01x05 - Crepes Suzette

[bunniefuu]

And

c'est fini!

There.

This is a fairly rich dessert.

A light supper,

perhaps a roast chicken,

would make a perfect

accompaniment.

And here I have

a chilled Sauternes,

one of the noble

wines of France,

to drink with our glamorous

mousse à la framboise.

And that's all for today

on "The French Chef."

I'm Julia Child.

Bon appétit!

And cut!

- Yes, she's all yours.

- Yes, she's all yours.

Yes.

Oh, you've got the spoons

out already.

Mmm.

God almighty.

It's like

It's like biting into

a raspberry chocolate cloud.

Hunter: Julia!

Uh, Russ!

Assemble.

To what do we owe the pleasure?

What's wrong? Hmm? What's wrong?

Hmm?

Uh, listen, things are afoot.

KQED has invited Julia

to do promotion

for "The French Chef"

Eh, radio,

interviews, a TV spot

In San Francisco.

Oh!

How fabulous!

No.

No, not fabulous.

We have French onion soup

next week.

We have six days to prep.

There's no time

Onion soup, shmonion soup.

Just reduce it.

That was a soup joke.

Oh, yes.

Eh, it's three days.

Hotel stay, airfare

on their dime.

- Impossible.

- That's what I thought,

but I've got the prepaid

tickets to prove it.

No, I-I mean,

she can't leave right now.

Russell, we are a public

television station.

We do not say no to free.

Then there's Tripp Wilson,

head of programming.

He hates small talk,

hangs up the phone

without saying goodbye.

You'll like him.

And Tate I'm drawing a blank

on his last name Crawford?

He's the line producer,

and Tom handled the negotiation.

He's very sharp. Oh, also,

the head of the network

Al. Take a breath.

Can you write all this down for me? Sure.

Can you write all this down for me? Sure.

A haiku, not an epic poem.

Benny: No way, not with

Mickey Mantle in the lineup.

Avis:

He's injured. Again.

And Berra's called it quits.

The Yankees are toast.

Avis, can I talk to you?

Sox are gonna win the Series

this year, boys.

I know it.

Hope springs eternal.

Good show today.

It's been so much smoother

having you back.

I hope we can keep it that way

while Julia is gone.

I've broken up the time

Julia will be away

into half-hour and hour-long

segments for us to work through.

The red boxes are hours,

blues are 30 minutes

Oh, uh, honey, honey, you

remember from the pilot episode

the way Julia likes to work.

We'll just, you know,

have to feel it out first.

Just a touch of spontaneity.

I am all for spontaneity,

but can't we schedule

a time for it?

Certainly.

Oh, uh, darling?

Darling.

Blue or

I'm sorry, Judith,

Paul is trying to blind me.

Can you say that again?

I've scheduled

a book signing for you

on Saturday

for "Mastering."

A book signing?

Well, I do love the way

your scrappy mind works, Judith,

but we purposefully

left Saturday open.

Ooh. No.

Um, tell her it's fine.

We have all day.

We can spare an hour or so.

The book needs you.

On second thought,

count the Childs in.

Paul. Raincoat.

Good. I'll see you there.

Bye-bye, dear.

Bye.

Bye.

Alright.

Uh ooh.

That shirt.

Mm-hmm.

You wore it in Marseille

with the buttons undone.

Mm.

After the signing,

I'll take you to this

wonderful gallery in Sausalito.

And from there, we can stroll

to this little bistro

with the most magnificent

artichoke risotto.

Is it artichoke season?

Mm-hmm.

Ooh.

Californian artichokes.

Mm-hmm.

Dripping in butter.

You know, artichokes are

an aphrodisiac.

In ancient Rome, women were

forbidden from eating them,

lest they be tempted

to lift their togas.

Oh, Paul.

Oopsy-daisy.

All these plaid dresses

for summer.

Who wants to look

like a checker board?

Not me.

I am not a game.

How's the San Francisco

trip going?

They're probably

just landing, Mom.

I doubt I'll hear

from them at all.

Unless something goes wrong,

in which case,

it will be my fault.

Don't take your frustration

out on these pleats.

This is your

most flattering dress.

San Francisco was my idea.

I did the work, and they act

like it just happened.

I didn't even get

a thank-you from Russ.

Who's Russ again?

My boss.

Maybe if I were a man or white,

or better yet, a white man

Oh, stop that.

Honey, do you think

it wasn't difficult for me,

or for your father

in med school?

Did you think it was going

to be different for you?

