Becket

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0:02:33 > 0:02:35BELL TOLLS

0:03:24 > 0:03:28MONKS CHANT DIES IRAE

0:03:35 > 0:03:41# ..Tuba mirum spargens sonum

0:03:41 > 0:03:45# Per sepulchra regionum

0:03:45 > 0:03:51# Coget omnes ante thronum

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0:03:58 > 0:04:03# Cum resurget creatura... #

0:05:01 > 0:05:03Well, Thomas Becket.

0:05:03 > 0:05:06Are you satisfied?

0:05:06 > 0:05:10Here I am, stripped, kneeling at your tomb,

0:05:10 > 0:05:15while those treacherous Saxon monks of yours are getting ready to thrash me.

0:05:16 > 0:05:19Me, with my delicate skin.

0:05:19 > 0:05:22I bet you'd never have done the same for me.

0:05:23 > 0:05:28But I suppose I have to do this penance to make my peace with you.

0:05:31 > 0:05:33What a strange end to our story.

0:05:34 > 0:05:39How cold it was when we last met on the shores of France.

0:05:40 > 0:05:45Funny, it's nearly always been cold,

0:05:45 > 0:05:48except at the beginning, when we were friends.

0:05:48 > 0:05:50We did have a few...

0:05:50 > 0:05:53fine summer evenings with the girls.

0:05:55 > 0:05:57Did you love Gwendolen, Archbishop?

0:05:58 > 0:06:01Did you hate me the night I took her from you,

0:06:01 > 0:06:03shouting, "I am the King!"?

0:06:03 > 0:06:07Perhaps that's what you could never forgive me for.

0:06:10 > 0:06:13Look at them lurking there, gloating.

0:06:14 > 0:06:16Oh, Thomas.

0:06:16 > 0:06:20I'm ashamed of this whole silly masquerade.

0:06:20 > 0:06:24All right, so I've come here to make my peace with their Saxon hero

0:06:24 > 0:06:29because I need them now, those Saxon peasants of yours.

0:06:29 > 0:06:33Now I will call them my sons, as you wanted me to.

0:06:33 > 0:06:36You taught me that, too.

0:06:36 > 0:06:38You taught me everything.

0:06:40 > 0:06:43Those were the happy times,

0:06:43 > 0:06:45do you remember?

0:06:45 > 0:06:47At the peep of dawn

0:06:47 > 0:06:51and as usual we'd been drinking and wenching in the town.

0:06:51 > 0:06:54You were even better at that than I was.

0:06:54 > 0:06:57MAN AND WOMAN LAUGH

0:07:05 > 0:07:08GENTLE SNORING

0:07:10 > 0:07:12LAUGHTER

0:07:15 > 0:07:19Huh? Shh! Listen. Uh? Upstairs.

0:07:19 > 0:07:22She's up to sommat.

0:07:22 > 0:07:24Well, go on up.

0:07:29 > 0:07:31WOMAN LAUGHS

0:07:31 > 0:07:33WOMAN LAUGHS Ssh!

0:07:33 > 0:07:36MAN LAUGHS

0:07:44 > 0:07:47HE GASPS

0:07:47 > 0:07:49Agh! Help! Help!

0:07:49 > 0:07:52Get off, man! Get on up there!

0:07:52 > 0:07:53Quick! Out through the window.

0:07:55 > 0:07:56Thank you.

0:08:03 > 0:08:05Oh! Ah! Ooh!

0:08:09 > 0:08:12Come on, come on.

0:08:12 > 0:08:13Come on!

0:08:15 > 0:08:18Come here!

0:08:18 > 0:08:20If I lay me hands on the dirty slut! Where is he?

0:08:20 > 0:08:23The swine! ..Don't you dare!

0:08:23 > 0:08:24Don't you...

0:08:29 > 0:08:31Here, catch!

0:08:37 > 0:08:38Go on, get in there!

0:08:53 > 0:08:55Get the boot, man!

0:08:55 > 0:08:56Faster!

0:09:22 > 0:09:24Whoo!

0:09:44 > 0:09:45Rub harder, pig,

0:09:45 > 0:09:47I'm cold.

0:09:49 > 0:09:52Oh, no-one does it the way you do, Thomas. Thank you.

0:09:52 > 0:09:54I think you actually like the cold.

0:09:56 > 0:10:00I made you a nobleman - why do you play at being my valet?

0:10:00 > 0:10:04I'm your servant, in the council chamber or here in the bath.

0:10:04 > 0:10:08My Norman barons resent it. They feel it's your Saxon way of mocking their nobility.

0:10:08 > 0:10:11Nobility lies in the man, my Prince, not in the towel.

0:10:11 > 0:10:16Have you any idea how much trouble I took to make you a noble?

0:10:16 > 0:10:20I think so. I recall you pointed a finger and said, Thomas Becket, you are noble.

0:10:20 > 0:10:23The Queen and your mother became very agitated.

0:10:23 > 0:10:25They're always agitated.

0:10:25 > 0:10:30No, I'm in trouble from the barons. They hate you, you know.

0:10:30 > 0:10:32Of course. One always hates what one wrongs.

0:10:37 > 0:10:42When you Normans invaded England, you seized our Saxon land, burned our Saxon homes,

0:10:42 > 0:10:44raped our Saxon sisters.

0:10:44 > 0:10:47Naturally, you hate Saxons.

0:10:47 > 0:10:49Don't include me.

0:10:49 > 0:10:53It was my great-grandfather, William, who was called the Conqueror.

0:10:53 > 0:10:54I'm an old resident.

0:10:54 > 0:10:57I did not mean you. Didn't you?

0:10:57 > 0:11:01When I took you into my service, everyone predicted you would put a knife in my back.

0:11:01 > 0:11:03And did you believe them?

0:11:03 > 0:11:07No. I showed them that you were a man of honour

0:11:07 > 0:11:10and a collaborator. That was accurate of you.

0:11:10 > 0:11:13How do you combine the two? My Lord?

0:11:13 > 0:11:15Honour and collaboration.

0:11:17 > 0:11:21I don't try. I love good living and good living is Norman.

0:11:21 > 0:11:25I love life and the Saxon's only birthright is to be slaughtered.

0:11:25 > 0:11:27One collaborates to live.

0:11:29 > 0:11:33And honour? Honour is a concern of the living.

0:11:33 > 0:11:36One can't very well be concerned about it once one's dead.

0:11:36 > 0:11:39You're too clever for me, Thomas.

0:11:39 > 0:11:43I know there's something not quite right about your reasoning.

0:11:44 > 0:11:46Honour is a private matter within.

0:11:46 > 0:11:49It's an idea and every man has his own version of it.

0:11:49 > 0:11:53How gracefully you tell your King to mind his own business.

0:11:53 > 0:11:56Time for the Council meeting, my Lord.

0:11:56 > 0:11:57Oh...!

0:11:59 > 0:12:01Will my Lord dine with me tonight?

0:12:01 > 0:12:03On gold plates? Always.

0:12:03 > 0:12:06I am your King and I eat off silver.

0:12:06 > 0:12:09Your expenses are heavy. I've only my pleasure to pay for.

0:12:09 > 0:12:13Tonight you can do me the honour of christening my forks. Forks?

0:12:13 > 0:12:18Yes, from Florence. New invention. It's for pronging meat and carrying it to the mouth.

0:12:18 > 0:12:22It saves dirtying your fingers. But then you dirty the fork. But it's washable.

0:12:22 > 0:12:27So are your fingers. I don't see the point. It hasn't any, practically speaking, but it's refined, subtle,

0:12:27 > 0:12:30very un-Norman. You must order me some...

0:12:32 > 0:12:33..for my barons.

0:12:33 > 0:12:37I have enough forks to go round. Bring the gentlemen with you tonight.

0:12:37 > 0:12:40I shall. We won't tell them what they're for.

0:12:40 > 0:12:43They'll probably think they're a new kind of dagger.

0:12:48 > 0:12:51All right, gentlemen, the Council is opened.

0:12:58 > 0:13:01Gentlemen, I've called you here to find out

0:13:01 > 0:13:06why a simple request for taxes causes such un-priestly caterwauling.

0:13:06 > 0:13:07My Lord...

0:13:07 > 0:13:10We must come to an understanding about who rules this kingdom -

0:13:10 > 0:13:12the Church... My Lord, I wish to ask...

0:13:12 > 0:13:16Just a moment, Archbishop.

0:13:16 > 0:13:18..the Church or me.

0:13:18 > 0:13:22There are many troublesome issues between us which call for a reckoning.

0:13:22 > 0:13:26Amongst other abuses is the claim you make of judging your clergy

0:13:26 > 0:13:30accused of civil crimes in your own ecclesiastical courts.

0:13:30 > 0:13:31I warn you,

0:13:31 > 0:13:36there can be only one justice in this country and that is the King's.

0:13:36 > 0:13:41But before we quarrel, here is some happy news.

0:13:41 > 0:13:46I have decided to revive the office of Chancellor of England, Keeper of the Lion's Seal,

0:13:46 > 0:13:50and entrust it to our loyal servant, Thomas Becket.

0:14:04 > 0:14:07Yes, my little Saxon?

0:14:09 > 0:14:13My Lord. Well, for once I've taken you by surprise.

0:14:17 > 0:14:22My Lord, this is a stupendous honour for which I may not be worthy.

0:14:22 > 0:14:26I'm inexperienced in these matters and frivolous by nature.

0:14:26 > 0:14:29Rubbish! You know more than all of us put together.

0:14:29 > 0:14:31He's read books, you know, it's amazing.

0:14:31 > 0:14:36He's drunk and wenched his way through London, but he's thinking all the time, aren't you, Thomas?

0:14:36 > 0:14:39He'll checkmate the lot of you. Even you, Archbishop.

0:14:41 > 0:14:43I never did anything without your advice.

0:14:43 > 0:14:46No-one knew it. Now everyone will, that's all.

0:14:48 > 0:14:52There, that's the Great Seal of England.

0:14:52 > 0:14:53Don't lose it.

0:14:53 > 0:14:59Without the Seal, there's no more England, then we'll all have to pack up and go back to Normandy.

0:14:59 > 0:15:03May I crave leave to greet our young and learned friend?

0:15:03 > 0:15:06For I noticed him when he was first made archdeacon.

0:15:06 > 0:15:08Thank you, Archbishop.

0:15:08 > 0:15:12But don't rely too much on Becket to play your game. He's my man.

0:15:12 > 0:15:14I'd forgotten you were an archdeacon, Thomas.

0:15:14 > 0:15:16So had I, my Prince.

0:15:16 > 0:15:17Now, to business.

0:15:19 > 0:15:26The law demands that every landowner sends soldiers to give me service, or pay a tax in silver. Is that correct?

0:15:26 > 0:15:28I have heard so, my Lord.

0:15:28 > 0:15:34We are about to cross the Channel to force Louis of France to return the Norman towns he has taken from us.

0:15:34 > 0:15:39I have received neither soldiers nor silver from you gentlemen for this war.

0:15:39 > 0:15:45Surely one must distinguish between the individual landowner and God's Church?

0:15:45 > 0:15:50The law doesn't distinguish. But this has never been spoken of before. I've never been this poor before.

0:15:50 > 0:15:54No, I've made up my mind and I'm passing round the plate.

0:15:54 > 0:15:57Just drop in the money.

0:15:57 > 0:16:00Oh, my backside's sore. Is that all?

0:16:00 > 0:16:02Count your blessings, sire. KING BELCHES

0:16:02 > 0:16:05Don't know about you, Thomas, but I'm starving.

0:16:05 > 0:16:07Have them bring us something to eat.

0:16:08 > 0:16:13A layman who shirks his duty and fails to supply his King with arms

0:16:13 > 0:16:16should pay the tax, nobody will question that.

0:16:16 > 0:16:19Least of all the clergy.

0:16:19 > 0:16:26On the other hand, a priest's duty is to assist his King with his prayers for godliness and peace.

0:16:26 > 0:16:32He cannot maintain men at arms without violating the very essence of that sacred function.

0:16:32 > 0:16:35Therefore he cannot be held liable for the tax.

0:16:35 > 0:16:40Your priests fought well enough in the days of the conquest, when there was booty to be had -

0:16:40 > 0:16:46sword in fist, rumps in the saddle, "Death to the Saxon scum! It's God's will, it's God's will!"

0:16:46 > 0:16:51Those violent days are over. The priest is back in his sanctuary. It is peacetime now.

0:16:51 > 0:16:53But not for long.

0:16:53 > 0:16:59Pay up! I don't intend to budge. Come on, Chancellor, say something. Has your new title made you tongue-tied?

0:17:01 > 0:17:06May I respectfully draw to my Lord Archbishop's attention one small point?

0:17:06 > 0:17:09Respectfully but firmly. You're Chancellor now.

0:17:09 > 0:17:14England is a ship. The King is the captain of the ship.

0:17:14 > 0:17:17That's neat, I like that. My Lord Chancellor,

0:17:17 > 0:17:21in point of fact, there is also a saying,

0:17:21 > 0:17:26"The captain is sole master after God."

0:17:26 > 0:17:27After God!

0:17:32 > 0:17:35Nobody's questioning God's authority, Archbishop.

0:17:35 > 0:17:37God protects the ship by inspiring the captain,

0:17:37 > 0:17:42but he does not set the wages of the crew nor instruct the paymaster in his duties.

0:17:42 > 0:17:44God has more important business.

0:17:45 > 0:17:49Our young deacon's ambition has carried him away from the Church,

0:17:49 > 0:17:54but he cannot have forgotten that what is important is to reveal to man only through his Church

0:17:54 > 0:17:59in the person of our Holy Father in Rome, his bishops and his priests.

0:17:59 > 0:18:02Or does the Chancellor think otherwise?

0:18:02 > 0:18:06True, there is a priest on board every ship. He gives God's blessings.

0:18:06 > 0:18:10But neither God nor the Church ask him to take the wheel from the helmsman.

0:18:10 > 0:18:15My Lord the Bishop of London, who I understand is the son of a sailor, surely cannot have forgotten that?

0:18:17 > 0:18:22I will not allow personal insinuation to compromise the integrity and honour of the Church.

0:18:22 > 0:18:27Please, Bishop, no long words. All that's at stake here is its money.

0:18:27 > 0:18:32I need money to fight the French. Will the Church give it to me? Yes or no?

0:18:32 > 0:18:34My Lord, your illustrious ancestor

0:18:34 > 0:18:38William the Conqueror granted these tax exemptions to the Church.

0:18:38 > 0:18:41May he rest in peace. Where he is now he doesn't need money.

0:18:41 > 0:18:43I'm still on Earth and I do!

