LIAM: 'The King has a secret.'
Why would Robert be paying Ted Price?
To kill my father.
If Robert was paying Ted Price,
he'd have used one of two personal bankers - she's the daughter of the second one.
'My parents want me to come for the weekend.'
- Do you want to come? - How could I say no?
How would you like to plan a royal wedding?
The list of my potential brides. You're still at the top.
Okay. One drink.
'I think you need to read what Jasper has to say.
Once you do, you'll know where to go from there.'
I asked you to do two things,
protect me and stay away from sister.
If those are the requirements of the job, then I tender my resignation.
Go back to being a con man with Daddy?
- I'll take my chances. - Resignation not accepted.
And besides,
these things have a way of working themselves out.
(CROWD) God save the King!
(Gunshot)
(Screaming and clamoring)
(He gasps and chokes)
* SIBLING: Revolve
Can you hear me? You've lost a lot of blood.
We're taking you into surgery.
Is there anyone you want us to call?
El...
* ..but what don't revolve around you
* Don't revolve around you
* Don't revolve
* Around you...
Hit me.
* ..all done with this fight
* Couldn't bite my tongue
* Look who's on the run
* On the run
* Hold the world, don't revolve around you...
It's time to go, kid.
The blue-hair buffet's about to end.
You know the drill.
Help the needy. Give to the poor.
I've told you before, you have to sell a con, son.
Make 'em believe you.
Let's go. It's show time, huh?
Hit the head and meet me out front.
Anyone tries to mess with you, kick 'em in the balls.
Ho, ho, ho!
- (Rings bell) - Give to the needy.
Help the poor.
(TV) '..from merry old England,
it's Her Royal Highness the Princess Eleanor.'
'Merry Christmas,
from my family to yours.
And may all your holiday wishes come true.'
* ..what you don't feel anymore
* I am done, no more
* No more, no more
* I am done, no more, no more, no more
* I am
* Done
(Monitor beeps)
How the hell did this happen?
I told him not to go to South London, but I was overruled.
Overruled? You're the goddamn Head of Security!
And he's the King of England.
(Sighs)
I know my son can be stubborn.
I can help you, but only if I'm in the loop.
- Are we clear? - Of course, Your Majesty.
(Door opens)
Mother.
Ohh!
I'm fine.
How is Jasper Frost? Will he live?
He's in surgery now. Princess Eleanor is with him.
With an assassin at large? She should be here.
Rosie's with her and I've put more men on the hospital.
Very well.
I want to know immediately if there's any change in his condition.
(Sighs)
- Oh. - (Door closes)
Pity. I love this shirt.
Oh, my boy.
My beautiful boy.
Why would anyone want you dead?
You mean apart from our immediate family?
Don't joke. I've lost you once already.
I cannot bear the thought of going through that again.
But you look so good in black.
I look good in everything. Don't die.
(Sighs) If you insist.
How are the, um, wedding plans going?
Have you and Willow had a chance
to discuss the candidates?
Of course not. How can you even think about a wedding?
Mum, you know this sort of thing comes with the territory.
It may come with the territory,
but you still could have been killed.
A royal wedding is what the country needs right now.
Let the light chase away the dark.
Very well. Willow and I will give each of your candidates a thorough vetting.
Good.
We don't want any surprises.
Don't worry. If there's any dirt, we will be sure to dig it up.
And, Robert,
don't be fine.
Not to the world. The people don't feel fine right now,
so neither should you.
BRIDGET: You're certain you don't want to leave anything to your daughters?
Not a single sixpence.
Thank you for your services.
You probably won't see me again until I'm in a box.
Don't let them put too much rouge on my cheeks.
Or my face.
I should tell you, I've seen a few terminally-ill clients make a bucket list -
all the experiences they'd like to have before they die.
In some cases, it's actually prolonged their life.
Way ahead of you there, Bridget.
In fact, if you'd like to stay,
you happen to be near the top of my list.
As your attorney, I'm not sure
that would be legally prudent.
