(Musical theme Reel One Entertainment)
(energetic music)
(stove beeps)
- One, two, three.
(♪)
(deep inhale and exhale)
(bells on door jingling)
- Morning, Rachel. - Morning, Emma!
Oh, hey, any word from Martindale Publishing?
- No, but they said they'd get back to me in two weeks,
and it's only been 13 days and 21 hours since we met.
Their decision just isn't cooked through yet.
- I have a good feeling about this, okay?
Your baking blog is... mwah!
It's perfect for a cookbook
and they would be crazy not to wanna publish it.
- Fingers crossed.
Ah, should we start our day so
our customers can start theirs?
- Oh... we shall.
(Upbeat music)
(indistinct chatter)
- Go get them, Jerry. That promotion is yours.
Good morning, Louise. The usual?
Thank you.
- Good morning. What'll it be?
- May I have a scone and your phone number?
- Of course!
There you go! Call or e-mail
and we'll respond with a quote ASAP.
- Uh... thanks.
- You're welcome!
- Are you kidding me?
- What? - He was cute!
- I know and he might have us cater for him.
- Ugh, Emma!
Here you go.
(Phone chiming)
- Oh, my gosh, Rachel, it's an e-mail from Martindale.
- Emma! Oh, my gosh!
(Deep inhale and exhale)
(bell on door jingling)
- Hello, ladies.
Could I trouble you for an English Breakfast tea
and a scone, please?
- Of course.
- Although, perhaps something a bit more exotic on my last day in town.
- You can't go wrong. I bake everything myself.
- Oh, you're the baker?
I'm staying at the Hotel Niçoise down the block.
I'm obsessed with everything they serve in their café.
I even started eating cake for breakfast so I could try everything.
(Laughs) When they told me it's all from the Pale Blue Dot,
I just had to come see for myself.
- I'm so happy you like everything.
- Well, if you like this, you need to check out Emma's blog, Pinch of Perfect.
- I will add it to my reading list.
Okay, so I will do the tea and a scone, please.
- Great.
- Actually, uh, one of everything else, too.
I want my family to try it all.
- Okay.
(Curious music)
- Hello, Mother.
Yes, it went well.
We will be back tonight.
See you soon!
- There you go.
- That should do it.
- Yep. - Thank you kindly.
(Chuckles) - Thank you. - Thank you... kindly.
- Oh, my God!
(Cash register dings)
Okay. (Giggling)
(heartbroken music)
- What does it say?
- Um, they said that they loved the recipes, but the content is a bit dry.
- What? I don't get it.
- She says, "All Martindale cookbooks must have a unique point of view"
and mine doesn't have anything to say, so it's a pass.
- Oh.
Let's go get a drink.
There are plenty of boutique lifestyle book publishers in this city.
- I can't believe my cookbook got rejected for things that have nothing to do with cooking!
- I'm sorry, Em. - Who are you? I'm a baker.
I spend all of my day at the bakery, and then,
I go home to work on my baking blog
so that I can publish my baking book, and now,
I'm being punished for baking too much?
- Well, I think-- - Stop dribbling, Michael Jordan!
Stop painting, Picasso.
Stop dancing and doing crunches, J. - Lo!
- Okay. Comparing yourself to all-time icons of popular culture,
I love the confidence. - You know what I mean.
- I think I know what Tilda means.
People don't wanna read a list of steps, right?
They wanna feel like their friend, Emma,
the amazing baker, is with them teaching them how to bake.
You know, like you did with me.
(Sighs) - I live my life by a list of steps.
I don't know that I can do it any other way.
- We need to tackle this one bite at a time.
You need some life experiences and to get out of the bakery.
Hmm? What about going on a date? Hmm?
- Who would I go on a date with?
- What about that cute customer
from today who asked for your number?
- I thought he wanted to place a catering order.
- That's because your whole world revolves around baking.
- Touché.
I appreciate the attempt, but love does not fit
into my recipe for success right now, so let's keep thinking.
- Oh, well.
Okay, I'm headed to produce...
Where I will try and produce... Hmm, some ideas.
- Oh, man.
(Humming)
(classical music)
Oh. (Nervous chuckle)
- Um... - Um... this is the last one.
- Look, uh, I really need this flour
and I'm on a bit of a tight schedule.
- See, the thing is, I also need it for--
- A children's birthday party?
- Heh. I just need it. Okay?
- Fine. Um, I'll pay you for it.
- Excuse me?
- Yes, that's what, $7?
I'll give you $20 for it. I'm in a big hurry, so...
- Well, then, maybe you should've planned better
for whatever it is you're making.
- $30. - Not interested.
- 50. - You're really used to getting your way, huh?
- Well, not as often as you would think.
- Look, it's been a really bad day
and I need this flour to make it better.
- Fine. (Clears throat)
First time baking? You know,
you're not supposed to use that type of flour, right?
- I know what I'm doing. Thank you very much.
- Okay, well, enjoy your gritty cake.
- Enjoy your bad...
Whatever you're gonna make with that... stuff.
People just don't have grocery store etiquette anymore.
Do you remember Banana-gate 2019?
- How could I forget?
Oh, I can't believe you turned down 50 bucks, though.
We could've used that towards the new oven fund.
- Your new oven fund.
I think the oven is charming.
- More like charring.
- Sorry, we're closed.
- Isn't that the woman from this morning?
- Sorry, miss, we're closed.
- May I just come in for a moment?
- Uh-- - I have a proposition.
- Well, you can always place an order on our website.
- My apologies. I haven't properly introduced myself.
I'm just a stranger barging into your lovely shop.
- Kind of.
- My name is Princess Alexandra Batcher
of the Kingdom of Sanovia.
Pleased to make your acquaintance, again.
- I'm... Emma Morton of the Pale Blue Dot,
and this is Rachel Jones.
- Of... Astoria.
- To what do we owe the pleasure?
- Well, I'm hosting a 40th anniversary party for my parents.
- The King and Queen of Sanovia?
- Correct. (Nervous chuckle)
It's going to be an intimate, multi-day celebration
at our family's vacation cottage,
culminating in a banquet with their closest friends.
I would be thrilled, Emma,
if you would bake your wonderful creations at all of the events.
I've been through your entire blog
and you are exactly what I'm looking for.
- Wow! I've never catered a royal event before.
There'd be some extra logistics for shipping--
- Emma, I think I would like you to travel to Sanovia
to be the head pastry chef on the premises.
- Oh, my God!
- That sounds like a really big job.
- No bigger than serving your patrons between here and the hotel!
- It's just that we're so busy at the bakery,
and I have my blog, and I'm actually working on--
- Emma, we are taking your blog international, darling!
(Squeals) - International!
(Whispering): Sorry.
- This is my offer.
(Whispering): This would buy us a very nice oven.
(Clears throat) - This is a very enticing number, Your Highness.
May I think about it? - Of course.
Let me know by tonight. - Oh, so a few hours. Great!
- Mm-hmm. Tell me, is that little one spoken for?
- No. - It's all yours.
(Chuckles)
- Au revoir! (Emma): Au revoir...
- Bye.
(Exhales)
I love her.
International! (Laughs)
Okay, what could go wrong?
- What if a vendor messes up an order?
What, what if the oven breaks down?
I have been at this place by your side for years.
I know it like the back of my hand. It will be fine.
This is what Martindale Publishing was talking about,
getting out of the West Village, living a little,
getting inspired!
Plus, check out Alexandra's older brother
and future king of Sanovia.
Hmm? Single and looking for a queen.
(Hopeful music)
- My recipe for love definitely does not include a prince
or anyone from a job, and it's not happening
before I publish my cookbook.
- I don't think you guys would get along anyway.
He's clearly a playboy.
And you, you deserve someone who appreciates you.
(Sentimental music)
- Okay, I'm in. - Ha! Yes!
(Laughs)
(regal music)
Okay, what's it like?
Are there horses? Is Prince Henry there?
(Gasps) Is he on a horse?
Emma! - Uh, sorry, no... horses, no Henry, no... Henry on horses.
- Uh, large coffee for Brian?
Oh, Brian.
Uh, here you go.
- Thank you. - Have a good day.
Oh, and um, Emma says hello.
- What... can you please focus
on running that place?
Are you following my instructions?
- Yes. I am... uh,
yep, I'm... sticking to them, uh, diligently.
- Is this a new scone recipe?
- What was that?
(Imitates static sounds)
- Sorry, you're breaking up!
Gotta go! Good luck!
- Emma! Welcome to Sanovia!
- Yeah. Oh! (Chuckles)
- Let me show you around our quaint little country getaway.
- Yeah, it's... quaint, all right.
Thank you.
(Regal music)
- Well, as you can see, the place needs a bit of a makeover.
You say in your blog that you love the classics,
well, this family loves the classics.
- I think it's charming.
- For a museum.
This place is stuck in the 1800s.
And I'm not just talking about laying new carpet.
It is about ushering in a new era for the family,
the monarchy and the country!
I want Sanovia to be a global leader.
I want our family to have a better relationship with the citizens.
I want our name to appear in The Times
for our humanitarian work,
not just in the tabloids when Henry is spotted
with another love interest. (Chuckles)
My mother was the first ruling queen of this country,
and while I will likely not hold that title,
I plan on using my degrees from Harvard, Oxford,
and the London School of Economics to continue
the tradition of powerful women in the monarchy.
It is a big reason why I brought you here, Emma.
Your baking is exquisite, yes, but I love your story, too.
- Really? What is my story?
- Self-made entrepreneur and businesswoman,
on the verge of a career breakthrough.
- You think that's my story?
(Chuckling)
I need you to be my PR woman!
- Speaking of PR, to kickstart this whole plan,
I have a journalist from Marquess Magazine
dropping in throughout the week
to write a profile on the family.
- I love Marquess Magazine!
It's like if Vogue wore a tiara.
(Phone ringing) - Oh, well, if your baking is as good
as I'm expecting it to be, you should be featured in the article.
- That would be amazing. - Oh, pardon me.
I have to take this.
But please, explore your workspace for the week.
Bonjour!
(Deep exhale)
(bright music)
(laughs)
- Oh...
Oh! (Chuckles)
Oh...
- Excuse me? - Wha... I'm sorry,
I didn't realize I was...
- Flour girl? - Flour napper?
- What are you doing here?
- I was invited by Princess Alexandra.
What are you doing here?
- This is my house.
- Are you a gardener or something?
- Why would a gardener be using the oven? (Clears throat)
- Heating up your lunch? I... I don't know
what the rules are for gardeners.
- Wait, what did Alexandra invite you for?
- Ah, excellent! You two have been acquainted.
- Uh, Allie, who is this? A friend of yours?
- Apologies, Emma.
Is my brother being rude?
That seems to be his default disposition.
- Your brother? That's not Henry.
- You're right about that.
- That was not a compliment.
- Oh, my! Bantering already.
How fun! I have a feeling you two are going to work
wonderfully together.
(Both): What are you talking about?
- Well, Ollie, this is Emma,
our head pastry chef for the week's festivities.
And this is my brother, Oliver, our guest chef for the week.
Together, the two of you will create amazing meals
for our guests, impressing one of the foremost journalists
in Europe, and setting the nation on a path
to a larger global relevance.
- Heh, seems like an oversimplified path to diplomacy, no?
- I'm just getting started, Brother.
Emma, come with me.
- You are a... prince?
- Surprise.
(Crunching)
- Ah, Emma, allow me to introduce you
to our guests of honour.
This is my father, King Simon.
- It's a pleasure to meet you, Emma.
Welcome to Sanovia.
- Thank you kindly, Your Majesty.
- And my mother, Queen Evelyn.
- Hello... Your Queen... My Queen.
- So, you are the great American baker
Alexandra's been going on about.
- That is a very generous title, but I guess that's me.
- Alexandra, what is wrong with our pastry chef
from the dedication gala?
His bistro has a Michelin star.
- As I've said, Mother,
this is not only a celebration of you and Father,
but it is also an opportunity for us to show a fresh,
modern side of the monarchy.
- And for what it's worth, my bakery has a four-star rating on Yelp.
- What is a... Yelp?
- Isn't Yelp a person?
- Oh...
- Oh, never mind!
I... I am thrilled to be here
and I will make sure that this is a very special occasion
for the two of you.
(Gasps) - Speaking of,
we must find some time to conduct your interview
with the journalist. - Oh, goodness, that silly thing.
We'll talk about it at dinner.
- It was n... nice to meet...
- Lovely to meet you.
(Sighs) - You too.
- Well, I think that went well.
- If you say so.
(Regal music)
- And here are your quarters.
So, just feel free to get settled
and I'm really looking forward to dessert tonight.
- What's that now?
- Oh, we always have dinner at 7:00 p.m. sharp.
