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The Crown

Netflix original drama The Crown dropped its fourth season November 9th, 2022.

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Princess Di

The People’s Princess navigates the challenges of a relationship in the public-eye outside of London, England.

Princess Diana, The Crown, Netflix, Left Bank Pictures, Sony Pictures Television Production UK, Sony Pictures Television, Elizabeth Debicki

“That’s what they said?” — Princess Di

“This is classic Charles. On the one hand, he says he wants this holiday to be a second honeymoon, then he invited Cousin Norton and wife Penny to join us. Those two are so much part of the Highgrove furniture, Camilla might as well be here herself. Oh, I know. My goddaughter, Leonora. She’s in remission. You know how it is. Once can never be sure.” — Princess Di

“Hello. Can I have a squash?” — Princess Di

“I just wanted to say how happy I am that we’re doing this.” — Princess Di

“Well, come on, then. Let’s blow them away.” — Princess Di

“Some beaches, perhaps? And water sports? And shopping? Some people might like to go shopping.” — Princess Di

“Thanks for sticking up for me. That was brave. Special treat. You get to choose between a bedtime story or… don’t tell your father. God no. Off to read the classics. Get an early night. I love you too, my darlings.” — Princess Di

“Bye, Charles. We’ll miss you while we’re having all the fun! I know the Queen thinks the royal yacht is perfect in every way, but as a… an intimate space for newlyweds, it’s like a floating observation tank. Every… awkward silence and stilted conversation between bride and gloom glaringly obvious to each and every one of the 200 crew.” — Princess Di

“What? What’s this about us going home? We’re supposed to be here for two weeks. It isn’t the university. It’s a summer school for tourists. It’s not essential. This is our holiday. It’s a rare opportunity for us to be together with the boys as a family. I know you struggle with that, which is why I agreed to you bringing your friends along to entertain you. And I even agreed to do the photo call today, requested by your people so the lie could be paraded to the world’s media about what an adoring husband you are, on one condition. That you actually are one!” — Princess Di

“Sir. Thank you.” — Princess Di

“Will you dance with me before I scream? I’m so jealous you get to jump on a plane and escape out of here tomorrow, back to normality. I’m stuck here for another two weeks. You can judge the health of a family by the state of the marriages within it. And look. Anne and Mark. Look at Andrew and Sarah. Charles and me. I don’t give any of us more than six months. And what happens then, when the family falls apart? I say the institution falls apart. And then… the presentation and appearance…” — Princess Di

Queen Elizabeth II

“I am delighted to join you in Clydebank today for the launch of this, the latest royal yacht. I hope that this brand-new vessel, like your brand-new queen, will prove to be dependable and constant. Capable to weathering any storm. I now take great pride in naming this ship, ‘Britannia.’ I wish success to her. And to all who sail in her.”

“Aah… aah… occupational hazard, I’m afraid. Not sure I want to know. It makes no sense. In terms of diet and behavior, I’ve not changed a thing. And for women? All right. Half a stone. By the end of summer. Oh yes, heavenly Scotland. Thought slightly less heavenly without the cream teas. Oh, probably my second. That’s a rather personal question. There is another that’s even more special to me.”

“Thank you.”

“Charles and Diana seem to be the happy couple again. What a blessing that would be. For everyone. What was what? Right. I’m off. One last day cutting ribbons in Morecambe, then feet up for the summer.”

“As patron of the Church Urban Fund, I am aware of the vast challenges faced by this community and many others across the diocese. The Milk Marketing Board is among the most enduring and resilient of Britain’s commercial enterprises. This state-of-the-art dairy complex is testament to the continuing vitality of British udders is testament to the continuing vitality of British udders.”

“It has been a great pleasure to learn more about intermodal containers. Representing a growing 30% of the European freight market, it is clear that intermodal containers are Lancashire’s ticket to a bright future.”

“Don’t say that. What are the options? I should say. Yes. He’s coming with his wife, Dora. No, that’s not right. Nora. N-n… Norma. What’s that?”

“Oh, she won’t mind that.”

“Good morning. Oh, this looks very good. Hello, darling. Ooh, yes please. Thank you.”

“Looks like more rain on the way. I shouldn’t be surprised. It is the west coast of Scotland. I don’t suppose you’ve seen The Sunday Times? Oh, morning, Robert. Because I checked. Apparently, it has been delivered. When you find it, I’ll be on deck.”

“Where? Oh, good spot. A stinky minke. Oh yes. If you say so, dear. Really? Must we? No.”

