Reign Quotes
You know that as a Queen, you put on an act. You can't always show what's in your heart. The same is true for being a wife. If Francis isn't sharing his heart with you, pretend you don't see. You'll withhold your own secrets from him soon enough. I'm sorry, but you must give up this dream and accept this distance between you. If you need solace, find it elsewhere, in a separate life, with your own work. And if you find that the crown weighs too heavily, well then line it with velvet. That's what I do.
Catherine
Mary, I know that you think I belittle your marriage by comparing it to mine, but that is not why I talk to you the way I do. I walked this road first, that's all, and I learned if you hold on to foolish romantic expectations, it will make it that much harder.
Catherine
Catherine: I suppose you mean infertility because no man has any inkling about women's problems. Oh, I spent 10 years suffering the same uncertainty.
Mary: And yet you torment me.
Catherine: All in good fun. But is Francis pressing you about it?
Mary: He submitted that it bothers him and he's become distant. He doesn't share his problems with me like he used to. If this goes on, what will our marriage become?
Catherine: Normal, especially for a royal. A crown changes everything.
Well, if we're to remain here, perhaps we could entertain each other. You could tell me why you need to get to Beauvais.
Catherine
Kenna: Lola, we're women. We're not allowed to have things of our own. Legally Bash even owns my coal sticks and my lip rouge. I would like to see him try and take those away.
Lola: I don't have a husband, or a family anymore. Legally no one has a right to what is mine, so if I can get some money of my own, I can keep it. And I will.
Mary: But peasants? You have never cared about them.
Catherine: Oh! I may not care about peasants individually, but in general, I care a great deal. And so should you. Our gowns, our crowns, our chateaus - they all depend on the good will of the commoner for a very good reason. There are 20 million of them and one small family of royals. We must have their love. Thank heavens I can buy it.
Mary: Francis, I don't want to play a part with you. I don't want to pretend that I am happy when I am not.
Francis: Mary...
Mary: I know that I insisted you tell me what was wrong, but it was harsh to hear just the same. I didn't realize how disappointed you were for not giving you a child, but I am glad that you were honest with me. That's what we need the most from each other. Give me time. I'll come to terms with it.
Mary: Do you worry that I can't bear you a child?
Francis: Yes! I worry because as a King and as a man I want heirs. Is that what you want to hear? Does it bring us closer for you to know that your failure disappoints me beyond words? Have I answered you fully? Are we done with this relentless interrogation?
Mary: When you told me you hadn't lost hope...
Francis: I lied. Mary, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. I wish...
Mary: For something I can't give you. Well, I asked you for the truth and you certainly gave it to me. I don't need to hear anymore.
Honestly, is Greer dragging out the suspense to make a grander entrance? Will she be arriving on flying swans?
Catherine
Francis: Mary, I have already made my decision. I am informing the courts now, in writing, before Greer's wedding. My people will know of my decision before the day's end.
Mary: Your people? I thought we were to rule together! At your coronation, you said we would rule as a partnership.
Francis: Mary, I can't always be your husband first. Sometimes I have to be King.
You and Mary with all your ideals will destroy this country. In the name of justice and tolerance you will drive your people to civil war.
Narcisse
Francis: You're not going anywhere. You're thinking that if you were my father, you'd be dead by now.
Narcisse: But apparently you're not your father. You went one better by killing him.
Francis: Against my word, all you have are the rantings of a deranged woman.
Narcisse: Who you are locking up so no one may hear what she has to say. As well you should, because in truth, no rumor could be as dangerous as fratricide. It's a crime against France, against God; anyone who commits it or even knows of it could be summarily put to death -- man, woman, King or Queen. Which is why I imagine your Queen knows nothing of this.
