All language subtitles for Julia s02e01 Loup en Croute.eng

Julia! Julia!

We did well today, Simca and I.

Lunch will be a feast.

Oh, mmm, do I dare
to eat a peach?

- Mm.
- Mmm.

And I have something
for you too.

A telegram.

Oh, dear, is it good or bad?

Yes.

It is from "Life" magazine.

Apparently we can't put
them off any longer.

- It hasn't been that long.
- Nearly three months.

They've offered us a
"take it or leave it" date

for your interview, and
it is fast approaching.

But no, you cannot go.

Paul, what about your garden?

Julia, you have to stay.

My garden will be
finished and ready

to be augmented when we return.

Oh, now, we all knew
this day would come.

Yes, Simca.

We still have a book to write.

And Judith will be
here in a few days.

I've been a lotus eater all
spring, intoxicated by France.

We've barely made any
decisions about Volume II.

Lance could pull the plug
on our little project

if we don't get
our act together.

We can make short work of it.

We've agreed on a dozen
recipes in ten weeks.

How can it possibly
be short work?

Stop disagreeing with me.

Well, it-it's good of
you to come visit us,

uh, down here, Hal.

It boosts morale to see the
CEO, uh, in the building,

and we're all just as
excited about Julia.

She's all over the country now.

Pretty extraordinary.

You're absolutely right.

That "French Chef" of
yours is really something.

And that's the problem.

Eh, p-problem?

My board was
content with nothing

when all we had was nothing.

But now that we have something,

we want more something
and less nothing.

Julia is something.

In fact, she's really something.

I came down here to let you know

that nothing else on your
roster even comes close.

You have a lot of
nothing, Hunter...

a lot of nothing...

and one something, which
makes all the nothing

seem like even
less than nothing.

And where is she, by the way?

Uh, we don't know, exactly,

or exactly when
she's coming back.

But I can assure
you it'll be soon.

Make us more
something, my friend.

Or we'll start looking
for someone who can.

Now, as you can see,
knitting is more than just

sweaters and booties.

There are endless possibilities,

like this knit
breakfast centerpiece.

Oh, dear, I've been talking
so much, I've lost...

I've lost count of my bacon.

I need my glasses for this.

Where are my glasses?

Oh.

I should've done fruit.

Uh, gather the troops.
We need to have a talk.

Is this about your
sister-in-law, sir?

Because there's nothing
any of us can do.

She can't knit under pressure.

This is not about knitting.

Well, a little bit,
but only indirectly.

This is about you. What
can you do under pressure?

Not knit.

Not funny.

Can you... can any of you...

make a television show?

And not just a television show,

but a show that
people want to watch,

not including "The French Chef"?

The evidence says no, sir.

The time for
dilly-dallying is over.

We need new content yesterday.

Where is Russ, by the way?

Stuck in a meeting about
his new weekly docuseries.

Now, that's the kind of
initiative I'm talking about.

And, Alice, I am disappointed.

Our new programming for women...
women don't seem to care.

Well, to be fair,
sir, "Why Not Knit?,"

"Wake Up Calisthenics"... none
of those shows were my idea.

That's hardly the
point, is it, Alice?

Well, it's sort of
the point, Hunter.

I always thought of you
as a team player, Alice.

Well, I... I pitched
a travel show,

a show about raising children,

a show with a panel of
doctors talking about health,

but you all rejected them.

At some point, you have
to put me in the game.

Enough with the metaphor, Alice.

I hired a new director
for "The French Chef."

Okay, yes, that's true,

someone to fill
Russ's size-11 shoes,

maybe even take us up to a 12.

Metaphorically.

Amazing woman Alice found.

- What's her name again?
- Elaine Levitch.

Sounds Jewish.

She worked at CBS in Hollywood.

Worked with Murrow, no less.

- Murrow who?
- She sounds scary.

Not only a woman, but
she's qualified too.

I just hope she's finally
the dynamo we need

to get things
moving around here.

Well, Hunter, I think
that she and I...

Oh, and fire my sister-in-law,

will you, Alice?

Me?

Well, out with the old, in
with the new, as they say.

Hunter, Hunter, you just told me

I should be focused on the new.

Make it quick.

And be gentle, as
she's still family.

There you are.

Walk with you?

Oh, did Hunter complain
that I was missing?

He seems fully invested
in your new show, Russ.

Okay, good.

It's going very well, I
think, but it's-it's huge.

It's like constructing
an ocean liner.

It looks like a boat, but
you're not sure it floats.

I'm used to having you
to bounce ideas off of.

- Bounce away.
- Great.