0:18:43 > 0:18:47This is not primarily a question of money, Your Highness.

0:18:47 > 0:18:50This is a question of principle.

0:18:50 > 0:18:52I need troops, Bishop!

0:18:52 > 0:18:56I sent for 3,000 Swiss to help me fight the King of France

0:18:56 > 0:18:59and no-one has ever paid the Swiss with principles.

0:18:59 > 0:19:01My Lord Chancellor!

0:19:01 > 0:19:03It is pointless to continue this discussion.

0:19:03 > 0:19:08The law has given us the means of coercion. We will use it.

0:19:08 > 0:19:09You!

0:19:09 > 0:19:15You owe everything to Holy Mother Church! Would you dare plunge a dagger into her bosom?

0:19:15 > 0:19:19My Lord and King, who rules by the grace of God,

0:19:19 > 0:19:24has given me his Seal with the three lions to protect.

0:19:24 > 0:19:28My mother is England now.

0:19:28 > 0:19:31Traitor! Saxon!

0:19:31 > 0:19:33My reverent friend, I strongly suggest

0:19:33 > 0:19:36that you respect my Chancellor, or else I will call my guards.

0:19:36 > 0:19:38Ah, here they are now.

0:19:43 > 0:19:45Oh, no.

0:19:46 > 0:19:48It's only my snack.

0:19:50 > 0:19:53Now, gentlemen, if you will excuse me,

0:19:53 > 0:19:57at this hour in the morning I need sustenance, or else I tend to feel weak,

0:19:57 > 0:20:01and a King must never weaken,

0:20:01 > 0:20:03I am sure you will agree.

0:20:03 > 0:20:05I'll have it in my chapel,

0:20:05 > 0:20:08then I can pray directly afterwards.

0:20:08 > 0:20:10Come on, Thomas, keep me company.

0:20:11 > 0:20:14He means it's time for the hunt.

0:20:14 > 0:20:17Not until we have eaten, my dear Bishop.

0:20:19 > 0:20:21HUNTING CALL

0:20:24 > 0:20:26HOUNDS BAY

0:20:45 > 0:20:47HUNTING HORN

0:20:49 > 0:20:51Race? Right! Ha!

0:21:11 > 0:21:14HUNTING HORN

0:21:19 > 0:21:21The King's hunt! Eh? Oh!

0:21:21 > 0:21:23Inside, quick! Oh!

0:21:41 > 0:21:44Let's get under cover before we're drowned.

0:21:47 > 0:21:48We've lost the barons.

0:21:48 > 0:21:51Oh, they'll find us. Here, hold this.

0:21:51 > 0:21:53HE SHIVERS

0:21:57 > 0:22:03Oh, I'm cold, my pretty. Go on, sit on there, there's a good girl. Go on, get on there!

0:22:08 > 0:22:11I'm freezing. Get the fire going.

0:22:11 > 0:22:15There'll be no wood in this house. In the middle of the forest?

0:22:15 > 0:22:20These people are entitled to two measures of dead wood a year. One branch more and they hang.

0:22:20 > 0:22:23My edict? Your edict.

0:22:26 > 0:22:27HORSE NEIGHS

0:22:33 > 0:22:38Come here, old man. We need firewood. Don't be afraid.

0:22:50 > 0:22:52Thomas!

0:22:53 > 0:22:56Thomas, come here! Look at this.

0:22:58 > 0:23:00She stinks a bit, but we could wash her.

0:23:00 > 0:23:03What would you think of it, cleaned up a little?

0:23:03 > 0:23:07She's a child. What will it be like when it's a woman?

0:23:07 > 0:23:09How old would you say it was? 16? 17?

0:23:09 > 0:23:12She can speak, my Lord. How old are you? Eh?

0:23:14 > 0:23:17Course it can speak. How old's your daughter, dog?

0:23:18 > 0:23:23Odd the number of dumb people I meet when I set foot out of my palace. I rule over a kingdom of mutes.

0:23:23 > 0:23:25They're afraid. Quite right, too.

0:23:25 > 0:23:28Don't stand there, put the wood on the fire.

0:23:28 > 0:23:29Hello, pretty.

0:23:41 > 0:23:43Look at it.

0:23:43 > 0:23:47The odd thing is, it's so ugly that it makes such pretty daughters.

0:23:47 > 0:23:49You're a member of the family - explain that.

0:23:49 > 0:23:54Well, 20 before he lost his teeth and took on that ageless look that common people have.

0:23:54 > 0:24:00He may have been handsome and had one night of love - one moment when he was a king and shed his fear.

0:24:00 > 0:24:05Afterwards, his pauper's life went on eternally the same.

0:24:05 > 0:24:07The moment faded

0:24:07 > 0:24:09and he forgot it all.

0:24:10 > 0:24:13But the seed was sown.

0:24:13 > 0:24:15Will she grow ugly too?

0:24:15 > 0:24:16Surely.

0:24:16 > 0:24:21If we made her a whore and kept her at the palace, would she stay pretty?

0:24:21 > 0:24:24Perhaps. Then we'd be doing her a service, wouldn't we?

0:24:24 > 0:24:26No doubt. Oh...!

0:24:26 > 0:24:29Look at it! It understands every word.

0:24:29 > 0:24:31Stop staring at me, dog!

0:24:31 > 0:24:33Get me something to drink.

0:24:35 > 0:24:37I have some drink in my saddle.

0:24:37 > 0:24:40What's the matter, Thomas? Nothing.

0:24:40 > 0:24:42I'm getting you a drink.

0:25:17 > 0:25:19Thank you, Thomas.

0:25:19 > 0:25:21HUNTING HORN

0:25:21 > 0:25:25Our escort. Want some? Ah... What's the matter?

0:25:25 > 0:25:27You hurt? It's nothing.

0:25:27 > 0:25:29Show me.

0:25:30 > 0:25:34Now, you know you can't stand the sight of blood.

0:25:34 > 0:25:35My horse bit me.

0:25:38 > 0:25:40That's too funny.

0:25:40 > 0:25:45My Lord here makes us all look silly at the jousts with his fancy horsemanship,

0:25:45 > 0:25:48he goes to his saddlebags and gets bitten like a groom.

0:25:49 > 0:25:52You look quite shaken, little Saxon.

0:25:53 > 0:25:56Funny, I can't bear to think of you in pain.

0:25:56 > 0:26:01All this just to get me a drink. Wounded in the service of the King.

0:26:02 > 0:26:05This deserves a gift. What would you like?

0:26:14 > 0:26:16This girl.

0:26:17 > 0:26:19I fancy her.

0:26:22 > 0:26:25That's very tiresome of you. I fancy her myself

0:26:25 > 0:26:29and where that subject's concerned, friendship goes by the board.

0:26:31 > 0:26:34All right, she's yours.

0:26:37 > 0:26:38Thank you, my Prince.

0:26:38 > 0:26:42But you will return the favour equally one day.

0:26:42 > 0:26:44At your pleasure.

0:26:44 > 0:26:47Equally, favour for favour.

0:26:47 > 0:26:49You give me your word as a gentleman?

0:26:51 > 0:26:53I do.

0:26:53 > 0:26:54Right, she's yours.

0:26:54 > 0:26:57Shall we take her with us or shall we have her sent?

0:26:57 > 0:27:00No, no, no, the soldiers can bring her.

0:27:00 > 0:27:03WINDING OF HORN AND BAYING OF DOGS

0:27:03 > 0:27:06Wash your daughter, dog, and kill her fleas.

0:27:06 > 0:27:13She's coming to the palace with my Lordship here. He's a Saxon too, so I hope you'll be pleased.

0:27:13 > 0:27:16Give him money, Thomas, I'm feeling generous this morning.

0:27:21 > 0:27:25Don't worry about your daughter. Nobody will come to take her away.

0:27:25 > 0:27:32I'll see to that. And tell your son he should stay hidden in the forest until he can handle a knife better.

0:27:32 > 0:27:34Here.

0:27:41 > 0:27:43RAUCOUS CAROUSING

0:27:58 > 0:28:00Bring us some wine!

0:28:37 > 0:28:42Forgive me, not for fighting, my dear Baron - for eating.

0:28:57 > 0:29:02SHE SINGS IN WELSH

0:29:13 > 0:29:15Go on, it's lovely.

0:29:24 > 0:29:26DISTANT RACKET FROM HALL

0:29:28 > 0:29:30Noisy brutes.

0:29:30 > 0:29:34You seem to spend a great deal of time in their company.

0:29:34 > 0:29:36Oh, I can forget about it when I come to you.

0:29:36 > 0:29:39I'm happy that I can relieve you.

0:29:39 > 0:29:45Now, don't tease me tonight, Gwendolen. I'm off to France again tomorrow and war.

0:29:45 > 0:29:51I am my Lord's captive, whatever his purpose and whatever his mood.

0:29:51 > 0:29:56I hope so. It is God's will, since he gave the Normans victory over my people.

0:29:56 > 0:29:59And that's the only reason you're here?

0:29:59 > 0:30:06If the Welsh had won the war, I would have married a man of my own race at my father's castle.

0:30:06 > 0:30:08God did not will it so.

0:30:10 > 0:30:11All right.

0:30:11 > 0:30:19I'm sorry I was so late coming to you, but the King is demanding and the barons have to be kept at bay.

0:30:20 > 0:30:22I'm lying.

0:30:22 > 0:30:25You are my Lord, God or no God.

0:30:27 > 0:30:32If we had won the war, you could just as easily have taken me from my father's castle.

0:30:32 > 0:30:35I would have come with you.

0:30:35 > 0:30:39For you had taken my heart before you captured my body.

0:30:42 > 0:30:45Have I said something wrong?

0:30:45 > 0:30:50Somehow I can never support the idea of being loved. I told you that.

0:30:50 > 0:30:53MAN APPROACHES, HUMMING

0:31:07 > 0:31:09Oh, please.

0:31:11 > 0:31:12Sit.

0:31:12 > 0:31:15Er...play something.

0:31:15 > 0:31:17Something sad.

0:31:17 > 0:31:19It helps the digestion.

0:31:21 > 0:31:23Play.

0:31:27 > 0:31:29SHE SINGS IN WELSH

0:31:32 > 0:31:35Ah, sweet and melancholy.

0:31:38 > 0:31:42Sit, Thomas, witness one of my finer moments.

0:31:42 > 0:31:48I behave like a brute, but I'm as soft as swansdown inside.

0:31:48 > 0:31:50HE BELCHES

0:31:50 > 0:31:54You know, Thomas, sometimes I think that you and I

0:31:54 > 0:31:57are the only civilised men in England.

0:31:57 > 0:31:59I eat with a fork

0:31:59 > 0:32:07and you've made me into a man of the most delicate sensibilities.

0:32:07 > 0:32:09Now, if you really loved me,

0:32:09 > 0:32:13you should find me a beautiful, well-bred girl

0:32:13 > 0:32:15to give me a little polish.

0:32:18 > 0:32:21"Favour for favour". Do you remember?

0:32:21 > 0:32:24I am your servant, my Lord.

0:32:24 > 0:32:27All that I have is yours,

0:32:27 > 0:32:31but you were also gracious enough to say

0:32:31 > 0:32:32I am your friend.

0:32:32 > 0:32:36Yes, that's what I mean, as one friend to another.

0:32:39 > 0:32:42You do care for her, then?

0:32:42 > 0:32:44You do care about something?

0:32:46 > 0:32:47Or do you?

0:32:49 > 0:32:50Go on, tell me,

0:32:50 > 0:32:54tell me if you care for her or not.

0:32:54 > 0:32:58I said favour for favour

0:32:58 > 0:33:00and I asked for your word.

0:33:01 > 0:33:03And I...

0:33:03 > 0:33:05gave it to you.

0:33:06 > 0:33:09Right, well, that's settled, then.

0:33:09 > 0:33:12May I have a moment's grace?

0:33:12 > 0:33:14Surely, surely.

0:33:14 > 0:33:17After all, I'm not a savage.

0:33:23 > 0:33:27Did you promise me to him? No.

0:33:29 > 0:33:32I promised him anything he asked for.

0:33:32 > 0:33:34I never thought it would be you.

0:33:34 > 0:33:38If he sends me away tomorrow, will you take me back?

0:33:39 > 0:33:40No.

0:33:43 > 0:33:47I leave you this. You've almost learned to play it.

0:33:50 > 0:33:55You've not found anything in the whole world to care for, have you?

0:33:57 > 0:34:00No. We both belong to a conquered race,

0:34:00 > 0:34:06but you've forgotten that people robbed of everything can still have one thing left to call their own.

0:34:06 > 0:34:10Yes. Where honour should be,

0:34:10 > 0:34:13in me there is only a void.

0:34:16 > 0:34:18I loved you,

0:34:18 > 0:34:20Thomas Becket.

0:34:37 > 0:34:39SINGLE LOW NOTE

0:34:55 > 0:34:56My Lord!

0:34:57 > 0:34:58Enter.

0:35:07 > 0:35:11How careless you are, Thomas. You had forgotten her.

0:35:12 > 0:35:16But you told me that you fancied her

0:35:16 > 0:35:18and I remembered.

0:35:18 > 0:35:22You see, I really am your friend and you're wrong not to love me.

0:35:24 > 0:35:26Good night, sire.

0:35:40 > 0:35:42Shall I undress, my Lord?

0:35:44 > 0:35:46What?

0:35:46 > 0:35:47Shall I undress?

0:36:44 > 0:36:45Thomas!

0:36:47 > 0:36:48Thomas!

0:36:56 > 0:36:57She's dead.

0:36:59 > 0:37:01She's killed herself.

0:37:03 > 0:37:04There's blood...

0:37:06 > 0:37:08Help me, Thomas!

0:37:08 > 0:37:10I'm frightened.

0:37:10 > 0:37:12I'm the King!

0:37:15 > 0:37:17Get rid of her.

0:37:19 > 0:37:21Guard.

0:37:22 > 0:37:24I'm sleeping here tonight.

0:37:27 > 0:37:29Give this girl a silver piece and let her go.

0:37:32 > 0:37:34He won't hurt you.

0:37:41 > 0:37:46I don't want to be alone tonight.

0:37:47 > 0:37:49I'm here, my Prince.

0:37:51 > 0:37:52You'll hate me now.

0:37:54 > 0:37:56I...I'll...

0:37:56 > 0:37:59I'll never be able to trust you.

0:38:01 > 0:38:03You have nothing to fear.

0:38:03 > 0:38:08You gave me your Seal and while I wear it,

0:38:08 > 0:38:11my duty is to my King.

0:38:11 > 0:38:17But I'll never know what you're thinking. You see?

