[Ruggieri] Previously, on The Serpent Queen...
[Francis] I'm afraid I have bad news.
Your uncle, the pope, well, he's--
Medici pig.
He's dead.
If the dowry's not paid,
and you are not pregnant,
we will all be sent back to Italy.
Perhaps I can be of service,
since your husband is busy elsewhere?
If Catherine fails to conceive,
you would have to choose another wife.
- But you're old. - [huffs]
Let it be said that Princess Adelaide
has a very comely younger sister.
When you find life conspiring against you,
you must find a way to change it to your favor.
My husband, the Duke of Orleans,
would like you to consider an alliance between our people.
I have certain aspirations
you might be able to assist me with.
[Catherine] You could be a real soldier
and bring back what is yours.
[Diane] If Henri dies in this mission of yours,
I will make your life a living hell.
If Henri dies, I will keep my title, childless or not.
Tell me, cousin, where will you be?
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
It was "It" who done it. I know it was.
Well, what have you got to say for yourself?
Maybe she doesn't know how to use the oven.
And my name is Rahima.
She's a liar.
Accidents happen.
[doctor] Incidentally, this wound needs to be kept clean.
Thank you, Doctor.
That's it? What about her?
She took me fucking eye ou'!
All right.
We'll give her six lashes and be done with it.
What?
[Catherine] Stop.
Am I to presume this is why my breakfast is late?
Your Majesty, this girl caused an explosion in the kitchen
and maimed one of my girls.
[fire crackling]
Accidents happen.
From now on, anyone lays a hand on my maid
answers to me.
Is that clear?
Yes, Your Majesty.
[indistinct low chatter]
[lightly edgy music plays]
♪ ♪
I thought you might like something new to wear.
How about this one?
For me?
I've never seen any-anything so beautiful.
[exhales]
[Catherine] Then you shall have it.
And enjoy your victory.
How does it feel to teach them a lesson?
It feels good.
Of course it does.
If you don't stand up for yourself,
no one else will.
And the attention of a handsome young man, as well.
Be careful not to let it cloud your judgment.
One is never safe when one is in love.
I wish someone had told me that when I was your age.
[Henri] My dearest Catherine, I'm thinking of you
as I look out on these Tuscan fields.
I feel free here, almost reborn.
Something about the light,
so different from France.
Warmer, yet more subtle,
like the people, your people.
I feel so close to you,
so honored to fight for your patrimony.
[Catherine] It had been almost a year
since I had seen my husband.
A year of letters.
Distance I was sure had made his heart grow fonder,
and his return would seal my happiness.
[quiet music plays]
♪ ♪
[jingling sound]
[jingling]
[Ruggieri] Are you looking for me?
No.
Sure about that?
The mirror usually shows you what you want to see.
Do you want to see the face of your dead mother?
You'd show me my own face and tell me it was hers.
[Ruggieri] Well, you know that one, do you?
[inhales, clears throat]
I know you found that boy's body in the woods.
Did you do it?
Me?
Why would I kill a boy?
To work your magic.
Oh, was I the one that killed his parents,
who left him to fend for himself in the woods?
The last time I saw him, he was alive.
I gave him a poppet and something to eat.
What happened to him after that I could not say.
Maybe he was attacked by animals.
Yeah, maybe.
You asked for a favor.
And like I told you, there'd be a cost,
and you don't get to choose what the cost is.
Or maybe you're here to ask me for another favor.
I should get back.
[bells ringing]
He's home.
[exciting music plays]
Hurry.
Hurry!
[bells continue ringing]
[exciting music continues]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[bells continue ringing]
[Francis] Ah. Ha ha.
[applause]
Here they are, yes!
Montmorency, I see you brought my son back
in one piece, huh?
It was he who saw me home unscathed.
Well, this is more than can be said for Francois.
One inch to the left, and we'd have lost him.
Ah. I hope he gave that greasy Spaniard what-for, yes?
- [Henri chuckles] - He won't soon forget.
Hope you caught some Italian venereal disease, brother.
Ah, right. Well, that would make us even.
Oh, good. Yeah. Good one.
Madame. Princess.
I've missed you both so much.
I have someone I'd like you to meet.
