Victoria

LINNEY: This is "Masterpiece."

I did my best to be a friend to your mother.

Leopold told me that he believes that he is my father.

LINNEY: Previously on "Victoria"... VICTORIA: As a mother, I would do anything to protect my children.

I've come to appreciate your strength of purpose.

About last night...

I'm sorry for the way I spoke to you.

ERNEST: You cannot torment yourself forever.

PEEL: It is only just that I repeal those laws that artificially protect the price of British wheat.

Vicky's looking rather thin.

ALFRED: These midsummer evenings are so enchanting, don't you think?

LINNEY: "Victoria," tonight on "Masterpiece."

Gloriana Hallelujah Gloriana Hallelujah Gloriana, hallelujah Hallelujah.

(organ music playing) (Victoria giggling) VICTORIA: And now the other way.

(laughing) (finishes playing with a flourish) (applause) LEOPOLD: Please don't let me interrupt the recital.

VICTORIA: Uncle Leopold.

What a surprise.

I know I should have written, but I'm afraid I acted on impulse.

I wanted to see my family.

I missed your birthday, Albert.

LEOPOLD: I wanted you to have something to remember me by.

How thoughtful.

Please excuse me.

Albert does not seem in a very receptive mood.

Are you surprised?

Everything I do is for the family, Victoria.

Really?

I don't see how your revelation has helped Albert.

I think a real father would not have been so selfish.

STANLEY: Mr. speaker, multitudes have died of hunger in the United Kingdom since we first asked the government to repeal the Corn Law.

How long can the prime minister protect these tariffs that line the pockets of landowners while the poor cannot afford to buy bread.

(crowd shouting in approval) Go back to Rochdale!

(shouting continues) MAN: Feed the many, not the few!

(crowd shouting angrily) To the palace!

(shouting continues) VICTORIA (off-screen): Will you have enough support in the House for repeal, Sir Robert?

ALBERT: Of course he will.

The prosperity of this country relies on free trade.

PEEL: It is the right thing to do.

I've thought it for some time.

And the situation in Ireland has made it inevitable, but the land-owning wing of my party will think I have betrayed them.

Surely they cannot expect the poor to pay more for their food to protect the interests of the rich.

Nobody likes to give up something they already have though.

Precisely, ma'am.

It all depends on Wellington.

If he backs me, I have a chance of getting it through the lords.

You have our support, of course.

Thank you, ma'am.

(sighing): But, as we know, only parliament can decide.

STANLEY: What you are suggesting, prime minister, will be the death of British agriculture.

PEEL: There are more people living in our towns now than in the countryside, Stanley.

Free trade is the only way to make food affordable to everyone.

We have a responsibility to those less fortunate than ourselves.

I take care of my people, prime minister!

No doubt.

But I'm talking about those members of the laboring classes not lucky enough to work for you.

STANLEY: I won't do it.

I gave my word as a gentleman to uphold the Corn Laws, and I am not in the habit of breaking my word.

(disgruntled chatter) (footsteps retreating) (sighs) (door closes) Duke?

20 years ago, when I became prime minister, I thought I could never support Catholic emancipation.

But when I took office, I realized that a leader must put the good of his country before his own inclinations-- or even the will of his party.

You have my support, prime minister.

"And the king destroyed all the spinning wheels in the land."

I remember this story, Lehzen.

You used to read it to me when I was little.

(door opens) (door shuts) Why is it so cold in here?

Baroness, how many times do I have to ask you, please do not leave the windows open (closing window) whilst Vicky is in the nursery?

She has such a delicate constitution.

I've asked you many times before.

We cannot allow her to catch a chill.

What an old nanny goat you are, Albert.

VICTORIA: Really, I had the windows open all the time when I was at Kensington, didn't I, Lehzen?

Yes, Majesty.

The benefits of fresh air are considerable, in my view.

VICKY: More story!

Yes, darling.

But first, Mama is just going to open up this window for some fresh air.

Very well.

I shall leave you to your fairy tales.

(door shuts) (birds chirping) You look like Narcissus, wondering who the beautiful creature gazing back at him from the pool could possibly be.

Narcissus was a man.

This woman is just thinking how haggard she looks.

That's exactly what I was thinking too.

(laughing) Forgive me for interrupting your tte--tte, but I wonder if I might steal my nephew from you, Duchess?

We have some Coburg matters to discuss.

Certainly.

Have you heard of the English saying, "A bull in the china shop?"

But I am famous throughout the courts of Europe for my tact, Ernest.

Hm.

