(1925) King George V reigns over a quarter of the world's people.
He asks his second son, the Duke of York,
to give the closing speech at the Empire Exhibition in Wembley, London.
The King's Speech
You're live in two minutes. Your Royal Highness
Sir
Thank you
Let the microphone do the work, sir.
I am sure you will be splendid. Just take your time.
Time to go.
Good afternoon.
This is the BBC National Programme and Empire Services
taking you to Wembley Stadium for the Closing Ceremony of the Empire Exhibition.
where His Royal Highness the Duke of York
will read a message from the his father,
his Majesty, King George the fifth.
British Colonies and Dominions have taken part,
making this the largest Exhibition staged anywhere in the world.
Your Majesty, flashes, and steady red means you're live.
Using the new invention of radio
The Opening Ceremony was the first time his Majesty the King
addressed his subjects on the wireless.
At the close of the first Season
The air to the throne His Royal Highness the Prince Wales made his first broadcast
And today, his younger brother his Royal Highness, the Duke of York
will give his inaugural broadcast to the Nation and the World.
I have received
from his Majesty
the…the…the
...the King
Piccadilly, London
Inhale deep into your lungs, your Royal Highness.
Relaxes your larynx, does it not?
Cigarette smoking calms the nerves and gives you confidence.
If Your Highness will be so kind as to open your hand...
Sterilized.
Now...if I may take the liberty?
...insert them into your mouth.
Excuse me, Doctor. What is the purpose of this?
It's the classic approach that cured Demosthenes.
That was in Ancient Greece. Has it worked since?
Now if you would be so kind as to read. A wealth of words.
Fight against those marbles Your Royal Highness.
Enunciate!
A little more concentration your Royal Highness.
I nearly swallowed the bloody things!
Thank you so much, Doctor,
it's been most interesting.
Your Royal Highness
Insert marbles!
He can insert his own bloody marbles....!
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
You can't keep doing this, Bertie.
I know. Promise me
Promise me: no more.
Harley Street
Dr. Chapman, L Logue, Speech Defects
Australia is calling;Sydney bridge celebrations mar
Hello. Is anyone there?
I'm just in the loo.
Hello Mrs Johnson, there you are.
Sorry I don't have receptionist.I like to keep things simple
“Poor and content is rich and rich enough”
For?
Shakespeare. How are you?
How do you do
Ahh, traveling alone
Now, this is slightly awkward
But I'm afraid you're late.
Yes, I'm afraid I am.
Where's Mr Johnson?
He doesn't know I'm here.
That's not a very promising start.
No. My husband has seen everyone to no avail. He's given up hope.
He hasn't seen me.
You're awfully sure of yourself.
I'm sure of anyone who wants to be cured.
Of course he wants to be cured.
My husband is required to speak publicly.
Perhaps he should change jobs.
He can't.
Indentured servitude?
Something of that nature.Yes
Well we need to have your hubby pop by...
Tuesday would be good...
He can give me his personal details and I'll make a frank appraisal.
And then we can take it from there
Doctor, forgive me.
I do not have a “hubby”. We don't ‘pop'.
And nor do we never talk about our private lives.
You must come to us.
Sorry, Mrs J, my game, my turf, my rules.
You'll have to talk over with your husband
And then you can speak to me on the telephone
Thank you very much for dropping by.
Good afternoon
And what if my husband were the Duke of York?
The Duke of York?
Yes the Duke of York.
I thought the appointment was for “Johnson”?
- Forgive me, your Royal...? - Highness.
Your Royal Highness.
Johnson was used during the Great War
when the Navy didn't want the enemy to know ‘he' was aboard.
Am I considered the enemy?
You will be if you remain un-obliging.
You'll appreciate the need for absolutely discretion
Of course.
How did you find me? Your Royal Highness
The President of the Society for Speech Therapists
Eileen McCleod? She's a sport.
She warned me your antipodean methods were
“unorthodox and controversial”.
I warned her...they were not my favorite words.
I can cure your husband.
But for my method to work
I need trust and total equality here in the safety of my consultation room.
No exceptions.
Well then, in that case...
When can you start?
BOVRIL NOURISHES YOU TO RESIST 'FLU
Still sounds a bit rough.
You make me drive too slowly, Dad!
Did you pick mum up from Bridge?
Yes, I've hardly been out of the car all day.
I had a special visitor this afternoon.
May I be please leave the table?
How special is special?
You must stay, bored stupid,listening to your parents' inane conversation.
Thanks, dad!
- And mum. - And mum!
- Me too - You're meeting Jean?
No, someone else
Doctor? Doctor? Don't you help you brother with the washing up
I'm fine
Who is it Lionel?
Why bring it up if you can't talk about it?
Myrtle, just a woman looking to help her husband.
And I had a ‘call'. For an audition
- One of my favourates.- Aren't they all.
- Could be a lot of fun – I'm sure you'll be splendid
In the amateur scene, they're a highly regarded group
From Putney.
That's all girls.Tomorrow, Chapter ,The Flight
- I long to know they fly to - I can't wait
Oh, to fly away!
Weren't they lucky!
Now Papa tell a story!
Could I be a penguin instead?
Now I want to a penguin story.
Very quickly
Once there were two princesses
Princesses Elisabeth, and Princesses Margret
Their papa was a penguin
This was because he been turned into by a wicked witch
This was inconvenient for him because he loved
to hold his princesses in his arms
and you can't do that if you're a penguin,
because you have wings like herrings.
