King_'s Speech_ The _2010.01.20_ by farstar69

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									                         THE KING’S SPEECH
                     Screenplay by David Seidler




                            SHOOTING SCRIPT
                           4th November 2009

                 PINK REVISIONS - 9th November 2009
                  BLUE REVISIONS - 16th November 2009
                YELLOW REVISIONS - 22nd November 2009
                GREEN REVISIONS - 19th December 2009
               GOLDENROD REVISIONS - 6th January 2010
                SALMON REVISIONS - 20th January 2010




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    SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            1.


1      OPEN ON:                                                      1

       THE SCREEN starts to flicker and materializes into jumpy,
       black and white Pathe ARCHIVE NEWSREEL FOOTAGE:

       An air balloon’s view hovering over a huge sprawling site of
       monuments, pavilions, and crowds.

       Dramatic piano music plays as a shaky archive TITLE CARD
       appears.

                     "The British Empire Exhibition!"

       The flickering ARCHIVE FOOTAGE resumes: carriages parading
       around a packed stadium.

       TITLE CARD:

       "58 British colonies and dominions take part, making this the
       largest exhibition staged anywhere in the world."

       ARCHIVE FOOTAGE of the Palaces of Industry, Engineering and
       Arts. Australian, Canadian, South African, Burmese
       Pavilions....teeming with visitors...as if viewing a
       populated map of the British empire laid out before us.

       TITLE CARD:

       “Complete with a new Empire Stadium, the Exhibition has been
       built at a site in Wembley, Middlesex, at a cost of over 12
       million pounds!"

                                                     FADE DOWN TO:


2      INT. BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE, STUDIO - DAY                     2

       CLOSE ON a BBC microphone of the 1920's,    A formidable piece
       of machinery suspended on springs.

       OVER OPENING CREDITS:

       Someone clears their throat. Indistinct broadcasting studio
       comments are heard in the background...”Is the live feed
       ready from Wembley?”...”Standby...”

       A BBC NEWS READER, in a tuxedo with carnation boutonniere, is
       gargling while a TECHNICIAN holds a porcelain bowl and a
       towel at the ready. The man in the tuxedo expectorates
       discreetly into the bowl, wipes his mouth fastidiously, and
       signals to ANOTHER TECHNICIAN who produces an atomizer. The
       Reader opens his mouth, squeezes the rubber bulb, and sprays
       his inner throat. Now, he’s ready.

       The FLOOR MANAGER begins a count-down: five... four...
       three... two...

       END OPENING CREDITS
    SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             2.


        The reader speaks in flawless pear-shaped tones.   There’s no
        higher creature in the vocal world.

                            BBC NEWS READER
                  Good afternoon. This is the BBC National
                  Programme and Empire Services taking you to             *
                  Wembley Stadium for the Closing Ceremony of
                  the Second and Final Season of the Empire               *
                  Exhibition.


3       INT. GREEN ROOM, WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY                        3

        CLOSE ON a man's hand clutching a woman's hand.

        Woman’s mouth whispers into man's ear.

                            BBC NEWS READER (V.O.)
                  58 British Colonies and Dominions have                  *
                  taken part, making this the largest                     *
                  Exhibition staged anywhere in the world.                *
                  Complete with the new stadium, the                      *
                  Exhibition was built in Wembley, Middlesex              *
                  at a cost of over 12 million pounds. The                *
                  Exhibition has attracted over 27 million                *
                  visitors from every corner of our great                 *
                  Empire and the rest of the world.                       *


4       INT. CONTROL ROOM, BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE - DAY               4

        Technicians in suits, ties and scientific looking overcoats,
        wearing bulky headphones, monitor daunting banks of valves
        and dials while the Reader continues:

                            BBC NEWS READER (V.O.)
                  Today the vast Stadium is filled to
                  capacity with in excess of 100,000
                  spectators...as regiments from His
                  Majesty's Army, Navy and Air Force stand in
                  review.


5 - 7   OMITTED                                                   5 - 7


8       INT. GREEN ROOM - DAY                                         8

        Nervous eyes flick towards a tunnel leading to a bright
        light.

        CLOSE ON - BERTIE - the Duke of York, second son of the King;
        his handsome, sensitive, features look terrified.

                            BBC NEWS READER (V.O.)
                  The Opening Ceremony was the first occasion             *
                  his Majesty the King addressed his subjects             *
                  on the wireless.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    2aA.


               The close of the first Season was the           *
               initial time His Royal Highness the Prince      *
               of Wales had broadcast. And today His Royal     *
               Highness the Duke of York will give his         *
               inaugural broadcast to the Nation and the       *
               World.                                          *
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    2A.


    WIDEN TO REVEAL his young wife, truly an English rose.
    SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            3.


                            ELIZABETH
                  Bertie, it’s time.

       He stares straight ahead, frozen. She gives him a loving
       peck on the cheek, quickly rubbing off a fleck of lipstick.

                            BBC NEWS READER (V.O.)
                  Leading us in prayer will be the Right                 *
                  Honourable and Most Reverend Archbishop of             *
                  York, Primate of all England and                       *
                  Metropolitan. Now we go live to Wembley                *
                  Stadium, where His Royal Highness the Duke             *
                  of York will read his message from the                 *
                  King.                                                  *

       COSMO LANG - comes up to Bertie. Tries to be helpful but
       makes him more nervous.

                             COSMO LANG
                  I am sure you will be splendid. Just take
                  your time.

       The last bars of “God Save The King” echo down the corridor.

       ROBERT WOOD, the Chief BBC Engineer on Location whispers:

                            WOOD
                  Let the microphone do the work, sir.

       Wood checks his watch.

                            WOOD
                  Thirty seconds, sir.

       Bertie braces his shoulders manfully, but without an ounce of
       confidence, closes his eyes, nods, opens them, and
       reluctantly goes through the tunnel towards the light, like a
       prize-fighter entering the arena, to be greeted by the roar
       of the crowd.


9      EXT.   ROYAL PODIUM - DAY                                     9

       HAND-HELD CAMERA, BERTIE’S POV: far ahead, at a seemingly
       impossible distance, is the huge intimidating microphone, the
       only thing between the terrified observer and 100,000 people.

       Silence falls over the stadium.

       Overhead, thick roiling clouds.

       BERTIE approaches...like a death march.

       Bertie’s eyes widen in terror as he reaches the microphone.
       The red transmission light blinks four times then glows solid
       red. Bertie is live.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        3aA.


10        INT. CONTROL ROOM, BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE - DAY           10

          Technicians stare at dials and listen to the hiss of silence.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          3A.


    The Reader and Floor Manager glance at each other nervously.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            4.


11      EXT.   SPECTATOR STAND, EMPIRE STADIUM -DAY                  11

        In the tense silence PAN THROUGH some of the crowd waiting
        with growing discomfort. In particular we notice a father
        and son watching intently.


12      EXT.   ROYAL PODIUM - DAY                                    12

        Bertie is frozen at the microphone. His neck and jaw muscles
        contract and quiver.

                             BERTIE
                   I have received from his Majesty the K-K-K

        [For ease of reading, Bertie’s stammer will not be indicated
        from this point in the script.]

        The stammer careens back at him, amplified and distorted by
        the stadium PA system.

        CU huge metal speakers.

        CU soldiers at rigid attention.

        CU Wood, he shuts his eyes.

        CU Cosmo Lang, expressionless.

        CU Elizabeth, dying.

        Bertie gulps for air like a beached fish and attempts to
        continue:

                              BERTIE
                   ...the King, the following gracious
                   message...

        He can’t get the word out. SPLAT...the first drops of rain
        begin to fall.


13      INT.   CONTROL ROOM, BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE - DAY            13

        A glowing dial on the face of a studio radio.    Everyone
        listens aghast.

                             BERTIE (ON RADIO)
                       (stammering profoundly)
                   ...At the close of the British Empire
                   Exhibition, I wish to express my thanks to
                   you as P-...

        The radio falls silent.     Eyes widen in concern.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                 4A.


14       EXT.   WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY                     14

         Bertie stands gulping, unable to make a sound.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           5.


        IN THE SPECTATOR STANDS the people are dismayed. The son,
        noted before, whispers to his father, who whispers something
        back.

        The rain increases in intensity. POP POP POP black umbrellas
        explode into extended position.

        A sea of black umbrellas hiding the faces of the crowd,
        blocking Bertie from their view.

        Bertie remains skewered, mouth agape, jaw muscles locked,
        knowing he’s considered by all, especially himself, unfit for
        public life.

        Elizabeth is devastated.


15      EXT. 145 PICADILLY - NEW DAY                                15

        Establishing shot of an imposing Georgian edifice, opposite
        Hyde Park Corner. In the foreground people pay their respects
        at the WWI monument with fresh wreaths.

        A Rover sedan - definitive doctor’s car of the era - arrives.
        A FOOTMAN scurries down the steps to meet it as the STEWARD
        opens the front door.


16      INT. CORRIDOR, 145 PICCADILLY - CONTINUOUS                  16

        TRACKING SHOT - two sets of shoes reverberate on the marble
        floor. One set, highly polished black shoes, black trousers,
        occasional glimpse of frock-coat tails. The other, equally
        mirrored dress shoes and stripped morning suit trousers. A
        gloved hand carries a brass bound leather physician’s bag.

        The legs disappear through an open doorway.   A voice
        announces:

                            STEWARD (O.C.)
                  Sir Blandine-Bentham.

        The liveried legs reappear from the entryway. The door is
        closed. The legs walk back out of view, echoing and
        receding.

                            SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM(O.S.)
                  Inhale, Your Highness.


17      INT. DRAWING ROOM, 145 PICCADILLY - CONTINUOUS              17

        CLOSE ON SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM - an elderly, unctuous,
        studiedly-distinguished physician who simultaneously manages
        to combine pontificating and obsequiousness.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                5A.


                        SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
              ...deep into your lungs. Relaxes your T-
              zone, does it not?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            6.


   Bertie is seated nervously on the edge of a couch, gripping a
   cigarette between thumb and forefinger, placed in the middle
   of his mouth.

   Elizabeth watches from across the room.

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             Cigarette smoking calms the nerves and
             gives you confidence.

   Bertie clearly feels nothing of the sort. Smiling
   ingratiatingly, the doctor produces a medical cannister from
   his bag.

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             If Your Highness will be so kind as to open
             his hand...

   Bertie unclenches a fist.

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             Thank you so very much.

   Opening the container, with forceps he removes five marbles
   from an antiseptic solution and places them onto Bertie’s
   palm.

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             Sterilized. Now...if I may take the
             liberty?...insert them into your mouth.

   Bertie obeys, mortified.    The doctor hands Bertie a book from
   his bag.

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             Would you be so kind as to read.

   Bertie blanches, his neck muscles twitch and constrict


                        BERTIE
             I...

   He can’t even say “can’t”.

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             Just take your time. Relax.

   Bertie is unable to do it.    Elizabeth watches with growing
   discomfort.

                       ELIZABETH
             Excuse me, Doctor. What is the purpose of
             this?

                       SIR BLANDINE-BENTHAM
             The classic approach that cured
             Demosthenes.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                              7.


                             ELIZABETH
                   That worked in Ancient Greece. Has it
                   worked since?

        Bertie spits the marbles out.

                             BERTIE
                           (explodes)
                   I nearly swallowed the damned things!

        Bertie storms out as Elizabeth tries to placate the doctor.

                             ELIZABETH
                   Thank you so much, Doctor, I am sure we
                   will have more success next time.

        Elizabeth goes through to the adjoining room to find Bertie.


18      OMITTED                                                        18


19      INT.   BERTIE’S STUDY, 145 PICCADILLY - CONTINUOUS             19

        Bertie is struggling to light a cigarette.

                             ELIZABETH
                   Temper, Bertie darling, temper. Tick, tock,
                   tick, tock.

                             BERTIE
                   Insert marbles!
                   He can insert his own bloody marbles....!

        [Note: when he speaks with his wife there’s hardly any
        hesitation]

        Elizabeth smiles as she lights the cigarette for him.

                             ELIZABETH
                   You can’t keep doing this, Bertie.

                             BERTIE
                   Precisely. No. I can’t.
                             ELIZABETH
                   There must be another way.

                             BERTIE
                   No! Promise me: no more.

        Elizabeth holds him, comforting.

                             ELIZABETH
                   Of course, my darling boy. No more.

                                                             CUT TO:
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            7A.


20       EXT.   HARLEY STREET - NEW DAY                              20

         A thick grey wet blanket...

         Out of which materializes the moisture splattered hood of a
         large AUSTIN.

         Elizabeth, inside, determinedly glances out.

         The vehicle noses thru a pea-soup fog. The York’s HOUSE
         DETECTIVE is walking a few feet in front of the car, finding
         the way.

         After a moment, the House Detective signals the driver to
         stop. Elizabeth peers out the window.

         POV - in the gloom the least attractive and most ill-
         maintained of the Georgian terraced houses.

         Elizabeth looks disappointed and dubious. She gets out of the
         car. Instructing the House Detective to wait outside, she
         enters the building.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            8.




21      INT. GROUND FLOOR ENTRANCE, HARLEY STREET - CONTINUOUS       21

        Elizabeth enters, somewhat dampened, the white silk roses
        decorating her hat now limp.

        There is a cramped elevator which is whirring noisily and a
        winding staircase.

        Elizabeth is even more dubious.

        Suddenly out of the elevator comes a WWI VETERAN, still
        wearing his old uniform, as so many did. His once handsome
        face disfigured with burn scars.

        With a nod he continues out. Elizabeth smiles charmingly, as
        is her nature and training, but this encounter is hardly a
        confidence builder.


22      INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUOUS                                   22

        Elizabeth inside the cramped elevator.

        She surveys the buttons. The bottom one reads “Basement: L.
        Logue, Speech Defects”.

        She closes the inner gate of the elevator and presses the
        bottom button.

        Nothing.

        Confused, she opens the inner gate, closes the outer gate
        then the inner gate and presses the button again. The
        elevator jumps downwards.


23      INT. WAITING ROOM, LOGUE’S CHAMBERS - CONTINUOUS             23

        Umbrella stand, coat rack, wooden waiting bench: that’s all.

        She looks about. The area is devoid of life. Coughs. No
        response. Calls imperiously:

                             ELIZABETH
                   Hello. Is anyone there?

        From behind a door:

                             MUFFLED VOICE (O.S.)
                   I’m just in the lav.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          8A.


    Princess Elizabeth is not used to this sort of thing. She’s
    further appalled by the loud gurgling of a toilet being
    flushed, and startled by the entrance of - LIONEL LOGUE - a
    tall, middle-aged man with strong features, recognizable as
    the family man noted at Wembley, but now a decade older. His
    demeanor is friendly, yet professional.

                        LIONEL
              “Poor and content is rich and rich enough”
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                  9.


                       ELIZABETH
             I beg your pardon?

                       LIONEL
             Shakespeare. I’m sorry, there’s no
             receptionist. I like to keep things simple.
             How are you Mrs Johnson? I’m afraid you’re
             late.

   Offers his hand.   She takes it, a little gingerly.

                       ELIZABETH
             I’m afraid I am.

                       LIONEL
             Where’s Mr J?

                       ELIZABETH
             He doesn’t know I’m here.

                       LIONEL
             That’s not a promising start.

                       ELIZABETH
             My husband has seen everyone to no avail.
             He’s given up hope.

                       LIONEL
             Premature, isn’t it?

                       ELIZABETH
             Because he hasn’t seen you? You’re awfully
             sure of yourself.

                       LIONEL
             I’m sure of anyone who wants to be cured.

                       ELIZABETH
             Naturally he wishes to be cured. My husband
             is required to speak publicly.

                       LIONEL
             Perhaps he should change jobs.

                         ELIZABETH
             He can’t.

                       LIONEL
             Indentured servitude?

                       ELIZABETH
             Something of that nature.

                       LIONEL
             Well have your hubby pop by...Tuesday would
             be good...to give his personal history and
             I’ll make a frank appraisal.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   10.


                        ELIZABETH
              I do not have a “hubby”. We don’t ‘pop’. We
              never talk about our private lives. You
              must come to us.

                        LIONEL
              Sorry, Mrs J, my game, my turf, my rules.

                        ELIZABETH
              And what if my husband were the Duke of
              York?

                        LIONEL
              The Duke of York?

                        ELIZABETH
              Yes the Duke of York.

                        LIONEL
              I thought the appointment was for
              “Johnson”? Forgive me, your Royal...?

                            ELIZABETH
              Highness.

                            LIONEL
              Highness.

                        ELIZABETH
              Johnson was used during the Great War when
              the Navy didn’t want the enemy to know ‘he’
              was aboard. We are operating under the
              strictest of confidences.

                        LIONEL
              Of course. I’m considered the enemy?

                        ELIZABETH
              You will be if you remain un-obliging.

                        LIONEL
              How did you find me?

                        ELIZABETH
              The President of the Speech Specialists
              Society.

                        LIONEL
              Eileen McCleod? She’s a sport.

                        ELIZABETH
              Dr McCleod warned me your antipodean
              methods were “unorthodox and
              controversial”. I warned her...they were
              not my favorite words.

                            LIONEL
              I succeed.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10            10A.


                         ELIZABETH
               So she says.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           11.


                              LIONEL
                    I can cure your husband. But for my method
                    to work there must be trust and total
                    equality in the safety of my consultation
                    room. No exceptions.

                              ELIZABETH
                    Well then, in that case...

         Pause.

                               ELIZABETH
                    Since you are the last resort...When can
                    you start?


24       EXT.   SOUTH KENSINGTON STREET - LATE AFTERNOON           24

         A well-used Morris Oxford pulls up, driven by Lionel’s eldest
         son - LAURIE - seen at Wembley, now a young man in his early
         twenties. Lionel is the passenger. As he gets out:

                              LIONEL
                    Still sounds a bit rough.

                              LAURIE
                    You make me drive too slowly, Dad!

         They enter a modest dwelling.



25       INT.   MANSION BLOCK STAIRWELL - CONTINUOUS               25

         Lionel mounts the stairs when he’s set upon by his youngest
         son - ANTONY - 12, who wears a large brown paper bag, with
         eyeholes, over his head and is armed with a broomstick rifle,
         which he puts to his father’s briefcase.

                                 ANTONY
                    Bail up!

         Lionel holds his hands and brolly up.

                              LIONEL
                    Beware, Mister Paperbagman!

                              ANTONY
                    Dad! I’m Ned Kelly.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           12.


                             LIONEL
                   And I’m Dick Turpin, King of the
                   Highwaymen!

         The lad shouts with delight and a rifle fight ensues, Laurie
         joining in.

         Lionel’s wife - MYRTLE - a pleasant-faced woman, appears at
         the head of the stairs.