“Tim? No, he’s been with us for a while. Because you’re married. Reliable. Sensible. Agreeable. I think we ought to get back to lighthouses.”

“Oh… hello. Hello, Martin. The weather never disappoints me here. Hello, you. Have you been for a nice walk? Hello, darling. Hello, Mummy. Hmm.”

“I did. Why is everyone being odd? It started on the royal yacht. People being odd with me. You’re being odd now. What’s going on? Don’t you think I ought to be the judge of that? Do you still have a copy?”

“Come on, Rum. Come on, heel to. Heel to. Good, keep up. Well done. Let’s go. Good dog! Good dog!”

“Prime Minister. Tea? Did you come by train? Oh, of course. You’re a busy man. Every minute counts. But I’m a great believer in coming by sea. Instead of three hours door to door, it can take as long as two weeks on the royal yacht. Wonderful day to decompress. And as my great-great-grandmother, who started the Western Isles Tour, said, ‘let time slow down so that one breathes freedom and peace, making one forget the world and its sad turmoil.’ I am aware the comparison between Queen Victoria and me has been made recently in the newspapers and intended as criticism. What people fail to understand is, I see any similarity with Queen Victoria as a compliment. Attributes people use to describe her, constancy, stability, calm, duty, I would be proud to have describe me.”

“And speaking of the royal yacht, it has now become clear that a small refit, a teeny-tiny little refreshment and refurbishment, is required to keep her in tip-top shape. I am aware the costs for its maintenance are borne by the government, not by the Palace, and so here I am, coming to you, Prime Minister. On bended knee. For the sign-off. But I’m hoping that will be a formality.”

“But she isn’t a luxury. Prime Minister, there has always been a royal yacht, going all the way back to King Charles II. She is a central and indispensable part of the way the Crown serves the nation. And the revenue she has generated doing so is incalculable.”

“When I came to the throne, all my palaces were inherited. Windsor, Balmoral, Sandringham. They all bear the stamp of my predecessors. Only Britannia have I truly been able to make my own. Perhaps for that reason, the connection between me and the yacht is very much deeper than a mode of transport or even a home. From the design of the hull to the smallest piece of china, she is a floating, seagoing expression of me.”

“I hope we can agree that, as sovereign, I have made very few requests, let alone demands, in return for the service I have given this country. Perhaps the reason I have held back is in the hope that when I actually do, people don’t just take it seriously. So, I would like this government’s reassurance, your reassurance, that the costs for the refurbishments will be met, and for you to inform me as soon as the arrangements are in place. Now, the Ghillies Ball tonight. I have to ask, are you a dancer?”

“Ah. Oh yes. Are we ready? Oh, did you see? Not that I ever witness any of it. The real fun only starts when I go to bed. Can I count on you for a full report? Good night. Shall we slip away?”

Prince Charles

“Really? Should I cover my ears? This story is running when? When I’ll be in Italy with the family. Yes. Right.”

“What’s the latest? Hello, darling.”

“What do you think? Shall we… give them some of the old magic? Come on.”

“So the route I propose that we take is from Naples to Ischia, where Girabaldi spent some time recuperating after being injured in the Italian Wars of Independence. Am I right? Then on to Capri, to see the ruins of the magnificent Villa Jovis. Then down to the Amalfi Coast, on to Sicily, with a final stop in Olbia, on Sardinia, for a private view of the Museo Archeologico there. Were there any other requests? There will, of course, be beaches along the way. And noisy water sports. Shopping? A show of hands. Would anyone, apart from Diana, like to go shopping? When the entire point of being on a beautiful yacht like this is that we can escape from hordes of people indulging in retail as recreation. Then we’ll go shopping.”

“These Italian friars… what year was it set? 1327.”

“Built in AD 27 by… Tiberius. Some people say that Tiberius escaped to Capri because he could no longer endure the machinations of his mother’s court in Rome. Not something I could ever understand. But after a long, successful career as general and emperor…”

“Isn’t it extraordinary how two people’s understanding of fun could be so wholly different. When they suggested to us that Diani and I, that we should reassure the public about the strength of our marriage by coming on a second honeymoon, I said, ‘you obviously weren’t the first one.’ Yes. Did I? Oh!”

“The irony is, I’m the only person this marriage does make gloomy. It seems to lift the rest of the world up. When we’re together in public, I can’t deny it is magical. We’re the perfect team. Yet in private… listen to me… after everything you’ve been through with your girl. It’s a dreadful, wicked disease. You’ve all been so wonderfully strong. Is it important?”