Herrings don't have wings.
Penguins have wings which like the shape of herrings.
And what make matters worse she sent him to the South Pole
which is an awfully long walk back if you can't fly.
When he reached the water
He dived in, through the depth so fast
that he was in Southampton Waters by lunchtime.
From there he took the . to Weybridge, changed at Clapham Junction
and asked a passing Mallard the way to Buckingham Palace.
He swam up the Thames and out through the plughole,
giving the cook mama and Mrs Whittaker quite a shock.
When the girls heard all the commotion
They run to the kitchen where they gave him
a good scrub, a mackerel and a kiss.
And as they kissed him guess what he turned into?
A handsome prince!
A short-tailed Albatross.
With wings big enough that he could wrap them both around his two girls together
Now girls, time for bed. Come on
Take the horses to the stable
You have exactly a minute
Good night
feed them brush them and to bed.
Will Mrs Simpson be there?
My brother's insisting.
Is he serious?
About our coming to dinner?
No. About her!
A married woman? He can't be.
She can. By the way I think I found someone rather interesting.
On Harley Street. A doctor.
Out of the question. I'm not having this conversation again.
The matter's settled.
His approach seems rather different....
Now?
Now!
“Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York.”
“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;
Thank you.
Lovely diction, Mr...
Logue. Lionel Logue.
Well, Mr Logue,
I'm not hearing the cries of a deformed creature yearning to be King.
Nor did I realize Richard the Third was King of the Colonies.
I do know all the lines.
I've played the role before.
- Sydney? - Perth.
- Major theater town, is it? - Enthusiastic.
- Ah. - I was well reviewed.
Yes...well...Lionel,
I think our dramatic society is looking for
someone slightly younger
and a little more regal.
You have to shut that one first.
Close that one first, that
Where did you find this...physician?
Classifieds, next to “French model, Shepherd's Market”.
He comes highly recommended.
Charges substantial fees in order to help the poor.
Oh dear, perhaps he's a Bolshevik?!
He has no receptionist. He likes to keep things simple.
The Johnsons.
You can go in now, “Mr. Johnson”.
Lionel says...wait here if you wish, Mrs Johnson.
Or, it being a p-pleasant day,
p-perhaps take a stroll.
Was that alright...Lionel?
Marvellous, Willy
You can stay here and wait for your mum.
Mrs Johnson. Mr.Johnson, do come in.
Would you like a sweetie
He's a good lad, Willy.
He could hardly make a sound, you know,
when he first came to me.
My boys made those. Good, aren't they.
Please, make yourself comfortable.
I was told not not to sit too close.
when speaking with a prince, one waits for the prince to choose the topic.
Waiting for me to… commence a conversation
one can wait a rather long wait.
Do you know any jokes?
Timing isn't my strong suit.
Cuppa tea?
No thank you.
I think I'll have one.
Aren't you going to start treating me Dr Logue?
Only if you're interested in being treated.
Please, call me Lionel.
I… I prefer Doctor.
I prefer Lionel. What'll I call you?
Your Royal Highness, then Sir after that.
A bit formal for here. I prefer names
Prince Albert Frederick Arthur George?
How about Bertie?
Only my family uses that.
Perfect. In here, it's better if we're equals.
If we were equal.. I wouldn't be here.
I'd be.. at home with my wife and no-one would give a damn.
Please don't do that.
I'm sorry?
I believe sucking smoke into your lungs will kill you.
My physicians say it relaxes the throat.
They're idiots.
They've all been knighted.
Makes it official then.
My 'castle', my rules.
Thank you
What was your earliest memory?
What an earth do you mean?
Your first recollection.
I'm not…
here to discuss personal matters.
Why're you here then?
Because I bloody well stammer!
You have a bit of a temper.
One of my many faults.
When did the defect start?
I've always been this way!
I doubt that.
Don't.. tell me! It's my stammer!
It's my field. I assure you,
no infant starts to speak with a stammer.
When did it start?
Four or five.
That's typical.
So I've been told.
I can't remember not doing it.
I can believe that. Do you hesitate when you think?
Don't be ridiculous.
How about when you talk to yourself?
Everyone natters occasionally, Bertie.
Stop calling me that!
I'm not going to call you anything else.
Then we shan't speak!
Are you charging for this, Doctor?
A fortune.
I'll just save that brew
So, when you talk to yourself, do you stammer?
Of course not!
That proves your impediment isn't a permanent part of you.
What do you think was the cause?
I don't know! I… don't care!
I stammer. And no one can fix it.
I'll bet you, you can read flawlessly, right here, right now.
And if I win the bet, I get to ask you more questions.
And if I win?
You don't have to answer them.
One usually… wagers money.
A bob each to keep it sweet? Let's see your shilling.
I don't… carry money.
I had a funny feeling you mightn't.
I'll stake you. And you can pay me back next time.
If there is a next time.
I haven't agreed to take you on yet
So please stand, and take a look at that, from there
I can't read this.
Then you owe me a shilling for not trying.
“To.. to..be or not to be,
That… is..” damn
I haven't finished yet.
I'm going to record your voice
And then play it back to you on the same machine.
This is brilliant. It's the latest thing from America :a Silvertone.
Pop these on?
There's a bob in this, mate. You can go home rich!
- You're playing music. - I know.
How can I hear what I'm saying?!
