Elizabeth: The Golden Age Page #4

Resurrection.

The true adventure.

Coming out of

the vast unknown,

out of the immensity,

into new life.

That,

Your Majesty,

is the New World.

I like

your immensities.

Your ocean is an image

of eternity, I think.

Such great spaces

make us small.

Do we discover the

New World, Mr. Raleigh,

or does the New World

discover us?

You speak like

a true explorer.

I like you,

Mr. Raleigh.

And I like you.

You know, of course, that when

I like a man, I reward him.

I have heard that.

And what have you

to say about it?

Reward my mission,

Majesty, not me.

Is the mission

not the man?

Then you leave me free

to like you in return.

Go on.

I think it must be hard

for so great a queen

to know the simple pleasure

of being liked for herself.

Now you grow dull.

Come on!

Mine.

You have

the stronger horse.

Yours carries

the lighter load.

No.

The Queen does not

give way to others.

Whoa! Whoa!

Forgive me, Majesty. My horse

doesn't seem to know his place yet.

Have you ever known

your place, Mr. Raleigh?

Oh, come on!

It's from her.

Mary Stuart is the heart

and soul of our enterprise.

Make sure she

and only she reads this.

We wait for her order.

The order

must be given clearly.

The jailer, madam.

My noble jailer.

Am I a danger to England

even when I pray?

As always, ma'am, my

concern is for your safety.

I pray for

my cousin Elizabeth.

Do you think

she prays for me?

Is it true

that I've never known the

pleasure of being liked for myself?

I hope you believe I like

you for yourself, my lady.

Is anyone ever liked simply

for themselves? I doubt it.

Are you?

Men like you

because you're pretty,

and because you have

the ear of the Queen.

No doubt.

Him, too.

He likes you because

he wants my favor.

You do realize that.

Yes, my lady.

And the other thing,

too, of course.

But then,

all men want that.

Male desire

confers no distinction.

Oh, I envy you, Bess.

You're free to have

what I cannot have.

You're my adventurer.

Thank you for coming.

You mustrt send

letters to the palace.

You know what would

happen if I was caught.

I need your help.

More money?

No.

My father doesn't want

to hide like this anymore.

Of course.

We both want to get back

into favor with the court.

That's impossible.

You know that

you're Papists.

Why impossible?

Everyone at court has a Papist

somewhere in their family.

Francis.

Just as you have.

Speak to the Queen.

You are her favorite.

My father and I

will embrace the new faith.

Cousin Bess.

No.

We have known each other all our lives.

I would do nothing

to harm you.

Why can't you help us?

They will kill us!

Oh. Do not tease me,

Mr. Raleigh.

There's nothing

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