- Gotcha. Great.
- I'll see you in a bit.
And do not worry about Oliver.
His bark is worse than his bite. (Phone ringing)
Oh, I have to take this.
Hola, Miguel!
(Gentle music)
(sighing): Okay...
(Exhales)
Oh, Spooncer, give me strength.
(Laughs)
What's so funny?
- Oh, your coat, it is so white.
Have you worn it since graduating culinary school?
(Clears throat) - No, I bought it for this trip
because I thought I'd be working with a professional.
- So sorry to disappoint.
- What are you making?
- Pheasant stew. Father's favourite.
You? - Carrot cake.
- Ah.
- May I?
- Be my guest.
You know, Mother loves a carrot cake.
- Oh, good.
- And she has very high standards for it.
(Chuckles) - Oh, good...
(Bright music)
Well, hello there.
(Giggles)
Okay.
Take... take you.
Go.
Okay.
Two eggs... Thank you.
Sugar.
(♪)
(sniffs)
Okay...
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
- What is it? The kitchen should have everything you need.
- All the measurements here are different.
- Oh, right, you Americans insist on using unrelated
and arbitrary terms like feet, and yards, and cups.
- All of my measurements are in American and I don't know how to switch tablespoons to grams.
- Well, just eyeball it.
(Scoffs) - Uh, no.
- What, do you need to use your GPS
to get to work every day?
- I take the subway. - Oof.
- Okay.
Ugh, stupid battery!
- What is it? - Nothing.
Ah! - You okay?
- I'm fine.
- Okay.
- Can figure this out. Can figure this out. Okay.
Eight... eight ounces is a cup.
16... 16 ounces, okay.
Okay.
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
- Maybe if you stare at it harder, it'll cook faster.
(Ceramic lid clangs)
Dinner is served, family!
(Timer rings)
(tense music)
- Oh.
I wouldn't serve that to the hounds,
much less a king and a queen.
Stupid metric system!
(Disheartened music)
Fruit salad. Fruit salad. Fruit salad.
Fruit salad.
Okay.
"Cut into one/4" slices."
Of course. Um, inches.
Shoot, okay, um...
- Uh-oh, onto Plan B already?
Well, you better work fast.
They're gobbling up their dinners.
(Mockingly): - I must say,
you are incredibly helpful.
- Oh! What can I help you with?
- I don't need any help, thanks.
This recipe doesn't call for red wine.
(Laughs)
- Ah. - Ah.
- The moment we've all been waiting for.
I trust the kitchen was to your liking?
- Absolutely.
I've gone from Pale Blue Dot to bright, shiny pots.
(Laughs)
Anyway, I decided to complement Oliver's--
- Prince... Oliver.
- Right.
I decided to complement Prince Oliver's hearty meal
with something light and refreshing,
so I've prepared an autumn harvest fruit medley.
- Oh!
- Emma, this is divine!
And good instincts.
I'm quite full.
- Hmm, so, baker can cut fruit.
- Evelyn.
- Well, I was just expecting
the baker to bake.
I have this for breakfast.
- Your Majesty, my apologies. I'll--
- Thank you, Emma. This is delicious.
And I'm sure you're only just getting started.
(Sighs)
- Mm! Wonderful.
- Simon.
(Melancholic music)
- How did it go? Peachy?
- Ha, ha, ha.
This day can't end soon enough.
- You looked hungry. I brought you some stew.
- Thank you.
Mm.
I'm a really good baker, you know?
- Yeah, okay.
- Pale Blue Dot is a West Village staple
and I bake everything in there.
- Okay.
- And we supply the pastries
to the hotel where you stayed.
- Oh, that's funny.
I never saw sad carrot cake
on the menu while I was staying there.
- That was an aberration, okay?
Your metric system really threw me off.
- Well, maybe if you got your nose outta that notebook
every once in a while, you'd be better
at trusting your instincts.
- See, that's why my bakery is successful.
Going exactly by the book leads to the exact same,
delicious result every time.
- Almost every time. - W... so, what,
no recipes allowed? That's what you learned
at whatever fancy culinary school you attended?
- Oh, no. My parents would never allow me to attend school
for something so lowly as cooking. Huh.
- Well, then, where did you learn?
- Here and there.
- Very well, Your Mysteriousness,
I should get to bed.
(Clears throat)
- Uh, I'm gonna go into
the market in the morning,
pick up a few things for Alexandra's tea party.
Would you... care to join me?
- Yes, thank you. That would be great.
Uh, 7:00 a.m.?
(Laughs) - Right.
Bakers rise with the sun.
Um, nothing will be open then.
- Oh, right.
- 9:00. - It's a date!
Time. 9:00 a.m. is a time.
- You're correct, it is a time.
- Good night.
- Enjoy dreaming of
conversions and measurements.
(Sucks air) - I will.
Ugh!
(Gentle music)
The metric system really does make a lot more sense.
(Rachel): Maybe, but don't they drive on the wrong side of the road over there?
So, it evens out.
Okay. Enough about... Measuring.
Tell me about Oliver.
- Prince Oliver is rude and annoying,
and he thinks he's extremely clever.
I mean, his stew is good, but he knows it's good,
which is just so rude and annoying.
- Yeah, sounds rude and annoying. - Yeah.
I can't believe I have to share the kitchen with him all week.
- Well, does he look anything like his brother?
- How are things going over there?
Are you following my instructions?
- Yes... I am following
Queen Emma's recipe for bakery success.
(Banging on stove)
- Okay, I know that's the oven. You need to bang it harder.
- Harder? - Harder.
(Grunts)
(knocking on door)
Oh, my gosh, someone's at my door. What do I do?
- Answer it, weirdo.
- Ugh! This is it.
I'm getting fired.
(Steadying breath)
Good evening, Your Majesty.
- Hello, Emma.
Oh, have I disturbed you?
I'm sorry to come calling so late.
- No, not at all.
- Enjoyed what you served at dinner.
I imagine you were exhausted after all your travels.
I'm sorry we put you straight to work.
- Oh, that's why I'm here.
And I promise not to repurpose
the Queen's breakfast for the rest of the trip.
(Laughs) - Splendid.
I have come with a favour to ask.
Now, I imagine you have plans
for what to bake for the anniversary party,
but I was hoping you could help me with a little...
Surprise for the Queen.
- Of course!
- Are you familiar with the dessert Baked Alaska?
- Mm-hmm.
- It's the Queen's favourite dessert,
and I was hoping that, in addition to what you're preparing,
you could make it to serve to her at the party.
- Absolutely! What a sweet idea.
- That's excellent! She will be thrilled.
Thank you, Emma.
Oh, and um, may I say,
I'm glad you're working so well with Oliver.
I know, um, the boy can be quite strong-willed.
- We are two peas in a pod.
- Hmm. Indeed! Well, good night, Emma.
- Good night, Your Majesty.
Oh...
- Emma!
Emma, is he gone?
- Yes, he is.
- Did he just say what I think he said?
(Whining growl)
- Oh, yes, he did.
- Well, that's just splendid.
- Why?
(Playful music)
(sighs)
(birds chirping)
(frustrated sigh)
- Morning! - Good morning.
Nine o'clock.
9:07, actually.
- Uh, so it is.
- We're supposed to go to the market?
- Yes, we are. I will just finish this.
(Mutters indistinctly)
- Good puzzle? - Uh, it is.
(Fingers tapping)
(tapping intensifies)
Could you uh... tap a little more quietly, please?
(Clicks lips) - Yep.
(Annoyed sigh)
(whispering): Okay, should I get two of those?
(Pen clicking)
(clicking intensifies)
- I will finish this later.
- Oh, okay!
- Yeah. - Wonderful.
(Regal music)
So, I'm making scones,
a sponge cake, madeleines, petits fours and a trifle.
- Nice and traditional.
- That's what your sister wanted, right?
- Sure. - Okay, I don't know this market,
but I'm thinking I'll need about 45 minutes.
Meet you back at the car? - Not factoring in any time
to wrestle away flour from anyone?
- Ha, ha.
What's your plan?
- Oh, I think I'll peruse a little bit.
See what's fresh first?
- You don't know what you're making?
The party is in four hours and 25 minutes.
- I'm just not into making cute, little finger sandwiches today.
So, I guess I know what I'm not making.
- That's a bold strategy.
- You know what is not a bold strategy?
Staring at that little book
and missing out on all the wonderful ingredients.
- I'm not missing out, I just know what works,
and I know what I need.
- Guess you're not curious about what could work,
so I guess curiosity did kill the cat.
- Hey, I am a curious person.
I'm curious about a lot of things.
I'm curious about how vinyl records work.
I'm curious about who decided to name oranges, oranges.
But when it comes to baking for a group of royal ladies,
I put my curiosity in a drawer. I don't wanna say curious again.
It sounds really weird now. - Yeah, what I'm curious about
is if you can include one new ingredient into your baking.
- Like what? - Oh, I'm not telling you.
This is a bet. Yeah.
I will pick one ingredient
that you must include, which I will only give you
when we start cooking.
- Fine. And when I win,
you have to tell me where you learned how to cook
that's made you so confident.
- And if I win, I get to peek inside
that little book you're so attached to.
- Ha! After all that, you wanna peek behind the curtain? Deal.
(Bright music)
(sniffs)
(scoffs)
I'll meet you in there. I just wanna check in with Alexandra.
- Yeah, I can take those for you.
- Why, thank you, kind sir.
- I may be rude, but I'm a gentleman.
(Chuckles)
- Alexandra, this looks incredible!
- Oh, thank you.
It's just a little get together.
- Is everything okay?
- Yes! Just...
Mother's friends are so particular.
One tiny thing out of place and it's all I'll hear about, all afternoon.
And again once they leave.
Mothers, right?
- Yep.
- I feel so silly.
I mean, I have degrees from Harvard, Oxford,
and the London School of Economics,
and here I am, nervous about throwing a tea party.
Excuse me.
- Funny how there's equal pressure for a daughter
to impress her mother as there is to impress
a group of dignitaries, duchesses, and a queen.
- You'll be great.
You were impressing a princess back in New York,
and you did not even realize it.
- I guess you're right.
It's gonna be great.
- Yes. - Okay, I'll see you soon.
Okay, big improviser, what have you decided to make?
What at the market looked fresh?
- Oh, I'll be making tea party inspired flatbreads.
- You're making pizzas?
- Totally different.
- How so?
- Not entirely sure.
- Aren't these ladies expecting finger foods?
It seemed like Alexandra wanted a super traditional menu.
- Emma, you are looking at someone who has attended
countless tea parties, both real and imaginary,
and all at the behest of Alexandra.
These ladies have eaten
a million little dainty cucumber and turkey sandwiches.
They need a change.
Trust me. - Okay.
- Speaking of change...
The bet is on.
- You better get your origin story straight.
(Upbeat music)
(timer clicking)
Can you try this?
- Needs a little more sugar.
Oh!
- Needs a little more aim.
Very good. - Mm-hmm.
(Timer clicking)
(♪)
- Ah, no pistachios.
Dang it.
- Everything okay?
- Yep.
(Exhales) Okay.
(Crunching)
(chuckles)
(deep breath)
(energetic classical music)
(crunching)
(sighs)
(crunching) - Mm! I have outdone myself.
What is it?
- I can't tell if they like anything.
- Hmm, no reaction is a good reaction, trust me.
(Worried sigh)
The only time I have ever seen
any of these ladies show positive emotion is when
Hugh Grant came to Henry's birthday.
- Oh, that would be exciting.
I just hope I didn't screw up any of the measurements.
- Hmm.
(Alexandra): Unacceptable! Completely unacceptable.
- I knew that was too much cinnamon.
- Oh... not good.
Not good.
- Was it the scones? Were they too moist?
- You just had to try something different, Oliver.
- Are the ladies not enjoying their flatbreads?
- Too spicy, too messy, too... everything.
Do you know what happens
when white satin gloves touch red sauce?
- Well, the gloves serve their purpose and protect the person's hands.
- Disapproval.
(Tense music)
- If those ladies can't handle one red pepper flake,
then what do they know about food?
- I didn't like that, Oliver.
- Oh, come on. - I'm serious!
- You've never had a... An angry customer?
- Of course I have, but not because I blatantly disregarded them.
- Ah, don't worry. You're not gonna get fired over something like that.
- Look, I wanna do better than just not getting fired.
This is the biggest opportunity of my life.
If I do well, I'll be put in the magazine
and I can finally get my cookbook published,
and that has been my dream since...
Look, I know that this doesn't mean anything to you
and you're just playing around in this kitchen but this is--
- No. This means something to me, too.
- Well, you're not acting like it.