                             MYRTLE
                   You’ll hang from the gallows if you don’t
                   come up for tea.

                             LIONEL
                   I think we’d best go.

                             ANTONY
                   Righty-oh Dick.


26       INT. DINING AREA OF LIVING-ROOM, LOGUE FLAT    - EVENING   26

         Lionel and MYRTLE are finishing up at the table with their
         three sons. As well as Laurie and Antony, there’s their
         studious middle son VALENTINE, 17, his nose buried in a stack
         of science books.

         Lionel is bursting to tell Myrtle something.

                             LIONEL
                   Guess what? I had a special visitor today.

                             ANTONY
                   May I be excused?

                             MYRTLE
                       (to Lionel)
                   Oh yes?

                             LIONEL
                   You must stay, bored stupid, listening to
                   your parents’ inane conversation.

                             ANTONY
                       (grinning)
                   Thanks, dad!

                                 LIONEL
                   And mum.

                                 ANTONY
                   And mum!

                             MYRTLE
                   How special is special?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10            12A.


                            LAURIE
               Me too?

                            LIONEL
               A girl?

                            LAURIE
               What else?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           13.


    He and Antony start to leave.

                         MYRTLE
               Take your plates.

                         LIONEL
               Special to the point of someone I can’t
               really talk about.

    The boys grabs their plates and exit. Lionel looks at
    Valentine, nose still buried in his text.

                         LIONEL
               Doctor? Doctor? You can go as well.

                         VALENTINE
                   (still studying)
               I’m fine.

    Lionel clears Valentine’s plate. Valentine goes back to his
    book and scientific oblivion.

                         MYRTLE
               Not too high and mighty I hope?

                            LIONEL
               Aah.

    Antony burst back in, model airplane in hand, doing barrel
    rolls with sound effects, bombing Valentine with a tea towel.

                         MYRTLE
               Not someone who’d...call attention? Why
               bring it up if you can’t talk about it?

    Silence.

                         LIONEL
               Myrtle, just a woman looking to help her
               husband.

    They realize from engine noises that Antony is under the
    table.

                         LIONEL
                   (trying to make light of
                    it, not quite succeeding)
               And I had a ‘call’.

                            MYRTLE
               Oh yes.

    Valentine looks up from his book.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           14.


                               VALENTINE
                     What’s the Illiotibial Tract, Dad?

                               LIONEL
                     If you don’t know, look it up.

                                  VALENTINE
                     Right.

          Starts turning pages.

                               LIONEL
                     Could be fun.

                               MYRTLE
                     It always is.

                               LIONEL
                     They’re a highly regarded group. From
                     Putney.

                               MYRTLE
                     I’m sure you’ll be splendid.


27        EXT.   YORK HOUSE, 145 PICADILLY - NIGHT                   27

          Lights are on in the upper windows. A double-decker bus
          passes on the wet street.

                               ELIZABETH (V.O.)
                     Tomorrow, Chapter IV.


27A       INT. CORRIDOR, 145 PICCADILLY - CONTINUOUS                27A

          PAN OVER THE BACKS of 36 impeccably groomed horses. It takes
          a moment to realize they are toy horses, lined up with
          precision.

                               ELIZABETH (V.O.)
                     ‘The Flight’.

                               BERTIE (V.O.)
                     Oh, to fly away!


28        INT. CHILDREN’S NURSERY, YORK HOUSE - CONTINUOUS           28

          Elizabeth, fashionably attired for an evening-out, is curled
          on a bearskin rug reading to a little girl - LILIBET, 10 -
          who claps her hands primly, and her younger sister - MARGARET
          ROSE, 5.

          As Elizabeth closes the book (”Peter Pan”), Bertie, handsome
          in a tuxedo, comments:
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           15.


                        BERTIE
              Weren’t they lucky!

    Within his family Bertie’s stammer is virtually absent.

                        MARGARET ROSE
              Now a Daddy story!

                        BERTIE
              Could I be a penguin instead?

    He drops to his knees and waddles. In his tux he looks like
    a penguin. Margaret Rose giggles, but is undeterred.

                        MARGARET ROSE
              Tell me a penguin story, please.

    Called upon to perform, the stammer returns slightly, but the
    girls listen raptly, ignoring their father’s minor
    impediment, and it fades.

                        BERTIE
              There were once two princesses whose Papa
              had been turned into a penguin by the local
              witch. This was inconvenient because he
              loved to hold his princesses in his arms
              and you can’t do that if you’re a penguin,
              you have wings shaped like herrings.

                        MARGARET ROSE
              Herrings don’t have wings.

                        BERTIE
              His wings were the shape of herrings. To
              make matters worse she sent him to the
              South Pole which is an awfully long walk if
              you can’t fly.

                        LILIBET
              You can’t walk from the South Pole!

                            ELIZABETH
              Shh!

                        BERTIE
              Exactly. When he reached the water and
              dived in he found he could fly. Fly through
              the depths. So fast, in fact, that he was
              in Southampton Waters by lunchtime. From
              there he caught the 2.30 to Weybridge,
              changed at Clapham Junction and asked a
              passing Mallard the way to Buckingham
              Palace. He swam up the Thames and came out
              of a plughole, giving Mama, the cook and
              Mrs Whittaker quite a shock.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    15A.


               The princesses heard the commotion and
               hurried to the kitchen where they gave the
               penguin a good scrub, a mackerel and a
               kiss. And as they kissed him guess what he
               turned into?

                         LILIBET AND MARGARET ROSE
               A handsome prince!

                         BERTIE
               A short-tailed Albatross. A very handsome
               one with wings big enough to wrap around
               both his precious girls together.
                   (He hugs them both
                    together)

                         ELIZABETH
               Now time for bed.

                         BERTIE
               Now take the saddles of your horsies, brush
               them, feed them and to bed.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          16.




28A       INT. STAIRCASE - CONTINUOUS                              28A

          As they leave for the night:

                               ELIZABETH
                     Will she be there?

                               BERTIE
                     I imagine so.

                               ELIZABETH
                     Is he serious?

                               BERTIE                                     *
                     About our coming to dinner?

                               ELIZABETH
                     No. About her!

                               BERTIE
                     A married American? He
                     can’t be.

                               ELIZABETH
                     She can. By the way I think I found someone
                     rather interesting. On Harley Street.

                               BERTIE
                     Out of the question. I’m not having this
                     conversation again. The matter’s settled.

                               ELIZABETH
                     His approach seems rather different....


29        INT.   A STAGE - DAY                                      29

          In a church or school hall, out of hours.

                                  MUFFLED VOICE (O.S.)
                     Now?

          From the auditorium:

                                  DIRECTOR (O.C.)
                     Now!
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   16A.


     Lionel comes onstage.

                         LIONEL
               “Now...”
                   (begins again)
               “Now is the winter of our discontent
               Made glorious summer by this sun of York.”
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             17.


        His elocution is flawless. The acting is unconvincing.

                            LIONEL
                  “And all the clouds that lour’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...”

                               DIRECTOR
                  Thank you.

        Lionel peers into the darkness, his eyes hoping.

                            DIRECTOR
                  Lovely diction, Mr...

                            LIONEL
                  Logue. Lionel Logue.

                            DIRECTOR
                  Well, Lionel, I didn’t hear the cries of a
                  deformed creature yearning to be King. Nor
                  did I realize Richard the Third was King of
                  the Colonies.

                            LIONEL
                  I know the lines. I’ve played the role
                  before.



                               DIRECTOR
                  Sydney?

                               LIONEL
                  Perth.

                            DIRECTOR
                  Major theater town, is it?

                            LIONEL
                  Enthusiastic.

                               DIRECTOR
                  Ah.

                            LIONEL
                  I was well reviewed.

                            DIRECTOR
                  Yes...well...Lionel, I think our dramatic
                  society is looking for someone slightly
                  younger and a little more regal.


30-35   OMITTED                                                  30-35
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        17A.


36        EXT. HARLEY STREET - DAY                                  36

          Bertie and Elizabeth are pulling up in the Austin outside the
          dirty building.

                              BERTIE
                    I’m doing this for you, you know.

          Bertie stares up at the facade as they get out.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             18.


37       OMITTED                                                      37


38       INT. GROUND FLOOR ENTRANCE, 146 HARLEY STREET                38

         The Yorks enter the tiny elevator.

         Bertie shuts the inner gate.

                             ELIZABETH
                       (indicating outer gate)
                   No, darling, shut that one first.

         Bertie gets the gates closed and Elizabeth presses the
         button.

                             BERTIE
                   How did you find this...physician?

                             ELIZABETH
                       (poker-faced)
                   Classifieds, next to “Saucy model,
                   Shepherd’s Market”.

         Bertie tries to smile despite his mood, but doesn’t make a
         job of it.

                             ELIZABETH
                   He comes highly recommended. Charges
                   substantial fees in order to help the poor.
                   (realizes) Oh dear, perhaps he’s a
                   Bolshevik?!


39       INT. LOGUE’S WAITING ROOM - DAY                              39

         Bertie and Elizabeth enter. She explains in a whisper:

                             ELIZABETH
                   No receptionist. He likes to keep things
                   simple.

         Elizabeth glances nervously at the lavatory door.

                             ELIZABETH
                       (loudly)
                   The Johnsons.

         From the inner office.

                             LIONEL (O.S.)
                   Finishing up.

         Elizabeth is relieved the voice isn’t coming from the lav.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        19.


    The consultation room door opens and a young boy - WILLY -
    comes out.

                        WILLY
              You can go in now, “Mr. Johnson”.
                  (then to Elizabeth)
              Dr Logue says...

                            LIONEL (O.S.)
              Lionel!

                        WILLY
              Lionel says...wait here if you wish, Mrs
              Johnson. Or, it being a p-pleasant day, p-
              perhaps take a stroll.
                  (to the consultation room)
              Was that alright...Lionel?

    Lionel appears at the door.

                        LIONEL
              Bloody marvellous.

                        WILLY
              Thank you...

    Lionel winks at Willy and he runs off.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            20.




                              LIONEL (O.S.)
                    Mr. Johnson, do come in.

         Lionel nods at “Mrs Johnson”.

         The Yorks look at each other. Elizabeth takes a seat.


40       INT. LOGUE’S CONSULTATION ROOM - DAY                       40

         A different universe from the Spartan waiting area. A world
         of books - piles of them spilling everywhere. Two slightly
         shabby, but comfortable armchairs. Well-worn Turkish rug.
         Hotplate and two chipped mugs. Recording apparatus. Model
         Airplanes. Lionel catches Bertie staring at them.

                              LIONEL
                    My boys build them. Sorry. Make yourself
                    comfortable.

         Bertie sits uneasily on an armchair.   Lionel goes to sit at a
         distance.

         Bertie remains silent.


                              LIONEL
                    I was also told, speaking with a Royal, one
                    waits for the Royal to choose the topic.

                              BERTIE
                    I admit, waiting for me to commence a
                    conversation one can wait a rather long
                    wait.

         [Although Bertie’s stammer in the consultation room will
         fade, it is a gradual process.]

         Silence.

                              LIONEL
                    Know any jokes?

                              BERTIE
                            (wry)
                    Royals don’t joke.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    21.


                         LIONEL
               That makes sense.

    Silence.   They stare at each other.

                            LIONEL
               Cuppa tea?

                         BERTIE
               No thank you.

                         LIONEL
               I think I’ll have one.

    Turns on the hot plate.

                         BERTIE
               Aren’t you going to start treating me Dr
               Logue?

                         LIONEL
               Only if you’re interested in being treated.
               Call me Lionel.

                         BERTIE
               I prefer Doctor.

                         LIONEL
               I prefer Lionel. What’ll I call you?

                         BERTIE
               Your Royal Highness.

                         LIONEL
               A bit formal for here.

                         BERTIE
               Prince Albert Frederick Arthur George?

                         LIONEL
               How about Bertie?

                         BERTIE
                   (flushes)
               Only my family uses that.

                         LIONEL
               Perfect. We must be true equals.

                         BERTIE
               If we were equal I wouldn’t be here. I’d be
               at home with my wife and no-one would give
               a damn.

    Bertie starts to light a cigarette from a silver case.

                         LIONEL
               Don’t do that.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                 22.


    Bertie gives him an astonished look.

                            BERTIE
              Excuse me?

                        LIONEL
              Sucking smoke into your lungs will kill
              you.

                        BERTIE
              My physicians say it relaxes the throat.

                        LIONEL
              They’re idiots.

                        BERTIE
              They’ve all been knighted.

                        LIONEL
              Makes it official then. My ‘castle’, my
              rules. What was your earliest memory?

                        BERTIE
              Beg your pardon?

                        LIONEL
              First recollection.

                        BERTIE
                  (stammer growing in
                   intensity)
              I’m not here to discuss personal matters.

                        LIONEL
              Why’re you here then?

                        BERTIE
                  (exploding - stammer free)
              Because I bloody well stammer!

                            LIONEL
              Temper.

                        BERTIE
              One of my many faults.

                        LIONEL
              When did the defect start?

                        BERTIE
              I’ve always been this way!

                        LIONEL
                  (quietly)
              No you haven’t.

                        BERTIE
              Don’t tell me! It’s my defect!
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            23.


                        LIONEL
                  (calmly)
              It’s my field. I assure you, no infant
              starts to speak with a stammer. When did it
              start?

                        BERTIE
                  (annoyed)
              Four or five.

                        LIONEL
              That’s typical.

                        BERTIE
              So I’ve been told.
                  (quickly adds)
              I can’t remember not doing it.

                        LIONEL
              That I believe. Do you hesitate when you
              think?

                        BERTIE
              Don’t be ridiculous.

                        LIONEL
              One of my many faults. How about when you
              talk to yourself?

    Bertie is silent.

                        LIONEL
              Everyone natters occasionally, Bertie.

                        BERTIE
              Stop calling me that!

                        LIONEL
              Shan’t call you anything else.

                        BERTIE
              Then we shan’t speak!

    Silence. The kettle whistles.    Lionel makes himself a cup of
    tea.

                        BERTIE
              Must I pay for this?

                        LIONEL
              Loads. So, Bertie...when you talk to
              yourself, do you stammer?

                        BERTIE
              Of course not!
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          24.


                         LIONEL
              Thus proving your impediment isn’t a
              permanent fixture. What do you think was
              the cause?

                        BERTIE
              I don’t know! I don’t care! I bloody
              stammer!!! And no one can bloody fix it!!!

                        LIONEL
              Bet you, Bertie, you can read flawlessly,
              right here, right now.

    Bertie snorts dismissively.

                        LIONEL
              And if I win, I get to ask questions.

                        BERTIE
              And if I win?

                        LIONEL
              You don’t have to answer.

                        BERTIE
              One usually wagers money.

                        LIONEL
              A bob each to sweeten it? See your
              shilling.

                        BERTIE
              Royals don’t carry cash.

                        LIONEL
              How bloody convenient.

    Logue fishes two coins from his pocket and puts them on the
    table.

                        LIONEL
              Stake you. Pay me back next time.

                        BERTIE
              If there is a next time.

                         LIONEL
                  (nods)
              I haven’t agreed to take you on.

    Logue has uncovered a piece of apparatus, a recording device
    with earphones. He sets a blank disc onto the turntable and
    positions a microphone, then hands Bertie an open book.
    Bertie glares at it defiantly.

                        BERTIE
              I can’t possibly read this.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             25.


                        LIONEL
              Then you owe me a shilling for not trying.

    Furious, Bertie opens the book and reads, stammers badly and
    gets worse.

                        BERTIE
               “To be or not to be, That is the question.
              Whether it is wiser...” There!

    He reaches for the coins, but Lionel has clamped his hand
    over them.

                        BERTIE
              I can’t read!

                        LIONEL
              Pop these on. And stand up! It helps!

    He hands Bertie a pair of heavily padded earphones.    Bertie
    doesn’t want to take them.

                         LIONEL
              There’s a bob in this, mate. You can go
              home rich!

    Bertie reluctantly puts them on. Logue turns a dial. LOUD
    MUSIC is heard. Bertie takes off the earphones. The music
    stops.

                        BERTIE
              You’re playing music.

                            LIONEL
              I know.

                        BERTIE
              How can I hear what I’m saying?!

                        LIONEL
              Surely a Royal Prince’s brain knows what
              its mouth is doing?

                        BERTIE
              You’re not well acquainted with Princes,
              are you?

    Bertie replaces the earphones. Again,   the LOUD MUSIC. His
    mouth moves as he reads, but all that   can be heard is the
    music. Finished, Bertie takes off the   earphones and the music
    ceases. Bertie reaches for the coins,   but Logue snatches
    them.

                        BERTIE
              I was dreadful!
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           26.


                               LIONEL
                     You were sublime. Would I lie to a prince
                     of the realm to win twelve-pence?

                               BERTIE
                     I’ve no idea what an Australian might do
                     for that sort of money.

                               LIONEL
                     Shall I play it?

                               BERTIE
                     No, it’s too embarrassing!

                                LIONEL
                     If you prefer, we’ll just get on to the
                     questions.

                               BERTIE
                     We won’t!!!

          He heads for the door. Logue puts the record in a brown paper
          dust jacket and hands it to Bertie.

                                  LIONEL
                     Souvenir?

          Bertie glances at the record.

          POV - the label: HMV His Master’s Voice.


41        OMITTED                                                   41


42        INT. ELEVATOR, HARLEY STREET - DAY                        42

          The Yorks stand in silence.

          Bertie glares at the record.

                               BERTIE
                     Bloody man tried to cheat me out of a
                     shilling.


42aA      OMITTED                                                 42aA


42A       EXT.   SANDRINGHAM ESTATE - DAY                          42A

          Establishing shot in the snow.

          A cold and commanding voice is heard:
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    26A.


                         KING GEORGE V (O.S.)
               Sit up, straight back, face boldly up to
               the bloody thing and stare it square in the
               eye, as you would any decent Englishman.
               Show who’s in command. You try.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           27.


42B       INT. THE KING’S STUDY, SANDRINGHAM ESTATE - CONTINUOUS   42B

          The King’s study, which resembles an orderly naval captain’s
          cabin, except for a desk littered with stamp albums, has been
          converted into an ad hoc broadcasting studio. KING GEORGE V
          is a barrel-chested man with Naval beard and uniform.

          Bertie regards the BBC microphone as though it were an alien
          creature.

                              BERTIE
                    D-d-don’t thu-thu-think I c-c-can.

          In the presence of his father, Bertie’s stammering returns in
          full form, his breathing short and shallow, the neck muscles
          in spasms.

                              KING GEORGE V
                    This devilish device will change everything
                    if you won’t. In the past all a King had to
                    do was look respectable in uniform and not
                    fall off his horse. Now we must invade
                    people’s homes and speak ingratiate
                    ourselves with them. This family is reduced
                    to those lowest, basest of all
                    creatures...we’ve become...actors!

