King Charles III Page #7

and you did not.

Be careful what you say.

You've always had my total love.

I will not abdicate!

I will not abdicate!

Ungrateful boy!

I'll never give the Crown away.

For me it's duty and my calling,

things to do!

I know, don't ask me how,

that I will be

the greatest king of all.

The greatest king?!

And so you shall.

For when they write the history

books about this

they will tell stories crisis-like

about the stormy days

after the Queen had died

and how for weeks

you contemplated hard

upon the right and proper thing to

do,

and, in the end, decided for the

good of all your people

and their long-term happiness

you would selflessly stand aside

and pass it on, to younger hands,

more popular and with more

time to reign.

I will be King as ruler,

not as doormat stepped across.

No, go!

I don't want to see you here!

Your Majesty...

..this is a sorry day,

but if you cannot sign the law

you must make way for one who can.

I have brought here a document

to state official abdication,

so we can achieve a common goal -

stability.

Who made this thing?

The civil service drew it up today.

And printed out in haste -

there are mistakes in spelling!

Will you sign?

I will not!

What's that document

you're holding there?

You must do nothing till

we have consulted with the experts

on the constitution.

I thought it Harry that was wild,

but you have now by far surpassed

his worst excess.

A vile and nasty child.

I realise you and Catherine are the

king and queen of column inches

but you're just

a duke and duchess here!

The King is King! He will not sign.

Your thin opinion of us demonstrates

how out of touch you are,

and jealous, too.

Our looks don't make us cruel,

our youth is not an ignorance,

and detail in the way we dress

should not be thought as vanity,

but as part of the substance

only we provide.

Our column inches are the

greatest influence we possess.

Majesty, sign -

and bring an end to all this.

DOOR OPENS:

My son, your loyalty!

The people turn to William.

This is the only way.

I am convinced.

Harry.

My boys. My little boys.

CHARLES SNIFFLES

Of course you're scared.

But I know what I do,

so sit, let's talk.

We'll sit and be your sons.

But first you abdicate.

And if I don't...

Then we will leave. Yes, us,

and Kate, the children. Family all.

You will not see us till you

change your mind.

I will not see my sons?

Or grandchildren, too?

I cannot live alone.

You're not alone.

And even if you were,

well, better that than

father-servant to your shallow sons.

I cannot live alone.

HE CRIES:

It's done. The King is at an end.

I will retreat to bed,

and when I wake to a new dawn,

I'll simply be an old

forgotten gardener,

who potters round and talks to

plants and chuckles to himself.

Whilst far away the

King and Queen do rule

over a golden age of monarchy

that bothers no-one, does no good,

and is a pretty, plastic picture

with no meaning!

Sorry, ma'am, your name doesn't

appear on the list.

What?

Miss Jessica...

Thank you.

Why do you seem so lost?

The seating plan,

my name does not appear.

You're sure the Prince

did make his invitation known?

Perhaps it would be best,

to find out from the man himself.

Oh, here he comes,

so handsome in his uniform.

Here's Jessica, who seems omitted

from the seating plan.

Perhaps you'll know a little more

about this than I.

Are you all right?

You'll not attend today.

As William And Kate are crowned,

you'll have to watch outside.

Outside? But why?

Harry?

My brother, talking with his wife,

and close advisors,

feels it would be best

you not attend.

You are too big a risk

to what he needs - stability.

But that's not...

And furthermore...

..he's asked me personally if I

would stop all contact with you

and resume the way I was before,

a singleton, amusing, mostly

clownish and unthreatening.

I hope you quickly told

him where to go.

He's now the King.

So King can tell you

who to love and what to feel?

The King is dictator of your heart?

My heart was made by King.

If I betray allegiance,

then the little that I am is gone.

If you loved me

you would fight this.

Or if I have to go,

you'd come with me.

I want to.

Starting soon.

# Te deum laudamus

# Te Dominum confitemur

# Te aeternum

# Patrem omnis terra veneratur

# Te Deum laudamus

# Te Dominum confitemur

# Te aeternum Patrem

# Omnis terra veneratur

# Te Deum laudamus

# Te Dominum confitemur

# Te aeternum Patrem

# Omnis terra veneratur

# Tibi omnes Angeli

# Tibi caeli et universae potestates

Tibi Cherubim et Seraphim...

I here present to you King William,

your undoubted King.

Wherefore all you who are come this

day to do your homage and service.

Is Your Majesty willing to

take the Oath?

I am willing.

Will you solemnly promise and swear

to govern the peoples

of the United Kingdom of

Great Britain and Northern Ireland,

Canada, Australia, New Zealand

and of your Possessions

and other Territories?

I solemnly promise so to do.

Will you to your power cause

Law and Justice, in Mercy,

to be executed in all your

judgments?

I solemnly promise so to do.

Will you maintain and preserve

inviolably

the settlement

of the Church of England,

and the doctrine, worship,

discipline, and government thereof,

as by law established in England?

All this I promise so to do.

My son.

God save you.

God save the King!

ALL:
God save the King!

God save the King!

# Lacrimosa dies illa

# Qua resurget ex favilla

# Judicandus homo reus

Huic ergo parce, Deus...

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