Victoria Season 2 Episode 6

The potato famine has hit Ireland.

What a depressing church service. The minister is definitely of the fire-and-brimstone variety.

It was definitely not a good thing to be Irish and living in England, and a Catholic at that.

The real Ernest was married by 1842, but had VD.

What a twat. Even Peele is like, "What did you say?"

Whoa, girlie. That was dangerous. But effective.

Eww.

I feel so bad for the doctor. He has a duty to his parish, but also a duty to his family.

Seriously. SOMEONE STAB THIS GUY. Victoria is wishing she could send him to the guillotine.

Mercury? To treat venereal disease?

The doctor quoted the Bible. Mike drop.

This is the governing body of an empire? Makes you wonder how anything got done.

There's poor, and then there's starving.

You were a gigolo, weren't you, Francatelli.

Funny thing, when the prince consort makes you eat your words.  Albert's not just a pretty face. He makes it a point to read up on all kinds of matters.

I do love the good doctor.

Haha, Peele is so awkward.

The doctor's wife is not much of a helpmeet.

See, Penge? It's just a toilet.

Point goes to Traill!

Poor Ms. Cleary. She's likely to never see her family again.

It's a heck of a thing that the doctor got sick doing his Christian duty.