:02:02
The reason is a puny rock-bound island
as barren and treacherous as her queen...
:02:07
who secretly gives aid to our enemies
while her pirates plunder our commerce.
:02:11
You know as well as I, Peralta...
:02:13
we cannot keep Northern Europe
in submission...
:02:15
until we have a reckoning with England.
:02:17
It is not yet time, Your Majesty.
Not until the Armada is built.
:02:20
Time?
:02:21
The destiny of Spain
cannot wait upon the fitness of time.
:02:26
I have but one life...
:02:28
and that life is all too short
for me to fulfill that destiny.
:02:33
- Don Alvarez.
- Sire.
:02:35
You will proceed at once to England
as my ambassador.
:02:37
You will assure the queen of my patience
and continued affection...
:02:41
to allay any suspicion
in regard to our plans.
:02:44
As you wish, Your Majesty.
:02:48
With England conquered,
nothing can stand in our way.
:02:53
Northern Africa,
Europe as far east as the Urals...
:02:57
then the New World,
to the north, to the south...
:03:01
west to the Pacific,
over the Pacific to China and the Indies...
:03:05
will our empire spread.
:03:09
One day, before my death...
:03:11
we shall sit here
and gaze at this map upon the wall.
:03:15
It will have ceased
to be a map of the world.
:03:19
It will be Spain.
:03:46
Aloft, there! Hold taut on the bowline.
:03:49
We're losing the wind!
:03:57
I regret our slow passage,
Your Excellency...