The King leads his family inside. INT. DRAWING ROOM -- BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS Rubbing his face, the King steps in. Late 40s - and six years of war and 60 cigarettes a day have left their mark. The Queen appears through swirling curtains. Handsome at 45, her smile is replaced by a chilly, business-like air. Margaret, 15 going on 20, skips in front of them to the radiogram. Turns it on. A blast of JAZZ fills the air. * QUEEN Turn that wretched thing off. * Margaret doesn’t move. * QUEEN * At once. * Margaret CLICKS it off. Irritated, the Queen looks round. * QUEEN Where is she? Elizabeth? EXT. BALCONY -- BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS Elizabeth stands alone on the balcony. At 19, she’s a striking young woman. Dark hair frames her beauty. But the drab uniform of the Auxiliary Territorial Service hardly flatters her. She casts a longing look at the people below, when - QUEEN (O.S.) Elizabeth. INT. DRAWING ROOM -- BUCKINGHAM PALACE - CONTINUOUS Elizabeth, lost in thought, steps inside. QUEEN Sit down. * Elizabeth perches on an over-stuffed couch. 2.
QUEEN It’s going to be a rather long day. For all of us. The King lights up a filter-less cigarette. QUEEN (to Elizabeth) We have lunch - the French Ambassador and his wife. Oh God. KING QUEEN (to Elizabeth) Make sure you have something to say to them. Elizabeth nods, dread fills her face. QUEEN At half past two a Polish delegation will be delivering gifts. Margaret glances up, keen. The Queen ignores her. QUEEN Then early tea with the Australian * High Commissioner. Elizabeth pulls a long face. QUEEN For heaven’s sake, buck up. The King looks away. Turns back, goes to speak - stays silent. QUEEN And Churchill will be here after * that. Clear? * Elizabeth studies the floor. QUEEN I said Churchill will-- I heard. ELIZABETH 3.