Eat Pray Love

l have a friend, Deborah,

a psychologist...

...who was asked

by the city of Philadelphia...

if she could offer psychological

counseling to Cambodian refugees...

...boat people,

who had recently arrived in the city.

Deborah was daunted by the task.

These Cambodians...

had suffered genocide, starvation,

relatives murdered before their eyes...

...years in refugee camps,

harrowing boat trips to the West.

How could she relate

to their suffering?

How could she help these people?

So guess what all these people

wanted to talk about...

...with my friend Deborah,

the psychologist.

lt was all,

"l met this guy in the refugee camp.

I thought he really loved me,

but when we got separated...

...he took up with my cousin.

Now he says he loves me...

...and keeps calling me. They're

married now. What should l do?"

This is how we are.

May I help you?

I'm Liz Gilbert. I'm writing

a magazine article on Bali.

I wanted to meet a medicine man.

Everyone said I should meet

Ketut Liyer. Am l in the right place?

Wait.

l mean, here I am with

a ninth-generation medicine man...

...and what do I wanna

ask him about?

Getting closer to God?

Saving the world's

starving children?

Happy to see you. l am Ketut Liyer.

Nope. l wanna discuss

my relationship.

You are a world traveler.

You will live a long time...

...have many friends,

many experiences.

You will have two marriages.

One long, one short.

Am l in the long one

or the short one?

Can't tell.

Also you will lose all your money.

I think in next six to 1 0 months.

Don't worry.

You will get it all back again.

And you will come back to Bali...

...and live here for three or four

months and teach me English.

I never had anybody

to practice my English with.

And then...

l will teach you everything l know.

Wait.

I have this for you.

Keep grounded so it's like

you have four legs.

That way, you can stay in this world.

Also, no looking at world

through your head.

Look through your heart instead.

That way, you will know God.

Which is why you came here, no?

See you later, alligator.

I proofread all of her manuscripts.

My wife is very, very beautiful,

but she can't spell for anything.

Look at Uncle Stephen.

And Auntie Liz.

I'm counting the minutes for this to be

over so l can get in my big girl pants.

You look fantastic.

You just had a baby.

Oh, you're lying.

I'm fat, I'm exhausted...

...l can't keep two thoughts.

I feel like Liza Minnelli.

Stephen, can you hold Jack?

-l'm gonna introduce you to Walter.

-Yeah.

Hey, dude, you wanna grab a beer

or something?

My new book comes out in April.

Thank you for asking.

-Great.

-May.

May. May.

This is Andre. You two are

Times' Most Notable nominees.

-So glad to finally meet you.

-Nice to finally meet you.

I fed him nachos. ls that bad?

You look comfortable.

What'd you feed him, chloroform?

-Give him to his dad.

-l told you, nachos.

Know what? I'd be asleep too

if l had a dump like that.

-We'll give him to his mom.

-Come here then.

-Wanna help me change his diaper?

-Yes, I do.

Hey, how's the vintage car

thing going?

Oh, no, no, no. l changed jobs.

I'm a pastry chef now.

-You mean you're a baker.

-Yeah.

You wanna get baked?

I know, I know.

It's hard, isn't it?

Oh, no. This is so much fun.

Did you know the exact moment

you wanted to have a baby?

I can't remember, but l've had the box

since before l got married.

What box?

It's girly and embarrassing,

and you'll laugh at me if I tell you.

I will laugh at you,

but you still have to tell me.

Come on.

Under the bed.

I've been filling it with baby things...

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