(Sighs) - Okay. It's just my whole life,
Henry has always been the golden boy,
and Alexandra's always been the overachiever,
and I've always been... nothing,
you know, stuck in the middle.
When I discovered cooking, I found my identity.
- That's good, right?
- Working in the kitchen isn't considered
a particularly royal pursuit,
so I guess I've been trying to prove my family wrong
for a long time, which...
May have caused me to cook spicy, messy pizzas
for a bunch of very proper ladies.
- I suppose there's a lot baked into this job for both of us.
Oh, speaking of baked, can you keep a secret?
- Emma, I'm a royal. It's in my DNA.
- The King has requested a special surprise dessert
for the anniversary party, a... a Baked Alaska.
- Ooh, how American. - Just wait until I try it.
If you thought today was a disaster...
- Oh, Emma, the great American baker, has a weakness?
- Hey, I have tried it, but it is ice cream, it is cake,
it is melting, it's on fire. It should be illegal!
- Well, maybe if you got your nose out of that notebook...
- Oh, no, no, no. There is a writable, step-able recipe for this,
I just haven't figured it out yet.
- Hmm, if you say so.
- But I suppose I could use some help
in the figuring it out department?
- That I can do.
- It was fun to do something different today.
- I guess you can say our bet turned out to be more of a draw.
- Well, then, don't think of this as a prize,
think of it more as a thank you
for dragging me out of my comfort zone.
- If you ever decide to write something down.
- Thank you.
- Hey, how about this?
How about I teach you how to write a proper recipe
for a big group, and you help me with my Baked Alaska?
- Deal.
- Yeah?
(Door creaks)
- Oliver, it's time for your interview.
(Gentle music)
- Ooh.
Royal duties call.
See you later?
- Yeah, I'll pencil you in.
(Laughs) - Okay.
(Sighs)
- Oliver, this is Halora Sinclair from Marquess Magazine.
- Pleased to meet you, Your Highness.
- Oh no, please, call me Oliver.
- Halora has agreed to not include
the tea party mishap in her piece.
- How gracious of her.
Oh, don't worry, Sister, I won't sully the family's name on record.
(Chuckles) - Of course not.
I'll leave you to it! - Mm-hmm.
- So, Oliver, how do you feel about your brother becoming king?
- Oh... oh, okay, we're jumping...
We're jumping right in. Um...
Uh, well...
I think Henry will make a fantastic king.
(Crunching)
(gentle music)
- Sorry. Were you going to eat this?
I'm famished.
Every time I tried to eat at the party,
someone pulled me into another conversation.
- I'm really, really sorry about the pistachios.
- Emma, I should be apologizing.
They were a fun flourish. And I was just...
What do you call being in a bad mood due to hunger?
- Hangry?
- Hangry! Yes!
I was quite hangry.
And... I was also mad at Oliver for being so stubborn
and... Halora witnessing everything was just not great.
- Got it. - But the most frustrating part, Emma, is...
All those women just look at me
like I'm this pretty, little princess who dreams of finding
a prince and hosting tea parties all my life.
I'll have you know, I have degrees from Harvard, Oxford--
- The London School of Economics.
- Exactly! And I bring more to this family than gossip
about whose wedding was underwhelming
or a scandal from 50 years ago.
Or why I'm not married.
- Well, I can't imagine it's hard for you
to find a love interest.
- I haven't got the time!
I mean, of course, I... want to find love someday,
but it's just... - It's just not in your recipe for success at the moment?
- Exactly.
Moving forward, just stick to what you make at the bakery.
And don't let Oliver get under your skin
and do something outrageous.
Your baking is excellent
and it is exactly what I want everyone to experience at the party.
- Absolutely. Understood.
- Now, off to hear what my mother thought of the party.
(Chuckles)
- Have fun?
- I'm glad you're here, Emma.
(Gentle music)
(crunching)
- Mmm!
- Uh, would you care for some more tea?
- Hmm, no, thank you.
So, what do you like most about being a prince?
- Uh, well, the uniform's pretty stuffy,
so definitely not that.
Although, I do get to carry a sword for certain ceremonies.
There are many royal responsibilities
that simply involve showing up at dedications, and ceremonies,
galas, which I do not love.
The press has dubbed me the broody one.
Um... (Clears throat)
I do enjoy the philanthropic bit, though.
I appreciate that I get to travel the world
and meet all different kinds of people from different backgrounds.
Help them any way I can, however I'm able.
I guess you could say,
I appreciate having the privilege of helping people,
if that makes any sense.
- Wonderful. We'll end on that.
Thank you, Oliver.
- Um, speaking of privileges,
I'm working with this woman, Emma.
She's a fantastic pastry chef from America.
I can't wait to see what she cooks up
for the anniversary party.
I think you're gonna wanna write an article about her.
(Chuckles) - I'll make sure to save room for dessert.
(Chuckles)
(gentle music)
(sighs)
(birds chirping)
- Top of the morning! Ready to write some recipes?
- We're gonna need a bigger cup.
- Okay, what are we starting with?
- I was thinking a Bolognese.
We can get fresh meat and vegetables from the market.
- Great. Write it down.
- Right. (Awkward chuckle)
- What are you doing?
- Oh, I'm just seeing what we have.
- No, no, no, no, you are writing down what you want to put in.
- Right.
- In there.
- Uh-huh.
- This is gonna be a long day.
- That's why we got up early.
- Okay, um... Green peppers.
- Mm-hmm, sounds good.
(Inspiring music)
Hmm. Okay.
See this? These two... And that one.
No, let's try that again.
(Clears throat)
- Baker's chocolate. Big mistake. - Yeah.
- Don't forget to write it down.
- Right.
(♪)
- Yeah? (Chuckles) - Mm-hmm.
- Five, four, three, two...
(Laughs)
(laughs)
Yep.
- Ooh, look out. - No! Get!
Would you... (Laughs)
Hello! (Nervous chuckle)
- Oh, hello.
Hmm.
- Good choice.
Oh, my goodness.
(Sigh of relief) - Close. - Yes.
- So, what do you think?
- Excuse my French,
but I think this menu kicks some serious butt.
- Some serious... "Cul."
- "Cul."
- "Cul-l-l."
I think... (Clears throat)
the King and the Queen will approve of this menu.
- You do not think it's too safe?
- Well, I think it's contemporary,
but it honours tradition and, most importantly,
it's delicious.
- Thank you.
- And you managed to make
a similar-tasting sauce twice in a row.
See what happens when you write things down?
Consistency, Your Majesty, is the name of the game.
- Chef, you are correct, Chef.
- Oh, no, that's so weird, not cute.
- Oh, so you think I'm... cute?
- No, I said the bow was actively not cute.
I didn't say that you were cute by default.
- Yeah, sure.
(Clears throat)
Well, shall we get some fresh air
while your perfect Baked Alaska sets in the freezer?
(Deep exhale) - Yes.
Mmm...
(Chuckles)
- You're telling me that the best pizza in the world is in New Haven, Connecticut?
- Don't knock it 'til you tried it.
- Oh, I'll be sure to try it if I'm ever in that area,
'cause I can't imagine what else I would do in New Haven, Connecticut.
- That's where Yale is.
- Oh, Alexandra didn't tell you,
we're more of a Harvard, Oxford,
London School of Economics kind of family.
- So I've heard.
So, where's your favourite pizza place?
Some famous Michelin star chef in Italy?
- Well, it is in Italy,
the birthplace of pizza, I might add,
but it was far from fancy.
- Uh, far from fancy doesn't just mean no white tablecloth.
- Touché.
My family and I were on this humanitarian mission
in this little town, just outside of Milan.
And I went for a walk,
which I was specifically told not to do.
Now, I got lost.
I wandered around for hours
and hours, until I finally found
this little hole-in-the-wall restaurant, no sign.
Now, I only wanted a glass of water,
but the owner, he took one look at me
and he cut me a fresh slice of pizza straight from the oven,
and it was the best thing I have ever tasted.
And I was famished, so that might've had something to do with it, but...
(Timer rattling)
- Oh, gosh.
- The moment of truth.
- Yep.
Here goes nothing.
Ah!
Ah, okay.
Okay.
- The vanilla is...
Vanilla-y. - Why can't I get this right?
I followed everything to a T, even the notes on my notes.
(Sighs)
(gentle music)
- What am I supposed to do with this?
- Whatever you want.
Look, you taught me the importance of sticking
to the script, but sometimes,
you really have to toss it aside.
That blob right there has
the ability to be the best thing you've ever tasted.
But you don't get there by
measuring how far to stretch it or how high to toss it.
It's... it's all about feel.
You try.
- I don't think I'm ready to toss dough yet.
Um, I'll try braiding it?
- No.
- Wh... (Scoffs)
- No thinking.
No counting, just let go.
(Chuckles)
(♪)
- You're pretty good at this.
- Well, I had a lot of practice.
Alexandra was always begging me
to braid her hair when we were kids.
I never thought it would come in so handy.
- Now, which of the childhood memories are gonna come in handy for my Baked Alaska?
- Hmm... uh,
maybe the time that Henry and I
built a fire and a snow fort,
and his jacket caught on fire.
(Laughs)
(Henry): Hello? I'm here for a royal extravaganza?
- Who is that?
- Henry.
(Clears throat)
(pivotal music)
- Oh, what a wonderful surprise!
- Hmm, well, I was in Monaco and I thought,
"What am I doing here when I could be spending quality time
with the King and Queen before their grand festivities?"
- Delightful.
- Welcome home, Son. - Thank you, Pop.
The Prince-CEO. (Laughs)
Keeping everyone on task and in check?
- Ah, as much as I can.
- Little brother. How are you, Ollie?
Good to see you.
Seems like you haven't burned the place down just yet.
- No, just waiting for your arrival
so I could blame it on you. - Ha, ha! Touché.
And who's this?
- Uh, this is Emma Morton,
our wonderful head baker for the week.
All the way from America.
- Pleased to make your acquaintance, Miss Morton.
- Oh. Oh!
- I'm Prince Henry.
- I am pleased to make your acquaintance.
I'm Emma.
Uh, sorry, you know that. Um, I am... such a mess.
- You look ravishing,
especially given the fact that you're pulling double duty.
You're baking and babysitting. (Chuckles)
(awkward chuckle)
- Henry, will you be joining us
for the dedication this evening?
- I don't know what it's for,
but I'm dedicated to this family so, absolutely.
(Queen): Oliver, this is now a family affair.
I would like you to attend as well.
- Uh, well, I have some more preparations for--
- You will manage.
I'm not in the mood to make an excuse for your absence.
- As you wish, Mother.
- You go ahead. I can clean up.
Your Majesty... ies...
- Great meeting you, Emma. - Likewise.
Excuse me.
(Whimsical music)
(ice cream slopping)
Lovely.
(Rachel): Okay, dish it.
Prince Henry came early?
(Chuckles) - Completely unannounced.
- Hmm.
Seems like that never happens with him.
Okay, tell me everything.
- Rach, I spoke to him for like, 30 seconds.
He's very...
Future kingly.
- Mm-hmm. And handsome.
- He is unimpeachably handsome, that's for sure,
but I sense some tension between him and Oliver, though.
- That's just how brothers are.
They're probably goofing around
and catching up as we speak.
(Cash register dings)
(calm classical music)
(heavy sigh)
- Mmm...
(Deep exhale)
Orange and white chocolate,
blueberry ginger, coffee and wattle seed.
Orange and white chocolate, blueberry ginger, coffee and wattle seed.
(Deep breath)
(sighs)
(♪)
(sighs)
- Hey.
- Hi.
- That does not look like Baked Alaska.
(Laughs)
- This is...
I don't know what you would call it, but making it calms me
when I'm stressed or scared.
- Semolina flour.
(Laughs)
- You caught me on a bad day in New York.
- Hmm.
- When I was little, I used to bake with my mom.
She was... An incredible baker.
One day, I insisted on making a soufflé, and by soufflé,
I meant combining brownie mix, cake mix and semolina flour.
(Laughs)
- My mom went along with it
'cause she was the best.
- You keep saying, "was."
- She passed away when I was 13.
- Oh.
Emma, I'm... sorry.
- Thanks.
It's okay.
I use her recipes at the bakery
and that makes me feel close to her.
I guess that's why I keep my nose in my notebook all the time.
I just got so used to sticking to the recipe, her recipe.
I guess that kind of thinking made its way
through my entire life, just safe, measured
and methodical, like...
If I did something different, I'd lose her.
- That's totally understandable.
(Emotional chuckle)
(deep inhale)
- All right, it's ready.
- The oven is off.
- Oh, we learned pretty quick
that this doesn't go in the oven.
- Ah. (Chuckles)
Mmm. - Mmm.
- This is so good.