0:38:17 > 0:38:19Sleep now.

0:38:20 > 0:38:22We cross the Channel tomorrow.

0:38:24 > 0:38:30When we face the French on the field of battle, there will be simple answers to everything.

0:38:30 > 0:38:34So long as Becket must improvise his honour from day to day...

0:38:35 > 0:38:37..he will serve you faithfully.

0:38:53 > 0:38:57But what if one day he should meet his honour in truth...

0:38:58 > 0:38:59..face to face?

0:39:05 > 0:39:09But where is Becket's honour?

0:39:45 > 0:39:47An early good morning to you, gentlemen.

0:39:47 > 0:39:49I have just ridden from the town.

0:39:49 > 0:39:52I have arranged for its capitulation.

0:39:52 > 0:39:55Will there be loot? No, I want these people to collaborate with good grace.

0:39:55 > 0:40:00The French Bishop will deliver the keys of the city to the King at 8am in the cathedral.

0:40:00 > 0:40:02No fighting? What are we here for?

0:40:02 > 0:40:05To secure King Henry's possessions in France.

0:40:05 > 0:40:07You have three more towns to recapture.

0:40:07 > 0:40:10I'd rather sack the town and slaughter the lot.

0:40:10 > 0:40:12Yes, and have a dead city.

0:40:12 > 0:40:15No, I want to give the King living cities to increase his wealth.

0:40:15 > 0:40:19From dawn this morning, I am the townspeople's dearest friend.

0:40:19 > 0:40:21And what of England's pride?

0:40:21 > 0:40:25England's pride, my dear Baron, is to succeed.

0:40:31 > 0:40:34What a mentality!

0:40:38 > 0:40:40Chancellor of England.

0:40:40 > 0:40:42Who knows what he is?

0:40:42 > 0:40:44He's a Saxon.

0:41:38 > 0:41:40Release him!

0:41:42 > 0:41:43Leave us, Sergeant.

0:41:43 > 0:41:46My Lord? Leave us.

0:41:52 > 0:41:56What are you, a Saxon monk, doing in France? They'll kill you, you know.

0:41:56 > 0:41:59I'm prepared to die. How old are you? 18.

0:41:59 > 0:42:01Hmm, dying is easy at 18.

0:42:01 > 0:42:06Your knife stinks of onions, like every proper little Saxon's knife.

0:42:06 > 0:42:07You used to be a Saxon.

0:42:07 > 0:42:09Now you belong to the Normans.

0:42:09 > 0:42:13Ah, I see, a Saxon knife for a Saxon collaborator.

0:42:13 > 0:42:17Did you think that by killing me you could liberate your race?

0:42:17 > 0:42:20No, not my race, myself. From what?

0:42:20 > 0:42:22My shame,

0:42:22 > 0:42:24and yours.

0:42:24 > 0:42:27The Normans have occupied England for 100 years, since Hastings.

0:42:27 > 0:42:32Shame is an old vintage to the Saxon. Your father and grandfather drank it to the dregs.

0:42:32 > 0:42:34The cup is empty now.

0:42:34 > 0:42:35No. Never.

0:42:35 > 0:42:37What's your name?

0:42:39 > 0:42:41What is your name?

0:42:42 > 0:42:44John.

0:42:44 > 0:42:46Sergeant!

0:42:47 > 0:42:51Well, Brother John, I'm going to save your life.

0:42:51 > 0:42:55It has no importance for me, but it's very rare for fate to bring one

0:42:55 > 0:42:59face to face with one's own ghost when young.

0:42:59 > 0:43:04My Lord? Have this monk returned to England to the custody of the abbot of his monastery.

0:43:04 > 0:43:08I want him treated without brutality, but carefully watched.

0:43:08 > 0:43:10Yes, my Lord.

0:43:27 > 0:43:29DISTANT FANFARE

0:43:33 > 0:43:35GARGLING My Lord?

0:43:38 > 0:43:40Good morning, my Lord. Glug, glug!

0:43:42 > 0:43:45Ugh...French wine.

0:43:45 > 0:43:47I had a little too much last night.

0:43:47 > 0:43:50It's their major contribution to civilisation. Uh-huh.

0:43:50 > 0:43:53Here's another. GASP

0:43:53 > 0:43:57I must say, I adore my French possessions. They're certainly worth recapturing.

0:43:57 > 0:44:00What's your name, my pretty?

0:44:00 > 0:44:02Name? Marie.

0:44:02 > 0:44:04Marie. Very French.

0:44:04 > 0:44:08French luxury is very luxurious.

0:44:08 > 0:44:12And, for the moment, free. We take possession of the town this morning.

0:44:12 > 0:44:15Yes, I heard.

0:44:15 > 0:44:17You managed that very well, Thomas.

0:44:17 > 0:44:20Well, personally, I shall miss the fighting.

0:44:20 > 0:44:22Meanwhile, we have some business to discuss.

0:44:22 > 0:44:27I've been studying the dispatches from England. You love work, don't you?

0:44:27 > 0:44:28If you love anything.

0:44:28 > 0:44:31I love doing what I have to do and doing it well.

0:44:31 > 0:44:35You'd be as efficient against me as for me, wouldn't you?

0:44:35 > 0:44:37If fate had arranged it that way.

0:44:37 > 0:44:46So what in most people is morality, in you it's just an exercise in... What's the word?

0:44:46 > 0:44:49Aesthetics. Yes, that's the word.

0:44:49 > 0:44:50Always aesthetics.

0:44:50 > 0:44:52Yes.

0:44:53 > 0:44:55Well, now...

0:44:56 > 0:44:58..look at that.

0:44:58 > 0:45:01Isn't that aesthetic too?

0:45:01 > 0:45:05Some people go into ecstasies over cathedrals but that's a work of art.

0:45:05 > 0:45:07Look at it, round as an apple.

0:45:09 > 0:45:11Want her?

0:45:11 > 0:45:14Business, my Lord.

0:45:14 > 0:45:18All right, business. Sit down.

0:45:18 > 0:45:22Listen carefully, Marie, to the droppings of the greatest brain of our day.

0:45:22 > 0:45:27From all the information I've received from London, there are some unpleasant deductions to be made.

0:45:27 > 0:45:32The power of the bishops is increasing like the plague. Soon it will rival your own. Talk sense!

0:45:32 > 0:45:35Priests are always intriguing. I can crush them any time.

0:45:35 > 0:45:40Do it now, or in five years there will be two Kings of England, the Archbishop of Canterbury and you.

0:45:40 > 0:45:42In ten years there will be only one.

0:45:46 > 0:45:48And it won't be me?

0:45:48 > 0:45:50I fear not.

0:45:50 > 0:45:53To horse, Thomas, to horse!

0:45:53 > 0:45:57War on the clergy! Death to the Archbishop. My Lord! I can't breathe.

0:45:57 > 0:45:59What are you doing down there?

0:45:59 > 0:46:02Spying for the clergy? Be off with you.

0:46:02 > 0:46:05Put on your clothes and go home.

0:46:06 > 0:46:09My Lord, am I to come back to the camp tonight?

0:46:09 > 0:46:14Yes! No! I don't know! I'm thinking of priests now, not you, go away!

0:46:16 > 0:46:20Wait, you can never be sure of getting another one as good.

0:46:20 > 0:46:22Yes, come back tonight.

0:46:22 > 0:46:25You're adorable! MARIE GIGGLES

0:46:25 > 0:46:28You must always tell them that, even when you pay.

0:46:28 > 0:46:31That's high politics, too.

0:46:33 > 0:46:35Only one...

0:46:35 > 0:46:38and it won't be me.

0:46:38 > 0:46:39It won't be you.

0:46:41 > 0:46:43What will God say if I attack his Church?

0:46:43 > 0:46:45After all, they're his bishops.

0:46:45 > 0:46:47We must manage the Church.

0:46:47 > 0:46:51One can always come to a sensible little arrangement with God.

0:46:54 > 0:46:57Becket, you're a monster.

0:46:57 > 0:47:00You flatter me, my Lord. But please, my Lord, dress quickly.

0:47:02 > 0:47:05It's inelegant for conquerors to be late.

0:47:05 > 0:47:06KING GUFFAWS

0:47:06 > 0:47:08You're a monster!

0:47:12 > 0:47:14FANFARE

0:47:21 > 0:47:23CHEERING

0:47:36 > 0:47:40You see? They love us dearly, these French.

0:47:40 > 0:47:42So they should, we paid them enough.

0:47:43 > 0:47:48In that case, you should have found some that didn't dress out of a rag barrel. Look.

0:47:52 > 0:47:56The rich are at home, sulking. Supporters of King Louis of France?

0:47:56 > 0:47:58No, it just would have cost too much.

0:47:58 > 0:48:02That's sounds real. Yes, we have soldiers disguised in the crowd to encourage enthusiasm.

0:48:02 > 0:48:07Why must you destroy all my illusions? Because you should have none, my Prince.

0:48:14 > 0:48:16What do you see? Reality.

0:48:19 > 0:48:20Stop here!

0:48:20 > 0:48:25The Bishop is waiting. As if it mattered what I do with a Bishop whose city I've just taken.

0:48:25 > 0:48:29It matters. Am I the strongest or am I not?

0:48:29 > 0:48:33You are today, but one must never drive one's enemy to despair - it makes him strong.

0:48:33 > 0:48:36Gentleness is better politics. It saps virility.

0:48:36 > 0:48:41A good occupational force must never crush, it must corrupt.

0:48:43 > 0:48:45Make a note of the house. Oh, never mind!

0:48:50 > 0:48:52HE MOUTHS

0:48:52 > 0:48:54My Lord, the Bishop.

0:48:54 > 0:48:56Yes, Papa.

0:48:56 > 0:48:57No, Papa.

0:49:20 > 0:49:23Put your men at rest, Captain. Is this William of Corbeil?

0:49:23 > 0:49:28Yes, sire. I hardly recognised you without a tankard covering your face.

0:49:28 > 0:49:30How did they pry you away from it?

0:49:30 > 0:49:33I had urgent messages from London for you, my Lord.

0:49:38 > 0:49:41It seems that God is on our side after all, Thomas.

0:49:41 > 0:49:47What is that, my Prince? He has just recalled the Archbishop of Canterbury to his bosom.

0:49:49 > 0:49:52That frail old man.

0:49:52 > 0:49:55He was the first Norman to take an interest in me.

0:49:56 > 0:49:58God rest his soul.

0:49:58 > 0:50:01He will, he will.

0:50:01 > 0:50:04And he'll be much more use to God than he ever was to me.

0:50:14 > 0:50:15Thomas!

0:50:22 > 0:50:26An extraordinary idea's creeping into my mind...

0:50:26 > 0:50:28a master stroke.

0:50:30 > 0:50:32I'm suddenly very intelligent.

0:50:32 > 0:50:36Probably comes from making love to that French girl last night.

0:50:36 > 0:50:37I'm subtle,

0:50:37 > 0:50:39I'm even profound.

0:50:39 > 0:50:42Oh, I'm so profound it's making my head spin.

0:50:43 > 0:50:46Are you listening to me, Thomas?

0:50:46 > 0:50:47I'm listening, my Prince.

0:50:47 > 0:50:51We need a new Archbishop of Canterbury.

0:50:51 > 0:50:54I think there is a man we can rely on.

0:50:54 > 0:51:00No matter who it is, once the Archbishop's mitre is on his head, he will no longer be on your side.

0:51:00 > 0:51:05But if the Archbishop is my man, if Canterbury is for the King,

0:51:05 > 0:51:08how could his power possibly get in my way?

0:51:08 > 0:51:15My Lord, we know your bishops. Once enthroned at Canterbury, every one of them would grow dizzy with power.

0:51:15 > 0:51:17Not this man.

0:51:17 > 0:51:21This is someone who doesn't know what dizziness means.

0:51:21 > 0:51:23Someone who isn't afraid of God.

0:51:23 > 0:51:28I'm sorry to deprive you of the French girls and the other spoils of victory, but...

0:51:28 > 0:51:30Are you listening to me, Thomas?

0:51:30 > 0:51:33Hmm? You're leaving for England tonight.

0:51:33 > 0:51:35On what mission, my Prince?

0:51:35 > 0:51:39You are going to deliver a letter to all the bishops of England -

0:51:39 > 0:51:46my royal edict nominating you, Thomas Becket, Primate of England...

0:51:46 > 0:51:48Archbishop of Canterbury.

0:51:55 > 0:51:56Shut up!

0:51:58 > 0:52:00Thomas, I'm in deadly earnest.

0:52:02 > 0:52:05My Lord,

0:52:05 > 0:52:06don't do this.

0:52:06 > 0:52:10You've an odd way of taking good news.

0:52:10 > 0:52:11I should think you'd be triumphant.

0:52:11 > 0:52:16But I...I'm not even a priest. You're a deacon.

0:52:16 > 0:52:20You could be ordained priest and consecrated Archbishop the next day.

0:52:20 > 0:52:23Have you considered what the Pope would say?

0:52:23 > 0:52:24I'll pay his price.

0:52:28 > 0:52:29My Lord...

0:52:31 > 0:52:33..this frightens me.

0:52:35 > 0:52:38I thought you had God in the palm of your hand, Thomas.

0:52:42 > 0:52:44I beg of you,

0:52:44 > 0:52:47do not do this.

0:52:47 > 0:52:50You've never disappointed me, Thomas,

0:52:50 > 0:52:52and you're the only man I can trust.

0:52:53 > 0:52:55You leave for England tonight.

0:53:01 > 0:53:02Becket!

0:53:06 > 0:53:11MEN CHANT: # Te Deum laudamus

0:53:11 > 0:53:19# Te Dominum confitemur... #

0:53:19 > 0:53:23Thank you for returning to us the keys of our city.

0:53:27 > 0:53:30The die is cast, Thomas.

0:53:30 > 0:53:32Make the most of it.

0:53:32 > 0:53:36And if I know you, I am sure you will.

0:53:36 > 0:53:43# ..Et universae potestates

0:53:43 > 0:53:48# Sanctus

0:53:48 > 0:53:54# Sanctus... #

0:53:54 > 0:53:57BELL TOLLS

0:54:26 > 0:54:28There you are. Thank you, my Lord.

0:54:36 > 0:54:39Thank you, my Lord. You're welcome. It will keep you warm.

0:54:39 > 0:54:43He'll only sell it for drink. Then THAT will keep him warm. Yes, Your Grace.

0:54:43 > 0:54:48I'm not Your Grace, I will not be consecrated Archbishop until tomorrow. I'm sorry, Father.

0:54:48 > 0:54:52That is temporarily correct. You don't really intend to give away your winter cloaks.