I got most of the
episodes worked out,

I think... pollution
in the Boston Harbor,

antiwar movement, segregation
in Boston schools...

remind me to tell
you about that one.

I'd love to hear about civil
rights, Russ, thank you.

But are these the
right subjects?

Which one should go first?

Who's the host?
That's critical.

Whoever that guy is could
make or break the show.

Definitely.

You're so good at
stuff like that.

Russ, while you are
working on the details

of this one show, I'm
tasked with saving

the entire station.

Who better to do that too?

I will give it some thought.

Drop the material on my desk.

Thanks, pal.

Alice Naman.

So it is.

Oh, Alice, it's so lovely
to hear your voice.

Oh, Julia!

Julia, the person I
most wanted to hear from

in the whole world.

Oh, then, I have a feeling

I'm going to make
you even happier.

I'm coming home
in ten days' time.

Ugh! Oh, if you
can make it nine.

You have no idea what it's
been like here without you.

I'm one girl in a sea of men.

Julia, we have so
much work to do.

Yes, it's a common theme.

Yes, well, it turns out
I'm a little under the gun.

And since we haven't really
spoken at all in the 72 days

since you've been gone, any
tiny hints you can give me

about what you're
thinking for season two.

Alas, I have no hints.

But I do promise to
return home very soon,

refreshed and ready to dive in.

Okay, no pressure.

I'd just like some hints
as soon as possible.

I'm sorry I can't
help you, Paul,

but even after two cognacs,
my back continues to spasm.

Nonsense.

This is my gift
to you and Simca.

I wouldn't dream of
asking for a hand.

How did it happen, by the way?

It was very French.

- You were writing poetry?
- In a way...

making love.

Oh.

So humiliating.

And Adele had no compassion.

- Adele?
- My lover.

What's worse?

After it happened, she ended it.

Can you imagine?

Just terrible, with
the injustice of it.

Isn't it?

My mistress is a cruel mistress.

Do you know, to be old like us,

it is a God I don't believe
exists because joke.

Speak for yourself.

I do judo three times a week.

Oh.

I do lots of things
three times a week.

What is it, ma ch�rie?

More salt?

If only it were
that simple, Simca.

I need to share something
rather controversial with you.

Now, my beautiful sister,

I think it would be wise to
substitute chicken for goose,

as I fear American
women just won't buy it.

Then it wouldn't be cassoulet.

Well, that's a rather
narrow-minded stance.

I will not publish a lie.

Yes, but this is
lunacy, my darling.

We have to make compromises.

Judith gives extensive
notes in the best of times,

but in the worst of times, ugh.

She'll be here
before we know it.

You want chicken, my
ch�rie, chicken it is.

But I have a tiny suggestion,

which is not to
call it cassoulet

but to call it, uh,
French beans with chicken.

She doesn't understand
American women.

She doesn't know her audience.

And I'm so tired of
making compromises

to appease her, but...

We are her guests.

I thought you'd
made some progress.

Ugh, barely.

The truth is, in her
bones, she's not a teacher.

Speaking of bones,
Julia, you'll never guess

how Jean threw out his back.

- Sex injury.
- Ooh.

Well, I can only
imagine how he and Simca

pretzel themselves
behind closed doors.

Not Simca.

You see, this is exactly
what I'm talking about...

The French!

Well, it's Gatsby,
isn't it, Russ?

Jamison as the poor boy obsessed

with the unattainable woman.

You found me out, Blanche.

Which makes Virginia
Daisy Buchanan.

When Lou Archer first
sees her, he describes her

as having the, um...

the beauty... the,
um... the beauty...

Dead beauty of marble.

For me, the question is, why?

Making clear why.

Is it out of, um...

now, what did I write? Um.

You say she traveled.

Um...

where... where is it?

She traveled too far too fast.

Didn't you explain to me,
Blanche, that we needed

to understand what
Archer understands,

which is that
Virginia's aloofness

is the result of trauma
and not of privilege?

Yes, exactly.

Her beauty makes
us misjudge her.

I mean, she's not a statue,
a goddess in marble.

She's not cold.
She's been burnt.

Well, that's good.

I'll, uh... I'll
make that clear.

Thank you, Blanche.

It'll be great
having Julia back.

I can't believe how
much I miss her.

Oh, you're telling me.

I went and got myself a job
last month for goodness' sake.

What's it like being
around all that Harvard?

Oh, yes, it can be a lot.

I have a number of
men in my life now.

Some of them are brilliant.

A few are insufferable.

One is adorable.

And they're all 40
years younger than I am.

Well, the men here
are just insufferable.