You have to serve this at the anniversary party.
- No, I couldn't. It's, it's weird,
it doesn't cook well, and I don't think it fits with anything.
- Suit yourself.
(Laughs)
- Hmm.
I love it here at this time of night.
- Do you creep around in the middle of the night often?
- This is when I learned to cook.
- Really? - Yeah.
I got my love for cooking from the palace chef, Reuben.
He used to work late into the night, and one night,
I made a princely command that he teach me how to make a grilled cheese.
Hmm. I was so proud of myself.
I mean, the other royal children could barely pour a bowl of cereal.
- I bet they were jealous.
- Eh, they teased me.
Pretended like I worked for them, but...
I did not care.
Cooking was so fun and, and messy, and creative,
the complete opposite of royal life.
It became my dream to go to culinary school
and open a restaurant,
but then, I got caught up in my relationship
with a princess and those dreams just faded.
Then, we began to talk about marriage and...
Suddenly, those desires to open
a restaurant came flooding back in.
And she did not react well.
She wanted to live the traditional royal life
and she broke it off.
It caused quite a rift between our families,
and between me and my family.
- How does this story end?
- It feels like this is my last chance to prove to them
I'm serious about being a chef.
- Don't say it's your last chance.
They're your family at the end of the day, and they love you.
But maybe now it is a good time to tell them.
I mean, it's always a good idea
to tell people how you really feel, right?
- It is.
(Happy sigh)
- I think it's my bedtime again.
(Chuckles)
- I'm gonna go over the menu
a couple more times before bed.
- You need to get your nose outta that thing every once in a while.
(Laughs)
- Emma...
Tomorrow is... Is gonna be great.
- It is.
Good night.
- Good night.
(Romantic music)
(sighs)
- You're whipping up a last-minute recipe?
- Oh, nothing for you to worry about.
How are you feeling?
(Deep inhale) - Good.
Excited. Ready. How about you?
- Me too.
Uh, I was thinking that after the tasting,
you and I could go-- (Henry): Good morning, chefs!
- Good morning, Henry.
- And to what do we owe the pleasure?
- Well, I hear there's an important event
taking place this afternoon.
A tasting of sorts.
I wanted to give you fair warning
that I will be in attendance.
- That's wonderful.
- Is there a problem, Ollie?
Should I not be on the selection committee?
- Not at all. It's just, I was only prepared to cook for three,
so I'll have to go to the market and get a few more things.
- Good morning, chefs.
Oh my, we have ourselves
a little kitchen consortium.
We are on schedule, yes?
- Well, I have to go to the market and get a few more items.
- Ollie, Halora is arriving shortly for your second interview.
- Completely forgot about that, um...
- I can go to the market for you, Ollie.
- Really? But don't you have your prep to do, still?
- I'll manage.
- And I would be happy
to escort you into town.
- Uh...
Emma's already been to town, so--
- It's really no trouble. - I insist.
I am the reason for this errand, after all.
Plus, I'd love a stroll through town.
Be amongst the people for a bit.
(Chuckles)
- Thank you, Henry. Uh, we'll leave in ten?
- Perfect. I'll be ready in nine.
(Awkward chuckle)
(regal music)
And I said, "That is the last time
I hike the Alps in desert boots."
(laughs)
- It must get difficult being recognized everywhere?
- It is mostly fine.
Only an occupational hazard
when I'm doing something I'm not supposed to do.
- Like hiking with the wrong boots?
- Exactly. (Laughs)
Speaking of occupational hazards,
how is it working with my brooding brother?
- We're starting to work together really well.
I think the King and the Queen will be pleased
by what we're cooking up.
- Well, that is excellent to hear.
And hopefully, it will help Oliver
get this flight of fancy out of his system.
- What do you mean? - I'm sure Oliver's told you
of his dreams of being a chef,
but what you must understand is that Oliver has a long history of interests
that are his passions until they're not.
- Okay. - As children, he loved archery, then football,
then woodworking, then the drums.
When anything got too difficult, he'd just give up.
- Every kid goes through phases.
In the 3rd grade, I wanted to be a pop star/astronaut.
- This has continued as an adult.
So, my mother insisted
that Oliver do the cooking for the party.
I believe it's her way of expediting the inevitable.
- Which is?
- Well, that Oliver will eventually find a career
being a chef too difficult and finally come around
to accepting his royal status.
(Fake chuckle)
- Why are you telling me this?
- I love my brother,
but I would hate to see you get hurt at Ollie's expense,
professionally or otherwise.
And selfishly, I would like him by my side when I become king.
(Chuckles)
- Oh, it's so late, we should get back.
- Sure.
(Regal music)
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm late.
Ah, look at this.
- I thought I'd be your sous-chef for a little bit.
- Thank you. I really appreciate it
and I'm sorry again. - No, I'm impressed.
Seems Henry can even draw the most staunchly prompt people behind schedule.
- I did my best.
- Everything okay?
- Yes. Yeah, we should get to work.
On the drive into town,
I read an article about the best pizza in the world,
and guess which city in Connecticut made the list?
- You cannot believe everything you read on the Internet.
(Phone chiming) - Hmm.
How did the interview go?
What's wrong?
- I'm... sorry,
I did not mean to look, it just... popped up.
- Oh, my gosh, Oliver. This is so wrong.
I... I meant to tell you-- - Hello, chefs.
Halora's ready to shoot. Are we on schedule?
Oh, and Mother and Father have to leave promptly after-- - We're on schedule.
- Excellent.
- Shall we begin? - I--
(Sighs)
(melancholic music)
Uh... yeah. Okay.
Um... (Clears throat)
Okay.
(Camera shutter snapping)
- Get a close-up. Mm-hmm.
- Oh, sorry. - Excuse me.
(Nervous chuckle)
- Do you need the oven?
- No, thank you, um...
- Sorry.
- How's it going? Everything looks great.
- Uh... fine.
Um, sorry, I just... I really need to focus.
- Of course.
(Camera shutter snaps)
It's gonna be great.
(Clears throat)
- Wow, look at all this, hmm?
- Oh.
- Ollie, have you been hiding
Reuben back there?
(Laughs) - I can vouch that he is not.
- Uh, for passed hors d'oeuvres,
we have a mushroom ragout
on a crispy polenta with Comte cheese. - Hmm.
- Parsnip wrapped devils on horseback,
and a Spanish-style tomato toast.
- Mm! - Mm-hmm.
- Oliver, these are delicious!
- Oh, top notch, Son.
- The Spanish toast is muy bueno, hermano.
- This will do very nicely, dear.
- Great. Um, for the first course, uh, I have prepared
a Prima Piatti, in honour of Mother and Father's
favourite country to visit.
On the left, we have a gnocchi in an arugula basil pesto.
In the centre is a pear ravioli in a cream sauce.
And on the right, we have a tagliatelle
in a rustic Bolognese.
- Oh, how clever is that?
(Clears throat) - Hmm, speaking of Italy...
(Queen): Hmm. - Carnivale in Venice
this year was a dream. - Mmm. - Oh.
(Laughs)
- Oh! - Mmm. Um...
(Coughs) Mmm.
- Oh, I got a little pear seed in there.
- Ahem, I think it's missing something.
- Or has far too much of something?
- It's as if it's both undercooked and also burnt.
- Well, the pasta is al dente and um...
My apologies if I overcooked the meat.
- Shall we move on to secondi?
Here, we have a lamb chop with an Indian flair.
(King): Aha! - That is a celery root purée
and charred broccolini to accompany.
(Curious music)
(coughing)
(clears throat)
- Hmm. - Hmm.
- It's like you're taking me on a journey around the world,
but on a commercial flight with layovers.
(Laughs)
(King): Excuse me,
must I send you children to your rooms?
- Sorry.
- My apologies. I'm still tweaking the recipe.
- I tasted it yesterday and it was amazing.
- Oliver, you can't expect me to serve
experimental gastronomy to our guests.
- Of course not.
Um, it is just that--
- Shall we move on to dessert?
- Mm, I would love that.
- I was just only prepared to cook for three.
If Henry hadn't showed up, then maybe um...
- Oliver, you will be cooking
for a large number of people soon enough.
One extra person is not
the greatest excuse in this situation.
- It's a spirited performance, my boy.
I'm sure you'll have it all buttoned down in time for the party.
- Thank you, Father. Um...
Thank you, everybody, for your constructive criticism.
- Stop.
(Curious music)
- Um...
- Um... so, I've prepared
a few different cakes for you to sample,
an orange and white-chocolate buttercream cake,
a coffee and wattle seed lamington cake,
and a blueberry ginger mascarpone cheesecake.
- Ah. - Mm! Mm!
Mm, mm! - Mmm.
- These are fantastic, Emma. Bravo!
(Satisfied sigh)
Mm! - Ah!
- I probably gave myself a heap of cavities.
I ate so much of this in New York.
- Mm! - Mm!
- I would like to go with this first option.
Just delicious, Emma.
Your reputation is well earned.
- Hear, hear!
- Thank you, Your Majesty. - Mm! - Mm!
- This one is divine. - Mm! Brava! Brava! Brava!
(Laughing)
- Enjoy.
- Did she pick the buttercream?
- Yep.
- Hmm. Always a traditionalist.
I don't even know why I bother.
- It wasn't that bad.
- Oh, yes, it was.
- Oliver that picture of me and Henry...
- No, you don't need to explain.
- But I feel like I do because...
- Because...
Because this was it, Emma.
My chance to prove them wrong,
to show them I'm serious about being a chef,
and I was humiliated. - Oliver, I'm sorry.
- And meanwhile you're off gallivanting with... with Henry.
- No, I was in town for you.
- No matter, it's my fault.
The first time I ignore my gut and this is what happens.
- What do you mean?
- The... the rigidness, the lack of life,
writing every single thing down.
That, that is not who I am. That is who you are.
Before you came along, I would have never been
so flustered to the point of failure over something
as small as... As a tight schedule.
- I was just trying to help.
- I know, and I appreciate it, but...
Maybe this was a mistake.
All of it.
(Heartbreaking music)
- I'll go talk to him.
(Shaky breath)
Ollie!
- That was not your best performance.
- I know. I'm... sorry, it's just...
- Are you okay?
- Emma did not deserve that.
- What happened?
- Well, essentially, I blamed her
for why I screwed up the tasting and um, well...
I was really upset over this.
- Gosh. Ollie, that is why we blocked that site.
Remember when they claimed Mother was a lizard?
- I know. I know.
- It's most likely nothing.
A fabrication.
- Or once again, Henry swoops in,
bends the world to his will and gets whatever he wants.
(Regal music)
- Ollie...
- I will talk to her.
- Good.
And I'm signing off on the menu for the party tomorrow.
- Really?
- I saw a lot of potential there.
It will be great.
Now come on.
- And then, he said that this was all a big mistake
and he stormed out.
(Rachel): Gosh, Emma. That sounds awful.
- I feel terrible.
If only I'd gotten back sooner
or... or not tried to make him do things my way at all.
- No way. Do not blame yourself!
You didn't sign up for this.
You went over there to bake some cakes
and a few days later, you appeared in a tabloid.
- Oh, I've gotten so caught up in the family drama.
I haven't even thought about the blog or my cookbook once.
- I wonder why that is?
- Why are you saying it like that?
- Emma!
Come on! You have feelings
for Oliver.
- Feelings of frustration, maybe.
He drives me nuts. Like...
What do I do about what Henry told me?
I mean, I feel like a liar
if I don't say something to Oliver,
but I feel like I'm meddling if I do.
- I mean, that's a tricky situation.
- What am I supposed to say?
"Henry told me that your entire family is just waiting
and hoping for this chef phase to pass,
because every other phase has, because you can never commit to anything"?
(Sighs) And yes, I had fun at the market.
It's not my fault that Henry is funny and charming.
But... so is Oliver.
He really liked my soufflé.
- Emma, you don't let anybody taste your soufflé.
(Groans) - Okay, fine.
I like him.
(Squeals)
- You're so into him!
- I am putting it on the back burner
until after the party.
- So many feelings.
(Groans)
(melancholic music)
(sighing): Okay.
Hey! Oh, I thought you were Henry.
- Emma, we have a problem.
Oliver left.
- Into town?
- He has left town! - What do you mean?
- Oliver quit! He will not be cooking for the event tomorrow!
- What? Why?
- I have no idea.
He just left a note that said he was sorry,
but he doesn't belong here and that this is what's best for everyone.
- Is it true? Has he flown the coop?
- So it seems.
- Wow, that's a shame.
I mean, it's not shocking, but it's a shame.
(Sighs) - I know Oliver can be flighty,
but this is beyond what I would ever expect from him.
Emma, he was going to talk to you.
Did something happen?