No, I know that it is difficult.

That is what I'm talking about.

Even when you agree with me,

you disagree with me.

Your grandma always said,

"I don't want to hear about

how hard it is.

I want to hear what you're

going to do about it."

You know you can't afford

to have a negative attitude.

I don't know why

I ask you anything.

I always know what

you're going to say.

Oh, really?

What's that?

Well, you can't afford

a negative attitude,

a hard head

makes a soft behind

Mm.

Mm, you just need

to find a good man.

Oh, I knew I had something

I wanted to tell you.

His name's Isaac.

Are we early?

Don't take it personally,

my love.

Californians don't read.

- Hello.

- Hello.

I apologize for taking up

your Saturday, Les.

Are you kidding?

I'm just trying to avoid

a fire hazard.

Are they all here

for my signing?

I don't think they're here

for the new Hannah Arendt.

Thank you.

Bye-bye.

We absolutely adore your show.

Oh, thank you, dear.

What recipes have you tried?

Oh, we don't cook.

Ohh, thank you.

I made this for you.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

Jul? Hmm? Jul? Hmm?

If you don't mind,

I'm going to sneak out

to the gallery before it closes.

Oh, Paul, I didn't realize

it was going to turn

into this display.

It's marvelous, kitten.

I'm just itching to explore.

I'll see you at the hotel.

Yes.

Bye, my darling.

All this, for that?

Russ: You didn't

expect it, either?

You kidding?

KQED has no means

of measuring our ratings.

There's been positive

feedback, though.

Nearly 24 letters.

So, when do I get

to meet the boss?

Oh, he's not coming.

Alice Naman?

Alice? Right.

Eh, she's back in Boston.

She works for me.

Helluva salesman.

Relentless.

Thought I was her special guy,

then I get a call from Chuck

Loudermilk in Philly, WHYY,

the other day asking about

"The French Chef."

Oh, yeah?

What'd you tell him?

Nothing yet.

Waiting to see how this goes.

Right.

Sign my spatula?

Ohhhhh! Ha-ha!

James!

Oh, what on earth

are you doing here?

Oh, I happened to be in town,

and I couldn't resist

coming to see you.

Oh, really, I can't believe it.

It is an honor.

You know I have a soft spot

for tall cooks

with hearty appetites.

Oh.

James Beard, have you

met Judith Jones?

Not officially, no,

but I am a fan.

Thank you.

Likewise.

Well, I'm absolutely gobsmacked

by this turnout.

San Francisco is a town

of sensualists like us,

unlike dreary Boston.

Beans and cod and the like.

Ugh!

Ugh!

And I'll prove it.

I'm taking you both out

to dinner tonight,

to my favorite restaurant

in the Bay.

The food is spectacular,

the room is charming

Oh! and the

waiters are delicious.

Oh!

Well, I'm sold.

Oh, Paul, my husband,

is in town with me.

Oh, the more the merrier.

The artist straps himself

into a harness

and paints upside down.

Remarkable.

Can I help you with anything?

I'm only here to look

and and learn.

I'm I'm an artist myself,

from Boston.

I paint standing up.

And, uh, what brings you

to San Francisco?

Are you showing in town?

Uh, I'm here with my wife,

actually.

She's promoting

her television program,

"The French Chef."

Have you seen it?

Julia's weapon of choice.

Oh!

Oh, that is nice.

Avis, you really know your way

around this kitchen.

Well, I should.

I found this house

for Julia and Paul.

You know, it's funny.

I actually met Julia

because of knives.

Street fight?

No.

Actually, she wrote a letter

to my husband about knives.

Bernard wrote a column

for Harper's

about the evils

of stainless steel knives.

Julia felt the same and

wrote to him in solidarity.

I was in charge

of Bernard's correspondence,

so I read the letter.

I loved it so much,

I wrote back to her.

And then we became pen pals.

For a decade.

Ah.

Then when Bernard passed

and my children started to live

their grown-up lives,

I saw myself

turning into that woman.

Hiding behind the curtains

and watching the neighbors,

waiting for "Perry Mason"

to come on,

telling the grandchildren about

the time she was the May Queen.

Oh, you were the May Queen?

And then Julia moved here,

and life became exciting again.

Ah!

It's the onions.

I swear.

I never cry.

Oh!

Well

- Now we have enough oignon.

- Now we have enough oignon.

It's time for the butter.

Let's go easy

Say, eight sticks.

The tiniest splash

of vermouth, for flavor.