PEEL: It is time for this House to decide the fate of England: Will we advance into the future or recede into the past?

Is this a country that can only flourish in the sickly atmosphere of prohibition and tariffs?

(crowd murmuring) Let trade be free between nations.

(crowd growing livelier) (louder): Choose the future, not the past!

(lively chatter) SPEAKER: The Honorable Member for Lincoln!

BENTINCK: Mr. Speaker!

Is the Tory Party really going to stand by while our prime minister renders us dependent on foreigners for food, because he has listened to the clamor of the mob?

(crowd grumbling) I call upon all like-minded Tories to join me in resisting with every parliamentary means this heinous betrayal of every virtue that our great party stands for!

(overlapping chatter) Sir Robert Peel may be a friend to the working man, but he's a traitor to his party.

The Corn Laws, Mr. Penge?

He's caving into the demands of the Anti-Corn Law League.

CLEARY: People are starving, Mr. Penge.

Sometimes a man must do what he believes to be right.

Sooner or later... The opposition to repeal is all from my own party.

You're the only man who can pass this bill, Sir Robert.

You may be right, ma'am, but even if I am successful, it will be the end of my career.

They will never forgive me.

(scoffing): Oh, don't say that.

Your country needs you.

So do I.

Not to mention Albert would be... ALBERT: Albert will be what?

Astonished, if the repeal bill did not pass.

Oh, of course it will pass.

I hope you are right, sir.

Do you know what I think, Sir Robert?

Five years from now, when the new parliament building is completed, I believe you will be the prime minister that opens it.

(footsteps approaching) Is that the Bible, Miss Coke?

On a Wednesday?

I was just reading about David and Jonathan.

Hm.

When Jonathan dies, David says he loves him, with a love surpassing women.

I never knew that the Bible could be so tender.

You look smart, are you going out for dinner?

Yes.

I am.

I hope you enjoy yourself.

Thank you, Miss Coke.

My apologies.

The Corn Laws debate will go on for days.

The sleeping beauties on our back benches have woken up, and they aren't happy.

I know.

My father and his friends think repeal will be the end of civilization as we know it.

With respect, the days when men like your father will rule this country are coming to an end.

Well.

Poor Papa.

(chuckles) Let's not talk about politics.

No.

Oysters, and champagne.

SERVER: Yes, sir.

There's something I must tell you.

You've set a date, haven't you?

For your wedding?

I have decided to break off the engagement.

Why?

She seems like a perfectly admirable wife for a man with prospects.

I think you of all people must understand why it cannot be.

Cannot be!

(quietly): How dramatic you are, Drummond.

(quietly): After Scotland...

I feel it's only right.

(server clears throat) A successful politician needs to have a wife.

Now you are going to be a successful politician, Drummond, I know it.

You're going to make a difference in the world.

But you can't throw that away for some... indiscretion.

An indiscretion?

I can't let you jeopardize your career.

Surely, that is for me to decide.

You're not thinking clearly, Drummond.

SERVER: Gentlemen, your oysters.

I find I am not hungry.

(sighs) (birds chirping) (moaning) What do you think, Lehzen?

Shall I send for Sir James?

(scoffing): Sir James!

He'll just pull a long face and prescribe some calves foot jelly.

What the princess needs is some amusement in the fresh air.

Yes, yes, I'm sure you're right.

Why don't we take her for a drive in the park?

Hm?

VICTORIA: Would you like that, darling?

(knock at door) I am just on my way to a meeting.

Then I will accompany you.

A private meeting.

In Coburg, perhaps I should not have spoken as I did.

(distant chattering) Oh, Penge.

I wondered if you could tell the kitchens that the princess will be having bread and milk for her supper.

Doesn't the princess care for pickled herring and sauerkraut?

The prince has some outlandish ideas about diet.

Hm, yeah, but in my experience, he doesn't like to be challenged.

The queen and I are in full agreement.

No doubt, baroness, but it's never a good idea to come between husband and wife.

(scoffs) (footsteps retreating) (playing piano) I see that Mr. Drummond's engagement to the Villiers girl has been announced.

Pretty young thing.

(light chuckle) And she's rich.

(playing "Wedding March") Perfect wife for a future prime minister, wouldn't you say, Lord Alfred?

Absolutely perfect, Duchess.

VICTORIA: The "Wedding March," have I missed something, Ernest?

HARRIET: Mr. Drummond's engagement to Florence Villiers is in the papers, ma'am.

Really?

I do hope they'll be very happy together.