                              BERTIE
                    Papa, we’re not a family, we’re a firm.

          His father shoots Bertie a surprised look: does the lad have
          a brain after all?

                              KING GEORGE V
                    The most successful institution in history.
                    Our cousins wear crowns throughout Europe.
                    A dozen of them! Sitting on thrones is our
                    business! Yet any moment some of us may be
                    out of work. Your darling brother... The
                    only wife he appears interested in is
                    invariably the wife of another!

                              BERTIE
                        (tries to brighten things)
                    He’s broken off with Lady Furness.

                              KING GEORGE V
                    And taken up a Mrs Simpson, a woman with
                    two husbands living! Had the audacity to
                    present her to me at Georgie’s wedding. I
                    told him straight no divorced person could
                    ever be received at court. He said she made
                    him sublimely happy. I imagined that was
                    because she was sleeping with him. “I give
                    you my word we’ve never had immoral
                    relations,” he replied.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                     28.


              Stared square into his father’s eyes... and
              lied.

    Bertie groans.

                        KING GEORGE V
              When I’m dead that boy will ruin himself,
              this family, and this nation, within twelve
              months. Who’ll pick up the pieces? Sir
              Oswald Mosley - marching his black-shirt
              British Union of Fascists through the
              streets of London? Herr Hitler,
              intimidating half of Europe, Marshall
              Stalin the other half? Who’ll stand between
              us, the jackboots, and the proletarian
              abyss? You?

    They’re interrupted by the entrance of the BBC engineer
    Robert Wood and his technicians.

                        KING GEORGE V
              Ah, the chap who taught me how to use this
              contraption. Touch chin with thumb, ‘thing’
              with little finger. Exactly the proper
              distance. Splendid fellow. Has to be spoken
              fluently of course. Have a go yourself.

    Bertie tries to read the King’s speech.

                        BERTIE
              .
              Through one of the m-

                        KING GEORGE V
              Get it out boy!

                        BERTIE
              M-marvels of m-

                        KING GEORGE V
              Modern - just take your time - form your
              words carefully

                        BERTIE
              Science, I am enabled, this C-

                            KING GEORGE V
              Relax.

                            BERTIE
              C-

                        WOOD
              30 seconds.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                              28A.


       Bertie looks at his father. To his horror, his father
       gestures him to continue.

                              BERTIE
                 C-

       Bertie panics as the red light starts to flash.

       At the last minute King George V calmly replaces him at the
       microphone.

       The light turns solid red, and:

                           KING GEORGE V
                 Through one of the marvels of modern
                 Science, I am enabled, this Christmas Day
                 to speak to all my peoples throughout the
                 Empire. I take it as a good omen that
                 Wireless should have reached its present
                 perfection at a time when the Empire has
                 been linked in closer union. For it offers
                 us immense possibilities to make that union
                 closer still.

                 It may be that our future may lay upon us
                 more than one stern test. Our past will
                 have taught us how to meet it unshaken. For
                 the present, the work is to regain
                 prosperity after this time of depression,
                 without self-seeking; and to carry with us
                 those whom the burden of past years has
                 disheartened or overborne.


42BA   INT. SANDRINGHAM, TEMPORARY CONTROL STUDIO - CONTINUOUS 42BA

       Wood, terribly moved, whispers to his Technicians:

                           WOOD
                 That’s how a King speaks.
                     (adds modesty)
                 I showed HM how to do it.


42C    INT. STUDY, SANDRINGHAM - CONTINUOUS                        42C

                           KING GEORGE V
                 My life’s aim has been to serve as I might,
                 towards those ends. Your loyalty, your
                 confidence in me has been my abundant
                 reward. To all - to each - I wish a Happy
                 Christmas. God Bless You!

       The red transmission light goes out.

       FLASH: A camera goes off: the perfect picture of a King’s
       speech.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          29.


                              KING GEORGE V
                               (getting up)
                    You see, practice makes perfect.

                              BERTIE
                    Father, I don’t think the people want to
                    hear me.

                              KING GEORGE V
                    If your brother continues to neglect his
                    duties you’ll have to do a lot more of
                    this. Practise.

                              BERTIE
                    Father, I...

                              KING GEORGE V
                    I’m sending you to the Midlands.

          Bertie is horrified at the prospect.


42D       OMITTED(NOW 42H)                                         42D


42E       INT. BERTIE’S STUDY, YORK HOUSE - NEW NIGHT              42E

          The HMV Label.

          Bertie, in grief and despair, is at his desk, staring at the
          record Logue made.


          Bertie takes a record and walks to a Victoria stand, lifts
          the arm, places the steel needle. It slips and slides across
          the records surface , as steel needles do. But what he hears
          is poetic and flowing:

                              BERTIE’S RECORDED VOICE
                    “To be, or not to be, - that is the
                    question: -

          Elizabeth enters, unseen by Bertie and listens.
                    “..Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer
                    The slings and arrows of outrageous
                    fortune,
                    Or to tale arms against a sea of troubles,
                    And by opposing end them?”
                        (the needle sticks)
                    “...the sea of troubles, and by opposing
                    end them? And by opposing end them?”

          Bertie lifts the needle.

                              BERTIE (V.O.)
                    Stick strictly to business.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           29A.


42F    INT.   LOGUE’S CONSULTATION ROOM - NEW DAY               42F

       Bertie and Elizabeth have returned to the consultation room.

                            BERTIE
                  No personal folderol.

                             ELIZABETH
                  I thought I’d made that very clear in our
                  interview.

       Logue is silent, then:

                            LIONEL
                  Got the shilling you owe me?

                            BERTIE
                  No I don’t!

                            LIONEL
                  Didn’t think so.

                            BERTIE
                  Besides, you tricked me!

                            LIONEL
                  Which is why you’ve both returned.
                      (tries to get them to
                       understand)
                  What you’re asking will only deal with the
                  surface of the problem.

                              ELIZABETH

                  That’s sufficient. My husband has
                  difficulties with his speech. Just deal
                  with that.


                            BERTIE
                  I’m willing to work hard, Doctor Logue...

                              LIONEL
                  Lionel.

                            BERTIE
                  Are you willing to do your part?

       Logue considers, then tells Bertie:

                            LIONEL
                  Alright. You want mechanics? We need to
                  relax your throat muscles and strengthen
                  your tongue. By repeating tongue twisters
                  for example. “I am a thistle-sifter. I have
                  a sieve of unsifted thistles. Because I am
                  a thistle sifter.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             29B.


                              BERTIE
                 Fine.


       Lionel walks right up to a startled Bertie and prods him in
       the diaphragm.

                            LIONEL
                 You have a flabby tummy, you have to build
                 up the strength in your diaphragm. Simple
                 mechanics.

                           BERTIE
                     (backing away)
                 That is all I ask.

                           LIONEL
                 All that’s about a shilling’s worth.

                           BERTIE
                 Forget about the bloody shilling!
                     (calm again)
                 Perhaps, upon occasion, I shall request
                 some assistance in coping with a minor
                 event. Will that be agreeable?

                              LIONEL
                 Of course.

                           BERTIE
                 That will be the full extent of your
                 services. Shall I see you next week?

                           LIONEL
                 I shall see you every day.

       On Bertie, reacting.



42G    MONTAGE                                                    42G

       Many different sessions, many different days, all in the
       consultation room.

       CU of Bertie’s mouth. Humming.

                           LIONEL
                 Hum for as long as you like. Hmmmmmmmmmm.
                 And when you’re ready, “Mother”.

                           BERTIE
                 Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmother.

                              LIONEL
                 Beaut.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        29C.




                                                       CUT TO:

                         LIONEL
               A simple outward breath. “FFFFF” Heat for
               the “aa”. “FFFFFather”. Just slide into it.

                         BERTIE
               FFFFFFFFFFFFather.

                                                       CUT TO:

                         LIONEL
               For loosening the jaw

     Bertie and Lionel both have their individual hands clasped
     and are shaking them, vibrating their chest and loosening
     their jaw. As their jaws wobble, they omit a vibrating sound.

                         BERTIE
               Ahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahah.



                         LIONEL
                   (at the same time)
               Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha,

                         LIONEL
               Deep breath. Expand your chest...lift your
               diaphragm...allow the column of air into
               your stomach...How do you feel?

                          BERTIE
               Full of hot air.

                         LIONEL
               Because you’re a public speaker.

     Bertie inhales deeply.

                                                       CUT TO:

     Some fast cuts. Lionel handing him a cup of tea. Bertie doing
     slow breathing exercises. Bertie shouting something in
     frustration.

                         BERTIE
               I will never get that.

                         LIONEL
               Yes you can, come on, come on.

                                                       CUT TO:

     Bertie’s on the floor again.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                       29D.


                         LIONEL
               Deep breath. Hold.

     He turns to Elizabeth.

                         LIONEL
               Now Ma’am, while you are here, you could
               again be of great assistance. If you’d
               kindly sit on your husband’s stomach.

                            ELIZABETH
               Oh yes?

                         LIONEL
               Gently of course.

     Elizabeth sits gingerly on Bertie’s stomach, asking
     solicitously:

                         ELIZABETH
               Are you alright, Bertie?

     Bertie nods.

                         LIONEL
               Now exhale slowly...can you feel that
               resistance, Bertie? Down goes your Royal
               Highness...inhale slowly...and...up comes
               your Royal Highness. Exhale and down. Yes.
               Inhale and up. You get the idea.

                         ELIZABETH
               This is actually quite good fun, Bertie.

                         LIONEL
               You can do it at home. Doesn’t have to be
               you, of course, but I thought he’d prefer
               it to one of the staff.

     Lionel encourages Bertie to move as he reads a joke out.

                         LIONEL
               Move, rock back and forth on the balls of
               your feet, keep the movement continuous and
               flowing.
                   (Cut to:)

     Bertie stands framed by the open window.

                         LIONEL
               I want you to release the five vowel sounds
               A “aaaaaaaaaa” each to last no less thatn
               15 seconds.

                         BERTIE
               Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                              29E.


                            LIONEL
                      (tapping him on the
                       diaphragm)
                  Let’s connect the toned diaphragm with your
                  relaxed throat. Ma’am, would you be so kind
                  as to be the timekeeper?

       Lionel hands her a stop watch.

                            BERTIE
                  ....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....

       High up in the wall at the back of the building, a Harley
       Street physician peers out the window.

                            LIONEL
                  Anyone who can vibrate loudly in full view
                  of the world can learn to give a speech.

                            ELIZABETH
                  That’s right Bertie.
                      (checking warch) Now
                  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...

       Lionel joins in.

                            LIONEL
                  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....

                            BERTIE
                  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....

       The sound of “eeee” becomes the roar of machinery



42H    INT.   MIDLAND FACTORY - NEW DAY                            42H

       Huge industrial wheels whir noisily in neutral as WORKERS
       line up dutifully to hear the visiting Royal. Bertie’s lips
       move, but due to the racket he cannot be heard. Elizabeth
       watches in relief.

       A FOREMAN, trying to be helpful, signals. The machinery
       halts, the factory falls silent. At first, the momentum of
       speaking without being heard carries Bertie forward.

                            BERTIE
                  I assure you that my wife and I...

       Hearing his own voice reverberate through the cavernous
       factory Bertie’s stammer returns.

                            BERTIE
                  ...ar-ar-are glad to vis-vis-visit...

       Bertie pauses. Takes a breath. Relaxes.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                         29EA.


                          BERTIE
                are glad to visit this important
                manufacturing district and see for
                ourselves one or two of the industries
                which have made it famous...

      He gets back into his stride, despite the silence. Bertie
      relaxes a little. From Elizabeth, a huge smile of relief.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                             30-31.


       The sound of an approaching aircraft engine.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                               32.




43       EXT.   PRIVATE LANDING STRIP, SANDRINGHAM ESTATE - NEW DAY 43

         Bertie waits beside a shooting break, a stiff breeze whipping
         his coat, as a small plane lands and taxis.

         While he waits Bertie practises breathing exercises.

         The cockpit canopy slides back and - DAVID - leaps out,
         removing his leather helmet and goggles, gold hair gleaming,
         a sun god descended from the skies.

                              DAVID
                    Hello, Bertie. Been waiting long?

                              BERTIE
                    Three days. Where’ve you been?

         Bertie stammers badly in the presence of his brother.

                                 DAVID
                    Been busy.

                              BERTIE
                    So was I. Elizabeth has pneumonia.

                              DAVID
                    She’ll recover.

         Bertie shoots him a look.

                              BERTIE
                    Father won’t.


44       INT./EXT. CAR (SHOOTING BREAK) ON SANDRINGHAM LANE -           44
         CONTINUOUS

         David drives. Badly.

                              DAVID
                    Old bugger’s doing this on purpose.

                                 BERTIE
                    Dying?

         The vehicle almost careens off the lane.    Bertie grabs the
         wheel and straightens it.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             33.


                              DAVID
                    Departing prematurely to complicate
                    matters.

                              BERTIE
                    Oh for heaven’s sake, David.

                              DAVID
                    Wallis explained. She’s terribly clever.


45       INT.   KING’S BEDROOM, SANDRINGHAM - DAY                     45

         The King is propped up in his armchair, wrapped in his
         favorite faded Tibetan dressing gown. He’s attended by six
         members of his Privy Council - ARCHBISHOP LANG, LORD DAWSON
         his personal physician, LORD WIGRAM his private secretary,
         together with RAMSAY MACDONALD, LORD HAILSHAM and SIR JOHN
         SIMON. Also present is SIR MAURICE HANKEY, the Clerk to the
         Council.

         The King’s sons and daughter are in attendance. SISTER BLACK
         his nurse, is by the bedside.

                              NURSE
                    Feeling a little better Sir?

                                 KING GEORGE V
                    No.

         Queen Mary enters.

                              KING GEORGE V
                    Have you been skating?

                              QUEEN MARY
                    No, George.

         The King then notices David, but clearly struggles to know
         who he is.

         Wigram presents a tray with papers and pen.

                              LORD WIGRAM
                    The Order for the Council for the State,
                    Sir. So we may act on your behalf.

         Wigram reads out the Order and in a firm voice says:

                                 LORD WIGRAM
                    Approved.

         Lord Dawson holds the pen as the King makes his ‘mark’.

         Then the King smiles and says to the assembled group:
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        33A.


                               KING GEORGE V
                     I am sorry to have kept you waiting so
                     long.




46        INT.   DINING HALL, SANDRINGHAM - NIGHT                    46

          Places set for nine. Queen Mary, Bertie and his brothers
          George and Henry, and sister Princess Mary are seated,
          waiting. As are Lang, Wigram, Dawson. One place remains
          empty. The Queen breaks the silence.

                               QUEEN MARY
                     When I die I want my jewellery divided
                     equally. Elizabeth gets first choice. She’s
                     not greedy.

                               BERTIE
                     Mother, you aren’t the one who’s dying.

                               QUEEN MARY
                     Don’t be impertinent. Where is David?

                               BERTIE
                         (uncomfortable)
                     I think he’s making arrangements.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             34.


                              QUEEN MARY
                    What sort of arrangements?

                              BERTIE
                    He didn’t say.

                              QUEEN MARY
                    If your father were well, tardiness would
                    not be tolerated. None of
                    this..unpleasantness would be tolerated
                        (A tiny moment of panic
                         shows)
                    Whatever are we going to do without him?
                        (Then the facade returns)
                    Fetch David.




47       INT.   LIBRARY, SANDRINGHAM - CONTINUOUS                     47

         David, hunched over a table, appears to be sobbing.     He
         doesn’t hear Bertie’s discreet knock.

         Seeing his brother crying, Bertie is deeply moved, puts a
         comforting hand on his shoulder. David pulls away as though
         touched by a leper and covers the receiver in his hand.

                              DAVID
                    I’m on with Wallis!
                        (continues as though
                         Bertie didn’t exist)
                    I know, darling, a talk, even a lovely long
                    talk, is a poor substitute for holding
                    tight and making drowsy. Nor making our own
                    drowsies either, as we’ve had to do far too
                    often lately.
                        (kisses the phone and
                         hangs up)
                    Wallis misses me terribly.

                              BERTIE
                    Mother says you’re late for supper.

         David glares at a clock.

                              DAVID
                    Father’s bloody clocks, half an hour fast!

         He sets it back.


48       INT.   DINING HALL, SANDRINGHAM - CONTINUOUS                 48

         David enters and sits between Lord Dawson and Archbishop
         Lang.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                      34aA.


                          DAVID
                    (to Dawson)
                How is my father? I hope he is not in pain.

                          LORD DAWSON
                No, no, he’s quieter now.

      The butler enters and whispers to Lord Dawson and Lord
      Wigram. They both exit.

                          QUEEN MARY
                David is the head of the family now. I
                shall move into Marlborough House.

      Pause.

                          COSMO LANG
                    (to David)
                You know the King and I often spoke about
                you. It would be a pity, Sir, if you were
                to misjudge me in this connexion. Believe
                me, I appreciate that you are different
                from your father in your outlook and
                temperament. I want you to know that
                whenever the King questioned your conduct,
                I tried in your interest to present it in a
                most favourable light.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    34A.


                         DAVID
                   (ironic)
               I can always trust you to have my best
               interests at heart.

                         COSMO LANG
                   (to Queen Mary)
               I was thinking of a simple Benediction.

                         BERTIE
               I don’t think that is what Papa would want.

                         DAVID
               He’s not High Church, you know that.

     Awkward silence.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           35.


                              QUEEN MARY
                    All my children, at the same table.

                                 GEORGE
                    Yes, Mama.

         Lord Wigram enters and whispers to Queen Mary.

                              QUEEN MARY
                    It seems our vigil will not be of long
                    duration.


49       INT.   LIBRARY, SANDRINGHAM - LATER                       49

         Lord Wigram, Lord Dawson and Archbishop Lang are huddled,
         with cigars and port, composing a news release on the back of
         a Sandringham menu card. Bertie and David stand apart,
         smoking.

                              DAVID
                        (referring to Lang)
                    Who the buggery invited him?

                              BERTIE
                    Nobody knows.

                              DAVID
                    Someone should jolly well dis-invite him.

                              BERTIE
                    That would be rash.

         On the other side of the library...
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                 35A.


                         COSMO LANG
               “Tranquilly”? “Serenely”?

                         LORD WIGRAM
               Peacefully.

     The others nod.

                         COSMO LANG
               “The King’s life is moving peacefully to
               its...” “Termination”?

                            LORD WIGRAM
               Close.

                         COSMO LANG
               “...close.”
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                                36.


                              LORD WIGRAM
                    I’ll telephone through to the BBC and alert
                    The Times to hold the morning edition.
                    Problem is...time is running short.

         The clock is approaching midnight. David and Bertie join the
         group.

