(drill sergeant) Guards! Royal salute! Present arms!
(stomping boots / gun salute)
(woman) Some people are born more fortunate than others.
Such was the case with me.
But as a child, I was convinced of quite the opposite.
What little girl does not dream of growing up as a princess?
But some palaces are not at all what you'd think.
Even a palace... can be a prison.
(rattling)
Mama never explained why she would have someone taste my food.
Why I couldn't attend school with other children or read popular books.
When my father died,
Mama and her adviser, Sir John Conroy, created rules.
He said they were for my protection,
and he called it the Kensington System.
I could not sleep in a room without Mama
or even walk downstairs without holding the hand of an adult.
I learned the reason for all this when I was 1 1.
My uncle William was the King of England.
Yet he and his three brothers could boast only one living child.
And that was me.
Sir John's dream was that the King would die
and there would be a Regency,
where my mother would rule England and he would rule my mother.
So I began to dream of the day when my life would change...
.. and I might be free.
And I prayed for the strength to meet my destiny.
(whispers) I will be good.
# ("Zadok the Priest" by Handel)
(all) God save the Queen!
God save the Queen! God save the Queen!
(silence)
(single bell tolls)
(bells chime)
(man) Sign it!
Are you sure that we're doing the right thing?
We've waited long enough.
Now, for the last time, you will sign this order.
I will not sign it.
I say you will!
- I say I will not. - How dare you, you...!
Sir John.
We were just...
It's time for the Princess's medicine.
- Shall l? - I'll do it.
Well, if you're sure.
- Good night, mein liebling. - Good night, Mama.
How are you?
(Leopold) I've received a letter from England.
My sister says Victoria won't sign the order for her Regency.
And why would she sign it?
The Princess is nearly 1 8. Why would she sign away her own powers?
Because she is an ignorant baby.
Because she needs guidance and time to prepare for her role as Queen.
Until then, my sister will take her place as Regent.
Sir John Conroy would be Regent.
Unfortunately, the Duchess is controlled by her controller.
It may be in Your Majesty's interests to abandon Conroy and your sister,
before it's too late, and support the future Queen instead.
Of course, the Duchess won't like it.
Baron, I was born the younger son of a penniless duke.
Now I'm King of the Belgians.
Such journeys are not managed without hard decisions.
Besides, who controls a young girl most?
Now go to Germany and finish my nephew's training.
(man) Albert!
(Victoria) I suppose you want to walk with me this afternoon.
Really? Just the two of us alone? What would Mama say?
(she chuckles)
Hold still or I'll never get your nose right.
(dog whines)
Oh, I give up!
I give up. You are impossible. You are impossible. You are impossible.
(Lehzen) Victoria, your mother's waiting.
(Victoria) Come on!
Dash!
- Where is the Duchess? - In the drawing room, Your Highness.
(Conroy) It will take them three days to arrive by coach from Coburg. Dashy!
- How did you come downstairs? - I walked.
- Not alone? - No, not alone.
- Lehzen was with me. - She held your hand?
She did. Though why she still has to...
Because not everyone in England wishes you well.
Put the book down, please.
(chuckles) Dashy!
England is the key to peace in Europe.
Your uncle's throne is six years old and born of civil war.
He only took the crown of Belgium because England pledged her support.
And if he's to survive, he must have English force at his disposal.
Favourite novels?
- Sie hat nicht viele Romane gelesen. - English. Always English.
She has not read many novels. They were forbidden until last year.
- But she did like...? - The Bride of Lammermoor.
- By? - Sir Walter Scott.
- Other recreations? - Drawing. The famous dolls, of course.
Piano. Music, generally. It's hard to believe she knows so little Schubert.
Never mind Schubert. She likes modern composers.
- Is she permitted the theatre? - Only the opera and ballet.
Which opera does she like best?
- Norma? - (thumps table)
I Puritani!
(sings aria)
(man) In order to maintain control over Princess Victoria,
Sir John and the Duchess keep her away from King William's court.
Thus when she does make a public appearance,
her mere presence causes quite a stir.
You must win her favour before anyone else has the chance.
You still don't look well. Maybe we should go away for August.
- No, Mama. - What do you mean, no?
We missed the Queen's birthday. We will not miss the King's.
We've accepted. We're going.
Really, Victoria, don't issue orders to me. I'm not a servant.
Well, you've already disobeyed about the extra rooms. That's enough.
Are we to live like rabbits, crammed in a hutch?
We live in a palace, Mama. We're a lot better off than most people.
The rooms which I took were empty.
Keeping us out of them was... almost immoral.
- That's what John says. - I knew he'd have a part in it.
My dearest child, he only wants what's best for you.
I wish you could believe that.
I've invited the Coburg brothers to come and stay.
- You ought to know them better. - Why?
Because you should.
- Uncle Leopold thinks it's a good idea. - (sighs)
You stick one more pin in me, I swear I will call the guard.
Your first visit is the most important. We can not have any mistakes.
And always remember, you're first a Coburg.
The King of the Belgians is a Coburg. The King of Portugal is a Coburg,
so is the Queen of England's mother. And you are the next piece in the game!
(Leopold) Now go to England and make her smile.
(footman) Is this all the luggage?
- What if she wants to dance? - It's your first visit. She won't.
- Your Serene Highnesses, welcome. - Thank you.
