I am Robert Catesby. My purpose is to kill the King of England.
We mean to lead the Catholics of England out of their oppression.
We will seize Princess Elizabeth,
we will place the child upon the throne.
Northumberland shall be Lord Protector.
You will all have heard of Father Gerard. He now stands with us.
My master is the protector of the Catholics of England.
Spain and England have need of this treaty.
You have so much of your mother in you.
The King, his counsellors and his Parliament,
- I will blow them all to hell! - Enough!
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Let me help you with that, little brother.
Put them down there.
It's Wintour.
There must be 4,000 lbs of powder here.
6,000. I doubt there'll be a firkin of powder left anywhere in London.
Two hundredweight?
Aye.
Well done.
Laid on top of the powder,
the nails will fly like wolven through the air.
We've laid our plan. We must see it through.
Go.
I will meet with you presently.
Forgive me for keeping you waiting, Your Excellency.
Will you take a refreshment?
Wine from Galicia. It is the best.
Ah.
Then let us not delay.
Salud.
- Salud. - Salud.
Oh.
This is very good. Very good.
Father, I hear rumours of a multitude of plots and schemes.
The misguided men behind them
put the future of the holy church in England at stake,
though it is not their intention.
Cecil and his heretic fanatics
will use these plots to fall like wolves upon lamb.
The words you speak will be my own, sir.
You counselled against their proposed course?
I did.
Catesby and Wintour...
..they visited me in Spain to ask for our assistance.
Their hearts are set on revenge.
And they will not be moved otherwise.
Can you help us, Father?
Can you tell us what Catesby intends?
He confessed to you.
If Catesby and his friends are not stopped,
Cecil will arrest innocent Catholics all over the land.
He will tear them limb from limb.
You alone have the power to save thousands of innocents
from such a terrible and dreadful end.
I cannot speak of what I was told in the confessional.
Do you know to whom you speak, sir?
This is Don Juan Fernandez de Velasco, Duke of Frias,
Constable of Castile.
- You owe him obedience. - I owe obedience to a higher lord, sir.
I believe you are sincere
and want nothing more than to avoid further bloodshed.
I do. With all my heart and soul.
Can you help us, Father? Is there someone to whom you can direct us?
By your speech you are from Yorkshire.
I'm from Stonegate in York.
- Your father? - A notary.
Does he still live?
Dead.
- Your mother? - She married another.
And you, do you have a wife?
- You would interrogate me? - I would know you.
There is nothing you need to know except I am a soldier.
When the time comes, when those who have wronged us assemble above,
I will light the fuse and I will see them blown to hell.
Her name was Maria.
My wife.
Was?
Is she dead?
She's dead to me.
You have everything?
Once I've lit the match I'll ride to Dover for the arrival
of Stanley's army and I'll join them for the rebellion.
To time the fuse.
All that is left for me...
..is to say farewell.
Farewell.
Cousin.
Robin.
- Gerard? - Safe.
He left for the coast and he is in hiding there,
awaiting passage to France.
- And Garnet? - Also safe.
- I would make peace with you, cousin. - I will not lose you, Robin.
I am not lost.
I do God's work now.
For the first time in my life my purpose is clear
and my heart is full for it.
- I think you love me, cousin. - You know that I do.
Grant me a promise, then.
Should I fall or we fail in our endeavour, protect my son.
Cecil will try and take the boy
and make him his ward so he may have possession of my house and land.
Do not suffer this to happen, I beg you.
When I can no longer safeguard my son, take him into your care.
You may safeguard him yourself.
- Take him and fly from the kingdom. - You know that I cannot.
What you intend is murder.
- There is no other name for it. - Counsel me not.
All I ask is a promise.
Protect my boy.
The path you tread is right well worn.
It leads to a bitter and lonely end.
Turn back, Robin.
It is not too late.
Protect my boy.
Farewell, cousin.
Farwell, little cousin.
Father Gerard, wait, please!
I am a friend and servant of His Excellency the Constable of Castile.
What do you want from me?
Father, I seek urgent conference
with Robert Catesby.
I do not know that name.
Father, my instructions are to seek out Master Catesby
and his friends and lend them whatever assistance they may need
in their design against the King.
God be praised.
I-I do not know where he hides.
He is a hunted man.
Do you at least know how he intends to strike this blow?
They will strike at the Opening of Parliament.
And the method?
Gunpowder.
You are all men of honour and piety.
I am proud to stand with you.
In two days this tyrant king
and his lords will be buried under the rubble of the Parliament.
Stanley will invade with his army,
and across the land our followers will rise to overthrow the heretics.
True religion shall reign once more.
Our business now lies to the north.
Tom, keep you here a while to see the blow is struck,
and when Fawkes's work is done, ride hard and bring us news of it.
God bless us all.
Farewell, Tom.
Godspeed, Thomas.
We'll see you on the morrow.
At the dawning of a new day.
Your Parliament opens in two days, does it not?
- It does. - The King will be present?
He will.
- And the Queen? - Yes, and the Prince, too.
But not the Princess Elizabeth?
No. She is in the country for her schooling.
Then the Princess will survive.
They mean to murder you all at opening of the Parliament.
You will save the King's life by this generous intelligence, My Lord.
I am most grateful, Your Excellency,
and rest assured this generosity will be met with the light
liberality when the articles of the treaty are settled.
_
Catesby.
Our army will gather at Pepperhill at dawn on the 5th.
How many?
Hundreds have sworn allegiance to our cause.
There is more.
And this is just a fraction of the muskets we've been promised.
Put this in your master's hands. Do not delay in your duty.
I will speak with my friends in the lower house and urge them
to vote for the proposal.
This is most excellent news,
my Lord Monteagle.
My Lord, I was charged to see that Your Lordship receive this letter.
Charged? By whom?
A stranger, My Lord. I did not know him.
Bring more wine.
My Lord, I keep you from your correspondence.
No, might be some tedious matter of business or law.
I would hate to think that I detained you from your affairs.
Something amiss, My Lord?
Most strange.
What is it, My Lord?
"God and men have concurred to punish the wickedness of this time,
"and think not slightly of this advertisement but retire yourself
"into your country, where you may expect the event in safety.
"For though there be no appearance of any stir,
"yet I say they shall receive a terrible blow, this Parliament."
"Yet I say they shall receive a terrible blow, this Parliament,
"and yet they shall not see who hurts them."
My Lord Monteagle, you needs must show this to the King.
It is most likely written by a madman or a fool,
nevertheless I thought it the safest course to bring it
to Your Majesty's attention since I was unable to decipher its meaning,
and Your Majesty's gifts of interpretation being what they are.
My Lord, you must asleep.
I would not have presumed to disturb His Majesty's repose were it
not for one line in this strange letter.
"They shall not see who hurts them."
It makes no more sense than any of the rest.
His Majesty's father died by the hand of someone he never saw.
How did he die?
Destroyed as he slept in his bed by an explosion of powder.
You are playing one of your games, Master Secretary...
No, sir.
Games, tricks, sporting pleasures these are your domain.
I am sworn to preserve the King's life.
You have been removed from the fireside
and now seek to warm your backside by the means of this ruse.
He wants to play you like a lute, My Lord.
Sir William.
Your Majesty.
Conduct your searches.
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