Surely a Prince's brain knows what its mouth is doing?
You're not well acquainted with Royal Princes, are you?
to be or not to be.. that is the question
Hopeless. Hopeless!
You were sublime.
Would I lie to a prince of the realm to win twelve-pence?
I've no idea what an Australian might do for that sort of money.
- let me play it back to you - No.
Alright then, I'll get to ask you the questions.
Thank you Doctor, I don't… feel this is for me.
Thank you for your time. Bye
Sir?
The recording is free.
Please keep it as a souvenir?
No
Ah well.
bugger
King George V.Christmas Broadcast ,
For the present(Sandringham House,Norfolk)
the work to which we are all equally bound,
is to arrive at a reasoned tranquility...
...within our borders, to regain prosperity in this time of depression without self-seeking
and to carry with us those whom the burden of past years has disheartened or overborne.
To all, to each, I wish a Happy Christmas.
God bless you.
And off air
Easy when you know how.
Sir?
Have a go yourself.
Congratulations, Sir.
Ah, Mr Wood. Splendid fellow.
Chap taught me everything I know:
let the microphone do the work.
Sir.
Thank you.
Sit up, straight back,
face boldly up to the bloody thing and stare its quare in the eye,
as you would any decent Englishman.
Show who's in command.
Papa I don't…think I read this
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 ingratiate ourselves with them.
This family has been reduced to those lowest
beast of all creatures...we've become...actors!
we're not a family, we're a firm.
Yet any moment some of us may be out of work.
Your darling brother... and future king
The only wife he appears interested in is invariably the wife of another!
He's broken off with Lady Furness.
And taken up a Mrs Simpson, a woman with two husbands living!
I told him straight no divorced person can 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” this is what he said
“I give you my word, we've never had immoral relations,”
Stared square into his father's eyes...
and lied.
When I'm dead that boy will ruin himself, this family,
and this nation, within twelve months.
Who'll pick up the pieces?
Herr Hitler, intimidating half of Europe,
Marshall Stalin the other half?
Who'll stand between us, the jackboots,
and the proletarian abyss? You?
你的大哥这么逃避责任
With your older brother shirking his duties,
you're going to have to do a lot more of this.
Have a go yourself.
Through..the… one of the m-
Get it out boy!
...m-marvels of m-
Modern - just take your time
form your words carefully
Science, I am enabled, this C
Relax! Just try it!
...this Christmas Day, to speak to all my p-
Do it!
Lying bastard.
- You're playing music. - I know.
How can I hear what I'm saying?!
Surely a Prince's brain knows what its mouth is doing?
You're not well acquainted with Royal Princes, are you?
“To be, or not to be, - that is the question: -
“...whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them..
To die, to sleep no more
And by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to? ‘tis a consummation…”
Hopeless! Hopeless!
Strictly business. No.. personal nonsense.
I thought I'd made that very clear in our interview.
Got the shilling you owe me?
No I haven't
Didn't think so.
Besides, you…tricked me!
Physical exercises and tricks are important
But what you're asking will only deal with the surface of the problem.
Is that that's sufficient? Ah, no.
As far as I see it, my husband has mechanical difficulties with his speech.
Maybe just deal with that.
I..I'm willing to work hard, Doctor Logue...
Lionel.
Are you… willing to do your part?
Alright. You want mechanics?
We need to relax your jaw muscles and strengthen your tongue.
By repeating tongue twisters for example.
“I am a thistle-sifter.
I have a sieve of sifted thistles
And a sieve of unsifted thistles.
Because I am a thistle sifter.”
Fine.
You do have a flabby tummy,
We'll need to spend some time strength in your diaphragm.
Simple mechanics.
That is all we ask.
And that's about a shilling's worth.
Forget about the blessed shilling!
Perhaps, upon occasion,
You might be request to assistance…
in coping with…some minor event.
Will that be agreeable?
Of course.
That will be the full extent of your services.
Shall I see you next week?
I shall see you every day.
Feel the loosening of the jaw
Good. Little bounces,bounces
Shoulders. shoulders
Now loose
Take a nice deep breath, expand the chest
Put your hands on your ribs
Deeper, good
How do you feel?
Full of hot air.
Isn't that what public speaking is all about?
My wife and I are glad to visit this important…
Take a good deep breathe, and up come your Royal Highness
And slowly exhale and down come your Royal Highness
- are you alright, Bertie? - yes
this is actually quite good fun.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmother.
Short the humming each time
Manufacturing…the district…
- Another deep breath and “jack and Jill” - “Jack and Jill”
- Went up the hill - went up the hill
Just sway… perfect
We are not permit to ask…to
Loosen the shoulder
Ding dong bell, Pussy's in the well
Who put her in? Little Johnny Green
Have a short memory Bertie? Come on
- cow - cow
- king - king
Anyone who can shout vowels in an open window can learn to deliver a speech.
- Deep breath. And it is..
- it is ... - let the words flow
mine doesn't bloody work
come on, one more time, Bertie
you can do it
a sieve of sifted thistles
- father - father
- father（父亲）
- Wait for “aa” in patient - father
Sandringham Estate
- Hello, Bertie. - Hello David
- I see you've been coming out - Not at all
Been waiting long? For Christ, bloody freezing
Where've you been?
Been busy.
So was I. Elizabeth has pneumonia.
I'm sorry. She'll recover.
Father won't.
I'll drive.
Old bugger's doing this on purpose.