                              DAVID
                    Father’s late for death, is he?

                              LORD WIGRAM
                    We don’t want the news delivered by the
                    afternoon press, do we?

         The brothers look at him. He explains:

                              COSMO LANG
                    Who knows what sensational side issues the
                    disreputable tabloids might choose to
                    report.

         Out on Lord Dawson, thinking.

                                                          DISSOLVE TO:


50       INT.   CORRIDOR OUTSIDE KING’S BEDROOM - NIGHT                  50

         David is leaning against the wall, weeping. Bertie comes
         from the bedroom to comfort him. David looks broken-hearted.

                              DAVID
                    Now I’m trapped!

         Suddenly he pulls himself together with miraculous rapidity.


51       INT.   KING’S BEDROOM, SANDRINGHAM - NIGHT                      51

         The nurse looks aghast as Lord Dawson prepares to administer
         an injection.

                              LORD DAWSON
                    Three quarters of a gram of morphia and a
                    gram of cocaine injected into the distended
                    jugular vein.

                                 NURSE
                    That’s...
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             37.


                               LORD DAWSON
                     You may leave.

          She does so, distraught.

          Lord Dawson gives the injection.



51A       INT. KING’S BEDROOM, SANDRINGHAM - NIGHT                    51A

          Lord Dawson takes the King’s pulse, consulting his watch.

                               LORD DAWSON
                     Time of expiration, 11:55 pm. Quite on
                     schedule.

          Queen Mary takes her eldest son’s hand and kisses it. Then
          the Duke of Kent does the same.

                               QUEEN MARY
                     Long live the King.

                               DAVID
                         (very emotional)
                     I hope I will make good as he has made
                     good.

          Slowly the ROAR OF A HUGE crowd is heard, growing in volume.
          Then rising above the roar, whipping it to even greater
          frenzy, a voice that’s chillingly recognizable: Hitler, his
          words pouring forth in an unstoppable torrent.


52-53     OMITTED                                                52-53


54        INT.   LOGUE’S CONSULTATION ROOM - NEW DAY                   54

          Lionel is at his desk listening to the radio. Two of his sons
          sprawl on the floor. Valentine is studying for the School
          Certificate. Antony, the youngest, is taking a break from
          homework, building a model airplane.

                               VALENTINE
                     Turn the bugger off, Dad.

                               LIONEL
                     I wish we could.

          He switches off the wireless.

                                  ANTONY
                     Dad?

                                  LIONEL
                     What?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10               37A.


                         ANTONY
               Time for a Shake, dad?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           38.


                        LIONEL
                  (flattered)
              You sure? Allright put your thinking caps
              on.

                        VALENTINE
                  (looking up from his book)
              Go on, Dad.

    This was, and still is, a much loved ritual. Lionel
    disappears behind a door..

                        ANTONY
              Bet its the Scottish Play.

                            VALENTINE
              Othello!

                        LIONEL (OOMING OUT)
              “Art thou afeard?”

                        VALENTINE
                  (Without even looking up)
              Caliban!

                            LIONEL
              Oh!

                            ANTONY
              Carry on!

    Lionel has a pillow stuffed into his jacket to create a
    monstrous hunchback. His acting, performed just for his lads,
    is quite magical.

                        LIONEL
              “Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
              Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight,
              and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twanging
              instruments
              Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes
              voices,
              That, if then I had waked after long sleep,
              Will make me sleep again:” (to Valentine)
              Now You!

                        VALENTINE
              “..and then, in dreaming, The clouds
              methought would open, and show riches Ready
              to drop upon me; that...”

                        LIONEL
                  (overlapping)
              ...when I waked, I cried to dream again.”
              That’s the sad bit.

    A KNOCK at the door. Lionel is not expecting anyone.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           38A.


55        INT.   WAITING ROOM TO LOGUE’S CHAMBERS - DAY              55

          Bertie, wearing a black armband, is at the door.   He knocks
          again.

                               BERTIE’S VOICE
                     Doctor Logue?
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           39.


56       INT.   LOGUE’S CONSULTATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS             56

         Lionel covers:

                              LIONEL
                    Next patient must be early. Off you go,
                    lads. Take the bus.

         Antony deposits the model plane on a chair, stows the
         building materials in a box. Valentine is already lost again
         in his book. Lionel takes it out of his hand, closes it, and
         hands it back.

                              LIONEL
                    You too, Doctor.

         But pats him on the back proudly. The boys exit the back way.

                              BERTIE’S VOICE
                    Lionel...? Are you there?


57       OMITTED                                                   57


58       INT. WAITING ROOM TO LOGUE’S CHAMBERS - CONTINUOUS        58

         The door opens.

         The two men stare at each other, not sure what to say.

                               LIONEL
                    Bertie, they told me not to expect you.
                        (beat)
                    Sorry about your father.

                              BERTIE
                    I didn’t expect to be here.
                        (gesturing towards the
                         consultation room)
                    May I?

                                 LIONEL
                    Of course.

                              BERTIE
                    I’ve been practising. One hour a day. In
                    spite of everything.
                        (notices)
                    What happened?

                                 LIONEL
                    Sore back.

         Lionel hastily removes the pillow, tossing it away. Realizes
         Bertie has entered the consultation room.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           40.


59       INT.   LOGUE’S CONSULTATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS              59

         Bertie starts to sit.

                                 LIONEL
                    Not there!

         CRUNCH.   A model airplane was nestling in the armchair.

                              LIONEL
                    Curtis bi-plane, now a Curtis mono-wing.

                               BERTIE
                    Terribly sorry. Tell your children I’ll buy
                    a new one.

         Lionel takes out the box of model building gear the boys
         left.

                              LIONEL
                    I’ll fix it.
                        (silence)
                    So. What would you like to work on today?

                                 BERTIE
                    My Fa-....

         Bertie is completely locked.

                              LIONEL
                    Mine died rigid, fists clenched at his
                    sides, cursing the Reaper: take me, you
                    bastard!

                              BERTIE
                    What was he angry at?

                              LIONEL
                    Me. I was a great disappointment.

                              BERTIE
                    Thought he’d be proud of you.

                                 LIONEL
                    So did I.

                              BERTIE
                    A man of stature?

                                 LIONEL
                    A brewer.

                                 BERTIE
                    Oh.

                              LIONEL
                    At least there was free beer.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    41.


    Pause.

                         BERTIE
               I was informed, after the fact, my father’s
               last words were: “Bertie has more guts than
               the rest of his brothers put together.” He
               couldn’t say that to my face.

    Silence.

                         BERTIE
                   (blurts)
               My brother. That’s why I’m here.

                         LIONEL
               What’s he done?

                            BERTIE
               Can’t say.     I can’t puh-puh-puh...

    His jaw and throat muscles constrict.

                         LIONEL
               Try singing it.

                            BERTIE
               Pardon?

                         LIONEL
               Know any songs?

                            BERTIE
               Songs?

                            LIONEL
               Yes songs.

                         BERTIE
               “Swanee River”.

                         LIONEL
               How modern.

                         BERTIE
               Happens to be my favorite.

                         LIONEL
               Sing it then. Give me the chorus.

                         BERTIE
               No.  Certainly not.
                   (fascinated by the plane
                    repairs)
               Always wanted to build models. Father
               wouldn’t allow it. He collected stamps. I
               had to collect stamps.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   42.


                        LIONEL
              You can help.

    Bertie eagerly reaches for some balsa.

                        LIONEL
              If you sing.
                  (to “Swanee River”)
              “When I was a boy with David...upon the
              Swanee River.”

                        BERTIE
              I can’t waltz around warbling!

                        LIONEL
              You can with me.

                        BERTIE
              Because you’re peculiar.

                        LIONEL
              I take that as a compliment. Would you like
              a cup of tea?

                        BERTIE
              No. Yes. Thank you.

    Lionel fires up the hot plate.

                        LIONEL
              You were about to sing an aria concerning
              your brother.

                        BERTIE
              I’m not crooning “Swanee River!”

                        LIONEL
              Try “Camptown Races” then.
                  (sings)
              “My brother D, he said to me, doo-dah doo-
              dah...” That sort of thing. Did it cause
              friction? Knowing he’d be King and you
              wouldn’t?

                        BERTIE
              Certainly not! I’ve always looked up to
              David.

                        LIONEL
              Why up? You’re taller. Two lumps or one?

    Bertie, a bit abashed, holds up three fingers.

                        BERTIE
              I’ve a sweet tooth. To tell the truth...

                        LIONEL
              Always preferable.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          43.


                        BERTIE
              ...it was a relief. Knowing I wouldn’t be
              King.

    Reaches into his jacket for his cigarette case.

                        LIONEL
              No smoking. What’s your age difference?

                        BERTIE
              Eighteen months.

                        LIONEL
              But for eighteen months you would’ve been
              top of the tree?!

    Bertie tries to reply but freezes in a profound blockage. In
    desperation he sings:

                        BERTIE
              “We didn’t think about it that way, doctor.
              Doo-dah doo-dah.”

                        LIONEL
              You didn’t stammer.

                        BERTIE
              Of course I didn’t stammer, I was singing!
                  (realises)
              Oh...

                        LIONEL
              Cut some struts.

                        BERTIE
              David and I were very close. Young bucks...
              You know.

                        LIONEL
              Chase the same girls?

    Bertie is silent. Lionel hands him a mug of tea. Bertie
    realizes it’s chipped and possibly none too clean.

                        LIONEL
              Princess Elizabeth?

    Bertie almost spills his tea.

                        BERTIE
              What an extraordinarily rude thing to say!
                  (quickly under control)
              David tried to be her beau at one point.
              Before I met her. She wouldn’t have him.
              Not like my father...he and his brother,
              when they were young, kept a girl in St
              John’s Wood and shared her on alternate
              nights.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    44.


    An uncomfortable silence. Too much has been said.

                         LIONEL
               Now dope the other wing. Did David tease
               you?

                         BERTIE
               They all did. “Buh-buh-buh-Bertie”. Father
               encouraged it. “Get it out, boy!” Said it
               would make me stop. Said...”I was afraid of
               my father, and my children are damn well
               going to be afraid of me”. Is this
               necessary?!

                         LIONEL
               Otherwise the paint will eat through the
               tissue.

                         BERTIE
               I mean the damn questions!

    Silence.


    Lionel has been watching Bertie work on the model.

                         LIONEL
               Naturally right handed?

                         BERTIE
               Left. I was punished. Now I use the right.

                         LIONEL
               Anything else? Bertie you didn’t come here
               to talk tongue twisters.

                         BERTIE
               Knock knees.

    Lionel waits.

                         BERTIE
               Metal splints were made...worn night and
               day.

                         LIONEL
               That must have been painful.

                         BERTIE
               Straight legs now.

                         LIONEL
               Anything else?

                         BERTIE
               Ah, yes...my first nanny loved
               David...hated me. When I was presented to
               my parents for the daily viewing, she’d...
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   44A.


     The stammering produced by the memory halts him.

                            LIONEL
               Sing it.

                         BERTIE
                   (tunelessly)
               “She pinch me so I’d cry,
               and be sent away at once,
               then she wouldn’t feed me upon the Swanee
               River. Doo-dah, doo-dah.”
                   (speaks)
               Took three years for my parents to notice.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   45.


                        LIONEL
              A storybook childhood.

                        BERTIE
              I still have recurring ulcers. A burst
              appendix prevented me from seeing much
              action in the Navy.

    Clearly still a source of humiliation.

                        LIONEL
              Any serious maladies among your siblings?

                        BERTIE
              Youngest brother. Johnnie. You didn’t know?
              Sweet boy. Epilepsy...and...he
              was ’different’. Died at 13, hidden from
              view. Too embarrassing for the family.
                  (nervous)
              I’ve been told it’s not catching.

                        LIONEL
              Nor is stammering.

                        BERTIE
              So it’s all in my head!? Purely my fault,
              is it? Well there’s no fixing that!
                  (stops)
              This is...tawdry!

                        LIONEL
              Are you angry at me, or your brother?

                        BERTIE
              I have a temper. I told you that.

    Bertie remains stubbornly silent.   Then blurts:

                        BERTIE
              He’s fallen in love!

                            LIONEL
              Happens.

                        BERTIE
              With the wrong sort of woman!

                        LIONEL
              What’s the matter with her?

                        BERTIE
              She’s American.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           46.


                              LIONEL
                    Some of them must be lovable.

                              BERTIE
                    This one’s on her second marriage. Mrs
                    Wallis Simpson of Baltimore.

                              LIONEL
                    “Queen Wallis of Baltimore”?

                              BERTIE
                    Unthinkable.

                               LIONEL
                    Does sound a bit iffy. Can’t they carry on
                    privately?

                              BERTIE
                    If only they would!

          Pause.

                              BERTIE
                    You know, Lionel, you’re the first ordinary
                    Englishman...

                              LIONEL
                    Australian.

                              BERTIE
                    ...I’ve ever really spoken to. Sometimes,
                    when I ride through the streets and see,
                    you know, the Common Man staring at me, I’m
                    struck by how little I know of his life,
                    and how little he knows of mine.

                              LIONEL
                    What’re friends for.

                              BERTIE
                    I wouldn’t know.


          MUFFLED DRUMS.


59A       ARCHIVE FOOTAGE OF KING GEORGE V’S STATE FUNERAL          59A

          The common man, and woman, en masse. Thousands of them,
          solemn in their bereavement.
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             47.


       Funereal bagpipes wail, joining the measured drum-rolls.

       Ranks upon ranks of military personnel slow-stepping the
       ceremonial death march.

       Muffled cannons bark their salute.

       Startled, a large flock of blackbirds rise up and streak
       across the wintery sky.

       A Naval squad pulls a gun carriage that carries the King’s
       coffin draped with the Royal standard, on which rests the
       Royal crown topped by a jeweled Maltese Cross.

       On Whitehall, the gun carriage passes the Cenotaph.

                           PATHE NEWSREEL ANNOUNCER
                 All salute as they pass Cenotaph. One
                 million died for him...as King George died
                 for them.

       We see naval cadets salute to their right.

       END ARCHIVE FOOTAGE.


59AA   EXT. WHITEHALL - DAY                                       59AA

       David, very solemn, Bertie - pale and fragile, their brothers
       Henry and George all salute as they pass the Cenotaph.

       The crowd is silent.

       Lionel, Myrtle, and all three boys are part of the crowd,
       half a dozen rows back. Antony and Valentine have mirrors on
       sticks to see over the heads.

                           LIONEL
                     (whispers a running
                      commentary to the boys)
                 That’s the Prince of Wales. He’s now King
                 because he’s the oldest.

       Lionel spots...

       Bertie, in the procession passing by.

       Lionel stares at him. Tries to make eye contact. In the midst
       of this pomp and ceremony the immense potential importance of
       his client sinks in. Of course, Bertie doesn’t see him.

                           LIONEL
                 Quite an irony...all this.

                           MYRTLE
                 Why’s that?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                 47A.


                         LIONEL
               His children weren’t too fond of him.

                         MYRTLE
               Lionel! What a thing to say. Where’d you
               pick that up?
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            48.


                                LIONEL
                      Heard it...at work.

          Lionel points, to distract.

                                LIONEL
                      Think the German will make it?

          Return to archive footage, a contorted limping German is
          seen. The procession of dignataries continues.

                                PATHE NEWSREEL ANNOUNCER
                      ....fifteen Kings of Europe and eleven
                      Princes of the Realm are here...


60-63     OMITTED                                                 60-63


64        EXT. AUSTIN DRIVING THRU SCOTTISH ESTATE - NEW DAY          64

                                BERTIE (O.S.)
                      “I sifted seven thick-stalked thistles
                      through strong thick sieves. I sifted
                      seven...”

                                ELIZABETH (O.S.)
                      Bertie, isn’t that enough?

                                BERTIE (O.S.)
                      I have to keep saying it. This is your
                      fault.

          CHOP!   CHOP!   CHOP! The sound of an axe.

          Fallen trees start to litter the roadside.


64A       INT.    AUSTIN, ROYAL COUNTRY ESTATE - CONTINUOUS          64A

          Bertie and Elizabeth are dressed for a party. Outside, fallen
          trees, and more falling. They’re aghast.

                                ELIZABETH
                      Five hundred year old oaks...removed to
                      improve the view!

                                BERTIE
                      Nonetheless...we must try to be pleasant.

                                ELIZABETH
                      You know she calls me “The Fat Scottish
                      Cook”?

                                BERTIE
                      You’re not fat.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10             48aA.


                          ELIZABETH
                I’m getting plump.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           48A.


                         BERTIE
               You seldom cook.

     She gives her husband a look, but realizes he’s teasing. She
     gasps and points:
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             49.


         POV - more trees being felled.

                              BERTIE
                    I sifted seven.

                                 ELIZABETH
                    Shut up!!


65       OMITTED                                                      65


66       INT.   BALLROOM, BALMORAL - DAY                              66

         A weekend house party. Drinks at teatime. Five or six friends      *
         dance to a gramophone. A couple are already drunk. At the          *
         epicenter, David, the very picture of insouciance, and
         WALLIS, clinging to his arm, dripping in jewellery. Wallis’        *
         most attractive physical feature is her back, displayed fully
         by her choice of dress. Surrounded by their entourage, they        *
         are the apex of chic.

         A FOOTMAN announces:

                              FOOTMAN
                    Their Royal Highnesses the Duke and Duchess
                    of York.

         Elizabeth freezes as Wallis sweeps forward to greet them.

                              WALLIS
                    How lovely to see you both. Welcome to our              *
                    little country shack.

         Elizabeth stares at her, incredulous, then sails past,
         announcing to no one in particular:

                              ELIZABETH
                    We came at the invitation of the King.                  *

         Wallis is wrongfooted. Elizabeth and Bertie reach David.           *
         Elizabeth curtsies to David, and Bertie gives David a nod.         *

                              BERTIE                                        *
                    Hello David.                                            *

                              DAVID                                         *
                    Hello Bertie. Hello Elizabeth.                          *

         David kisses Elizabeth on both cheeks.                             *

                              BERTIE                                        *
                    I see you’re making some changes to the                 *
                    garden.                                                 *

                              DAVID                                         *
                    I am. I am not quite finished.                          *
 SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           49aA.


       David’s eyes are drawn by Wallis.                                 *

                             WALLIS                                      *
                  David!                                                 *

       She taps her champagne glass.                                     *

       A footman goes into action, but Wallis waves him off. David       *
       leaves instead.                                                   *

                            DAVID                                        *
                      (calling to Wallis)                                *
                  Just be a sec, darling!                                *
                                                                         *

       Bertie pursues him.                                               *

       One of the guests - WINSTON CHURCHILL - nursing a glass of
       champagne moves up to Elizabeth.                                  *


67     INT.   DRAWING ROOM/PORTRAIT GALLERY, BALMORAL   - DAY       67   *

       Elizabeth is standing in front of a canvas of George IV when
       Churchill arrives at her side.