I'll let you bill me for the hours.
A man should die with a few pounds left in the bank.
(Pills rattle)
(Ringing tone)
It's time.
* DANIEL SPALENIAK: Night
How is he?
They won't say.
He wrote to me while I was gone,
but I didn't write back.
What if he doesn't wake up, Mum? What if...
What if he dies thinking that I didn't care about him?
He's not going to die.
He's got something to live for.
You.
Come back to the palace, darling. It's not safe here
and there's nothing you can do.
I'm not leaving him again.
I'm rooting for you, bodyguard.
* I open up my eyes
* The dream, it's changing and I'm not surprised
12 bedrooms and 16 baths?
Your parents' country house
makes the palace sound quaint.
I'd prefer it to be smaller.
Then I could make a case for us to be in the same bedroom.
My mum and dad are old-fashioned.
They'll put you down the hall from me.
That's too bad.
I always respect the rules of the house.
Oh. Don't be too respectful.
My parents are very heavy sleepers.
(Phone rings)
What is it?
(Tires screech)
Someone tried to shoot my brother.
I guess they think it's me.
Was the firing squad really necessary?
I apologize.
You were traveling without a security detail.
The King's orders were to make sure you were safe.
To make sure I was safe or to make sure I had an alibi?
Sir?
Never mind.
(Message alert)
(Beeps)
'When I heard about the shooting,
I thought maybe you'd gone straight to the nuclear option.'
No. I was on the plane with Greta.
Eleanor wants me to come home.
'What? Why?'
- Because of Jasper. - 'Who's Jasper?'
The bodyguard? The love of Len's life. He got shot.
'I don't know who you're talking about.
You know I don't give a shit about the help.
You're not coming home.
We've been working up to this moment for months.
We may not get another chance.
Are we alone?'
I sent Greta on ahead to the house.
- 'Do you have the device?' - Yeah. It's right here.
'Stick it in her father's computer
before or after you stick it in her.
It will override the password protection
and clone his hard drive.'
She thinks I'm here to take our relationship to the next level.
'So make it worth her while.
Mow that beav and give her a story
she can tell her grandkids.
Stay the course, my young apprentice.
I'm dying.
Taking down Robert may be the last great thing I do.
Hold on.'
Uhh...
Aaargh-uhh-uhh!
All the King's Men!
You could have warmed it up.
Don't be such a baby.
That's not till later.
(Giggles)
'What the hell are you doing?'
A nuru massage.
They say it's the height of erotic pleasure.
'I'm using whatever time I have left
to cross a few items off my bucket list.'
Or, as I call it, my "suck-it list".
Or, even better, my "f..."
(Ends call)
(Laughter)
INGRID: Well, all I can say is
thank God that bullet missed King Robert.
LIAM: Yes. Thank God.
Please tell the Queen we have the very best security here.
You'll be perfectly safe.
Of course he will.
It's not like they were shooting at him.
Father, be nice.
It must have been a very difficult day.
For the record, I'd like to see whoever pulled the trigger
wind up with their head on a pike!
Did you know Greta used to have
your picture on her wardrobe door?
Mother, please.
She wouldn't go to sleep until she'd kissed you good night.
The truth is, she was obsessed with you.
So I want to know what she slipped into your drink
to make you come up here.
Come on, I'll give you the grand tour.
Your speech in South London
has had over 15 million views.
And *KingsBodyguard is trending off the charts.
People are asking who he is.
- Shall we release his name? - Not yet.
I'll prepare a statement.
Um...
"Please join me in praying for
the swift recovery of my bodyguard.
Violence will never win."
That's good.
Add "keep calm and carry on".
Nobody ever tires of that.
Your hands are shaking.
I'm sorry, but how can you?
Keep calm, I mean, when...
people are shooting at you?
Well, ejecting from a flaming fighter plane at 30,000 feet
tends to steady one's resting heart-rate.
Have a sip of this.
(Exhales) Thank you.
Just to be clear, that isn't the one drink that you promised me.