Dying?
Departing prematurely to complicate matters with Wallis.
Oh for heaven's sake, David.
You know how long he's been ill.
Wallis explained. She's terribly clever about these things.
... whereas by letters patent under the Great Seal,
bearing date of Westminster, the eleventh June
his Majesty King George V did constitute,
order and declare that there should be a guardian,
- what's going on here? - Custos Regni, in the form of Councilors of State.
I cannot follow you. I'm confused and I don't understand
- … what you're taking about - It's the order of the Council for the State, Sir.
- would you do that? - So we may act on your behalf.
not clearly I'm afraid...I'm still confused...
But Approved. Thank you.
- Let me help you sir - alright
- thank you sir - thank you
Feeling a little better Sir?
No. I'm not feeling any better. I feel dreadful.
Been ice-skating?
No, George.
Yes, he's alright. Of course.
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.
- David, the dinner - I'm on with Wallis
It's Bertie.
No, it's not important. No. I don't want to
No, telephone me later? Right, bye
Wallis misses me terribly.
Mama says you're late for dinner.
She forgets Papa's bloody clocks were always half an hour fast!
How is the king? I hope he is not in pain.
No, no, His Majesty is quieter now.
Thank you
David, if your father were here, tardiness would not be tolerated.
None of this..unpleasantness would be tolerated
You know Sir, I appreciate that you are different from your father
Both in 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 favorable light.
I can always trust you to have my best interests at heart.
I'm fear our vigil will not be of long duration.
Please continue, thank you
just commend our brother George to the mercy of God,
our Maker and Redeemer.
Long live the King.
I hope I will make good as he has made good.
What on earth was that?
Poor Wallis. Now I'm trapped!
And in these last crowded troubled glorious years
If there's one thing that King George has taught
t is the art of the leader with also a brother to his followers
As long as he lives he was the guiding star of a great nation
Dad? (When he died, the little children cried in the street)
Time for a Shake, dad?
- You sure? - Go on
Put your thinking caps o
Bet its the Scottish Play.
No, I bet it's Othello. It's always Othello.
“Art thou afeard? Be not afeard”
- Caliban! - Oh! For heaven's sake.. that was a lucky guess!
Don't listen to egghead. Go on, Dad.
“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:”
Alright, clever clogs, what comes next?
- “..and then, in dreaming, Me thought the clouds” - the clouds me thought
“The clouds me thought would open,
And show riches Ready to drop upon me; that...””
...when I waked, I cried to dream again.”
It's such a sad thought.
My next patient must be a bit early. You better go lads, I'm sorry.
Won't be a moment, Clifford.
Bertie, they told me not to expect you.
Sorry about your father.
I don't wish to intrude..
No..Not at all, please come in
I've been practising. One hour a day.
In spite of everything.
What's going on there?
I was, sorry, mucking around with my kids.
Do you feel like working today?
A Curtis bi-plane.
I'll put on some hot milk.
Logue, I'd kill for something stronger.
I wasn't there for my father's death.
Still makes me sad.
I can imagine so.
- What did you father do? - He was brewer.
- Oh. - At least there was free beer.
Here's to the memory of your father.
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.
My brother.
What about him?
- Try singing it. - I'm sorry?
What songs do you know?
- Songs? - “Swanee River”
- I love that song. - Happens to be my favorite.
- Sing me the chorus. - No. Certainly not.
I always.. wanted to build models.
Father… wouldn't allow it. He.. collected stamps.
We had to collect stamps.
You can finish that off. If you sing.
- “My brother David, doo-dah” - I'm not going to sit here wobbling
You can with me.
Because… you're peculiar.
I take that as a compliment.
Rules are rules
I'm not…crooning “Swanee River!”
Try “Camptown Races” then.
“My brother D, he said to me, doodah doo-dah...”
- Continuous sound will give you flow. - No
Does it feel strange, now that David's on the throne?
Tell you the truth, It was a relief...
Knowing.. I wouldn't be ..King.
But unless he produces an heir, you're next in line.
And your daughter, Elizabeth, would then succeed you.
“You're barking up the wrong tree now, Doctor, Doctor.”
“Lionel,” You didn't stammer.
Of course I didn't stammer, I was singing!
Well, as a little reward,
you get to put some glue on these struts.
- your boy wouldn't mind? - No, not at all
David and I were very close.
Young bucks... You know.
Did you chase the same girls?
David was always very helpful in arranging introductions.
We shared… the expert ministrations of “Paulette” in Paris.
Not at the same time of course.
Did David ever tease you?
Oh yes 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”.
Are you naturally right handed?
Left. I was… punished. Now I use the right.
Yes, that's very common with stammerers.
Anything other corrections?
Knock knees.
Metal… splints were made...worn…day and night
That must have been painful.
Bloody agony. Straight legs now.
Who were you closest to in your family?
Nannies. Not my first nanny..
she loved David...hated me.
When I.. was presented to my parents for the daily viewing,
she'd...She pinch me so I'd cry,
and be…handed back to her immediately,
then she wouldn't…
- sing it - then she wouldn't feed me, far far away.”
Took my parents three years to notice.
As you can imagine,
it caused some stomach problems. Still.
What about your brother Johnnie?
Were you close to him?
Johnnie, Sweet boy.
Epilepsy...and...he was 'different'.
He died at , hidden from view.
I've been told it's not catching.
- Do you want a top-up? - Please.
