Mary Queen of Scots

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Elizabeth,

my dear cousin,

this will be the last of my unsent letters.

Tomorrow there will no longer

be two queens in England.

Ye'! I find I bear you no grudge;

rather 6 am filled with a deep compassion.

I know you are as powerless

to change your role,

as I have been to change mine.

l am frightened, Your Majesty.

Don't be.

I thank you for staying with me.

I'm not going to let them take you.

I will protect you.

For you must be allowed

to have your own life.

You will be the queen,

they never let me be.

When I think back 44 years ago in Scotland,

I realize neither of us

had an easy start in life.

I could barely move my tiny hands,

yet politics was already clawing

at my unsuspecting soul.

Pay attention,

give me your hand.

Hold your dress.

Concentrate,

keep your head up,

look straight ahead.

Very good, Marie.

I don

but' mine was not' a very settled upbringing.

As you must know

your father was so determined

I should marry his sickly son

he sent troops to ransack my country.

$0 many Scots lost their lives

in my rough wooing as an infant queen.

When I was being carted

from one stronghold to another,

sometimes I couldn't tell whether

what I was seeing was real or a nightmare.

Farewell, my child,

and may God grant you safe passage

to a more peaceful land.

They will protect you.

You are feverish again.

That's good, my dear,

the fever will take away your fear!

The only way my mother could protect me

was to dispatch me overseas.

Overnight' my destiny changed.

I was no longer to be Queen of England,

bu'! Queen of France,

packed off like precious merchandise

to spend a lifetime with

another mysterious bridegroom.

It's lucky for you I took that' boat'.

If I'd have stayed,

you wouldn't be sifting

on the English throne today.

What is your name?

Well...

But which one is the Queen?

You choose.

Look!

I can kill just by moving my finger.

Come back.

Come and look!

News

news from England

Queen Mary Tudor

What?

She is dead.

My cousin Elizabeth...

She is Queen now...

I just know.

Elizabeth?

What?

Over there?

What's up, who's that?

l am the Queen.

What?

That's impossible.

lam the Queen.

l am Queen of France...

You should have said so right away.

I'm Queen of England, delighted.

And I am also

Queen of Scotland...

Well, my dear,

you're in France.

And there you will stay.

Why do you laugh?

Because, actually,

I intend to come.

- Where?

- To England, stupid!

Oh, no you won't!

Will!

Won't!

Will!

Won't!

Will!

I thought we were cousins.

Which of these cousins

is most inflamed?

I will reply to her immediately.

We will be the best sisters

in the world.

I shall send her

my portrait, too.

Better yet, let me go and

meet her in person. - No.

- We understand each other,

she and I.

We are like twins.

This will not do.

You cannot address her as Queen.

That woman is a bastard.

Even if she were,

she is my cousin.

Mary have you forgotten what the English

have done to your country?

They burned and destroyed it.

It is frightful to think that

I was the cause of a war.

Do not succumb to your

womanly instincts and kindness,

do not let them cloud

your reason.

There can be no dialogue

with that...

that pretender to the Throne.

When she dies, you shall be

the English Queen.

Why should she die?

You see

You and you alone can restore

the true faith in that blasphemous land.

Carrying three crowns

is a grave responsibility,

but impossible as long as

that illegitimate heretic is alive.

She has to go.

I will not crush her,

I will win her over.

Elizabeth,

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