I'd say on a scale of 1 to 10,

it's going very well.

Extremely well.

It's just... it's just...
it's a big responsibility.

Taking on subjects
of this magnitude?

I want to get it right.

I'm counting on it.

You have peanut butter...

- Hey, pal. Avis?
- Hi.

Just curious if you had
any names for me yet.

It's been four hours, Russ.

And I do have a few
other things on my plate.

What's this about?

My docuseries.

Got a bunch of choices to
make... who should host,

what I should start with.

A professor I met
at Lowell House

invited me to an antiwar
gathering tonight.

Would that be any help?

Are you kidding?

Vietnam, that's in my top five.

You don't mind?

Well, I wasn't
going to go alone,

but would you like
to be my date?

Oh, good afternoon.

Sleep well?

I have a headache.

Again?

You should get that checked.

It happens when I
go to bed upset.

Oh, so I'm your headache.

Julia, I don't want
to do this again.

I don't want to waste
whatever time we have left.

Yes, I agree.

Fresh start.

You started to cook without me.

Chicken and beans,
n�e cassoulet.

And it happens to be delicious.

Well?

I'm adjusting my expectations.

It will do.

Well, I'll take that.

Now, get dressed.

We have lunch at the restaurant
of Monsieur Paul Bocuse.

I haven't had breakfast yet.

Ah, Simca, allow
yourself to be dazzled

by this wunderkind's cuisine.

We'll use it as inspiration
to fall back in love

with our little project.

And also, I'm starving.

Et voil�.

Merci.

- Welcome to Siberia.
- Oh.

Paper tablecloths?

What are we, children?

Should we ask for crayons?

Oh, Simca.

Oh, fabulous!

Oh, Simca, I think
it's looking at you.

Oh, my crust.

Oh. Oh, no.

No.

Oh, merci.

All that theater for a
piece of steamed fish.

Julia?

Julia, what is it?

Julia, what?

Oh!

I don't have the words.

Really?

For me, no cream, no
butter, no flavor.

Oh, it's delicate,
light as a balloon,

and entirely new.

I feel like I'm a
virgin all over again.

Well, I was until a moment ago.

I've never tasted
anything like it.

This is smoke and mirror
disguised as flavor.

Well, I love it.

Oh, la, la, love.

If this is the future,
Julia, count me out.

They call me the
Lion for my strength,

the way I protected the
men who served under me.

The Germans knew it too.

They couldn't break me.

In our youth, our hearts
were touched with fire.

You felt it too?

Well, I have periodic
bouts of heartburn.

Yes, yes, I know what you mean.

I wish I'd known you then.

Julia?

Gone to lunch
already, both of them.

Right.

Rock.

And I'll be a lion.

Oh!

Merde!

Wa...

Parlez-vous anglais?

Un peu.

Oh, dear little old me,

I don't seem to be
able to find the loo.

It's, um... how you
say, through the door,

down the stairs,
and to the right.

Yes, now, that is a loup too.

Well, we ordered it too.
It was a showstopper.

Chef Bocuse is an artist.

Chef Bocuse always
says that the shallot

is so much kinder
than the onion.

Gosh, that's remarkable.

Just thought I'd check in
before I call it a night.

Better?

This isn't working.

No?

I thought we did great today.

You did.

It's not always easy, I know.

I'm doing my best.

Well, do better.

Okay.

You need to write your
notes so I can read them.

You embarrassed me in
front of one of our most

important writers... a
genre writer, maybe...

but you did it on purpose.

You wanted to humiliate me.

Now, you know that's not true.

I don't know
anything of the kind.

Well, maybe a few days apart
will do us some good then.

What are you talking about?

France.

I've told you several times.

It's in your calendar.

Well, nice of you to take a
holiday in my hour of need.

It's not a holiday.

Again, you know this.

I'm visiting with Julia
Child and Simone Beck

to see what progress has been
made on "Mastering" Part 2.

You want that
manuscript, remember?

So what will I do?

It's just a few days.

Just a few days.

Why don't you just go then?

Get out of here.

Clearly, abandoning
me is the goal,

so why don't you start now, hmm?

I know you think I'm some
sort of invalid, but...

I did perfectly well

before you came into
my life, Judith,

and I have every intention

of doing perfectly
well without you.

I'll be back in a few days.

And you have all my information.

Just holler if you need me.

We are sliding into
a war in Vietnam.

Thank you.

We have to say no before
the war machine tells us

they have no choice but to send
another boy to die tomorrow

to give meaning to the
sacrifice of the boy

they sent to die yesterday.