“Oh, yes. Yes, I saw that. ‘An aging monarch, too long on the throne, whose remoteness from the modern world has led people to grow tired not just of her, but the monarchy itself.’ Any reaction from the Queen? Doesn’t that tell you everything? I’d like you to arrange a meeting with the prime minister as soon as we’re back. We’ll think of a suitable pretext.”

“It turns out there’s a… a diary conflict through no fault of mine, and I have to get back. Yes, I know, Diana. But plans change! I have a commitment at Oxford University. It is to me. What’s that?”

“Prime Minister. So kind of you to come. Uh, before we begin, I wonder, did your office let anyone at Buckingham Palace know we were meeting? Probably for the best. There are two reasons I asked if I could see you today. The first, conserving our built heritage. I wonder, did you receive the copy of my book? I don’t suppose you found time to flick through it? Reading it, I’m sure you thought, ‘what an old fogey.’ ‘How stuck in the past he is with his loathing of modernism and change.’ Why? You’d have been right to. I am fixated by the past. By tradition. Preserving it. Conserving it. But none of us is exclusively one thing. Human beings are too interesting for that. You yourself are full of fascinating contradictions.”

“Coming from Brixton, a multicultural, working-class part of London, one might have expected you either to have concealed your past in order to fit with the Tories, or to have a more socialist viewpoint and become a rising star in the Labour Party. Precisely. You not only refuse to deny your contradictions, you don’t see them as contradictions. Which makes you a far more interesting, more complex, more impressive person. And… I hope that the same can be said of me. Which brings me to the second reason for our meeting. You saw the, uh… the recent poll? And Sunday Times article about the Queen?”

“What were your conclusions? True. Not a reassuring one. Dangerous to ignore them. There must have been many polls around the time of Mrs. Thatcher’s departure? I’m sure many wanted the Iron Lady to go on forever, but what makes the Conservative Party the successful electoral force that it is? Its instinct for renewal and it’s willingness to make way for someone younger. For almost 60 years, my great-great-grandfather, Edward VII, was kept waiting in the wings. It was said that Queen Victoria had no confidence in him. Thought him dangerous. Free-thinking. He longed to be given responsibilities, but his mother refused. Even forbade him from seeing state papers. And yet, when his time came, he proved his doubters wrong, and his dynamism, his intellect, his popular appeal made his reign a triumph.”

“I’m saying, what a pity it was. What a waste. That his… voice, his… his presence, his vision wasn’t incorporated earlier. It would have been so good. For everybody. You’re coming to Balmoral? For the Ghillies Ball? Well, then you’ll have an opportunity to, uh… judge for yourself whether this institution that we all care about so deeply… is in safe hands. Now to my questions about our built heritage and rural planning regulations.”

“Main thing to remember is you mustn’t follow him. Here we go. All right. Prime Minister, I understand you, um… you had an audience with the Queen today. I know I shouldn’t ask, but, uh, I just hope it plays well with the public. The, um… the refit to Britannia. This is what she asked you for? Sometimes these old things are… they’re too costly to keep repairing. I’ll leave you with that thought.”

Prince Philip

“What was that? That noise. There was a mechanical noise. There it is again.”

“How long’s the pressure been down on that valve? It shouldn’t come as a surprise she’s falling apart. She’s a creature of another age. Effectively, a World War II cruiser with soft furnishings. In many ways, she’s obsolete. Well, we’ve trouble with the main engine. Starboard boiler’s out of service. Sentimentally, I think we’d all prefer to stick with her. But we have to be realistic about the cost of repairs when she’s so obviously past her best. Are you seeing the prime minister in Balmoral next week? You might want to bring it up with him then. I’ll talk to the admiral and come up with some figures. But it’s the first time I’ve started to consider the unthinkable. A replacement.”

“Yes. She never stops. She never complains. She never puts a foot wrong. She’s utterly magnificent, and they print rubbish like this.”

“Very good. Ready. But you have to understand, it’s just upsetting to reduce the royal yacht to a cost-benefit equation. It’s offensive. Oh yes, I know, repairs are an economic inconvenience, but I would argue a minor one, next to the yacht’s enduring role as a national symbol. And her importance to the Queen personally. Boys, say good night to Mr. Major.”

Princess Anne

“Good morning, Admiral. Thank you.”

“Mummy. Why not? But yesterday was Saturday. And that, I think we can all agree, is The Sunday Times. What?”

“Look, there’s a whale! No. Look at the way it’s surfacing. It’s a minke. Probably smell it before we see it again, if we get any closer. Their blow smells of rotten cabbages. Oh, there she is! Pladda. There. Like a bulrush out of a pond. Isn’t she a beauty? It’s one of the last manned lighthouses in Scotland. Why don’t we pay her a visit? Come on. A bit of exercise is good for the figure. At our age, the weight does not stay off by itself. Come on.”

