1:42:01
How old is daddy then?
1:42:05
What kind of spindly,
1:42:08
rickett-ridden, milky,
wizened, dim-eyed,
1:42:12
gammy-handed, limpy line
of things will you beget?
1:42:18
It's sweet of you to care.
1:42:20
And when you die, which is
regrettable but necessary,
1:42:25
what will happen to frail alais
and her pruney prince?
1:42:30
You can't think Richard's going
to wait for your grotesque to grow.
1:42:36
You wouldn't let him
do a thing like that?
1:42:39
Let him? I'd push him
through the nursery door.
1:42:44
You're not that cruel.
1:42:47
Don't fret. We'll wait
until you're dead to do it.
1:42:51
Eleanor, what do you want?
1:42:55
Just what you want...
a king for a son.
1:42:57
You can make more, I can't.
You think I want to disappear?
1:43:01
One son is all I've got, and you
can blot him out and call me cruel?
1:43:07
For these ten years, you've
lived with everything I've lost...
1:43:10
and loved another woman
through it all, and I am cruel?
1:43:14
I could peel you like a pear,
1:43:16
and God himself
would call it justice.
1:43:23
I will die sometime soon.
1:43:26
One day I'll duck too slow,
and at westminster,
1:43:29
they'll sing out "long live
the king" for someone else.
1:43:31
I beg you, let it be
a son of mine.
1:43:34
I am not moved to tears.
1:43:39
I have no sons. You have too
many sons. You don't need more.
1:43:49
Well, wish me luck.
I'm off.
1:43:51
To rome? That's where
they keep the pope.
1:43:54
You don't dare go!
1:43:57
Say that again at noon.
You'll say it to my horse's ass.