Anne of the Thousand Days (1969)
Anne: But Elizabeth is yours. Watch her as she grows; she's yours. She's a Tudor! Get yourself a son off of that sweet, pale girl if you can - and hope that he will live! But Elizabeth shall reign after you! Yes, Elizabeth - child of Anne the Whore and Henry the Blood-Stained Lecher - shall be Queen! And remember this: Elizabeth shall be a greater queen than any king of yours! She shall rule a greater England than you could ever have built! Yes - MY Elizabeth SHALL BE QUEEN! And my blood will have been well spent!
King Henry VIII: Nan, is it true?
Anne: Have you stepped into your own trap, my lord? Any evidence you have against me, you yourself bought and paid for. Do you now begin to believe it?
King Henry VIII: Anny, the court is still in session to decide your... verdict. I don't want to hear your guilt from them, I want to hear it from your lips.
Anne: That I was unfaithful to you?
King Henry VIII: Yes, just that. Were you unfaithful to me whilst I still loved you? Of course, I'll never know. Whether you say aye or no, I shall never know.
Anne: You come here to make sure whether there was truly adultery, because that would touch your manhood or your pride. And even so, my heart and my eyes are glad of you. Fool of all women that I am, I'm glad of you here. Go, then. Keep your pride of manhood, you know about me now.
King Henry VIII: Nan, is it true that you're glad to see me?
Anne: Yes, it's true.
King Henry VIII: Then, Anne, lets do all gently for old times sake. I have no wish to harm you, and your words have moved me deeply. I must be free to have a son, and the son must be free to rule England when I die.
Anne: Why must you leave a king to follow you, Henry? Why not a queen?
King Henry VIII: This country has never been ruled by a queen. I know it never could be. We can never have a son now, God has spoken. I must have a son elsewhere. And it's getting late. I'm not as young as I was.
Anne: What do you want of me?
King Henry VIII: Agree to annul the marriage and give up all rights. You shall go abroad and take Elizabeth with you. You will be well cared for. Please set me free.
Anne: To marry Seymour and make our child a bastard? No. No. No.
King Henry VIII: Nan... Nan, you leave me no choice!
Anne: Once I told you any children we had would not be bastards. You promised marriage and the crown. Now you try to dance out of your promise. Well, I won't have it! We are man and wife together. King and Queen. I keep that. Take it from me as best you can.
King Henry VIII: Then you have decided, and so have I!
Anne: Before you go, perhaps you should hear one thing. I lied to you. I said "I love you", but I lied. I was untrue. Untrue with many.
King Henry VIII: That is a lie.
Anne: It is true. I was unfaithful to you with all of them. With half your court. With soldiers of your guard, with grooms, with stablehands. Look for the rest of your life at every man that ever knew me and wonder if I didn't find him a better man than you!
King Henry VIII: You whore!
Anne: Doesn't do that well. Not as well as I've known it done. But it's the one arm I want - for some God-knows-what reason. You do everything badly - everything awkwardly - and I love it the way you do it.
King Henry VIII: If some young man wrote this song for you, Anne, what would you say to him?
Anne: I would ask him if his wife liked it, Your Grace.
Anne: For six years, this year, and this, and this, and this, I did not love him. And then I did. Then I was his. I can count the days I was his in hundreds.
[picks up day counter]
Anne: . The days we bedded. Married. Were Happy. Bore Elizabeth. Hated. Lusted. Bore a dead child... which condemned me... to death. In all one thousand days. Just a thousand. strange. And of those thousand, one when we were both in love, only one, when our loves met and overlapped and were both mine and his. And when I no longer hated him, he began to hate me. Except for that one day.
Anne: You make love as you eat, with a great deal of noise and no subtlety!
Anne: She has the face of a simpering sheep. And the manners. But not the morals. I don't want her near me.
Duke of Norfolk: Each to his own conscience, son.
Norris: God keep me from yours.
Anne: Won't you kiss your daughter?
King Henry VIII: I will kiss her when she's older - and when she has a brother!
King Henry VIII: Any man who marries when he can be free is a fool!
King Henry VIII: I never married Katherine - England married Spain!
Thomas Cromwell: We used the incest excuse last time. We can't make a habit of it.
King Henry VIII: I think nothing but you. Of you and me playing dog and bitch, of you and me playing horse and mare. Of you and me in every way. I want to fill you up night after night. I want to fill you up with sons.
Anne: Bastards! They would be bastards!
Queen Katherine of Aragon: She's new...
King Henry VIII: The Boleyn's youngest daughter, newly returned from the French court. Do you like her, Kate? Shall I keep her here at court to cheer you?
Queen Katherine of Aragon: Whatever you command, my lord.
King Henry VIII: Suppose I command you to give me a son?
Queen Katherine of Aragon: Were it to God I could, Henry.
King Henry VIII: Amen, but you cannot - because our marriage is a curse in heaven and hell, madam!
King Henry VIII: Mistress Anne, will you teach the king of England how they dance in the French court?
Anne: There is nothing that France can teach England, your majesty.
King Henry VIII: Well said. Well said.
King Henry VIII: I am accursed! A live daughter and a dead son! Did I accept excommunication for this? Did I send More and Houghton and Fisher to their deaths for this? She cannot give me a living son! Very well then, if she cannot give me a male heir, I shall rid myself of her.
King Henry VIII: What is the verdict?
Thomas Cromwell: Guilty - Your Grace.
King Henry VIII: All of them?
Thomas Cromwell: Guilty.
Thomas Cromwell: Cardinal Wolsey, through skilful manipulation, has seen to it that the monasteries of England are richer than the goldmines of the New World. If, as you should be, you become Head of the Church, those riches are yours.
King Henry VIII: You're a man without scruple, lawyer.
Thomas Cromwell: Entirely without scruple. I learned my trade under Cardinal Wolsey, Your Grace.