You know, Lionel,
- you're the first ordinary Englishman... - Australian.
...I've ever really spoken to.
when I'm driven 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.
- Thank you - What're friends for.
I wouldn't know.
Balmoral Castle, Scotland
“I sifted seven thick-stalked thistles
through strong thick sieves.
I sifted seven...”
- isn't that enough darling? No? - I have to keep doing this
This is your fault.
- I sifted seven - Oh no
One hundred year old spruces removed to improve the view!
Who do you think she is?
Nonetheless...we must try to be pleasant towards Mrs Simpson.
You know she calls me “The Fat Scottish Cook”?
You're not fat.
I'm getting plump.
You seldom cook.
- I sifted seven. - Shut up!!
I sifted…
- ,, and booze - Their Royal Highnesses the Duke and Duchess of York.
How lovely to see you both.
Welcome to our little country shack.
I came at the invitation of the King.
Your Majesty
- All right - Sorry we're late
Very nice to see you, Mrs Simpson
Very nice
Hello David.
Making… some changes to the garden I see.
I am. I am not quite finished yet.
Don't tell me I behaved badly, Mr Churchill.
On the contrary, your Royal Highness.
Etiquette decrees royalty should be greeted by the official host:
in this case: the King. Not a commoner.
- Thank you. - what is her hold on him?
I've no idea.
Apparently she has certain...skills,
which she learnt in an establishment in Shanghai.
- David - just be a sec, darling
Excuse me.
David, I've been trying to see you...
I've been terribly busy.
- Doing what? - Kinging.
Really?
Kinging.. is a precarious business these days!
Where is the Tsar of Russia?
Where is Cousin Wilhelm?
You're being dreary.
Is Kinging laying off eighty staff and buying yet more pearls for Wallis
while there are people marching across Europe singing “The Red Flag”?
Stop your worrying. Herr Hitler will sort that lot out.
Who'll sort out Herr Hitler?
Where's the bloody '?
And you've put that woman into our mother's suite?
Mother's not still in the bed, is she?
That's not funny.
Here it is, Wally likes the very best.
I don't care what woman you carry on with at night,
as long as you show up for duty in the morning!
Wallis is not just some woman I am carrying on with.
We intend to marry
Excuse me?
She's filing a petition for divorce.
Good God.
Can't you just give her a nice house and a title?
I'm not having her as my mistress.
The Church does not recognise divorce
and you are the… head of the Church.
- Haven't I any rights? - Many privileges...
Not the same thing. Your beloved Common Man may marry for love,
Why not me?
If you were the Common Man,
on what basis could you possibly claim to be King?!
Sounds like you've studied our wretched constitution.
Sounds like you haven't.
Is that what this is all about? Bashing up?
Hence the elocution lessons?
That's the scoop around town.
I'm trying to…to...
Yearning for a larger audience are we,
B-b-b-bertie?
D-don't…
What's that? I'm sorry.
Young brother trying to push older brother off throne...
Po..Po..sitively medieval.
- Wallis - where have you been all this time?
I've been talking to.
Never mind.
- It's very complicated little king you're - I tried to be
All that work, down the drain.
My own ..brother... I couldn't say.. a single word to him in reply!
Why do you stammer more with David than you do with me?
Because you're bloody well paid to listen!
Bertie I'm not a geisha girl.
Stop trying to be so bloody clever!
What is it about David that stops you speaking?
What is it about you that bloody well make you want to go on about it the whole bloody time?
Vulgar but fluent. You don't stammer when you swear.
Bugger off!
Is that the best you can do?
Well bloody bugger to you, you beastly bastard.
A public school prig can do better than that.
Shit. Shit, shit, shit!
Defecation flows trippingly from the tongue?
Because I'm angry!
Ah. Know the f-word?
F..Fornication(通奸)？
Fornication?
Oh Bertie.
(Fuck)
Fuck. Fuck, fucking, fuck!
Bugger, bugger, bugger!
Fuck Fuck ass
- Balls Balls Fuckity - Yes! You see! Not a hesitation!
Willy, Shit and Fuck, and tits
Dad? What's going on?
Sorry. Just finish your homework.
Well that's a side of you we don't get to see all that often.
No. No we're not supposed to really, not publicly.
Let's get some air.
No Logue, I don't think that's a good idea.
What's the matter? Why are you so upset?
Logue, you have no idea.
My brother.. is infatuated with a woman who's been married twice
She's asking for a divorce
And he is determined to marry her.
Mrs Wallis Simpson of Baltimore.
That's not right. Queen Wallis of Baltimore?
Unthinkable.
- Can he do it? - Absolutely not.
But he's going to anyway. All hell's broken loose.
Can't they carry on privately?
If only they would.
Where does that leave you?
I know my place!
I'll… do anything within my power to keep my brother on the throne.
Is it that serious? Your place may be on the throne.
I am not an alternative to my brother.
- You can outshine David... - Don't take liberties!
That's bordering on treason.
I'm just saying you could be King. You could do it!
That is treason!
I'm trying to get you to realize you need not be governed by fear.
I've had enough of this!
What're you afraid of?
Your poisonous words!
Why'd you come to me?
You're not middle-class banker who want elocution lessons…
- so you can chit-chat at posh tea parties? - Don't attempt to instruct me on my duties!
I'm the son of a… King...
the brother of a King.
You're the disappointing son of a brewer!