                             ELIZABETH
                  Don’t tell me I behaved badly, Mr
                  Churchill.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                  49A.


                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               On the contrary, your Royal Highness.
               Etiquette decrees royalty must be greeted
               by the official host: in this case: the
               King. Not a commoner. You behaved
               impeccably. As always.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                         50.


                                  ELIZABETH
                    Thank you.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    I’m always amused when you’re referred to
                    as being a commoner. As common as the
                    Scottish kings from whom you descend.

                              ELIZABETH
                    Your flattery is profound. What is your
                    agenda, Mr Churchill?

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                        (pause, then)
                    Did she actually say what I thought she
                    said?

                              ELIZABETH
                    You know she did.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    What is her hold on him?

                              ELIZABETH
                    Witchcraft. Apparently she helped him                *
                    overcome a problem with things she learnt            *
                    in an establishment in Shanghai.                     *

          Churchill almost spills his new champagne.                     *

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    Mam, I’d not realized you were so well
                    versed in such matters.

          They catch a distant glimpse of David hurrying down a
          corridor, followed by Bertie, determined to catch up.


67A       INT. CORRIDOR, BALMORAL - CONTINUOUS                    67A

          Bertie catches his brother.

                              BERTIE
                    I’ve been trying to see you...

                              DAVID
                    I’ve been terribly busy.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          51.


                              BERTIE
                    Doing what?

                                  DAVID
                    Kinging.

                               BERTIE                                     *
                    Really? Kinging? Kinging is a precarious
                    business! Where is the Tsar of Russia?                *
                    Where is Cousin Wilhelm? Is Kinging laying            *
                    off eighty staff at Sandringham and buying
                    yet more pearls for Wallis while there are
                    people marching across Europe singing “The            *
                    Red Flag”?                                            *

                              DAVID                                       *
                    Herr Hitler will sort that lot out.                   *

                              BERTIE                                      *
                    Who’ll sort out Herr Hitler?                          *

          David hurries down some stairs.                                 *


67B       INT. SERVANT’S CORRIDOR/WINE CELLAR - DAY                67B    *

          David is hunting for a bottle of champagne for Wallis in the    *
          wine cellar.                                                    *

                              DAVID                                       *
                    Mother’s not still in bed is she?                     *

                              BERTIE                                      *
                    And you’ve put that woman into our mother’s           *
                    suite?                                                *

                              DAVID
                    Mother’s not still in the bed, is she?

                              BERTIE
                    That’s not funny.

          David finds the bottle he was looking for.                      *
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                         52.


                               DAVID
                    Wally likes the very best.
                        (then)


                              BERTIE
                    I don’t care what woman you carry on with
                    at night, as long as you show up for duty
                    in the morning!



          He exits. Bertie follows.


67C       INT. HALLWAY - DAY                                      67C



                              DAVID
                    This is not just some woman I am carrying
                    on with. This is the woman I intend to               *
                    marry

                                  BERTIE
                    I’m sorry?

                              DAVID
                    She’s filing a petition for divorce.                 *

                                  BERTIE
                    Good God.


67D       INT. PORTRAIT GALLERY, BALMORAL - CONTINUOUS            67D

          Elizabeth is shocked, having just heard the news.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    No doubt you find it unacceptable an
                    Empress of the Night should be Queen of
                    England?

                              ELIZABETH
                    That would be calamitous.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    Please understand, David is King, which is
                    why I stand with him. However, she need not
                    be Queen.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            53.


                                  ELIZABETH
                    How so?

          Churchill refers to the painting they’re standing under.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    A relative?

                                  ELIZABETH
                    Distant.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    You’re aware then, George IV’s wife, Mrs.
                    Fitzherbert, was very common indeed and
                    previously married?

                              ELIZABETH
                    Nice attempt. That, however, was a very
                    long time ago, and you’re stirring with a
                    very large spoon.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    She signed an agreement whereby she could
                    never become Queen, and their children
                    could not be Royal. A rather pragmatic
                    morganatic arrangement, don’t you agree?

                              ELIZABETH
                    I can assure you, Mr Churchill, to the
                    family and the Church, no matter how
                    represented, she is unacceptable. And do                *
                    keep in mind, I’m also a distant relative
                    of Lady Macbeth.

          She moves off, leaving him flat-footed.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    I’d disremember at my peril.


67E       INT. HALLWAY/DRAWING ROOM, BALMORAL - DAY                  67E    *

                              BERTIE                                        *
                    Can’t you just give her a nice house and a              *
                    title?                                                  *

                              DAVID                                         *
                    I won’t have her as my mistress.                        *

                              BERTIE                                        *
                    David, the Church does not recognise                    *
                    divorce and you are the head of the Church.             *

                              DAVID
                    Haven’t I any rights?

                              BERTIE
                    Many privileges...
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          54-55.


                            DAVID
                  Not the same thing. Your beloved Common Man
                  may marry for love, why not me?

                            BERTIE
                  If you were the Common Man, on what basis
                  could you possibly claim to be King?!

                            DAVID
                  Been brushing up on our constitution have
                  we?

                            BERTIE
                  Sounds like you haven’t.

                            DAVID
                  Is that what this is all about? Brushing
                  up? Is that why you’ve been taking
                  elocution lessons?

                            BERTIE
                  I’m attempting t-t

                            DAVID
                  That’s the scoop around town. Yearning for
                  a larger audience are we, B-b-b-bertie?

                            BERTIE
                  D-don’t say such a th-

                            DAVID
                  Young brother trying to push older brother
                  off throne...Positively medieval.

                            BERTIE
                  D-

        And Bertie is completely locked.

        David heads for Wallis, leaving his brother totally
        distraught. He pours her a glass of champagne. She shows she    *
        is pleased with him.                                            *


67F     OMITTED                                                  67F


68-73   OMITTED                                                 68-73
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          56.




74       INT. LOGUE’S CONSULTATION ROOM, HARLEY STREET - NEW DAY   74

         Bertie stands shattered, lost in painful memory.

                             BERTIE
                   My own brother... I couldn’t say...I could
                   say...I couldn’t say a word in reply!

                             LIONEL
                   Why do you stammer more with David than you
                   do with me?

                             BERTIE
                   Because you’re bloody well paid to listen!

         The latter, angry, sentence is flawless.

                             LIONEL
                   I’m not a geisha girl?

                             BERTIE
                   Stop trying to be so bloody clever!

                             LIONEL
                   What is it about David that stops you
                   speaking?

                             BERTIE
                   What the bloody hell is it that makes you
                   bloody well want to go on about David?

                              LIONEL
                   Vulgar but fluent. You don’t stammer when
                   you swear.

                             BERTIE
                   Bugger off!

                             LIONEL
                   Is that the best you can do?

                             BERTIE
                   Well bloody bugger to you, you beastly
                   bastard.

                             LIONEL
                   My maiden aunt can do better than that.

                             BERTIE
                   Shit then. Shit, shit, shit!

                             LIONEL
                   See how defecation flows trippingly from
                   the tongue?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10             56A.


                         BERTIE
               Because I’m angry!

                         LIONEL
               Ah. Know the f-word?

                         BERTIE
               Fornication?
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           57.


                                  LIONEL
                    Bertie.

          Lionel gives him a look.

                              BERTIE
                    Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

                              LIONEL
                    Yes! You see! Not a hesitation!

                              BERTIE
                    Bloody, bloody, bloody! Shit, shit, shit!
                    Bugger, bugger, bugger! Fuck, fuck, fuck!

          A knocking on the wall.

                              ANTONY (O.S.)
                    Dad? What’s going on?

                              LIONEL
                        (calls)
                    Sorry. Finish your homework.

          Bertie laughs.

                              LIONEL
                    First time I’ve heard you do that.

                              BERTIE
                    Royals aren’t allowed. Not in public.

                               LIONEL
                    Can’t joke, can’t laugh?
                        (then referring to Antony
                         on the other side of the
                         wall)
                    Shall we go for a walk?

                                  BERTIE
                    Can we?

                              LIONEL
                    I think we should.

          Lionel throws him his hat and scarf.

                              LIONEL
                    Put on your spy clobber.


74A       EXT. REGENT’S PARK ORNAMENTAL GARDEN - DAY               74A

          Bertie and Logue come into view talking. Bertie with his
          homburg pulled low, scarf wrapped high. The park is empty and
          bleak on this winter’s day. One can feel the cold chill;
          puffs of steam punctuating their words like smoke signals.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          58.


                        BERTIE
              That’s all very well, Logue, but my next
              public appearance can’t be an obscene
              operetta singing fuck!

                        LIONEL
              It would sell tickets!

                        BERTIE
              I was taught from childhood to serve a
              purpose. I came to you under the illusion
              I might learn to perform that function!

                        LIONEL
              Which is what we’re doing! Any future
              appearances will be superbly staged,
              thoroughly rehearsed. Bertie, we can parse
              your speeches into manageable phrases. You
              can sing them, swear them, rehearse them
              til you get the rhythm and flow. That’s my
              job. That’s my duty. “Every subject’s
              duty is the King’s, but every subject’s
              soul is his own”. Shakespeare. Henry V.

                        BERTIE
              I’m not the King.

                        LIONEL
              I’m not saying you are.

                        BERTIE
              Then why mention it?   I am not the King.

                        LIONEL
              That’s not what I mean.

                         BERTIE
                   (strides off)
              Look here, I’m not indulging in a public
              row!

                        LIONEL
              You’re the one who’s getting het up!

    WHACK. Something hits Bertie on the back. A soccer football.
    He wheels around.

    A group of local lads stare at him unabashed.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                         59.


    Bertie belts it back and it overshoots the lads’ heads.

                        LIONEL
                  (following)
              What’s wrong? What’s got you so upset?

                        BERTIE
              Logue, you have no idea. My brother is
              infatuated with a woman who’s been married
              twice - and she’s American.

                        LIONEL
              That’s not a crime.

                        BERTIE
              And she’s asking for a divorce and David is
              determined to marry her. Mrs Wallis Simpson
              of Baltimore.

                        LIONEL
              Queen Wallis of Baltimore?

                        BERTIE
              Unthinkable.

                        LIONEL
              Can he do that?

                        BERTIE
              Absolutely not. But he’s going to anyway.
              All hell’s broken loose.

                        LIONEL
              Can’t they carry on privately?

                        BERTIE
              If only he would.

                        LIONEL
              Where does that leave you?

                        BERTIE
              I know my place! I’ll do anything within my
              power to keep my brother on the throne.

                        LIONEL
              Has it come to that? So the way things are
              going, your place may be on the throne.

                        BERTIE
              I am not an alternative to my brother.

                        LIONEL
              But you could outshine David...

    Lionel reaches out and gives Bertie a pat of comfort on the
    shoulder. Bertie pulls back in offended shock.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                  59A.


                         BERTIE
               Don’t take liberties! That’s bordering on
               treason.

                         LIONEL
               I’m just saying you could be King. You
               could do it!

                         BERTIE
               That is treason!

     They face each other, as though in combat.

                         LIONEL
               I’m trying to get you to realise you need
               not be governed by fear.

                         BERTIE
               I’ve had enough of this!
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          60.


                             LIONEL
                   What’re you afraid of?

                             BERTIE
                   Your poisonous words!

                             LIONEL
                   Why’d you show up then? To take polite
                   elocution lessons so you can chit-chat at
                   posh tea parties?

                             BERTIE
                   Don’t instruct me on my duties! I’m the
                   brother of a King...the son of a King...we
                   have a history that goes back untold
                   centuries. You’re the disappointing son of
                   a brewer! A jumped-up jackeroo from the
                   outback! You’re a monster, Logue! These
                   sessions are over!

         Bertie strides off in a fury. Lionel, equally angry, in the
         other. Two men moving apart in the cold wintery landscape,
         the ground mist rising.

         The Lionel stops. Turns.

         POV - Bertie has disappeared from view.

         CLOSE ON LIONEL as he realises...he’s no longer therapist to
         a man who might have to become King.


75       INT. LIVING ROOM, LOGUE APARTMENT - NIGHT                 75

         The family is listening to their favorite radio show. Myrtle
         cleaning silver, Lionel doing bills, Valentine studying,
         Laurie and Antony glued to the speaker. Lionel looks totally
         dejected.

                             MYRTLE
                   What’s the matter, love?

                                 LIONEL
                   Nothing.

         Lionel shrugs helplessly, glances at the boys.

                             MYRTLE
                   You look a bit blue.

                             LIONEL
                   Just trouble with a client.

                                 MYRTLE
                   Oh yes.

                             LIONEL
                   Frightened of his own shadow.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                         60A.


                         MYRTLE
               Isn’t that why they come to you?

                         LIONEL
               But this chap...

                            MYRTLE
               Yes?
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            61.


                              LIONEL
                    This chap truly could be somebody great,
                    and he’s fighting me.

                              MYRTLE
                    But that’s not your job. Perhaps he doesn’t
                    want to be great.

         Lionel is silent.

                              MYRTLE
                    Perhaps it’s only what you want him to be.

                              LIONEL
                    I overstepped the mark.

                              MYRTLE
                    Apologise, Lionel. Do you both good.
                    Sometimes you do push a bit hard.

         They sit in silence. The kids laugh at the radio show.


76       EXT. BACK GARDEN ENTRANCE, 10 DOWNING STREET/HORSE GUARDS 76
         PARADE - DAY

         A car pulls up. A bundled figure hurries out and slips in
         thru the garden entrance.


77       INT.   BALDWIN’S STUDY, 10 DOWNING STREET - DAY             77

         Bertie is with Prime Minister STANLEY BALDWIN, a stocky man
         with his hair parted straight down the middle. Their
         conversation in progress.


                              BALDWIN
                    It’s not just because she’s an American, a
                    soon to be a twice divorced American,
                    that’s the least of it. Winston’s mother
                    was American. I apologise for the nature of
                    this, but...
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                      62.


               according to Scotland Yard, we understand
               that the King did not possess exclusive
               rights to Mrs. Simpson’s favours and
               affections, sharing them with a married
               used car salesman, a certain Mr Guy
               Trundle.In addition, Hitler’s ambassador,
               Count von Ribbentrop, sends her 17
               carnations every day......

    Silence.

                         BALDWIN
               We understand, Sir, that when Hitler
               entered the Rhineland your brother
               indicated his support to the German High
               Command.

    Pause.

                         BERTIE
               I know that my brother has made attempts at
               preserving the peace.

                         BALDWIN
               Unfortunately this now includes making a
               broadcast to the nation, telling “his side
               of things”. Asking the populace to accept
               Mrs Simpson and he’ll graciously agree to
               remain their Monarch.
                   (Baldwin reads from a copy
                    of David’s proposed text)
               “He now feels that it is best to go away
               for a while so that his hearers may reflect
               calmly but without undue delay on what he
               has said”

                            BERTIE
               That’s

                         BALDWIN
               Unconstitutional. The BBC has been
               instructed not to broadcast it.
                   (pause)
               Sir, are you aware that his Majesty sought
               my advice in the matter of Mrs Simpson?

                         BERTIE
               No, Prime Minister, I have not seen much of
               him lately.

                           BALDWIN
               Having   given it, I am bound to stand by it.
               Should   your brother continue to ignore the
               advice   of his Government, His Government
               has no   choice but to resign.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   63.


                        BALDWIN
              Labour has, quite decently, pledged not to
              step into the breach.

                        BERTIE
              No government!

                        BALDWIN
              That still leaves Churchill. There’s talk
              of forming a King’s Party.

                        BERTIE
              Good God. What about the morganatic
              solution?

                        BALDWIN
              Against my advice, but at the King’s
              insistence, Churchill’s suggestion of a
              morganatic marriage has been put to the
              Dominion Prime Ministers.

    Baldwin gets a sheath of telegrams.

                        BALDWIN
              Australia, firmly: “no”. When informed, his
              Majesty said there weren’t enough people in
              Australia to worry about. Canada also
              declined. South Africa felt it
              “inappropriate”. The Irish Free State
              states, bluntly, our English King may marry
              who he wishes. New Zealand...New Zealand
              wavers. They’d not heard of Mrs Simpson,
              and wondered who she might be.

                        BERTIE
              I’m afraid, Prime Minister, he is
              completely and utterly in her thrall.

                        BALDWIN
              Does the King do what he wants, or does he
              do what his people expect him to do?
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             64.


77A       EXT. 145 PICCADILLY - DAY                                   77A

          Light rain falling as the AUSTIN pulls up to the entrance and
          Bertie, escorted by footmen, hurries inside.

          ACROSS THE STREET a figure, umbrella in hand, watches, then
          approaches, goes to the door and rings. It’s Lionel. He
          waits.

          A FOOTMAN appears, looks at Lionel in his damp trench-coat,
          glances at the street, seeing no waiting Rolls or Bentley:

                                  STEWARD
                    Sir?

                              LIONEL
                    I’ve come to see...His Royal Highness.

                              STEWARD
                    You’ve an appointment, sir?

                              LIONEL
                    It’s important.

                              STEWARD
                    May I take your card, sir?

          Produces a silver tray. Lionel doesn’t have a card.

                              LIONEL
                    The name’s Lionel Logue. He knows who I am!

                              STEWARD
                    Kindly wait, Mister Logue.


77AA      INT. HALLWAY, 145 PICCADILLY - CONTINUOUS               77AA

          Lionel is shown to a chair in the hall to wait. Footsteps
          echo.

          Bertie’s Equerry, dressed in military uniform, comes in. He
          is scrupulously polite.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          65-
                         65A

                              EQUERRY
                    I’m very sorry, Mr Logue, the Duke is
                    terrible busy.

                              LIONEL
                    I’m happy to wait. Or I could come back
                    later.

                              EQUERRY
                    As I said, the Duke is busy.

         The steward opens the door. Both wait.

         Lionel reluctantly withdraws.

         CLOUDS OF SMOKE billow up, emanating from...


78 - 79 OMITTED                                               78 - 79


80       INT.   BERTIE’S STUDY, 145 PICCADILLY - NIGHT             80

         Churchill’s cigar, as he waits, inspecting a newly
         constructed model plane on Bertie’s desk. Unable to resist,
         he picks it up and plays with it like a large schoolboy,
         doing dive-bombing runs on the desktop, replete with sound
         effects. Bertie enters, startling him.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                        (referring to model)
                    Perhaps a battleship next, your Royal
                    Highness. We’ll need them.


                              BERTIE
                    There is a rumour that you are going to
                    form a King’s Party, Mr Churchill. I need
                    to know where you stand. Are you backing my
                    brother?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    66.