I'm Sir John Conroy, controller of the Duchess's household. This way, please.
The Duchess is in the drawing room.
- Ah! May I present her Royal... - Hello.
I'm Ernst, ma'am. This is my brother, Albert.
- We haven't interrupt your studies? - No, not at all.
- How was your journey? - Long, but not too bad.
We had books to keep us busy.
As matter of fact, I passed the time reading The Bride of Lammermoor.
By Sir Walter... Scott.
Yes.
Do you want to come and meet Mama?
(birdsong)
Of the modern composers, I suppose Vincenzo Bellini is my favourite.
What a coincidence! So is mine. Which of his operas do you enjoy most?
- No, wait, let me guess. I Puritani? - As a matter of fact, yes.
I used to like it too. Now I prefer Norma.
(dog barks)
Dashy! Go fetch it! Fetch it, Dash!
Aye, aye, aye, aye.
- Have I offended you in some way? - No.
And Schubert.
I like Schubert.
I think... I think perhaps you don't,... but I do.
I don't mind Schubert.
Good.
Do you ever feel like a chess piece yourself?
In a game being played against your will?
- Do you? - Constantly.
I see them leaning in and moving me around the board.
The Duchess and Sir John?
Not just them. Uncle Leopold.
The King. I'm sure half the politicians are ready to seize hold of my skirts
and drag me from square to square. (laughs)
Then master the rules of the game until you play it better than they can.
You don't recommend I find a husband to play it for me?
I should find one to play it with you, not for you.
Why don't we ring for some music? And then we could dance.
I've recently discovered the waltz and I am quite in love with it.
- Waltzing is not really my forte. - Oh, dear.
What a shame.
You know the King wants me to marry my cousin George?
Hmm.
What's he like at chess?
(giggles)
Victoria.
It's alright, Lehzen, Albert can take me up.
You'll have to hold my hand. Mama insists. I hope you don't mind.
Not in the least.
What did you want to say?
Only that I understand more than you think of what your life is.
Do you?
My childhood wasn't easy either. I lost my mother when I was a boy.
- I know. She died. - No, er...
That is, she did die eventually, but...
she was sent away long before that.
There was some difficulty.
It was all hushed up and... no one talks of it now.
But I know what it is to live alone inside your head,
while never giving a clue as to your real feelings.
Did Uncle Leopold ask you to tell me that?
No. Er, he actually told me never to mention it.
(giggles) Well, how little he knows me.
Hmm.
May I write to you?
(she hums)
You'll miss the princes when they're gone, ma'am.
Don't be impertinent.
(Victoria giggles softly)
- Those boys pester you. - Oh, please, Lehzen.
You don't think I've come this far to walk into another jail, do you?
- You must marry one day. - Well, I don't see why.
And if I do, I shall please myself,
not Mama or Uncle Leopold or the King or anyone else. Trust me.
(hums / giggles)
- Must l? - Yes, you must.
Be on your guard.
We are going to Windsor for my uncle's birthday party.
- In the castle of the enemy. - Your enemy, Sir John, not mine.
- Agree to nothing. - What should I say about the rooms?
You needed the space. Appeal to the Queen. It's ridiculous.
I wish you were coming with us.
You're very intent, Baroness. Are you making a study of me?
Someone should.
(horses whinny)
- Present Prime Minister? - Melbourne.
Lord Melbourne.
The Liberal leader who'll probably be in power when the Princess succeeds.
- He may be troublesome. - Why?
He puts the interests of England above those of Europe.
- Which is bad? - Which is not useful to us.
He wouldn't spill one drop of English blood to save a foreign throne.
(Lord Chamberlain) The Viscount Melbourne.
Why would he save a foreign throne if it wasn't in England's interest?
That is just the kind of thinking your Uncle Leopold is afraid of.
Which is why he's content to find his niece is the future Queen of England.
(Lord Chamberlain) The Duke of Wellington.
In the public mind, the leader of the Conservative opposition is a pet hero,
Napoleon's conqueror, the grand old Duke of Wellington.
- But not in fact. - No.
- You look in very good health, sir. - Thank you, sir.
- I wish I was. Enjoy the meal. - Thank you.
The next T ory Prime Minister will be Sir Robert Peel.
(Lord Chamberlain)..and Lady Peel.
Which side does Victoria favour?
She's a Liberal. Above all, she favours Lord Melbourne.
And he'll take full advantage of it.
Her Royal Highness, Princess Victoria of Kent.
Her Royal Highness, the Duchess of Kent.
The Lady Flora Hastings.
- Hello, Uncle. - Look at that demure little head.
And all of us wondering what's inside it.
We'll find out soon enough.
Lord Melbourne will make her fall in love with him. It's his method.
- Don't underestimate Victoria. - Don't underestimate Melbourne.
(King William) My dearest niece.
- Won't you greet your cousin George? - Good evening, George.
How can my niece and nephew have grown up so when I wasn't looking?
Whereas you are quite unchanged and as handsome as ever.
If I put my head very close to yours and speak softly,
- they'll think we're hatching a plot. - Yes.
If I look a little surprised,... (gasps)
- well, then they'll know it. - (both laugh)
I wish we saw more of you. But then, nor you nor I are to blame for that.
The plain fact is, madam, you have stolen 1 7 rooms!
One cannot steal a room, sir. The rooms are where you left them.