Everything is good here.

Wait till you try the bread.

It is a poem.

Oh, thank you.

I just need to make a quick

phone call, so excuse me.

Just one sec.

Oh!

Oh, Paul didn't answer.

I so wanted him

to come to dinner.

He'd adore the ambiance.

Well, you tried.

You just checking in

with your husband?

No, the old ball and chain.

Hello?

It's Judith.

I'm sorry for calling so late.

You know I don't sleep.

I've been trying to reach you.

I haven't been back

to the hotel.

It's been a wild day.

Did you wake up at noon,

talk about your feelings,

and have a lunch

of fiddly sprouts?

Not exactly.

I have news.

As do I.

You first.

Julia Child's book signing

was packed.

Overcapacity.

We ran out of copies

of "Mastering."

It was like a Beatles concert

or something.

Sounds noisy.

I, however, can do you

one better.

Your boy Updike

has been short-listed

for the National Book Award.

Holy sh*t!

f*cking right, holy sh*t.

Well!

Well, this is very,

very, very exciting.

Um, congratulations.

Congratulations to you, my dear.

You did that.

Goodnight.

A bottle of the '55

Saint-Emilion

and two martinis.

Anything for you?

Sorry.

I'm worried I smell like onions.

I'm worried that I will always

smell like onions.

Eau de French Chef.

Mm.

You'll love it here.

Julia and I come here

all the time.

And Paul third-wheels.

And Paul third-wheels.

So, this can't just be my own

personal "This Is Your Life."

Um, why television?

Do you remember the first

episode of "The Twilight Zone"?

I don't remember any episode

of "The Twilight Zone."

Oh!

"There is a fifth dimension"

beyond that

which is known to man.

The middle ground between

science and superstition.

It lies between the pit

of man's fears

and the summit of his knowledge.

"The dimension

of imagination."

Ooh!

I knew from the first episode,

television was my future.

Mm.

Endless possibilities.

It's not so easy, though.

You don't know watching at home

just how hard it is

to make one little

half-hour program.

The tears.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

The mussels are fantastic.

And the steak frites.

Gougères delicious

French cheese puffs

that explode in your mouth

like firecrackers.

They're rough on my stomach.

You've had them?

In Paris, actually.

Huh.

I studied some French

at Oberlin.

My parents took me to Paris

when I graduated.

And here am I, mispronouncing

cheese puffs to you.

Ah. Merci.

After you, mademoiselle.

La salade paysanne,

s'il vous plait.

I'll have the same.

And French fries.

Oui, madame.

I wonder how they're doing

in San Francisco.

Clever of Russ to sell the show

across the country,

don't you think?

Mind you, there's no place

on earth I'd rather be

than right here with

wunderkind Alice Naman.

Thank you for joining me.

I hate eating alone.

Me too.

If music be the food of love,

play on.

Give me excess of it.

Give me excess of it.

Well, these shrimp

are the food of love.

Flay on!

Flay on!

Oh, James, you must go

onstage again.

We chefs are natural performers.

No, do you think so?

Mm!

Well, I was a theater

major in college.

As was I. Mm! As was I. Mm!

No one thought I was

particularly good, I'm afraid,

but I did break the world record

as Torvald's

tallest little bird.

You played Nora?

Mm!

You like Ibsen?

I loved throwing myself

into characters,

becoming someone else.

Mind you, I always had

an affinity for ham.

Oh, I'm the opposite.

I I was only ever

really able to play myself.

Well, it's a very good part.

Ohh.

Mr. Beard, we're so honored

to welcome you back. Oh, thank you.

To welcome you back. Oh, thank you.

Mrs. Child,

I'm a huge fan.

Oh, you're kidding. Bon appétit.

Oh, you're kidding. Bon appétit.

Amazing.

Would you like to see

the kitchen?

Julia, could you

Sorry.

Ooh, it smells

like heaven in here!

Jason grows all his own herbs.

Oh? We have a

garden in the back.

It's practically a farm.

Yes, Paul grows our herbs

in the garden, too.

He would especially appreciate

your attention to detail, Jason.

In we go.

Yes.

Mm!

Ooh, yes! Ohh! Ooh, yes! Ohh!

That is exquisite!

Julia, I could bathe in it.

Oh, my gosh.

I was 21, I had just

graduated college.

We had this makeshift stage,

totally uneven surface.

One of the leads broke her leg

on opening night.

I suppose you told her to?

She took direction well.

You know,

I translated "The Maids."

Of course I know.