0:54:52 > 0:54:57Everything. Has all the gold plate been sold? Yes, the money is in those purses.

0:54:57 > 0:54:59Excellent. Bring me the rest of the money.

0:54:59 > 0:55:01But Your Grace... I mean Father.

0:55:01 > 0:55:03Everything.

0:55:07 > 0:55:09Welcome to Canterbury, my Lord Bishop.

0:55:09 > 0:55:12Is anything wrong? May I ask what is happening here?

0:55:12 > 0:55:17"Sell all that thou hast and give it to the poor and thou shalt have treasure in heaven."

0:55:17 > 0:55:22I doubt if the Lord Jesus meant that to apply to a Chancellor about to be consecrated Archbishop.

0:55:22 > 0:55:27Perhaps then it's a touch of vanity. A truly saintly man, I know, would never do all this in one day.

0:55:27 > 0:55:32Let us call it the clumsy gesture of a spiritual gatecrasher. Most clever.

0:55:32 > 0:55:37An Archbishop who gives all so dramatically to the people will be most popular with them.

0:55:37 > 0:55:40Oh, no, Folliot, I'm simply enjoying all this.

0:55:40 > 0:55:45I'm beginning to believe he's not a sad God after all.

0:55:48 > 0:55:54Forgive me, I fear my inexperienced methods will never meet with your approval.

0:55:54 > 0:55:56I know that you cast the only vote against me.

0:55:56 > 0:55:59In the end, I gave way to the King's wishes.

0:55:59 > 0:56:05I don't blame you. As Bishop of London and senior churchman, you should have been Archbishop.

0:56:05 > 0:56:08Now, to have to consecrate me and place the mitre on my head...

0:56:08 > 0:56:12I have no choice. I'm only performing my function as Bishop.

0:56:12 > 0:56:16I see you still wear the Seal of the King's Chancellor.

0:56:18 > 0:56:23Yes. I will continue to wear it, that and the Archbishop's ring.

0:56:23 > 0:56:26You do not find this inconsistent?

0:56:26 > 0:56:30No. God is best served when the two rest side by side, in harmony.

0:56:30 > 0:56:35These excessive acts of humility will not compensate for subservience to the Crown.

0:56:35 > 0:56:37Thank you.

0:56:37 > 0:56:40We are both aware of the delicacy of my position.

0:56:40 > 0:56:42Let us trust that God

0:56:42 > 0:56:44will find a solution for it.

0:56:47 > 0:56:52And now, since humility seems to be a little hard on the knees...

0:56:53 > 0:56:57I trust you will be comfortable under our roof, my Lord Bishop.

0:57:12 > 0:57:15Dear Lord,

0:57:15 > 0:57:19I wish there was something I really regretted parting with

0:57:19 > 0:57:20so that I might offer it to you.

0:57:20 > 0:57:23But forgive me, Lord,

0:57:23 > 0:57:25it's like going on a holiday.

0:57:25 > 0:57:28I've never enjoyed myself so much in my whole life.

0:57:31 > 0:57:36Lord, are you sure you're not laughing at me?

0:57:38 > 0:57:40It all seems...

0:57:40 > 0:57:41far too easy.

0:57:43 > 0:57:50# Magnificat anima mea Dominum

0:57:51 > 0:57:58# Et exsultavit spiritus meus

0:57:58 > 0:58:04# In Deo salutari meo

0:58:04 > 0:58:09# Gloria Patri et Filio... #

0:58:09 > 0:58:12It is a Bishop's duty to pass judgment,

0:58:12 > 0:58:15to interpret, to consecrate,

0:58:15 > 0:58:19to ordain, to offer sacrifice,

0:58:19 > 0:58:22to baptise and to confirm.

0:58:23 > 0:58:27# ..Et in saecula saeculorum, amen. #

0:58:28 > 0:58:31Let us pray, beloved brethren,

0:58:31 > 0:58:37that the goodness of Almighty God providing for the wellbeing of his Church

0:58:37 > 0:58:40may bestow upon this Bishop elect

0:58:40 > 0:58:43the abundance of his grace,

0:58:43 > 0:58:46through Christ our Lord.

0:58:46 > 0:58:47ALL: Amen.

0:58:47 > 0:58:50# Kyrie eleison

0:58:50 > 0:58:53# Christe eleison

0:58:53 > 0:58:55# Kyrie eleison... #

0:59:02 > 0:59:06May these hands be anointed with hallowed oil,

0:59:06 > 0:59:09with the chrism that sanctifies.

0:59:09 > 0:59:15Even as Samuel anointed David, King and Prophet,

0:59:15 > 0:59:22so may these hands be anointed and consecrated.

0:59:33 > 0:59:38Take this ring, token of the pledged word.

0:59:38 > 0:59:43Yours it is to guard with unshakeable fidelity,

0:59:43 > 0:59:46to preserve and guard,

0:59:46 > 0:59:48in unblemished honour,

0:59:48 > 0:59:50God's bride,

0:59:50 > 0:59:52Holy Church.

0:59:52 > 0:59:57# Veni, Creator Spiritus

0:59:57 > 1:00:02# Mentes tuorum visita

1:00:02 > 1:00:06# Imple superna... #

1:00:06 > 1:00:11Lord, on the head of this Bishop and champion of thine,

1:00:11 > 1:00:15I put the helmet of defence and salvation,

1:00:15 > 1:00:18that with forehead thus adorned,

1:00:18 > 1:00:22head armed with the horns of both Testaments,

1:00:22 > 1:00:26he may appear fearsome to the enemies of truth.

1:00:26 > 1:00:33# ..Surrexit, ac Paraclito

1:00:33 > 1:00:39# In saeculorum saecula

1:00:39 > 1:00:45# Amen. #

1:00:53 > 1:00:56# Sit nomen Domini benedictum

1:00:56 > 1:00:59# Sit nomen Domini benedictum

1:00:59 > 1:01:03# Ex hoc nunc et usque in saeculum

1:01:03 > 1:01:07# Adjutorium nostrum in nomine Domini

1:01:07 > 1:01:11# Qui regit coelum in aeternam

1:01:11 > 1:01:15# Benedicat vos omnipotens Deus

1:01:18 > 1:01:20# Pater

1:01:21 > 1:01:24# Et Filius

1:01:24 > 1:01:27# Et Spiritus Sanctus

1:01:29 > 1:01:32# Amen. #

1:01:32 > 1:01:38# Sacerdos et pontifex

1:01:38 > 1:01:44# Et virtutum opifex

1:01:44 > 1:01:51# Pastor bone in populo

1:01:51 > 1:01:58# Sic placuisti Domino

1:01:58 > 1:02:04# Alleluia. #

1:02:06 > 1:02:09CROWD CHEERS

1:02:31 > 1:02:33CHEERING

1:02:41 > 1:02:43His Grace will receive you here.

1:02:48 > 1:02:53It isn't every day that a Saxon monk has an audience with an Archbishop. Open your eyes.

1:02:53 > 1:02:57You'll kiss his ring and show respect for His Grace or you'll get my foot on your backside.

1:02:59 > 1:03:01You're welcome to Canterbury.

1:03:04 > 1:03:11Kneel to His Grace. I see our young brother is quite unchanged. Has he been troublesome to his abbot?

1:03:11 > 1:03:13Stubborn as a mule, my Lord.

1:03:13 > 1:03:17Brother Abbot tried kindness, but in the end had to have recourse to the whip.

1:03:17 > 1:03:22Nothing has any effect. Except for a kick in the rump, if Your Grace will pardon the expression.

1:03:22 > 1:03:28Stand up straight. Pay attention to your brother. As a rule, the sin of pride stiffens a man's back.

1:03:29 > 1:03:33Look me in the face.

1:03:36 > 1:03:39Well, what do you have to say for yourself?

1:03:42 > 1:03:44I see.

1:03:45 > 1:03:49Now, brothers, we relieve you for today from your rule of abstinence.

1:03:49 > 1:03:53Go to our kitchen before you depart and I hope you do justice to our cuisine.

1:03:53 > 1:03:55And this one?

1:03:55 > 1:03:57We will keep him here with us.

1:03:57 > 1:04:00He's vicious, Your Grace. We are not afraid.

1:04:06 > 1:04:11Well, now, wouldn't you rather have a Saxon Archbishop than a Norman one?

1:04:12 > 1:04:15I hope I won't regret sending for you.

1:04:15 > 1:04:16Why did you?

1:04:16 > 1:04:18I'm not sure.

1:04:18 > 1:04:22Perhaps in a young, intemperate way, yours is a voice that is good for me to hear.

1:04:22 > 1:04:27Then why...? But please, not too often and not too loud, Brother John.

1:04:27 > 1:04:31You betrayed your Saxon race, now you betray God.

1:04:31 > 1:04:36Perhaps you will succeed in teaching me humility. It's a virtue I've never mastered.

1:04:36 > 1:04:38KNOCK AT DOOR Enter.

1:04:40 > 1:04:45Your Grace, Bishop Folliot has just arrived from London and wishes to speak to your urgently.

1:04:52 > 1:04:54Well, my Lord Bishop, what is it?

1:04:56 > 1:05:00But, Your Grace... You may speak freely. Brother John is in our confidence.

1:05:00 > 1:05:06What is it? Your Grace, I have a most serious matter to report which requires your immediate intervention.

1:05:06 > 1:05:10Proceed. A parish priest in Lord Gilbert's domain who was accused of debauching a young girl

1:05:10 > 1:05:14has been seized by His Lordship and dragged before the civil courts.

1:05:14 > 1:05:16Is the priest guilty?

1:05:16 > 1:05:21That is immaterial. As a consecrated minister of God, he can only be tried by our ecclesiastical courts.

1:05:21 > 1:05:25You must demand his release into Church custody immediately.

1:05:25 > 1:05:27The principle is a vital one.

1:05:27 > 1:05:29Does the King know of this?

1:05:29 > 1:05:31He knows, but he turns a deaf ear.

1:05:31 > 1:05:33Lord Gilbert is his friend.

1:05:33 > 1:05:35I am also a friend of King Henry.

1:05:35 > 1:05:38As Chancellor, you are his friend.

1:05:39 > 1:05:41But I wear the mitre now.

1:05:41 > 1:05:47You also wear the Great Seal of England and I warned you, you could never do so honourably.

1:05:47 > 1:05:50It is fortunate that I do.

1:05:51 > 1:05:56I will plead our case to the King. I did not come here to ask you to plead a case.

1:05:56 > 1:06:00I'm asking you to defend a principle and you'd better do so quickly...

1:06:00 > 1:06:01Your Grace.

1:06:02 > 1:06:04Thank you for your warning.

1:06:04 > 1:06:12We appreciate your efforts to chart the course you would naturally have followed had YOU become Archbishop.

1:06:12 > 1:06:16At least, Your Grace, I could never have been accused of divided loyalties.

1:06:39 > 1:06:41Should I go now?

1:06:43 > 1:06:45Can I go? KNOCK AT DOOR

1:06:45 > 1:06:48No. See who's outside.

1:07:01 > 1:07:03This is Brother Philip, Your Grace.

1:07:05 > 1:07:07He's come with a message for the Bishop of London.

1:07:07 > 1:07:10I told him he'd just left, but now he insists on seeing you.

1:07:11 > 1:07:15Your Grace, I wouldn't have dreamed of disturbing you but...

1:07:15 > 1:07:18It is you who are disturbed, Brother Philip. What is it?

1:07:18 > 1:07:24I believe my Lord Bishop of London came to you to demand the custody of the accused priest. Yes.

1:07:24 > 1:07:26The priest is dead.

1:07:27 > 1:07:29Dead?

1:07:29 > 1:07:30Yes.

1:07:30 > 1:07:35He tried to escape but... Lord Gilbert's soldiers caught him

1:07:35 > 1:07:38and, in the presence of His Lordship, killed him.

1:08:02 > 1:08:05Thank you, Brother Philip.

1:08:05 > 1:08:07You may retire.

1:08:13 > 1:08:15Leave us now, Brother John.

1:08:25 > 1:08:28My Lord Jesus,

1:08:28 > 1:08:31I find it difficult to talk to you.

1:08:34 > 1:08:37What can I say?

1:08:37 > 1:08:41I, who have turned away from you so often with indifference.

1:08:43 > 1:08:48I have been a stranger to prayer, undeserving of your friendship

1:08:48 > 1:08:51and your love.

1:08:51 > 1:08:53I've been without honour

1:08:53 > 1:08:56and feel unworthy.

1:08:56 > 1:09:01I am a weak and shallow creature, clever only in the second-rate and worldly arts,

1:09:01 > 1:09:03seeking my comfort and pleasure.

1:09:05 > 1:09:10I gave my love, such as it was, elsewhere,

1:09:10 > 1:09:14putting service to my earthly King before my duty to you.

1:09:14 > 1:09:21But now they have made me the shepherd of your flock and guardian of your Church.

1:09:22 > 1:09:24Please, Lord,

1:09:24 > 1:09:28teach me now how to serve you with all my heart,

1:09:28 > 1:09:32to know at last what it really is to love, to adore...

1:09:34 > 1:09:38..so that I may worthily administer your kingdom here upon Earth

1:09:38 > 1:09:41and find my true honour

1:09:41 > 1:09:43in observing your divine will.

1:09:47 > 1:09:49Please, Lord...

1:09:51 > 1:09:52..make me worthy.

1:10:15 > 1:10:19You are a creature of extremes, aren't you, Brother John?

1:10:19 > 1:10:21Get up.

1:10:21 > 1:10:24Forgive me,

1:10:24 > 1:10:27I didn't know.

1:10:27 > 1:10:29I never realised.

1:10:31 > 1:10:33Nor did I.

1:10:35 > 1:10:37Get up.

1:10:40 > 1:10:43You were very good at admonishing an Archbishop.

1:10:45 > 1:10:48Do you think you could talk to a King? Yes.

1:10:48 > 1:10:51Good.

1:10:51 > 1:10:54Then you will memorise what I write.

1:11:04 > 1:11:06Henry.

1:11:08 > 1:11:11Henry. What is it, Mother?

1:11:11 > 1:11:14Why do you keep gazing out of the window?

1:11:14 > 1:11:19Becket won't come, you know. He's much too busy giving money to the poor.

1:11:19 > 1:11:22And fitting sandals on beggars.

1:11:22 > 1:11:27I never liked him as an adventurer, but now that he puts on the airs of a saint...

1:11:27 > 1:11:32He certainly keeps himself in splendid isolation since you made him Archbishop.

1:11:33 > 1:11:37He's in retreat. It's part of the ritual.

