Norfolk ( /ˈnɔrfək/) is a low-lying county in the East of England. It has borders with Lincolnshire to the west, Cambridgeshire to the west and southwest and Suffolk to the south. Its northern and eastern boundaries are the North Sea coast and to the north-west the county is bordered by The Wash. The city of Norwich is the county town at Norfolk which is fifth largest ceremonial county in England, with an area of 5,371 km² (2,074 sq mi).
Of the 34 non-metropolitan English counties, Norfolk is the seventh most populous, with a population of 850,800 (mid 2008). However, as a largely rural county it has a low population density, 155 people per square kilometre (or 401 per square mile). Norfolk has about one-thirtieth the population density of central London, the tenth lowest density county in the country, with 38% of the county’s population living in the four major built up areas of Norwich (195,000), Great Yarmouth (67,000), King's Lynn (41,000) and Thetford (22,000).The Broads, a well known network of rivers and lakes, is located towards the county's east coast, bordering Suffolk. The area has the status of a National Park and is protected by the Broads Authority. Historical sites, such as those in the centre of Norwich, also contribute to tourism.
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A filmmaker is given a commission to make a pop video but takes the money and attempts to complete his own long term film project. He takes to the road and tries to re-engage his old cast but finds them no longer interested in the film. Things go from bad to worse when the crew he has managed to recruit also decide to bail out. This is a film about perseverance in the face of adversity.
A film of a film within a film
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The story of "The Tolpuddle Martyrs". A group of 19th century English farm labourers who formed one of the first trade unions and started a campaign to receive fair wages.
Keywords: deportation, independent-film, labor-union, left-wing-politics, unionist
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A sequel to The Land That Time Forgot. Major Ben McBride organises a mission to the Antarctic wastes to search for his friend (Doug McClure) who has been missing in the region for several years. McBride's party find themselves in a world populated by primitive warriors and terrifying prehistoric creatures, all of whom they must evade in order to get back safely to their ship.
Keywords: aviation, backpacking, based-on-novel, binoculars, biplane, bow-and-arrow, bowie-knife, camera, campfire, cave
FIRST 'The Land That Time Forgot'. THEN 'At The Earth's Core'. NOW a fantastic incredible world of savage mystery...
The 7th continent - A lost world shut off by a wall of ice, roamed by beasts unknown to science, ruled by men lost to history, doomed to vanish in a chaos of leaping flames!
[hearing a dinosaur roar]::Ben McBride: What is it, Doc?::Norfolk: It can only be one thing. Prehistoric!::[they hear another roar]::Norfolk: Definitely prehistoric.::[they hear a woman's scream]::Norfolk: That's human.
[attempting to repair the damaged plane]::Hogan: God damn it! When I put you together you stay together!::[he accidentally puts his foot through the wing]::Hogan: Oh, no...
[Hogan is going insane and talking to his own reflection]::Hogan: Hogan? Yeah? If I don't get outta here you're gonna go bananas!
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On his deathbed Tudor-king Henry VIII remembers his long reign and especially the crucial part his six marriages played in it, without producing the male heir he desired most to prevent civil wars for the succession as England suffered before his father's ascent. His first queen, Spanish princess Kathryn of Aragon, had one fatal flaw: her children died, except daughter Mary, so he pressed Rome for an annulment, and when that failed out went cardinal Wolsey as chief minister and Henry made himself head of the Church of England instead of the papacy and married Anne Boleyn. When she too failed to produce a male heir, just princess Elisabeth, he had her head roll for 'infidelity'. The third queen, gentle Jane Seymour, died giving birth to sickly prince Edward. For diplomatic reasons Henry married minor princes Anne of Cleves, whose utter lack of female charms causes another annulment and the fall of Thomas Cromwell, who recommended her. Fifth is the lovely Catherine Howard, cousin of Anne Boleyn, but again childless and found to have been carnal with servants before and after her royal marriage, so also decapitated. Finally Catherine Parr, a young widow, stands at his deathbed.
Keywords: adultery, anne-boleyn, anne-of-cleaves, archbishop-of-canterbury, british-royal-family, burned-at-the-stake, caesarean-birth, caesaropapism, catherine-howard, catherine-of-aragon
Henry VIII: Wait, Anne. Only wait.::Anne Boleyn: Ah, then farewell to my young looks!