I used your translation.

You know,

it doesn't surprise me at all

that your background's

in theater.

Why?

A gateau isn't exactly Genet.

Ridi, Pagliacco ♪

Sul tuo ♪

Some people are simply

meant to be on a stage.

Yes.

Oh, no, sit.

Sit, sit.

Another round. I've already paid the check.

Another round. I've already paid the check.

Oh! Time for Act

II of the evening.

I have a surprise.

I'm beat.

Oh, nonsense.

The night is young.

Alas, I am not as young

as the night,

and I am three hours ahead.

Julia, this cannot be missed.

I am putting my foot down.

Please.

Say yes.

Paul, I called earlier Oh!

James Beard here.

I need to borrow your wife

for a while longer.

We have an important mission

in the Mission.

Join us if you can,

but there's no time to waste.

Are you up for it?

Uh, you go if you want to,

but I am in for the evening.

Well, I won't be home late.

Hello?

Ooh, Julia!

It's the city calling.

We have to go, go, go!

Have a good time.

Oh, I love you!

Uh, yes, Claire Foster, please.

Berkeley, California.

Oh, James.

What is this place?

Welcome to The Sword and Crown.

Home to San Francisco royalty.

Screaming queens, mostly.

Isn't this something?

I always feel like Dorothy

when she lands in Oz.

Finally, some color.

It's indeed colorful.

But you could have given me

some kind of warning.

I was afraid that

you wouldn't come.

You must be parched.

Libations! Yes. Libations! Yes.

A girl went back to Napoli ♪

Because she missed

the scenery ♪

The native dances

and the charming songs ♪

But wait a minute ♪

Something's wrong ♪

Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano ♪

Hey, mambo, mambo Italiano ♪

I'm Coco.

Coco Van.

Oh.

Are Are you

me?

Oh!

You've met.

This is the big surprise.

Can you believe her?

I cannot.

Coco, join us, please.

The second I saw your show,

I had a vision of Coco.

Born the day you made

my namesake dish,

which I cooked

for my mother, by the way.

She was bowled over.

I borrowed her pearls

for tonight.

What do you think?

Oh, they're

lovely.

Thank you.

And this hairstyle, I just love.

I traded in my old wig.

My Donna Reed days are over,

and Coco's here to stay.

Now, I must say, Julia,

you are as pretty as a picture.

Just like on TV.

Your makeup is beautifully done.

The trick is the cheekbones.

See, I made my face like this

and then sweep up!

- Always up!

- Always up!

Makeup's the fun part.

The hard part is the shoes.

Finding the right size.

Ugh!

Oh, you're telling me.

Since I was 12.

You know, Achilles was

a drag queen, too?

His heels were k*lling him.

I'd like to welcome

our next performer.

She is quite a dish.

Coco Van!

I'd like to dedicate this

to a woman who makes the world

a little sweeter, yummier,

and much wider.

My inspiration Julia Child!

I had to be you ♪

- Oh, that is funny.

- Oh, that is funny.

I had to be you ♪

I wandered around

and finally found ♪

That somebody who ♪

I'm s

Who am I kidding?

I can't do this alone.

Julia, get up here!

Oh! Ohh!

Hello.

I had to be you ♪

Ohh.

In a size

12-and-a-half shoe ♪

Oh!

I-I wandered around

and finally found ♪

That pair of heels who ♪

Could make me be true ♪

Could make me be blue ♪

Even be glad,

just to be sad ♪

Thinking of you ♪

Take that, Donna Reed!

Some others I've seen ♪

Might never be mean ♪

Might never be cross,

or try to be boss ♪

But that wouldn't do ♪

Make a drink?

Okay.

Mm!

Okay.

Mm. Hmm. Mm. Hmm.

Oh, my. Who put that there? Oh, my.

Who put that there?

Ah

A Russian gymnast told me

A Russian gymnast told me

that the key

to preventing a hangover

is vodka.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, James.

Perhaps it's time

I tucked you in a cab.

I have a full day tomorrow. Mm-hmm.

I have a full day tomorrow. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Shh, shh!

Quiet.

Mm. Shh.

Ma.

Ma.

Ralphie?

I met her.

Julia Child.

You what?

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, I wish Coco were here.

Bless you, Paul.

Coco?

Yes, that was her name.

His name.

The queen.

Are you alright?

Mm.

Yes, I learned this trick

last night.

Seems that San Francisco

has fallen in love with you,

even the fairies.

