Calling yourself a king doesn't make you a king. Wishing your son to marry a rose bush does.
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Andrew Hickey
Calling yourself a king doesn't make you a king. Getting your head chopped off by a crowd of revolutionaries does.
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WOMAN: Order, eh — who does he think he is?
ARTHUR: I am your king!
WOMAN: Well, I didn’t vote for you.
ARTHUR: You don’t vote for kings.
WOMAN: Well, ‘ow did you become king then?
… How indeed …