Now they are used, before they were empty.
I see. So I have no say in my own palaces?
Why not move in here and bring your lrish tinker with you?
The Queen and l will be happy enough in the lodge!
So would I be, sir, if I thought that people there would be polite to me!
- How dare you talk...! - Enough!
You have exhausted the topic.
Conroy tried to force the Princess Victoria's agreement to a Regency.
She wouldn't sign it, sick as she was. That says something for her spirit.
Your next birthday will be quite a landmark.
- I hope we'll see more of you at Court. - I hope so too, Lord Melbourne.
(woman laughs)
You know, should you ever need an ally,...
you have one in me.
The Prime Minister has more important calls upon his time.
Not at all. I knew the late Duke of Kent.
Naturally, I take an interest in his daughter.
- You knew my father? - Yes.
I'm sorry. Is it difficult to speak of him?
No. I love to hear from someone who knew him. For I never did, you see.
Well,... he was a great gentleman. Of that you can be sure.
Indeed I am.
Excellent company like his brother, the Regent, but not quite so extravagant.
And kind, like his brother, the King,... but perhaps not so talkative.
(laughs)
Well, you make him sound as though he were the best of them.
Oh, I think so, ma'am.
Your leader is hard at work, Duchess.
You see him hover with his net to catch the pretty butterfly.
And when your party is back in power, Duke, will you not do the same?
(laughs) Not nearly as well as Melbourne.
Unfortunately, I have no small talk. Peel has no manners.
And I would have a hard time praising her father.
The most brutal officer I ever encountered.
(orchestra stops playing)
(he sighs)
(slurred) I thank you for your good wishes on my birthday.
It has been a long life... and an interesting one.
But I shall be content with only a short while more.
Just enough... to dispense with any thought of a Regency,...
..so that I may pass the Royal Authority directly to that young lady.
And not... to the hands... of a person now near me...
..who is surrounded by evil advisers
and who cannot act with propriety in the station in which she's been placed!
I have been insulted!
Grossly and continually insulted!
She has kept her daughter, my brother's child, from my Court!
But from now on, I'd have her know that I am King!
And I will not be flouted or disobeyed by her
or by that jackanapes she keeps about her!
Are you alright?
(heavy door slams)
Families, who'd be without them?
(insects chirrup)
Are you listening?
What?
- Well? - Ma'am, you do have a letter,
but it's not from Germany, it's from the King.
So it is. Thank you, Watson.
- Don't you see what he wants? - He increases my income
once I'm 1 8 and he asks to see me at Court, what is wrong with that?
The King wants to separate you from your mother. He wants to control you,
to take you from those whose sole aim is trying to protect you!
No need to shout. The people will find out our business soon enough
without hearing it from your lips.
Tell her. Make her understand.
What Sir John means is that you're unprepared for the task ahead of you.
And if I am, whose fault is that?
You're too young! You've no experience!
You're like a china doll walking over a precipice!
Well, then, I must smash! For it's too late to mend my ways now!
- So if you'll excuse me... - But I will not excuse you!
Now this is what you will do!
First, you will refuse the money and demand that it be given to your mother.
Next, you will appoint me your private secretary from today.
Finally, you will agree to be co-regent with the Duchess
until your 25th birthday. Neither she nor I will accept less!
You may do what you like with the money.
Now, get out of my way!
And if you think that I will ever forget
that you just stood by silent and you watched him treat me thus,
you are dreaming!
(dog whimpers)
(King William) Is there no limit to this disobedience?
Mark my words! The reign of King Conroy is coming!
My poor sister-in-law. What is the hold that wicked man has over her?
What about her uncle in Brussels? Could he not be of assistance?
King Leopold is as slippery as a barrel full of eels.
If he did dislodge Conroy, it'd only be to tighten his own grip on the girl.
Mightn't there be some benefit if I pay Princess Victoria a visit
before Conroy has a chance to usurp her?
(sighs) Very well.
Lord, in your mercy, get me past May!
That way she'll be of age and we'll have killed off the Regency at least.
I tell you, Lord Melbourne, his behaviour to me
makes it impossible to keep him in any post near my person.
Any post whatever.
You don't think it more dangerous to cut him loose?
I know things that mean I could never have confidence in him.
Now, I see I must endure Lady Flora.
Mama cannot appear at Court without a lady-in-waiting,
but I draw the line at Conroy.
And once I'm Queen, I do not wish to look upon his face again.
Well, we can't prevent the Duchess
from keeping him in charge of her own affairs.
That will be her mistake, not mine.
(Albert) My dear Victoria, when I think...
Dearest Victoria, if ever you should need...
What? Like a vulture? T o hover at the edge until the King is dead?
And, ma'am, you needn't worry.
I'll be your private secretary. For now, at least.
Thank you, Lord Melbourne. That is a great comfort to me.
- Wenn er tot ist, dann gibt es mehr... - Ernst! English, please!
When he is dead, there'll be more than one vulture to contend with.
We should consider the new appointments.
Your ladies-in-waiting and so forth.
Perhaps the Duchess of Sutherland for Mistress of the Robes?
Oh, I don't really know her.
Ma'am, she's a dear friend of mine. You'll enjoy her enormously.
I should be lost without your guidance.
- I hope you know how grateful I am. - I'll draw up a list.
