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Royal Bed, The (1931)

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Royal Bed, The (1931)

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What is it, Phipps?

The Duke of Landguard

to see His Majesty.

His Majesty is out.

PHIPPS: Yes, sir.

Any message for the Duke, sir?

No message for the Duke.

Very good, sir.

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

Yes.

What?

No, madam.

This is not the Royal

Cleaning Company.

This is the Royal Palace.

You have the wrong number.

That's quite all right.

[clears throat]

His Majesty is out.

Yes, sir.

It's the Marquis of Birten, sir.

Oh.

Send him in.

His Excellency, the

foreign minister.

Your Excellency.

Well, how'd do you do, Granton?

And where's His Majesty?

He went out, sir.

For a walk, I imagine.

Hm.

And, uh, Her Majesty?

GRANTON: Finishing the

preparations for her trip.

The palace has been in quite

an uproar this morning.

No wonder the king

went out for a walk.

And what time does

the queen leave?

The procession leaves

the palace at 4:00 sharp.

The boat sails at 6:00.

Well, I must see

her before she goes.

I have some important

news for her.

I will tell Her

Majesty that you called.

I suppose the

king is quite upset

over the queen's departure.

Oh uh.

Yes, sir.

He feels very badly about it.

Oh, he does.

Does he?

[chuckling]

His Majesty is out.

Her Royal Highness,

Princess Anne.

Oh.

Alone?

GRANTON: Yes.

- Freddie.

Anne, darling.

Give me a cigarette quickly.

Oh what a nuisance mother is.

GRANTON: You know I feel

sorry for your mother.

She has to settle all

the affairs of the nation

before she leaves for America.

I know, but she doesn't have

to make such an infernal fuss

about everything.

She's furious now, because

father has gone out.

Mother tries to boss everything.

Well, she's not

going to boss me.

I'm not her husband.

I'm going to lead my own life.

And may I ask when

you intend to start?

As soon as she's safely

away on her trip to America.

One of these days mother

will pick up a New York paper

and discover her

daughter has eloped.

You are going to elope with

me, aren't you, Freddie?

Oh yes, Anne.

I wouldn't let you elope alone.

Oh.

You are sweet, Freddie.

You're giving up everything

for me, aren't you?

I giving up everything?

Well, I like that.

It's you who's giving

up everything for me.

You'll never be forgiven.

But I don't want

to be forgiven.

I only want to get away

from this stifling place.

I want to be happy and free.

You know, there's no one

here who will really miss

me for a minute when I'm gone.

Well, there's your father.

Yes, there's father.

But father won't mind.

He'll understand.

He'd like to be free too.

If only he'd abdicate.

Oh, if he only would.

But he won't.

He wouldn't dare try anything

as strenuous as abdication.

Mother wouldn't let him.

You know how mother is.

Oh.

I do.

Father thinks it's our duty

to keep the throne occupied.

Duty.

That's all I've been

allowed to think

about since the day I was born.

Well, I'm going to

think about myself,

my own happiness for a change.

I'm going away with you.

Oh, but when can

we start, Anne.

I'm trying hard to be patient.

But I... I can't

wait much stronger.

It's terrible having to wait.

Terrible for me

too, Freddie darling.

But we mustn't take any

chances until mother's

safely across the Atlantic.

Well, I wish her bon voyage.

Her Majesty the Queen.

Has His Majesty taken the

trouble to come here yet?

GRANTON: No, ma'am.

He hasn't.

Doesn't he realize that we're

to leave here in another hour?

Doesn't he know that he's put

on his [inaudible] uniform for

the procession to the harbor?

GRANTON: Yes, ma'am.

I am quite certain His Majesty

has been advised to that.

Then, why hasn't he come here?

Wouldn't you think

that he would know

that all this was terribly

worrying, terribly upsetting

for me.

Anne, your father is a very

inconsiderate, very thoughtless

man.

Oh, don't be silly, mother.

Father probably thought

he'd just be in the way.

Well, he would have

been in the way.

But just the same,

he should have spoken

to me before he went out.

Uh, Lord Birten called, ma'am.

He asked to see you.

Suggested he had

good news for you

and said he'd come back later.

Then, I shall wait right here.

You two go and get ready

for the procession.

BOTH: Yes, ma'am.

Has General Northrup been here?

No, ma'am.

The Prime Minister hasn't

been to the palace all day.

I hope he doesn't come.

I hope I never see his

scowling face again.

Now, mother, you know you'd be

perfectly furious if he didn't

stop in to wish you goodbye.

I don't want any kind

wishes from General Northrup.

I don't like him.

He's no business to be prime

minister of this country.

Yes.

And if it weren't for General

Northrup and his army,

this country would

be a republic.

And where would you be then?

I know where'd I be.

I'm happy to say there

is no danger of that.

Thank Heaven.

Thank Heaven we have the

confidence and loving

loyalty of our people.

The monarchy will never fall.

Oh, where is the king?

What on earth does he think

he's doing, wandering aimlessly

around when he's needed here?

Oh, forget it, mother.

There's plenty of time.

There'll never be plenty

of time for your father.

Probably, he'll need a shave.

And that always takes him hours.

Anne, some day you'll

be a queen, and then

you'll know what troubles I've

had, what sacrifices I've made.

Then, you'll know what

I've had to put up with.

Don't worry, mother.

You're going away on

a nice long vacation.

Vacation?

Do you think for

one moment that I'm

going to America for pleasure?

I'm going to work for the

good of my dear country.

I never do anything that isn't

for the good of my country.

Well?

Yes, ma'am.

General Northrup, together with

the Marquis of Birten, ma'am.

There you are.

Important business

to be attended to,

and the king is not here.

I will see them.

Yes, ma'am.

I'll speak to the

king about this.

With everything that

I have on my mind,

and he's dawdling

about in this manner.

Simply disgraceful.

His Supreme Excellency

the Prime Minister.

His Excellency the

Foreign Minister.

Your Majesty.

Your Majesty.

Your Royal Highness.

Your Royal Highness.

Gentlemen.

I've been given to

understand, ma'am,

that His Majesty is not here.

You've not been misinformed.

I have some matters of

vital importance to discuss.

Then, you may discuss them now.

We're leaving in a

short time, and we

cannot wait for the king.

I've had another

conference with the people's

leader, ma'am, Dr. Fellman.

You can't ask me to become

excited about that, general.

You're always

having conferences.

And if I weren't,

we'd find ourselves

involved in a revolution.

A revolution.

What nonsense.

Fellman wouldn't dare

try anything like that.

Ah, but Fellman isn't

the only one, ma'am.

There are others,

hundreds of thousands

of them, determined to

overthrow the monarchy.

Are you arresting any of

these violent minded men?

We're arresting

them by the hundreds.

There can be but one

punishment for such traitors,

and that punishment is death.

Then why not execute them?

There's a reason

for that, ma'am.

You may or may not know that

our constitution provides...

You don't have to

tell me anything

about our constitution.

My great grandfather wrote it.

Hm.

Go on.

Then, you are aware that no

political prisoner can be put

to death until his

sentence has been

counter-signed by the king.

Well?

There are over 50 such death

sentences in His Majesty's desk

at this very moment,

waiting to be signed.

They've been there

for over a week.

Is this true, Granton?

Why... why, yes, ma'am.