1:11:37 > 1:11:41Anyway, I don't need to be reassured by his presence.

1:11:41 > 1:11:42He's my friend.

1:11:42 > 1:11:46More's the pity. He has a strange way of showing gratitude.

1:11:46 > 1:11:50Your friend! You mean you went to the whorehouses together.

1:11:50 > 1:11:53It was he who lured you away from the duties you owe to me.

1:11:53 > 1:11:59Madam, in matters of debauchery, it was I who lured him.

1:11:59 > 1:12:03And I didn't need anyone to lure me away from the duties I owe you.

1:12:03 > 1:12:06I made you four children very conscientiously.

1:12:06 > 1:12:08Thank the Lord, my duty is done.

1:12:08 > 1:12:11I pray heaven he stays away from you.

1:12:11 > 1:12:17When you realise how he has used you, you may appreciate the joys of family life again.

1:12:17 > 1:12:19CHILDREN SHOUT

1:12:19 > 1:12:22The joys of family life are limited, madam.

1:12:22 > 1:12:27To be perfectly frank, you bore me, you and your everlasting backbiting.

1:12:27 > 1:12:30Stop this. And this eternal tutting of yours!

1:12:30 > 1:12:34God! How long does it take to make a tapestry?! And it's mediocre beyond belief!

1:12:34 > 1:12:37One performs according to one's gifts.

1:12:37 > 1:12:38Yes.

1:12:38 > 1:12:41CHILDREN SHOUT AND SCREAM

1:12:42 > 1:12:44Victory!

1:12:44 > 1:12:47Come on! Ow! Victory!

1:12:52 > 1:12:54Shut up, the lot of you!

1:13:01 > 1:13:03Which one are you? Henry III.

1:13:03 > 1:13:07Not yet, sir. Number two is in the best of health.

1:13:09 > 1:13:12A fine way you bring up your children, madam.

1:13:12 > 1:13:15Do you see yourself as Regent already?

1:13:15 > 1:13:19No wonder I shun your bed - it's not amusing to make love with one's own widow.

1:13:21 > 1:13:22Who's that?

1:13:22 > 1:13:25A messenger,

1:13:25 > 1:13:27from Canterbury,

1:13:27 > 1:13:31if you can spare the time from bullying your children. Messenger?

1:13:35 > 1:13:37Is your master ill?

1:13:38 > 1:13:40No, Your Highness.

1:13:40 > 1:13:43I have a message from His Grace. Message?

1:13:43 > 1:13:46These are Becket's words.

1:13:46 > 1:13:50"Whereas men at arms of the Lord Gilbert, under his orders and in his presence,

1:13:50 > 1:13:54"have seized and killed a priest of the Church,

1:13:54 > 1:13:58"I, Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury, Primate of England,

1:13:58 > 1:14:01"do now ask that Your Highness,

1:14:01 > 1:14:04"in accordance with the law of the realm,

1:14:04 > 1:14:08"apprehend Lord Gilbert and charge him with the crime of murder."

1:14:11 > 1:14:12Well, my son.

1:14:12 > 1:14:14Now you have heard from your friend.

1:14:16 > 1:14:18Get out!

1:14:18 > 1:14:20Get out, both of you!

1:14:20 > 1:14:22Take your royal vermin with you!

1:14:27 > 1:14:29Your Highness,

1:14:29 > 1:14:32is there a reply for the Archbishop?

1:14:45 > 1:14:47Your Grace. Yes?

1:14:47 > 1:14:48The King is here.

1:14:51 > 1:14:54Are you certain? He came mounted and alone but...

1:14:54 > 1:14:56I'm sure it's he.

1:15:07 > 1:15:09My Prince.

1:15:09 > 1:15:12Why did you send the messenger?

1:15:12 > 1:15:14Canterbury's only five hours from London.

1:15:16 > 1:15:20I have just ridden it in four, I'm frozen stiff.

1:15:20 > 1:15:22Would you like some wine? No.

1:15:22 > 1:15:25Give me a reason, why did you send a messenger?

1:15:25 > 1:15:28What answer did you give him?

1:15:28 > 1:15:30You've arrived here before he has.

1:15:31 > 1:15:36I detect the old, devious Becket here.

1:15:36 > 1:15:39What game are you playing, Thomas?

1:15:43 > 1:15:45No game, my Prince.

1:15:46 > 1:15:48Lord Gilbert murdered a priest,

1:15:48 > 1:15:52I want the guilty punished. Guilty of what?!

1:15:52 > 1:15:54This priest was a scandal to his parish.

1:15:54 > 1:15:59That was never proved. Gilbert should have handed the accused to the Church for process of law.

1:15:59 > 1:16:02If guilty, we would have determined his punishment. I am the law!

1:16:02 > 1:16:05Gilbert recoursed to me, I gave him leave to arrest this priest!

1:16:05 > 1:16:10I cannot allow any of my clergy to be thrown into prison and tried by the civil authorities.

1:16:10 > 1:16:13Neither can I stand by and let my priests be murdered. You?

1:16:13 > 1:16:15YOU can't allow?!

1:16:15 > 1:16:17YOU can't stand by?!

1:16:17 > 1:16:20Are you taking yourself seriously as archbishop?!

1:16:22 > 1:16:24I am the Archbishop, my Prince.

1:16:24 > 1:16:26By MY grace!

1:16:26 > 1:16:30Are you demented? You're Chancellor of England, you're mine.

1:16:30 > 1:16:32I'm also the Archbishop

1:16:32 > 1:16:35and you have introduced me to deeper obligations.

1:16:42 > 1:16:46And if I won't charge Gilbert?

1:16:46 > 1:16:48I can't force you

1:16:48 > 1:16:52but there is always a final judgment beyond the King's justice.

1:16:52 > 1:16:53Oh, that(!)

1:16:53 > 1:16:57Lord Gilbert will face his fate on the day of judgment as we all will.

1:16:57 > 1:17:01I'm sure he'll have a great deal more to answer for than killing a felonious priest.

1:17:01 > 1:17:05Lord Gilbert will come to the judgment already down, sire.

1:17:05 > 1:17:07I intend to ex-communicate him.

1:17:09 > 1:17:10You ARE demented.

1:17:10 > 1:17:14Don't you understand that when you attack my nobles, you attack ME

1:17:14 > 1:17:16and when you attack ME, you attack England?

1:17:16 > 1:17:18There is more to England that the Crown,

1:17:18 > 1:17:21you must learn to face that eventually, my Prince.

1:17:21 > 1:17:23Damn you! Don't lecture me!

1:17:26 > 1:17:31You once told me you didn't know what honour was and I laughed at you

1:17:31 > 1:17:34but now to betray me, to challenge my power.

1:17:34 > 1:17:37I do not seek power, my Prince.

1:17:37 > 1:17:41It is only that I have finally discovered a real honour to defend.

1:17:41 > 1:17:43Whose honour?

1:17:43 > 1:17:45Whose honour is greater than the King's?

1:17:47 > 1:17:49The honour of God.

1:18:03 > 1:18:04Forgive me.

1:18:16 > 1:18:19You give the Lions of England back to me...

1:18:20 > 1:18:23like a little boy who doesn't want to play any more.

1:18:24 > 1:18:29I would have gone to war with all of England's might behind me

1:18:29 > 1:18:33and even against England's interest to defend you, Thomas.

1:18:33 > 1:18:35I would have given away my life,

1:18:35 > 1:18:38laughing before you.

1:18:38 > 1:18:40Only I loved you

1:18:40 > 1:18:43and you didn't love me, that's the difference.

1:18:46 > 1:18:48Stay away.

1:18:50 > 1:18:55But thank you for this last gift as you desert me,

1:18:55 > 1:18:57now I shall learn to be alone.

1:19:11 > 1:19:14BELL TOLLS

1:19:22 > 1:19:25..Et Spiritus Sanctum. ALL: Amen.

1:19:44 > 1:19:45Bishop.

1:19:47 > 1:19:49What do you want, Philip?

1:19:51 > 1:19:54Your Majesty!

1:19:54 > 1:19:56Alone without an escort?

1:19:56 > 1:20:00The King nevertheless.

1:20:00 > 1:20:02Bishop, I wish to confess.

1:20:02 > 1:20:04The King has his own confessor.

1:20:04 > 1:20:06It is an important court prerogative.

1:20:06 > 1:20:09Don't be nervous, Bishop.

1:20:09 > 1:20:12I'm not asking for absolution.

1:20:12 > 1:20:15I've something far worse than a sin on my conscience.

1:20:15 > 1:20:17A mistake,

1:20:17 > 1:20:20a crass mistake.

1:20:20 > 1:20:24I ordered you to vote for Becket at the election at Canterbury,

1:20:24 > 1:20:26I repent on it.

1:20:26 > 1:20:28I bowed beneath the Royal Hand.

1:20:28 > 1:20:34Very reluctantly I know, I am told this compromise with your conscience made you seriously ill afterwards.

1:20:34 > 1:20:37God cured me. Very good of him.

1:20:37 > 1:20:41You wear his uniform and have his ear.

1:20:41 > 1:20:44He's let me fall ill without lifting a finger

1:20:44 > 1:20:47and I must cure myself. I did not know this.

1:20:47 > 1:20:51I have the Archbishop on my stomach,

1:20:51 > 1:20:54a big, hard lump

1:20:54 > 1:20:57I shall have to vomit back.

1:20:57 > 1:20:59I think you are a man one can talk to, Bishop.

1:20:59 > 1:21:03I believe I misjudged you, friendship blinded me.

1:21:03 > 1:21:06Is the King's friendship for Thomas Becket dead, your Highness?

1:21:06 > 1:21:09Yes, Bishop it died quite suddenly, a sort of heart failure.

1:21:09 > 1:21:12Curious phenomenon, your Highness.

1:21:12 > 1:21:16Quite frequent. I hate Becket now.

1:21:16 > 1:21:18I hate him

1:21:18 > 1:21:20as much as you are jealous of him.

1:21:20 > 1:21:24It's like an animal tearing my guts, I can't bear it any more.

1:21:24 > 1:21:27I shall have to turn it loose on him

1:21:28 > 1:21:31but I am the King

1:21:31 > 1:21:34and my office stands in my way.

1:21:34 > 1:21:36I need someone to help me.

1:21:36 > 1:21:40My only interest is for the Church.

1:21:40 > 1:21:41Come, Bishop.

1:21:41 > 1:21:43We're alone and the Church is empty.

1:21:43 > 1:21:45The Church is never empty.

1:21:45 > 1:21:51The little red lamp burns in the chapel signifying God's presence in the tabernacle.

1:21:53 > 1:21:57Do you take me for one of your sheep, Holy Pastor?

1:21:57 > 1:22:01I like playing games but only with boys of my own age.

1:22:01 > 1:22:03The one for whom that little red lamp burns

1:22:03 > 1:22:07has seen into your most innermost heart, and mine, a long time ago

1:22:07 > 1:22:12of my hatred of Thomas Becket and your envy of him.

1:22:12 > 1:22:15He knows all there is to know.

1:22:15 > 1:22:21Strange, I'd always taken Your Highness for a perennial adolescent who cared only for his pleasures.

1:22:21 > 1:22:25One can be wrong about people, Bishop. I made the same mistake.

1:22:25 > 1:22:32Now, if it could be proved that Becket had committed some gross impropriety as Chancellor, say...

1:22:32 > 1:22:34embezzlement,

1:22:34 > 1:22:36what would the Church do?

1:22:36 > 1:22:40If that were established, I say "if",

1:22:40 > 1:22:45the Bishops could legally dissolve their allegiance to him pending their report to the Pope.

1:22:45 > 1:22:48And beyond that? You?

1:22:48 > 1:22:50You would go beyond?

1:22:50 > 1:22:52The whole way.

1:22:52 > 1:22:58In his guilt, if he were found guilty, he would then be charged under Canon law.

1:22:58 > 1:23:00And the penalty?

1:23:00 > 1:23:04That would be for Your Majesty to decide.

1:23:04 > 1:23:06Thomas, you love him don't you?

1:23:06 > 1:23:12You still love him, that impostor, that Saxon guttersnipe, that mitred hog.

1:23:12 > 1:23:15Hold you tongue, priest!

1:23:15 > 1:23:20All I confided to you was my hate, not my love.

1:23:20 > 1:23:27For England's sake you'll help me get rid of him but don't EVER insult him to my face.

1:23:31 > 1:23:34He will be accused

1:23:34 > 1:23:36and you will play your proper part.

1:23:37 > 1:23:39According to law.

1:23:41 > 1:23:42I would spit...

1:23:44 > 1:23:47if I were not in God's house.

1:23:53 > 1:23:55BELL TOLLS

1:23:58 > 1:24:00BELL TOLLS

1:24:04 > 1:24:06My Brothers,

1:24:06 > 1:24:10as you have been told your presence here is voluntary.

1:24:10 > 1:24:13If any of you have second thoughts, you may retire now.

1:24:15 > 1:24:17Thank you for attending.

1:24:44 > 1:24:46Good day, my Lords.

1:24:46 > 1:24:51I did not expect to see you at Canterbury, you still disagree with my decision?

1:24:51 > 1:24:54Your Grace, can nothing persuade you to delay?

1:24:54 > 1:24:55Oh, yes,

1:24:55 > 1:25:00the King's arrest of Lord Gilbert on the charge of sacrilegious murder.

1:25:00 > 1:25:03There will be an arrest, but not Lord Gilbert.

1:25:03 > 1:25:05The Sheriff of London is in the sacristy.

1:25:05 > 1:25:08He has orders to summon you before the King's Grand Justicer,

1:25:08 > 1:25:14the instant you pronounce the excommunication. Curious, on what charge? Embezzlement.

1:25:14 > 1:25:16The King finds that there a large sums of money

1:25:16 > 1:25:20missing from the Treasury during your administration as Chancellor.

1:25:20 > 1:25:23How much? ?40,000 in fine gold.

1:25:24 > 1:25:27There was never that much gold in the whole Treasury.

1:25:27 > 1:25:32I beg of you, do not do this. It will strike a blow that will split Church and State for a generation.

1:25:32 > 1:25:37If I do not strike it now, the Church as we know it will not survive a generation.

1:25:37 > 1:25:38God will see that is survives.

1:25:38 > 1:25:44No, the kingdom of God must be defended like any other kingdom.

1:25:47 > 1:25:52Gentlemen, it is a supreme irony

1:25:52 > 1:25:56that the worldly Becket, the profligate and libertine,

1:25:56 > 1:26:01should find himself standing here at this moment.