- Did you tell him what I told you?
- Of course not.
- Henry, what did you tell her?
- Well, you know, that Mother sort of insisted
that you hire Oliver to cook.
- And that this sort of outcome wasn't entirely unexpected?
- Henry, that is hearsay to such a degree that I can't--
- I did not tell him!
- I might have told him by accident.
I told my friend Rachel about it in my room last night.
- I don't have time for this.
I need to find someone to cook
for our guests on 24 hours' notice.
Henry, go find your brother.
Emma...
Save your energy for tomorrow.
Take the rest of the day off.
Our guests may have extra room for dessert.
(Heartbreaking music)
(heavy sigh)
- Oh! Good evening, Your Majesty.
- Royal formalities are suspended while wearing pajamas.
(Nervous chuckle)
When Oliver was a boy,
he would come down here late at night to help Reuben,
our head chef.
I thought maybe he had come back.
- I'm really sorry that he left.
I feel like it's my fault.
- Oliver was acting on his impulses
long before your arrival, dear.
- Yeah, I've gotten that sense.
- I do not know where we went wrong
for things to come to this.
- May I speak in accordance
with your suspension of royal formalities?
- You may.
- Maybe the reason Oliver doesn't stick
with the things he tries is that he feels like you don't approve of them.
- I do not know where he would get that sense.
- It's just...
Henry told me about Oliver growing up and then,
being here for the week, it seems like--
- When Oliver wanted to be a drummer,
we bought him the nicest drum kit a boy could ask for.
When he mentioned culinary school, we did not forbid it.
And when it came time for the party,
I did not command Alexandra to hire him hoping he would fail.
I suggested she choose him hoping he would succeed.
- I just... I feel like there's a large gap
between tolerance and support, you know?
- Go on.
- Oliver just wants you to be proud of him.
- I am proud of him.
- But, Your Majesty, maybe Oliver doesn't feel like it.
I'm sorry.
- No one has spoken to me
like that in quite some time.
- I apologize. I, I--
- I needed to hear it.
I am so accustomed to expressing myself by my actions.
I build a community centre
to show the citizens I care about them.
I dedicate a statue to honour someone who--
- That's your love language.
But I think that Oliver needs something different.
If there's one thing that he's taught me,
it's that there's more than one way to reach the same goal.
- Well, this kitchen is stocked
with lots of lessons, it seems.
(Gentle music)
(regal music)
- Good morning. - Emma! It's the big day.
It's very exciting!
It'll be great, right?
- Oh, uh, this is Reuben.
Note the healthy glow.
We pulled him from his beach vacation to be here.
- And I'm thrilled about it.
(Nervous chuckle) - Reuben's hilarious.
You'll see.
So, Reuben will be making a traditional Sanovian meal.
Best we could do on short notice.
But nobody makes it like him.
- That makes sense.
- Will you be making the white chocolate and orange buttercream cake?
Or all three, as Henry has suggested?
- Uh, I haven't even looked at this thing since the tasting.
Yeah, the Queen did select
the orange and white-chocolate buttercream.
(Gentle music)
(Oliver): The recipe for love i always changing, rearranging,
adding things.
What can I bring?
It writes itself on the fly. With no plan, it dies.
You need fun, and trust, and laughter, and crust.
You make a fuss. You don't realize
you're cooking the recipe
for love until they're gone.
And you realize, with watered eyes,
burning insides, that they're your secret ingredient.
- Emma!
- I'm sorry, what?
- The cake?
- Change of plans.
I'm running to the market.
- For what? - Whatever looks fresh.
Hi! Bye!
- What's gotten into her?
(Hopeful music)
Huh.
(Indistinct chatter)
(crunching)
(♪)
- Signore Oliver?
- Yes. - Teléfono.
- Thank you.
Hello?
(Deep exhale) - Let's do this.
(Upbeat music)
(gasps) Alexandra, you look beautiful.
- Oh, thank you!
And how are we doing in here?
- Splendid!
- Uh, Reuben,
your Sanovian feast is looking a lot different than I remember.
- Ah. These are some interesting choices by my princely protégé.
I was inspired to give them a go.
- Oh.
(Laughs)
And is that part of what
Mother decided on?
- It isn't, but everyone's gonna love it.
I promise.
- Okay.
Seems Oliver rubbed off on everyone.
How fun.
If I hadn't been getting ready for the last two hours,
I'd be pulling my hair out.
- Alexandra, it's gonna be great.
Trust me.
- Okay.
(Regal classical music)
(chuckling)
- Thank you.
Well, you pulled it off, Sister.
- So it seems.
- The food has been exquisite.
It turns out, Ollie may know what he's doing after all.
- I wish he were here.
He would have such fun making jokes about everyone.
- I know.
(Fork clinking on glass)
- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,
and thank you all for attending
Queen Evelyn's 40 years of patience with me.
(Laughing)
From the moment I set eyes on Evelyn
that first day at university, I was in love with her.
But she was a princess and I was a lowly law student.
Albeit, it should be said, first in my class.
(Chuckling)
And I somehow got it into my head that I couldn't take
Evelyn to my local pub on our first date,
so instead, I got a job on campus
and I saved up all semester to take her
to the fanciest restaurant in town.
Well, the date was going wonderfully!
In other words, Evelyn was laughing at all of my jokes.
(Laughing)
To further impress Evelyn, I decided that I would order
Baked Alaska for dessert,
and as an added gag, I thought I'd get a little close
to the flame. Well,
I leaned into the flame a little too much
and I singed my eyebrows straight off.
(Laughing)
For that outrageous stunt,
I thought I'd lost Evelyn forever.
But the very next day, she showed up with a fur hat,
"To keep your forehead warm," she said.
- It made me almost forget he didn't have eyebrows.
(Laughing) - I knew right then and there
that Evelyn was the woman for me.
So, what do you give a person who has everything?
Well, you start at the beginning.
(Regal music)
(all): Oh! - Aw!
- Ah! Bravo! Bravo! (Applause)
- Bravo!
(Clapping)
(glass clinking)
(sigh of relief)
(guests exclaiming)
(clapping and laughing)
- Mm!
(♪)
- Mm! Delicious!
- Ah! - Wonderful!
(Laughs)
(applause)
I would like to first acknowledge our fabulous baker,
Miss Emma, whose cake you will all soon enjoy.
And whose bakery, the Pale Blue Dot,
you must visit if you are in New York City.
(Applause) (fork clangs on glass)
And thank you to my dear son, Henry,
the future king, who's keeping us
all charmed and entertained. (Chuckles)
Next, an enormous bravo to my daughter, Alexandra,
who organized all the festivities.
This phenomenal dinner was dreamt of by my son, Oliver,
who could not...
Who could not make me more proud.
And now, to our King.
I would have loved Simon if his eyebrows never grew back.
(Laughing)
He is sensitive, thoughtful,
kind, and brilliant,
and I am forever grateful
to have him as a partner for all these many years.
So, cheers to my dear husband,
who risked bodily harm for the second time on my behalf.
(Laughs)
(glasses clink) Cheers.
(Clapping)
(guests): Cheers.
- Mmm.
(Chuckles)
- Excellent work this week, Emma.
Listen, I'd love to write a secondary piece about you,
to complement the profile. If that's okay?
- That would be amazing.
- Great! I'll find you later.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
(Indistinct chatter)
(sentimental music)
- Well, better late than never, Son.
- Father, Mother, happy anniversary.
I am so sorry that I...
- I love you, Son.
And I am so proud of you.
I am sorry I did not tell you how I felt.
- Thank you.
And I'm not ashamed of being prince,
I just needed to get there on my own.
- Well, does this mean you'd like to be our new house chef?
- No, actually.
I'm going to open a restaurant.
It's been a dream of mine for a long time.
- That's wonderful news.
It will be a great success.
- Thank you.
Excuse me. I have something to take care of.
- Oh. - Oh.
(Heavy sigh)
- I um... came to bring you your journal back.
- Thanks, I didn't... Realize it was missing.
- Look, um...
I know I can be...
Frustrating and impulsive,
and I know you had big plans this week,
and I threw a wrench into them.
- Prince Oliver, this has been
one of the most stressful weeks of my life.
- I know, and I-- - But I'm glad that I got to spend it with you.
(Romantic music)
You made me laugh and have fun in the kitchen,
which I'd forgotten is the reason that I loved baking in the first place.
And I'm sorry that I tried to make you do things my way.
It's a lesson that I've needed to learn for a while
and it turns out you've made me a better baker.
- I'm sorry that I left--
- Did you plan that?
- No, that was spur of the moment.
It's kind of my thing now.
- Oh.
(Laughs)
(♪)
（音樂主題 Reel One Entertainment）
（充滿活力的音樂）
（爐子發出嘟嘟聲）
- 一二三。
(♪)
（深吸氣和呼氣）
（門鈴叮噹作響）
- 早上好，雷切爾。 - 早上好，艾瑪！
哦，嘿，任何一句話 馬丁代爾出版社？
- 不，但他們說他們會得到 兩週後回覆我，
而這才過了十三天 距離我們見面已經過了廿一個小時。
他們的決定不是 還沒煮熟。
- 我感覺很好 關於這個，好嗎？
你的烘焙部落格是......哇！
它非常適合一本食譜
他們會發瘋的 不想發佈它。
- 手指交叉。
啊，我們該這樣開始新的一天嗎
我們的客戶可以開始他們的嗎？
- 哦...我們會的。
（歡快的音樂）
（含糊不清的喋喋不休）
- 去找他們吧，傑瑞。 那個晉昇是你的。
早安，路易絲。 平常的？
謝謝。
- 早安. 會是什麼？
- 能給我一個烤餅嗎 你的電話號碼？
- 當然！
就這樣吧！致電或發送電子郵件
我們會回應 盡快報價。
- 呃...謝謝。
- 不客氣！
- 你在開玩笑吧？
- 什麼？ - 他很可愛！
- 我知道，他可能會 讓我們照顧他。
- 呃，艾瑪！
幹得好。
（電話鈴聲響起）
- 哦，天哪，雷切爾， 這是一封來自馬丁代爾的電子郵件。
- 艾瑪！哦，天哪！
（深吸氣和呼氣）
（門鈴叮噹作響）
- 你好，女士們。
能麻煩你一下嗎 英式早餐茶
還有一個烤餅，可以嗎？
- 當然。
- 雖然，也許有什麼 最後一天有點異國情調 在城裡。
- 你不會出錯的。 我自己烤所有東西。
- 哦，你是麵包師傅？
我住在尼斯酒店 沿著街區。
我對一切都著迷 他們在咖啡館裡提供服務。
我甚至開始吃蛋糕 早餐所以我可以嘗試 一切。
（笑） 當他們告訴我 這一切都來自淡藍點，
我衹是想來看看 為了我自己。
- 我太高興了 你喜歡一切。
- 好吧，如果你喜歡這個， 你需要看看艾瑪的 博客，一撮完美。
- 我會添加它 到我的閱讀清單。
好的，那我去泡茶了 請來一份烤餅。
- 好。
- 事實上，呃， 也是其他一切之一。
我想讓我的家人嘗試這一切。
- 好的。
（好奇的音樂）
- 你好，媽媽。
是的，一切順利。
我們今晚會回來。
再見！
- 就這樣吧。
- 應該可以。
- 是的。 - 非常感謝。
（笑聲） - 謝謝。 - 謝謝你...好心。
- 我的天啊！
（収銀機叮叮聲）
好的。 （咯咯笑）
（心碎的音樂）
- 它說什麼？
- 嗯，他們說他們愛 食譜，但內容是 有點乾。
- 什麼？我不明白。
- 她說， 「所有馬丁代爾烹飪書都必須 有獨特的觀點”
而我的什麼都沒有 說，所以它是通過的。
- 哦。
我們去喝一杯吧。
還有很多精品 生活風格書籍出版商 在這個城市。
- 我不敢相信我的食譜 因以下事情而被拒絕 與做飯無關！
- 對不起，艾姆。 - 你是誰？我是一名麵包師。
我花了我一整天的時間 在麵包店，然後，
我回家工作 在我的烘焙部落格上
這樣我就可以發表我的烘焙作品 書，現在，
我正在受到懲罰 烤太多？
- 嗯，我想 - - 停止運球， 麥可喬丹！
別再畫畫了， 畢卡索.