Oh, I don't know about that,

but it's certainly

the only place on earth

my singing

will ever be applauded.

A standing ovation,

imagine that.

Hmm. Oh. Hmm. Oh.

Did you know Achilles

was a drag queen?

His heels were k*lling him.

But it was just the one heel.

Oh, merde.

I'm late.

Will you come meet me later at the station? Mm.

Will you come meet me later at the station? Mm.

Well, um won't James be

there for support?

I could use your support.

I'm busy, actually.

Oh?

I'm having lunch with Claire.

You've been making

your own plans, so

Well, that's wonderful.

But I just assumed

What?

Nothing.

Send her my love.

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

The car is

Duty calls.

Off you go.

Virginia: Sam has so many

darn patients,

he's on track

to outpace your father.

My dream is they'll open

a practice together.

Dynamic doctor duo.

But where would the office be?

Close to here, of course.

Your father's is too small.

There's some great space

on Maple Street.

Alice, are you even listening?

Mom, could you be

more supportive?

Of what?

Of me.

Can't I talk about your brothers

without you getting competitive?

It's not about them.

Mom, it's hard for me at work.

I have to constantly

explain myself,

who I am, why I'm there,

and when I come to you,

sometimes, I just want

you to listen.

Oh.

Alice.

I'm your mother,

not your friend.

Let's move those

C-stands over there.

She's quite the sorceress,

isn't she?

I've fallen under her spell.

You know, when "Mastering

the Art of French Cooking"

debuted

I was quite jealous.

Not only of the idea,

the scope of it,

but the voice.

Even the title, the gerund

It invites you in.

That was your idea,

the title, yes?

Mm.

I want my cookbooks

to sing like that,

Judith, and I need your help.

Do mine next. Oh. Do mine next.

Oh.

James, I'm flattered,

but that's not what I do.

Well, that's quite clearly

what you do.

Oh. No.

I'm a fiction editor

who happens to

How did you put it?

Uh

have fallen under Julia's spell.

I edit Julia Child,

not cookbooks.

I am not a-a cookbook editor.

Places, everyone.

One minute to go.

We should find our seats.

Live audience members can

go ahead and take your seats.

Let's move cameras to marks

and fly equipment out.

This is a universal

crepe batter.

You may add spices to the mix

if you like, or nutmeg.

Good wrist work, Ken.

I can see you've had

plenty of practice.

Have you made crepes

like this before, Ken?

Haven't used a hot plate

since chemistry class.

Oh, well, cooking is just

like chemistry,

but we are encouraged

to lick the instruments.

Oh, Ken, if you can assist me.

Kenny, Kenny.

Ooh, you're not afraid

of a little flame, are you?

Didn't I read that

your television station

burned to the ground?

Oh, that's before my time, dear.

Before my time.

This is great television.

Well, if lily-livered Ken

won't help me

complete my show-stopper,

perhaps my dear friend

James Beard

will come to the rescue?

- James Beard, everyone!

- James Beard, everyone!

My hero.

My hero.

And now, we flambé!

Julia, did you know

that Crepes Suzette

were created by mistake?

A waiter accidentally

set fire to

Suzette.

A little bit of the sauce

on top of it.

Thank you, James.

And there she is

Miss Crepes Suzette.

Remember to tune in to

"The French Chef" on KQED.

Ah.

There you are.

Oh!

Teaching America how to cook

is hard work, I see.

Those lights were awfully hot.

Anyway, I'd best be off.

I have a plane to catch.

Oh, so soon?

You came all this way.

Don't you want to play

awhile longer?

No more play for me.

Julialand is the most

entertaining place,

but there is a mile-high

stack of novels

in my office calling me away.

It's good.

It's my work.

Somehow, I always feel

replenished after time with you.

And my pants,

always a little tighter.

Russ, I'll see you back there. Yeah. Okay.

Russ, I'll see you back there. Yeah. Okay.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, that's great.

She k*lled on the radio

this morning, too.

I loved the bit about iceboxes.

I never call them

"refrigerators" either.

Who has the time?

You really got something.

It's funny.

I didn't understand it at all

till this weekend.

A cooking show?

With her as host?

I don't think we've seen

anything quite like this.

Oh, and Russ,

I spoke with Philly.

Expect a call.

Oh.

Thank you.

Great.

How did you come up

with "The French Chef"?

I mean, how did you know?

I didn't.

I had no idea.

I think my mother would

have loved "The French Chef."

Oh, Edith with a television?

Can you imagine?

She was too busy

to sit still long enough.

