(upbeat orchestral music) - Do you know why we asked you here?
- Because I'm an asset to any gathering, Ma'am?
- Victoria is not a fan.
- May I speak?
- If there is time in your busy schedule of dinners with regicidal anarchists.
- They get off to a fractious start.
He winds Victoria up about despotic rule in Europe and the fact that power should belong with the people and one doesn't know how serious he is about that but he is serious enough to really annoy her.
- If I was not a Frenchman, I should wish to be an Englishman.
- And if I were not an Englishman, I should wish to be an Englishman.
- Palmerston is the antithesis to everything Albert is.
He's anything but trustworthy.
- If the queen continues to surround herself with them foreigners, I can't be answerable for the consequences.
- John Russell, the poor, put upon Prime Minister basically tries to keep Lord Palmerston in control and fails miserably.
- I sometimes have to remind myself that you're foreign secretary.
- And what is diplomacy but a balancing act?
- They're a fantastic kind of comic duo.
- You've such a vulgar following, Palmerston.
- There's nothing vulgar about the British public, Russell.
- I would say 70% of his time was picking up the pieces after the bomb had gone off that Palmerston had created.
- Perhaps I should take you.
- You shall do no such thing, - My master has spoken, another time perhaps.
- He loved gambling, he loved racing, he loved women.
- He was great with the people, great at creating hats thrown in the air situations.
- Definitely a man about town, twinkly eyed chap.
- Palmerston, eh?
Make sure you stay out of sight girls.
No woman is safe.
(giggling) - He's the rogue of the piece.
He's cheeky and very bright and somewhat of a womanizer.
The British public is like a beautiful woman and I wish to glory in her smiles.
(upbeat orchestral music)