This is Filippa,
and this is...
my daughter.
[baby fusses]
I-I named her Diane, after you, Madame.
[Diane clears her throat]
And I th- I thought it would be fun for you
to have someone to speak Italian with.
[Filippa] Buongiorno.
Well, that was very...
[inhales] thoughtful of you.
[small laugh]
Yes. [laughs] Well, well... Look at you, hmm?
Out there spreading the royal seed, huh, you rascal, you.
[crowd murmuring]
[Francis] Come and have something to eat!
Men seek comfort when they're at war.
It doesn't mean anything.
Henri's victories were many.
His valor on the field unmatched.
And not only did he fight bravely,
but he was an exemplary leader
demonstrating loyalty on the field of battle
and an unfailing instinct for military strategy.
Frankly, this kid has balls of steel.
- [Francis] Oh ho! [laughs] - [baby cries]
Oh, I couldn't be more proud of you, my son.
- [baby fussing] - Baby--let me take her.
- Come. - Ah...
- [Eleanor] Come here. - I always thought
it was your brother who'd be the killer,
but it turns out it's you, huh?
Ha ha ha. No more your mother's son.
Oh, Henri. Henri. Henri!
[under breath] Take it.
[Francis] Because of you,
all my ambitions in Italy have been fulfilled.
[Montmorency] Your Majesty, there's one more
item of business we should address.
What's that?
It is my opinion,
now that France has shown her strength...
...it would be wise to cede back to the Holy Roman Emperor
half of the territories Henri won in battle.
Give them back! Are you insane?
It sounds painful, but it is to ensure
the greater peace of Europe.
Your Majesty, I urge you not to relinquish
what our sons fought so valiantly for
while others stayed behind preaching peace.
[Charles] Not peace, but profit.
While the new territories will generate tax revenue,
it will not be enough to cover the cost of occupation.
Who, after all, is going to do all this tax collecting, hmm?
[Dauphin] Charles makes a good point.
Does France really need more Italians?
While the Dauphin displays his usual sophistication
in regard to foreign politics,
we can't afford an ongoing war
until we resolve our domestic issues.
Fine. Fine.
Send an emissary to the Holy Roman Emperor
with a message.
I will cede a few of my Italian territories--
not half--
to maintain the peace.
And if he's not happy with that, fuck him.
[Catherine] Come to rub salt in my wounds?
We don't have time for this.
Have you been crying?
[weakly] No.
Fix your face.
[door closes]
Don't you understand?
Filippa is nothing.
But she won't be the last.
And if Henri had the gumption
to get himself attached to a Southern Italian peasant,
he could just as easily find someone of royal blood.
And if that happens,
we will both be out.
Unless you get pregnant, that is.
[emotionally] He won't even come to my room.
That's easily addressed, if you just want to have sex.
But you don't want to just have sex.
I don't?
You want to get pregnant.
- I've tried everything! - Ha ha.
No, you haven't.
[sighs]
Oh! [sniffling]
[laughs]
Don't you know what freedom is?
Power.
Being able to choose the life you want.
Nothing else has any worth.
When you give the king a son,
you will be free to live as you please,
wander around the woods
chasing a ghost.
Whatever you choose.
But you must give him a son.
Will you let me help you?
[fire crackling]
[softly] Why? Why did you do that?
I was going to save one.
Men are too simple to cry over.
- Now, get some sleep. - What about Filippa?
I'll take care of her.
[door opens]
[door thuds closed]
On that count, at least, I knew I could trust her.
Thank you.
What a beautiful baby.
[Filippa laughs lightly]
Henri told me you will be like a grandmother to her.
[Diane coughs]
[clears throat]
Yes.
Henri's right.
I would like to provide for baby Diane's education,
and I would like to help you,
as well.
Find you a place in a quiet convent...
somewhere in the south maybe.
Unplagued by the attentions of men.
Henri's attentions do not plague me.
- [baby cooing] - Yes, yes.
But we know Henri's attentions will fade.
He's a simple boy.
He requires someone of great resources
to really hold him down.
You don't have any resources, my dear.
Or do you?
And if I refuse?
It's really warm in here, isn't it?
[Filippa gasps] Please be careful.
