Julia Page #4

- [German]

- [Speaking German]

She's resting from the operation.

- Will you come tomorrow, please?

- [Lillian] What operation?

- Excuse me. What operation?

- She's resting.

- I don't understand what you mean.

- Come tomorrow, please.

- What operation?

- Come back tomorrow.

No, I will not come back tomorrow!

I will wait right here!

- [Door Opens]

- [Woman] Frulein.

[Baby Crying]

L-I don't know what you mean.

I don't know what you mean.

[Baby's Cries Continue]

[Baby Crying]

[No Audible Dialogue]

- Where is she?

- Treatment.

- What's happened?

- Treatment.

Psst. Frulein.!

Danke.

[Julia's Voice]

Go back to Paris fast.

Leave your address at the hotel.

They will take me now to another place.

Love, Julia.

[Lillian's Voice] I stayed in Europe

for months trying to find her...

waiting for some word from her.

- But there was no sign.

- [Door Banging]

Please speak more slowly.

I cannot understand you.

Wa... Wait. Attendez un instant.

- Do you speak German? Uh, parlez Deutsch?

- Ah, no.

Excuse me, madam, but I speak German.

- They say she was never there, madam.

- They have to have her name!

Tell them I saw her. I was there.

[Speaking German]

No, madam. She was never in that hospital.

But I saw her!

They have to know where she went.

Madame, they do not even know the name.

[Lillian's Voice] I gave up trying

to write the play and went back home.

Not long after that, I received a letter...

postmarked "Vienna."

I could write her

in care of a post office box in London.

She said not to worry and that one day...

She said not to worry and that one day...

she knew we would see each other again.

I tried to finish my play.

It's gonna snow, Dash.

Dash?

[Grumbles]

[Yells]

[Dog Barking In Distance]

- Mmm.

- [Barking Continues]

You wanted to be a serious writer.

That's what I liked.

That's what we worked for.

I don't know what happened,

but you'd better tear that up.

Not that it's bad.

It's just not good enough.

Not for you.

[Coughing]

[Gulls Squawking]

It's the best play anyone's written

in a long time.

Are you sure?

I'm positive.

But are you sure?

[Pats Lillian's Knee]

[Chattering]

[Diners Applauding]

[Cheering]

- [Chattering, Indistinct]

- Congratulations, Miss Hellman.

[Applause, Cheers Continue]

Bravo.! Bravo.!

Lillian, it was beautiful.

This is Max.

I made him come down and see it.

Bravo.! Bravo.!

- That was a play to be proud of.

- Wonderful.

Dash?

I hope I woke you up from a sound sleep.

Wanna hear the good news?

[Chuckles]

They think I'm wonderful.

I'm the toast of the town.

Everybody came.

And you had to go to Hollywood.

Of course I'm drunk.

Been drunk for two days. How the hell

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