About that... Um...
I've been thinking...
I know how important this decision is to you.
I don't want to waste your time.
I can't be on the list.
I hope it's not about this assassination attempt.
It's not.
It's about my mother.
She gave up a life of aristocracy
to marry my father.
She never gave it a second thought.
Because she was in love?
Maybe I am a little afraid of the stakes, but...
..I'm even more afraid of it not being real.
I reconciled myself a long time ago to the fact
that I would have to marry as a duty to my country.
If I'm being honest, in my quieter moments,
I, uh... I hoped for something more.
I wish the same for you.
I really do.
Even if I am a little disappointed.
I will find you the perfect queen.
I know you will.
Right, I should go to the hospital.
Are you sure it's safe?
Whether it is or not, I should be with Jasper.
The people will want to know that the King is with
the man who took a bullet for him.
(Cheering)
(REPORTERS) Your Majesty! Your Majesty!
Do you think it's safe to return to South London?
My bodyguard was there for me in my hour of need.
I'm going to be here for his.
(REPORTERS) Your Majesty!
(Monitor beeps)
(Door opens)
Len...
Did you forbid Jasper from having contact with me?
Why would you ask me that?
Because, otherwise, he wouldn't have had to sneak me letters through Liam.
Did you, Robby?
"Forbid" is such a strong word.
I asked Jasper to give you some space.
Right.
I watched him tear your soul apart last Christmas.
It's natural for me to want to protect you...
It's not your place.
I'm an adult, Robby. I don't need protection.
Very well.
I'm sorry if I overstepped.
It's not all your fault.
I'm the one that chose to stay away.
Look at everything you've done in the last few months.
It's no coincidence that has happened
while you two have been separated.
When you haven't been distracted by Jasper.
How can you call the man who just saved your life "a distraction"?
I appreciate what he did.
- Really? - But it is his job.
Mm.
Dad told you to be great.
And, Len, you have done that.
The HotEleanor project?
He'd be so proud of you.
Dad also said to choose love.
Just...think about it.
If Jasper recovers
and I hope he does,
what kind of life will you two have,
always hiding from his past?
I am sorry, but I want more than that for you.
* ..and I'll be coming back for you
Doctor!
* And I'll be coming back for you
(Music drowns speech)
* And I'll be coming back for you
(Door opens)
* BRYDE: Wait
* Wait, nothing feels the same...
We won't know the severity of the damage until he wakes up.
* ..nothing feels like you do, messing with my brain...
Is this okay?
Of course.
Studies have shown human contact
is essential to recovery.
* ..do this right
* Held up in the harshest light...
Hi.
I read your letters.
I'm sorry I didn't reply, I was just...
..being scared.
And stubborn and stupid.
I'm here now. Okay?
* ..uninterrupted, we could leave it ring
* We could leave it ring out
* Wait
* I can feel the pain bubble...
I'm right here, baby.
Come back to me.
LIAM: You know Sir Elton?
Oh, yes, yes. He was my first client.
I was working for the minimum wage as a bank teller back then,
just round the corner from his record label.
And, one day, he came in with an advance check,
more money than either of us had ever seen before.
I was quite full of bluster back then.
How do you think I convinced him to work with me?
I told him I never listen to music,
that the only thing I wanted was to make him money.
Invest well for one man
and the world beats a path to your door,
it's how you build an empire.
Or you could just inherit one.
I don't take my good fortune for granted.
I have to admit, I was rather impressed,
when Greta said she'd invited the Prince of England home for the weekend.
Don't get me wrong, she's had gents here before.
But there always seemed to be some sort of angle.
- How so? - Well...
I'm sure they fancied her on some level,
but, by the end of the weekend,
all they wanted was a stock tip
or an introduction to one of my famous clients.
They wanted what I'd built...
..more than they wanted my daughter.
Now, you clearly don't need anything from me.
So, what is it?
What are you after?
Maybe I'm not after anything.
Maybe I just like your daughter.
Maybe.
