The King's Speech Page #6

LIONEL:

At what I do.

(then, deliberately being

`theatrical')

Twas a Lady with a capital L.

MYRTLE:

Oh, Lionel, that'd get us home in grand

style wouldn't it?!

LIONEL:

She came on behalf of her husband. Which is

not the proper way. I told her I was fully

booked.

Myrtle is clearly disappointed

LIONEL (CONT'D)

She was...too high and mighty. Know what I

mean.

She does. There's an unspoken code between them.

MYRTLE:

We wouldn't want that.

Covers her letdown.

MYRTLE (CONT'D)

Hard to feel sorry for that sort.

Silence, then:

LIONEL:

Had a call. Wish me luck?

MYRTLE:

Course, Lionel. Loads and loads.

14 INT. CHILDREN'S NURSERY, 145 PICCADILLY - NIGHT 14

Elizabeth, fashionably attired for an evening-out, is curled on

a bearskin rug reading "Peter Pan" to the girls.

ELIZABETH:

"Mr. and Mrs. Darling and Nana rushed into

the nursery too late. The birds were

flown."

Bertie enters, handsome in a tuxedo. Elizabeth closes the book.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)

Tomorrow, Chapter IV, `The Flight'.

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The two little girls clap with joy.

MARGARET ROSE:

Oh, to fly away!

BERTIE:

Weren't they lucky.

Within his family, Bertie's stutter is virtually absent.

LILIBET:

One would have to learn to fly properly of

course.

MARGARET ROSE:

Now a Daddy story!

BERTIE:

Can I be a penguin instead?

He drops to his knees and waddles. In his tux he looks like a

penguin. The girls giggle, but are undeterred.

LILIBET:

The horsie story, please.

BERTIE:

Ah well.

Called upon to perform, the stutter returns slightly. But the

two girls listen raptly, ignoring their father's minor

impediment, and it fades.

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