“People wonder why I find lighthouses so inspiring, but when you get to a place like this… new equerry? How come I never noticed? Only technically. What’s he like? Mmm. Those beacons of light, in an otherwise black and hopeless night, that reassure the lonely mariner they are not forgotten and will soon find land and home. And hope.”

Prime Minister

“Your Royal Highness. Sir. I don’t believe so, sir. I did. Knowing we were meeting today, I made a point of it. Not at all. Sir? I have never felt that because of my background, I should not be a Conservative. I don’t. I did. ‘Queen Victoria Syndrome.’ It’s just a poll, sir. Polls come and go. Equally dangerous to be guided by them.”

“What are you saying, sir? Yes. Very much looking forward to it.”

“Your Majesty. Thank you. Aeroplane. Then car. I’m just mindful that, before she left office, Mrs. Thatcher bequeathed the Palace an extremely generous civil list settlement. A deal that leaves the royal family richer than ever before. Given that this deal was designed precisely to forestall any awkward public debate on royal spending, I feel bound to at least raise the question of whether there’s a way you might consider bearing the cost yourselves.”

“It’s just, with the royal yacht being perceived as something of a luxury, there is a danger the Palace could be seen to be asking for too much. Isn’t she? But we’re in the midst of a global recession. Each penny of public spending is closely scrutinized. I worry that the government spending publicly money on the refurbishment of a lu– of a yacht might backfire. On us both. I understand.”

“The honor would be mine, Your Majesty. Good night. Good night. Of course. I see. Hmm. Where the rules are turned upside down for a day. Masters serving the slaves, and all disciplinary measures suspended for the night. You can, Your Majesty. Sir? Sir?”

“Shall we call it a night? Oh… but you just had a lovely family holiday. You and the Prince of Wales looked so happy.”

“When you imagine the problems you might be confronted with as prime minister, you imagine… tricky sessions at PMQs. The economy in free fall. Going to war. You never imagine this. The House of Windsor should be binding the nation together. Setting an example of idealized family life. Instead, the senior royals seem dangerously deluded and out of touch. The junior royals, feckless, entitled, and lost. And the Prince of Wales, impatient for a bigger role in public life, fails to appreciate that his one great asset is his wife. It’s a situation that can’t help but affect the stability of the country. And what makes it worse is, it feels it’s all about to erupt. On my watch.”

Princess Margaret

“Calm down, Rum. Come on. Back. Hello, you. We have, and I haven’t strangled her yet, which is a miracle. No, we didn’t. Don’t you look pretty? Doesn’t she look pretty, Mummy?”

“Some local history for you, if you’re interested. Queen Victoria held the first Gillies Ball in 1852, and there’s been one every year since. It began as a thank you to the gamekeepers and other servants and has since developed into something of a Saturnalia. If you know your classics.”

“I was just telling the prime minister that these things can get quite giddy.”

Queen Mother

“Hello, darling! Hello. We’ve had a lovely morning. We read the newspapers… …then we went on a long walk to discuss it all. Yes.”

“Will you do me the honor, Prime Minister? You know this is my favorite.”


“At John Brown’s yard on Clydeside the 4,000-ton royal yacht is ready for launching by Her Majesty. Thousands of dockworkers, many of whom helped to build the royal craft, give the Queen a royal reception as she walks past them to inspect the yacht. For many months, there has been speculation about the name of the new yacht, and there’s an air of expectancy as Her Majesty steps forward to perform the actual launching ceremony.”

“Her Majesty released the traditional bottle, not of champagne this time, but of Empire Wine. Soon, the Britannia will become a home for the Queen, the duke, and their children.”


“Aah, please, Your Majesty. And again. Lovely, thank you. Deep breath in. And out. And again. 122 over 80. If we could pop the stocking off, Your Majesty. Still betting the aches on the balls of the feet? At the risk of sounding like a broken record, the less time you spend on your feet, the better. Now, if I can invite you to come this way? Nine and a half stone. And the year before’s? As we get older, weight stays on and is harder to shift. For men, they say a stone a decade. Scotland as always? Is Balmoral your favorite home, would you say? I do apologize, ma’am, I… I don’t know what… what I was thinking.”