I tell you, ma'am.

The situation is intolerable.

These executions must

go through at once.

They shall go through.

His Majesty the King.

Good afternoon.

Where have you been?

I've been down to the

royal zoo, my dear.

I've been watching

the penguins walk.

I love to watch the penguins.

You know they walk

just like human beings.

We've no time now

to discuss penguins.

Mhm.

What's the matter?

I've just heard

that you've neglected

to sign hundreds of

orders for the execution

of dangerous characters.

Who told you that?

I told her that, sir.

And I should be happy to

repeat my words to you.

You needn't bother.

I can't understand how you

could be so callous, how you

could neglect your duty in

such a slipshod irresponsible

manner.

Well, don't you realize that

these criminals will m*rder us

all if you give them a chance?

Can't you see that the

monarchy's in dreadful danger?

My dear, I know...

Her Majesty is right.

Naturally.

Now, just what am

I to do about it?

You're to sign those

orders of execution.

They've been accumulating

on your desk for weeks.

On my desk?

On my desk?

Why.

There must be

something wrong here.

Where could they be?

I never heard of anything

quite as ridiculous

as that in my life.

[roaring]

Oh.

Granton, where are

those papers gone?

I'm afraid it's my fault, sir.

I took them down to

the Lord Chancellor's

office for verification.

Well, then, you go right down

to the Lord Chancellor's office

and get them right back again.

- Yes, sir.

- There.

You see.

It wasn't my fault after all.

In my opinion, that man

should be instantly dismissed.

I should hope so.

He's a pest anyway.

I'll attend to him later.

And the signed orders

will be in my hands today?

General, you may rest

assured that I shall

make every effort in my power.

QUEEN: They will.

I will see to that.

There.

You see.

You can put it right

out of your mind now.

I understand that Lord Birten

has something to say to us.

Well, we're all prepared

to hear from Lord Birten.

I think you'll be glad to

hear what I have to say, sir.

I am happy, I am proud

to say that I have

completed a little

arrangement on which

we've all set our hearts.

So what was that?

I received only an hour ago

telegraphic communication from

the foreign office in Grec.

Yes.

What is it?

I think that a

marriage can be arranged

between Prince William of Grec

and our own beloved Princess

Anne.

What?

Is it settled?

Practically.

And I may add that

this could never

have been accomplished

had it not

been for the tireless

efforts of Your Majesty.

QUEEN: My darling child,

you're engaged to be married.

Allow me to offer my

heartfelt congratulations,

Your Royal Highness.

Add my congratulations.

This will give us the prestige

we've so long deserved.

Congratulations for what?

It's a glorious triumph

for our diplomacy.

And you've made a

perfectly marvelous match.

I have made a match?

What have I had to do with it?

Have I been asked?

No one has even bothered

to consult me about this.

Well, I believe I can explain.

It was advisable to keep

this matter a profound secret

for diplomatic reasons.

Thus, we deemed it unwise

to divulge the terms,

even to Your Highness.

The terms.

Oh, so there were terms.

Oh yes.

Your Majesty, the

marriage agreement

provides that the Princess

Anne will, of course, become.

Empress of Grec in due time.

Now, the eldest son will

become the heir to the throne.

The second son will become...

Two brothers?

My sons.

So the contract

provides that I shall

produce two male children.

Well, how do you know I can?

Anne, how shockingly

indelicate.

That's just what it is.

Indelicate, horrible, revolting.

Anne, come with

me this instant.

Come to your rooms.

Do you hear?

Father, you love me.

You understand me.

Can you let this

terrible thing happen?

Are you going to let

them do this to me?

It'll be all right, my darling.

You go to your room.

We'll talk about it later.

QUEEN: Come with me.

Go with your mother, Anne.

And don't cry anymore.

I'll have a little

talk with her.

Poor child.

She'll get over it when she

realizes what this means.

Just what does it mean?

This is beyond question

the greatest diplomatic

victory in the history of our...

Now, Northrup, let us not

go into all that again.

I know it is a glorious triumph.

You all deserve to be

very proud of yourself.

But I also know

that I do not care

to entrust my

daughter's happiness

to Prince William of Grec.

Now, look her, sir.

You're all wrong about this.

I can imagine no

light in which this

would appear other than

disagreeable and distasteful.

Your Majesty...

Your Majesty...

I do not care to hear

or speak of it again.

Your Majesty.

Well, king or no king, he

needn't think he can block

our plans for this wedding.

Don't worry.

It's all settled.

Here's the marriage

contract, signed and sealed.

They're as good as married now.

Ah, good.

Good.

But I glad we'll be rid

of the queen for a time.

We'll be able to

get things done now.

Oh, she won't interfere

in this marriage.

She's as anxious for it

to go through as we are.

Yes.

I know.

But she's too officious.

The king, at least, knows

enough to keep his place.

But she's very

useful sometimes.

Yes.

As a press agent.

She'll make these

rich Americans pay

heavily for the privilege of

shaking hands with the royalty.

But here at home, we're

not dealing with Americans.

Dr. Fellman and revolutionists

are looking for trouble,

and I'm going to see

that they get it.

Phipps.

PHIPPS: Yes, sir.

What the deuce have you

done with that checkerboard?

Begging Your

Majesty's pardon, I

placed it here for safekeeping.

Well, I wish you'd all

get together and come

to some definite

permanent hiding

place for this checkerboard.

Yes, sir.

Perhaps, I should explain,

sir, that Her Majesty found the

old one and had it thrown out.

Well, there's one

satisfaction, Phipps.

There's always plenty

more checkerboards.

Yes, sir.

Come on now.

I'm going to beat

the hide off you.

Oh, sir.

You know, Phipps.

You have an unfair

advantage over me.

An unfair advantage, sir.

Does Your Majesty imagine

that I should be guilty

of petty cheating in checkers?

Don't be a fool, Phipps.

What I meant was is that you

get a chance to practice.

Now, I'll wager that

when you're off duty,

you practice with the finest

checkers players in this city.

I never get any

chance to practice.

You're the only one around

the whole place who'll

ever play checkers with me.

You know, I thought

at time that I might

interest the queen in the game.

But she couldn't seem to

appreciate the charms.

Remarkable woman,

Her Majesty, Phipps.

A remarkable woman.

But she simply will

not play checkers.

Hm.

It would be Your Majesty's

first move this time.

Ah, so.

Well, there we are.

Beg pardon, sir.

But you've got the jump.

Oh, have I?

So you do practice.

Don't you, Phipps?

Hm.

Tell me.

Tell me, Phipps.

Have you any children?

Six, sir.

All sons I presume.

No, sir.

There's one daughter.

Married?

Yes, sir.

She is.

To a young man

of her own choice?

Yes, sir.

Unfortunately, she chose

the scientific farmer, sir.

And I may say it's been

a source of some regret

to me and to her mother.

You wanted her to

marry someone else.

Yes, sir.

We didn't consider him quite,

uh, eligible shall I say.

We'd hope the girl might

marry in her own class.

Is she happy?

Yes, sir.

I suppose she's happy and in a

rather rustic sort of way, sir.

[buzzing]

Beg pardon, sir.

That's the buzzer.

See who it is.

Will you, Phipps?

Yes, sir.

I want to talk to you, father.

Yes, my dear.

Alone.

You, uh, you may go, Phipps.

