The Madness of King George Page #5

Wake up, sir!

Attend, sir, attend!

Have you said your prayers

this morning?

I started, sir,

but I was interrupted.

Say after me...

- Our Father...

- Our Father...

- Which art in heaven...

- Which art...

- Hallowed be Thy name.

- Hallowed...

Thy kingdom come...

Thy will be done...

On earth

as it is in heaven...

On earth

as it is in heaven...

(Men continue praying)

Thy kingdom come...

Thy will be done...

Give us this day

our daily bread...

(Queen) Our Father

which art in heaven...

Hallowed be Thy name...

As we forgive them

that trespass against us...

Hallowed be Thy name...

(Queen) Give us this day

our daily bread...

And lead us not

into temptation...

On earth as it is in heaven...

Give us this day

our daily bread...

For Thine...

is the kingdom...

the power and the glory...

Deliver us...

Sir! Sir!

(Queen) Sir! No!

Sir, we are in company.

Mind your own business.

The King has fallen! Help!

Help him!

(Queen) Help the King!

George!

Agh!

Why, sir, you must rest.

I am the King. I cannot rest.

I must rule.

Half the day gone already.

Things to do - government.

(Papandiek) The government

hasn't begun yet, sir.

The government's still in bed.

(Braun) The government is lucky.

- Do you love God, Arthur?

- Yes, sir.

He loves us all,

if only we'll let him.

Don't discuss the deity.

It does not do.

Does not do? I'm the King.

What's the deity to me?

Piss-pot.

(Woman) Huh?

Piss-pot.

Your Majesty.

Right.

Unh.

Unh.

Do it, England. Do it.

(Urinating)

Oh, it's wonderful.

Ahh, that's better.

Whew.

I'm obliged to you, madam.

Can't stop now.

On, England, on.

Look, it's blue.

Why are you dawdling?

The King is unattended.

The King's water

is blue, sir.

So?

It's been this colour

since this business began.

What business?

Don't be insolent.

We thought

it might be important.

What's important

is not to dangle about.

The King's half undressed

and unattended...

that's what's important.

Give me that.

Uh, Sir George.

- This is the King's water.

- Well?

- It's blue.

- So?

It's been blue since

His Majesty's been ill.

Oh, God, another doctor.

Medicine is a science.

It consists of observation.

Whether a man's water

is blue or not

is neither here nor there.

(Sighs)

Well, there's one blessing.

At least he's stopped

all the "What-whatting."

(Door opens)

Lady Pembroke.

Mr Greville.

Her Majesty spoke favourably

of you today, Mr Greville.

And we do not like Mr Fitzroy.

You will go far.

(Orchestra tuning up)

Captain Fitzroy.

I said no concerts,

no public appearances.

It is by order of the prince.

His Royal Highness thought

it might cheer His Majesty up.

Come on. If we're late,

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