                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               Our cockerel won’t fight. He doesn’t seem
               to have the stomach for it. I wonder
               whether he really wants to be king at all.
               Poor little lamb. I thought if we
               “encouraged” Mrs Simpson to go abroad he
               might come to his senses. I have pleaded on
               the King’s behalf for time and patience. My
               plea that no irrevocable step be taken was
               howled down by the House of Commons. It was
               the most brutal parliamentary rebuff I have
               ever suffered. I fear I am finished. My
               wife calls me the last believer in the
               divine right of kings.

               I stood up for him till the end. But there
               were other reasons for concern, Sir. He
               was careless with state papers. He lacked
               commitment and resolve. There were those
               that worried where he would stand when war
               with Germany came, and be sure, Sir, war
               with Germany will come.

                         BERTIE
               We’re not coming to that?

                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               Indeed we are, Sir. There’ll be war
               alright. We need a King behind whom we can
               all stand united.

                         BERTIE
               I fear my brother is not of sound mind.
               Queen Mary believes he is absolutely
               unhinged.

                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               His intent is crystal clear.

                          BERTIE
               Are you changing horses in mid-stream, Mr
               Churchill?

                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               As I said, Sir, my bounden duty is to serve
               the King – whomsoever he may be.


    Silence.

                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               Have you thought what you will call
               yourself?

                         BERTIE
               Not Albert.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           66A.


                               WINSTON CHURCHILL
                     No. Too Germanic.

          Pause.

                               WINSTON CHURCHILL
                     What about George? After your father?

          Bertie evades the suggestion.

                               BERTIE
                     Winston, you could form a government on
                     David’s behalf.

                               WINSTON CHURCHILL
                     I must decline. Reluctantly. And you know
                     how much I love a battle.

          Churchill gets to his feet.

                               WINSTON CHURCHILL
                     I fear mugs for his Coronation will soon be
                     two a penny. He has shown me his new
                     speech. I have added what I believe to be
                     some rather memorable turns of phrase.




80A       EXT. THE FORT - DAY                                      80A

          The Royal flag is flying. Bertie’s Austin is one of the cars
          parked in the drive.


81        INT.   DAVID’S DRAWING ROOM, THE FORT - DAY               81

          Bertie waits nervously for David.

          David enters, looking sunken.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          67.


                               BERTIE
                     David! Thank God. You look exhausted!
                     Mother’s beside herself. How are you
                     bearing up?

                               DAVID
                     Bertie. I have to go. The decision’s been
                     made.

                               BERTIE
                     I cannot accept that. You are in no
                     cindition to make that decision.

                               DAVID
                     I’m afraid there’s no other way.

                               BERTIE
                     David, nobody wants that. I least of all.

          Pause.

                               BERTIE
                     Have you told anyone else?

                               DAVID
                     I told mother.

                               BERTIE
                     What about Harry and George?

                               DAVID
                     I’m seeing them tonight.

          Pause.

                               BERTIE
                     The funny thing is, you always told me you
                     were never going to get married.

          Pause.

                               BERTIE
                     I want you to know, whatever the outcome,
                     we’re brothers before anything else.

          Silence.


81A       INT. - DRAWING ROOM, THE FORT - DAY                      81A

          Bertie, Henry and George are there to witness David signing
          the abdication document.

          Silence. The scratching of a fountain pen.

                               DAVID
                         (shaking the pen)
                     They could have given me a pen that works.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                          67A.


     He finally signs his name. The others sign.

     Bertie signs.

     HOLD ON Bertie’s face.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            68.


                               DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    At long last I am able to say a few words
                    of my own.


82       EXT.   MONTAGE OF BRITISH STREETS - NIGHT                  82

         It is December 11th, 1936. If practical use the actual
         recorded broadcast (truncated). In London, Birmingham,
         Edinburgh, country hamlets and cathedral towns...the streets
         are deserted. Stragglers hurry indoors to be near:

         THE GLOWING DIAL OF A RADIO

                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    I have never wanted to withold anything,
                    but until now, it has not been
                    constitutionally possible for me to speak.

                                                     MATCH DISSOLVE TO:


83       OMITTED                                                    83


84       INT.   PLAYROOM, YORK HOUSE - NIGHT                        84

         ANOTHER WIRELESS being listened to by Elizabeth, with the two
         little princesses sitting at her feet, wide-eyed.

                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    A few hours ago I discharged my last duty
                    as King and Emperor. Now that I have been
                    succeeded by my brother, the Duke of
                    York...

         Bertie battles his emotions.

                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    ...my first words must be to declare my
                    allegiance to him. This I do with all my
                    heart.

         Elizabeth takes Bertie’s hand supportively.


                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    You all know the reasons which have
                    impelled me to renounce the throne. But I
                    want you to understand that, in making up
                    my mind, I did not forget the country or
                    the empire, which, as Prince of Wales and
                    lately as King, I have for twenty-five
                    years tried to serve.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             69.


84A       INT. STUDY, WINDSOR CASTLE - NIGHT                          84A

          David sits at his desk on which sits a BBC microphone. As
          always he speaks with beautiful fluency.

                              DAVID
                    But you must believe me when I tell you I
                    have found it impossible to carry the heavy
                    burden of responsibility and to discharge
                    my duties as King as I would wish to do
                    without the help and support of the woman I
                    love. And I want you to know that the
                    decision I have made has been mine and mine
                    alone. This was a thing I had to judge
                    entirely for myself. The other person most
                    nearly concerned has tried up to the last
                    to persuade me to take a different course.


84B       INT. DRAWING ROOM, WINDSOR - NIGHT                          84B

          ANOTHER RADIO being listened to by the Dowager Queen.

                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    I have made this, the most serious decision
                    of my life, only upon the single thought of
                    what would, in the end, be best for all.

          Queen Mary sits ramrod stiff

                                                            CUT TO.


85        INT. LOGUE’S PARLOUR - NIGHT                                 85

          A DIAL GLOWS.   The Logue family are listening.

                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    This decision has been made less difficult
                    to me by the sure knowledge that my
                    brother, with his long training in the
                    public affairs of this country and with his
                    fine qualities, will be able to take my
                    place forthwith without interruption or
                    injury to the life and progress of the
                    empire.

          Myrtle shakes her head.

                              MYRTLE
                    Poor Duke of York.

          Lionel is frozen by the implications: Bertie will be King,
          and he, Lionel, will not be the King’s therapist.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                              69A.


                              DAVID (V.O. RADIO FILTER)
                    And he has one matchless blessing, enjoyed
                    by so many of you, and not bestowed on me --
                    a happy home with his wife and children.


85A       INT. HALLWAY, 145 PICCADILLY - NEW DAY                      85A

          Bertie is in full regalia of an Admiral of the Fleet’s
          uniform. The two princesses wave from the foot of the stairs.
          Margaret Rose calls:

                              MARGARET ROSE
                    Must we move, Daddy?

          Deliberately avoiding an answer, he blows them a kiss and
          continues on out the door.


86        EXT. 145 PICCADILLY - CONTINUOUS                             86

          The Royal standard on a gleaming car’s bonnet.

          Bertie stands uneasily as the driver opens the door.   Bertie
          realizes it’s a Rolls.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           70.


                              BERTIE
                    Where’s the car?

                              DRIVER
                    The Palace changed it, Your Highness.

                              BERTIE
                    I like the Austin.

         Bertie gets in the Rolls. Framed in the car window he looks
         terrified as the car edges from the curb.

         On the far side of the street, kept back by police, a crowd
         of onlookers. When the Rolls comes out of the gates and
         passes by, they applaud. On the edge of the group...Lionel.

         Bertie peers out of the window of the Rolls. Their eyes meet.
         Bertie looks away. The Rolls disappears.


87       EXT.   ST. JAMES PALACE - DAY                             87

         To establish.


88       INT.   ACCESSION COUNCIL CHAMBER - CONTINUOUS             88

         The Council is made up of Privy Councillors, members of the
         House of Lords, the Lord Mayor of the City of London, the
         Aldermen of the City of London and the High Commissioners of
         some Commonwealth countries. The Council are gossiping as
         they await the arrival of the King.

                              COSMO LANG
                    They say he has epilepsy.

         Baldwin shoots him a look.

                              BALDWIN
                    Is that true?

                                COSMO LANG
                          (equivocates)
                    No.
                        (adds quickly)
                    But he’s fragile, prone to illness, and may
                    be unable to get through the Coronation.              *

                              BALDWIN
                    Who would you suggest? The next brother? A            *
                    run of the mill cavalry officer?                      *
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                  70A.


                         COSMO LANG
               I must admit...unburdened with brain. The
               youngest, perhaps?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          71.


                        BALDWIN
              His private life leaves much to be desired.           *
              Led astray by “the girl with the silver               *
              syringe”.                                             *

    Lang throws him a look.

                        WINSTON CHURCHILL                           *
              George VI is our best man. Indeed, he is              *
              our only man.                                         *

                        BALDWIN                                     *
              We are placing a heavy burden on those                *
              fragile shoulders. He will need all our               *
              loyalty and support.                                  *

                        COSMO LANG                                  *
              He will indeed.                                       *
                                                                    *

    A formal voice announces:

                        LORD PRESIDENT OF THE COUNCIL (O.S.)        *
              Gentlemen are we ready?                               *

    Bertie walks to the podium like a man to the gallows.

    At the podium all of Bertie’s old symptoms reappear: the
    tightening of the neck muscles, the protruding Adam’s apple,
    the jaw locking.

                        BERTIE
              I do faithfully promise and swear that I              *
              shall inviolably maintain and preserve the            *
              Settlement of the true Protestant religion            *
              as established by the Laws made in                    *
              Scotland.                                             *

              Your Royal Highnesses, My Lords and                   *
              Gentlemen, I meet you today in                        *
              circumstances which are without parallel in           *
              the history of our Country. Now that the              *
              duties of Sovereignty have fallen upon Me I           *
              declare to you My adherence to the strict             *
              principles of constitutional government and           *
              My resolve to work before all else for the            *
              welfare of the British Commonwealth of                *
              Nations. Furthermore, My first act upon               *
              succeeding My brother will be to confer on            *
              him a Dukedom and he will henceforth be               *
              known as His Royal Highness the Duke of               *
              Windsor.                                              *

    At the podium Bertie has come to a complete muscle-locked       *
    halt. He bows his head in humility. And shame.
 SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                       71aA.


89     INT.   PLAYROOM, YORK HOUSE - THAT DAY                   89

       Elizabeth is with her daughters when the door opens and
       Bertie appears, still in full regalia, straight from the
       Accession Council. He tries to put on a brave front, but it
       doesn’t quite work. He desperately needs the comfort of his
       family.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           71A.


                               BERTIE
                     Daddy’s home.

          He holds his arm out, expecting his daughters to run to him
          for a hug and kiss, his solace after the ordeal. They remain
          where they are and curtsy formally.

          Bertie is devastated. Elizabeth can see he’s falling apart,
          and quickly takes him from the room.


90        INT.   BERTIE’S STUDY, YORK HOUSE - NIGHT                 90

          Bertie valiantly tries to make sense of his new dispatch box
          filled with state papers, seated at his desk. It is late at
          night.

          Elizabeth enters, in night clothes.

                               BERTIE
                     I’m trying to familiarise myself with what
                     a state paper looks like.

          He picks up a series of papers.

                                BERTIE
                     A despatch from Mr Baldwin which I don’t
                     understand a word of. David’s finances. The
                     Christmas broadcast - I think that might be
                     a mistake.

                               ELIZABETH
                     You won’t have to do it. I’ll speak to
                     them.

                               BERTIE
                         Plans for the Coronation -
                          I think that’s an even
                          bigger mistake. I’m not a
                          King. I’m a naval
                          officer. Its the only
                          thing I know about.

          And Bertie breaks down. Fierce, wracking sobs.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             72.


          Elizabeth speaks softly, with growing strength, having
          already accepted and adapted to the situation.

                              ELIZABETH
                    Dear, dear man... You asked me to marry you
                    three times, and that was because, as much
                    as I loved you, I couldn’t bear a royal
                    life of tours and public duties, a life
                    that didn’t belong to me. Then I
                    thought...he stammers so
                    beautifully...they’ll leave us alone.

          She takes his anguished face in her hands tenderly.

                              ELIZABETH
                    David and Mrs Simpson   changed all that. And
                    I shall never forgive   them. But if I must
                    be Queen, I intend be   a very good Queen.
                    Queen to a very great   King indeed.


91 - 93 OMITTED                                                 91 - 93


94.       EXT. LOGUE HOME, SOUTH KENSINGTON - NEW DAY               94.

          Re-establishing shot. Two large cars wait at the curbside.

          A doorbell rings.


95        OMITTED                                                      95


96        OMITTED                                                      96
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          73.




96A       INT. PARLOUR, LOGUE APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS               96A

          Two figures can be seen outlined in the frosted glass door.

          Lionel opens it.

          Bertie and Elizabeth are standing there.

                              BERTIE
                    Waiting for a Royal to apologize, one must
                    wait rather a long wait.



          Beat.

                              LIONEL
                    Do come in. Myrtle’s at bridge. Home. Look,
                    it’s not Buckingham Palace.

                              BERTIE
                    What more does a man need?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        74-75.


                            ELIZABETH
                     (stepping in)
                 It’s charming.
                     (then)
                 Off you go now. Or must I knock your heads
                 together?

       She settles herself on a settee and picks up a magazine. The
       two men are still standing there, not knowing quite what to
       do. She dismisses them with a flick of her fingers.


96B    INT. LOGUE’S STUDY - CONTINUOUS                          96B

       The two men enter. Again a moment of uncertainty. Then Bertie
       blurts.

                           BERTIE
                 Here’s your shilling Logue
                     (puts shilling down)
                 I know what you were trying to do Logue.

                           LIONEL
                 I went about it the wrong way.

                           BERTIE
                 I’m afraid I went into hiding.

                           LIONEL
                 Well I am frightening, I’m sorry.

                           BERTIE
                 Now here I am. Is the nation ready for two
                 minutes of radio silence?

                           LIONEL
                 Every stammerer always fears they will fall
                 back to square one. I won’t let that
                 happen. You won’t let that happen.

                           BERTIE
                 If I can’t do my duty...David could come
                 back. I’ve seen the placards “Save Our
                 King!” They don’t mean me. Every other
                 monarch in history succeeded someone who
                 was dead, or about to be. My predecessor is
                 not only alive, but very much so. What a
                 bloody mess!

                           LIONEL
                 I could say “Uneasy lies the head that
                 wears the crown” but I won’t.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          74-
                          75A

                              BERTIE
                    Millions died for this crown. The King
                    tosses it away for a girl. I’m left holding
                    it. A man who cannot speak. The whole
                    family firm could collapse. I couldn’t even
                    give them a Christmas speech.

                              LIONEL
                    Like your Dad?

                                  BERTIE
                    Precisely.

                              LIONEL
                    Your father. He’s not here.

                              BERTIE
                    Yes he is. He’s on that bloody shilling you
                    owe me.

                              LIONEL
                    You don’t carry cash. You don’t have to.
                    You don’t have to carry your brother around
                    either. You’re very much your own man.

                                  BERTIE
                    Am I?

                              LIONEL
                    Whose face is on the shilling now?

          There’s a noise outside the door. Lionel is stunned.

                                  LIONEL
                    Myrtle!

                              MYRTLE
                    Lionel, dear!


96C       INT. PARLOUR, LOGUE APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS               96C

          Myrtle has entered and is taking off hat and coat. She sees
          Elizabeth.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        76.


                         MYRTLE
               Hello, sorry, and you are....?

                         ELIZABETH
               “Your Majesty”, the first time. After that,
               “Ma’am”. Not Malm as in Palm, Mam as in
               ham. I’m informed your husband calls my
               husband Bertie and my husband calls your
               husband Lionel. I trust you won’t call me
               Liz.

                         MYRTLE
               Your Majesty, you may call me Mrs Logue,
               Ma’am.

    Silence.

                         ELIZABETH
               Well, Mrs Logue, I believe you play bridge?

    Myrtle is taken aback.

                         MYRTLE
               How did you know?

                         ELIZABETH
               Your husband.

    IN THE STUDY: Lionel stands listening, ear to the door.

                         BERTIE
               Are you alright, Lionel?

                            LIONEL
               Yes.

                         BERTIE
               Shall we go through?

                            LIONEL
                      (not moving)
               Yes.

    IN THE PARLOUR: Myrtle’s at a loss knowing what to do with
    royalty.

                         ELIZABETH
               Do you win?

                         MYRTLE
               I’ve a good partner. George Bernard Shaw.

                         ELIZABETH
               George Bernard Shaw? Oh yes?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           76A.


                            MYRTLE
                Yes.

                          ELIZABETH
                What do you talk about?

                            MYRTLE
                Bridge.

     Silence.


     IN THE STUDY:

                          BERTIE
                Shouldn’t I meet your wife?

                          LIONEL
                    (frozen)
                Yes you should!

                          BERTIE
                What’s the problem?

                          LIONEL
                She doesn’t know about us.

     IN THE PARLOUR:

                          ELIZABETH
                Earl’s Court is so pleasant.

                          MYRTLE
                Oh it’s South Kensington actually.

     IN THE STUDY:

                          BERTIE
                    (realizing)
                You’re being a coward!

                          LIONEL
                Absolutely. I’m a sensible man!

                          BERTIE
                Get out there, man!

     And Bertie ushers Lionel into the parlour.

     IN THE PARLOUR: Logue enters, pretending total innocence and
     surprise, followed by Bertie.

                          LIONEL
                Oh! Hello, Myrtle darling! (indicating
                Elizabeth) So you two have met! I don’t
                believe you know....King George VI?

     Myrtle stares at Lionel and takes her revenge.
     SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           77.


                              MYRTLE
                    Will their Majesties be staying for dinner?

         Logue and Bertie look panic-stricken. Elizabeth comes to the
         rescue.

                              ELIZABETH
                    We would love to, but...a previous
                    engagement.

         On Lionel’s relief.


97       INT.   LOGUE BEDROOM - LATER                              97

         Lionel in the hallway.

                              LIONEL
                        (shouts)
                    Tony, I said lights out!

         Lionel and Myrtle prepare for bed in utter strained silence.
         Each gets into the bed from their chosen side. They lay there
         a moment. Not a word. No kiss.

                              LIONEL
                    Thanks for a lovely dinner.

         Silence.
                    Are we not talking?

         Silence. He turns out the light. A moment of darkness..

                              MYRTLE
                    I arrive home to find the King and Queen of
                    England in my parlour!

                              LIONEL
                    They haven’t actually been crowned yet.

         The light is snapped back on by Myrtle, sitting bolt upright.

                              MYRTLE
                    Lionel! For heaven’s sake! How long has
                    this been going on?

                              LIONEL
                    Quite some time. I was sworn to secrecy. I
                    couldn’t tell you.