It will be my next move, sir.

I want you to tell

me something, father.

I want you to tell me the truth.

What is it, Anne?

Did you know about this ghastly

thing they're trying to do.

Were you part of the conspiracy?

No.

I didn't know.

Oh, I'm glad, father.

Well, they're not going to make

a political bride out of me.

You know this man

you're supposed to marry.

Prince William.

No, but I've seen his picture

in the newspapers surrounded

by a lot of chorus girls.

Well, you shouldn't read

those kind of newspapers.

Everyone knows

what a rotter he is.

If I marry him, they'll

all be laughing at me,

or sympathizing with me.

It'll be just as bad either way.

I tell you, father,

I won't do it.

I won't do it.

I'll renounce my position.

I'll go into exile.

But I won't marry that foul man.

But my dear child, you

have to marry someone.

You must do your share toward

perpetuating the family.

The family can end here

and now for all I care.

If they must have two male

children, they can adopt them.

I'm sick of being royalty.

I want to be a person.

Well, being a member

of the royal family

has its advantages, Anne.

Think of all the orphan

asylums you can inspect.

Oh, don't joke

about it, father.

It's terribly serious to me.

Well, when we drive

through the streets now,

I look at the poor beggars.

I think to myself...

I know you think

yourself cheerfully,

gladly, would I change

places with even such as you.

I know.

I have read that

speech to myself

a thousand times in

the days of my youth.

And did it do me any good?

Have I ever become a person?

Have I ever found

that freedom that

is enjoyed by the celebrated

beggar in the gutter?

I'm afraid not, Anne.

I turned out to be a king.

And you intend to be just a

king all the rest of your life?

Well, I'm afraid I'll have

to stick to the job now,

even if there isn't

any future in it.

Well, never mind, father.

You're a good

king, a noble king.

Well, I could be a bad

king for all the difference

it would make, Anne.

Take young Granton for instance.

He's a commoner by birth.

But he's a royalist at heart.

And I'm quite sure that if

we were languishing in exile,

you would find young

Granton perched on a soapbox

in the park arguing

for the restoration,

and he'd go to his death

crying, "Long live the King."

Oh, no he wouldn't.

Granton would go into exile

with us and be glad to do it.

Well, how do you know that?

Well, I talk to him

now and then naturally.

Oh, I see.

Ah, Granton.

We were just discussing you.

Me, sir?

Yes.

What would you say if I told

you I decided to abdicate?

Would you tremble in

every fiber of your being.

Would you draw your

sword if you had one,

and would you cry, "No.

No."

No.

A thousand times no.

Over my dead body,

you leave the throne"?

Or would you murmur

devoutly yourself,

"It's about time the old boy

got on to himself and retired."

I can only say,

sir, that I support.

Your Majesty in any venture

he might choose to undertake.

There.

Thank you, Granton.

Thank you.

That's all I want to know.

May I make so

bold, sir, as to ask

whether you have any such

revolutionary idea in mind?

You may make so bold.

But my answer is no.

I haven't faintest

idea of abdicating.

Oh.

Here are the papers,

sir, for which you asked.

Papers?

Did I ask for papers?

Yes.

The orders for the

execution of the prisoners.

- Oh, you found them.

- Yes, sir.

They're ready for signatures.

Well, well, you take them

right out and lose them again.

Yes, sir.

Will that be all, sir?

That'll be all.

How long has this

been going on?

What?

This little romance.

How did you know?

The king knows everything.

You'd know that if you

paid strict attention

to your school books.

Oh, father.

You've got to help us.

You're the only one

who can help us.

I know, but you

haven't told me how

long this has been going on.

For months.

We fell in love.

We couldn't help it.

Well, that's a natural

impulse, I suppose.

Have you made any

plans for the future?

Yes.

We're going to elope as soon

as mother's landed in America.

We'll go to France.

That's a free country, isn't it?

Reasonably so.

And after we get

there, we'll be married,

and Freddie will find

work of some kind.

He's always wanted to write,

or paint, or something.

I'm going to have

babies and be happy,

and you'll come to visit us.

And the third day of my

visit, Granton will say

is your father going

to stay here forever.

Oh.

He won't say any such thing.

He loves you.

And besides, he's much too

sweet to be mean to anyone.

Well, are you aware

of the character

of your fiance's family?

Of course, I am.

Freddie's father is one of the

richest men in the kingdom.

I know.

Old Mr. Granton is one of

the pillars of the state

financially.

But he is a plumber.

A wholesale plumber.

Nevertheless, he does mess

up with bathroom utensils.

Well, I don't care

what he is or isn't.

I love Freddie, and

nothing in Heaven or Earth

is going to stop me

from marrying him.

I'm afraid your

mother will not be

very enthusiastic about this.

[buzzing]

I think I hear the buzzer.

Her Majesty the Queen.

Do you happen to

realize what time it is?

My, my.

It is.

Isn't it?

There you two sit talking,

talking, talking of Heaven

knows what.

And in half an

hour, I'm going away

across 3,000 miles

of ocean to America

into a strange

barbarous country.

It isn't barbarous at all.

It is barbarous.

I've seen moving

pictures about it.

[gasp] Where did that

checkerboard come from?

General Northrup must

have left that here.

Are you going to change your

clothes for the procession?

Yes, I am.

It's the bazaar uniform.

I believe it is.

Bazaar uniform.

Then, why not do

something about it?

And you too.

The procession

starts at 4:00 sharp.

And I want you to

look very neat.

There are to be over

30 photographers

between the palace and the dock.

I hope they don't

take any close-ups.

I look awful on the film.

[band playing music]

[cheering]

Lord Birten, while I'm away,

I want you to be very sure

that nothing happens

which might in any way

jeopardize the coming

marriage of Princess Anne

to Prince William of Grec.

You understand?

Yes, Your Majesty.

In two months, Her Royal

Highness will have a birthday.

I've arranged a ball

for the occasion.

You will see that she

has an enjoyable evening.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Anne, it's most unfortunate

that I have to go away

at this time, just when your

engagement to Prince William

is to be announced.

But the mission which takes me

away is a very important one.

I am going to do my duty.

I want you both to bear

that in mind while I'm away.

Don't worry, mother.

You can leave everything to us.

We'll do our best in our

small way here at home.

[g*n salute firing]

[waltz music playing]

I wonder what is

detaining His Majesty.

Very likely, matters of

great political importance.

- I tell you Phipps, you did.

- Oh no, sir.

Now, listen.

Don't argue with me.

No, sir.

I'm very sorry.

I'm not arguing with you, sir.

I don't care to argue.

But begging your pardon.

But know you're wrong.

I don't care...

I'm very sorry to say, sir,

that Your Majesty has lost.

- I didn't lose...

- Excuse me, sir.

I've just come from the

extra session of Parliament.

Never mind, Parliament.

I want to go on with the game.

But sir, it's

desperately important.

Bugger Parlia... will

no one obey my commands?

Now, I want to talk

about it later.

Forgive me.

Please, sir.

But their actions this evening...

It's a foregone conclusion.

Your Majesty has lost.

I didn't lose.

I... what?

Your Majesty, Her Royal

Highness, the Princess

Anne wishes me tell you that

the ball awaits your appearance,

sir.

Oh.

Thank you.

There you are.

Thank you, sir.

