A Royal Night Out Page #4
Excuse me. Coming through.
Mind your backs.
Ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel
Yay!
Come along.
Coz the gang's all here
Roll out the barrel
All right, love?
We'll have a barrel of fun
The ladies is over there somewhere.
Which ladies?
Where you can see to that hand,
and your hair and that.
We've got the blues on the run
Zing
Have you seen much action, Lieutenant?
Not quite as much as
I'd have liked, but er...
But hoping to make up for that tonight.
But it was one's duty to serve
in a more secret capacity.
- Really?
- Naval intelligence.
Hush-hush.
- The name's Jeffers.
- How exciting.
Let's go for a splash.
Oh... In the name of...
What is it?
Er... Excuse me.
Telephone call, sir.
Give me the phone.
I've got a lot on my plate here.
Who the hell is this?
The King.
- Er...
- Everything all right, Lieutenant?
Yes, Your Majesty.
- Where's Captain Pryce?
- Indisposed, sir. Comfort break.
The soire's going splendidly, sir.
Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret
are enjoying the company
inside the ballroom, sir.
Good.
Everyone ready and waiting for my speech?
Expectation is enormous, sir.
Do remind the princesses
that I want to hear exactly
what everyone thought.
Hmm?
Exactly.
Erm... Sorry, sir. Terrible connection.
Who was that?
Burridge, reporting in.
Hmm, not Pryce?
Comfort break.
- Is that English?
- Apparently.
Everything all right?
Absolutely.
Can we get on with the bloody thing?
Well...
Here we go.
All right, everybody. Stand by.
Oh what a surprise
Only for telling a man he was wrong
Thought I'd lost you.
The King.
The King.
Mmm.
You were thirsty.
Another?
My sister's gone to Trafalgar Square.
I have to find her.
Pipe down!
Everybody listen!
A little hush for His Majesty.
The speech.
Oh, I'd forgotten.
Me too.
At this hour, when the...
dreadful shadow of war
has passed from our hearts and homes,
we may turn our thoughts to the tasks
all over the world, which...
Peace in Europe brings with it.
Today we give thanks to Almighty God
for a great deliverance.
Surrounded by my dear family,
I am speaking to you from London,
our empire's oldest capital city.
What a tosser.
But never for one moment
daunted or dismayed,
let us remember the fallen,
their sacrifice in the face
of a merciless enemy.
- We are proud to have shared...
- Which he'd know all about.
How dare you.
You, little prick,
are being disloyal and abusive
to your sovereign.
- The King is 10 times the man you are.
- He certainly is.
Oh, come on. You're not buying
this load of bollocks, are you?
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