                              MYRTLE
                    Well that’s very convenient, isn’t it
                    Lionel. But we agreed, from the beginning,
                    no high and mighties. Nothing that would
                    draw attention. The King of England!

                              LIONEL
                    Myrtle, he trusts me...
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   78.


                        MYRTLE
              We’re never going home, are we?! That’s a
              job for life!

                        LIONEL
              Don’t think of him as a King, he’s another
              patient who’s crushed by his defect...

                        MYRTLE
                  (overlapping)
              You’re not listening to me!

                        LIONEL
                  (overlapping)
              ..who I’m helping, I’m getting results...

                        MYRTLE
              Lionel! I want to go home.

                        LIONEL
              Darling why? You were the one who inspired
              me to come here. I didn’t realise you were
              unhappy.

                        MYRTLE
              First it was research, then acting, then
              setting up shop, and now working with the
              bloody King! You’re always trying to go one
              better. I’m sick of this place. Being
              defined by my accent. How many English
              friends have we really made? We could have
              a lovely home in Perth.

                        LIONEL
              The King of England is my patient. I cannot
              go home yet.

                        MYRTLE
              Well tell me when we can!

    She turns off a light.

    In the dark.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            78A.


                           LIONEL
                 Myrtle...I don’t deserve a wonderful woman
                 like you.

       She turns the light back on.

                           MYRTLE
                 How right you are.

       She turns if off.


97A    INT. BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE - STUDIO - DAY                97A

       The domed head of the Archbishop Cosmo Lang lowers into
       frame, facing a microphone.

       A red light blinks, four times. Then glows steady.

       Lang, seated before the mike, smiles, totally at ease.

                           COSMO LANG
                 We are now able to look forward with hope               *
                 and joy to the Coronation of our King. He               *
                 himself and his Kingship will then be                   *
                 solemnly consecrated to the service of the              *
                 most High God. The darkness of an anxious               *
                 time is over. A new morning has dawned. A               *
                 new Reign has begun. George VI is King. You             *
                 can readily imagine what it means to him to             *
                 be summoned so suddenly, so unexpectedly in             *
                 circumstances so painful for himself - for              *
                 he was bound to his brother by ties of                  *
                 closest affection - to face the immense                 *
                 responsibilities of Kingship. What I shall              *
                 venture to say of him will be no mere                   *
                 conventional eulogy. It will be said from               *
                 the personal knowledge - I am sure he will              *
                 allow me to say - of many years of                      *
                 friendship. In manner and speech he is more             *
                 quiet and reserved than his brother (And                *
                 here may I add a parenthesis which may not              *
                 be unhelpful. When his people listen to the             *
                 new Monarch they will note an occasional
                 momentary hesitation in his speech. But he              *
                 has brought it into full control and to                 *
                 those who hear it, it need cause no sort of
                 embarrassment, for it causes none to him
                 who speaks.) He is frank, straightforward,              *
                 unaffected.                                             *


97B    INT. BUCKINGHAM PALACE, BERTIE’S STUDY - DAY              97B

       Bertie is listening to Lang on the radio, frozen with stress.

       Elizabeth places a comforting hand on his arm.
 SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        78AA.


97C    INT. LOGUE’S PARLOUR - DAY                               97C

       Lang’s speech continues.

                           LIONEL
                 Jesus Christ.

       Myrtle flashes him a look of concern.

                           LIONEL
                 This will set Bertie back a decade.


98     EXT. WESTMINSTER ABBEY - DAY                              98

       To establish. Preparations are being made in the street for
       the coronation - spectator stands are complete and fabric is
       being dressed.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                         79-80.


99     INT.   WESTMINSTER ABBEY - DAY                             99

       The center piece of the Coronation staging is the throne of
       Edward the Confessor. Scaffolding has been erected to supply
       seating. Technicians work to erect film cameras, lights,
       radio microphones.

       Bertie and Lionel are walking towards the throne.

                              LIONEL
                    Get a feel of the space, that’s it, and we
                    will start running the text...

       They stop short as they see Cosmo Lang waiting to greet them,
       flanked by the Dean of Westminster and a couple of flunkies.

       There is a distinct drop in temperature.

                              COSMO LANG
                    Welcome your Majesty.

                              BERTIE
                        (double edged)
                    This is the scene of the crime?

                              COSMO LANG
                    Allow me to guide you through the ceremony.

       Cosmo sees Bertie staring at the microphones.

                              COSMO LANG
                    Ah, yes, wireless is indeed a Pandora’s
                    Box. You can count yourself lucky I have
                    categorically said no to the BBC’s new
                    “radio-with-pictures” gadget. Imagine, the
                    unwashed viewing our little mannerisms of
                    speech.

                              BERTIE
                    Radio with pictures?!.

                              COSMO LANG
                    Happily, with a transmission range of only
                    fifteen miles this “Television” has no
                    future. We shall, however, be forced to
                    permit the talkies; the product of which I
                    shall personally edit.

                              LIONEL
                    Without momentary hesitation.

       Affronted,    Cosmo takes Bertie aside.

                              COSMO LANG
                    If your House Detectives would give us
                    space, we could discuss this in private.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        79A.


                         BERTIE
               You mean my protector, “Crusher”

     Giving Lionel a scathing look, Lang continues speaking to
     Bertie confidentially.

                         COSMO LANG
               Fret not. As I assured our nation in my
               recent broadcast.

                         BERTIE
                   (controlling)
               Yes, I heard.

                         LIONEL
               All of England heard. Unfortunately.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                 81.


                         COSMO LANG
              Pardon?! Does your bodyguard know to whom
              he’s speaking? He certainly doesn’t know
              his place!

                        BERTIE
              Doctor Lionel Logue of Harley Street, my
              speech specialist.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   82.


                        COSMO LANG
              Specialist?! Had I known Your Majesty was
              seeking assistance I would’ve made my own
              recommendation.

                        BERTIE
              Dr. Logue is to be present at the
              Coronation.

                        COSMO LANG
              I will ask the Dean of Westminster but I am
              afraid it is impossible. There is no more
              room. Even for a Doctor.

                         BERTIE
              Place him behind the chair of Edward the
              Confessor.

                        COSMO LANG
              In the Royal Box!? Your Family will be
              seated there.

                        BERTIE
              That why it’s suitable.

                        COSMO LANG
                  (sniffs)
              I might be able to add a very small stool.

                        BERTIE
              Two comfortable chairs. One for Madam
              Logue. She’s a close friend of my wife. The
              Queen.

                         COSMO LANG
                  (beat)
              I’ll have someone attend to it.

                        LIONEL
              And now, if you don’t mind, we need the
              premises.

                        COSMO LANG
              My dear fellow, this is Westminster Abbey!
              The Church must prepare his Majesty.

                         LIONEL
              My preparations for Bertie are equally
              important.

                        COSMO LANG
              Bertie?! We do not call the King: “Bertie”!

                         LIONEL
              I do. We’ll need the facilities. No
              observers.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                         82A.


                         BERTIE
               Those are my wishes, Your Grace.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            83.


                              COSMO LANG
                        (sniffs)
                    I shall place the Abbey at Your Majesty’s
                    disposal this evening when the workmen have
                    concluded their tasks.

          Lang nods curtly and exits.

                              BERTIE
                    You’ve made a dangerous enemy.

                              LIONEL
                    Wouldn’t want him as a friend.

          Lionel waits in expectation for Bertie to smile.

                              BERTIE
                    Don’t ever call me Bertie in public!

          A moment of confrontation.    Lionel knows he’s overstepped.
          Nods.

                              LIONEL
                    I’ll see you after dinner.

          Bertie still glares.


100       INT. AN OFFICE IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY - NIGHT                100

          Lang is on the phone. The door is open. While talking he
          watches the work preparations. On the phone he tells
          someone:

                              COSMO LANG
                    Oh, hello. This is Archbishop Lang                      *
                    speaking. I wish to make enquiries about                *
                    speech therapy. In fact, about a particular             *
                    speech therapist. In fact, about a                      *
                    particular Australian speech therapist: Dr              *
                    Lionel Logue of Harley Street. That’s                   *
                    right...Thank you very much.                            *


101       INT. LOGUE DINING ROOM - NIGHT                             101

          The meal is long over. Valentine is, as usual, using the
          table for study. Antony is playing. Logue enters and sits.
          Myrtle plunks down a plate.

                              LIONEL
                    Mmm... Kedgeree! Lovely.

          She doesn’t even reply.

                              LIONEL
                    I’ve news for you. You’re coming to the
                    Coronation.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                    83A.


     The boys perk up, exchange looks.

                         MYRTLE
               I’ve news for you. I’m not.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            84.


                                  LIONEL
                     You must.

                               ANTONY
                     Can we come?

          Lionel shakes his head.

                               MYRTLE
                     And stand in the rain hoping for a glimpse?

                               LIONEL
                     No. Inside the Abbey. Royal Box. You and I.

          Valentine suddenly - finally - pushes his book aside and
          stands up.

                               VALENTINE
                     Go on, Mum.

          Silence, then.

                               MYRTLE
                     I’d need a new dress.

                                LIONEL
                     Rather thought you might. And some
                     jewellery.

          Myrtle is still stunned. She exits into the next room. And
          shrieks!

                               VALENTINE
                         (shouts)
                     Good on ya, Mum.

                               ANTONY
                     Can we come?

                               VALENTINE
                         (overlapping)
                     Dad, can’t we go?!

                               LIONEL
                         (overlapping)
                     I’ll make it up to you, I’ll do another
                     Shake!?

          Laurie, entering the chaos:

                               LAURIE
                     What did I miss?


102       INT.   WESTMINSTER ABBEY - THAT NIGHT                      102

          Footsteps resonate.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          84A.


     Lionel enters. Trips over one of the grave markers set into
     the floor.

                         LIONEL
               I can’t believe I’m walking on Chaucer,
               Dickens and Dryden.

                         BERTIE
               I’m not here to rehearse, Doctor Logue.
               True, you never called yourself ‘Doctor’.
               We said that for you. No diploma, no
               training, no credentials. Just a great deal
               of nerve.

                         LIONEL
               Ah, the star chamber inquisition.

                         BERTIE
               You wanted trust and total equality.

                         LIONEL
               Bertie, I was at Wembley Stadium. You
               remember that debarcle. My oldest son
               Laurie said “Do you think you could help
               that poor man?” I replied “If I had the
               chance”.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   85.


                        BERTIE
              What, as a failed actor!?

                        LIONEL
              It’s true, I’m not a doctor, and yes I
              acted a bit, recited in pubs and taught
              elocution in schools. When the Great War
              came, our boys were pouring back from the
              front, shell-shocked and unable to speak
              and somebody said, “Lionel, see if you can
              help these poor buggers”. I did muscle
              therapy, but I knew I had to go deeper.
              These young blokes had cried out in fear,
              and no-one had listened. My job was to give
              them faith in their voice. Ring any bells
              with you Bertie?

                        BERTIE
              You give a very noble account of yourself.

                        LIONEL
              Make inquiries. It’s all true.

                        BERTIE
              Inquiries have been made! Have you any idea
              who’s breathing down my neck? I vouched for
              you and no credentials.

                        LIONEL
              But lots of success. There was no training
              then! And all I could do was learn by
              experience. And Christ what an experience.
              The plaque says, ‘L. Logue, Speech
              Defects’. No Dr., no letters after my name.
              Lock me in the Tower.

                        BERTIE
              I would if I could!

                        LIONEL
              On what charge?

                        BERTIE
              Fraud! You’ve saddled this nation in its
              moment of peril with a voiceless King.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                     86.


              Destroyed the happiness of my family...all
              for the sake of ensnaring a star client you
              knew you couldn’t possibly assist!

    His desperation spills out.

                        BERTIE
              Like mad King George the Third, there’ll be
              King George the stammerer, who let his
              people down so badly in their hour of need!

    Lionel sits down on the chair of Edward the Confessor.
    Leaning against it is the great two-handed sword of St.
    George.

                        BERTIE
              What’re you doing? Get up! You can’t sit
              there!

                        LIONEL
              Why not? It’s a chair.

                        BERTIE
              No, it’s the Chair of Edward The Confessor!
              The throne upon which every King for six
              and a half centuries has been crowned.

                        LIONEL
              It’s falling apart. People have carved
              their initials into it. Needs a stone to
              keep from blowing away.

                        BERTIE
                  (stammering badly)
              That’s the Stone of Scone! You’re
              trivialising everything!

                        LIONEL
              You believe such bollocks. I don’t care how
              many royal backsides have sat on it, it’s a
              building block with handles attached.

                        BERTIE
              Listen to me... !

                        LIONEL
              Listen to you?! By what right?

                        BERTIE
              Divine right, if you must! I’m your King!!!

                        LIONEL
              Noooo you’re not! Told me so yourself. Said
              you didn’t want it. So why should I waste
              my time listening to you?
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                  87.


                        BERTIE
              Because I have a right to be heard!


                        LIONEL
              Heard as what?!

                        BERTIE
              A man! I HAVE A VOICE!!!

                        LIONEL
                  (quietly)
              Yes you do.

                        BERTIE
              Stop trying to squirm off the hook.

                        LIONEL
              Bertie, you’re the bravest man I know. And
              you’ll make a bloody good king.

    Bertie stares at him.

    A familiar voice is heard from the shadows.

                        VOICE
              What on earth’s going on Sir?

                        BERTIE
              It’s all right Archbishop.

    The Archbishop of Canterbury.

                        COSMO LANG
              You’ll be glad to know Mr Logue we have
              found a replacement specialist with
              impeccable credentials. Your services will
              no longer be required.

    A long silence.

                            BERTIE
              I’m sorry?

                        COSMO LANG
              With respect Sir, for your own well-being
              the matter’s already been settled.

                        BERTIE
              That will no longer be necessary.

                        COSMO LANG
              Your Majesty’s function is to consult and
              be advised. You didn’t consult, but you’ve
              just been advised.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                    87A.


                         BERTIE
               Now I advise you: in this personal matter I
               will make my own decision.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        88.


                        COSMO LANG
              My concern is for the head upon which I
              place the crown.

                        BERTIE
              I appreciate that Archbishop, but it’s my
              head!

                        COSMO LANG
              No good will come of this. Your humble
              servant.

    Lang turns on his heel and is gone, leaving Bertie shaken,
    with both anger, and fear.

                        LIONEL
              As soon as you and Elizabeth enter the West
              door, you’ll be greeted with the hymn “I
              Was Glad When They Said Unto Me.” You won’t
              actually be that glad, because they sing it
              for a great long time. Then your friend the
              Archbishop will ponce up and say, “Sir, is
              Your Majesty willing to take The Oath?” You
              say..

                        BERTIE
              “I am willing”.

                        LIONEL
              Course you are! I’ll see what it sounds
              like from the cheap seats. “Will you govern
              your peoples according to their laws and
              customs?”

                        BERTIE
              "I solemnly promise so to do."

                        LIONEL
              "Will you to your power cause Law and
              Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all
              your judgements?"

                            BERTIE
              "I will."

                        LIONEL
              Then a long bit about upholding the faith,
              rubbish, rubbish, rubbish.

                        BERTIE
              “These things which I have before promised,
              I will perform and keep. So help me God.”

                        LIONEL
              That’s all you have to say. Four short
              responses, kiss the book and sign the oath.
              There you are: you’re King.
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           89.


       The faint CLICKING WHIR of a film projector is heard.


102A   INT. SCREENING ROOM, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - NEW DAY         102A

       On the screen: archive - Pathe newsreel footage of the
       Coronation.

       The Royal Family watches: Bertie, Elizabeth, Lilibet and
       Margaret. Cosmo Lang and his assistant are in attendance.
       There is a projectionist also.

                           BERTIE
                     (to his children)
                 That carriage was built for Mad King
                 George.

       The newsreel cuts to the interior of the Abbey.

                           ELIZABETH
                 You’ve eliminated the moment when you and
                 the Dean of Westminster collided?

                           COSMO LANG
                 A minor miscue. This is the edited version.
                 For the world, everything went splendidly.

                           MARGARET ROSE
                 You nearly crowned him backwards
                 Archbishop!

                           BERTIE
                 I notice you kept that in!

                           COSMO LANG
                 Someone had removed the thread that was
                 marking the front of the Crown, Sir.

       We see Bertie giving two of his responses.

                           BERTIE
                 Where are my other responses?

                           COSMO LANG
                 Cut for reasons of brevity, Sir.

                           ELIZABETH
                 But he didn’t stammer once!

                           BERTIE
                 I only had to repeat four. I may not be so
                 fortunate in the future.

       The Coronation footage finishes. The next segment of the
       newsreel is entitled “Hitler in Neurenberg!” and shows him
       viewing troops doing the goosestep amidst immense crowds. We
       then see Hitler’s mad eloquence, mesmerising it all.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           89A.


                           LILIBET
                 What’s he saying, Daddy?

                           BERTIE
                 I don’t know, but whatever it is, he is
                 saying it rather well.


103    INT. MEETING ROOM, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - NEW DAY           103

       Baldwin enters, looking pale and tired, to see Bertie.

                           BERTIE
                 Good Morning Mr Baldwin.

                           BALDWIN
                 Good Morning your Majesty. Congratulations
                 on your Coronation. It went splendidly.

                           . BERTIE
                 Thank you, Prime Minister. Luckily I only
                 had to repeat a few short oaths. I may not
                 be so fortunate in the future.

                           BALDWIN
                 Sir, I have come to see you today to tender
                 my resignation as Prime Minister.

                           BERTIE
                 I am so sorry to hear that, Mr Baldwin.

                           BALDWIN
                 I have come to realise that it is time for
                 some new blood. I have served to the best
                 of my ability. However, recently I have
                 even been accused in the House of “placing
                 Party before Country”. The truth is I
                 believe that up until now the British
                 people would never have accepted a policy
                 of rearmament no matter whose idea it may
                 be. I have found it impossible to accept
                 that there could be any man in the World so
                 lacking in moral feeling as Hitler, but
                 Germany is rearming at a frightening pace.
                 Until recently I have been unable to
                 entertain that in this century of progress
                 the World might be hurled for a second time
                 into the abyss of destructive War. As we
                 both know Sir, it now appears as though
                 Winston was right all along.

                           BERTIE
                 We shall be sad to see you go, Mr Baldwin.

                           BALDWIN
                 I am only sorry not to leave you in this
                 time of crisis. I am afraid Sir, your
                 greatest test is yet to come.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            89B.


103aA   INT. BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CORRIDOR (ON THE MOVE)         103aA

                            BERTIE
                  Good to see you here this morning Logue.
                  They’ve given us a room down here today,
                  they think it’s safer.

                            LIONEL
                  Are you sleeping well, Bertie?

