To Kill a King Page #2

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for the time being,

at least.

( distant birds chirping )

Fairfax:
Oliver.

Oliver, we have

a meeting with the king.

( laughs )

Rumor has it you have

a home somewhere.

What do you think?

You forgot to say how often

he may cut his toenails.

We're late.

lt's all here, Holles,

the troops' accounts.

- The treaty.

- Man:
Mr. Oliver Cromwell, your majesty.

- Anyone else?

- Lord General Fairfax,

Mr. Denzil Holles,

Earl of Whitby,

Mr. Henry lreton,

Lord Baker,

Sir Richard Pritchard.

We have the peace terms,

your grace.

Let me guess.

You would...

dismantle my arsenal,

strip me of my power.

Power to abuse and steal

from your subjects

was never

rightfully yours.

Parliament merely wishes

to bind your grace to the law of the land.

No army shall be levied,

no taxes imposed upon the realm,

unless by the common...

...council of the realm.

l am familiar with the Magna Carta,

Mr. Holles.

Your hand in this too,

Lord Fairfax?

l would call you "General,"

but it is hard

to forget the day

you came of age,

when l laid my hand

on this shoulder

and named you

Lord Thomas Fairfax.

Amusing to think you swore loyalty

to me then forever more.

l swore to honor and defend my king

as he is meant to be.

You were proud

that day.

Trembled a little too,

as a l recall,

all the court whispering

of your beauty--

our angel-faced

Lord Thomas.

Who'd have thought

you'd be seduced

by the cheap glory

of a rebel's cause?

Your majesty wronged

this kingdom.

Lord or not, l was

compelled to protest.

Once your majesty

is a true king again,

l shall be glad

to serve him.

And your wife,

the lovely lady Anne,

how does she like

this rebel in you?

The nation you claim as yours

lies shattered and bereaved.

lf you have any love for it,

you will sign.

l shall consider it,

Mr. Cromwell.

You will grant me time

to read it, l trust.

We await

your grace's reply.

You might permit

your wife to visit

as a sign of goodwill.

Even a common prisoner

would consider it his right

to have a little company.

- Cromwell:
Welcome.

- Thank you.

Anne:
you have no wish

to live near the town?

Live under the gaze

of a thousand watchful eyes?

That is not living.

How can you dream

unless you look at the sky?

My daughter Bridget.

- And you've met cousin Henry.

- At the celebration, l believe.

God's day to you,

General.

Henry.

Cromwell:
My wife.

Our husbands are so like brothers,

l feel we are sisters already.

Please, come in.

You sent for me,

your grace?

( distant bells chiming )

l've read the terms,

Mr. Holles.

Quite a task you had

in marshalling all

of Parliament's demands.

So, "Merchants

shall protect

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