A jumped-up jackeroo from the outback!
You're nobody. These sessions are over!
Through here sir.
Garden Entrance.Prime Minister's Office. Dawning Street
It's not just because she's an American.
That the least of it, it's because she is soon to be a twice divorced American
and the King, as the head of Church of England…
can not marry a divorced woman.
And sir, I apologize for the nature of this, but...
according to Scotland Yard,
the King has not always 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, it is also rumored that Hitler's ambassador,
Count von Ribbentrop, sends her carnations every day......
Should His Majesty continue to ignore the advice of His Government,
He must abdicate. Otherwise His Government has no choice but to resign.
Prime Minister, you'd leave the country without a… government?
Does the King do what he wants,
or does he do what his people expect him to do?
As crowds on Donning Street watch Ministers come and go
There raised an age-old problem.
Can the King separate his personal life from his public duty?
- What's the matter, love? - I'm just having trouble with a patient
- it isn't like you. Why - He's scared.
Frightened of his own shadow.
Isn't that why they come to you?
This fellow could really be somebody great. He's fighting me.
Perhaps he doesn't want to be great.
Perhaps that's what you want.
I might have overstepped the mark.
Apologize. Deep of good.
I'm very sorry, Mr Logue,the Duke is busy
I'm happy to wait. Or I could come back later.
As I said, the Duke is terribly busy.
Thank you
Thank you
Parliament will not support the marriage.
But there were other reasons for concern.
He was careless with state papers.
He lacked commitment and resolve.
There were those that worried where he would stand when war with Germany.
We're not coming to that?
Indeed we are, Sir. Prime Minister Baldwin may deny this,
but Hitler's intent is crystal clear.
War with Germany will come,
and we will need a King we can all stand behind united.
I fear..my brother is of sound mind at this time
Have you thought what you will call yourself?
I…I…
Certainly not Albert, Sir. Too Germanic.
What about George? After your father
George the sixth.
It has rather a nice continuity to it, don't you think.
David! Thank God. You look exhausted!
without the help and support of the woman I love...
And I want you to know, 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.
Accession Council.St James's Palace.th Dec,
I meet you today.. in..
in circumstances which are ..
I'm sure you'll love it.
Thank you darling, saddles, Margret
Yes mom.
Good boy.
- Mama, here's the Wilson saddle - thank you
Don't worry, we'll get you food in a minute
Mama, will we have space for our horses in our new home?
Of course we will, darling, we'll have a palace of rooms.
Curtsey.
Your Majesty.
How was it?
I'm trying to… familiarise myself with what a state paper looks like.
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.
Don't worry about that
Plans for the Coronation. I think that's an even bigger mistake.
I'm not a King.
I'm a naval officer. That's all I know
I'm not a King, not a king.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - No. Dear.
Dear, dear man...
I'm sorry.
You know, I refused your first two marriage proposals,
Not because I didn't love you,
but because I couldn't bear the idea of a royal life
Could bear the idea of a life of tours and public duties,
a life that no longer was really to be my own.
Then I thought...he stammers so beautifully...
they'll leave us alone.
STAND BY THE KING.GOD SAVE THE KING
Waiting for a king to apologize,
one can wait rather a long wait.
I'm afraid we're slightly late.
This is home. Myrtle's at bridge.
I've made sure the boys are out.
It's lovely. Absolutely lovely.
- May I sit down? - Yes, of course
Would you like some tea, Ma'am?
Yes. I'll help myself.
Off you go now. Or must I knock your heads together?
Here's your shilling
I.. understand what you were trying to say, Logue.
I went about it the wrong way. I'm sorry.
So here I am.
Is the nation ready for two minutes of radio silence?
Every stammer always fears they will fall back to square one.
I don't let that happen.
If I fail in my duty... David could come back.
I've seen the placards
“God 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.
Bloody mess! I can't even give them a Christmas Speech.
- Like your Dad used to do? - Precisely.
He's not here anymore.
Yes he is. He's on that shilling I gave you.
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 things you were afraid of when you were five.
You're very much your own man, Bertie.
Right
Your face is next, mate.
Lionel? Dear?
Myrtle!
- Is this your wife? - Yes.
Bertie, come here
- Are you alright, Logue? - Yes
Shall we go through?
Trust me it's important.
What is it?
Your... your...
It's “Your Majesty”, the first time.
After that, “Ma'am”, as in ham, not Ma'lm as in palm.
I haven't told her about us. Sit down, relax.
I'm told your husband calls my husband Bertie
and my husband calls your husband Lionel.
I trust you won't call me Liz.
Your Majesty, you may call me Mrs Logue, Ma'am.
Very nice to meet you, Mrs Logue
- Logue, we can't stay here all day. - Yes we can.
- Logue.. - Look, I need to wait for the opportune moment.
- You're being a coward! - You're damn right.
Get out there, man!
Oh! Hello, Myrtle darling! You're early.
I believe you two have met!
I don't believe you know....King George VI?
It's very nice to meet you
Will their Majesties be staying to dinner?
We would love to, such a treat, but alas...
a previous engagement. What a pity.
Archbishop.
Welcome your Majesty.
What a glorious transformation, Sir.
I hope you'll forgive us if we continue our preparations.
Now, allow me to guide you through the ceremony.
We begin, of course at the West Door, then into the nave.
I see all your pronouncements are to be broadcast, Archbishop.
Ah, yes, wireless is indeed a Pandora's Box.