[waltz music playing]

His Majesty the King.

[entrance music playing]

Happy birthday, my darling.

[waltz music playing]

The time has come when we must

forcefully show our resentment

to Northrup's iron heel.

Tonight, he made

a violent speech,

and there was nothing for us to

do but to declare a revolution.

[cheering]

[shouting]

[waltz music playing]

Bonsoir, Monsieur Ambassador.

[speaking french]

[speaking french]

What is it?

Forgive me, sir.

I must speak.

What's the matter, Freddie.

You look worried.

Well, is there anything wrong?

You said something

upstairs about Parliament.

Yes, Parliament has

proclaimed Northrup

dictator with absolute power.

Dr. Fellman got up and

spoke to the people

and said they

wouldn't stand for it.

Good for Fellman.

Well, Northrup then

replied that if the people

were in for w*r, so was he.

He pounded the table with

his fist when he said it.

It's a crisis.

Now, Northrup's dictator,

with his g*ns and his army

he'll butcher them.

You run right over

to the w*r Office.

See what their latest plans are.

And hurry back.

All right, sir.

Father, you realize

this is our chance.

Who's chance?

Mine and Freddie's.

This revolution will give

us a chance to get away.

Oh, we can't talk

about that now.

There's enough

disturbance as it is.

Freddie and I would have

eloped long ago if we could.

Mother had me too

closely watched.

But tonight, tonight,

they will have

forgotten to worry about me.

They have enough to worry

about, and so have I.

But this is our last chance.

I am to be married next week.

If I don't go away

now, I never will.

This is no time

to talk about love.

I don't care what's happening.

The Army and Navy can

sh**t their heads off

if they want to.

I'm going, to be married, to

be free, and you won't stop me.

You wouldn't dare.

At times, you remind

me of your mother.

[blasting]

- What's that?

- See.

It's started.

Look.

I can see the flashes.

Why.

They're on the cathedral.

[boom]

Look.

The fight has started.

That looks like the

Continental Bank Building.

[boom]

Your Majesty, General

Northrup called us, sir.

All officers are to report to

their commands immediately.

My men will escort

the ladies to safety.

Very well then.

[excited chatter]

The fighting has

started, Your Majesty.

[boom]

So glad you warned us.

[boom]

Is General Northrup

with the firing line?

No, sir.

He's at the w*r Office.

That is undoubtedly the

safest place in the city.

Come.

We've got to go.

[g*nshots]

[shouting]

[g*nshots]

[distant booming]

Well?

I'm sorry to

disturb Your Majesty.

But we're taking measures

to defend the palace.

There might be

unexpected developments.

Well, go ahead and take them.

You won't disturb me at all.

Very good, sir.

In with those sandbags, you men.

On the double.

[booming]

Look.

They're putting machine g*ns

right in front of the palace.

Your Highness mustn't

stand at that window.

But I want to watch.

Anne, dear, you

mustn't stay there.

Why not?

And what are those things?

Sandbags, sir.

They make rather good protection

against stray b*ll*ts, sir.

Who ordered them?

General Northrup, sir.

Well, it's very

charming of Northrup

to be so concerned

for my safety,

but you take them

right out of here.

I don't want my apartment

all messed up with sandbags.

Yes, sir.

Out with those

sandbags, you men.

On the double.

Thank you very

much, Major Blent.

Not at all, sir.

Everything shall

be as you say, sir.

Who told you that?

It goes without saying, sir.

Thank you.

It's very nice to have

you around, major.

Thank you, sir.

And may I got now, sir?

You may go now.

Excellent.

You know I have half a mind to

give that fellow another medal.

Is the yacht at Stannidge?

- Yes, sir.

- The road open?

Oh yes.

About a two hours

drive, isn't it?

Father, are we running away?

No.

But you are, and

Granton's going with you.

- But I can't do that, sir.

- Well, you wanted to escape.

Here's your chance.

But how are we going to do it?

The yacht is

anchored at Stannidge.

I'll give orders for

her to sail tonight

for Sherberg with you on board.

Now, go upstairs.

Pack your things.

Change your clothes, and don't

forget to take your toothbrush.

Oh, Father.

At last, at last, I'm getting

away from this prison.

I'm through will be royalty.

I'm going to live.

But Your Majesty, we

can't leave now with all...

Oh, don't argue

with him, Freddie.

We're going.

We're going.

Yes.

And you'd better hurry.

I'll hurry all right.

Oh, thank you, my darling.

Thank you.

You'll never be sorry

you've done this for me.

I'll be so happy.

And you'll be happy

too, won't you?

I expect so.

If I could only see

mother's expression

when she hears about this.

Sir, I thank you too.

But I can't accept this

gracious offer, sir.

Really.

Well, why not?

I couldn't leave you with all

this danger threatening, sir.

Oh, don't be silly.

I have a whole army

and navy to protect me.

I don't need you.

So what is it

you want me to do?

You're to marry my daughter.

You're to write, or

paint, or something,

and you're to have babies.

I forget what it all is about.

General Northrup

to see Your Majesty.

There.

You see, the palace

is perfectly safe.

Even Northrup's

willing to come here.

Do you want to see him, sir?

I do not.

You see him.

Find out what he wants.

And I'll get the orders

off to Stannidge.

All right.

Show him in, Phipps.

PHIPPS: Very good, sir.

Here's um...

His Supreme Excellency

the Prime Minister.

Where's the king?

He's gone to his room.

I have a communication

from Dr. Fellman.

I thought he might care to see.

Well, I can take

it to him, sir.

Oh, never mind.

Doesn't matter anyway.

I suppose His Majesty

doesn't care to be annoyed

with business matters just now.

Here.

Give that to the king.

I beg your pardon,

General Northrup.

Those are His Majesty's cigars.

I know it.

Get me the Admiralty Office.

I gave you an

order, Mr. Granton.

Do you intend to obey it?

Or must I entrust it to a

more dependable servant?

[laughing]

Who's laughing at whom?

I want to talk to Lord Ennol.

This is General Northrup.

Yes.

Are the rest of the ships

ready to go into action?

Good.

That'll be all.

Well?

Lord Birten to see His Majesty.

Send him in.

I'll see him.

Very well.

Lord Birten.

Northrup, you... you seem

to be in full possession.

Yes.

The king has gone to his room.

He's hiding under

the bed I suppose.

[laughs] Well, it's

the best place for him.

How goes the battle?

Oh, don't call

that farce a battle.

Well, I hope you get

it over with soon.

That noise is simply terrific.

[boom]

I know I shan't be able

to sleep a wink tonight.

Well, we won't quit until

we've made a clean job of it.

Well, you had

better hurry it up.

Prince William of Grec arrives

for the wedding next week.

I am told that he is a

very nervous young man.

[laughing]

Ah, good evening gentlemen.

BOTH: Your Majesty.

Ah, Northrup.

Have a cigar.

Oh, you had one.

Did you get my note, sir?

Yes, I did.

I've had the

Admiralty on the wire.

The rest of the ships are

ready to start shelling.

Well, you can't do that.

You'll k*ll thousands

of men and women.

Well, I've given

them fair warning.

I've issued an

ultimatum giving them

a half hour in which to lay

down their arms and surrender.

And what was their

answer to that?

They said they'd never give in

until I was ready to arbitrate.

Well, then, why not arbitrate?