Though I wouldn't have said Drummond was the marrying kind.

To ambitious for domestic bliss.

Harriett, I'm taking Vicky for a drive in the park, would you like to come?

Ernest, you can come as well.

Well, if I do not intrude.

VICTORIA: Not at all.

I hear the bonnets this season are particularly engaging.

(knock at door) Come in.

Your Royal Highness.

I wanted to enquire as to how the repeal bill was progressing.

(sighs) I have opened up a chasm in my own party, sir.

They accuse me of breaking my word.

Oh... You and I are the same, I think.

Thin-skinned.

(chuckles) After 30 years in the House, I should be used to it.

But I am no kind of host, sir.

Would you care for a brandy?

Thank you.

Well, a toast, therefore, to... the thin-skinned.

May we always be stout-hearted.

Do you know, Sir Robert, when I first came to this country I was so... disappointed.

I could not understand how in such a powerful nation, the politicians were so determined to keep still, to deny the march of progress.

Ah.

Then I met you, and I realized my judgment had been... hasty.

You must persevere, for this country's sake, and also, I must say, for my own.

I wish I had you beside me on the front bench, sir.

WELLINGTON: Those damned rotten potatoes are the cause of it all.

I think Sir Robert is doing the right thing.

But, with respect, even your support won't keep that bounder George Bentinck and his cronies off Peel's back.

They would rather be out of power for a generation than support the best leader the Tory Party's ever had.

As queen, I can do nothing.

But you, Duke... you could talk to them.

If they were my soldiers, I would have them flogged for insubordination.

But the party has no discipline.

I'm afraid they will bring Peel down.

You're too pessimistic, Duke.

You don't win as many battles as I have, ma'am, by underestimating the enemy.

(footsteps approaching) "Love is a smoked raised with the fume of sighs."

(chuckling) "Romeo and Juliet," act one.

You think I'm a star-crossed lover, Brodie?

Don't you?

(speaking German) Victoria, she does look rather flushed.

I do think perhaps she has a fever.

It is a healthy glow, sir.

From the fresh air.

Victoria, feel her head.

(clears throat) She does feel a little warm.

But only little.

I'm sure she'll cool down when she's had her bath.

Well, I hope you are right.

VICTORIA: Where are you going?

I'm going to parliament.

To see Sir Robert?

Well, I'm going to witness the debate.

I would like to lend my support.

Albert, is that wise?

As you have so often reminded me, the crown must seem to be above party politics.

Of course, but I am not the monarch.

And also I believe it is my duty to stand behind the man to whom I owe so much.

Albert, if you go, they will assume you are doing so at my request.

I disagree.

Just as I disagree with you and the baroness about the health of our daughter.

(Victoria scoffs) It is not the same!

Yes, Victoria, it is.

You think you are right in both instances.

How can he be so objectionable?

I believe that he knows you are right, Majesty, but he does not care to admit it.

Lehzen, he's making a terrible mistake.

I agree, Your Majesty.

I should forbid him to go.

Do you think you would succeed, Majesty?

I've noticed that the prince does not always respect your authority.

Most satisfactory.

The mercury vapor is unpleasant, I know, but it is effective.

Yes, this is a very pleasing result.

I hope that we do not meet again.

I am... thinking of getting married.

So long as you remain symptom-free, you may propose with a clear conscience.

ALBERT: Oh, Mr. Drummond, just the man I need.

I wonder, could you direct me to the Strangers' Gallery?

You're going to listen to the debate, sir?

Evidently.

I ask you to remember the terrible winters earlier in this decade, when there was hardship and suffering throughout the land.

Are those winters effaced from your memory?

(crowd murmuring) From mine they never can be.

(murmuring grows louder) We must be ready for the season when famine comes again, by abolishing the Corn Laws.

(indistinct chatter) PEEL (louder): Then at least we can be sure that when a black day comes, it will not have been aggravated by the laws of man.

(members murmuring loudly) SPEAKER: The honorable member for Lincoln!

BENTINCK: Mr. Speaker, is the prime minister so frightened of the opposition within his own party, that he feels the need to summon a royal nursemaid to keep the ogres at bay?

(crowd jeering) (jeering continues) (crowd laughing) (laughter echoes) (loud thump) I'm sure it is just a cold, Majesty.

No need to worry.

I hope you're right.

(door opens) VICTORIA: At last!

Where have you been?

Have you sent for Sir James?

I couldn't find you anywhere.

Well, she most definitely has a fever.

VICTORIA: Lehzen thinks it's just a cold, and you weren't here.