What is it? Don't you like her?
Yes, I like her.
More than I dared hope.
But it's not up to me, is it. What do you call a man
who waits for a rich woman to decide whether or not she wants him?
- Then, why not tell her how you feel? - (sighs)
(Albert) My dear Victoria,
these days will be full of sadness since I know the King is dear to you.
Will you allow me to offer my support, albeit at a distance?
If I cannot be with you,
then I pray you will hear my voice in the music that I send.
You know my love of Schubert.
This is his "Swan Song". And I play it with you in my heart.
- Is he ready? - Well, he may be, but she isn't.
Let her enjoy succession and the freedom it'll bring.
We must wait for disillusion, and the loneliness that follows.
(Duchess of Kent) Victoria.
You must come now.
Long live the Queen.
(door opens)
I'm going back to bed.
I imagine Lord Melbourne will be here quite early.
Make sure he has everything he needs if I am not ready to receive him.
Of course, Your Royal...
Your Majesty.
Victoria, wait. I will hold your hand.
No. Thank you, Mama.
And, Lehzen, in the morning, arrange for my bed to be moved
into a room of my own?
- Surely there's no need... - As soon as possible, Lehzen.
The Council is assembled, Your Majesty.
(Lord Chamberlain) Her Majesty the Queen!
(clears throat)
It is with a sense of reverence and honour
that I address you, my Privy Councillors,
as your Sovereign and Queen.
I mourn sincerely the death of my dear uncle, the King,
but I know I may count on you to serve me as loyally as you served him.
(clears throat)
I am young, but I am willing to learn.
And I mean to devote my life to the service of my country
and my people.
I look for your help in this.
I know I shall not be disappointed.
Thank you.
She starts on your watch, Lord Melbourne.
Guard her well and keep her safe from harm.
(door closes)
(exhales deeply)
As a matter of interest, will a time come when I read them first?
You'll enjoy this. She has a real flair for description.
Present arms!
(Victoria) Dearest Albert, on Tuesday, I went to inspect Buckingham Palace.
It is only just finished and I shall be the very first sovereign to live there.
As I stepped out of the carriage,
for the first time in my life, I felt freedom.
- Splendid, is it not? - Y es!
(Queen Adelaide) You'll have to decide on a husband soon.
What about Leopold's candidate?
I can't marry the man they want me to marry.
Oh!
Every suitor will come with strings attached.
Can't I be my own mistress for a while? Haven't I earned it?
Dear Lord M, he's so very kind. I couldn't have asked for a better tutor.
You may dream of independence, but you won't get it.
From now on, everyone will push you and pull you for their own advantage.
Melbourne more than the rest.
Just remember, you are the Queen, he's a politician.
And politicians, whatever their creed, always resent a monarchy.
They pass through. You stay.
So just keep "dear Lord M" in his proper sphere.
He's already chosen the new household.
About my ladies-in-waiting...
Yes, I'll have a list brought over later. They've all accepted.
Only my aunt advised me not to be, well, too partisan in my choice.
With respect, Your Majesty,
I think I understand these things at least as well as the Queen Dowager.
I know that, of course.
And we want our friends around us, of course, surely,
as we begin our labours.
We don't want to find Sir John Conroy sneaking his feet back under the table.
No. Not if we have to line up every friend we both possess.
Well, quite, ma'am. It's very cold in here. Why haven't they lit the fires?
It seems the fires are laid by the Lord Steward's department,
but lit by the Lord Chamberlain's,
and no one knows which footmen should do it. It's not very sensible.
Well, if that's the way things are done, I shouldn't meddle.
We must improve where we can.
If I've discovered anything from touring England,
it's the suffering that needs my help.
Never try to do good, Your Majesty.
- It always leads to terrible scrapes. - (laughs)
Lord Melbourne, that is not what is preached from the pulpit.
No. That's why I never go to church.
One always hears the most extraordinary things.
(laughs)
I've made no promise to him.
But sometimes I feel quite alone in the world.
Never while I'm here, Your Majesty.
(Victoria) Lord Melbourne is akin to a miracle.
He has proved to be most generous and sensitive,
quite wondrous in a politician,
someone I trust and hold dear.
- He is the best company imaginable. - (bell tinkles)
Sometimes we laugh so much, it's as if we were naughty children.
Oh, Albert, I so look forward to the day when you can know and value him
as I do.
Yours affectionately, Victoria.
Plenty of praise for Lord Melbourne and not much of anything else.
- Everything comes to he who waits. - And if nothing comes, what then?
You've played with me, Baron.
And now it is enough. I'm going back to England.
There must be a reason if you wish to visit Her Majesty.
(Albert) Then find me a reason.
Ich will diesen...
So, are you going to propose?
What? What am I supposed to think? You're going to enjoy the weather?
I'm going to spend some time with her, that's all.
Besides, I am forbidden.
It has to come from her, apparently.
So I could not propose, even if I wanted to.
And do you want to?
(coachman) Walk on! Hup, hup!
(Victoria) Please hold still. I'm afraid I always find noses a challenge.
Am I permitted to talk?
Yes, but you can't move.
There's nothing to rival an English garden.
Of all my life in Kensington, it's the only part I'll miss.
But the gardens at Buckingham Palace, surely...
- You're moving! - Oh.
Now you're smiling.
(laughs) lmpossible! You're worst than him!
