KING   Not now, not now. Now give it a good whipping. Come on, come on. Thrash it, thrash it, you villains, what’s the matter with you? Right.
He gets up from the harpsichord, pointing out the place for the original player, who takes over again.
There. Yes, this is Handel. I met him once. Ordinary-looking fellow. I have his harspichord. All right then, let’s be having you.
He goes round the assembled company on Greville’s arm, peering into their faces.
Intercut in this scene with shots of various members of the court watching and whispering about the King, including the Prince of Wales, who is urbane and unperturbed, and Maria Fitzherbert, who is alarmed and distressed.
Elbow people. Knee gentlemen. Bending persons, handkissers.
He stops in front of Lady Pembroke, and addresses his remarks about her to the Queen, who has followed him.
Looking at Lady Pembroke’s breasts:
Fine cluster there, eh?
He gestures to the Queen to look.
Go on, look, look. Go on. You might learn something. Good arse too, and warm, eh, I’ll bet.
He rubs his backside against hers and then moves on and stops in front of Maria Fitzherbert. He stares hard in her face, and then addresses the Prince of Wales.
What brings you to Windsor, sir?

PRINCE OF WALES   I had heard Your Majesty was indisposed. But I see …

KING   Indisposed!

PRINCE OF WALES   If there is any way I can assist …

KING   Want to hump the old bird out of the nest, is that it?

PRINCE OF WALES   (suddenly in earnest) No, sir. There may be responsibilities that I could share …

KING   Want to get your fat hands on government, is that it?
The Prince of Wales shoots a look at Warren, then at Maria Fitzherbert.
Well, I am old and infirm. I shall not trouble you long.

PRINCE OF WALES   I wish you the best of health, Father.

KING   Wish me, wish me? You wish me death, you plump little cuckoo.

PRINCE OF WALES   (laughing and pretending this is a joke) Hush, Father, hush.

KING   Hush? Hush? You dare to stop the King of England from speaking his mind? You powdered puppy.
He turns away, then suddenly turns back and tries to throttle the Prince of Wales. There is turmoil as the Prince turns to flee and the King scrambles after him, jumping on his back and wrestling him to the ground.

PRINCE OF WALES   Pa! Pa!

KING   I’ll kill you. Choke the air out of you. Let me at him! I’ll wring his neck.

QUEEN   (desperately) It was something he ate.
Father and son are separated and, as the King is helped out by Greville and Fitzroy, he shouts back.

KING   You fools, can’t you see that you will all be put out?

QUEEN   (to Prince of Wales) We know your game, you monster.
She follows.
Some of the courtiers crowd after the King and Queen, some after the Prince of Wales.