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

on the ground having a nap.

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

what the baron would say

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.

-Why would I flatter you?

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...

I thought a polite gentleman

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