This conversation reminds me of a scene from the 1963 Cleopatra.. yep, that one again. Our Cleo might have been donning that infamous wig critics said looked like a swim-cap with rubber things pasted to it. *L* I don't remember exactly what she said... Suppose I could go downstairs and make sure, but I'm too lazy. Anyway, she was quite disgruntled. Said something like this~

"You are born King. A King can not be elected. Gods - are - not - elected!"