Wolsey Summons More

Using a wonderful quill pen, black ink, parchment and a beautiful swirling script, CARDINAL WOLSEY is completing a letter summoning THOMAS MORE to visit him straight away at night, at WOLSEY's residence, Hampton Court Palace The letter is sealed in red sealing wax with Wolsey's personal seal, which is very beautiful, and taken by a series of courriers to a rowing boat. After some time, the letter arrives at More's residence where it is intercepted by MATTHEW who, after trying to work out what it is, gives it to MORE Is it anything interesting, Matthew? Bless you, sir. I don't know. Bless you too, Matthew. To be sure, we have some holy priests in England. Oh, name some. Brother James. Man's a simpleton. It's from Cardinal Wolsey. What's he want? Me. When? Now. In Hampton Court? You won't be there by midnight. The King's business. Queen's business. Mistress Anne Boleyn's business. Well, it's all the Cardinal's business. That's very true. And when the Cardinal calls, you all come running, day or night. What is the man? A butcher's son. Chancellor of England, too. No, that's his office. What's the man? Surely, Your Grace, when a man rises so high and so swiftly... ...we must think he was misplaced in his origins. That, at least, was the opinion of Aristotle and... A butcher's son and looks it. His looks, yes, I give you his looks. What was that you said, Richard? Nothing, Sir Thomas, it was out of place. And Wolsey's still a butcher. And you're a member of the King's High Council, not an errand boy. That is why I must go. The Duke would go if the Cardinal called him. I might. I'll be back for breakfast. Go to bed. "Dear Lord, give us rest tonight, or if we must be wakeful, cheerful. "Careful only for our soul's salvation. For Christ's sake. Amen. " And bless our lord, the King. "And bless our lord, the King. " Amen! Excuse me, gentlemen. Goodnight, Your Grace. Keep clear of Wolsey, Thomas. He's a frightened man.