Oh! [chuckling]
You know, I don't understand sentimentality with children.
- [baby crying] - Mm. Mm.
They are simply small people
with all the disappointing features of adults.
[baby fusses, quiets]
I lost two before the age of three.
[somber music plays]
You get over it.
You like an early ride as well, I see.
[Catherine chuckles]
Having a baby in the house makes me feel young again.
Ha ha. We'll ride together, hmm?
You ride well, I notice.
I'm not surprised.
You do most things well, don't you?
I don't know about that.
Ha ha.
I know it was your idea
that Henri should ally with the Sultan
in the fight for the Italian territories.
It was too smart a move to be his.
Hm.
He needs you, and he knows it.
[wheels clattering]
[Francis] Ah.
Huh. I wonder where they're going
in such a hurry this morning.
[distant shouting]
[thumping sounds]
- [thump] - [grunts]
Ah!
[spectators cheering, applauding]
[spectator] Huzzah, My Lord!
[Dauphin] Wine please.
[Henri] And water for me.
[Dauphin] Ahh...
[sighs]
[Dauphin] You let me win.
You didn't even try.
[whispers] Ow.
- You all right? - [whispers] Oh, God.
- Yeah, I- I'm fine. - You look like shit.
[Dauphin] Feels good being Dad's favorite, doesn't it?
- Always did, for me. - I'm not his favorite.
Can't blame him.
You want a tip?
If you want to stay in his good graces,
give him a prince, not a bastard.
Maybe time for a...
a new wife?
- Medicis get pregnant late. - Oh, yeah.
And besides, the children you have with the woman you marry
will be far more important than mine.
I pity the woman I marry.
No doubt I shall make her as miserable as I am.
Henri.
Oh! Mother dearest.
Shut the fuck up.
You can be a real asshole, you know that?
I know. That's the tragedy.
I need you to do something.
It won't be pleasant,
but you will do it for me.
Of course.
I didn't think it could get any worse.
I was wrong.
Cover them.
Having carried out a thorough examination
of the Duke and Duchess of Orleans,
I have found them both to be completely healthy
and able to conceive and bear children.
- Ah! - But if you will allow me...
- Heaven's sake. - ...to demonstrate--
Yes. Could you please hurry, Doctor?
As they are both individually healthy
and able to conceive children,
there is a, um... how do I say this?
Um...
mismatch.
The reproductive organs of two
well-matched individuals fit,
but the reproductive organs
of a mismatched couple-- [grunts]
they--does not.
I therefore suggest that the couple make love
"a levrette."
- [Eleanor] Makes sense. - [Francis] Ah. Hmm.
Well, excellent, ha ha.
Well, that should do the trick, hmm?
[indistinct chatter]
[door opens]
[closes]
[moody music plays]
[Catherine] All I could do was wait.
♪ ♪
[Diane] Are you nervous?
I don't see why it's necessary.
- You must make an heir. - I have a daughter.
Don't be petulant, Henri. A royal heir.
What if I can't?
You always can with me.
Because you understand me. [exhales]
[soft, emotional music plays]
♪ ♪
I'll be with you, in spirit.
Now, shall we read the Bible
for inspiration?
Yes, please.
Which verse do you want us to read?
[Henri] John 15.
You like that one.
"Jesus said to his disciple..."
Mm.
"Show me a man who's never sinned yet."
[door opens]
- Henri? - Shall we?
Oh, right. I see.
[Henri grunts]
[Henri grunts softly, exhales]
[fire crackling]
[rapid breathing]
Ohh...
[exhales]
[grunts]
[Catherine] Let's hope that did the trick.
[Henri] Mm-hmm. [inhales]
Let's hope.
You know, you said...
you sometimes have dreams that come true.
Sometimes.
Do you ever dream of us?
No.
Sorry.
I mean, sorry that we don't fit.
If it's me, that is.
Good night.
[somber music plays]
♪ ♪
[Dauphin] Even when we were locked up together,
I took the bulk of the Spaniards' abuse.
First, they were nice to us.
Played games with us.
When it was clear my dad wasn't gonna pay the ransom,
they were less nice.
Some of the guards took a liking to Henri.
I was too small to fight them off, but...
I tried to make it difficult.