I arbitrate to that rabble?

Well, I appreciate the delicacy

of your feelings, Northrup,

but the naval g*ns will

not go into action.

I regret to say, sir, that

I must be allowed to handle

this crisis as I see fit.

I merely told you of my plans

just as a matter of courtesy.

I am overwhelmed

with gratitude.

Sometimes, frankness pays.

And I'm here to tell you

that I am running this show,

and I intend to run

it in my own way.

You're quite right.

Frankness does pay sometimes.

So I'd like to ask you

what are your intentions.

Are you going to

set up a republic?

You've already bullied your

way into the dictatorship,

thereby making me more

of a cypher than ever.

Your next step is

evidently the presidency.

When are you going

to take that step.

I resent that insinuation.

I resent it bitterly.

That was not an insinuation.

That was a frank

statement of fact.

Well, whatever it

was, I resent it.

[boom]

[glass breaking]

What was that?

[booming]

It's the stupid

field a*tillery.

They're sh**ting the wrong way.

Something gone wrong

with your plans, general?

I asked them to put a

stop to this nonsense.

I think they're aiming at us.

I'll break a few

colonels for this.

Certainly.

Here.

Don't forget your Sunday hat.

Oh!

[groaning]

[boom]

I think I better go

to the foreign office.

You take my advice

and try the cellar.

[boom]

You mustn't stay here, sir.

It's very dangerous.

Blent, you've assured

me of your loyalty.

I think I can depend on you.

Always, sir.

I want to get the

Princess Anne out of this.

A yacht is at Stannidge.

Granton will take her there.

You escort them both as

far as the harbor to see

that they get away safely.

Now, get a car, a good one.

Have it at the Quince

Street entrance right away.

And hurry.

Yes, sir.

[boom]

The car will be ready

in a few minutes.

You must go once.

But what were those explosions?

Shells, my dear, the

fact of the matter

is the revolution has stole

General Northrup's a*tillery

when he wasn't looking.

And they're trying

to shell the palace.

It seems that way.

What are you doing?

You think I'd go now?

But my dear child, you must go.

This is your one chance,

you can't lose it.

It's too late now, father.

I'm going to stay here,

because I love you.

And because we must be

together when they come.

Good for you, Anne.

Well, there's nothing left

for me to do except burst

into tears I suppose.

[boom]

That one seems to have

landed in the queen's room.

I wish Phipps were here.

What do you want of Phipps?

Anything you want, I'll do it.

Go down to the

cellar right away

and get about a dozen

bottles of champagne.

It seems to me the time has come

to all get gloriously drunk.

Oh, father, that's

a marvelous idea.

I think so.

BLENT: Your Majesty.

- What?

BLENT: Dr. Fellman is here.

- Fellman?

- Fellman?

- He wants to see you.

He insists that he must.

Oh, father, don't see him.

He might...

Nonsense.

Show him in.

You go get that champagne.

Look, sir.

I've got to say here...

Do what I tell you.

Get the champagne.

Get lots of it.

You never can tell.

This fellow Fellman

might want a drink too.

Go on.

[boom]

Come in, Dr. Fellman.

Thank you, sir, for having

the courage to see me.

I hope you'll pardon the

appearance of this room.

It's a bit upset at the moment.

Is the bodyguard

absolutely necessary?

I am unarmed.

You may go, Blent.

Well, tell me, doctor, to what

am I indebted for this visit,

et cetera, et cetera?

A great many lives are

being lost tonight, sir.

Unnecessarily lost.

Otherwise, I should not have

risked my own to come here.

I commend your courage, doctor.

But tell me, why are

your people trying

to batter down the palace?

You know they might want to use

it for a museum or something.

You, sir, have never come

into contact with reality.

You have lived your

quiet detached life here.

No one has ever

told you the truth.

No one ever takes the

trouble to tell me anything.

I understand.

But you are the

ruler of this nation.

That's where you make

a great mistake, doctor.

I am not the ruler.

I am merely the king.

And are you satisfied, sir,

that you have been a good king?

Well, I've always been on

time at all official functions.

My public speeches have been

brief and of good taste.

I've always appeared

presentable on rest parade.

My home life is above reproach.

I don't know what else I could

have done to, uh, fulfill

my obligations to my people.

You could have prevented them

from being driven to despair.

I could have done that?

You have an exaggerated idea

of my importance, doctor.

Well, the people have the vote.

Why don't they use it?

Why don't they throw

Northrup out and put you in?

The issue is up to you, sir.

It is not up to me.

I have no right to meddle

in the state's business.

I'm merely a figurehead,

and a none too

ornamental one at that.

Then, sir, on

behalf of the people,

I must demand your abdication.

[explosions]

Naval g*ns.

Now, the m*rder will start.

Hello.

Hello.

Put me through to the Admiralty.

FELLMAN: Now, you will see

what your reign has come to.

Hello.

I... I want to speak

to Lord Ennol please.

This is the king.

The king.

This is the king speaking.

What?

It's spelled K-I-N-G. King.

Thank you so much.

[g*nf*re]

Hello, Ennol.

Ennol, those g*ns

must be stopped.

I don't care who

ordered you to fire.

I want [inaudible] the entire

fleet on my authority at once.

Thank you.

Now, that might be

known in history

as the final act of King

Eric VIII, the last of a long

of line of non-entities.

[g*nf*re]

Now, it's up to your

people cease firing

and declare an armistice.

But an armistice

will do no good.

This country must have

a permanent peace.

I warn you, sir.

If you wish to save your

country, you must abdicate,

and you must do it at once.

There's nothing to be done now

except that your people must

surrender.

And trust ourselves to

the mercy of Northrop.

He'll overrule you again.

Oh no, he won't.

I give you my word that he...

You must take my word for it.

I accept your word, sir.

You do.

Thank you, doctor.

You're a very unusual fellow.

Your Majesty, General

Northrup is on his way up.

He is, huh.

Well, Dr. Fellman, I don't

know how you got here.

But you must go away

as soon as possible.

Here, Blent, take Dr.

Fellman through my apartments

and escort him as

far as necessary.

[shouting]

[booming]

Goodbye, doctor.

Now, we must keep

this conversation

secret, especially from our

mutual friend who's on the up.

NORTHRUP: [shouting]

Blent, take him that way.

NORTHRUP: Out of my way!

What's the matter, general?

Something gone wrong

with your a*tillery?

Did you give that order of

the naval g*ns to cease firing?

I did.

Well, I've come here to tell

you that's the last order

you'll give out.

You don't have to

remind me of that.

Oddly enough, I commented on

that very fact at the time.

I want you to understand

that I am in charge here.

And I won't have

any interference

from you or anyone else.

Do you realize that you're

talking to your king?

Bah.

We're talking as man to man.

I won't stand for you

meddling in my affairs.

Get me the Admiralty Office.

The battleship

will resume firing.

The battleships will

not resume firing.

I warned you not to

interfere with me.

I gave those orders to the

Navy, and the orders stand.

I'm the one to give

orders to the Navy.

I am the dictator by

act of Parliament.

I am the king by

the grace of God.

Ah.

Don't use that

catchphrase on me.

You'll be king only as

long as I and my army

are on hand to keep

you on the throne.

Now, look here, Northrup.

I'm getting awfully fed

up with you and your army.

