KING   Govern yourself, then, you goat.
He blows a raspberry at Willis.

WILLIS   Get him in the coach.
The King is heaved, struggling, into the coach.

KING   Then I am dead. I am a coffin king. I shall be taken out, murdered and my genitals torn off and pulled apart by horses and my limbs exhibited in a neighbouring town. Help me, please, help me.

EXT. WINDSOR. COURTYARD. DAY.

The Queen and Lady Pembroke rush out to see coach departing.

EXT. WINDSOR. COURTYARD. DAY.

The Queen runs alongside the coach.

QUEEN   Mr King.

INT. CARRIAGE. DAY.

The King is sitting by the window, Fitzroy beside him, opposite him Greville and one or two of Willis’s attendants. The King stares out at the Queen. The Queen stares at the King.

EXT. KEW. PALACE. DAY.

The coach arrives at Kew. It is snowing. The exterior of the house is cold, forbidding and doom-laden.

INT. KEW. ENTRANCE HALL. DAY.

The King is carried up the steps while in his restraining chair, and then indoors.

INT. KEW. DRAWING ROOM. NIGHT.

It is so cold one of the pages grabs a dust sheet from a statue to wrap round the King.

KING   The Queen will be at Kew, you said.

WILLIS   She will, sir, in time.

KING   It was a lie. You are an ordained minister and you told me a lie. Well, that lie will have you out of that famous farm of yours and loose your tame lunatics across Lincolnshire. You liar! Liar!

INT. KEW. DRAWING ROOM. NIGHT.

A plate of soup is brought to Willis, who feeds the King with a spoon. Willis forces the King to look at him as he holds a spoonful of soup, which he puts into the King’s mouth. The King looks at him boldly. Then spits the soup out in Willis’s face. Willis is unmoved, and feeds him some more. The King is about to spit it out again but Willis’s look stops him. Willis turns away and the King, glowering, swallows it.

INT. KEW. DINING ROOM. DAY.

The King, now formally dressed in black, sits at a table, with Willis, the pages, Fitzroy and Greville looking on.

KING   I’m here, but I’m not all there.
The King eats, feeding himself. All begin to applaud.

INT. KEW. DINING ROOM. DAY.

The King drawing, Willis sitting by him. He is drawing a picture of Willis.

WILLIS   (looking at the picture) Ye–es.
He pins it on the wall.

EXT. KEW. DAY.

The King sits in the grounds with Papandiek. The King, cloaked and bearded now, looks like Lear.

INT. KEW. DRAWING ROOM. DAY.

Willis is watching the previous scene through the window.

PITT   (out of view) I used to sit with my father when he was ill.
We pull out to find that Pitt and Thurlow are now with Willis.
I used to read him Shakespeare.