(Knock at door)
Come in.
- Hey. - (Monitor bleeping)
You know Jasper has always had this...
..crazy effect on me.
Well, at least it's mutual.
What do you mean?
I almost went to jail for treason,
because he was trying to protect you from a press leak.
And, by the way, if he thinks that getting shot
is gonna make me forgive him, he's wrong.
(Monitor bleeping)
I guess he and I do have a way of distracting each other.
Excuse me?
Nothing.
- How's Sara Alice? - She, um...
She saw a news report on the TV in my office
that a bodyguard was down.
They didn't say that it was Jasper, but...
She knows he's Robby's detail.
I promised her once that her parents were gonna be okay
and I was very, very wrong about that.
I'm not gonna make that girl another promise that I'm not sure that I can keep.
Would it be okay if I spoke to her?
I haven't seen her yet, so...
Yeah. I think she'd like that.
Okay.
Will you stay with him?
Of course.
Okay.
Don't go anywhere.
Number three has quite an impressive pedigree.
Her father's in the House of Lords.
Yes, I'm pretty sure Daddy bought her a new nose.
Really? Well...she looks beautiful.
She looks beautiful, but what about the children?
They'll end up with her old schnozz
and the tabloids will have a field day, saying
they couldn't possibly be Robert's biological children.
I'll save us all the agony.
Let's face it, they're all a bunch
of vacuous, social-climbing sluts.
By the way, what happened to number one?
This list begins at two.
I think maybe it was Kathryn.
Oh.
Excuse me.
Hi. I'm looking for a little girl. Her name's Sara Alice.
She's about yay high.
That's me! I'm Sara Alice!
(Gasps) What? What? No way!
I don't think so, I think you're way too tall.
Plus, the little girl I knew didn't have all of her teeth.
It really is me! I've got new teeth.
- Oh! - I'm so happy to see you.
But I'm mad at you for not writing back.
Oh, honey.
I wanted to write to Jasper. But it's complicated. Okay?
Not Jasper.
Me! I wrote you a bunch of letters.
You did? Where did you send them?
I wrote your name on them
and put them in the mailbox outside the palace.
Oh, I see. I don't think that's quite how it works,
but I think I might know where we can find them.
Are you up for a little adventure?
- Yes. - Yeah? Cool.
- What's this? - This is Jasper.
Is he going to be okay?
Of course he is. I promise.
(Clears throat)
How's he doing, Mr. Hill?
He's stable, Your Majesty.
I understand the Queen was angry at you
for letting me go to South London.
I was angry with myself for letting you go.
With all due respect,
the next time I make a security recommendation,
you damn well better listen.
Noted.
Any updates on the investigation?
MI5 found the sniper's nest,
but there wasn't any solid evidence.
All we know is that someone scouted that location.
It was planned in advance.
Well, maybe they should have spent less time planning
and more time working on their aim.
Can I have a moment alone?
I told Princess Eleanor that I'd stay.
Just a moment.
Please.
(Bleeping)
(Voice echoes) Now tell me all your secrets.
My sister and I used to come up here all the time when we were little.
We'd pretend that we were
British intelligence officers trading secrets.
I didn't know you had a sister.
You've never mentioned her.
Lise.
She died a few summers ago.
I'm so sorry.
We weren't exactly close in those last few years, but...
..I miss her.
What happened?
We were on different tracks.
I wanted to be an artist, so I studied photography.
Lise had a brain for numbers,
so my father sent her to the most exclusive private schools
and took her on trips around the world
to meet all his clients.
He was grooming her to take over his empire.
And then...
suddenly....she was gone.
Now every time he looks at me,
he's reminded of what he lost.
When Robert's plane went down,
all the expectation shifted to you.
I didn't know you then, but, in that moment,
I felt like I did.
Will you show me some of your photos?
No.
I haven't looked at them in years.
They're probably terrible.
I want to see them.
Assuming we can get back without dying of starvation.
This one is Cambridge-educated,
active in several children's charities and...
she looks like she could be Scarlett Johansson's long-lost sister.