I'm fed with up

your bombasting and

your flag-waving patriotism.

And in fact, I'm

getting awfully fed

up on your personal appearance.

[blustering] Your Majesty!

Don't Majesty me.

As you said before, we

were talking man to man.

Now, I'm going to

take this opportunity

to remind you of something.

I hope the revolution wins.

Ah.

You're a contemptible traitor.

Possibly I am.

Possibly I've been

a traitor all along.

But if my throne depends

on you and your army,

I don't want to sit on the

rotten thing any longer.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

It's the w*r Office for you.

Oh.

Thank you.

Hello.

Yes.

What?

[laughing]

Oh, the coward.

Yes.

Good.

I'll be right over.

Well, they've surrendered.

Who has?

Fellman and Laker on the

condition that we arbitrate.

Well, of course,

you'll arbitrate.

Oh yes.

We'll arbitrate right

enough with machine g*ns.

This matter will be settled

without machine g*ns.

- And by whom?

- By me.

[laughs]

By you.

I don't need you and your army.

I don't need your

hand-picked Parliament.

I have another power on my side.

And what power may I ask?

The people.

[laughs]

Use the people.

Use the people for

all they're worth.

But first, be sure

they are on your side.

[laughing]

What's he bellowing about?

He was just putting

me in my place.

Well, don't worry about him.

What you need is some champagne.

I know, my dear.

But the revolution is over.

Then, we have

nothing to celebrate.

You know, sir.

That fellow Northrup is becoming

absolutely insufferable.

He came in here this morning and

acted as if he owned the place.

I know, but I

talked back to him.

[shouting]

[g*nsh*t]

Was that a cork?

It sounded like a shot, sir.

Yes.

Someone just made an attempt

on General Northrup's life.

But the b*llet only

grazed his cheek, sir.

The crowd outside are in a

terrible state of excitement.

[boom]

Well, perhaps, if I

appear on the balcony,

I can reassure them.

Oh, I wouldn't do that, sir.

The temper of that mob

is violently hostile.

Father, I wouldn't

go out there.

They might try to

assassinate you, darling.

Don't worry, Anne.

If they couldn't hit

Northrup at close range,

they won't harm me.

[shouting]

MOB: The King!

The King!

Long live the King!

Long live the King!

It's up to me to outline

your duties for you.

Do I have to think

of everything?

Do I?

Answer me that.

Will the king so much as lift

his little finger to help me.

Now, see.

Will my daughter

take the slightest

interest in her own wedding?

She will not.

Oh no.

All the work, all the

responsibility is left to me.

If I weren't here

to toil and sl*ve,

there wouldn't be any wedding.

His Majesty the King.

Where have you been?

Now, Martha, don't scold me.

I've just been getting all

dressed for the wedding.

Come here, and

let me look at you.

Where is the Order

of St. Christopher?

Well, to tell you the truth,

I didn't have room for it.

Well, find room.

I've had trouble enough

getting this palace

patched up without

having to worry

about your personal appearance.

Where are you going?

I was just going to

put that order on.

I want you to go

up and talk to Anne.

But I haven't anything

particular to say to her.

I don't know what's happened

to Anne while I was away.

This absurd revolution seems

to have gone to her head.

If there were to be an

outburst of temperament

during the ceremony,

well, you know

what Prince William is like.

He'd... he'd pack up and go

home without another word.

Well, you wouldn't

call that a tragedy.

It would be a disaster.

I want you to

explain this to Anne.

She pays more attention to you.

Heaven knows why.

You must talk to

her, and be firm.

Yes, my dear.

I will.

PHIPPS: His Majesty the King.

Come in, father.

Well, what is it, father?

Sit down, Anne.

Anne, I'm going to be

very firm with you.

And if you find me being

otherwise, you must remind me.

Well, what is it that mother

has told you to tell me now?

Anne, I'm to give you

this bit of advice.

When the archbishop says to

you, "Do you take this man"

to be your lawful husband?"

You are to respond, "I do."

You are not to tell him

where you think he should go.

Suppose I feel like

saying just that.

You are to have absolutely

no feelings at all today.

If any apropos

remarks occur to you,

you are to direct

them to your husband.

I'll k*ll myself first.

That's another thing that you

positively must not do today.

Father, can you stand

by and joke about it?

I gave you your chance

during the revolution.

You wouldn't take it.

I couldn't take it.

I couldn't.

Can't you understand that?

You did the right

thing then, Anne.

And I was glad and I

was sorry that you did.

But you bare the curse

of royalty, Anne.

You will always do the

right thing, even when

you know it's the wrong thing.

I wished they'd have stood

us up before a firing squad

that night.

Prince William of Grec

to see Her Royal Highness.

Shall we see him?

Yes.

Perhaps he's changed his mind.

Pst.

Phipps.

Send him in.

His Imperial Highness

Prince William of Grec.

Ah, how are you, William?

That is, I should say Willy.

Your Majesty.

Your Royal Highness.

We're surprised to see you.

Pleasantly surprised

I might add.

I came here expressly

to see the bride.

To tell truth, sir.

I had hoped I might

see her alone.

You have something of an

intimately personal nature

to discuss, I take it.

Exactly.

Well, that being the case,

I shall take this opportunity

to take a ride on my bicycle.

Shall we both sit down?

No.

You appear to have

something on your mind.

I have.

It's k*lling me.

I would like to have it there.

You're worried

about our marriage?

I am.

I thought so.

I may as well begin by

telling you, I don't like you.

I don't like you a bit.

And you'd like to be released?

I most certainly would.

Then, I release you.

I wouldn't think of holding

you against your will.

Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh.

I merely said I should

like to be released.

It doesn't mean that I'm

asking to be released.

Then, what do you want?

I merely want to talk to you.

I'm anxious to say a few things

while our relationship is still

on a fairly friendly basis.

After all, I shall have to live

with you for fully two weeks.

The thought is revolting to you.

It's none too palatable to me.

The fact remains, we

are about to be married.

Why not make the most of it?

Go ahead and make

the most of it

if you like, but don't expect

any hearty cooperation from me.

Look here, Anne.

I'm perfectly willing to swallow

my prejudices against you

and pretend to be

highly romantic.

Why not respond?

Oh, so that's it.

You want me to make love to you.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Freddie.

Why, Anne.

What's the matter?

If you don't mind.

This is the man I love.

The man I'll always love.

Why, Anne.

I've misjudged you grossly.

Granton, my apologies.

I've been making indecent

proposals to your fiance.

She's not my fiance.

She's yours.

And I love her.

And I love you.

I can't pretend to

love anyone else.

It does make it a bit awkward.

Doesn't it?

I know it does, and

I'm terribly sorry.

Not for you, but for her.

Well, is everything settled?

Yes.

Everything's settled.

Then, the wedding is

not to be cancelled?

Oh no, Your Majesty.

We're more desperately

in love than ever.

How perfectly charming.

Well, I really

must be moving on.

However, we will meet

again at the altar.

With the wedding bells ringing

merrily and the organ booming

forth its impressive message...

Oh, shut up.

Goodbye.

Good day, young man.

My congratulations.

Good day, sir.

Good afternoon, Willy.

What a curious young man.

He's loathsome.

It's my duty to tell you,

sir, that I must resign

from Your Majesty's service.

Oh, you're going away

to forget, I suppose.