Thomas Cromwell: Your Grace.::Henry VIII: Whom can a man trust in this world when there is nothing real in it?::[showing Cromwell a miniature portrait of Anne of Cleves]::Henry VIII: Is this a true likeness?::Thomas Cromwell: Yes, sire, I think.::Henry VIII: Where are the great pits in her face?::Thomas Cromwell: She has a queenly manner, I think, sire.::Henry VIII: I like her not!::[shoving and shaking Cromwell]::Henry VIII: She is nothing fair and I like her not!
Thomas Cromwell: It lies within my power to make Your Majesty still more prosperous yet.::Henry VIII: But how would I ever reward you, Crom? You have it all: the Privy Seal, the Garter, Vicar General, the earldom of Essex and Lord Chamberlain. What more could I do for you?::Thomas Cromwell: Your Grace might box my head at times.::Henry VIII: [gives a huge laugh and playfully slaps Cromwell on the face] That would not be seemly. But I'm keeping his Lordship from his business.
Thomas Cromwell: Cromwell walks into the council chamber"You where in a great hurry gentlemen to begin without me"::Norfolk: As Cromwell is about to take his seat at the council table"Cromwell do not sit there.There is no place for you,traitors do not sit with gentlemen."::Thomas Cromwell: Cromwell mumbles "I'm no traitor"::Thomas Cromwell: Cromwell flings down his cap in rage and screams in a loud voice,"Upon your conscience am I a traitor?"::Thomas Cromwell: Cromwell tries to run out of the chamber but the guards seize him"Let me speak to the King"::Norfolk: The guards fling Cromwell up to the table facing The Duke of Norfolk,"No, Cromwell, but by your own law that no man accused of treason may attend his grace.Send to his house to take inventory,take him!"::Suffolk: As Cromwell is about to be led away,Suffolk walks slowly up to Cromwell, "Wait"Suffolk and the rest of the council except Cranmer who is disgusted,tear Cromwell's decorations from his person and give him a beating and a bloody nose.::Suffolk: Now take him away.
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Henry VIII of England discards one wife Katharine of Aragon, who has failed to produce a male heir, in favor of a young and beautiful woman, Anne Boleyn, whose one-thousand-day reign as Queen of England ends with the loss of her head on the block. Henry weds Ann and soon she gives him a child. The girl, Elizabeth, is a bitter disappointment to Henry, who desperately wants an heir. Anne promises Henry a son "next time," but Henry is doubtful. Shortly thereafter, rumors begin that the King's eye has already wandered. One Jane Seymour is at court for a moment. The Queen has her sent away, but, if Anne will bring Jane back to court, the King promises to sign the Act of Succession to insure that Elizabeth will be Queen.
Keywords: 1500s, 16th-century, adultery, ambition, aristocrat, arranged-marriage, baby, baby-born, bare-chested-male, based-on-play
He was King. She was barely 18. And in their thousand days they played out the most passionate and shocking love story in history!
Anne: But Elizabeth is yours. Watch her as she grows; she's yours. She's a Tudor! Get yourself a son off of that sweet, pale girl if you can - and hope that he will live! But Elizabeth shall reign after you! Yes, Elizabeth - child of Anne the Whore and Henry the Blood-Stained Lecher - shall be Queen! And remember this: Elizabeth shall be a greater queen than any king of yours! She shall rule a greater England than you could ever have built! Yes - MY Elizabeth SHALL BE QUEEN! And my blood will have been well spent!
Anne: She has the face of a simpering sheep. And the manners. But not the morals. I don't want her near me.
Duke of Norfolk: Each to his own conscience, son.::Norris: God keep me from yours.
Anne: Doesn't do that well. Not as well as I've known it done. But it's the one arm I want - for some God-knows-what reason. You do everything badly - everything awkwardly - and I love it the way you do it.
Anne: Won't you kiss your daughter?::King Henry VIII: I will kiss her when she's older - and when she has a brother!
King Henry VIII: If some young man wrote this song for you, Anne, what would you say to him?::Anne: I would ask him if his wife liked it, Your Grace.
