Anne Boleyn: [to Henry as they are lying in bed] I make you this promise. When we are married, I will deliver you a son.
Princess Margaret: I hate you!
Charles Brandon: No, you don't!
Princess Margaret: Yes, I do. If it weren't for you I would still be the Queen of Portugal. And now, what am I?
Charles Brandon: You are drunk and you are foolish!
King Henry VIII: [furiously] How dare you look at me! I am your Lord and Master, not your brother! You are both banished from court. You will relinquish your London houses. You will remove yourself from my sight. Do you understand?
Princess Margaret: [bowing] Yes, Your Majesty.
King Henry VIII: And Margaret...
Princess Margaret: What?
King Henry VIII: [warningly] I have yet to decide whether to make your bedmate a head shorter.
William Compton: [to Thomas Tallis] You are beautiful, Thomas.
King Henry VIII: [embracing Anne, begging] Anne, I want to say something to you. If it pleases you to be my true loyal mistress and friend, to give yourself up to me body and soul, I promise, I'll take you as my only mistress. I won't have a thought or an affection for anyone else.