I will fight.
-You will lose.
Then I will sound a defeat so loud our enemies quake to hear it. They shall know the English Catholics suffer in silence no longer. What we have done, what we have dared shall put the fear of God in them.
You make me unafraid.
-I would rather make you terror-stricken so that you might live.
Knowing you, Anne, has made me a better man. It's made me the best man I could be.
My judgment day has come. You must live so that I may die a good death, knowing you're alive. I leave all my love with you.
Stand by me, Tom, and we will die together.
And what of your part?
You cannot be surprised when those you persecute turn on you. No more wine for me. I'll take vinegar.
Mr Garnet, it is expected you should recant.
-God forbid I had never any such meaning. I meant to die a true and perfect follower of Christ. "Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my soul."