:58:00
- Do you ask Her Majesty to be patient?
- My Lord, I will go--
:58:03
[ Gasps ]
Sunday. Greenwich!
:58:09
Now, pay attention, nursie.
:58:11
The queen--
Gloriana Regina,
:58:14
God's chosen vessel, the radiant one
who shines her light on us--
:58:17
is at Greenwich today and prepared
during the evening's festivities...
:58:21
to bestow her gracious favor
on my choice of wife.
:58:24
And if we're late for lunch,
the old boot will not forgive!
:58:27
So get you to my lady's chamber
and produce her with or without
her undergarments!
:58:31
You cannot!
Not for the queen herself!
:58:33
What will you have me do?
Marry you instead?
:58:37
To be the wife
of a poor player.
:58:40
Can I wish that for Lady Viola
except in my dreams?
:58:43
And yet I would if I were free to follow
my desire in the harsh light of day.
:58:47
You follow your desire
freely enough in the night.
:58:50
- So, if that is all, to Greenwich I go.
- Then I'll go with you.
:58:53
- You cannot. Wessex will kill you.
- I know how to fight.
:58:56
Stage fighting.
:58:59
Oh, Will.
:59:02
As Thomas Kent,
my heart belongs to you,
:59:05
but as Viola,
the river divides us,
:59:08
and I must marry Wessex
a week from Saturday.
:59:12
I'll drag her down
by the queen's command!
:59:18
Good morning, my Lord.
:59:20
My lady. The tide waits for no man,
but I swear it would wait for you.
:59:25
[ High-Pitched Voice ]
Oh, here we come at last, my lord!
:59:29
Are you bringing
your laundry-woman?
:59:31
[ Tittering ]
:59:34
Her chaperone,
my lady's country cousin.
:59:37
My, but you be
a handsome gallant,
:59:40
just as she said.
:59:43
You may call me
Miss Wilhelmina.
:59:45
On a more fortuitous
occasion, perhaps.
:59:48
[ Titters ]
Oh, my Lord, you will not shake me off.
:59:51
Aye, she never needed me more.
I swear by your britches.
:59:55
[ All Chattering ]