別跳舞了 並做仰臥起坐，J. - 瞧！
- 好的。比較你自己 到所有流行的圖標 文化，
我喜歡這種自信。 - 你知道我的意思。
- 我想我知道 蒂爾達是什麼意思。
人們不想閱讀列表 步驟，對嗎？
他們想要感覺像 他們的朋友艾瑪，
神奇的麵包師傅和他們在一起 教他們如何烘焙。
你知道，就像你對我所做的那樣。
（嘆氣） - 我過我的生活 透過步驟清單。
我不知道我能做到嗎 任何其他方式。
- 我們需要解決這個問題 一次咬一口。
你需要一些人生經歷 並走出麵包店。
唔？去又怎樣 約會？唔？
- 我會和誰約會？
- 那個可愛的顧客呢
從今天起誰問 你的號碼？
- 我以為他想要 下餐飲訂單。
- 那是因為 你的整個世界都在旋轉 圍繞烘焙。
- 塔奇。
我很欣賞這種嘗試， 但愛情不適合
進入我的成功秘訣吧 現在，讓我們繼續思考。
- 那好吧。
好吧，我要去製作了…
我將在哪裡嘗試生產... 嗯，一些想法。
- 哦，夥計。
（嗡嗡聲）
（古典音樂）
哦。 （緊張的笑聲）
- 嗯... - 嗯...這是最後一篇了。
- 看，呃， 我眞的需要這種麵粉
我有點 日程緊張的情況下。
- 看吧，事情是， 我也需要它——
- 孩子們的生日派對？
- 呵呵。我衹需要它。 好的？
- 美好的。 嗯，我會付錢給你。
- 打擾一下？
- 是的，就是這個，七美元？
我會給你廿美元。 我很著急，所以...
- 那麼，也許你 應該計劃得更好
無論如何 這是你正在做的。
- 卅美元。 - 不感興趣。
- 五十. - 你眞的很習慣 為了你的方式，對吧？
- 嗯，不那麼頻繁 正如你所想的。
- 看，已經 非常糟糕的一天
我需要這種麵粉 讓它變得更好。
- 美好的。 （清清喉嚨）
第一次烘焙？你知道，
你不應該使用 那種麵粉，對嗎？
- 我知道我在做什麼。 非常感謝。
- 好吧，好吧， 享受你的堅韌蛋糕。
- 享受你的壞事...
無論你要做什麼 和那個……東西。
人們衹是沒有 雜貨店禮儀了。
你是否記得 二零一九年香蕉門？
- 我怎麼能忘記呢？
哦，我不敢相信你轉身 不過降了五十塊。
我們可以用它來 新烤箱基金。
- 你的新烤箱基金。
我覺得烤箱很迷人。
- 更像是炭化。
- 抱歉，我們關門了。
- 這不是那個女人嗎 從今天早上開始？
- 對不起，小姐，我們關門了。
- 我可以進來嗎 一會兒？
- 呃-- - 我有一個提議。
- 嗯，你可以隨時放置 我們網站上的訂單。
- 我很抱歉。我沒有 正確地介紹了我自己。
我衹是一個闖入的陌生人 進入你可愛的商店。
- 有點兒。
- 我的名字是公主 亞歷珊卓•巴徹
薩諾維亞王國的。
很高興製作 又是你的熟人。
- 我是…蒼白的艾瑪•莫頓 藍點，
這是雷切爾瓊斯。
- 阿斯托利亞的。
- 我們欠什麼 高興嗎？
- 好吧，我主持 卌週年紀念聚會 為了我的父母。
- 薩諾維亞的國王和王后？
- 正確的。 （緊張的笑聲）
這將是一場親密的、 多日慶典
當我們一家人度假時 小屋,
在宴會中達到高潮 和他們最親密的朋友。
我會很興奮，艾瑪，
如果你願意烘焙你的精彩 所有活動中的創作。
我已經經歷過 你的整個博客
而你正是 我在尋找什麼。
- 哇！我從來沒有包辦過 之前的皇家活動。
會有一些額外的物流 用於運輸--
- 艾瑪，我想我會的 喜歡你去薩諾維亞旅行
擔任糕點師長 在該處所。
- 我的天啊！
- 聽起來像 這是一項非常艱鉅的工作。
- 不大於服務 你的顧客在這裡 還有飯店！
- 衹是我們太忙了 在麵包店，
我有我的博客，我 實際上正在致力於——
- 艾瑪，我們正在使用你的博客 國際化，親愛的！
（尖叫聲） - 國際的！
（耳語）： 對不起。
- 這是我的提議。
（低聲）：這會買下我們 一個非常好的烤箱。
（清清喉嚨） - 這是一個非常誘人的 號，殿下。
我可以考慮一下嗎？ - 當然。
今晚之前告訴我。 - 哦，那麼幾個小時。好！
- 嗯嗯。告訴我， 那個小傢伙在說話嗎？
- 不。 - 都是你的了。
（笑聲）
-再見！ （艾瑪）：再見…
- 再見。
（呼氣）
我愛她。
國際的！ （笑）
好吧，會出什麼問題嗎？
- 如果供應商搞砸了怎麼辦 訂單？
什麼，如果 烤箱壞了？
我來過這個地方 在你身邊多年。
我知道它就像背面 我的手。會沒事的。
這就是馬丁代爾 出版業正在談論，
走出西村， 生活一點點，
受到啟發！
另外，看看亞歷珊德拉的 哥哥
以及薩諾維亞未來的國王。
唔？單身且尋找 對於一個女王。
（充滿希望的音樂）
- 我的愛情秘訣 不包括王子
或任何工作上的人， 但這並沒有發生
在我出版我的食譜之前。
-我不認為你們 無論如何都會相處的。
他顯然是個花花公子。
而你，你値得一個人 誰欣賞你。
（感傷的音樂）
- 好的，我進來了。 - 哈！是的！
（笑）
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
好吧，怎麼樣？
有馬嗎？ 亨利王子在嗎？
（喘氣） 他騎著馬嗎？
艾瑪！ - 呃，抱歉，不…馬， 沒有亨利，沒有…騎馬的亨利。
- 呃，大杯咖啡 為了布萊恩？
哦，布萊恩。
呃，給你。
- 謝謝。 - 祝你有美好的一天。
哦，還有， 艾瑪打招呼。
- 什麼...你能集中註意力嗎
經營那個地方？
你在關註嗎 我的指示？
- 是的。我是……呃，
是的，我...堅持他們， 呃，認眞的
- 這是新的烤餅食譜嗎？
- 那是什麼？
（模仿靜態聲音）
- 對不起，你們要分手了！
得走了！祝你好運！
- 艾瑪！ 歡迎來到薩諾維亞！
- 是的。哦！ （笑聲）
- 讓我帶你參觀我們的 古色古香的小國 逃離。
- 是的，這…很奇怪， 好的。
謝謝。
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
- 嗯，正如你所看到的， 這個地方需要 有點改頭換面。
你在部落格中說 喜歡經典的你，
嗯，這一家人都喜歡 經典之作。
- 我認為這很迷人。
- 對於博物館。
這個地方卡住了 在一八零零年。
我不衹是說說而已 關於鋪設新地毯。
這是關於迎來 家庭的新時代，
君主制 還有國家！
我希望薩諾維亞成為 全球領導者。
我希望我們的家人能夠擁有 更好的關係 與公民。
我希望我們的名字出現 在泰晤士報
為了我們的人道主義工作，
不衹是在小報上 當亨利被發現時
和另一個愛人。 （笑聲）
我媽媽是第一個 這個國家的統治女王，
雖然我可能會 不持有這個頭銜，
我計劃利用我的學位 來自哈佛大學、牛津大學、
和倫敦學派 經濟學繼續
強勢女性的傳統 在君主政體中。
這是一個很大的原因 我帶你來這裡的，艾瑪。
你的烘焙很精緻，是的， 但我也喜歡你的故事。
- 眞的嗎？我的故事是什麼？
- 白手起家的企業家 和女商人，
處於職業生涯的邊緣 突破。
- 你認為這就是我的故事嗎？
（咯咯笑）
我需要你成為 我的公關女人！
- 說到公關，開始吧 這整個計劃，
我有一個記者 來自侯爵雜誌
整個星期都在下降
寫個人資料 關於家庭。
- 我喜歡侯爵雜誌！
就像《Vogue》雜誌戴著王冠。
（電話鈴聲響起） - 哦，好吧，如果你的烘焙是 一樣好
正如我所期待的那樣 你應該被推薦 在文章中。
- 那眞是太棒了。 - 哦，請原諒。
我必須接受這個。
但請探索一下 您本週的工作空間。
你好！
（深呼氣）
（明亮的音樂）
（笑）
- 哦...
哦！ （笑聲）
哦...
- 打擾一下？ - 呃...對不起，
我沒有意識到我是...
- 麵粉女孩？ - 麵粉打盹？
- 你在這裡做什麼？
- 我被邀請了 由亞歷山德拉公主。
你在這裡做什麼？
- 這是我的房子。
- 你是園丁嗎 或者什麼？
- 園丁為什麼要 使用烤箱嗎？ （清清喉嚨）
- 加熱你的午餐嗎？ 我...我不知道
規則是什麼 對於園丁來說。
- 等等，做了什麼 亞歷珊德拉邀請你來幹嘛？
- 啊，太棒了！ 你們兩個已經認識了。
- 呃，艾莉，這是誰？ 你的朋友嗎？
- 抱歉，艾瑪。
我的兄弟很粗魯嗎？
這似乎是 他的默認性格。
- 你的兄弟？ 那不是亨利。
- 你是對的。
- 這不是恭維。
- 哦，天哪！已經在開玩笑了
多有趣！我有一種感覺 你們兩個要去工作
美妙地在一起。
（兩個都）： 你在說什麼？
- 好吧，奧利，這是艾瑪，
我們的首席糕點師 為了本週的慶祝活動。
這是我的兄弟奧利佛 我們本週的客座廚師。
你們兩個將會一起 創造美味佳餚
為我們的客人留下深刻印像 最重要的記者之一
在歐洲，並設置 民族在一條道路上
具有更大的全球相關性。
- 呵呵，好像是 過於簡化的路徑 外交，不是嗎？
- 我才剛開始， 兄弟。
艾瑪，跟我來吧。
- 你是……王子？
- 驚喜。
（嘎吱嘎吱）
- 啊，艾瑪，請允許我 介紹你
致我們的貴賓。
這是我的父親， 西門王.
- 我的榮幸 見到你，艾瑪。
歡迎來到薩諾維亞。
- 非常感謝您， 陛下。
- 還有我的母親， 伊芙琳女王。
- 你好...你的女王... 我的王后。
- 所以，你是最好的 美國麵包師
亞歷珊卓曾經 正在進行有關。
- 這是一個非常慷慨的 標題，但我想那就是我。
- 亞歷珊德拉，怎麼了 和我們的糕點師
來自奉獻晚會？
他的小酒館擁有米其林星級。
- 正如我所說，母親，
這不僅僅是一個慶祝活動 你和父親，
但這也是一個機會 為我們呈現新鮮、
君主制現代的一面。
- 就其價値而言， 我的麵包店有四星級評級 在 Yelp 上。
- 什麼是... Yelp？
- Yelp 不是一個人嗎？
- 哦...
- 哦，沒關係！
我...我很高興來到這裡
我會確保 這是一個非常特別的時刻
為了你們兩個。
（喘氣） - 說到，
我們必須找些時間 進行面試
與記者。 - 哦，天哪， 那個愚蠢的事情。
我們會在晚餐時討論這件事。
- 很高興認識...
- 很高興認識你。
（嘆氣） - 你也是。
- 嗯，我認為進展順利。
- 如果你這麼說的話。
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
- 這是你的住處。
所以，隨意吧 安定下來
我眞的在尋找 今晚準備吃甜點。
- 那現在是什麼？
- 哦，我們一直都有 晚上七點整吃晚餐的。
- 明白了。好。
- 一會兒見。
不用擔心奧利佛。
他的叫聲比他的咬傷更糟糕。 （電話鈴聲響起）
哦，我必須接受這個。
你好，米格爾！
（輕柔的音樂）
（嘆氣）：好吧…
（呼氣）
哦，斯普塞， 給我力量。
（笑）
有什麼好笑的？
- 哦，你的外套， 它太白了。
從那時起你就穿過它了嗎 烹飪學校畢業？
（清清喉嚨） - 不，我是為了這趟旅行買的
因為我以為我會工作 與專業人士。
- 很抱歉讓您失望了。
- 你在做什麼？
- 燉雉雞。 父親的最愛。
你？ - 胡蘿蔔蛋糕。
- 啊。
- 我可以？
- 做我的客人吧。
你知道，媽媽愛 胡蘿蔔蛋糕。
- 哦，很好。
- 而且她有很高的 其標準。
（笑聲） - 哦，好...
（歡快的音樂）
嗯，你好。
（咯咯笑）
好的。
帶……帶你。
去。
好的。
兩個雞蛋...謝謝。
糖。
(♪)
（嗅）
好的...