No, I don't want a
plaque in Memorial Hall

with names of my students on it.

I want them to live
extraordinary lives,

not die unnecessary deaths.

He needs to be on my show.

Well, then go get him.

Look at me, I'm a producer.

I'll give you full credit.

Just meet me back
here in half an hour.

Public television? Brilliant.

The movement has a message
but no way to reach people.

I can help with that.

The man who made
"The French Chef"?

I should say so.

I'd love to be on your program.

I'm honored.

I'm a little overwhelmed,
to be honest.

This is my first Harvard party.

Stanley Lipschitz.

No, actually, Avis DeVoto.

And you are?

Stanley Lipschitz.

I've got somebody lined up

from Students for a Democratic
Society, Todd Gitlin.

You've done your homework.

Says the professor.

Special coffee?

Lovely.

Guess nothing about
Harvard is ordinary.

You, uh, sure you want that?

Caffeine has no effect on me.

To Tim.

To Tim.

Who's Tim?

I stayed away from
Harvard for years

after my husband died.

And then a few months ago,
I took a job at Lowell House

just to be around all these
brilliant young people.

They keep me on my toes too.

In which department?

Physics.

Oh, a smarty pants
among smarty pants.

Mm.

And you, uh, still have
time for antiwar protests?

Years ago, I worked under a man

named Hans Bethe at Los Alamos.

You were on the
Manhattan Project.

We were assigned
to create a formula

for the explosive yield
of an atomic bomb.

I've been a pacifist
since August 6, 1945.

That's, uh...

My sons narrowly avoided
the draft for World War II.

- So.
- So.

I'm here out of guilt, and
you're here out of love.

Mm.

Do you know that guy?

Oh, no.

I've never seen him
before in my life.

Here.

Blow.

Mmm.

It's rogan josh.

It's heaven, Evan.

It's because you
love food, Jude.

I'm expressing my very
good day through this dish.

Tell me.

Finished the article
for "The New Yorker."

Hoping you'll read
it over tonight.

Of course.

How was your day?

If I had to express
it through food,

it would be gruel.

For grueling?

It was a little sad.

A little overwhelming.

A little too much Blanche.

Nothing I can't handle.

How long till dinner?

20 minutes.

I'll go change.

Maybe start thinking
about what to pack.

Oh, shit.

I give up!

Judith?

I dropped my hat box on my head.

Are you okay?

My head is fine.

It's a pretty light hat box.

Okay, then... then what?

I have so much to do.

And I'm just one little person.

Oh, well, forget about
reading my article.

- It doesn't matter.
- Are you kidding?

It's the one thing
I want to read!

No, no, I can...
I can handle it...

all of my work and
all of Blanche's.

I can press another
cookbook out of Julia.

- Yes, you can.
- Yes, I can.

I can do it all, and I will.

Let's have dinner.

How'd it go with Prof?

Shh, listen.

Isn't it amazing?

On... on Julia's set, yes,

but this is a real sink.

No, Avis, you're missing it.

Oh, the beauty.

Your friend is on a trip.

One way or round?

I'm a great guide.
He'll be okay.

We got a male, mid-to-late
30s, Caucasian.

Said he was walking across
the Charles River to Boston.

Yeah, another one of these
Harvard walk-on-water types.

We're gonna bring him to
the station to sober up.

I'm good at abstract things.

Finding my keys, not so much.

I sometimes forget to appreciate

things that are visible.

Hence, a bachelor.

Well, thank you for walking
me home, Professor Lipschitz.

This was very nice.

I thought so too.

Maybe we could do it again?

You sly dog.

Did you have an agenda
for this stroll?

Would anyone blame me?

Oh.

I saved you.

Oh.

Good night, Avis.

I... oh.

Get in.

Thank you. I'm sorry.

I brought you to the party,

I'll take you home
from the party.

That's how I was raised.

No charges.

It was an accident.

LSD.

No kidding.

Huh.

Not a word to anyone, please?

I'm a producer and a spy.

I had a good time.

You?

I did, yes.

That waiter was
putty in my hands.

Now it's up to us to manifest
the proper proportions,

to meticulously recreate
something from memory.

Very Proustian, I might add.

Translated Proust is not Proust.

It is recipes like this that
will make the book relevant.

Now you lost your mind.

Yes, well, what if I have?

Ah, let's take the
time to close our eyes

and remember as we
embark on this great

but potentially
perilous adventure.

I'd rather take a
moment to forget.

I stand by everything
I said yesterday.

But this is ridiculous.

Even for you.

I see that hand-holding
isn't in the cards today.

Should we just get on with it
and start with the brioche?