She has sneaky eyebrows.
- I could never trust her. - (Sighs)
I'm aware I'm being picky.
I'm just not certain that any of these women
have what it takes to...
..replace me.
To be honest, Your Majesty...
..I'm quite certain none of these women will ever replace you.
Thankfully, whoever it is
will have the benefit of your guidance
every step of the way.
You're very wise, Willow.
You select the contenders. I trust your judgement.
Yes, ma'am.
And, Willow, I appreciate your honesty.
Thank you for everything you do for this family.
Greta showed me some of her old photographs.
They're quite striking. She has real talent.
(INGRID) That's right.
She used to dabble with that old film camera.
Turned her closet into a dark room.
She spent hours in there.
Do you remember, dear?
Yes, I used to think it was all the chemicals
that were killing her brain cells.
What do you think of the pheasant? I shot it myself.
It's good.
You and I should go shooting tomorrow.
There's no better way of getting to know a man than to put a gun in his hands.
It kind of makes him... honest.
Well, I appreciate that, sir,
but I believe Greta and I have plans.
I'm going to dig one of my old cameras out
and take some pictures of Liam out by the bluffs.
That's a great idea.
You win a few photography awards at prep school
and somehow you get it into your head you can make a life out of it.
Then technology comes along
and puts a highly sophisticated
digital camera in everyone's pocket.
Now no one feels they're living
unless they're snapping every insignificant moment.
Lise and I used to joke about it all the time.
Guess what?
I don't give a damn what you had for breakfast.
But what Greta does is different.
She uses her camera to find a way
to capture a person's soul.
That is...
if you have one.
I'll tell you what.
When you're the one supporting her career as an artist,
you can have an opinion.
It doesn't sound like you've ever supported her career.
- Liam, it's fine. - I've always felt
that the Royal Family were at its best
when they were seen, but not heard.
Greta has true greatness inside her.
Not just as an artist,
but as a person.
And to not see that...
..is a tragedy.
ELEANOR: Let me guess. That one's Jasper?
How did you know?
I'd know those eyebrows anywhere.
What's this?
It's the flower that grows from your heart.
If it's empty, it can't grow.
* AQUILO: Waiting
But when your heart is full...
the flower can bloom?
That's cool.
(Door opens)
Forgive me, Your Highness. We need to get back to the hospital.
* ..back off, if you want...
Len?
Dad said choose love and be great
and I intend to do both.
* ..I'm waiting for you, darling
* Just say it and nothing will stand in your way
* I'm waiting for you, darling
* I'm waiting for the word...
I knew if I got shot, I'd get you home.
* ..waiting for you, darling
* Just say it and nothing will stand in my way
* K FLAY: High Enough
* I'm already high enough...
Mother?
* ..you got me, you got me good...
Where's my uncle?
(MUFFLED) Right here!
What do you want? I'm busy.
This is not what I meant when I told you to "find a purpose".
Cut me some slack, I'm dying!
Speaking of, shame that bullet missed you.
Be careful, Uncle. That could be considered high treason.
Good luck imprisoning a dead man.
Hey, you! Raccoon!
I see you have opposable thumbs.
Get ready to use them.
I owe your father an apology.
I shouldn't have been so confrontational.
Did you really mean all those things you said?
Of course I did.
You don't have to be so gentle with me.
I want you.
It's just... I don't want to disrespect your parents...
..any more than I already have tonight.
I hope that's okay.
Okay.
But if you change your mind, I'm right down the hall.
Let's go ahead and bring them in.
Assuming they're all interested.
In being the future Queen of England?
I would imagine so.
Ironically, the best candidate is the one who wants it least.
Someone who's immune to the glitz and the glamor.
Your Majesty...
I'm sorry. I don't mean to keep trying to persuade you.
It's undignified.
When I was a little girl,
my grandfather gave me a music box.
Inside, there was this beautiful fairytale palace -
white towers, blue spires.
It played Fur Elise.