哦，不，不，不，不， 不，不，不，不！
- 這是什麼？廚房應該 有你需要的一切。
- 所有測量數據都在這裡 是不同的。
- 哦，對了，你們美國人 堅持使用不相關的
以及像腳這樣的任意術語， 還有碼數和杯子。
- 我所有的測量値都是 在美國，我不知道如何 將湯匙改為克。
=> - 嗯，衹是盯著它看。
（嘲笑） - 呃，不。
- 什麼，你需要使用 你的全球定位系統
每天去上班？
- 我搭地鐵。 - 噢。
- 好的。
呃，愚蠢的電池！
- 這是什麼？ - 沒有什麼。
啊! - 你還好嗎？
- 我很好。
- 好的。
- 能弄清楚這一點。 可以弄清楚這一點。好的。
八……八盎司是一杯。
十六...盎司，好吧。
好的。
來吧，來吧， 來吧，來吧！
-也許如果你盯著它看 更硬一些，煮得更快。
（陶瓷蓋叮噹響）
晚餐已上桌， 家庭！
（定時器響了）
（緊張的音樂）
- 哦。
我不會服務那個 對獵犬來說，
更不用說國王和王后了。
愚蠢的公制！
（沮喪的音樂）
水菓沙拉。水菓 沙拉。水菓沙拉。
水菓沙拉。
好的。
“切成四分之一英寸的片。”
當然。嗯，英寸。
射擊，好吧，嗯...
- 呃哦，已經開始 B 計畫了嗎？
好吧，你最好快點工作。
他們狼吞虎嚥 他們的晚餐。
（嘲諷地）： - 我必須說，
你非常樂於助人。
- 哦！我能為您提供什麼協助？
- 我不需要任何幫助 謝謝。
這個食譜不調用 紅酒。
（笑）
- 啊。 - 啊。
- 我們都經歷過的那一刻 等待。
我相信廚房是 你喜歡嗎？
- 絕對地。
我已經離開淡藍點了 到明亮、有光澤的花盆。
（笑）
無論如何，我決定 來補充奧利佛的——
- 王子…奧利佛。
- 正確的。
我決定補充一下 奧利佛王子的豐盛大餐
用一些輕的東西 和清爽，
所以我準備了一個秋天 収穫水菓混合泳。
- 哦！
- 艾瑪，這太棒了！
和良好的直覺。
我已經很飽了。
- 嗯，所以，麵包師可以切水菓。
- 伊芙琳。
- 好吧，我衹是在期待
麵包師來烘烤。
我早餐吃這個。
- 陛下，抱歉。 患病的 -
- 謝謝你，艾瑪。 這很好吃。
我確信你衹是 入門。
（嘆氣）
- 嗯！精彩的。
- 西蒙.
（憂鬱的音樂）
- 進度如何？ 桃色？
- 哈哈哈。
這一天不能這麼快結束。
- 你看起來很餓。 我帶了一些燉菜給你。
- 謝謝。
嗯。
我眞的是一個很棒的麵包師 你知道？
- 是啊，好吧。
- 淡藍點是 西村的主食
我在那裡烘烤所有東西。
- 好的。
- 我們供應糕點
前往您入住的飯店。
- 哦，這很有趣。
我從未見過悲傷的胡蘿蔔蛋糕
在選單上 當我住在那裡的時候。
- 那是一種異常，好嗎？
您的公制系統 眞的讓我失望了。
- 好吧，也許如果你有 你的鼻子離開筆記本
每隔一段時間， 你會更好
相信你的直覺。
- 看吧，這就是原因 我的麵包店很成功。
完全按照書本的指示進行 完全相同，
每次的結果都很美味。
- 幾乎每次。 - W...所以，什麼，
不允許有食譜嗎？ 這就是你學到的
在任何精緻的烹飪中 你就讀的學校？
- 哦，不。我的父母永遠不會 讓我去上學
為瞭如此卑微的事情 作為烹飪。呵呵。
- 那麼， 你在哪裡學的？
- 這裡和那裡。
- 很好， 你的神秘，
我該去睡覺了。
（清清喉嚨）
- 呃，我要進去了
早上的市場，
拿起一些東西 亞歷珊卓的茶會。
你願意...願意加入我嗎？
- 是的，謝謝。 那太好了。
呃，早上 7:00？
（笑） - 正確的。
麵包師傅與太陽一起昇起。
嗯，那麼什麼都不會開放。
- 哦，對了。
- 上午九點。 - 這是約會！
時間。 上午九點是一個時間。
- 你說得對，這是一個時間。
- 晚安。
- 享受夢想
轉換和測量。
（吸空氣） - 我會。
啊!
（輕柔的音樂）
公制確實如此 更有意義。
（Rachel）：也許吧，但不是嗎？ 逆向行駛 那邊的路？
所以，事情就平衡了。
好的。足夠了... 測量。
告訴我關於奧利佛的事。
- 奧利佛王子很粗魯 和煩人的，
他認為 他非常聰明。
我的意思是他的燉菜很好吃 但他知道這樣很好
這太粗魯了 很煩。
- 是的，聽起來很粗魯 很煩。 - 是的。
我不敢相信我必須分享 整個星期都和他一起在廚房。
- 嗯，他看起來有什麼嗎？ 喜歡他的兄弟？
- 事情進展如何 在那邊？
你在關註嗎 我的指示？
- 是的...我正在關註
艾瑪女王的食譜 為了麵包店的成功。
（敲打爐子）
- 好吧，我知道那是烤箱。 你需要更用力地敲擊它。
- 更難？ - 更難。
（咕噥聲）
（敲門）
哦，天哪，有人 在我家門口。我該怎麼辦？
- 回答吧，怪人。
- 呃！就是這樣。
我要被解雇了。
（平穩呼吸）
晚上好，陛下。
- 你好，艾瑪。
哦，我打擾你了嗎？
我很抱歉打電話來 這麼晚了。
- 不，一點也不。
- 喜歡什麼 你在晚餐時服務。
我想像你已經筋疲力盡 在你所有的旅行之後。
很抱歉我們讓你 直接去上班。
- 哦，這就是我來這裡的原因。
我保證不會改變用途
女王的早餐 剩下的旅程。
（笑） - 太棒了。
我來了 請幫忙。
現在，我想你已經有計劃了
烤什麼 為了週年慶派對，
但我希望你能 幫我一點...
給女王一個驚喜。
- 當然！
- 你熟悉嗎 搭配甜點烤阿拉斯加？
- 嗯嗯。
- 這是女王的 最喜歡的甜點，
我希望， 除了什麼 你正在準備，
你能做到 在聚會中為她服務。
- 絕對地！ 多麼甜蜜的主意。
- 太棒了！ 她會很興奮。
謝謝你，艾瑪。
哦，嗯，我可以說，
我很高興你在工作 和奧利佛相處得很好。
我知道，嗯，這個男孩可以 意志相當堅強。
- 我們是豆莢裡的兩顆豌豆。
- 唔。的確！ 好吧，晚安，艾瑪。
- 晚安， 陛下。
哦...
- 艾瑪！
艾瑪，他走了嗎？
- 是的，他是。
- 他剛剛是說 我認為他說了什麼？
（哀嚎咆哮）
- 哦，是的，他做到了。
- 嗯，那眞是太棒了。
- 為什麼？
（歡快的音樂）
（嘆氣）
（鳥兒鳴叫）
（沮喪的嘆息）
- 早安！ - 早安.
九點了。
實際上是九點零七分。
- 呃，是這樣的。
-我們該走了 到市場？
- 是的，我們是。 我會完成這個。
（含糊其辭地嘀咕）
- 好的拼圖？ - 呃，是的。
（手指敲擊）
（敲擊力道加大）
你能呃...輕一點嗎 請安靜點好嗎？
（點擊嘴唇） - 是的。
（惱怒的嘆息）
（低聲）：好的，我該得到嗎 其中兩個？
（筆點擊）
（點擊加劇）
- 我稍後會完成這個。
- 哦好的！
- 是的。 - 精彩的。
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
所以，我正在做烤餅，
海綿蛋糕、瑪德琳蛋糕、 小蛋糕和一些小點心。
- 漂亮又傳統。
- 就是這樣 你姐姐想要，對吧？
- 當然。 - 好吧，我不知道 這個市場，
但我在想 我需要大約卌五分鐘。
回來車上見你嗎？ - 不考慮任何時間
掙脫麵粉 來自任何人？
- 哈，哈。
你的計劃是什麼？
- 哦，我想我會仔細閱讀 一點點。
先看看有什麼新鮮的？
- 你不知道什麼 你在做嗎？
聚會還有四個小時 和廿五分鐘。
- 我衹是不喜歡製作 可愛的小手指 今天三明治。
所以，我想我知道 我不做的事。
- 這是一個大膽的策略。
- 你知道什麼不是 一個大膽的策略？
盯著那本小書
並錯過了 所有美妙的成份。
- 我沒有錯過， 我衹知道什麼有效
我知道我需要什麼。
- 我猜你不好奇 關於什麼可行，
所以我想好奇心確實 殺了貓。
- 嘿，我是一個好奇的人。
我很好奇 關於很多事情。
我很好奇如何 黑膠唱片工作。
我很好奇是誰決定的 命名橙子，橙子。
但說到烘焙 對於一群皇室貴婦來說，
我把好奇心放在抽屜裡。 我不想再說好奇了。
現在聽起來眞的很奇怪。 - 是的，我很好奇什麼
是如果你可以包括一個 為您的烘焙添加新成份。
- 比如什麼？ - 哦，我不告訴你。
這是一個賭註。是的。
我會選擇一種成份
您必須包括， 我衹會給你
當我們開始做飯時。
- 美好的。當我獲勝時，
你必須告訴我在哪裡 你學會如何做飯
這讓你如此自信。
- 如果我贏了 我可以偷看裡面
那本小書 你是如此依戀。
- 哈！畢竟，你想要 偷看窗簾後面？一言為定。
（歡快的音樂）
（聞）
（嘲笑）
我會在那裡見到你。 我衹是想檢查一下 和亞歷珊卓在一起。
- 是的，我可以接受那些 為你。
=> - 為什麼，謝謝你，好心的先生。
- 我可能很粗魯， 但我是一位紳士。
（笑聲）
- 亞歷珊卓， 這看起來不可思議！
-哦，謝謝。
這衹是一個小小的聚會而已。
- 一切都好嗎？
- 是的！衹是...
媽媽的朋友是 如此特別。
一件小事不合時宜 這就是我所聽到的一切 整個下午。
一旦他們離開，又會再次發生。
媽媽們，對吧？
- 是的。
- 我覺得自己好傻。
我的意思是，我有學位 來自哈佛大學、牛津大學、
和倫敦學派 經濟學，
我在這裡，緊張 關於舉辦茶會。
打擾一下。
- 有趣的是，兩者是平等的 女兒的壓力
為了給她媽媽留下深刻印像 因為有令人印像深刻的地方
一群權貴， 公爵夫人和女王。
- 你會很棒的。
你給一位公主留下了深刻的印像 回到紐約，
而你甚至沒有意識到這一點。
- 我想你是對的。
會很棒的。
- 是的。 - 好吧，我很快就會見到你。
好吧，偉大的即興演奏者，什麼 你決定做了嗎？
市面上有什麼看起來新鮮的東西？
- 哦，我會舉辦茶會 靈感來自於大餅。
- 你在做披薩嗎？
- 完全不同。
- 為何如此？
- 不完全確定。
- 這些女士們不是在期待嗎 手指食物？
亞歷珊德拉似乎想要 超傳統的菜單。
- 艾瑪，你在找 在參加過的人身上
無數的茶會， 無論是眞實的還是想像的，
一切都按照要求 亞歷珊卓.
這些女士吃過
百萬個精緻的小黃瓜 和火雞三明治。
他們需要改變。
相信我。 - 好的。
- 說到改變...
