The King's Speech

King George VI: All that... work... down the drain. My own... b... brother, I couldn't say a single w-word to him in reply.

Lionel Logue: Why do you stammer so much more with David than you ever do with me?

King George VI: 'Cos you're b... bloody well paid to listen.

Lionel Logue: Bertie, I'm not a geisha girl.

King George VI: Stop trying to be so bloody clever.

Lionel Logue: What is it about David that stops you speaking?

King George VI: What is it about you that bloody well makes you want to go on about it the whole bloody time?

Lionel Logue: Vulgar, but fluent; you don't stammer when you swear.

King George VI: Oh, bugger off!

Lionel Logue: Is that the best you can do?

King George VI: [like an elocution lesson] Well... bloody bugger to you, you beastly bastard.

Lionel Logue: Oh, a public school prig could do better than that.

King George VI: Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!

Lionel Logue: Yes!

King George VI: Shit!

Lionel Logue: Defecation flows trippingly from the tongue!

King George VI: Because I'm angry!

Lionel Logue: Do you know the f-word?

King George VI: F... f... fornication?

Lionel Logue: Oh, Bertie.

King George VI: Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck! Fuck, fuck and bugger! Bugger, bugger, buggerty buggerty buggerty, fuck, fuck, arse!

Lionel Logue: Yes...

King George VI: Balls, balls...

Lionel Logue: see, not a hesitation!

King George VI: ...fuckity, shit, shit, fuck and willy. Willy, shit and fuck and... tits.

King George VI: ...a sieve of thisted siffles!

King George VI: David, I've been trying to see you.

King Edward VIII: I've been terribly busy.

King George VI: Doing what?

King Edward VIII: Kinging.

King George VI: Every monarch in history has succeeded someone who is dead, or just about to be. My predecessor's not only alive, but very much so. Bloody mess. Can't even give them a Christmas speech.

Lionel Logue: Like your dad used to do.

King George VI: Precisely.

Lionel Logue: He's not here anymore.

King George VI: Yes he is: he's on that shilling I gave you.

Lionel Logue: Easy enough to give away. You don't have to carry him around in your pocket. Or your brother. You don't need to be afraid of the things you were afraid of when you were five.

King George VI: If, uh... if we were equals, I wouldn't... be here. I'd be at... at... home with my wife, and no one would... give a damn.

King George VI: I'm not going to sit here warbling.

Lionel Logue: You can with me.

King George VI: Because you're peculiar.

Lionel Logue: I take that as a compliment.

King George VI: In this... grave... hour - fuck fuck fuck - perhaps the most fateful in our history - bugger shit shit.


King George VI: I send to every household of my...

[unable to say "people"]

King George VI: You see, 'P' is always difficult, even... even when I'm singing.

King George VI: 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: For the second time in the lives of most of us, we are at... at war. Over and over again we have tried to find a peaceful way out of the differences between ourselves and those who are now our enemies, but it has been in vain. We have been forced into a conflict, for we are called to meet the challenge of a principle, which, if it were to prevail, would be fatal to any civilized order in the world. Such a principle, stripped of all disguise, is surely the mere primitive doctrine that "might is right." For the sake of all that we ourselves hold dear, 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. I ask them to stand calm and firm and united in this time of trial. 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. If one and all we keep resolutely faithful to it, then, with God's help, we shall prevail.

King George VI: Is the nation ready for two... minutes of radio silence?

King George VI: Logue, we can't stay here all day.

Lionel Logue: Yes, we can.

King George VI: Logue.

Lionel Logue: I need to wait for the right moment.

King George VI: Logue, you're being a coward.

Lionel Logue: You're damn right.

King George VI: Get out there, now!

[the two men go into the next room, where Myrtle Logue has just met the Queen Consort]

Lionel Logue: Hello, Myrtle, darling.

[He kisses her]

Lionel Logue: You're early. Oh, I believe you two...

[indicating the Queen]

Lionel Logue: ...have met, but I don't think you know... King George VI.

King George VI: It's very nice to meet you.