(both laugh)
I believe we have a duty to those in need of our protection.
It is the business of every sovereign
to champion the dispossessed, for no one else will.
Take housing. May I show you?
Industry is expanding so fast
that people are not considering where the workers will live.
But I've been experimenting. By building these in units of two,
you can build safe, clean homes for two families for less than the cost...
I'm sorry. I don't mean to preach.
No, there's no need to apologise for being passionate.
It seems I have a lot to learn.
With all my duties and...
- And I do take them very seriously. - I know you do.
But plenty of people will expect me to fail.
And there are even more trying to take advantage
of my youth and inexperience.
Then, they don't know you like I do.
May I keep this?
So, remember, the first thing is to find an anchor point.
So, take your hand back to beneath your chin.
Good. This is where it will come every time.
Now, release the bow.
Your hand must cover the leather, like this.
And make a firm claw. One finger, two fingers.
- Claw. - Yes, and back to beneath the chin.
Bend this arm slightly. Rotate to catch the arrow.
Good.
Very good. Now, try with an arrow.
- Ah. He's still here? - At my mother's insistence.
Certainly not mine.
(Duchess of Kent) Where am I to live?
Am I to be abandoned here?
Or am I to beg along the highways for a crust?
Come now. You will move into the palace with the Queen.
But she's arranged a separate apartment for you.
It will allow you both more privacy.
I... I don't want privacy from my own child!
To exclude us will launch the new reign in a cloud of scandal.
(Duchess) I know your game, my lord.
You want to be her father, her mother, and who knows what else.
If I'm not to be her private secretary, then what?
I'm sorry. I can see that I am not speaking clearly.
You have played the game and lost.
The Prime Minister is here, Your Majesty.
Thank you, Duchess.
Have I thanked you properly for accepting the post?
It will involve a good deal of inconvenience.
To be Mistress of the Robes is a great honour.
I'm only anxious to prove worthy of it.
My Lord Melbourne thinks you'll be perfect.
(Leopold) How is Albert's visit going?
(Stockmar) He writes Victoria is under Melbourne's control. He's frustrated.
Then he must stay in England
until the Queen thinks more of him than she does of Melbourne.
(Melbourne) Queen Elizabeth never married.
It didn't spoil things for her.
Are you familiar with the Coronation Chair and the ancient Stone of Scone?
Familiar, yes,... but quite in awe.
I'm terribly afraid of disappointing on a day I so want to do it perfectly.
Just be yourself. Your instincts are always to your credit.
(man clears throat)
I'm sorry. They're preparing the Abbey for the ceremony.
I'm told they asked permission for a glimpse of Your Majesty.
- Don't be sorry. - God bless, Your Majesty.
I do want to help them, whatever you say.
And not just the labouring poor, but the hungry and the homeless.
There are people who are lost. Whose business is it to see to their welfare?
Well, in my experience, it's best to let these things develop naturally.
If you interfere, you risk overturning the cart.
Prince Albert doesn't agree. He's made a study of the working man's condition.
He's full to the brim with ideas for their improvement.
Is he indeed? How inspiring.
Well, good. He sounds like a young man
ready to take charge at the first opportunity.
Then, you had better master the rules of the game
until you play it better than they can.
Are you quite sure about that, ma'am?
Make your move.
(chess pieces clatter)
(gasps)
(door closes)
Well?
You may not accompany me to the Proclamation Ceremony.
You may not attend the Coronation.
# ("Zadok the Priest" by Handel)
Perfect.
- (Duchess of Kent) You're unprepared. - (Conroy) No experience! Too young!
(Albert) Then, they don't know you like I do.
(bells ring)
(distant applause / cheering)
(glass smashes)
(laughs) Don't look so surprised. The Queen has many different duties.
It's heartening to see she won't neglect them, even on Coronation Day.
- I don't think Dash would allow it. - Try to get some rest before the ball.
I will. Since I firmly intend to dance until dawn.
(she hums softly)
(orchestra tunes up)
(Lord Chamberlain) Her Majesty the Queen.
Are you sure this is wise?
(orchestra starts up)
(music stops)
It's been quite a day. Are you tired?
Oh, no. Ah, well, not really. It's just...
Well, I'm stronger than I look.
- How much longer are you in London? - Only until Friday.
Then home via Brussels. Uncle Leopold must have his report.
- (laughs) - (music starts)
Oh, dear. I have a quadrille with the Prince of Prussia next.
My poor little toes. I feel sorry for them already. (laughs)
Your Majesty.
(Victoria) I've had a letter from King Leopold.
He proposes extending this visit of Prince Albert.
- And what have you answered? - Nothing yet.
Well, perhaps you should tell your uncle
you need to focus on your new duties right now.
(thunder)
(both laugh)
(she laughs)
Thank you for being my messenger.
I hope I've given my uncle enough detail. Fill in anything I've missed.
- He takes a great interest in you. - Yes, don't I know it.
You should see the questions he asks by every letter.
- Like a never-ending examination. - (both laugh)
Lord Melbourne calls him this... (laughs)
What about Lord Melbourne?
Nothing.
- The French Ambassador is here. - Right. Erm...
I wish you a good journey.
Victoria?
(sighs) I would so like to be useful to you.
If there is ever an opportunity.
I know you would.
But not yet.