Did I tell you about
when I liberated Paris?

Oh, was that you?

Oh, I have so many stories...

a lifetime of stories.

You were in the Far
East during the war.

Your turn.

You know I'm not allowed
to talk about that.

What about the Foreign
Service after the war?

That was nothing
compared to your stories.

That cannot be a reply.

We are in our twilight years.

What do you have to
show for your life?

I'd like to think
it's too soon to say.

Oh!

You've missed a spot.

Hello, Albert.

I've named him Albert.

And now into the oven he goes.

Poor thing.

And now...

We wait.

I'm getting hungry.

We could starve out here.

All the lemonade is gone.

You drank it all and knocked
over the bell in the process.

- Julia!
- Simca!

- Simca!
- Julia!

- Julia!
- Simca!

They'll be sorry when they
come out and find us dead.

That's your fault.

You should pull yourself
up and go save us.

Okay.

Voil�. Voil�.

Some lion you are.

Oh.

Ah!

Wait, wait, wait.

Lean on me.

And we'll be each
other's crutches.

I can smell the food.

It's good to have
industrious wives.

Yes.

And are we not still the
men they fell in love with?

Hmm.

Well, that's disappointing.

More blob than fish.

Hopefully the flavor is there.

Don't look at me.

Well, I'll call
the... the boys.

Oh, my fabulous invalid.

How are you, my love?

- Starving.
- Well, you're in luck.

Ta-da!

Ooh.

Well, it doesn't look
quite as you described it.

- It's a first attempt.
- Ah.

Now, who would like to go first?

- You're our guest.
- But you're infirm.

You can both taste it together.

It wasn't my idea.

- Mm. Hmm.
- Mm.

Making music?

Trying to.

How was your night
with Avis? Was it fun?

Fun?

Fun's not the right word, pal.

I learned something last night.

I am deeply connected
to the universe.

Oh, that sounds fun to me.

No, not fun.

Vigorous.

It was vigorous.

Yeah, very enlightening.

Well, I stayed late.

I made a list of
some people for you.

I think any of them
would be really exciting.

No. No need. No need.

Oh?

Yeah, I found the perfect host.

Really? And who is that?

Me.

See you tomorrow, gentlemen.

Remember to get me your
budgets by the end of the week.

Elaine will be here
in ten minutes.

Ah, a new chapter, fellas.

"The French Chef" is
only the beginning.

Of the end.

I want everyone on
their best behavior.

And bring her to my
office, will you, Alice?

Of course, Hunter.

Why are you smiling?

We're an endangered
species, Ralph, old boy.

We play golf with the
boss twice a month.

We're fine.

The winds of change smell
like Chanel No. 5, fellas.

Mark my words.

Why don't you all grow up?

What?

Nothing. Just...
watch your backs.

I'm here for a cup of tea.

What are you doing?

Preparing.

I will not be
defeated by a fish.

Once more unto
the breach, Simca.

Oh, no, no, no.

You're not going to
make that dish again.

Simca.

Enough is enough!

You're leaving in a week!

Judith is here in three days.

We can count on
our little fingers

how many recipes
we've agreed on.

And you're wasting our
time with that dish,

and I don't know why.

Because, Simca...

Things change.

No.

They don't have to.

Here, for example, look
around at this place

you say you love.

Why?

Because it does not change.

What out there is more
beautiful than this, ah?

Well, nothing.

But that's not what
we're trying to achieve.

You're always chasing
something, Julia!

Chasing what you
say Americans want.

Chasing what that man cooks.

Chasing fame!

Stop chasing.

We are who we are.

This is not us.

It's not even French.

Enough with that dish.

We start cooking real
food in the morning!

Are we dinosaurs?

Well, don't mock dinosaurs.

They're in all the best museums.

For the first time in my life,

I feel like I might
be getting old.

Not you.

Simca's afraid.

She and Jean both are.

But you and I have
never been afraid.

No, we haven't.

The only way to stop the
world from passing you by

is to do what
you've always done.

What's that?

Walk two steps ahead of it.

So that's what we'll do.

In the book, on the
show, with the fish.

Gosh.

Oh, Paul, it's so
nice working with you.

You always agree with me.

Well, you're always right.

Jean asked me earlier
what I had to show

for my life in its twilight.

And I didn't give
him the right answer.

And what's that?

My marriage.

Oh, Paul.

Oh, Paul.

Mm! Mm, sorry.

Mm, mm. Careful, careful.

Come on.

Oh, come here.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Ooh! Ooh!

Ooh.

Ooh!

Ooh, good as new.

Oh, how fabulous.

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