I'm afraid I've also had to permit the newsreel cameras.
The product of which I shall personally edit.
Without momentary hesitation.
This is Dr. Logue from Harley Street.
He's… my speech therapist.
Your Grace
Had I known Your Majesty was seeking assistance
I would've made my own recommendation.
Dr. Logue will be attending the Coronation.
Well of course I shall speak to the Dean,
but it will be extremely difficult.
I should like… the Doctor to be seated in the… King's Box.
But members of your Family will be seated there, Sir.
That why it's suitable.
And now, if you don't mind, your grace we need the premises.
My dear fellow, this is Westminster Abbey!
The Church must prepare his Majesty.
My preparations are equally important.
With complete privacy. If you don't mind.
Those are my wishes, Your Grace.
I will place the Abbey at Your Majesty's disposal...this evening.
Your Majesty.
Look, he again. Come on.
I can't believe I'm walking on Chaucer and Handel and Dickens.
Everything alright? Let's get cracking.
I'm not here to rehearse, "Doctor" Logue.
Call me Lionel
True, you never…
called yourself 'Doctor'.I did that for you.
no training, no diploma, no.. qualifications.
Just a great deal of nerve.
the star chamber inquisition, is it?
You asked for trust and.. total equality.
Bertie, I heard you at Wembley,
I was there.
My son Laurie said “Do you think you could help that poor man?”
What, as a failed actor!?
It's true, I'm not a doctor, and yes I acted a bit,
I recited in pubs and taught elocution in schools.
When the Great War came, our soldiers were pouring back from the front,
shell-shocked and unable to speak
and somebody said,"Lionel, you're very good at all this speech stuff.
Do you think you could possibly help these poor buggers”.
I did muscle therapy, exercise, relaxation,
but I knew I had to go deeper.
Those poor young blokes had cried out in fear,
and no-one was listening to them.
My job was to give them faith in their voice
and let them know that a friend was listening.
That must ring a few bells with you, Bertie.
You give a very noble account of yourself.
Make inquiries. It's all true.
Inquiries have been made!
You have no idea who I have breathing down my neck.
I vouched for you and you have no…credentials.
But lots of success! I can't show you a certificate
there was no training then.
All I know I know by experience,
and that war was some experience”
May plaque says, ‘L.Logue, Speech Defects'.
No Dr., no letters after my name.
Lock me in the Tower.
I would if I could!
On what charge?
Fraud! With war looming,
you've saddle this nation with a voiceless King.
You destroyed the happiness of my family...
all for the sake of ensnaring a star patient
you couldn't possibly hope to assist!
It'll be like mad …King George the Third,
there'll be…Mad King George the Stammerer,
who let his people down so badly in their hour of need
What're you doing? Get up! You can't sit there! Get up
Why not? It's a chair.
No, it's not, that is… Saint Edward's Chair-
People have carved their name into it!
That chair is the seat on which every King and Queen
It's held in place by a large rock!
That is the Stone of Scone,
- you are trivialising everything - I don't care.
I don't care how many Royal arses have sat in this chair-
Listen to me... ! Listen to me... ! Listen to me... !
- Listen to you?! By what right?
My divine right, if you must! I'm your King!!!
Noooo you're not! Told me so yourself.
Said you didn't want it. Why should I waste my time listening to you?
Because I have a right to be heard!
I HAVE A VOICE!!!
Yes you do.
You have such perseverance, Bertie,
you're the bravest man I know.
you'll make a bloody good king.
What on earth's going on, Sir?
It's quite all right, Archbishop.
Mr Logue, you should know that I have found a replacement English specialist
with impeccable credentials. Hence, your services will no longer be required.
I'm sorry?
Your Majesty's function is to consult and be advised.
You didn't consult, but you've just been advised.
Now I advise you: in this personal matter I will make my own decision.
My concern is for the head upon which I must place the crown.
I appreciate that Archbishop
but it's my head!
Your humble servant.
Thank you Bertie.
Shall we rehearse?
Come on, up on your perch
Now when you and Elizabeth enter through 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 the stairs towards you
and say, "Sir, is Your Majesty willing to take The Oath?"
“I am willing”.
Course you are! I'll see what it sounds like from the cheap seats
so even your old nanny can hear.
“Will you govern your peoples of Great Britain, Ireland,
Canada, Australia and New Zealand according to their lands and customs?”
"I solemnly promise so do so."
LOUDER! I can't hear you up the back.
“I SOLEMNLY PROMISE TO DO SO!”
Very good! "Will you to your power cause Law and Justice,
in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgments?"
"I will." “I WILL!”
Then a long bit about upholding the faith goes on, rubbish, rubbish
To which you finally say...
“These things which I have here before promised,
I will perform and keep. So help me God.”
That's all you have to say. Four short responses,
kiss the book and sign the oath.
There you are: you're King.
Easy.
You nearly crowned him backwards Archbishop!
Someone had removed the thread marking the front of the Crown, Sir.
Try not lose the thread, Archbishop.
Archbishop, your missing Papa.
Very good, very good. Archbishop.
Well, I hope Your Majesties are thrilled with the result.
You can switch that machine off now.
No, wait, keeping going.
Do have a seat, Archbishop.
(Hitle
Papa, what's he saying?
I don't know, but he seems to be saying it rather well.
Sir, I have asked to see you today in order to tender my resignation as Prime Minister.
