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. Everything I know, I know from experience, and that war was some experience. My plaque says, "L. Logue, Speech Defects", not "Doctor". There are no letters after my name. [goes to his knees] Lock me in the Tower.
I would, if I could.
On what charge?
Fraud. With war looming you've saddled this nation with a voiceless... king! [turns away] You've 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 III. Only... Mad King George The Stammerer. Who let his people down so badly in their hour of need- [Logue is sitting on the coronation throne] What are you doing? Get up! Y-you can't sit there! GET UP!
Why not? It's a chair.
T-that... that is not "a chair", that is Saint Edward's chair!
People have carved their names on it.
Y-y-you... That is the seat on which every king and queen-
It's held in place by a large rock.
Th-that is the S-stone of Scone! You are t-trivializing everything...! You trivialize-
L-listen to me... listen to me!
Listen to you? By what right?
By divine right, if you must. I am your King!
No, you're not. You just told me you didn't want it. Why should I waste my time listening to you?
Because I have a right to be heard! [Logue starts to interrupt] I HAVE A VOICE!
[pause]
Yes, you do. [stands] You have such perseverance, Bertie. You're the bravest man I know. You'll make a bloody good king.