Prince Charle’s Assistant

“I had a call from the Sunday Times today, sir, regarding a poll they’ve conducted about the monarchy, and it’s interesting. When talking about the Queen, again and again, the same words came up. ‘Irrelevant.’ ‘Old.’ ‘Expensive.’ ‘Out of touch.’ Quite distinct from the way people talked about you, sir. No, on the contrary. They described you as ‘young,’ ‘energetic,’ ‘modern,’ ’empathetic.’ And when asked, almost half believe you would make an excellent king and would support an early abdication by the Queen in your favor. Sunday week, sir. Well, actually, we think the timing of the holiday is ideal. As you know, a big part of your appeal as future king is the prospect of the Princess of Wales as queen. So we’ve taken the liberty of briefing one or two friendly newspapers that it’s a… second honeymoon.”

“Good. Five minutes until boarding. Thank you. Five minutes until boarding.”

The Sunday Times, sir? It’s running tomorrow. I’ve managed to gain advance sight of it, and I think you’ll agree it’s pretty punchy.”

“To say the article’s had an impact would be an understatement. It’s provoked significant debate on radio and television with one particular phrase getting most attention. ‘Queen Victoria syndrome?’ My understanding is, she hasn’t seen it. That they’ve kept it from her to… protect her feelings.”

“The prime minster, Your Royal Highness.”

Prince William

“Alexandra! Leonora.”

“Me too.”

“Are you going back upstairs now? I love you, Mummy.”

“Good night, sir.”

Prince Harry


“Me! I want to go shopping.”

“Super Mario! Love you!”


“Good night, sir.”

Cousin Norton

“On Britannia, wasn’t it? Did you just say ‘bride and gloom?’ Oh… she let me comb her hair last week. The first time since it’s grown back. Do you know, it’s come back curly. I find myself slightly ashamed to think I actually preferred it that way. I’ll leave you to it.”

Major’s Wife

“We can’t. Not yet.”

“What’s the matter?”


“Okay. Let’s go. Hello. Hi.”


“They’re here! They’re here! Yes! Yeah! Good.”

“That’s mine!”

Royal Yacht Guest

“Yes, sir.”

“1327, actually.”

“Not bad.”

“Yeah, there won’t be any sharks.”

Royal Yacht Workers

“Since this morning, sir.”


“Good morning, Your Majesty. Oh, a bit wet for the arrival of the Princess Royal.”

“Your Royal Highness. Welcome aboard, Your Royal Highness.”

“Just arrived, sir. On her way, sir. Sir.”

“Your Majesty.”

“Move! Sorry, ma’am, you can’t read that. It’s not today’s. It’s yesterday’s. I mean, last week’s. But this is today’s Sunday Telegraph. Today’s Mail on Sunday, and the latest Racing Post.”

“The prime minister, Your Majesty.”

Tour Guide

“The most magnificent of the 12 imperial residences here in Capri.”

Robert Fellowes


“Have the newspapers been delivered? Has the Queen gone to breakfast? Make sure The Sunday Times is removed. Better still, thrown away. Under no circumstances can the Queen or Princess Royal be allowed to see it. Understood?”

“I’m sorry to disturb, sir. But I thought you should be aware of this. Good morning, Your Majesty. I’ll look into it, ma’am.”

“You asked to see me, ma’am. Ma’am? What started, ma’am? Am I? An unkind, silly, inaccurate article in The Sunday Times. Not worth thinking about. Ma’am.”


“Afternoon, Your Royal Highness. Welcome back to Balmoral.”


“Her Majesty the Queen.”

“Her Majesty the Queen.”


“Robert, got a bit of a problem.”

Woman on Radio

“… to tens of thousands of British families. Repossessions are now at records levels. In the first half of this year, 36,600 homes were taken over by building societies…”

“There’s a case for saying it’s the most difficult economic recession since the war. And it has struck right across the economy. It’s certainly been a very difficult year.”

“…trying to turn the Ukraine into an independent European country. They want to break away from Moscow, to turn their back on the leadership of Gorbachev and Yeltsin.”

“…to be aimed at the West in a bid to earn hard currency. The other Soviet republics…”



Princess Diana’s Assistant

“Those were the words they used. Second honeymoon. If one were to be charitable for a moment, they’ve been through a lot recently with their youngest.”

“May I have a word? It appears that there has to be an unfortunate curtailment to the holiday. A clash of diaries, I understand. Yes, the Prince of Wales is due to give a lecture at Oxford University.”


“Nine stone. Eight and three quarters.”


“Diana! Diana! Diana!”

“Smile towards the camera! Prince Charles!”


“Give us a wave, Your Majesty!”


“♪ Rule, Britannia ♪ Britannia, rules the waves ♪ Britons never… ♪”

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