I am so sorry to hear that, Mr Baldwin.
Neville Chamberlain will take my place as Prime Minister.
It's a matter of principal. I was mistaken.
I have found it impossible to believe that
there is any man in the World so lacking in moral feeling as Hitler,
but the world might be hurled for a second time into the abyss of destructive War.
Churchill was right all along. This was always Hitler's intention.
I am only sorry to leave you in this great time of crisis.
I am very much afraid Sir,
That your greatest test is yet to come.
I am speaking to you from the cabinet room of Downing Street.(rd,Sep,)
This morning the British Ambassador in Berlin handed the German Government
a final note stating that unless we heard from them by o'clock
that they were prepared at once to withdraw their troops from Poland,
a state of war would exist between us.
I have to tell you now that no such undertaking has been received,
and that consequently this country is at war with Germany.
At last. Sir, here's your speech. You are on air at six.
I've timed it to just under nine minutes.
The wording is fully approved.
The Prime Minister will be joining you for the broadcast
which will go out live across to the Nation,
the Empire and to our Armed Forces.
Get Logue here immediately.
there are the barrage balloons.
Yes, they got them up there quickly.
Should we pull over and find shelter?
No, go straight there. We'll be alright.
- Yes sir? - Lionel Logue, Major Harding is expecting me
This is my son Laurie
- Thank you Laurie -Good luck dad
- The King's speech, we have about minutes to the broadcast - Thank you
Thank you very much. Thank you
"There may be dark days ahead,and..."
Try again.
“There may be dark days ahead, andw-... ”
Turn the hesitations into pauses, and say to yourself,
“God save the King”.
I say that continually, but apparently no one's listening.
Long pauses are good: they add solemnity to great occasions.
Then I'm the solemnest king who ever lived.
If I am a..King...where is my power?
Can I form a Government,
Can I 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!
Let's take it all again from the top. "In this grave hour..."
“In this grave hour fuck fuck fuck
perhaps the most fateful in our
history bugger shit shit
I send to every household of my p-p-
The ‘P' is always difficult even when I'm singing
Bounce onto it 'a-peoples'
“a-peoples both at home and overseas,...”
Beautiful.
“... this message, doo-dah, doodah....
spoken with the same depth of feeling...doodah
for each one of you as if I able to fuck shit bugger
cross your threshold and speak to you m-my - ...”
In your head, now: “I have a right to be bloody well heard!”
Bloody well heard, bloody well heard,
bloody well heard myself!
Now Waltz. Move! Get continuous movement.
“For the second time in the lives of most of us we are at wa - ...”
Pause. “we are...” Take a pause.
I can't do this.
Bertie, you can do it. Have a look at the last paragraph.
Bertie...it's time.
- Archbishop - Your Majesty
A great moment, sir.
- Prime Minister. - Your Majesty
Nice to see you again, so soon.
Good.. of you to be here, I'm sure you've had rather a busy day.
Let's hope we have no more interruptions from those damned sirens, Sir.
Or the wretched dogs.
- Congratulations. First Lord of the Admiralty. - Your Majesty.
The long walk.
Good luck, Sir. I too dread this...apparatus.
Had a speech impediment myself, you know.
- I didn't. - Family secret. Tongue-tied.
An operation was considered too dangerous.
I eventually made an asset of it.
- Thank you, Mr Churchill. - Sir.
Darling
How long, Logue?
Just under three minutes, Sir.
(,,,check,,)
Mr Wood.
Good luck, Your Majesty.
Mr Wood.
- You've redecorated, Logue. - I made it cozy.
Some fresh air.
There you are, darling.
I am thistle sifter, I have a sieve of sifted thistles
and a sieve on unsifted thistles..
I am thistle sifter, I have a sieve of sifted thistles
Bertie, darling, make sure it's not switched on!
Remember the red light will blink four times and then I've asked them to turn it off,
because we don't want that evil eye staring at you all the way through.
One minute, sir.
I am sure you will be splendid.
second, sir
Logue, however this turns out,
I don't know how to thank you for what you've done.
Knighthood?
Twenty seconds.
Forget everything else and just say it to me.
Say it to me, as a friend.
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 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.
That was very good, Bertie.
You still stammered on the “w”.
Had to throw in a few so they knew it was me.
Congratulations, your Majesty. A true broadcaster.
Thank you, Mr Wood.
Congratulations, your Majesty.
Congratulations, your Majesty.
Thank you.
- Ready? - Good
Perfect
Your first war time speech. Congratulation.
Expect I shall have to do a great deal more.
Thank you, Logue.
Well done. My friend.
Thank you... Your Majesty.
I knew you'd be good.
Thank you...
...Lionel. (first time call Lionel)
Onwards?
Congratulations, Sir
Couldn't have said it better myself, Sir
Your Majesty, I'm speechless.
Congratulations, Sir
Gentlemen.
So how was Papa, Elizabeth?
Halting at first, but you got much better Papa.
Bless you.
And how about you, Margret?
You were just splendid, Papa.
Of course I was.
You're all ready?
Come on girls.
King George VI made Lionel Logue
a Commander of the Royal Victorian Order in .
This high honour from a grateful King made Lionel part of
the only order of chivalry that specifically rewards acts of personal service to the Monarch.
Lionel was with the King for every wartime speech.
Through his broadcasts, George VI became a symbol of national resistance.
Lionel and Bertie remained friends for the rest of their lives.
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