There was a little person like you who, uh,
he used to come in and teach us Spanish, and...
He was different.
Ha. Is that why we're fucking?
[laughs] Well, maybe.
It's all right by me.
Mm.
Were your parents nice to you?
I don't know.
They sent me away when they saw I wasn't normal.
I don't remember them.
Bastards.
People rarely accept what's unique about themselves,
let alone in others.
[Aabis] So basically, you just stay drunk all day.
That's the plan.
- Where are you off to? - The king sent for me.
Right.
Do my back.
So whenever he calls, you go.
Is that how it works?
He's the king.
Besides, if things don't work out with Catherine,
I need an option.
I'm not going back home so my brother can sell me off
to some toothless old goatherder.
[laughs] Got bigger plans, have you?
Haven't you?
Take each day as it comes. Anything else is folly.
You know, if I were you, I'd find myself a skill
that doesn't have anything to do with a man.
My experience-- they're not so interested
when things start sagging off you.
[knock on door]
In there. Quick.
- Why do I have to hide? - Come on.
Just do as I ask.
[whispers] Please?
[Charles] Your Grace.
[Dauphin] Charlie.
Drink?
Mm. No, thank you. Best to abstain.
[Dauphin] Yes. You're a... Protestant now.
Well, perhaps just a taste.
So to what do I owe
the honor of a visit from my father's cousin?
[Charles] Well, after the privy council meeting,
I felt there were some...
synergies between our interests.
Synergies?
- Thank you. - Cheers.
The king's obsession with Italy
predates the arrival of your sister-in-law, of course,
but what has she brought us?
No money. No dowry. No baby.
Meanwhile, she has cost us French lives.
And this is just the beginning.
Mark my words, there will be more.
Since when did you care about French lives?
You're a patriot now or--
War in Europe has a direct impact
on our ability to do business with our neighbors.
The English, for example.
So it's about money?
Well...[sighs] look.
You could say that,
but there's also the issue of perception.
Your brother's military success
has elevated him in the eyes of the French people.
Perhaps even above their dauphin.
If the king doesn't relinquish his Italian territories
and Henri is sent on more military exploits, well...
You know...
...Francois,
you will have to govern one day.
It might prove difficult
if your subjects wish you were someone else.
[dark music plays]
Now...
...if an accident were to befall Catherine--
[whispering] God. God forbid. God forbid.
Well, it would probably...
...be better for both of us.
Fewer French Catholics, and fewer laurels for Henri.
Hmm?
[inhales]
Do you see?
Are you talking about killing my brother's wife?
[Charles] That's not what I'm saying exactly.
[Henri] What are you saying exactly?
My father likes her, if you hadn't noticed.
Hmm.
I suggest you leave
and hope I don't tell him what you've said.
Forgive me. I misspoke.
You are most generous.
Thank you, Your Grace.
[Dauphin] Can you believe that?
They're trying to kill your mistress.
Don't worry. They don't got the balls.
You seem different today, Principessa.
Happy.
I'm late.
Thank God for that.
[laughs]
Congratulations, Duchessina.
[chuckles]
In conclusion, the Holy Roman Emperor
appreciates your offer,
but it is not enough for peace.
Ah. Hmm. I see.
Um...[ahem], and, uh,
what would be enough?
It is difficult to say.
Try.
Perhaps we could discuss Umbria?
It is far from France and will cost you dearly to maintain.
Perhaps we can divide the taxes we collect.
[Montmorency] It's not a terrible idea.
What?
Are we haggling now?
We had to fight a war for a dowry.
We didn't even want the Italian bitch
in the first place.
She's been nothing but trouble from the start.
She looks like the... back end of an ass,
and she can't even get herself knocked up properly.
Now, we're being insulted all over Europe
by... clowns like this.
[Montmorency] Well, perhaps we should
continue this another time
when the Dauphin's feeling better.
- I feel fine. - [Montmorency] You're drunk.
[Catherine sniffling]
When will you see
that she's been a curse on this house
since she got here?
My son forgets himself.
Uh, you can leave us.
I need to consult with my privy council
on this matter.
[bystanders murmuring]
You... little...
shit!
You ever speak to me like that again,
in front of anyone,
I will cut your throat.
