Quite an eventful first day, Your Majesty. I'll leave you to rest now. This is Your...

Sir Cedric Willingham: Quite an eventful first day, Your Majesty. I'll leave you to rest now. This is Your Majesty's bedroom. [Ralph and Cedric enter the royal bedroom] Ralph Jones: [gives butler a tip] There you go, chief. [Ralph looks at the bedroom's decorations] Sir Cedric Willingham: Unfortunately, you do have the option to redecorate your private quarters as you see fit. Ralph Jones: Good. I got a few ideas. Sir Cedric Willingham: We'll put the velours industry on stand-by. Through those doors is your dining room, and across the way, the bath. Through here is your study, and there is your dressing room. Anything we've left out? Ralph Jones: I don't know. How about a bowling alley? Sir Cedric Willingham: One other thing. At your coronation four months hence, you will be required to wear the imperial state crown. It's usually kept in the Tower of London, but we took the liberty of placing it near your bed as a reminder of the eminence of your office. It contains the Star of India, the second largest diamond in the world. You should practice wearing it to get used to the weight. Good evening, Your Majesty. Ralph Jones: Thanks. [Cedric proceeds to exit the bedroom] Ralph Jones: Hey Ced. Sir Cedric Willingham: Yes? Ralph Jones: What exactly is it that a king does all day? Sir Cedric Willingham: Scarcely a minute is unaccounted for. Nevertheless, what you do is not as important as what you are. Ralph Jones: What am I? Sir Cedric Willingham: To be the King of England is a responsibility like no other on Earth. You must become a symbol of all that is best about England. An embodiment of our history, our culture, our morality, our pride of achievement. In short, our ideal of civilization. You must, in the harsh light of public scrutiny, exhibit all of our virtues and none of our shortcomings. Ralph Jones: Wait a minute. I thought all I was supposed to do was get dressed up and wave. I don't even know what our virtues are. Sir Cedric Willingham: You will learn soon enough. I'm afraid it's a god's burden to bear. Unfortunately, it must be borne by a man. Good evening, Your Majesty. [Cedric grabs the dollar bill from the butler before exiting the room]