Lord Robert
:
When you are Queen...
Elizabeth
:
I am not...
[whispering]
Elizabeth
:
I am not Queen yet!
Lord Robert
:
You will be. Elizabeth, Queen of England. A court to worship you, a country to obey you, poems written celebrating your beauty, music composed in your honor, and they will mean nothing to you. I will mean nothing to you.
Elizabeth
:
[laughs gaily]
How could you ever be nothing to me? Robert, you know you are everything to me.