1:17:04
Let him enter.
1:17:22
You come with armed men at your back...
1:17:25
...into my throne room,
my Lord of Essex?
1:17:29
- Do I need them, Your Majesty?
- You do not.
1:17:33
That we shall see.
1:17:43
- They told me you wouldn't see me.
- They were wrong.
1:17:47
I will see you.
1:17:50
State your grievance if you have any.
1:17:54
Myself, I have a great affection
for rebels...
1:17:57
...being frequently one myself.
1:18:00
Your Majesty thinks me a rebel?
Why, no.
1:18:03
I'm but come from Ireland bringing
you news of your loyal subjects there.
1:18:07
But you have your army here with you.
1:18:10
I but bring my men home to London.
1:18:12
Didn't you receive my orders
directing you to disband?
1:18:16
Is Your Majesty aware that an army
turned loose becomes a mob?
1:18:20
Your revenues were suspended.
1:18:23
- Who is paying them?
- I am.
1:18:26
They're in your service now?
1:18:28
In my service.
1:18:30
Well, an honest answer at any rate.
1:18:33
Why should I lie?
1:18:36
And Ireland. What of Ireland?
1:18:39
I left it worse than I found it,
for which Tyrone sends you his thanks.
1:18:43
- Lf you'd supported my plans...
- Plans? What plans?
1:18:46
Am I a mind reader to know
what goes on across the sea?
1:18:49
- Why do you think I ordered you home?
- I wrote.
1:18:51
Yes, masterly letters. Brief, to the point,
wasting no words.
1:18:56
In short, nothing.