The King's Speech (2010)
Geoffrey Rush: Lionel Logue
King George VI : All that... work... down the drain. My own... b... brother, I couldn't say a single w-word to him in reply.
Lionel Logue : Why do you stammer so much more with David than you ever do with me?
King George VI : 'Cos you're b... bloody well paid to listen.
Lionel Logue : Bertie, I'm not a geisha girl.
King George VI : Stop trying to be so bloody clever.
Lionel Logue : What is it about David that stops you speaking?
King George VI : What is it about you that bloody well makes you want to go on about it the whole bloody time?
Lionel Logue : Vulgar, but fluent; you don't stammer when you swear.
King George VI : Oh, bugger off!
Lionel Logue : Is that the best you can do?
King George VI : [like an elocution lesson] Well... bloody bugger to you, you beastly bastard.
Lionel Logue : Oh, a public school prig could do better than that.
King George VI : Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!
Lionel Logue : Yes!
King George VI : Shit!
Lionel Logue : Defecation flows trippingly from the tongue!
King George VI : Because I'm angry!
Lionel Logue : Do you know the f-word?
King George VI : F... f... fornication?
Lionel Logue : Oh, Bertie.
King George VI : Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck! Fuck, fuck and bugger! Bugger, bugger, buggerty buggerty buggerty, fuck, fuck, arse!
Lionel Logue : Yes...
King George VI : Balls, balls...
Lionel Logue : ...you see, not a hesitation!
King George VI : ...fuckity, shit, shit, fuck and willy. Willy, shit and fuck and... tits.
Lionel Logue : [as Albert prepares to light a cigarette] Well, please, don't do that.
King George VI : I'm sorry?
Lionel Logue : I believe sucking smoke into your lungs will... will kill you.
King George VI : My physicians said it relaxes the... the... the throat.
Lionel Logue : They're idiots.
King George VI : They've all been knighted.
Lionel Logue : [sarcastic] Makes it official, then.
King George VI : [Sees Logue is sitting on the coronation throne] What are you doing? Get up! You can't sit there! GET UP!
Lionel Logue : Why not? It's a chair.
King George VI : No, it... That is not a chair. That is... that is Saint Edward's chair.
Lionel Logue : People have carved their names on it.
King George VI : [Simultaneously] That... chair... is the seat on which every king and queen...
Lionel Logue : [Simultaneously] It's held in place by a large rock.
King George VI : That is the Stone of Scone. You ah-are trivializing everything. You trivialize...
Lionel Logue : I don't care about how many royal arseholes...
King George VI : Listen to me.
Lionel Logue : ...have sat in this chair.
King George VI : Listen to me. *Listen to me!*
Lionel Logue : Listen to you? By what right?
King George VI : By divine right, if you must. I am your king.
Lionel Logue : No, you're not. You told me so yourself. You said you didn't want it. Why should I waste my time listening...?
King George VI : Because I have a right to be heard! I have a voice!
Lionel Logue : [pauses] Yes, you do.
Lionel Logue : You have such perseverance, Bertie. You're the bravest man I know. You'll make a bloody good king.
King George VI : Every monarch in history has succeeded someone who is dead, or just about to be. My predecessor's not only alive, but very much so. Bloody mess. Can't even give them a Christmas speech.
Lionel Logue : Like your dad used to do.
King George VI : Precisely.
Lionel Logue : He's not here anymore.
King George VI : Yes he is: he's on that shilling I gave you.
Lionel Logue : Easy enough to give away. You don't have to carry him around in your pocket. Or your brother. You don't need to be afraid of the things you were afraid of when you were five.
Lionel Logue : [Bertie is lying on the floor, and Elizabeth is sitting on his chest] Take good deep breaths...
Lionel Logue : ...and up comes Her Royal Highness... and slowly exhale...
Lionel Logue : ...and down comes Her Royal Highness...
Queen Elizabeth : You all right, Bertie?
King George VI : Yes.
Queen Elizabeth : It's actually quite good fun.
King George VI : Logue, we can't stay here all day.
Lionel Logue : Yes, we can.
King George VI : Logue.
Lionel Logue : I need to wait for the right moment.
King George VI : Logue, you're being a coward.
Lionel Logue : You're damn right.
King George VI : Get out there, now!
[the two men go into the next room, where Myrtle Logue has just met the Queen Consort]
Lionel Logue : Hello, Myrtle, darling.
[He kisses her]
Lionel Logue : You're early. Oh, I believe you two...
[indicating the Queen]
Lionel Logue : ...have met, but I don't think you know... King George VI.
King George VI : It's very nice to meet you.
Lionel Logue : My castle, my rules.
Lionel Logue : Well, we need to have your hubby pop by. Uh, Tuesday would be good. He can give me his personal details, I'll make a frank appraisal, and then we'll take it from there.
Queen Elizabeth : Doctor, forgive me, ah... I don't have a "hubby," we don't "pop," and nor do we ever talk about our private lives. No, you must come to us.
Lionel Logue : I'm sorry, Mrs. Johnson - my game, my turf, my rules.
Lionel Logue : Kiss the book, sign the oath, and you're king. Easy.
Lionel Logue : Please, call me Lionel.
King George VI : No, I... prefer Doctor.
Lionel Logue : I prefer Lionel. What'll I call you?
King George VI : Your Royal Highness. And... Sir... after that.
Lionel Logue : That's a little bit formal for here, I prefer names.
King George VI : Prince Albert Frederick Arthur... George
Lionel Logue : How about Bertie?
King George VI : Only my family uses that.
Lionel Logue : Perfect. Here, it's better if we're equals.
King George VI : If, uh... if we were equals, I wouldn't... be here. I'd be at... at... home with my wife, and no one would... give a damn.