The Tudors2007

William Peto:
[gives a cermon in church] We give thanks for the reign of the King's Grace, and we ask God's blessing on him and on his people. But on this holy day, we are obliged to say that some of your Highness's preachers are these days too much like those of Ahab's days, in whose mouths was found a false and lying spirit. Theirs is the gospel of untruth, not afraid to tell of licence and liberty for monarchs, which no Christian king should dare even to contemplate! I beseech Your Highness to take heed, not to pursue the path you seem to be taking, or you will surely follow Ahab, who married the whore Jezebel, and surely will incur his unhappy end, that dogs will lick your blood as they licked Ahab's, which God avert and forbid! [shouting and clamouring. Guards arrive to remove the friar] Unhand me, you dogs! I am a man of God! Unhand me!

Thomas Cromwell:
[outside, in the hall] You shameless friar! You'll be sewn in a sack and thrown into the Thames if you don't speedily hold your tongue.

William Peto:
Keep your threats for your fellow courtiers. As for us friars, we take no account of them at all, since we know very well that the way to heaven is as good by water as by land.