Anne of the Thousand Days Page #4

My sister Mary is with child by him

and of no further use.

I shall not go the way of my sister.

You would be wise to anticipate

my answer

and spare His Majesty any annoyance.

I will not be a mistress of the King

even with the blessing

of a prince of the Ohurch.

- Good sport in Boleyn's woods.

- And in his bowers.

I heard you, Norris.

Well, you two, tell me,

man to man, all kingship aside,

- what's the best way to win a maid?

- A maid?

I couldn't swear to it medically,

but it's young and it's wild.

My skills are not for

the grade of female you seek.

I'm more successful with waiting women.

Don't be modest.

I've followed your spoor so close

there was scarce time

to close the window you left by

or change perfumes

to put me off the scent.

Speak on, your lure,

your most seductive.

- You'll not be offended?

- I'll be offended if you hold back.

If you truly want her, make her believe

that you are potent only with her.

Pretend that you've tried with others.

Gone to bed, kissed hotly,

but hung embarrassed and unable.

But with her you rouse up.

You're a man again.

They can't resist that.

They open like...

Never mind the simile.

Yes. What a game. What a ploy.

Dare I ask, has Your Grace

ever been refused by a wench?

Who? I? Refused? Why, never.

When I've wanted them, I've had them.

When I've had a wench, I'm cured.

That's general, isn't it?

Your Grace, can you all leave talking

of virgins to look at the venison?

Yes, yes. Oome, come.

Next to the haunch of a virgin,

there's nothing

like a haunch of venison.

Do you also offer me up

to this royal bull?

You, my father?

And you, my mother?

- Lower your voice!

- Do you know what it is to be in love?

- I love Harry Percy and will marry him.

- You'll have us all dead or disgraced.

Lower your voice.

The royal bull can't force you.

Brother, I must fight. I must.

Do you know what it means

when a king asks for you?

I can ask my pregnant

and foolish sister.

Turn him away and we can say farewell

to all we've worked for.

If our parents had not taken advantage

what would've become of us?

If we lose favour, we lose everything.

Then say goodbye to it all,

for I will not take the King to my bed!

Your Majesty.

I was so anxious to see you, madam,

I ran ahead.

Have you been faithful to me

or lying about with this husband?

Remarkable women you breed, you Howards.

[laughter]

Norfolk, greet your sister.

I've brought your brother

to make sure I was welcome.

George, you should have hunted with us

and not stayed at home with the ladies.

Nan.

- Give me a kiss.

- Yes, Your Majesty.

And now on the lips, sweet Nan.

I've been taking medicines for a cold.

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