[dark music plays]
You understand me?
I'm sorry.
Your brother wins a war.
- [whack] - [bystanders murmuring]
Your brother has a wife
with a good head on her shoulders.
[woman gasps]
What do you have, eh?
Huh? You think you can be king?
[Dauphin] Please. Please.
A king is never bitter.
A king never lets his enemies know what he is thinking.
And a king
is not a petty,
jealous drunk. [thud]
[Dauphin] Aah!
[Dauphin groans]
[groans]
Oh, get away from me!
[uneasy music]
♪ ♪
[breathing hard]
I'm bleeding.
Your body will not cooperate, if you force it.
You must be calm.
You must be at peace.
When I was a girl, I was very slow to develop.
It was a problem,
as I was promised in marriage on my 14th birthday.
[inhales]
I used to lie down and pray to wake up a woman.
And then, one day,
I thought to myself,
perhaps I've been blessed.
Perhaps, I will live as a man with the mind of a woman.
I will be something special. All powerful.
So I stopped praying. [inhales]
And then, of course, my wish came true.
I became a woman...
...and I was married off to a man older than my father
who raped me on my wedding night.
Don't wish for anything too hard.
Holds you back, I find.
I'll take care of these.
[door opens]
[Mathilde] It won't help.
What do you know about it?
Just keep quiet, and let me clean you up, will you?
Don't touch me.
I'm just trying to help.
You?
Help me?
You're a... a servant.
And a freak.
A king does not fuck freaks.
[glass clatters]
- I'll clean that up. - No.
You will leave.
You're only here for my entertainment,
and I am no longer entertained.
You repulse me.
Then I guess I was wrong about you.
Shame.
[door opens and closes]
[Catherine] I tried to follow Diane's advice,
but it was hard not to wish things were different,
and I was so completely alone.
I sought guidance wherever I could.
[horse blowing, snuffling]
[uneasy music]
♪ ♪
Oh!
Oh--ah--ah--
Aah! Aah! Aah!
- [whimpering] - [attacker grunting]
[heavy music escalating]
♪ ♪
- [grunts] - [attacker] Fuck.
[panting]
[heavy string music plays]
♪ ♪
[breathing hard]
[distant animal cries]
No, no, no, no.
- [Catherine] No-- - Hey, hey, hey!
It's me. It's me. It's me.
Catherine, it's--hey! Stop it.
Stop it. It's me. It's me. You're all right.
- It's me. It's me. - [whimpering]
[Henri] It's okay. It's okay.
[Henri] It's okay.
[Catherine] You came for me.
- Of course I did. - [breathing hard]
You're my wife.
You all right?
[stirring music plays]
♪ ♪
[Henri] There is no doubt that someone wishes my wife ill.
It's my belief that my brother the Dauphin
and the Prince of the Blood, Charles of Bourbon,
are responsible.
No. No. You make me sad, apart from...
- [Francis] Silence. - ...anything else. You really--
On what basis do you make this accusation?
A servant overheard a plan discussed.
Bring this servant forward then.
[Henri] I will not.
Because she does not exist.
What makes you think it's a she?
You're in a mood, aren't you?
[sniffs] Is your blood in?
- As a matter of fact, it isn't. - [Charles] I'm sorry. I'm lost.
Why would I want to kill your wife?
To end my father's claim on Italy.
Does sound like you, actually.
[Francis] I find it a bit hard to believe,
for a variety of reasons.
Henri, do you really believe
that your brother would do such a thing,
after all you've been through together?
I believe my wife was attacked.
Yeah. But b-by common thieves.
Isn't that true, Montmorency?
Stands to reason.
Bandits are known to operate in the area.
- [Dauphin] Hmm. - There you are, hmm?
Now, you mustn't ride
without an escort in the future, my dear.
Understood?
[Dauphin] What's wrong with her?
I could not expect Henri to take care of me.
He could barely take care of himself.
Thought I might see you today.
I heard you had some trouble.
I must get pregnant. I'll pay what's required.
[mirrors jingling]
Are you sure about that?
[uneasy music plays]
♪ ♪
[Catherine gasps]
[Ruggieri] We'll see.