If you do not send for Sir James immediately I cannot answer for the consequences.

The princess needs medical attention.

Please, send for Sir James at once.

(door opens) And now will you tell me where you have been?

You know that woman... she has bewitched you!

Did you go to the House?

She is not fit to look after our children.

Well, she was always most attentive to me.

Oh no, I know very well that the baroness never denied you anything, Victoria.

That is why you enjoy her company so much.

That is a hateful thing to say, Albert!

Take it back!

No, I will not!

Baroness Lehzen has indulged you your entire life!

She never checked your willfulness.

My willfulness!

There is a stubbornness in you that a responsible guardian would have eradicated whilst your character was still being formed.

My stubbornness!

Did you go to the House tonight, Albert, or not?

Baroness Lehzen was the only thing that kept me from despair when I was growing up.

You exaggerate, as usual!

Do you know I think the baroness tried to come between you and your mother, just as she is trying to come between you and I.

That is a ridiculous suggestion!

No, Victoria, it is not.

So either she leaves or I do.

But you are my husband.

Exactly.

(door opens) I thought you left hours ago, sir.

Lady Peel is in the country, and I don't fancy bumping into Bentinck and his cronies at the Carlton.

And hear them call the prince my nursemaid.

You will take care, won't you, Sir Robert?

Remember Spencer Percival.

No one's gonna shoot me in the House of Commons, Drummond.

Bentinck wants his moment of glory, not to swing from Albion's fatal tree.

Very good.

(birds chirping) Good day.

Good morning, sir.

ALBERT: I hear there was no vote last night.

No, sir.

The mood in the House after you left was rather ugly, but I believe the division bell will ring tonight.

Lord Melbourne once told me that the House of Commons would not take kindly to a German prince.

We members of Parliament are jealous of our independence, sir.

I apologize if I made things more difficult for you.

That was not my intention.

I know, sir.

Oh, I was just coming to find you.

Ah, that's a coincidence, I was just looking for you.

The queen would like some beef tea sent up to the nursery.

Of course.

I-I want to show you something.

It's not the royal yacht, I know, but at least you won't get seasick on the Serpentine.

An afternoon away from all of this-- what do you say, Nancy?

I say... yes, please!

(laughs) Congestion in the lungs?

Is that dangerous?

As I said to the prince earlier this morning, such a complication is always a concern in-in a child of such a tender age.

You've spoken to the prince?

Yes, ma'am, only this morning.

He asked me if the princess's condition could have been caused by a draft.

I see.

And what did you say?

Very difficult to say one way or the other.

But for now our concern must be for the princess.

We must hope this fever breaks soon.

And if it doesn't?

(door opens) (door shuts) (crying) Harriet...

Try not to worry, ma'am.

These childhood fevers can seem much worse than they really are.

(crying): It's my fault.

No.

I took her for a walk in the park because Lehzen thought that she needed some fresh air.

And now Albert blames Lehzen and... says that she's coming between us.

It can be very difficult to hold two people in your heart at once, ma'am.

ALFRED (voice over): "Drummond...

I have been thinking about our interrupted dinner."

MAN: Mr. Drummond?

ALFRED (voice over): "And whether it could be revived."

A message for you.

ALFRED (voice over): "I understand I have no right to determine your future.

"But I think it would be a shame if you never tasted "the oysters at Ciro's.

"I will be there this evening.

Yours, Alfred."

It must be said, Mr. Speaker, that the prime minister is a man who has never failed to change his mind when he found it expedient.

A man without honor or, indeed, any ideas of his own.

A man who rejects his own party to bask in the glory of royal favor.

And a man who is now turning his back on the very landowners that have made this nation great.

(crowd jeering) Sir, a moment.

(jeering continues) I sent out the whips.

Bentinck is a total blackguard.

I ought to call him out!

I don't think a duel would be wise, prime minister.

He has insulted my honor!

I may be a prime minister, but I'm also a gentleman.

No one could doubt that, sir.

But I fear such an action would do nothing to advance your cause.

(sighs) (chuckles) You sound like my wife.

Lady Peel always tells me I'm too hasty.

I trust Florence will keep you in order.

This is my Calvary, Drummond.

I hope I can bear it with grace.

I know you will, sir.

That doctor with the whiskers keeps going in and out of the nursery.

I hope he knows what he's doing.

Just keep praying, Miss Cleary.

That's all any of us can do for now.

The angel of death hovers over all of us.

Casting her shadow.

Just waiting for her moment.

Well, that was cheerful.