Yes, sir.

Oh, father, I can't

let Freddie go.

I'd much rather k*ll myself.

Well, you may have

that done for you.

- What do you mean?

- What?

Well, I have an

appointment here

with Dr. Fellman and Mr. Laker,

his friend, very shortly.

And if we don't pacify

Laker before the wedding

there will be b*mb,

b*llet, and so forth.

Well then, sir, we better

notify General Northrup

and the police.

No.

No.

This is my private secret.

I'm not sharing it, even

with General Northrup.

But sir, no member

of the royal family

ought to venture

out into that mob.

Let them have their

ceremony here.

No.

The ceremony will be at

the cathedral as planned.

We mustn't disappoint

the archbishop.

Why he has an elaborate

candle display

all ready for the occasion.

Father, have pity on me.

I'm desperate.

I have nothing but unspeakable

horror to look forward to.

Let them throw their bombs.

Don't try to talk

them out of it.

I'm not going to.

I'm going to introduce

them both to your mother.

Her Maje...

Oh, get away.

Here, Granton.

I want you to give

this to the archbishop.

It's the prayer he's to

deliver at the conclusion

of the ceremony.

Yes, ma'am.

Something you composed

yourself, my dear.

Yes.

I wouldn't leave it

to that old numbskull.

He'd say just the

wrong thing, and it

would get into the newspapers.

I have to think of everything.

Anne, don't you realize that

you're to be ready to leave

the palace in 20 minutes?

Yes, mother.

I've memorized the whole

list of instructions.

I'll start.

What on Earth's

the matter with her?

Well, she just had an

interview with Prince Willy,

and she's not feeling

quite herself.

Poor Anne.

Poor Anne indeed.

That rebellious

young lady doesn't

know when she's in love.

Do you remember the

day of our wedding?

I do.

What were your emotions then?

How did you feel?

What... what were

you thinking of?

I know what I was thinking of.

I was grimly determined

to do my duty.

And you did.

But didn't you feel a spark

of rebelliousness, Martha?

Wasn't there a small but

persistent voice within you

that kept saying, "Run away now."

Run away before it's too late.

Save your one chance of love.

"Save your happiness."

Didn't you have to fight

hard to suppress it?

I did suppress it.

My strength is greater

than my weakness.

I didn't run away.

I went to the cathedral.

I faced you at the altar.

And when we stepped

out on the balcony

to be cheered by the crowds,

I smiled on them to let

them know that I was happy.

Have you forgotten

that I smiled?

No.

I haven't forgotten.

I haven't forgotten

that smile, Martha.

It was a gruesome smile.

And when I saw it, I wanted

to say to you, "Go away now."

Go to the man you love.

Go before it's too late.

"Don't... don't ruin

your life for me."

I didn't ruin my life.

I've made a success of it.

I've served my country well.

And I want my daughter to

be worthy of the honorable

tradition which she inherits.

Poor Anne.

She'll be a rotten queen.

General Northrup and Lord

Birten to see Your Majesties.

Oh, Great Scott.

I don't want to

see him right now.

Why not?

Well, to tell you the

truth, Northrup and I are

not exactly on speaking terms.

What nonsense.

You need pay no attention

to that blowhard Northrup.

Phipps, show Birten and

Northrup to the counsel chamber.

I'll settle him.

Come.

Your Majesties.

Your Majesty, I've

just been informed

by the Grecian ambassador

of a conspiracy

to prevent the wedding.

And that the Princess Anne

is planning an elopement.

An elopement?

With whom?

With Frederick Granton.

Yes, with that snippy

young secretary of yours.

Who told you that?

Why, Prince William

himself, Your Majesty.

And the princess told him that

she was in love with Granton.

And her actions confirmed it.

Yes, I've had Granton arrested.

He's in the palace

guard house now.

Well, what do you propose

to do with Granton?

Oh, Your Majesty, I have

a suggestion to offer.

There's a tr*mp steamer

sailing within the hour for the

eastern coast of South America.

Why not place Granton

aboard that boat?

No.

It's safer to sh**t him.

General Northrup is right.

Oh, the scoundrel.

I could k*ll him myself.

No.

No.

I... I think an execution

would be messy.

It would cause talk.

I favor Birten's plan.

It's much more sensible.

But no one need know that

he'd been put to death.

Oh, but Your

Majesty, his father

might become inquisitive.

Who cares what

his father thinks?

He's a plumber.

Ah, but he's a

wholesale plumber.

And don't forget Northrup,

Mr. Granton Senior contributes

to your campaign fund.

Oh, well.

Well, we'll put him

aboard the ship then.

This is a crowning outrage.

To think that this has been

going on in this very palace,

and that I shouldn't have

known anything about it.

It does seem

incomprehensible, doesn't it?

Phipps, send me Blent

right away please.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Who started this

miserable, sordid affair?

It wasn't an affair.

It was a romance.

Northrup, will you countersign

that to make it entirely legal.

Please.

Oh, Blent.

I've just written an order

of exile for Mr. Granton.

You're to execute that order.

You're to take him in a

closed car to the harbor

and put him on board, uh...

What's the name of that boat.

Oh, the steamship Caleo, sir.

Captain Whitley commanding.

Friend of yours?

BRETIN: Oh yes, sir.

You give this order

to the captain.

Signed by me, countersigned

by General Northrup.

It contains full instructions.

And see that the prisoner

isn't put aboard until

the last moment before sailing.

And I suggest, major, that you

remain with him until the ship

is well out of the harbor.

He might be a good swimmer.

Well, sir.

We got that in time.

Oh.

The blow would have finished me.

Dr. Fellman is here

accompanied by...

Fellman?

Fellman?

What does he want?

He says he has an

appointment with His Majesty.

He is accompanied by...

This can't be true.

What does this mean?

It means that Dr. Fellman

has an appointment with me.

Is Dr. Fellman alone?

No, sir.

He is not alone.

As I've been attempting to

explain, sir, for some time,

he is accompanied by Mr. Laker.

Laker!

Why that dirty...

I won't have him in the palace.

But he's already in.

- Then, have him put out at once.

- No.

We can't do that.

We must speak to

him very kindly.

If not, he's liable to upset

all our plans for the wedding.

What could they do to

prevent the wedding?

Well, they could assassinate

Prince Willy, thereby

removing the bridegroom.

Very well.

I consent to see them.

Under protest.

Yes, but you better

let me do the talking.

Thank you, General Northtrup.

I think you can leave the

situation in my hands.

Bring them in, Phipps.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Dr. Fellman and Mr. Laker.

Gentleman, permit me to

present Her Majesty the Queen.

Your Majesty.

Your Majesty.

General Northrup, Marquis of

Birten, of course, you know.

Now, that's all settled.

I'll hear what you have

to say, because none of us

is to be late to the wedding.

Your Majesty

knows the situation

so far as we are concerned.

You have been warned.

Thoroughly warned.

Your Majesty, a week ago, after

an extremely violent battle

the revolutionist

announced that they were

willing to lay down their arms.

Our surrender constituted

an acceptance of our terms.

What were those terms?

That the chief cause of all

trouble, the unemployment

situation, be relieved.

You, General Northrup, have

refused even to consider

a council for arbitration.

Quite right too.

I can do nothing about

unemployment until we

have the money available.

May I ask, sir.