1:26:01 > 1:26:03And here he is,

1:26:03 > 1:26:05in spite of himself

1:26:05 > 1:26:12but the King, for good or ill, chose to pass the burden of the Church onto me and now I MUST carry it.

1:26:12 > 1:26:15I've rolled up my sleeves and taken the Church on my back.

1:26:17 > 1:26:19Nothing...

1:26:19 > 1:26:21will ever make me set it down again.

1:26:23 > 1:26:25My Lords...

1:26:27 > 1:26:28if you will forgive me.

1:26:36 > 1:26:40MONKS: # Quantus tremor est futurus

1:26:40 > 1:26:45# Quando judex est venturus

1:26:45 > 1:26:50# Cuncta stricte discussurus

1:26:50 > 1:26:57# Tuba mirum spargens sonum

1:26:57 > 1:27:01# Per sepulchra regionum

1:27:01 > 1:27:08# Coget omnes ante thronum

1:27:09 > 1:27:14# Lacrimosa dies illa

1:27:14 > 1:27:22# Qua resurget ex favilla

1:27:22 > 1:27:29# Judicandus homo reus

1:27:29 > 1:27:37# Huic ergo parce, Deus

1:27:37 > 1:27:41# Pie Jesu Domine

1:27:41 > 1:27:46# Dona eis requiem

1:27:46 > 1:27:54# Amen. #

1:28:04 > 1:28:10Lord Gilbert, Baron of England by the grace of His Majesty, King Henry the Second,

1:28:10 > 1:28:13seized upon the person of a priest of the Holy Church

1:28:13 > 1:28:16and unlawfully did hold him in custody.

1:28:16 > 1:28:20Furthermore, in the presence of Lord Gilbert and by his command,

1:28:20 > 1:28:26his men seized upon this priest when he tried to escape and put him to death.

1:28:26 > 1:28:30This is the sin of murder and sacrilege.

1:28:30 > 1:28:35In that, Lord Gilbert has rendered no act of contrition or repentance

1:28:35 > 1:28:38and is at the moment at liberty in the land,

1:28:38 > 1:28:43we do here and now separate him from the precious body and blood of Christ

1:28:43 > 1:28:45and from the society of all Christians.

1:28:45 > 1:28:49We exclude him from our Holy Mother Church

1:28:49 > 1:28:54and all her sacraments in Heaven or on Earth.

1:28:54 > 1:28:58We declare him excommunicate and anathema.

1:28:58 > 1:29:04We cast him into the outer darkness, we judge him damned

1:29:04 > 1:29:08with the Devil and his fallen angels and all the reprobates

1:29:08 > 1:29:13to eternal fire and everlasting pain.

1:29:18 > 1:29:20ALL: So be it.

1:29:30 > 1:29:33# Miserere mei, Deus

1:29:33 > 1:29:37# Secundum magnam misericordiam tuam

1:29:37 > 1:29:44# Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum

1:29:44 > 1:29:48# Dele iniquitatem meam

1:29:48 > 1:29:52# Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea

1:29:52 > 1:29:55# Et peccato meo munda me

1:29:55 > 1:30:02# Quoniam iniquitatem Meam ego cognosco

1:30:02 > 1:30:05# Et peccatum meum contra me Est semper... #

1:30:08 > 1:30:10As the Lord Sheriff of London

1:30:10 > 1:30:15I am commanded to summon you, Thomas Becket, to the King's Court

1:30:15 > 1:30:21on the charges herein set forth, stamped with the King's seal.

1:30:36 > 1:30:41I, Robert de Beaumont, Duke of Leicester,

1:30:41 > 1:30:44Grand Justicer of the Realm,

1:30:44 > 1:30:48do now summon Thomas Becket to this court of law

1:30:48 > 1:30:53for the third and last time. Thomas Becket step forward.

1:31:05 > 1:31:07He's doomed, isn't he?

1:31:07 > 1:31:10Yes. At last.

1:31:10 > 1:31:12I forbid you to gloat.

1:31:13 > 1:31:17At seeing your enemy perish, why not?

1:31:17 > 1:31:25Becket is my enemy but, in the human balance, traitor that he is and naked as his mother made him

1:31:25 > 1:31:27he's worth a hundred of you, Madam,

1:31:27 > 1:31:31with your crown and your jewels and your august uncle the Emperor into the bargain!

1:31:31 > 1:31:34I am forced to fight him now and crush him

1:31:34 > 1:31:38but at least he gave me with open hands everything that is at all good in me

1:31:38 > 1:31:41and you have never given me anything but your carping mediocrity

1:31:41 > 1:31:46and your everlasting obsession with your puny little person and what you thought was due to it!

1:31:46 > 1:31:50That's why I forbid you to SMILE while Becket is being destroyed!

1:31:51 > 1:31:54I gave you my youth, gave you your children.

1:31:54 > 1:31:56I don't like my children!

1:31:56 > 1:31:59And as for your youth?!

1:32:00 > 1:32:06That withered flower pressed between the pages of a hymn book since you were twelve years old

1:32:06 > 1:32:12with its watery blood and stale insipid scent, you can bid farewell to that without a tear.

1:32:13 > 1:32:16Your body was an empty desert, Madam,

1:32:16 > 1:32:18which duty forced me to wander in alone

1:32:18 > 1:32:21but you have never been a wife to me

1:32:21 > 1:32:23and Becket was my friend.

1:32:23 > 1:32:27Red blooded, generous and full of strength.

1:32:27 > 1:32:30Oh, my Thomas.

1:32:30 > 1:32:31And I,

1:32:31 > 1:32:34I have given you nothing I suppose?

1:32:37 > 1:32:39Life...yes.

1:32:40 > 1:32:41Thank you.

1:32:41 > 1:32:47But after that I never saw you except in a passageway on your way to a ball in your crown and ermine mantel,

1:32:47 > 1:32:53ten minutes before official ceremonies when you were forced to TOLERATE my presence! NO!

1:32:53 > 1:32:56No-one on this earth has ever loved me except Becket!

1:32:56 > 1:33:04Call him back then, absolve him if he loves you, give him back his power but do something.

1:33:04 > 1:33:06I am.

1:33:06 > 1:33:08I'm learning to be alone.

1:33:08 > 1:33:12FANFARE

1:33:50 > 1:33:57By the authority granted me, I, Robert de Beaumont, servant of the Crown,

1:33:57 > 1:34:00do now before this council charge Thomas Becket with the crimes of...

1:34:00 > 1:34:03Robert.

1:34:04 > 1:34:07I charge you, Thomas Becket. Robert de Beaumont, hear me

1:34:07 > 1:34:12for the sake of your soul which is in the gravest danger.

1:34:12 > 1:34:16All in this assembly know how faithfully I have served my Lord, the King.

1:34:16 > 1:34:22It was he that willed that I be Archbishop and it was for love of him alone that I accepted.

1:34:22 > 1:34:24I am innocent of any wrongdoing

1:34:24 > 1:34:28in my administration of the King's Treasury as Chancellor or at any other time.

1:34:28 > 1:34:32I therefore refuse to plea to these trumped up charges.

1:34:32 > 1:34:36I will be judged by the Pope alone

1:34:36 > 1:34:42to whom before you all I now appeal and place myself AND my Church under his protection.

1:34:42 > 1:34:44As Head of the Church of England

1:34:44 > 1:34:47and as your spiritual father,

1:34:47 > 1:34:50I forbid you to pass judgment on me.

1:34:50 > 1:34:55I command you and all who would charge me to hold your peace

1:34:55 > 1:35:00on pain of endangering your immortal souls.

1:35:07 > 1:35:10Well, played, Thomas.

1:35:16 > 1:35:21Do you think you can carry this off indefinitely?! You fool!

1:35:21 > 1:35:23We are all God's fools, my Lord.

1:35:23 > 1:35:25Becket!

1:35:27 > 1:35:30You are a liar, you are a traitor.

1:35:30 > 1:35:33Sheath your sword before you impale your soul upon it.

1:35:51 > 1:35:53HENRY CHUCKLES

1:35:53 > 1:35:57It's funny, it's too funny.

1:35:57 > 1:35:59He's made mincemeat of them.

1:35:59 > 1:36:03I'm surrounded by fools!

1:36:03 > 1:36:07Becket is the only intelligent man in my kingdom and he's against me!

1:36:15 > 1:36:17Your Highness, it was impossible.

1:36:17 > 1:36:20Shut up! Get to your feet.

1:36:20 > 1:36:22Did you hear him? He appeals to the Pope,

1:36:22 > 1:36:27if he gains the Pope's ear, Bishop, we may find the entire kingdom under papal interdict.

1:36:27 > 1:36:30I could be excommunicated myself.

1:36:30 > 1:36:33But Your Highness, I do not think that... I want no more thinking!

1:36:36 > 1:36:39Becket must not cross the Channel.

1:36:39 > 1:36:43King Louis of France would be the first to help him get to the Pope.

1:36:43 > 1:36:46The Archbishop must not leave England, see to it.

1:36:48 > 1:36:50From now on, Bishop...

1:36:50 > 1:36:52it is total war.

1:37:13 > 1:37:14Psst.

1:38:27 > 1:38:31My French knight takes your English bishop.

1:38:31 > 1:38:33Your Majesty's adroit.

1:38:33 > 1:38:35Pardon, sire.

1:38:40 > 1:38:43Too snug. Why do all tailors want to strangle one's armpits?

1:38:45 > 1:38:50Your Majesty, the English Ambassadors Extraordinary insist that I convey their compliments.

1:38:50 > 1:38:56They've already done that. I'll see them when I'm ready, that's my job.

1:38:56 > 1:39:01They wish respectfully, sire, to call your attention to the fact that they have waited for three days.

1:39:01 > 1:39:05Let them wait, that's their job. Ambassadors are paid to pace about in anterooms,

1:39:05 > 1:39:08especially in these times of uneasy peace.

1:39:08 > 1:39:11But the have an urgent communication from Henry of England, sire.

1:39:11 > 1:39:17The King and his ambassadors can drown in what they impertinently call their English Channel.

1:39:17 > 1:39:22But, Your Majesty, the extradition of a criminal is a courtesy due from one crowned head to another.

1:39:22 > 1:39:29My dear man, crowned heads are free to play the little game of courtesy but nations owe one another none.

1:39:29 > 1:39:30Oh!

1:39:31 > 1:39:32All right,

1:39:32 > 1:39:35show them in, show them in.

1:39:35 > 1:39:37No, you may stay.

1:39:37 > 1:39:40The ambassadors can share our attention with our tailor.

1:39:40 > 1:39:45It will demonstrate to the English their exact social status at our court.

1:39:46 > 1:39:49May I be permitted to present to Your Majesty

1:39:49 > 1:39:52the two Envoys Extraordinary from His Highness, Henry of England?

1:39:52 > 1:39:56His Grace the Bishop of London and Robert de Beaumont, Duke of Leicester.

1:39:56 > 1:39:58Welcome, my Lords.

1:39:58 > 1:40:00Fresh from England,

1:40:00 > 1:40:02how is our good King Henry?

1:40:02 > 1:40:06He was well, Your Majesty, when we left him, two weeks ago.

1:40:06 > 1:40:08Two weeks to cross the Channel?

1:40:08 > 1:40:13Gentlemen. We have been waiting upon Your Majesty for three days.

1:40:13 > 1:40:15Why was I not informed?

1:40:15 > 1:40:17Gireaux! Your Majesty?

1:40:17 > 1:40:21You see what I have to contend with but perhaps I can make it up to you.

1:40:21 > 1:40:26Would you permit me to furnish you with some French garments made by our craftsman?

1:40:26 > 1:40:32It will only take two weeks. We thank Your Majesty but we have urgent business in Rome.

1:40:32 > 1:40:34Too bad.

1:40:34 > 1:40:36Well, is there anything else I can do for you?

1:40:36 > 1:40:42I wish to deliver a message from Henry, King of England, to his friend Louis, King of the French.

1:40:42 > 1:40:44We are all ears. He wishes you to know...

1:40:44 > 1:40:46Just one moment.

1:40:49 > 1:40:54Yes, do continue. He wishes you to know that Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury,

1:40:54 > 1:40:56has been found guilty of treason

1:40:56 > 1:40:58and has forthwith fled his kingdom.

1:40:58 > 1:41:01He therefore entreats you not to allow this criminal

1:41:01 > 1:41:08to reside within your territories nor to permit any of your vessels to give counsel or support to him.

1:41:08 > 1:41:15He solemnly declares that your enemies would receive none from him, nor from his subjects.

1:41:15 > 1:41:18Henry, King of England, Duke of Normandy.

1:41:22 > 1:41:27Gentlemen, we have listened most attentively to your sovereign's gracious request

1:41:27 > 1:41:30and we shall shortly be drafting a formal reply to it.

1:41:30 > 1:41:34In the meantime however we can only express our astonishment.

1:41:34 > 1:41:38No news has reached us of the Archbishop of Canterbury's presence in our domains.

1:41:38 > 1:41:41Sire, we have word that he is in your domains.

1:41:41 > 1:41:44He has taken refuge in the Abbey of Saint Martin.

1:41:44 > 1:41:48My Lord Bishop, we flatter ourselves there is some order in our kingdom.

1:41:48 > 1:41:51If he were there we should most certainly have been informed.

1:42:01 > 1:42:03Bring in Thomas Becket.

1:42:28 > 1:42:31Rise, Thomas Becket, and greet us as the Primate of England,

1:42:31 > 1:42:33a bow would have been enough

1:42:33 > 1:42:37and if I know my etiquette you were entitled to a slight nod of the head from me.

1:42:38 > 1:42:40That's better.

1:42:40 > 1:42:44I might also be required to kiss the ring if it's visible and an official one

1:42:44 > 1:42:47but I am under the impression that it isn't. No, sire.

1:42:47 > 1:42:51I'm only an exile. That too is an important title in France.

1:42:51 > 1:42:53I'm told you are a dangerous one.

1:42:53 > 1:42:58I'm afraid so, sire. How delightful, shall we discuss it in private?

1:43:00 > 1:43:02We enjoy danger, Becket.

1:43:02 > 1:43:03It keeps us alive.

1:43:03 > 1:43:08Do you value candour? I do, sire. Then let me tell you that were you a French bishop

1:43:08 > 1:43:13I might have clapped you in prison. For the moment, we are pleased to grant you our royal protection.

1:43:13 > 1:43:15I humbly thank you, Your Majesty, but I have to say

1:43:15 > 1:43:19that I cannot buy your favour with any act hostile to my country.

1:43:19 > 1:43:22You do us an injustice, that was understood.

1:43:22 > 1:43:28I believe that in the past however, you have been no stranger to the art of political manoeuvre.

