Lionel Logue: Kiss the book, sign the oath, and you're king. Easy.
King George VI: [sobbing] I'm not a king! I'm not a king!
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Title Card: 1925 / King George V reigns over a quarter of the world's people. He asks his second son, the Duke of York, to give the closing speech at the Empire Exhibition in Wembley, London.
King George VI: ...a sieve of thisted siffles!
Myrtle Logue: Apologize... do you both good.
Queen Elizabeth: My husband has this... mechanical difficulty.
King George VI: You wouldn't believe the kind of people I have breathing down my neck.
Robert Wood: Let the microphone do the work, sir.
Lionel Logue: Long pauses are good. They add solemnity to great occasions.
King George VI: Then I am the solemnest king who ever lived.