I used to stare at it for hours,
listening to the music
and wondering what it would really be like to be a Royal.
I'm not completely immune.
No one is.
I guess some of us hide it better than others.
Are you okay?
It's easy to pretend I am in the middle of the day.
But when the night sets in...
..I can't help think someone out there wants me dead.
You said that your biggest fear was your marriage not being real.
Well, I'm not afraid of the bullets.
I'm afraid of not being relevant to my people.
They are angry and confused, and they're desperate.
How can I prove to them that I really care?
I think you start by telling them
exactly what you just told me.
Liam?
What are you doing in here?
This damn house is worse than the palace.
I get completely lost.
Looking for what?
For you.
* VOK: Breaking Bones
(Beeping)
(Buzzes)
(Ends call)
Good morning, bodyguard.
Now, the press have been asking about you.
It's only a matter of time before they dig up your past
and find out all those sordid details.
So, we've come up with a cover story.
Oh, hello, darling. You need to hear this, too.
Jasper Frost is an American Intelligence agent,
who came to the palace under deep cover
to infiltrate an international theft ring.
That's actually pretty good. You're saying I'm CIA?
I'm not saying it. You are.
Press conference in one hour.
Mum, no, that's far too soon. He needs more time to rest.
He's been lying around for days. No time to rest.
The timing here is critical.
There is one catch.
We can't have a princess dating a CIA operative.
At least not publicly.
I'll give you a moment.
That's okay.
I'd rather have half a life with you,
then a full life with anyone else.
* LONDON GRAMMAR: Hell To The Liars
* Hell to the liars...
ROBERT: 'It hurts me greatly that someone out there wanted me dead.
But their pain is my responsibility.'
There is violence and injustice in South London every single day.
It's not suddenly more important to make a change
because it happened to the King.
We must act.
We will act.
But my part in the action is only possible
because of this man who saved my life.
I am forever in his debt.
* ..hell to the righteous ones...
(Crowd applauds)
* ..here's to them...
(Applause continues)
* ..the grey-suited walkers...
(ENGLISH ACCENT) I guess a lot of people
have been asking questions about me.
TV: 'So I hope I can provide some answers.
They say, "The truth will set you free."
Well, the truth is...
(AMERICAN ACCENT) ..I'm not British, I'm American.'
(Crowd gasps)
TV: 'I hope my accent wasn't too offensive.
You see...'
my father was a small-time con man from Las Vegas, Nevada.
He taught me how to work an angle.
Any time, any place, anywhere.
(Exhales)
TV: 'But one thing he never taught me was how to be a decent person.
When I arrived at the palace, I wasn't a great guy. I wasn't even a good guy.'
But a lot's changed for me.
- (Cameras click) - I've changed.
And I consider it a matter of honor
to take a bullet for your King.
In fact, I'd take a bullet for
any member of the Royal Family,
because, in many ways, they've become the family that I never had.
(Barrage of questions)
Rob Jobson. Was the Royal Family aware of your past?
Of course we were.
But everyone deserves a second chance.
He asked for one
and I think our faith was proved well-founded.
- (Reporters clamor) - Harper Day.
I would like to know if there's a woman in your life.
And, if so, who is she?
* ..way above us
* Seeing no one free...
Yes.
Yes, there is.
'My heart's been taken by a very beautiful woman.
I'm not gonna tell you who she is, but...
we look forward to a very long and full life together.
And we appreciate your consideration at this time.'
Just one follow-up question.
Will your injuries keep you from your duties at the palace?
No.
I fully intend to return to work
as His Majesty's security detail.
Because, in my experience,
these things have a way of working themselves out.
(Crowd applauds)
* ..hell to the rest of us
* Here's to the things you love
(Music box plays Fur Elise)
LIAM: Looks like we've both been busy.
Tell me you got to his computer.
I did.
And?
Boone was right.
About everything.
We've got it.
The doctor said it's important to get on your feet
and get your blood flowing.
So, I say we try both.
* Hey!