- (inhales) - (Leopold) Have you read this?
No, sir.
It seems she does not think it appropriate
to discuss politics in our otherwise "delightful correspondence".
- Which was dictated by Melbourne. - Damn it!
(Leopold) Do something!
(Stockmar) I can't get past Melbourne.
Then get him past Melbourne! Get him into her bed!
(Albert) My dear Victoria, Uncle Leopold is full of ideas
of how you and I may spend more time together.
And I must say I hope that some of them, at least, will come to pass.
(clock chimes)
(Victoria) Dear Albert, you've been keeping secrets.
When did you learn to dance so beautifully?
Lord M assures me the next several months
will be particularly gruelling and busy for me as a new Queen.
Thus, I am not certain when I shall see you again.
I look forward to your every letter,
enjoying the detail of life in Germany, and wishing to share more.
- Waterloo might not... - Yours affectionately, Victoria.
Ah, this quite inoffensive little game can turn into an effective weapon!
(all laugh)
Lord Melbourne says French doctors kill their patients.
- English ones just let them die. - (all laugh)
I thought he might be here tonight.
(Victoria) He's thrown me over for Lady Holland.
- I expect Your Majesty will miss him. - Not too severely. He's back tomorrow.
No, no, no. I meant when he's out of power.
What?
Well, only, I don't wish to crow, but... I thought it was common knowledge
that he's about to lose the vote.
Schatzi? I thought you were in your bedroom.
(sobs)
Never mind.
- (sobs) - (Lehzen) Shh. Shh.
- You won't desert me, will you? - Never.
Mein liebes Schatzi.
Every one of your ladies is the wife of a friend of Lord Melbourne.
Surely you can see how that looks?
You should not set such store by appearances, Sir Robert.
I only ask for a token. For two ladies, even one, who supports my cause.
Otherwise, it must seem as if Palace and Parliament have fallen out.
- I want to go in. - I beg your pardon, ma'am.
Her Majesty is with the Prime Minister and cannot be disturbed.
But that will not apply to her mother.
I'm very sorry, ma'am.
Let me understand you.
Are you saying it is the Prime Minister who selects my household?
- Has the law changed in this regard? - No, of course not.
Well, then, there cannot be much more to be said.
- (bell rings) - Good day, Sir Robert.
Could you please ask Lady Portman to come in as you leave?
Yes, ma'am.
I wonder if you could have a note delivered to Lord Melbourne.
Of course, ma'am.
# ("King Arthur" by Purcell)
# What power...
(woman) Mrs Melbourne!
# Art thou...
- Good God! What are we coming to? - Who was it? I didn't see.
The Duchess of Montrose. That's the end to her career at Court, I hope.
If I ban everyone who thinks me wrong, you and I will be alone in the ballroom.
- (hubbub) - With sorrow, I must inform the House
that I have been unable to persuade the Queen
that her ladies should not solely adhere to the views of my opponents.
- (hubbub) - I have therefore informed Her Majesty
that I am not qualified to form a government,
if I do not enjoy her confidence.
(hubbub)
Mr Speaker, are we to understand that the great Sir Robert Peel
has been frightened off by a few frilly petticoats?
(laughter / hubbub)
(Speaker) Prime Minister!
(Peel) Mr Speaker, what frightens me
is to see the Crown used as a shuttlecock
- in the game of politics! - (hubbub)
Which, apparently, Lord Melbourne plays better than you!
- (hubbub) - Order!
Constitutional crisis!
(newsboy) Queen flouts Prime Minister! Threat to bring down Tory government!
- Order! - Constitutional crisis!
(Peel) You should be ashamed of yourself, sir.
If the Queen has been foolish, she can plead youth.
You are old enough to know better.
What troubles you is that Lord Melbourne is Prime Minister again.
I do hate a bad loser.
We are all losers in this, sir. Most especially the Queen.
(Adelaide) You have to understand you reign
by right of Parliament. Work with the voters' choice.
- Lord Melbourne says... - He says what suits his interest.
He has used you to punish his enemies
without a thought for the damage to the Crown.
The Queen is in the clutches of Melbourne, the great seducer!
And when he is silent, who does she listen to?
- Her German mother. - I'm glad he thinks I listen to Mama.
You are confusing stubbornness with strength, my dear.
And I warn you, the people will not like you for it.
(hubbub)
(Ernst) She's brought down a government over her ladies?
- Apparently. - Then she's a fool.
No, she is not a fool. But she has listened to a fool.
Then she had better change her advisor.
(Ernst) Or things will get worse before they get better.
- (protesters shouting outside) - Open the door.
"Not all the water in the rough, rude sea
can wash the balm off from an anointed king."
"The breath of worldly men
cannot depose the deputy elected by the Lord."
- (shouting outside) - "For every man..."
Sir John, what are you doing here?
- I must speak to the Queen. - You know that's impossible.
(he whispers)
"Welcome, my lord. How far off lies your power?"
An armed man has been found in the gardens.
- What?! - He said he wished to harm the Queen.
"..discomfort guides my tongue and bids me speak of nothing but..."
(glass smashes /hubbub)
(shouting outside)
They think I have interfered in matters that do not concern me.
It'll pass, ma'am, you'll see.
(Albert) My dear Victoria, while these days may feel endless,
please do not lose faith in yourself or your people.
