The King's Speech Page #5

11 EXT. SOUTH KENSINGTON STREET - LATE AFTERNOON 11

A foot kicks a ball. Lionel is returning home from work. He's a

well-known fixture locally. Some lads are playing footie. One

of them passes the ball to Lionel who, despite briefcase and

rolled brolly, dribbles skillfully before passing the ball and

entering a modest brownstone.

12 INT. LOGUE'S ENTRYWAY AND STAIRWELL - LATE AFTERNOON 12

As Lionel mounts the stairs he's set upon by three sturdy boys -

VALENTINE, IAN, and PETER - with handkerchiefs tied around the

lower portions of their faces and armed with broomstick swords.

VALENTINE:

Stand and deliver!

LIONEL:

(falling into the game)

`ow dares molest...Jack The Ripper?!

The boys scream with delight and a sword fight ensues - Lionel

using his brolly.

LIONEL (CONT'D)

Beware, Highwaymen, or I'll run yee

through.

PETER:

We're Swagmen, not Highwaymen, Dad.

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LIONEL:

Oh.

(then)

Beware, jolly Swagmen, I'll skewer yer

gizzards.

Lionel wife - MYRTLE - appears at the head of the stairs; a

sweet-faced, down-to-earth woman.

MYRTLE:

You'll all hang from the gallows if you

don't come for tea.

LIONEL:

Boys, I think we'd best go up.

13 INT. LOGUE'S DINING ROOM - EVENING 13

Logue, Myrtle, and the boys are finishing at the table.

LIONEL:

Had a visit from a lady today.

MYRTLE:

Another spoiled silly?

VALENTINE:

May we be excused?

LIONEL:

You must stay, bored stupid, listening to

your parents' inane conversation.

THE BOYS:

(grinning)

Thanks, dad!

LIONEL:

And mum.

THE BOYS:

And mum!

They start to leave.

MYRTLE:

Take your plates.

The boys grabs their plates and exit. After a moment...

MYRTLE (CONT'D)

No wonder about the silly. You're so good

at what you do.

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