King Henry VIII: Nan, is it true?::Anne: Have you stepped into your own trap, my lord? Any evidence you have against me, you yourself bought and paid for. Do you now begin to believe it?::King Henry VIII: Anny, the court is still in session to decide your... verdict. I don't want to hear your guilt from them, I want to hear it from your lips.::Anne: That I was unfaithful to you?::King Henry VIII: Yes, just that. Were you unfaithful to me whilst I still loved you? Of course, I'll never know. Whether you say aye or no, I shall never know.::Anne: You come here to make sure whether there was truly adultery, because that would touch your manhood or your pride. And even so, my heart and my eyes are glad of you. Fool of all women that I am, I'm glad of you here. Go, then. Keep your pride of manhood, you know about me now.::King Henry VIII: Nan, is it true that you're glad to see me?::Anne: Yes, it's true.::King Henry VIII: Then, Anne, lets do all gently for old times sake. I have no wish to harm you, and your words have moved me deeply. I must be free to have a son, and the son must be free to rule England when I die.::Anne: Why must you leave a king to follow you, Henry? Why not a queen?::King Henry VIII: This country has never been ruled by a queen. I know it never could be. We can never have a son now, God has spoken. I must have a son elsewhere. And it's getting late. I'm not as young as I was.::Anne: What do you want of me?::King Henry VIII: Agree to annul the marriage and give up all rights. You shall go abroad and take Elizabeth with you. You will be well cared for. Please set me free.::Anne: To marry Seymour and make our child a bastard? No. No. No.::King Henry VIII: Nan... Nan, you leave me no choice!::Anne: Once I told you any children we had would not be bastards. You promised marriage and the crown. Now you try to dance out of your promise. Well, I won't have it! We are man and wife together. King and Queen. I keep that. Take it from me as best you can.::King Henry VIII: Then you have decided, and so have I!::Anne: Before you go, perhaps you should hear one thing. I lied to you. I said "I love you", but I lied. I was untrue. Untrue with many.::King Henry VIII: That is a lie.::Anne: It is true. I was unfaithful to you with all of them. With half your court. With soldiers of your guard, with grooms, with stablehands. Look for the rest of your life at every man that ever knew me and wonder if I didn't find him a better man than you!::King Henry VIII: You whore!
King Henry VIII: Any man who marries when he can be free is a fool!
King Henry VIII: I never married Katherine - England married Spain!
Anne: For six years, this year, and this, and this, and this, I did not love him. And then I did. Then I was his. I can count the days I was his in hundreds. [picks up day counter]. The days we bedded. Married. Were Happy. Bore Elizabeth. Hated. Lusted. Bore a dead child... which condemned me... to death. In all one thousand days. Just a thousand. strange. And of those thousand, one when we were both in love, only one, when our loves met and overlapped and were both mine and his. And when I no longer hated him, he began to hate me. Except for that one day.
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Richard's military skills have helped to put his older brother Edward on the throne of England. But jealousy and resentment cause Richard to seek the crown for himself, and he conceives a lengthy and carefully calculated plan using deception, manipulation, and outright murder to achieve his goal. His plotting soon has tumultuous consequences, both for himself and for England.
Keywords: 15th-century, based-on-play, battle-for-throne, battlefield, breaking-the-fourth-wall, brother-brother-relationship, character-name-in-title, cold-blooded-murder, courtesan, dead-children
Richard: Now is the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that glower'd upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, our bruised arms hung up for monuments, our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim vised war has smoothed his wrinkled front And now instead of mounting barbed steeds to fright the souls of fearful adversaries he capers nimbly in a lady's chamber to the lascivious pleasing of a lute! But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks nor made to court an amorous looking glass, I that am rudely stamped and want love's majesty to strut before a wanton ambling nymph, I that am curtailed of fair proportion, cheated of feature by dissembling nature deformed, unfinished, sent before my time into breathing world scarce half made up and so lamely and unfashionable that dogs do bark at me as I halt by them...
Richard III: Look how my ring encompasseth thy finger. Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart. Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
Richard III: Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass; that I may see my shadow as I pass.
Richard III: Conscience is a word that cowards use.
Richard III: A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse!
George, Duke of Clarence: [speaking about Edward IV, who has sent Clarence to the Tower] He hearkens after dreams and prophecies / And from the crossrow plucks the letter 'G', / And says a wizard told him that by 'G' / His issue disinherited would be. / And for my name of George begins with G / It follows in his thoughts that I am he. /These and such like toys /Have moved his Highness to commit me now.
Richard III: Darest thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?::Tyrell: Please you, but I'd rather kill two enemies.
Dighton, 1st murderer: Talkers are no good doers.
The Lord Hastings: The cat, the rat, and Lovell the dog / Rule all England under the hog.
Richard III: I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall,/ I'll play the orator as well as Nestor,/ Deceive more slyly than Ulysses could,/ And, like a Sinon, take another Troy./ I can add colours to the chameleon, /Change shapes with Proteus for advantages, /And set the murderous Machiavel to school./ Can I do this,and cannot get a crown?/Tut, were it farther off,/ I'll pluck it down.