You know, when she

was bedridden,

I would draw for her,

just so she would have

something to critique.

She lived to deliver

pithy barbs.

My work gave her

ample opportunity.

But I loved her, so

I'm sorry that I haven't

been able to visit you,

or Robert, as much as I'd like.

You've always been there

for both of us.

And now Julia's right there

in my living room.

I'm surprised there has been

such a big response

to the series here.

You shouldn't be.

In San Francisco,

food is everything.

It's one of the things

I love most about this city.

You've departed to Gloomsville.

Peter is being transferred

to the head office in Chicago.

Promoted, rather.

It's a great opportunity

But you don't want to leave

San Francisco?

For what?

Pizza pie and Polish sausages?

Polish sausages are magnificent.

The egg buns with poppy seeds.

They get stuck in my teeth.

Ah.

Oh, I am being unfair.

It's his dream, after all.

But I just wasn't expecting

such upheaval in my life,

not at this age.

I'm settled.

I'm cooked.

Believe me, I understand.

You and Julia moved

all over the world.

That must have been hard,

especially for her.

Oh, she loved it.

Well, I think it's sweet

that you're here supporting her.

I've always admired you two.

I'm so happy you found her

after Mother passed.

Don't worry about the move.

The world works

in mysterious ways.

Nothing is predictable.

And the good thing about love

is that it travels.

Though, it can be

extremely inconsiderate,

occasionally self-centered.

It's very kind of you

to escort me home, James.

Thank you for being

my knight in shining armor.

Ken was not very helpful.

The handsome ones never are.

You know

I had a cooking show once.

Oh?

I must have been in France.

Didn't do very well.

Oh, bad timing, I'm sure.

No.

It wasn't that.

America can't love a fat

old fairy like me.

Oh, James.

No.

You, on the other hand,

make people very happy,

including me.

Now, there's a wonderful

vineyard just outside of Marin

with an unbelievable Syrah,

better than anything

from the Rhone Valley.

It will knock your socks off.

It is oh-so-tempting,

my darling James,

but I think I have to go.

Yes.

Of course, of course.

Go up and change,

grab Paul, I'll wait.

No, I'm sorry, I can't.

Lucky man, Paul Child.

But you can't shake me

that easily.

Next we'll take on New York.

Or even dreary Boston.

Thank you so much. Thanks, ma'am.

Thank you so much. Thanks, ma'am.

Where to?

Um

19th and Diamond Street.

Paul?

Paul, are you here?

Paul?

You're here.

I missed you.

Who are you, again?

Oh, Paul, don't.

I'll freshen up

and then we can go

to the bistro you mentioned.

Oh, uh, I-I went there

with Claire today.

Oh.

Well, somewhere else, then.

Mm.

I don't feel like going out.

On our last night?

Oh, really, Paul,

let's do something.

You were dynamite

on "Good Day by the Bay."

Oh, you watched?

Of course.

I know this weekend wasn't

what we pictured.

I-I got carried away.

Everyone wants you.

And I can hardly blame them.

I do, too.

Room service?

Oh, yes.

Oh, Paul, are you sure?

Oh, yes.

It's very strange to go from

no one to someone all at once.

I suppose I'll have to

get used to sharing you.

Ooh, split a Caesar?

No, I don't want that.

Oh.

I mean, yes to Caesar,

no to sharing.

No to me being shared,

yes to sharing the salad.

We'll navigate it together.

See, I don't quite understand

what's happening.

See, I thought it was scary

at first,

I didn't like it, but now

part of me does like it.

Mm.

A lot.

Mm.

All those people.

It's exciting.

Oh, I can't help it.

Something is happening.

Something is definitely

happening.

But we're still us.

We have to stay us.

Otherwise, there's no point.

Hm.

Oh, Julie,

they have sole meuniere.

Lovely.

♪ It had to be you ♪

♪ It had to be you ♪

♪ I wandered around,

and finally found ♪

♪ Somebody who ♪

♪ Could make me be true ♪

♪ Could make me be blue ♪

♪ And even be glad ♪

♪ Just to be sad ♪

♪ Thinking of you ♪

♪ Some others I've seen ♪

♪ They might never be mean ♪

♪ They might never be cross,

or try to be the big boss ♪

♪ What they wouldn't do ♪

♪ There ain't nobody else

that gives me a thrill ♪

♪ With all your faults,

♪ I love you still ♪

♪ It had to be you ♪

♪ Wonderful you ♪

♪ It had to be you ♪