When the time comes, you'll be faced with a choice,
a price you may choose not to pay.
But if you do choose to pay it,
you will get what you want.
Is that it?
There are lots of dangerous things in the forest.
Make sure you don't pick the wrong mushrooms.
And take this.
Might come in useful.
[moody music plays]
♪ ♪
[tense, energetic music]
♪ ♪
Sebastio?
[sighs]
[Eleanor] I wonder if this is the most expensive item
- ever recorded. - [Sebastio] The most expensive?
It's really the stuff that takes the longest to get.
- There are some buttons-- - [Eleanor] Oh!
You'd be surprised. Principessa.
Ah, what a surprise.
Hello, darling. I heard you had a fall.
Are you feeling better?
Yeah. Um, Sebastio,
you haven't come to my chambers lately.
I-I thought I would come to you.
Would you excuse me one moment, Your Majesty?
Uh, actually, I'm going to need uh, a little more time.
Waiting.
Yes, I do apologize. One more moment.
Okay. I really need to talk to you.
- Later. - No, no, no. Now.
The queen is waiting for me.
This could be a good thing for me.
Can you please, please go?
- [Catherine stammers] - Wait. Wait.
[Eleanor] Not a bad time for me to have come?
[Sebastio] No. No, no, no.
There's always something with her.
Terribly vain.
[spectator] Ooh. There they go!
- [applause] - [Henri] Point. My serve.
[Henri] Point. My serve.
[applause]
[Dauphin grunts]
[Henri grunts]
[Dauphin grunts] Ugh--
- [spectator] Ah! - [Henri] Point. My serve.
- [applause] - [panting]
I need a minute.
No, you don't.
Ah!
[Henri] Oh, stop playing around, you pisshead!
I said I wasn't ready.
I need some water.
Someone better get him some water.
I'm not doing it.
Sebastio.
[breathing hard]
[groans]
[Henri] Francois. [Dauphin] I can't get up.
Ow!
[Henri] Come on.
- [spectator] Play on! - [Dauphin] God--
[Henri] Come on!
[gasps, choking]
- [Henri] Hey, friend, come on. - [wheezing]
Francois, get up. Come on.
Hey. Stop fucking around. Come on.
[Dauphin gasping]
Hey, he's not breathing. Get the doctor!
Hey, what are you doing standing around?
Go get the fucking doctor!
[overlapping shouting]
[spectator] Henri said he's not breathing.
My love, I'm sure the Dauphin will be all right.
- He's strong, like you. - [small laugh]
[Francis] Well?
Your Majesty...
I'm so sorry.
[gasps, sobs]
I believe his death was due to heart failure
brought on by excessive stimulation.
Compared to a normal heart,
the Dauphin's was quite enlarged.
Probably since he was a child.
And his skin was discolored,
having absorbed a bluish tint.
He was poisoned.
- What? - [murmuring]
But there was no burn on the esophagus,
as poison may create,
and nor was there anything we could detect in his stomach.
That's because they cover their tracks.
My son... did not die from stimulant.
Do you understand me?
Your Majesty.
But who would do such a thing?
That fucking ingrate in Madrid!
- Your brother, that's who. - No.
He wants a fucking war, he'll have one.
Your Majesty, you heard what the doctor said.
I don't care what the doctor said!
That cunt in Madrid poisoned my son.
I will do an exhaustive investigation,
if there's any reason for suspicion.
My son is dead.
What more reason do you need?
Perhaps someone with
a personal grievance, rather than a political one.
Oh. Find the man who killed my son,
so I can watch him die.
You know...
Italians are known poisoners.
Well, and considering the accusations
she recently leveled against the Dauphin--
Well, that would be motive, wouldn't it?
[soft whispering]
[Catherine] I did everything they said.
They told me I needed to get pregnant.
I let the doctors investigate me.
They tried to kill me.
I was abandoned in the king's court.
Nothing worked.
Now they're going to hang me for the murder of the Dauphin.
[Sebastio] They would never. Calm down.
It's gonna be all right.
No, it's not. [breathing hard]
We're not safe. Don't you see?
We will never be safe.
Did you do it? Did you poison him?
Of course not.
You went to see Ruggieri.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[door thuds open]
Is that man your dressmaker, Princess?
