy Council.

Do you hear that, Mary?

Privy Council.

Attending upon His Majesty himself.

The inner sanctum.

What about our future

in the country?

Oh, you must put that

out of your mind.

From now on, your future is at court.

William, please.

Don't you understand

what this means? They'll separate us.

Put me in different accommodation,

where the king can always find me.

Happily, your husband understands

the value of such an opportunity.

For us all.

What about Anne?

Couldn't she go instead?

Anne?

The way Anne has behaved,

she's fortunate to be come at all.

Mother, please, speak to Father.

Do something. I don't want to go.

This is not a request.

We have been summoned.

Please don't be angry with me.

You think I desire to go

for this purpose?

All I know is that a man

that didn't know who you were...

...was with you in that room

for half an hour...

...and came out besotted.

I don't know what you said or did.

Nothing, sister.

Except sing your praises

and talk about my husband.

Really? Well, you must show me

how you did that some time.

- Mary Carey, Your Majesty.

- Who?

Your new lady-in-waiting

and her sister Anne.

Really?

I wasn't aware I was expecting one.

Appointed by His Majesty the king.

By my husband? Really?

Well...

...then she must be some kind of

gift or surprise.

He must have seen in her some talent

he knew would please me.

Tell me.

What special talent is it

that you have...

...apart from your

obvious youth and beauty?

I...

- Poetry, perhaps?

- No.

- Or dressmaking?

- No.

- Singing then, surely?

- No, Your Majesty.

Come, you're too modest.

Sing for us.

- Really, I beg you.

- Sing.

Bravo.

A nightingale.

Welcome at court.

Mary? Stop.

That can't have been easy for you.

But put yourself in the queen's shoes.

She knows the only reason...

...the king has asked you here

is because he desires you.

She's a good woman, trust me.

Jane Parker.

It's embarrassing.

Look, she has her eye on you.

Sweet Jane Parker would be a match

to please our father.

Oh, vile girl.

She's the most ambitious little serpent

at court.

She can't stop watching.

How are you, Stafford?

I'm well, thank you.

I'm not sure I'm one for court life.

I'm a little homesick.

Well, you and I both.

Now, in my view it...

It changes people.

And not necessarily for the better.

Your sister, though, is thriving.

She's truly caught the eye

of Henry Percy.

Why does she do this?

He's already taken.

Tonight.

My little sister.

My little golden sister.

My milk-and-honey sister.

It should be you in my place.

Don't concern yourself with me.

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