We are all allowed to make mistakes,
most especially when we have looked to others for guidance.
(Victoria) The storm still rages outside the palace walls.
I wonder now if everyone was right.
Perhaps I am too young and inexperienced for my position.
(Albert) Open your mind, examine your choices,
and your honesty will take you through the storm.
I promise that you can do this work and do it well.
You have courage and heart
and you said yourself you're stronger than you look.
(footsteps)
(Lehzen) A letter from your mother.
(Duchess of Kent) My dearest child.
You will not let me come to you,
and that I may deserve,
but however you resent me,
however I have failed, I am still and always your mother.
What troubles you, troubles me.
What pleases you, pleases me.
I love you.
And my only prayer is that one day you will understand how much.
Goodnight, mein Liebling. Your own Mama.
(sobs)
(Victoria) My dearest Albert.
You asked me once if you could be of help to me,
and I so proud and confident of my great powers replied, "Not yet".
But since that day so much has changed.
I'm not forgiven yet.
Not yet, but soon.
Just wait for unseasonal weather or the news of some elopement,
and it'll all be forgotten.
You don't have a very high opinion of ordinary people,
do you, Lord Melbourne?
With respect, I have lived longer than Your Majesty.
I said once I didn't understand
whose task it was to see to the public welfare.
Ma'am, in my lifetime, I have seen with my own eyes,
what happens when the rabble is empowered.
Lord Melbourne.
I want a report on living conditions, on parish benefits,
housing, all of it. And by the end of the month.
And one more thing,... I have invited Prince Albert for another visit.
Very good, Your Majesty.
When you get there, don't be a spy or Uncle Leopold's puppet.
It's your life, Albert. Live it.
For yourself and for Victoria.
Our uncle wouldn't thank you for that.
I don't care.
- I should have worn the red. - You look beautiful, Your Majesty.
His Serene Highness Prince Albert of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, Your Majesty.
I only just got your note.
I was riding.
Sit. Please.
- The park is marvellous. - I'm so pleased you like it.
I do want you to feel quite at home.
I'm sure you're aware why I wished you to come here.
Because it would make me happier than anything,...
.. too happy, really, if you would agree to what I wish.
- And stay with you? - And stay with me.
- And marry you? - And marry me. (laughs)
Wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife?
T o live together after God's ordinance,
- in the holiest state of matrimony? - I will.
Now I am quite married.
- You know when we're old... - Hmm.
..and surrounded by our children,...
..we will remember this as the day our lives began.
Not too surrounded, please.
And not too soon.
Oh? I should warn you that I am expecting a very large family.
(she giggles)
- Good morning, wife. - Good morning.
(Victoria giggles)
(Lehzen) Have you woken Her Majesty?
- No, ma'am. - Don't you think you should?
No, ma'am. Not this morning, I don't.
Let's take a little tour and visit Scotland.
I hear if any part of Britain is like Germany, it's the Scottish Highlands.
- Yes, we must one day. - No. Straight away. Now.
- Now? (laughs) - Only for a few weeks.
You're a bride. They can't expect you back before that.
Dearest, I may be a bride but I'm also a queen.
I cannot be away for more than three days at the most.
What are you doing?
- Well, if we've only got three days... - (both laugh)
(both laugh)
So tell me, will the weather be this fine for all of the three days?
(laughs) Yes.
Albert, where are you going?
(she laughs)
(both laugh)
- Seriously, is it always like this? - (laughs) Yes!
(she laughs)
We will take care of each other, won't we?
Always.
(she laughs)
- (crowd cheers) - How changeable they are.
They hate you. They love you. They hate you.
They punished her,... but they never hated her.
And now she's a bride and back on top. Until the next mistake.
What on earth have I done with my life?
I had many gifts, you know.
As a boy, I was tipped for success.
You have served me well.
(sighs) What is that?
(thunder)
(door opens)
(door closes)
(she giggles)
(Leopold) Dear Albert, why haven't you responded to my last two letters?
I must be kept informed of your progess.
I need help. England's help.
And you must and will secure it for me.
Never forget that you are first a Coburg.
Your Uncle Leopold.
- What is it? - Just a question for Lord M.
- Could I help? - lt'll keep.
Why are these windows so dirty? I can hardly see out.
Same as the fires, I'm afraid.
The departments can't agree to wash inside and out at the same time.
- Why don't we do something about it? - I quite agree.
Because it's how things are done here. And it's worked well for many years.
Meanwhile, we live in a filthy, freezing house.
We live as guests of the Queen.
Thank you, Baroness, for reminding me that I am a guest here.
Let him go.
How is Albert settling in?
Why? What have you heard?
He says he wants to reorganise the way the palaces are run.
Well then, for Heaven's sake, let him!
He says that Lord Melbourne controls me,
and he says that Lehzen controls me.
It seems everyone controls me except him.
A man who has no work becomes ridiculous.
And a poor man with a rich wife must work twice as hard as anyone else.
- Besides, you have chosen well. - My Uncle William chose well.
- You did not take on half his duties - You don't know that.
You don't know what I did.
- What is this for? - Your Royal Highness.
The Red Room dinner service, sir. For the officers guarding the King.
- What king? - King George lll, sir.
And how often do we provide
this dinner for a king who has been dead for 20 years?
Every night, sir.
I cannot believe I'm being subjected to this interrogation.