What is being done with the

loan of $100 millions of dollars

recently negotiated in America?

Ah.

I knew it.

You're trying to rob our

country of the money I earned.

The people must

pay the interest.

Some day they must

pay the principle.

They have a right

to their share.

Is that unreasonable?

I tried to tell you.

Is that unreasonable,

Your Majesty?

I beg your pardon.

I wasn't listening.

I told you so, Fellman.

We wasted our time coming

here to talk to these tyrants.

Your Majesty, I have tried

to bring this business

to a sensible conclusion.

I am afraid it cannot be done.

I don't care to be

dictated to by you people.

I shall arbitrate when I

am entirely ready to do so.

And on my own terms, not yours.

LAKER: Very well, we'll

show you our strength today?

But every royal

family in Europe

is represented here today.

The Emperor and Empress

of Grec are here.

They'll have to

take their chances

along with the rest of you.

And if any of you reach

the cathedral alive

it will be due to an

oversight [inaudible].

NORTHRUP: All right.

We'll settle this matter

once and for all today.

It shall be a

fight to the death.

To the death.

And the blood guilt

will be yours.

I accept it with thanks.

Come on, Fellman.

We've talked enough.

Now, just one minute.

Now, Northrup I'm quite sure

that you'd be willing to take

the blame for my death.

But I couldn't allow you to

assume that responsibility.

I have here a very

interesting volume.

A very rare one.

The constitution of our country.

I took it out of the

library last night

and read it cover to cover.

And really, it is surprisingly

interesting reading.

I must ask Your

Majesty to excuse me.

I have much to attend to.

Now, Laker, you attend

to me just a minute.

I won't take much of your time.

As I said, I read the

constitution last night,

and I was deeply impressed

with the passages

that describe the

duties, functions,

and powers of the king.

General Northrup,

it is my command

that Parliament be dissolved.

What?

Parliament is dissolved.

Have you gone completely mad?

But you can't do that.

Look at it in the constitution.

But Your Majesty,

with no Parliament

the state ceases to exist.

No.

It doesn't.

I am the state.

I shan't be a party

to any such idiocy.

- You mean you resign?

- I do.

Splendid.

I've had your resignation

typewritten for quite some time

just in case.

Sign right there.

Oh.

Dr. Fellman, I appoint

you prime minister.

You're to form a cabinet

and have a general election

for a new parliament at once.

If the fate of our country

is entrusted to these men

it'll mean death

and dishonor for us

all, for everything

we've cherished.

Northrup, it's high

time you were taken down.

You've been

insufferably arrogant.

You seem to forget

that in this as

in every well-ordered monarchy,

the throne is supreme.

There, Northrup.

That's that.

Your Majesty, I am a soldier.

I should continue to devote

my life to my country.

Very well said, Northrup.

As a soldier, you can help us

enforce the laws, the new laws.

Good day, general.

Good day, Lord Birten.

You're out of a job too.

Your Majesty, my services

are always at your command.

We can always do

with a good diplomat.

Good afternoon.

Good day, sir.

It worked.

You both handled splendidly.

Your Majesty, your people

will bless you for this.

Thank you.

They will never cease

to honor your name.

I know, Mr. Laker.

You are a king, sir.

We must got to the cathedral.

A real [inaudible].

We are proud of you, sir.

Goodbye, doctor.

Goodbye, Your Majesty.

Goodbye, Your Majesty.

What possessed you to do this?

I wanted to save

the wedding, my dear.

I wanted to prevent

a revolution.

It seemed the only way to...

Nobody had any intention

of throwing bombs,

and you know it.

You made the whole thing up.

The revolution was

nothing but a bluff.

How'd you guess that?

I'm not a fool.

Well, I had to get

rid of Northrup.

And it seemed the only way.

I had to do something desperate.

So quietly without anyone

knowing, not even you, my dear,

I made friends with Dr. Fellman

and his friend, Mr. Laker.

If you'd left it

to me, I'd have

got rid of Northrup and with

no assistance from Dr. Fellman

either.

But I shan't complain of that.

The fact remains

Northrup is gone.

The wedding is safe.

The supremacy of the

throne is established.

And I shall now

be able to conduct

this state without

interference of any kind.

Yes, my dear.

I knew you'd be pleased.

[horns blowing]

Well, we're late already.

We must start at once.

So do please hurry.

And I'll wait for Anne.

Now, remember...

Attend!

When you and Anne are driving

through the crowded street,

and especially when you

are walking up the aisle,

I want you to appear

radiantly happy.

We'll all be smiling

brightly, my dear.

Salute!

- Oh, Phipps.

- Yes, sir.

That son-in-law of yours.

Oh, him.

Does he play checkers?

I... I believe he does, sir.

Good.

We'll have a tournament.

Oh, no, no, no, sir.

You mustn't do that.

I want to teach you

not to be such a snob.

And Phipps...

Yes, sir.

Tell that to Major

Blent at once.

It's important.

Yes, sir.

Very well, sir.

I'm ready, father.

My darling child, wherever

you go, whatever you do,

I want you to know

that I love you.

Never mind all

that, we have to go.

We mustn't keep them waiting.

It wouldn't look right.

We must never do

anything as long as we

live that doesn't look right.

You do blame me

for this, don't you?

Of course, I blame you,

but I'm going through

with it, every bit of it.

And I never want

to see you again,

or mother, or anyone else in

this hateful, cruel place.

(WHISPERING) Your

Majesty, he's here.

Send him in.

Freddie.

Why, Anne.

- Oh, darling.

- Darling.

Don't let them take me.

k*ll them.

Do anything.

But don't let them take me.

Would you step this way please?

Frederick, do you take this

woman for your lawful wife?

You do.

Anne, do you take this man

for your lawful husband?

You do.

Do you promise to

love, honor, and obey?

You do.

You wed her with this ring.

You endow her with all

your worldly goods.

Let no man put asunder.

As king by the grace

of God, as lord vicar

of the holy church

in this our country,

I pronounce you man and wife.

Blent, give me that

order of exile.

Father, what are you doing?

I'm adding the words "and wife"

to Frederick Granton's name.

Are we married?

I should hope so.

Phipps.

Yes, sir.

You and Blent

are the witnesses.

Thank you, sir.

You're sailing in a few

moments on the steamship Caleo.

I thought it best

for you to be married

respectfully before you left.

I don't think your mother would

like it if you went under less

conventional circumstances.

But sir, does... does the

queen know about this?

Not yet.

Oh, father, I can't

forget the things I said.

And neither can I.

But the memory of them

will give me many laughs between

the long winter evenings.

Now, Blent will take

you to the boat.

But sir, I'd like to

say something really.

I... I know.

But don't say it.

You'd only stammer.

Goodbye, my darling.

I'll send you the marriage

license to Panama.

But what are you going to

say to mother, and Prince

William, and all the rest?

I'll be very firm.

I'll let them know

that I am the king.

Now, Granton, take her away.

Take her.

She's messing up all my medals.

Goodbye, darling.

Goodbye, dear.

Goodbye.

Take off that bridal veil.

Put on a heavy overcoat.

Go with them, Blent.

I hate this hat.

It always gives me a headache.

But you won't be going

to the cathedral now, sir.

Will you?

Yes, I'll be going

to the cathedral now.

But I will be back shortly.

And you have that

checkerboard ready.

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