Life's like a souffl, Brodie.

One moment it is full of air, and then the next... (slaps table) ...flat as a pancake.

You just have to eat it while it's hot.

(footsteps approaching) Harriet!

There is something I need to... Um...

I must get back to the nursery.

I couldn't wait any longer.

(giggling) (footsteps approaching) (clears throat) (playing "Wedding March") Such a vulgar tune, I cannot understand why it has become so popular.

Oh.

I thought you liked weddings.

Only between the right people, Ernest.

I will be delighted when you marry Princess Gertrude Von Mecklenburg Strelitz.

(slams piano) Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed.

(sighs) How's Vicky?

I will go to the nursery to see if I can help at all.

I think your brother is about to make a terrible mistake.

At least he is honest about his desires.

Even you must see the difference between a private encounter and a public msalliance.

I can see the difference between hypocrisy and truth.

Oh, Albert.

Perhaps when you are older you will understand that it is not always necessary to be right.

I trust you are returning to the nursery?

(Vicky crying) (door opens) (Victoria sniffling) (sniffling) (door shuts) (sniffling) ALBERT: My love.

My love.

My love.

She is strong... Like her mother, she will not be beaten.

(sniffles) Your hand?

Well, that is what happens when I do not listen to you.

We've both been stubborn.

It doesn't matter now.

I speak for the workers of this country who may not have votes, but who deserve nonetheless to buy untaxed food.

Food that will be all the more nourishing when no longer leavened by a sense of injustice.

(members murmuring approval) Mr. Speaker, I commend this bill to the House.

(members murmuring) I move the Bill of Repeal onto the table.

Those in favor to the right and those not in favor to the left.

Lock the doors!

(bell ringing) Ayes, 327.

Nos, 229.

The ayes have it.

(crowd murmuring) Unlock!

(cheering) (moaning softly) (gasps) (chuckling) The fever has broken!

(sighs of relief) MAN: God bless Sir Robert Peel!

CROWD: Hurrah!

Thank you.

CROWD: Hurrah!

Thank you.

CROWD: Hurrah!

Thank you very much.

CROWD: Hurrah!

Thank you.

(excited chatter, bell tolling) You sure I can't take you home?

Thank you, sir, but I have an engagement.

Thank you for stopping me making a fool of myself over Bentinck.

(chuckling) PEEL: Thank you.

MAN: Sir Robert Peel!

prepare to meet your maker.

(gunshot) (screaming) (horses neighing) (crowd screaming, crying) Drummond!

(crowd screaming, shouting) Oh God, talk to me!

Drummond!

Drummond, talk to me!

Talk to me!

(bell tolling) (sighs) My apologies for keeping you waiting.

Vicky's fever has broken and, um... Sir James thinks she will make a full recovery.

I'm relieved to hear it, ma'am.

Why the grave faces, gentlemen?

What is it, the bill?

The bill passed last night, by 98 votes.

Oh well, this is a great day, Sir Robert!

It is the beginning of a new era of enlightenment.

(weeping) (Peel weeping) Some lunatic took a shot at Peel last night as he left the House.

Drummond was with him and... he stopped the bullet.

Dead?

(exhaling) Why would anybody want to kill you?

The gunman was a farmer who thought the repeal bill would ruin him.

PEEL: Will you excuse me, ma'am?

I will go to Drummond's mother and fiance.

It must be me that tells them.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

VICTORIA: Oh, that poor girl.

(stifling sobs) (playing music from Rossini's "Soiree Italienne") A letter for you, ma'am.

(song continues) Thank you.

(song continues) Lord Alfred, I-I wonder if you would accompany me to the Amber Drawing Room?

I'm finding the stairs rather tricky.

(playing stops) I can help you, Aunt.

No, I want Lord Alfred.

I hope you're feeling strong, Lord Alfred.

Why, Duchess?

Would you like me to carry you?

I'm afraid... you will find this very hard to bear.

Take a deep breath.

(shaky breath) Now, another one.

(shaky breath) Here.

Have some of this.

I may be old, but I'm not blind.

I know what he meant to you.

Now, I suggest you go to your room and compose yourself.

And remember, at the funeral, the chief mourners will be his mother and his fiance.

(footsteps approaching) We're going with the queen to visit poor Mr. Drummond's fiance.

The queen is waiting.

Would it be very wrong of me to want to talk about happier things?

There is something that I would like to ask you.

After dinner.

The usual place?

SKERRETT: This is nice.

Nothing to do except sit back and watch you do all the work.