You're not being subjected to anything, Sir John.
You have been in charge of the Duchess's finances for many years.
Indeed, you have made public statements testifying to their health.
- Yes, I have. - I am so grateful.
All I am asking is that you will be so good as to tell us
exactly where the money has gone?
Are you sure?
(she laughs)
- (applause) - Congratulations, ma'am.
Mein liebes Schatzi! I'm so happy.
- Meine Liebling! - Heavens, Mama, don't crush me.
You'll let me know at once if there's anything you need.
You're not going already?
I cannot leave too soon for my daughter.
- Anyway, I have a lot on my mind. - Something I could help with?
Congratulations.
Your Highness.
There's your opening, if you'll take my advice.
Lord Melbourne, forgive me, but...
you seem to have confused me with a member of your club.
I am not your drinking companion, nor your whist partner.
I am the husband of your sovereign.
And as such, I will make my own decisions,
and I neither seek nor invite your advice.
Good evening.
- So... - (Victoria laughs)
- Are you discussing names? - We're discussing the help.
He writes that he'd prefer not to talk politics in his letters,
but only to discuss news of the family.
I have planned this marriage for 20 years!
And now I'm supposed to accept that I have failed?!
On the contrary, Your Majesty, we must accept it.
The birds have flown.
Your Majesty.
(piano recital)
I've been boring Sir Robert and the Duke
with my ideas for encouraging the Arts.
Hmm. Does Sir Robert care for such frivolity?
I have many interests, ma'am.
And my government would support the Prince's plans.
Your government? What government is this?
If I should be fortunate enough to form another government, ma'am.
And when he does, there'll be no repeat of the old problem.
Some of your ladies have already agreed to resign.
And Sir Robert will ask for no more change than that.
Thank you, Sir Robert.
How dare you speak to me in that way before them.
How dare you... talk across me, as if I were a child.
- l... I did no such thing. - Oh, no?
Well, you've sorted this, you've sorted that.
You and Sir Robert.
You and the Duke. All without reference to me!
- Victoria, I thought you'd be pleased. - I will tell you what you thought.
You thought that I was a woman!
To be petted and passed over and ignored!
Would it were so simple then we might avoid more scandals of your making.
- Have you lost your mind?! - Do you wonder at it?
Less than three years on the throne and you and your precious Melbourne
have pushed this monarchy to the brink of an abyss!
I've told you before and I will again,
you are my husband here, and that is all!
- And that is quite enough, believe me! - I will not have my role usurped!
I wear the crown.
Any mistakes will be my mistakes, and no one else will make them.
No one! Not even you!
I'm leaving before you excite yourself and harm the child.
You will go when I dismiss you.
I am your Queen and I am telling you to stay.
Goodnight, Victoria.
You may not go. You may not go!
I order you to stay here in this room! Albert!
(Sergeant Major) Guard, royal salute!
Present arms!
There is no need for you to accompany me.
I said I would and so I will.
(coachman) Walk on. Hup!
For pity's sake smile, woman. Anyone would think we'd quarrelled.
Don't talk to me.
(gunshot echoes)
There's nothing more I can do here. The Prince needs rest.
Your Majesty.
(she sobs)
I'm so sorry!
I thought I was going to lose you!
- He was not a very good shot. - Why did you do it?
You're so stupid! Why did you do it?
I had two very good reasons.
First, I am replaceable and you are not.
- You are not replaceable to me. - Shh.
Second,... you are the only wife I've got or ever will have.
You are my whole existence. And I will love you until my last breath.
(birdsong)
We're told the man was mad.
Is that reassuring? I can't decide.
May I be honest, ma'am?
- Even a politician can be sometimes. - (she laughs)
My guidance... hasn't always been faultless,...
..and I'm sorry for it.
- But I speak now as a true friend. - I know.
The Prince is a good man. A better man than any of us knew.
I know he does not think as well of me. My vanity is not the issue here.
He is able.
He is clever.
And he's faithful.
Let him share your work.
There is one task more Your Majesty must face,...
if the Prince is to feel truly welcome here.
I needed her so much as a child.
I hope you don't mind, I had your desk brought in.
- Don't I have a say in this? - No! (laughs)
(she laughs)
(baby gurgles)
- Good morning, wife. - Good morning.
(she laughs)
His Royal Highness Prince Albert. Her Majesty the Queen.
# ("Only You" by Sinead O'Connor)
# My love
# Your love
# Has opened up a world I've never known
# All hope
# Was found
# A place I never dreamed I would go
# Feels like only yesterday
# I had locked my heart away
# Safe behind a castle of stone
# Sure I'd always be alone
# Only you
# Know how
# To hear me through
# The silence
# You reach a part of me
# That no one else can see
# Forever true
# There's only me
# And only you
# Only me and you
# In your faith
# I trust
# With you beside me I am standing strong
# One truth
# Two hearts
# You took my life and made it beautiful
# So you dare to let me shine
# Even walk a step behind
# Willingly you give yourself to me
# Knowing who I was born to be
# Only you
# Know how
# To hear me through
# The silence
# You reach a part of me
# That no one else can see
# Forever true
# There's only me
# And only you
# Only me and you
# Only you
# Know how
# To hear me through
# The silence
# You reach a part of me
# That no one else can see
# Forever true
# There's only me
# And only you
# Only me and you
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