:58:02
- There's a courier from London, milord.
- At last. Where is he? Fetch him here.
:58:15
Even the water's rotten.
:58:20
Come.
:58:26
- Well, is this all?
- Yes, milord.
:58:29
- No letter from Her Majesty?
- That's all Cecil gave.
:58:32
You lie. You lie!
:58:35
- Who tampered with you?
- No, milord, I swear...
:58:38
- Wait, man. Don't.
- He lies, I tell you.
:58:41
She wouldn't leave us here without one
word from her except bare dispatches.
:58:46
How am I gonna beat these Irish
when she denies me men, food, arms...
:58:49
...and doesn't answer my pleas for them?
:58:52
And not a single word
from her except these.
:58:54
- But you haven't read it yet.
- What?
:58:56
Perhaps she...
:58:58
Oh, yes. Perhaps.
:59:08
Essex, what is it? Does she...?
:59:12
I've endured much, but this caps all.
:59:16
Listen.
:59:18
"Lord Essex will disperse his army...
:59:20
...and return immediately to London
to give himself up."
:59:26
I'm to return to London
to give myself up.
:59:28
Do you hear that?
:59:30
- To give myself up!
- But why?
:59:33
Why? You may well ask.
:59:36
Is she in league with Tyrone?
:59:38
She obstructs my campaign in every way.
:59:40
Now, when I'm to finish him...
:59:42
...l'm to return to London
to give myself up.
:59:45
- She's the queen.
- And I'm her subject.
:59:47
But I'm a man too,
which she seems to have forgotten.
:59:54
Knollys.
:59:56
- Milord?
- Rouse the camp.
:59:58
Have every man in. We march tonight.