1:43:28 > 1:43:34That is true, sire. Well, speaking frankly, you suit our purpose in our chess game.

1:43:34 > 1:43:40England is splitting into the Henry camp and the Becket camp and that suits us admirably.

1:43:40 > 1:43:43We ask nothing further of you

1:43:43 > 1:43:47but, there is always a but as I'm sure you are aware...

1:43:47 > 1:43:51I am aware. ..I am responsible only for France's interest, Becket.

1:43:51 > 1:43:55Unfortunately I cannot afford to shoulder those of Heaven as well.

1:43:55 > 1:43:58At the moment it suits me to shelter any fugitive from Henry's court.

1:43:58 > 1:44:01His recent impertinence in claiming and capturing

1:44:01 > 1:44:05some of our frontier towns must be well known to you, Thomas,

1:44:05 > 1:44:09since you more than distinguished yourself in several of these engagements.

1:44:09 > 1:44:13In a month or so however, my dealings with Henry may require

1:44:13 > 1:44:18a different tactic, I might even be obliged to ask you to leave France.

1:44:19 > 1:44:22I hope to have a solution to such a dilemma. Oh?

1:44:22 > 1:44:27I intend to go on to Rome to put my case before the Holy Father,

1:44:27 > 1:44:28if you will give me safe conduct.

1:44:28 > 1:44:32You shall have it, of course, you're the ideal guest.

1:44:32 > 1:44:34Might I be permitted to give you a word of advice?

1:44:34 > 1:44:39I would appreciate it. The Pope is a most holy man but, like so many lofty personages,

1:44:39 > 1:44:42he is surrounded by men of a somewhat inferior standard.

1:44:42 > 1:44:44They need money

1:44:44 > 1:44:48and King Henry might be willing to provide it.

1:44:51 > 1:44:53Keep your eyes open.

1:44:53 > 1:44:55I will.

1:44:55 > 1:44:57Permit me to show you my aviary.

1:45:14 > 1:45:17That man Becket smacks of too much sincerity,

1:45:17 > 1:45:20a practice that is most disconcerting.

1:45:20 > 1:45:24Fiddlesticks, sincerity is a form of strategy just like any other.

1:45:24 > 1:45:26In a pinch I have been known to use it myself.

1:45:26 > 1:45:29The trouble is, if your opponent starts being sincere

1:45:29 > 1:45:32at the same time you do then the game becomes horribly confusing.

1:45:32 > 1:45:34Shh!

1:46:03 > 1:46:07I assure you, Your Holiness, it's a simple matter.

1:46:07 > 1:46:11No, no, no, Zambelli, I don't agree.

1:46:11 > 1:46:19It is impossible. If we take the money from King Henry I cannot possibly receive Becket.

1:46:19 > 1:46:25Receive the money from the King, Holy Father, and receive the Archbishop too.

1:46:25 > 1:46:27The one will neutralise the other.

1:46:27 > 1:46:31You know what they say Becket is going to ask me?

1:46:31 > 1:46:33No, Holy Father.

1:46:33 > 1:46:36Zambelli, don't play the fox with me.

1:46:36 > 1:46:38It was you who told me.

1:46:38 > 1:46:39Beg your pardon, Holy Father.

1:46:39 > 1:46:44I had forgotten or rather as your Holiness was asking me the question,

1:46:44 > 1:46:48I though you had forgotten and so I took a chance and...

1:46:48 > 1:46:55Zambelli, if you start out-manoeuvring yourself to no purpose, we'll be here all night.

1:46:56 > 1:46:59Well, bring him in.

1:47:12 > 1:47:14His Holiness will receive you now.

1:47:39 > 1:47:43I'm sorry to be importunate, Your Holiness, but time is running out

1:47:43 > 1:47:46and my cause concerns the very life of the Church in England.

1:47:46 > 1:47:47I know, I know,

1:47:47 > 1:47:52and your cause is worthy but nevertheless, Becket,

1:47:52 > 1:47:58the Church must seek to exist peacefully within the framework of the State.

1:47:58 > 1:48:00I sought that with desperation, Your Holiness.

1:48:00 > 1:48:04Precisely, Becket, you are new to God's service

1:48:04 > 1:48:06and perhaps for that reason

1:48:06 > 1:48:12you were somewhat hot-headed and intemperate in your methods.

1:48:12 > 1:48:15You have proved your moral worth

1:48:15 > 1:48:22but you have also split the Church in England into two parties and that is regrettable.

1:48:22 > 1:48:25Holy Father, I fear this may be true

1:48:25 > 1:48:29and it has given me much agony.

1:48:29 > 1:48:35If I'm guilty, if my judgment was wrong then I am most sincerely repentant.

1:48:35 > 1:48:38Unfortunately that doesn't solve the problem.

1:48:41 > 1:48:43Holy Father,

1:48:43 > 1:48:46relieve me of the title of Archbishop, let me be an ordinary priest.

1:48:46 > 1:48:48Right, done. Zambelli!

1:48:51 > 1:48:55Why do you request this?

1:48:55 > 1:48:58Then your Holiness can make a free and open decision.

1:48:58 > 1:49:01The protection of my position as Head of the English Church

1:49:01 > 1:49:04may prove an embarrassment I would like to relieve you of.

1:49:04 > 1:49:10No. That would mean our total surrender to the State.

1:49:10 > 1:49:15You will maintain your status as Archbishop

1:49:15 > 1:49:20but you will, for the present, maintain it in a monastic retreat.

1:49:20 > 1:49:24Where do you wish us to send you?

1:49:26 > 1:49:29To the Abbey of Saint Martin in France.

1:49:29 > 1:49:35I ask only that my former servant, Brother John, be allowed to accompany me.

1:49:35 > 1:49:37Of course.

1:49:37 > 1:49:41God grant you peace, Thomas Becket.

1:50:00 > 1:50:05The man is obviously an abyss of ambition.

1:50:05 > 1:50:07How long a retreat?

1:50:07 > 1:50:09A very long retreat.

1:50:09 > 1:50:11I wouldn't count on it,

1:50:11 > 1:50:15wait till he tastes the food at the monastery.

1:50:20 > 1:50:24RATTLING CARRIAGE WHEELS

1:50:39 > 1:50:41You look concerned, Your Grace.

1:50:41 > 1:50:44Is something wrong? No, Brother John.

1:50:44 > 1:50:46You are unhappy here?

1:50:46 > 1:50:49No, perhaps I'm too happy.

1:50:49 > 1:50:51Can I help?

1:50:51 > 1:50:53No, only God can help.

1:51:26 > 1:51:31Lord...what do you really want me to do?

1:51:34 > 1:51:38To remain here a poor monk in simplicity of spirit,

1:51:38 > 1:51:41is it a path to bring me nearer to you?

1:51:42 > 1:51:46Or is it too easy a way, perhaps even...

1:51:46 > 1:51:48a luxury.

1:51:49 > 1:51:53The path to holiness in this monastery is too effortless.

1:51:55 > 1:51:57I think it would be too easy to...

1:51:57 > 1:52:01buy you like this,

1:52:01 > 1:52:02bargain price.

1:52:07 > 1:52:10It has pleased you to make me Archbishop

1:52:10 > 1:52:17and to set me like a solitary pawn, face-to-face with the King on the chessboard.

1:52:17 > 1:52:23I think you mean me to defend your honour peacefully if I can with argument and with compromise...

1:52:25 > 1:52:27and if I cannot,

1:52:27 > 1:52:30then with the full challenge of my office

1:52:30 > 1:52:35and the soaring force of what I know...to be right.

1:52:37 > 1:52:42So, I shall take up the mitre again

1:52:42 > 1:52:47and the golden cope and the great silver cross...

1:52:49 > 1:52:51and I shall go back

1:52:51 > 1:52:55and fight with the weapons it has pleased you to give me.

1:52:59 > 1:53:00All the rest.

1:53:02 > 1:53:04Thy will...

1:53:05 > 1:53:07be done.

1:53:24 > 1:53:27Look, Thomas, your king awaits you.

1:53:32 > 1:53:38I'm glad you weren't born on this side of the Channel, Thomas, you'd have been a thorn in my side too.

1:53:38 > 1:53:40How did you bewitch me into doing this for you?

1:53:40 > 1:53:45I convinced you that if the King and I reconciled, he will be placed in your debt.

1:53:45 > 1:53:47True.

1:53:47 > 1:53:50Why does he hate you so?

1:53:50 > 1:53:53He's never forgiven me for preferring God to him.

1:53:55 > 1:53:56Go, Thomas.

1:54:06 > 1:54:12You know it's a strange thing but Becket's safety has become quite dear to me.

1:54:37 > 1:54:39You look older, Thomas.

1:54:40 > 1:54:41So do you, my Prince.

1:54:43 > 1:54:47You cold? I'm frozen stiff.

1:54:47 > 1:54:52Chilblains are killing me. You love it of course, you're in your element aren't you? Just that monk's habit.

1:54:52 > 1:54:56I always told you one must fight the cold with the cold's weapons.

1:54:56 > 1:54:59Strip yourself naked every morning and...

1:54:59 > 1:55:02BOTH: ..splash yourself with cold water.

1:55:04 > 1:55:09I used to when you were there to make me.

1:55:09 > 1:55:11I never wash now, I stink.

1:55:12 > 1:55:15How is your son? He must have come of age.

1:55:15 > 1:55:18He's an idiot and sly like his mother.

1:55:18 > 1:55:20Thomas, don't you ever marry.

1:55:21 > 1:55:24You took that matter out of my hands when you had me ordained.

1:55:24 > 1:55:29If we start on that we're sure to quarrel! Talk about something else.

1:55:29 > 1:55:32Very well.

1:55:32 > 1:55:35Has Your Majesty done much hunting lately?

1:55:35 > 1:55:39Yes, every day. It doesn't amuse me any more.

1:55:39 > 1:55:41Becket, I'm bored.

1:55:41 > 1:55:45My Prince, I wish I could help you.

1:55:45 > 1:55:47What are you waiting for?

1:55:47 > 1:55:51For the honour of God and the honour of the King to become one.

1:55:51 > 1:55:54That may take long.

1:55:54 > 1:55:59Yes...that may take long.

1:55:59 > 1:56:01I am the King, Thomas,

1:56:01 > 1:56:06and so long as we are on this earth, you owe me the first move.

1:56:06 > 1:56:11I am prepared to forget a lot of things but not the fact that I am King.

1:56:11 > 1:56:14You yourself taught me that. Never forget it, my Prince.

1:56:14 > 1:56:19You have a different task to do, you have to steer the ship.

1:56:19 > 1:56:21And you, what do you have to do?

1:56:21 > 1:56:24To resist you with all my might when you steer against the law of God.

1:56:24 > 1:56:26What do you expect of me then?

1:56:26 > 1:56:29Are you hoping I'll weaken? No.

1:56:31 > 1:56:33I'm afraid we must only do...

1:56:33 > 1:56:35absurdly...

1:56:35 > 1:56:40what it has been given to us to do, right to the end.

1:56:40 > 1:56:46Look suppose we come down to earth and use words that make sense to a boor like myself,

1:56:46 > 1:56:48otherwise we'll never get anywhere

1:56:48 > 1:56:53and there'll be two frozen statues trying to make their peace in a frozen eternity.

1:56:53 > 1:56:56My Lord, I was doing my best to make you understand.

1:56:56 > 1:56:59I'm an idiot then! Talk to me like an idiot!

1:56:59 > 1:57:02Will you lift the excommunication you pronounced on Lord Gilbert?

1:57:02 > 1:57:07No, because it's the only weapon I have left to defend what was given into my care.

1:57:07 > 1:57:11Will you agree to the ten proposals which the bishops accepted in your absence,

1:57:11 > 1:57:13particularly to the surrender of priests

1:57:13 > 1:57:17who seek the protection of the Church to escape my courts of justice?

1:57:17 > 1:57:22No, my role is to defend my sheep and they ARE my sheep.

1:57:24 > 1:57:27But I shall agree to the nine other articles

1:57:27 > 1:57:31in the spirit of peace and because I know you must remain King in all and of all,

1:57:31 > 1:57:33save the honour of God.

1:57:43 > 1:57:45All right,

1:57:45 > 1:57:48I will give way on this one point

1:57:48 > 1:57:50in memory of our past friendship.

1:57:52 > 1:57:55You may return to England. Thank you, my Prince.

1:57:55 > 1:57:59I meant to go back in any case and give myself up to your power

1:57:59 > 1:58:02but in all things that concern this earth,

1:58:02 > 1:58:04I owe you obedience.

1:58:08 > 1:58:12We've finished now and I'm cold.

1:58:15 > 1:58:17I feel cold too...

1:58:19 > 1:58:21..now.

1:58:22 > 1:58:24You NEVER loved me, did you, Thomas?

1:58:26 > 1:58:29In so far as I was capable of love,

1:58:29 > 1:58:31yes, I did.

1:58:31 > 1:58:32Did you start to love God?

1:58:34 > 1:58:37YOU MULE! Answer a simple question!

1:58:39 > 1:58:42Yes.

1:58:42 > 1:58:44I started to love...

1:58:44 > 1:58:46the honour of God.

1:58:49 > 1:58:52I should never have seen you,

1:58:52 > 1:58:55it hurts too much. My Prince.

1:58:55 > 1:58:58No! No pity, it's dirty.

1:59:00 > 1:59:03This is the last time I shall come begging to you.

1:59:03 > 1:59:05Go back to England.

1:59:06 > 1:59:08Farewell, my Prince.

1:59:09 > 1:59:11I sail tomorrow.

1:59:13 > 1:59:16I know that I shall... never see you again.

1:59:16 > 1:59:21How dare you say that to me when I've given you my Royal word! Do you take me for a traitor?!

1:59:31 > 1:59:32THOMAS!

2:00:15 > 2:00:17Sit.

2:00:19 > 2:00:20Come here you.

2:00:25 > 2:00:27Sit here.

2:00:27 > 2:00:29You look to me, sir, not your mother.

2:00:30 > 2:00:33SIT, you witless baboon!

2:00:33 > 2:00:35What is the meaning of this?

2:00:35 > 2:00:39Henry, what are you going? I know very well what I'm doing, Madam.

2:00:39 > 2:00:42Out!

2:00:42 > 2:00:45Before you fill your bellies, we have something to announce.

2:00:45 > 2:00:53Reviving an ancient custom, we have decided to have our successor crowned in our lifetime.

2:00:53 > 2:00:57We do this to protect the kingdom from future pretenders to the throne.

2:00:57 > 2:01:01Henry, this... Shut up! Stop dribbling while I raise you to glory.

2:01:01 > 2:01:03To my successor...