Well, that's the way it should always be.

Are you offering to keep me in the lap of luxury?

A woman like you should be lying on a sofa all day eating strawberry tarts.

(laughing) (Skerrett gasps) SKERRETT: You do make very good tarts.

I do make very good tarts.

(laughing) I think I need some shade.

Would you like to come under my parasol?

Your Majesty, I came to advise you that my government will be defeated tonight on the Irish bill, and when that happens I have decided to resign.

Sir Robert, are you sure?

Now that the repeal bill has passed, ma'am, I feel my work is done.

And... (voice shaking): After Drummond, well... You have been a great prime minister.

Thank you, ma'am.

Serving you has been a privilege.

Even if it wasn't always very easy.

But always... illuminating.

I shall miss your counsel, very much.

You flatter me, ma'am.

I think we both know that no one is indispensable.

ALBERT: Sir Robert, you are leaving?

PEEL: For the last time, sir.

"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven."

Well I-I wish it was not time.

Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye.

Wohl zwischen seine Bein Da muB der Hirsch geschossen sein Geschossen muB er sein Auf eins, zwei, drei Juja, Juja (door opens) Gar lustig ist die Jgerei Allhier auf grner Heid' Wohl zwischen seine Bein (laughing): Da muB der Hirsch What's the matter, Master Brodie?

Have you seen the mark of Cain?

Actually it's more like a rash, sir.

Coppery in color.

Would you like me to get you a hand mirror, so you can get a better look?

No.

I have seen quite enough.

(door opens) (shaky breath) The prince says to tell you that he is sorry, but he is indisposed, your grace.

"And Cinderella married Prince Charming, (door opens) and they lived happily ever after."

She looks like herself again.

Thank goodness.

I was so worried.

I did not doubt that she would recover, Majesty.

There is so much of you in her.

She looks like Albert.

Lehzen?

Majesty.

I've been thinking...

It's selfish of me, keeping you here in England.

Your family in Hanover must miss you terribly.

They have managed without me for 20 years.

I hardly remember them.

Then think how happy they'll be to see you again.

I doubt they will recognize me.

Lehzen...

I have never wanted you to have to choose between the prince and me.

When you got married, I wondered if it was time for me to go.

But somehow I could not find the moment to leave.

I thought you still needed me, you see.

My loyalty has always been to you.

And only to you.

Not to Conroy.

Not to your mother.

I have dedicated my life to protecting you.

(sighing): Lehzen, you don't need to protect me from the prince.

He loves me.

Just as you do.

My belief is that he would like to control Your Majesty.

Lehzen, it's because you've never been married you think of marriage as a... as a battle where one side has to achieve victory over the other.

The prince and I, we have our differences... but we're on the same side.

I'm glad to hear that, Majesty.

In that case, I will make the necessary arrangements.

The only thing that I have ever wanted is your happiness, Majesty.

You must know, Lehzen.

For many years... (voice breaking): you were everything to me.

(crying): Do you remember how you held my hand when we walked down the stairs at Kensington?

I never wanted you to fall.

I never did.

Oh, Lehzen.

(crying): I will miss you so much.

(speaking German): PREACHER: Cut down in the flower of his youth, we come here today to mourn the passing of Edward Drummond, a man who had already achieved so much.

A devoted son.

A man who only next month was to be married in this very church.

(sobbing) (birds chirping) Florence, this is Lord Alfred.

Lord Alfred.

Edward spoke about you so often.

You both liked those awful cheroots.

We-we-we shared some bad habits.

(crying) He-he will... (sobbing) (sobbing) (crying softly) PENGE: I trust the carriage is to your satisfaction, baroness.

Yes, Mr. Penge.

I have brought you something for the journey.

I will miss you, Mr. Penge.

(speaking German): (children laughing) Good boy.

VICKY: Mama, mama!

Look what Uncle Leopold brought.

(Victoria chuckles) Uncle Leopold is... very kind.

I would do anything for my family.

I know.

VICKY: A ride, a ride!

Oh, come on Vicky, this is Herbert.

This is Herbert!

Say hello to Herbert.

(nickers) Hello, Herbert.

Good, good.

VICTORIA: Bertie.

LINNEY: Next time on "Masterpiece."

ALBERT: Christmas will always be a time of enchantment.

Would you like to build a snowman?

A snowman?

May I have the honor, ma'am?

(laughter) ALL: Hey!

Is this not magnificent?

Magical.

LINNEY: "Victoria"-- the season finale, next time on "Masterpiece."

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