Miss Julie
"She had received
a most beautiful doll
as a present.
Oh, what a glorious doll,
so fair and delicate.
She did not seem
created
for the sorrows
of this world."
(sighs)
(crying)
Mommy.
Mommy.
(laughs)
(birds chirping)
(distant people chattering)
Diana.
(clicks tongue,
whistles)
Took the baron
to the train.
Funny, Miss Julie
isn't going with him.
I mean, all their friends
are celebrating Midsummer
together,
big event.
Left me his boots
to polish.
Changed into something
more fancy,
His Fanciness,
His Most Divine
Fanciness,
His Vainglorious,
Most Elegant Highness.
Sir Boots, I think.
So the baron
went into the station
and told me to wait,
said he'd have
something for me.
When I see him
come out of the station,
he was putting something
in a folder.
Guess what was
in the folder.
A packet
of travel brochures.
Like that's how
someone like me travels.
But no money, no.
They don't
think that way,
not those people.
No, they don't think
that way.
And then I leave
and I'm carrying
his boots
and I pass the barn
and ask the stable boy
to take the horses home
and I go in.
And there
I see Miss Julie
leading the dance
with the gamekeeper--
the gamekeeper.
And what do you know?
She sees me and she rushes
over to me, Kathleen,
and commands me, Kathleen--
commands me to dance
with her.
She thinks she can
control everyone.
Who am I?
I can't control anything.
Oh, Kathleen, come and look
at these pictures.
Look, Paris.
Rome.
This is Lake Como.
Oh, I know
about that place.
Lord, it's lovely.
I'm hungry.
It's kidney,
your favorite.
Delightful.
Yes, you are right.
This is my big dlice.
You should have
warmed my plate.
You're harder to please
than the baron himself.
Get me a glass.
A proper one,
a fancy one.
When one is drinking
bon vin...
Oh.
It's good.
It's pretty good.
It's a tiny bit
too cold.
-(Diana barks)
-What are you cooking
with that infernal smell?
Oh, just some devil
the young lady has me
making up for the dog.
(Diana barking)
Miss Julie thinks
it's pregnant again,
because she's been,
ah, you know,
close to
the gamekeeper's dog.
Miss Julie told me
she watched them
and it made her sick.
And now she'd rather
risk the dog die
from the remedy
than have a mixed breed.
God save her.
You should have seen her
coming to the dance.
Looked like she'd been lying
We wouldn't act
in that way.
But still,
she's elegant--
Miss Julie--
magnificent.
Oh, her waist,
her neck.
Stop it.
I've heard Clara
talking.
She's seen her naked
lots of times
when she gives her
a bath--
Oh, Clara--
too cross-eyed
to get anything right.
You women, you're always
jealous of each other.
Listen, I, who have been
out riding with her--
I know her
well enough--
the way
she sits a horse,
her legs,
and then
the way she dances.
Well,
is it done--
my abortive poison?
(whining)
(distant music playing)
Is it some kind of
witches' broth
you ladies are cooking
on Midsummer Eve, huh?
(distant music plays)
Listen.
Come, dance
with me again.
I don't want
to be impolite,
but I have promised
to dance with Kathleen.
Let me borrow him,
Kathleen.
You go and rest.
If Miss Julie
is so gracious,
it isn't for him
to say no.
Go along, John.
Be thankful for the honor.
Frankly speaking,
but not wishing
to offend in any way,
I cannot help wondering
if it's wise
for Miss Julie
to dance twice
with the same partner.
What are you
talking about?
I, the mistress of the house,
honor the workers' dance,
in the barn,
with my presence.
Since I really want
to dance,
I have to dance
with someone who knows
the steps,
so I don't look
ridiculous.
As you command,
Miss Julie.
I am at your service.
I have chosen
to forget all rank,
and so must you.
Come, give me your arm.
Thank you, John.
I really don't
want to treat you
as an inferior.
Let us go through
the entrance hall.
You would like that,
wouldn't you?
Don't be afraid,
Kathleen.
I won't run away
with your fianc.
That's what he is,
isn't he?
You're a man of the future,
aren't you?
-Diana, come here.
-(Diana whining)
Come on.
My love, come here.
Come here.
Poor you.
I know.
I did not put very much
in your food.
It's mostly
good meat.
You'll be fine.
Shh.
(music tinkling)
(whining)
Listen.
You like it?
You stay here.
I left her.
She's strange,
Kathleen.
She's always strange.
Are you upset with me?
Why?
For small things
like the two of you
walking off?
You are a sensible girl,
Kathleen.
You'll make
a good wife.
Can you imagine
if he saw
her behavior?
Huh?
Did you see her?
See her?
Is it possible?
Are you flattered?
Don't be another dog,
will you?
-(barks)
-(giggles)
You are such a charming
cavalier,
running away
from a lady.
As you can see,
I hurried back
to be with the lady
I had deserted.
Why are you
wearing your livery
on Midsummer Night?
Remove it at once.
Then I must ask
if I can go to my room.
My black coat
is hanging there.
Go to your room then.
And I will go too,
and make sure
you don't run away
from me again.
Miss Julie,
with your permission,
may I go and get it?
Kathleen,
are you and John
engaged?
Engaged?
You seem so familiar.
In a way.
We call it that.
You call it that?
Were you not engaged
yourself, Miss Julie?
Miss Julie,
I am tired.
Would you mind if I go
to my room and--?
(speaking French)
(speaking French)
Where did you learn
to speak French?
In Switzerland.
I was the wine waiter
at the one of the biggest
hotels in Lucerne.
You look like
a perfect gentleman.
Charmant.
-You flatter me.
Oh, well,
my natural modesty
forbids me to believe
that you would give
someone like me
such genuine
compliments,
and so I dare to assume
that you were flattering me,
or worse,
patronizing me.
Where did you learn
to talk like that?
You'd be surprised
to know the places
I have visited.
But you were born
in this area, weren't you?
Aye.
My father worked the land
right across the way.
And I visited
your garden
long before I came
to work for the baron.
I saw you
when you were
a little girl.
But you, Miss Julie,
did not notice me.
Who gave you permission
to walk in our garden?
I remember one time--
No.
I'm not
going to tell you.
Is it bad?
It isn't.
But Kathleen
might hear me.
From her room?
(laughs)
(whispering)
I think she's snoring.
(whispering)
She doesn't.
But she talks
in her sleep.
How would you know?
(crying)
Why don't you
sit down?
It wouldn't be
proper
in front of
Miss Julie.
And if I order you
to do it?
I'll obey.
Get me something
to drink.
I'm not sure
what we have
in the icebox.
-I believe it's only beer.
-My taste is simple.
I want beer.
Miss Julie.
Thank you.
Are you not
going to drink?
I don't like beer,
but of course
if you order me...
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