                            BERTIE
                  As best as one can. How are Myrtle and the
                  boys? How’s the new place?

                            LIONEL
                  I can’t thank you enough.

                            BERTIE
                  So, Logue, tell me, are we at war, or not?

                            LIONEL
                  Well I don’t know.

                            BERTIE
                  Well you don’t know, the Prime Minister
                  doesn’t know, I don’t know.

                             LIONEL
                  It amused me this morning, Bertie, even in
                  this tense situation, they’ve been sending
                  the kids out to the country, and my
                  charwoman said “Thank God my Ernie has been
                  excavated”
                      (they laugh)

                            BERTIE
                  The whole thing is so damned unreal. If
                  only we knew the way it was going to be.


103aBA INT. BUCKINGHAM PALACE, BERTIE’S STUDY - DAY             103aBA   *

        3rd September 1939. Bertie, in uniform, is at his desk going     *
        through paperwork. Hardinge enters briskly.                      *

                            HARDINGE                                     *
                  At last. Here it is. You are live at six.              *
                  I’ve timed it at just under nine minutes.              *
                  The wording is fully approved. The Prime               *
                  Minister is making his announcement in five            *
                  minutes.                                               *

                            BERTIE                                       *
                  Call Logue. Immediately.                               *

        Hardinge exits. Bertie is left contemplating the speech.         *
        Nervous as hell.                                                 *
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            90.


103A   INT. LOGUE’S PARLOUR - DAY                                103A

       The Logue family are sat around the wireless.

                           CHAMBERLAIN
                 I am speaking to you from the cabinet room
                 of 10 Downing Street. This morning the
                 British Ambassador in Berlin handed the
                 German Government a final note stating that
                 unless we heard from them by 11 o’clock
                 that they were prepared at once to withdraw
                 their troops from Poland, a state of war
                 would exist between us.

       The phone rings.

                 I have to tell you now that no such
                 undertaking has been received, and that
                 consequently this country is at war with
                 Germany.

       Lionel picks it up.

                           LIONEL
                 Hello?...Yes Of course. Immediately, I
                 understood.

                                                            CUT TO:


103B   INT. - LOGUE’S CAR - DAY                                  103B

       Laurie drives Logue into work. Out the window he sees
       Sandbags being piled round government buildings.

                                                            CUT TO:


103C   INT./EXT. LOGUE’S CAR, OUTSIDE BUCKINGHAM PALACE          103C

       Logue’s ID is checked, and as the car drives in Logue sees
       barrage balloons above Buckingham Palace.


103D   EXT. QUADRANGLE, BUCKINGHAM PALACE                        103D

       Logue hurries into the Palace. The car pulls away.


103E   INT. COATROOM, BUCKINGHAM PALACE                          103E

       Logue hangs up umbrella, coat and gas mask.


103F   INT. STAIRCASE, BUCKINGHAM PALACE                         103F

       Logue is met on the stairs by HARDINGE, the King’s Private
       Secretary. Hardinge hands him a speech.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           90A.


                            HARDINGE
                  His Majesty is waiting for you in his
                  study.

                            BERTIE
                      (stammering very badly)
                  “There may be dark days ahead, and w-w-
                  wa...”


104    INT.   BERTIE’S STUDY, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - DAY           104

       Bertie (dressed in his naval uniform) and Logue (dressed in
       black tie) are rehearsing.

                               LIONEL
                  Try again.

                            BERTIE
                  “There may be dark days ahead, and w-... ”

                            LIONEL
                  Turn the halts into pauses, during which
                  you say to yourself, “God save the King”.

                            BERTIE
                  I say that continually, but apparently no
                  one’s listening.

                             LIONEL
                  Long pauses add solemnity to great
                  occasions.

                            BERTIE
                  Then I’m the solemnest king who ever lived.
                  Lionel, I can’t do this!

                            LIONEL
                  Bertie, you can do this!

                            BERTIE
                  If I am to be King...where is my power? May
                  I form a Government, appoint a Prime
                  Minister, levy a tax or declare a war? No!
                  Yet I am the seat of all authority. Why?
                  Because the Nation believes when I speak, I
                  speak for them. Yet I cannot speak!

       As though none of this had happened:
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   91.


                        LIONEL
              Let’s take it from the top. “In this grave
              hour...”

                         BERTIE
                  (hesitates, then)
              “In this grave hour fuck fuck fuck perhaps
              the most fateful in our history bugger shit
              shit (singing) I send to every household of
              my p-p-peoples.. The letter‘P’ is always
              difficult.

                        LIONEL
              Get a running start, put the words
              together. ‘peoples both at home and’

                        BERTIE
              “peoples both at home and overseas,...”

                            LIONEL
              Beaut.

                        BERTIE
                  (singing)
              “... this message, doo-dah, doo-dah...”

                        LIONEL (SINGS)
              Doo-dah, doo-dah.

                        BERTIE
              “...spoken with the same depth of
              feeling... ”

                        LIONEL (SINGS)
              Five miles long...

                        BERTIE
              “...for each one of you as if I were to
              fuck shit bugger cross your threshold and
              speak to you m-my - ...”

                        LIONEL
              In your head, now: “All those bloody
              blighters are going to have to listen to
              me!”

                        BERTIE
              Bloody blighters bloody blighters myself!

                        LIONEL
              Dance. “For the second time...” one-two-
              three-four. Waltz!

                        BERTIE
                  (waltzing and singing)
              “For the second time in the lives of most
              of us we are at wa - ...”
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           92.


    Bertie jams and comes to a halt.

                        LIONEL
              That’s because of “we are at”. Take a pause
              between “are” and “at”. “For the second
              time in the lives of most of us we are...”
              Pause.

                         BERTIE
                   (dancing and singing
                    again)
              “For the second time in the lives of most
              of us we are God save the King at war.”
              Yes!

                        LIONEL
              Great! Great! Keep going.

                        BERTIE
              “Over and over again...”

                            LIONEL
              Yes.

                        BERTIE
              “...we have tried to find a fuck you
              peaceful way out of the differences between
              my G-g-gov ...”

                         LIONEL
              Government is always difficult.
              Try...“ourselves”. And to hell with
              Churchill.

    Bertie grins.

                        BERTIE
              “...we have tried to find a fuck you all
              peaceful way out of the difference between
              ourselves and those who are now our...”

    The door opens and Elizabeth steps in. She observes, totally
    unperturbed by what she sees in front of her.

                        BERTIE
              “...enemies doo dah damn you But it has
              been in vain shit bugger we have been
              forced into a fuck shit fuck conflict...”

    Bertie breaks off when he sees Elizabeth.

                        ELIZABETH
              Bertie...it’s time.

    Elizabeth offers her hand to Lionel. Lionel bows low over it.
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             93.


                              ELIZABETH
                    We appreciate your coming at such short
                    notice.

                              LIONEL
                    He’ll be fine your Majesty.

                              BERTIE
                    From your lips to God’s ear.

       Bertie and Lionel glance at each other.

       Bertie approaches the door.

       He pauses.

       Down a long perspective of rooms we see ahead the waiting
       microphone.

       Like a tunnel. Like Wembley.

       Bertie begins the long walk, flanked by his wife and his
       speech specialist.


104A   INT. STATE ROOMS, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS           104A

       Bertie, Lionel, and Elizabeth walk towards the microphone.

       The first room has a large speaker and chairs arranged for
       listening to the broadcast. Lang and Churchill are in
       attendance.

                              ELIZABETH
                        (on the move)
                    Mr. Churchill, Your Grace, how kind of you
                    to join us.

                              COSMO LANG
                    Wouldn’t miss this for the world.

                              BERTIE
                    Congrauulations Mr Churchill. First Lord of
                    the Admiralty.

       He detaches himself from Lang and walks with Bertie.

                              WINSTON CHURCHILL
                    Good luck, sir.

                              BERTIE
                    The long walk.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                   93A.


                         WINSTON CHURCHILL
               I too dread this...apparatus. Had a speech
               impediment myself, you know.
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           94.


                               BERTIE
                 I didn’t.

                           WINSTON CHURCHILL
                 Family secret. Tongue-tied. An operation
                 was considered too dangerous. I eventually
                 made an asset of it.

       A moment of silent recognition between the two men.

                           BERTIE
                 Winston...I knew you were loyal to the
                 title I now wear.

       Churchill nods, then goes to his seat, as Bertie passes into
       the next room.

       Ahead is the microphone set up on a grand desk in a
       beautifully ornate state room.

       Next to it is now revealed a stills camera and lights - all
       set for a photo op.

       Bertie, Logue and Elizabeth, ignoring it, pass right by, turn
       a corner and we now see a perspective of much smaller rooms
       leading to a microphone framed in a doorway, hung at head
       height. A tumble of cables stretch through the rooms.

       We pass through two rooms of audio equipment with eight
       technicians all wearing black tie, all set for the broadcast.

       Bertie’s tension builds.

       At the door to the broadcasting booth he is met by the BBC’s
       Woods.

                           WOODS
                 Good luck, Your Majesty.

       Logue and Bertie enter the booth.


104B   INT. BROADCASTING BOOTH - DAY                           104B

       The dreaded BBC microphone, in a surprisingly small room. It
       is arranged so Bertie can stand up as he speaks, the way
       Logue likes it. The ceiling has been lowered and it has been
       decorated in cheerful colours. As a podium for the speech an
       old school desk has been propped up on wooden blocks so it’s
       the right height for Bertie.

       Logue immediately opens the window to get the air
       circulating.

       Bertie says nothing, but goes up and inspects the looming
       microphone.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                         95.


                           BERTIE
                 ‘Walk up to the bloody thing boldly, stare
                 it square in the eye, man to man.’

    He spreads the fingers of one hand, touches the apparatus
    with the little finger, thumb to chin.

                           BERTIE
                 My father taught me this.
                     (testing the microphone)
                 Bugger bugger bugger...bloody bloody
                 bloody...

                           ELIZABETH
                 Bertie, do make sure that’s not switched
                 on!

    Bertie gives a boyish grin.

                           ELIZABETH
                 I am sure you will be splendid.

                           WOODS
                 One minute, sir.

    Elizabeth steps back with a wonderful smile as Woods closes
    the door, sealing Bertie and Logue in the booth.

                           BERTIE
                 No matter how this turns out, how can I
                 ever thank you, Lionel, for asking such
                 dreadful questions?

                           LIONEL
                 Knighthood?

    They grin.

                           LIONEL
                 One final question though.

                            BERTIE
                 Oh dear.

                           LIONEL
                 Do you believe you’re King?

                           BERTIE
                     (pause)
                 Almost.

    The red light in the booth flashes.

    Logue gives Bertie the thumbs up and mouths silently the
    word, “Fuck!”

    The red light flashes for the second time.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            96.


          Bertie concentrates.

          The red light flashes for the third time.

          On, Logue, serious now.

          The red light now goes steady red.

          On Air.

          Bertie’s hands begin to shake, the pages of his speech rattle
          like dry leaves, his throat muscles constrict, the Adam’s
          apple bulges, his lips tighten...all the old symptoms
          reappear.

          Several seconds have elapsed. It seems an eternity.


104C      INT - STATE ROOMS - DAY                                   104C

          In the listening room:

          Elizabeth grasps the sides of her chair with white knuckles.

          Wood grimaces silently.

          Lang’s eyes roll heavenward.

          Churchill studies the situation, ready to leap into the
          breach.


105       INT. CONTROL ROOM, BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE - DAY           105

          The technicians in their suits, ties and scientific looking
          white overcoats, wearing bulky headphones, monitoring
          daunting banks of valves and dials listen with growing
          apprehension to the silence broken only by crackling static.


105A                                                              105A
          INT. KING’S STUDY/BROADCAST ROOM, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - DAY

          The tension is more than palpable.

          Bertie and Logue stare at each other.

          Logue smiles, perfectly calm, totally confident in the man
          he’s worked with. His confidence is contagious.

          Bertie takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly. His throat
          muscles relax, his hands steady - all the things he’s
          practiced.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                          97.


                              BERTIE
                    In this grave hour, perhaps the most
                    fateful in our history, I send to every
                    household of my peoples, both at home and
                    overseas this message spoken with the same
                    depth of feeling for each one of you as if
                    I were able to cross your threshold and
                    speak to you myself.

          His cadence is slow, measured, but does not stop.


106       OMITTED                                                  106


107       INT./EXT. MONTAGE OF VARIOUS LOCATIONS IN ENGLAND AND    107
          AROUND THE WORLD - NIGHT OR DAY, DEPENDING ON LOCATION

          Myrtle with the two boys...Clifford the WWI vet in a small
          rented room...people listening to radios in homes, pubs,
          clubs, hotels, boarding houses, factories, mines, prisons, a
          shearing shed in Australia, temples in India, mines in South
          Africa, loci around the Commonwealth and Empire. End with a
          villa in the South of France, where David and Wallis listen
          dolefully.

                              BERTIE (V.O. ON RADIO)
                    For the second time in the lives of most of
                    us we are at war. For we are called, with
                    our allies, to meet the challenge of a
                    principle which, if it were to prevail,
                    would be fatal to any civilized order in
                    the world. It is the principle which
                    permits a State, in the selfish pursuit of
                    power, to disregard its treaties and its
                    solemn pledges; which sanctions the use of
                    force, or threat of force, against the
                    sovereignty and independence of other
                    States. Such a principle, stripped of all
                    disguise, is surely the mere primitive
                    doctrine that might is right, and if this
                    principle were established throughout the
                    world, the freedom of our own country and
                    of the whole British Commonwealth of
                    Nations would be in danger. But far more
                    than this - the peoples of the world would
                    be kept in the bondage of fear, and all
                    hopes of settled peace and of the security
                    of justice and liberty among nations would
                    be ended. This is the ultimate issue which
                    confronts us. For the sake of all that we
                    ourselves hold dear, and of the world’s
                    order and peace, it is unthinkable that we
                    should refuse to meet the challenge. It is
                    to this high purpose that I now call my
                    people at home and my peoples across the
                    seas, who will make our cause their own.
      SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             98.


                     I ask them to stand calm, firm, and united
                     in this time of trial.


107A      INT. CORRIDOR, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS              107A

          PAN ALONG the row of 36 miniature horses to:


108       INT.   THE PRINCESSES PLAYROOM - CONTINUOUS                 108

          The two girls are listening to their father on the radio.

                               BERTIE (V.O. ON RADIO)
                     The task will be hard. There may be dark
                     days ahead, and war can no longer be
                     confined to the battlefield. But we can
                     only do the right as we see the right, and
                     reverently commit our cause to God.

          Lilibet’s expression tells it all - she can hear it, her
          father is truly King.


109       INT.   BROADCASTING BOOTH, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS 109

          Bertie, in his quiet way is totally in command, and utterly
          magnificent. Everyone in the room is awed as he concludes:

                               BERTIE (CONT’D)
                     If one and all we keep resolutely faithful
                     to it, ready for whatever service or
                     sacrifice it may demand, then, with God’s
                     help, we shall prevail.

          The red light goes out, and the transmission is concluded.


109A      INT. STATE ROOMS, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS           109A

          In the listening room we see the elated faces of Elizabeth,
          Churchill, Lang.

          Wood tells a technician in the ad hoc control booth.

                               WOOD
                         (barely controlling his
                          voice)
                     He wasn’t perfect. But by God... He knows
                     how to speak.


109B      INT. BROADCASTING BOOTH, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS 109B

          Lionel and Bertie stare at each other.

          Silence.
   SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                            99.


                           LIONEL
                 You still stammered on the “w”.

                           BERTIE
                 Had to throw in a few so they knew it was
                 me.

       Wood opens the door.

                           WOOD
                 Congratulations, your Majesty.

       Bertie grins.

       Bertie and Lionel pass out of the booth.


109C   INT. STATE ROOMS, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS          109C

       Bertie heads towards the listening room.

       Churchill, Lang, and Elizabeth come towards him.

                           WINSTON CHURCHILL
                 Couldn’t have said it better myself.

       The ultimate Churchillian compliment.   Lang next.

                           COSMO LANG
                 Majesty, I’m speechless.

                            ELIZABETH
                     (softly)
                 Thank God.

                           WINSTON CHURCHILL
                     (aside to Logue)
                 “Government” was better than “ourselves”.

       Elizabeth goes to Bertie and kisses him tenderly on the
       cheek, takes his hand, then Logue’s.

                            ELIZABETH
                 That was good, Bertie. Well done...
                     (for the first time)
                 ...Lionel.

       Bertie has reached the room with the staged microphone on the
       grand desk.

       As he sits down at the regal desk -

                           LIONEL
                 Congratulations on your first wartime
                 speech.

       FLASH the picture is taken of Bertie.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                           99A.


                         BERTIE
               I expect I shall have to do a great deal
               more.



     Bertie stands. Lionel offers his hand. Instead of taking it,
     Bertie grasps him by the shoulders and gives him a hug.
  SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                             100.


                           BERTIE
                 Well done...my friend.

       A long way from the five pace rule. The last barrier has
       fallen.

       Outside a sound grows and swells. The crowd is applauding and
       cheering their King.

       Bertie and Elizabeth step through the French doors out onto:


110    EXT. BALCONY, BUCKINGHAM PALACE - DAY                      110

       The King and his Queen wave to the crowds, receiving their
       adulation and love.

       Bertie glances upwards.

       POV - silver dirigibles hover protectively.

       WIDER SHOT OF BUCKINGHAM PALACE - ringed by dirigibles as arc
       lights stab the sky. The Palace is at war. England is at war.

       ON THE BALCONY - Bertie and Elizabeth, King and Queen, wave
       to their people and receive their approbation.

       Lionel watches from the shadow.


                                                     FREEZE FAME:

       MONTAGE OF ARCHIVE FOOTAGE.

       The actual King George during WWII, commencing with his
       memorable Christmas speech of 1939. He is slow but steady,
       and very moving.

                            KING GEORGE VI (ARCHIVE SOUND)
                 A new year is at hand. We cannot tell what
                 it will bring. If it brings peace, how
                 thankful we shall all be. If it brings us
                 continued struggle we shall remain
                 undaunted.
SALMON REVISIONS 20-01-10                                        101.


     Then George VI reviewing troops, meeting with Roosevelt,
     sailing into battered Malta on the bridge of a British
     warship, with Elizabeth viewing bomb damage at Buckingham
     Palace, visiting the homeless in the East End, with Churchill
     on the balcony of Buckingham Palace on VE-Day.

     To the thud of muffled drumbeats, ARCHIVE FOOTAGE of the
     King’s state funeral, during which Churchill can be seen
     presenting a funeral wreath: “FOR VALOUR”.

     Scroll the following super:

          LIONEL PASSED AWAY SHORTLY AFTER HIS FRIEND BERTIE.

                       KNOWN AS...THE GOOD KING.


                                   THE END

								
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