Dialogue[edit]

Queen Elizabeth: [Using the name "Mrs. Johnson"] My husband, well... he's required to
speak publicly.
Lionel Logue: Perhaps he should change jobs.
Queen Elizabeth: He can't.
Lionel Logue: Indentured servitude?
Queen Elizabeth: Something like that.

Lionel Logue: What was your earliest memory?

King George VI: What n earth do you mean?
Lionel Logue: Your first recollection.
King George VI: I'm nt... here to discuss... personal matters.
Lionel Logue: Why are you here then?
King George VI: BECAUSE I BLOODY WELL STAMMER!
Lionel Logue: You have a bit of a temper.
King George VI: One of... m-my many faults.

Lionel Logue: Do you know any jokes?

King George VI: ...Timing isn't my strong suit.

King George VI: [Logue is sitting on the coronation throne] Get up! Y-you can't sit there!
GET UP!
Lionel Logue: Why not? It's a chair.
King George VI: T-that... that is not "a chair", that is Saint Edward's chair.
Lionel Logue: People have carved their names on it.
King George: Y-y-you...
Lionel Logue: It's held in place by a large rock.
King George: Th-that is the S-stone of Scone you are t-trivializing...
Lionel Logue: I don't care how many royal arseholes have sat in this chair.
King George VI: L-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 just told me you didn't want it. Why should I waste my
time listening to you?
King George VI: Because I have a right to be heard! I have a voice!
Lionel Logue: [pause] Yes, you do. [stands] You have such perserverance, Bertie. You're
the bravest man I know. You'll make a bloody good king.

Princess Elizabeth: [watching a clip of Hitler speaking] What's he saying?

King George VI: I don't know but... he seems to be saying it rather well.

[As he is talking to King George VI, Lionel hears his wife returning home]
Lionel Logue: Myrtle!
King George VI: It's all right.
[Lionel moves to the corner of the room, while Elizabeth calmly continues to sip her tea]
Lionel Logue: [Motioning] Bertie, over here.
King George VI: Are you all right, Logue?
Lionel Logue: Yes.
King George VI: [getting up and moving to Logue's corner] Well, shouldn't we go through?
What is it?
'[Myrtle Logue enters the living room, and looks into Lionel's study. Not seeing them, she
turns round, and is confronted with the sight of Queen Elizabeth sitting at her table]
Myrtle Logue: [lost for words] You're... You're..!
Queen Elizabeth: It's "Your Majesty" the first time. After that, it's "ma'am." As in "ham." Not
"mum" as in "palm."
Lionel Logue: I haven't told her about us. Sit down, relax.
[In the living room]
Queen Elizabeth: I'm told that your husband calls my husband "Bertie," and my husband
calls your husband "Lionel." I trust you won't call me "Liz?"
Myrtle Logue: [nervously curtsying] Your majesty, you may call me "Mrs. Logue," ma'am.
Queen Elizabeth: [holding out her hand to shake] Very nice to meet you, Mrs. Logue.
[In the office]
King George VI: Logue, we can't stay here all day.
Lionel Logue: Yes we can. I have to choose the right moment.
King George VI: Logue, you're being a coward.
Lionel Logue: You're damn right.
King George VI: [Getting up and opening the door] Get out there, man!
Lionel Logue: [leaving the office] Hello, Myrtle, darling. You're early. I believe you two have
met. But I don't think you know... King George VI.
King George VI: It's very nice to meet you.
Myrtle Logue: [nervously curtsying again] Will their Majesties be staying to dinner?
Queen Elizabeth: [seeing her unease] We would love to, such a treat, but alas... a previous
engagement. What a pity.

Lionel Logue: [as George is lighting up a cigarette] Please don't do that.

King George VI: I'm sorry?
Lionel Logue: I believe sucking smoke into your lungs, well, it'll kill you.
King George VI: My physicians say it relaxes the throat.
Lionel Logue: They're idiots.
King George VI: They've all been knighted.
Lionel Logue: Makes it official, then.

King George VI: David, I've been trying to see you

King Edward VIII: I've been terribly busy.
King George VI: Doing what?
King Edward VIII: Kinging.
King George VI: Really? Kinging... is a precarious business these days. Where's the
Russian Tsar, Where's... cousin Wilhelm?
King Edward VIII: Ugh, you're being dreary.
King George VI: Is Kinging laying off... 80... staff and buying more pearls for Wallis while
people are marching across Europe singing The Red Flag?
King Edward VIII: Stop your worrying, Herr Hitler will sort them out.
King George VI: And who will sort out Herr Hitler?
King Edward VIII: Where's the bloody '23?
King George VI: AND YOU PUT THAT WOMAN IN OUR MOTHER'S SUITE!
King Edward VIII: Mama's not still in the bed, is she?
King George VI: That's not funny.
King Edward VIII: Here it is, Wallis likes the very best.
King George VI: I don't care what... woman you carry on with at night as long as you... show
up for duty in the morning.
King Edward VIII: Wallis is not just some woman I'm carrying on with, we intend to marry.
King George VI: [pause] Excuse me?
King Edward VIII: She's filing a petition for divorce.
King George VI: Good God... can't you just give her a nice house and a title?
King Edward VIII: I'm not having her as my mistress.
King George VI: The Church doesn't recognize divorce and you are the... head of the
Church
King Edward VIII: Haven't I any rights?
King George VI: Many privileges.
King Edward VIII: Not the same thing. Your beloved common man may marry for love, why
not me?
King George VI: If you were... a common man on what basis could you... possibly claim to
be king?
King Edward VIII: Sounds like you've studied our wretched constitution.
King George VI: Sounds like you haven't.
King Edward VIII: That's what this is about, brushing up. Hence the elocution lessons, thats
the scoop around town.
King George VI: I'm trying to...
King Edward VIII: Yearning for a larger audience, are we B-B-B-B-Bertie?
King George VI: [pause] Don't...
King Edward VIII: What's that? I'm sorry, I... younger brother trying to push older brother off
the throne, p-p-p-p-positively medieval.

King George VI: All that work down the drain. My own brother, I couldn't say a single 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: St... 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: 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: [exasperated] 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.
Logue's son: Dad, what's going on?

King George VI: In this... grave hour fuck fuck fuck perhaps the most fateful in our history
bugger shit shit [ to the tune of "Swanee River" ] I send to every household of my... you see
"P" is always difficult, even when I'm singing.
Lionel Logue: Bounce onto it. "apeoples".
King George VI: ape... apeoples, Household of my apeoples both at home and overseas,
Lionel Logue: Beautiful.
King George VI: this message [ to the tune of "Camptown Races"] doo dah, Spoken with
the same depth of feeling doo dah day for each one of you, as if i were able to shit FUCK
Bugger cross your threshold and speak to you...
Lionel Logue: In your head now, I have a right to be bloody well heard.
King George VI: bloody well heard, bloody well heard, bloody well heard, Bloody Well
Heard, BLOODY WELL HEARD MYSELF!
Lionel Logue: Now waltz, move, get continuous motion.
King George VI: [ to the tune of Tchaikovsky's "Sleeping Beauty Waltz"] For the second
time in the lives of most of us we are at...
Lionel Logue': We are, take a pause.
King George VI: : Lionel, I can't do this.
Lionel Logue: Bertie, you can do it. Have a look at the last paragraph.
Queen Elizabeth: Bertie, Its time.

Lionel Logue: You still stammered a bit on the w.

King George VI: Well, I had to throw in a couple so they would know it was me.