2:01:05 > 2:01:07Henry the Third.

2:01:08 > 2:01:10ALL: Henry the Third.

2:01:11 > 2:01:13When will the coronation take place?

2:01:13 > 2:01:15As soon as we arrive in England.

2:01:15 > 2:01:17Where, may I ask?

2:01:17 > 2:01:19You may well ask.

2:01:19 > 2:01:23At York. Not at Canterbury?

2:01:23 > 2:01:27My good mother, gentlemen, is hinting with her customary delicacy

2:01:27 > 2:01:31that there is a double purpose to this mummery.

2:01:31 > 2:01:32There is.

2:01:32 > 2:01:38We are going to show our freshly reinstated Archbishop that we can still do without him.

2:01:38 > 2:01:44The coronation of the English King is the most jealously guarded privilege of Canterbury.

2:01:45 > 2:01:52I'd give anything to see Becket's face when he learns he's lost it and that York has got it.

2:01:52 > 2:01:54THEY CHUCKLE

2:01:54 > 2:01:56Ah, we'll fix him.

2:01:57 > 2:02:01Get out of there, you young cretin, you're not crowned yet.

2:02:08 > 2:02:10What a look.

2:02:13 > 2:02:17Filial devotion is a beautiful thing.

2:02:19 > 2:02:23You'd like to be the real king wouldn't you, you little pig?

2:02:23 > 2:02:28With that number three after your name and Papa good and stiff in his tomb.

2:02:28 > 2:02:30You're going to have to wait a bit

2:02:30 > 2:02:33because Papa is well,

2:02:33 > 2:02:36Papa is very well indeed.

2:02:36 > 2:02:42My son, do you know I've always been against any reconciliation with that wretch, Becket.

2:02:42 > 2:02:45You know I understand your hatred for him but do not let it

2:02:45 > 2:02:49lead you into an action which you may bitterly regret.

2:02:49 > 2:02:56This boy is not clever, ambitious men will use him against you long before you cease to reign.

2:02:56 > 2:03:00I'm still very much alive, Madam, and in control.

2:03:00 > 2:03:07Henry, for all our sakes think of England and not of your disappointed love for this man.

2:03:07 > 2:03:09Love?!

2:03:09 > 2:03:16Love?! A moment ago it was hate! And what gives you the right, Madam, to meddle in my loves and hates?

2:03:16 > 2:03:21You have an obsession about him which is unhealthy and unnatural

2:03:21 > 2:03:23and now that he no longer gives you comfort?

2:03:23 > 2:03:28God, if Thomas Becket were a faithless woman you'd behave no differently.

2:03:28 > 2:03:31Sweet Jesus, you'd tear him out of your heart.

2:03:31 > 2:03:33Oh, if I were a man.

2:03:33 > 2:03:38Thank God, Madam, he gave you breasts -

2:03:38 > 2:03:41an asset from which I derived not the slightest benefit.

2:03:42 > 2:03:45I was let out to be suckled by a peasant girl.

2:03:45 > 2:03:49That, no doubt, is why it is so difficult to see the king beneath your crown.

2:03:51 > 2:03:54So you have something to add, my Lady?

2:03:54 > 2:04:01Well, go on, add it, add it, get it out of you once and for all in one great whine!

2:04:01 > 2:04:04Let's hear the poison you've accumulated!

2:04:04 > 2:04:06I pity you.

2:04:06 > 2:04:13I tolerated your mistresses, Sir, but don't expect me to tolerate everything! Becket!

2:04:13 > 2:04:18Always Becket! I am a woman, I am your wife, I am a queen.

2:04:18 > 2:04:22I'll complain to my father, I'll complain to my uncle, the Emperor,

2:04:22 > 2:04:25I'll complain to all the kings of Europe, I'll complain to God.

2:04:28 > 2:04:30If I were you, Madam, I'd start with God.

2:04:30 > 2:04:33Go to your chapel and see if he's at home.

2:04:33 > 2:04:37Get out, the pair of you! I wretch with boredom at the sight of you.

2:04:37 > 2:04:41To the Devil, my whole family if he'll have you?!

2:04:41 > 2:04:48And, as for you, young Henry the Third, here's my Royal foot up your Royal buttocks!

2:05:03 > 2:05:05Ah, that's better.

2:05:06 > 2:05:08Let us drink, gentlemen.

2:05:10 > 2:05:15Let us drink till we roll under the table in vomit and oblivion.

2:05:19 > 2:05:23My faithful hounds,

2:05:23 > 2:05:28it's warm beside you like beasts in a stable.

2:05:28 > 2:05:30Good sweat.

2:05:30 > 2:05:34Comfortable nothingness

2:05:34 > 2:05:37with the least glimmer inside

2:05:37 > 2:05:40to spoil the fun.

2:05:40 > 2:05:44And to think before I met Becket I was like you,

2:05:44 > 2:05:49a well-oiled machine of belching, whoring and punching heads.

2:05:53 > 2:05:56What did you put in mine, Thomas,

2:05:56 > 2:05:58that stopped the machine?

2:06:01 > 2:06:04Tell me, do you ever think?

2:06:04 > 2:06:07Never, sire, a gentleman has better things to do.

2:06:09 > 2:06:11Go on, drink up.

2:06:14 > 2:06:16What's the news from England?

2:06:16 > 2:06:19Has Becket landed?

2:06:19 > 2:06:21He has landed, sire.

2:06:23 > 2:06:27Was no-one there to receive him?

2:06:27 > 2:06:30Lord Gilbert for example?

2:06:30 > 2:06:35Oh, he was there, damned and excommunicate as he still is

2:06:35 > 2:06:40but there were seven bishops there charging his soldiers not to cause bloodshed

2:06:40 > 2:06:43and give the lie to the safe conduct you gave Becket.

2:06:43 > 2:06:47Yeah...I gave him safe conduct.

2:06:47 > 2:06:51The peasants escorted him from village to village.

2:06:51 > 2:06:54They cheered him all the way to Canterbury.

2:06:54 > 2:06:58Not a single gentleman, not a single Norman showed his face.

2:06:58 > 2:07:01Only Saxons? ALL: Yeah.

2:07:01 > 2:07:03Swarms of them.

2:07:03 > 2:07:07Becket left England a fugitive, an exile.

2:07:07 > 2:07:13He's returned there to find an affection that people have always saved for their king.

2:07:16 > 2:07:18A man who ate my bread.

2:07:21 > 2:07:24A man I raised from nothing.

2:07:27 > 2:07:29A man I loved.

2:07:33 > 2:07:36Yes...I loved him.

2:07:38 > 2:07:41I loved him

2:07:41 > 2:07:43and I still do.

2:07:44 > 2:07:47Enough! Oh, God!

2:07:47 > 2:07:48Enough!

2:07:50 > 2:07:53Stop! Stop!

2:08:01 > 2:08:03I can do nothing.

2:08:03 > 2:08:06I am as useless as a woman.

2:08:08 > 2:08:12So long as he's alive

2:08:12 > 2:08:13I tremble,

2:08:13 > 2:08:15I shake.

2:08:17 > 2:08:19I'm the King...

2:08:20 > 2:08:23and yet I shake.

2:08:33 > 2:08:37Will no-one rid me of this meddlesome priest?

2:08:40 > 2:08:42A priest who mocks me.

2:08:44 > 2:08:46Are all around me cowards...

2:08:46 > 2:08:49like myself?

2:08:49 > 2:08:53Are there no men left in England?

2:08:56 > 2:08:58I...I can't...

2:08:58 > 2:09:00It's my heart...

2:09:03 > 2:09:05It's too fond...

2:09:06 > 2:09:08too fond.

2:09:09 > 2:09:11It's too...

2:09:45 > 2:09:47Thomas...

2:09:49 > 2:09:52BELL TOLLS

2:09:59 > 2:10:04Make haste. It's difficult with all these little laces, wants a woman's hands.

2:10:04 > 2:10:09A man's hands are better today. If it's worth doing, it's worth doing well.

2:10:09 > 2:10:11Yes.

2:10:11 > 2:10:13If it's worth doing, it's worth doing well.

2:10:16 > 2:10:18Do all the laces, every one of them,

2:10:18 > 2:10:20I must look my best today.

2:10:23 > 2:10:24God will give us time.

2:10:26 > 2:10:28There, that's done

2:10:28 > 2:10:31but I'd just as soon cleaned out our pigsty at home.

2:10:31 > 2:10:33It's not half so much hard work.

2:10:34 > 2:10:36Were you fond of your pig?

2:10:36 > 2:10:38Yes, I was.

2:10:39 > 2:10:42At my father's house we had some pigs too when I was a child.

2:10:42 > 2:10:43Did you now?

2:10:48 > 2:10:51Will it...

2:10:51 > 2:10:52be today?

2:10:54 > 2:10:56It's possible, my son.

2:10:58 > 2:11:00Are you afraid? Oh, no,

2:11:00 > 2:11:04not if I have time to fight.

2:11:04 > 2:11:08What I want is the chance to strike a few blows first

2:11:08 > 2:11:12so I shan't have done nothing but receive them all my life.

2:11:12 > 2:11:15If I can kill one Norman first, just one,

2:11:15 > 2:11:18that'll seem fair and right enough to me.

2:11:18 > 2:11:21Are you so set on killing one? Yes, I am.

2:11:21 > 2:11:24I don't mind if I am just a grain of sand in a machine

2:11:24 > 2:11:29because I know by putting more and more grains of sand in a machine,

2:11:29 > 2:11:32one day it'll come grinding to a stop.

2:11:32 > 2:11:34And on that day,

2:11:34 > 2:11:40what then? Well, we'll have a fine new, well-oiled machine in place of the old one

2:11:40 > 2:11:43and this time we'll put the Normans into it instead.

2:11:48 > 2:11:50That's what justice means, doesn't it?

2:12:04 > 2:12:05Now give me my silver cross.

2:12:07 > 2:12:08I must hold it.

2:12:13 > 2:12:16Oh, it's heavy.

2:12:16 > 2:12:18A good swipe with this and they'd feel it.

2:12:20 > 2:12:23Lucky little Saxon.

2:12:23 > 2:12:26For you that would settle all accounts in this...

2:12:26 > 2:12:28black world wouldn't it?

2:12:37 > 2:12:39There, Lord.

2:12:40 > 2:12:42I am ready...

2:12:45 > 2:12:47..adorned for your festivities.

2:12:52 > 2:12:55Come, let us go to the altar.

2:13:02 > 2:13:04HE RINGS BELL

2:13:20 > 2:13:21Your Grace...

2:13:23 > 2:13:28Your Grace, there are armed men at the doors. I've bolted the doors but...

2:13:28 > 2:13:34It's time for vespers. Does one bolt the doors during vespers, I've never heard of it.

2:13:34 > 2:13:35But, Your Grace.

2:13:35 > 2:13:40Open them. Everything must be as it should be for divine service.

2:13:42 > 2:13:44THUDDING KNOCKING AT DOOR

2:13:49 > 2:13:51THUDS CONTINUE

2:13:57 > 2:13:59THUDS CONTINUE

2:14:01 > 2:14:09# Deus in adjutorium meum intende... #

2:14:09 > 2:14:17THUDS CONTINUE # Domine, ad adjuvandum me festina... #

2:14:17 > 2:14:19It is here now,

2:14:19 > 2:14:24the supreme folly, this is its hour.

2:14:31 > 2:14:35# ..Sicut erat in principio

2:14:35 > 2:14:41# Et nunc et semper

2:14:41 > 2:14:45# Et in saecula saeculorum, amen

2:14:45 > 2:14:48# Alleluia. #

2:14:48 > 2:14:53CHANTING CONTINUES

2:15:04 > 2:15:07One does not carry arms into God's house.

2:15:07 > 2:15:09What do you want?

2:15:09 > 2:15:12Your death.

2:15:12 > 2:15:14# Dixit Dominus Domino meo

2:15:14 > 2:15:17# Sede a dextris meis

2:15:17 > 2:15:22# Donec ponam inimicos tuos... #

2:15:22 > 2:15:25We will continue with the service.

2:15:25 > 2:15:28# ..Scabellum pedum tuorum... #

2:15:30 > 2:15:31Saxon!

2:15:33 > 2:15:35Dog!

2:15:37 > 2:15:38Traitor!

2:16:06 > 2:16:09Oh, Lord,

2:16:09 > 2:16:12how heavy thy honour is to bear.

2:17:05 > 2:17:07Poor Henry.

2:17:14 > 2:17:16SCOURGES CRACK

2:17:46 > 2:17:51Thank you.

2:17:51 > 2:17:55Yes, yes, it was all agreed, I forgive you.

2:17:55 > 2:17:57Pigs!

2:17:57 > 2:17:59Saxon pigs!

2:18:01 > 2:18:05They certainly wanted their money's worth.

2:18:08 > 2:18:10Is there a large crowd outside?

2:18:10 > 2:18:12Yes, sire.

2:18:12 > 2:18:15There's nothing more certain to win them over

2:18:15 > 2:18:19than the sight of the King doing penance and humbling himself under the lash.

2:18:24 > 2:18:28The honour of God, gentlemen, is a very good thing

2:18:28 > 2:18:32and, all things considered, one gains by having it on one's side.

2:18:35 > 2:18:38Thomas Becket, our friend,

2:18:38 > 2:18:40always used to say so.

2:18:42 > 2:18:45Tonight in Council,

2:18:45 > 2:18:48we will determine what punishment his murderers should receive.

2:18:50 > 2:18:52Sire, they are unknown.

2:18:54 > 2:18:58Justice will seek them out, you may be sure.

2:19:05 > 2:19:10It is a time, my dear barons, for all of us to do penance.

2:19:24 > 2:19:28RISING HUM OF CHATTER

2:19:36 > 2:19:37Hear me!

2:19:39 > 2:19:41People of Canterbury

2:19:41 > 2:19:43and citizens of England.

2:19:45 > 2:19:48As I have submitted myself to the lash

2:19:48 > 2:19:52so have I petitioned the Pope

2:19:52 > 2:19:54and this day

2:19:54 > 2:19:56I have received his answer.

2:19:56 > 2:19:58Thomas Becket,

2:19:58 > 2:20:01former Archbishop of Canterbury

2:20:01 > 2:20:06and martyr to the cause of God and his Church

2:20:06 > 2:20:08shall henceforth

2:20:08 > 2:20:12be honoured and prayed to in this kingdom

2:20:12 > 2:20:14as a saint.

2:20:14 > 2:20:20CHEERING

2:20:46 > 2:20:49Is the honour of God washed clean enough?

2:20:51 > 2:20:53Are you satisfied now, Thomas?