We found this book in his workshop.
Apparently, he's been studying the uses of poison mushrooms.
[huffs] I've never seen that book before in my life.
Tell them, Principessa.
[Montmorency] You have something to say, Princess?
Principessa?
- Keep your hand-- - [woman gasps]
Listen to me.
[shaky breathing]
[whispers] Listen to me.
You see what's happening here, don't you?
The king has decided an agent of our enemy
has murdered his son.
That means there will be war,
unless we can convince him of a personal grievance.
So... my question.
Was it you or your dressmaker?
Don't. Don't.
Because I don't feel like fighting another war.
Someone's gotta die.
[Sebastio] Don't!
[emotional music plays]
♪ ♪
[whispers] Forgive him.
Don't. Please. Please. Please!
You know it wasn't--
Damn you!
No! No!
- [whispers] It had to be done. - [Sebastio] It wasn't me!
Principessa, no!
Aah!
No!
[Catherine breathing shakily]
[uneasy music plays]
♪ ♪
Did everything I could.
Did you?
The Holy Roman Emperor thanks you
and extends his condolences.
[dark, moody music plays]
♪ ♪
Wise decision, Your Highness.
And a relief the Holy Roman Emperor
would not stoop so low as to harm your son.
My son would not have agreed with you.
Well, your son wasn't always rational.
God rest his soul.
You think I'm wrong
to sentence that man to death for his murder?
I think you are a father bereaved.
[laughs] Ha!
What do you know about it?
You always hated him!
No. Your Majesty, I'm your humble servant.
I would do anything to protect your children,
as if they were my own. You have my word.
If I remember correctly, you abandoned your children
to look after mine.
What good is your word?
You question my loyalty?
Oh, I do more than that.
I want you to leave this court today.
I never want to see your face again!
Is that understood?
I have dedicated my life to you.
Well, what a waste.
[bells tolling]
[horseman] Yah!
[whip snaps]
[dramatic music swells]
[horses neigh]
Ah--
Aah!
[horses neighing]
Ah! Ahh!
[indistinct chatter]
[Catherine panting]
[dark, heavy music plays]
♪ ♪
It's too tight. I can't breathe.
Everything hurts.
With Ruggieri there's always a price.
Now you know what you bought.
You're pregnant.
[breathless laugh]
May I present your new Dauphin and Dauphine,
who is with child.
[cheers and applause]
You know what this means.
[Angelica] If she's willing to give up Sebastio,
none of us are safe.
[overlapping murmuring, excited chatter]
Oh. Hello.
Rahima.
My dear daughter-in-law Queen Mary.
Mary.
The queen has insisted that all her maids be named Mary,
to avoid confusion, no doubt.
It's most thoughtful.
In honor of the Virgin Mother of our savior.
I'm sure she would be flattered.
What a lovely dress.
[Catherine] Yes.
I thought you wouldn't miss it,
as you are now mourning for my dear son.
As am I.
Yes.
Although some of us less ostentatiously.
Keep it. [exhales]
It looks better on you anyway.
Ignore their jealousy.
[exhales]
You see, if Charles IX is king,
we will all be bending our knee to that Italian witch.
I will do everything in my power
to make sure that doesn't happen.
As the king's widow, the throne is rightfully mine.
[Charlotte Gainsbourg's "Bombs Away" plays]
♪ The queen is marching back To Paris tonight ♪
♪ The priests are praying And preparing the rites ♪
♪ Another animal gets drowned In the Seine ♪
♪ Enemies, Enemies Will never be friends ♪
♪ Bombs away ♪
♪ It's a pain, But not a shock ♪
♪ Bombs away ♪
♪ Let that old Gomorrah rock ♪
♪ Bombs away ♪
♪ Let the fires Light the road ♪
♪ Bombs away ♪
♪ The metropolis explodes ♪
♪ The times I tried To get away from it all ♪
♪ Just left me standing With my back to the wall ♪
♪ Another strategy Regarding my heart ♪
♪ All these explosions Are a shot in the dark ♪
♪ Bombs away ♪
♪ Let the fires Light the road ♪
♪ Bombs away ♪
♪ The metropolis explodes ♪
♪ ♪