賭註已經開始了。
- 你最好得到 你的起源故事直接。
（歡快的音樂）
（計時器點擊）
你能試試這個嗎？
- 需要多一點糖。
哦！
- 需要更多的目標。
非常好。 - 嗯嗯。
（計時器點擊）
(♪)
- 啊，沒有開心菓。
該死。
- 一切都好嗎？
- 是的。
（呼氣） 好的。
（咀嚼）
（笑聲）
（深呼吸）
（充滿活力的古典音樂）
（嘎吱嘎吱）
（嘆氣）
（嘎吱嘎吱） - 嗯！我已經超越了自己。
它是什麼？
- 我不知道是否 他們喜歡任何東西。
- 嗯，沒有反應 反應很好，相信我。
（擔憂的嘆息）
我見過的唯一一次
這些女士中的任何一個都表現出 正向的情緒是當
休葛蘭來了 亨利的生日。
- 哦，那會很令人興奮。
我衹是希望我沒有搞砸 任何測量値。
- 唔。
（亞歷珊卓）：不可接受！ 完全不能接受。
- 我知道那是 肉桂太多了。
- 哦...不好。
不好。
- 是烤餅嗎？ 它們太潮濕了嗎？
- 你衹需要嘗試一些東西 不同，奧利佛。
- 女士不喜歡嗎？ 他們的小麵包？
- 太辣，太亂， 太……一切。
你知道會發生什麼事嗎
當白色緞面手套接觸時 紅醬？
- 好吧，手套有用 他們的目的和保護 該人的手。
- 不贊成。
（緊張的音樂）
- 如果那些女士無法應對 一片紅辣椒片，
那他們知道什麼 關於食物？
- 我不喜歡那樣，奧利佛。
- 哦，來吧。 - 我是認眞的！
- 你從來沒有... 憤怒的顧客？
- 我當然有， 但不是因為我公然 無視他們。
- 啊，別擔心。 你不會被解僱 類似的事情。
- 聽著，我想做得更好 而不是僅僅沒有被解僱。
這是最大的機會 我的生活。
如果我表現好，我就會被安排 該雜誌
我終於可以得到 我的食譜出版了，
那是我的夢想 自從...
聽著，我知道這不是 對你來說意味著什麼
而你衹是在玩玩 在這個廚房裡，但是這是—
- 不，這意味著什麼 對我來說也是如此。
- 好吧，你不是在演戲 喜歡它。
（嘆氣） - 好的。這衹是我的一生
亨利一直都是 金童，
亞歷珊卓一直都是 成績優異者，
而我一直...沒什麼，
你知道，卡在中間。
當我發現在做飯的時候 我找到了我的身份。
- 那很好，對吧？
- 在廚房工作不是 經過考慮的
一種特別皇家的追求，
所以我想我一直在努力 證明我的家人錯了
很長一段時間以來，這...
可能導致我做飯 辛辣、凌亂的披薩
對於一群 非常得體的女士們。
- 我想有很多烤的 對我們倆都從事這項工作。
哦，說到烘焙， 你能保守秘密嗎？
- 艾瑪，我是皇室成員。 這是我的脫氧核糖核酸。
- 國王有要求 特別驚喜的甜點
為了週年慶派對， 烤阿拉斯加。
- 噢，多麼美國。 - 等我試試看。
如果你以為今天是 一場災難…
- 哦，艾瑪，偉大的美國人 麵包師，有弱點嗎？
- 嘿，我已經嘗試過了， 但它是冰淇淋，它是蛋糕，
它正在融化，它著火了。 應該是違法的！
- 好吧，也許如果你有你的 把鼻子從筆記本上伸出來…
- 哦，不，不，不。 有一個可寫、可步進 這個食譜，
我衹是還沒有 還沒弄清楚。
- 嗯，如果你這麼說的話。
- 但我想我可以用 一些幫助
在弄清楚的過程中 部門？
- 我能做到。
- 做某事很有趣 今天不同了。
- 我想你可以說出我們的賭註 結果更平了。
- 那麼，別想了 以此作為獎品，
將其更多地視為一種感謝
為了把我拖出去 我的舒適圈。
- 如果你決定的話 寫下一些東西。
- 謝謝。
- 嘿，這個怎麼樣？
不如我教你如何 寫一個合適的食譜
對於一個大團體，你幫助我 和我的烤阿拉斯加？
- 一言為定。
- 是的？
（門吱吱作響）
- 奧利佛，是時候了 接受您的採訪。
（輕柔的音樂）
- 哦。
皇家職責召喚。
稍後見？
- 是的，我會把你記下來。
（笑） - 好的。
（嘆氣）
- 奧利佛，這是哈洛拉 侯爵雜誌的辛克萊。
- 很高興認識你， 殿下。
- 喔不，請叫我奧利佛。
- 哈洛拉同意了 不包括
茶會事故 在她的作品中。
- 她多麼仁慈啊。
哦，姐姐別擔心， 我不會玷汙家族的名譽 記錄在案。
（笑聲） - 當然不是。
我就讓你去吧！ - 嗯嗯。
- 那麼，奧利佛，你感覺如何 關於你的兄弟成為 國王？
- 哦...哦，好吧， 我們跳...
我們馬上跳進去。 嗯...
呃，好吧...
我認為亨利會做出 一位出色的國王。
（嘎吱嘎吱）
（輕柔的音樂）
- 對不起。你去嗎 吃這個？
我餓壞了。
每次我嘗試去吃的時候 在聚會上，
有人拉我 進入另一個談話。
- 我眞的非常非常抱歉 關於開心菓。
- 艾瑪，我應該是 道歉。
它們是一種有趣的繁榮。 而我衹是...
你所謂的存在是什麼 因飢餓心情不好？
- 杭格里？
- 哈格里！是的！
我很餓。
而且...我也生奧利佛的氣 因為如此固執
還有……哈洛拉見證 一切都不太好。
- 知道了。 - 但最令人沮喪的是 艾瑪的一部份是…
所有那些女人都衹是看著我
就像我這麼漂亮，小 夢想找到的公主
王子和主持 我一生都在茶會。
我會讓你知道，我有 哈佛大學、牛津大學學位——
- 倫敦學派 經濟學。
- 確切地！而且我還帶來了更多 對這個家庭來說比八卦更重要
關於誰的婚禮 平庸的
或醜聞 從五十年前開始。
或者說我為什麼不結婚。
- 好吧，我無法想像 這對你來說很難
尋找愛情興趣。
- 我沒時間！
我的意思是，當然， 我...希望有一天能找到愛情，
但這衹是... - 衹是你的食譜裡沒有 為了目前的成功？
- 確切地。
前行，衹要堅持 你在麵包店做的東西。
別讓奧利佛得到 在你的皮膚下
並做出一些令人髮指的事情。
你的烘焙很棒
這正是我想要的 大家來體驗 在聚會上。
- 絕對地。明白了。
- 現在，去聽聽什麼 我媽媽想到了聚會。
（笑聲）
- 玩得開心？
- 我很高興你在這裡，艾瑪。
（輕柔的音樂）
（嘎吱嘎吱）
- 嗯！
- 呃，你會在乎嗎 再喝點茶嗎？
- 嗯，不，謝謝。
那麼，你最喜歡什麼 關於成為王子？
- 呃，好吧，制服的 相當悶,
所以絕對不是那樣。
雖然，我確實可以攜帶 用於某些儀式的劍。
有很多皇家 責任
衹需要出現 在奉獻和儀式上，
慶典，我不喜歡。
媒體給我取了個綽號 憂鬱的那個。
嗯... （清清喉嚨）
我確實享受慈善事業 不過，有點。
我很感激我能夠 環遊世界
並遇見所有不同的人 各種各樣的人 來自不同的背景。
盡我所能幫助他們 不過我可以。
我想你可能會說，
我很感激有 幫助別人的特權，
如果這有任何意義的話。
- 精彩的。 我們就此結束。
謝謝你，奧利佛。
- 嗯，說到特權，
我正在和這個女人一起工作 艾瑪.
她是一個很棒的糕點 來自美國的廚師。
我等不及要看什麼 她做飯
為了週年紀念聚會。
我想你會想要 寫一篇關於她的文章。
（笑聲） - 我會確保保存 甜點的空間。
（笑聲）
（輕柔的音樂）
（嘆氣）
（鳥兒鳴叫）
- 早晨的巔峰！ 準備好寫一些食譜了嗎？
- 我們需要 一個更大的杯子。
- 好吧，什麼是 我們從？
- 我在想博洛尼亞肉醬。
我們可以買到新鮮的肉 以及市場上的蔬菜。
- 好。把它寫下來。
- 正確的。 （尷尬的笑聲）
- 你在幹什麼？
-哦，我衹是看到 我們擁有什麼。
- 不，不，不，不， 你正在寫下 你想放入什麼。
- 正確的。
- 在那裡。
- 呃哈。
- 這將是漫長的一天。
- 這就是我們早起的原因。
- 好吧，嗯... 青椒。
- 嗯嗯，聽起來不錯。
（鼓舞人心的音樂）
唔。好的。
看到這個了嗎？這兩個... 還有那個。
不，讓我們再試一次。
（清清喉嚨）
- 貝克巧克力。 大錯誤。 - 是的。
- 別忘了寫下來。
- 正確的。
(♪)
- 是的？ （笑聲） - 嗯嗯。
- 五、四、三、二…
（笑）
是的。
- 哦，小心點。 - 不！得到！
你會... （笑）
你好！ （緊張的笑聲）
- 哦，你好。
唔。
- 不錯的選擇。
哦，我的天啊。
（鬆了口氣） - 關閉。 - 是的。
- 那麼，你覺得怎麼樣？
- 請原諒我的法語，
但我覺得這個菜單很不錯 一些嚴重的屁股。
- 一些嚴重的... “庫爾。”
- 「卡爾」。
- “Cul-l-l.”
我認為... （清清喉嚨）
國王和王后將 認可這個菜單。
- 你不認為 太安全了？
- 嗯，我想 它是當代的，
但它尊重傳統 而且，最重要的是，
很好吃。
- 謝謝。
- 你成功了
類似味道的醬汁 連續兩次。
看看你寫的時候會發生什麼 事情下降了？
陛下，一致性是 遊戲的名稱。
- 廚師，你是對的，廚師。
- 哦，不，這太奇怪了， 不可愛。
-哦，所以你認為 我……可愛嗎？
- 不，我說弓是 主動不可愛。
我沒這麼說 你默認很可愛。
- 是的，當然。
（清清喉嚨）
好吧，我們要嫑買一些 新鮮空氣
當你完美烘焙時 阿拉斯加放在冰箱裡嗎？
（深呼氣） - 是的。
嗯...
（笑聲）
- 你是這麼告訴我的 世界上最好的披薩是 在康乃狄克州紐黑文？
- 別敲它 直到你嘗試過。
- 哦，我一定會嘗試一下 如果我曾經在那個地區
因為我無法想像還有什麼 我會在紐黑文做 康乃狄克州。
- 那是耶魯大學所在的地方。
-哦，亞歷珊德拉沒有 告訴你，
我們比較像是哈佛、牛津，
倫敦政經學院 一種家庭。
- 所以我聽說過。
那麼，你最喜歡的是哪裡 披薩店？
一些著名的米其林星級 意大利廚師？
- 嗯，這是在意大利，
披薩的誕生地， 我可能會補充一點，
但這遠非幻想。
- 呃，遠非想像中的那樣 衹是意味著沒有白色桌布。
- 塔奇。
我和我的家人都在 這項人道主義使命
在這個小鎮上， 就在米蘭郊外。
我還去散步，
我被特別告知 不做。
現在，我迷路了。
我閒逛了幾個小時
和時間， 直到我終於發現
這個牆上的小洞 餐廳，沒有任何標誌。
現在，我衹想要一杯 水，
但主人卻拿走了 一看我
他給我切了一塊新的 直接從烤箱取出的披薩，
這是最好的事情 我曾經嚐過。
而我卻飢腸轆轆， 所以那可能有一些東西 與它有關，但是...
（計時器嘎嘎作響）
- 哦，天哪。
- 關鍵時刻。
- 是的。
這裡什麼也沒有發生。
啊!
啊，好吧。
好的。
- 香草是...
香草-y。 - 為什麼我做不到這一點？
我遵循一切直到T， 甚至是我筆記上的筆記。
（嘆氣）
（輕柔的音樂）
- 我該怎麼辦 與此有關？
- 任何你想要的。
瞧，你教我的 堅持的重要性
劇本，但有時，
你眞的有 把它扔到一邊。
那裡的那個斑點有
成為最好的事物的能力 你曾經嚐過。
但你無法到達那裡
測量拉伸多遠 或扔多高。
這……一切都取決於感覺。
你試試。
- 我想我還沒準備好 丟麵團呢。
嗯，我試試編辮子？
- 不。
- 什... （嘲笑）
- 沒有思考。
不計較，就放手吧。
（笑聲）
(♪)
- 你在這方面很擅長。
- 嗯，我有很多練習。
亞歷珊卓總是求我
給她編辮子 當我們還是孩子的時候。
我從來沒想過會 派上用場了。
- 現在，哪個童年 回憶將會湧入 我的烤阿拉斯加方便嗎？
- 嗯...呃，
也許是亨利和我的時候
建造了火堡和雪堡，
他的夾克著火了。
（笑）
（亨利）：餵？我在這裡 為了一場皇家盛宴？
- 那是誰？
- 亨利.
（清清喉嚨）
（關鍵音樂）
- 噢，眞是一個美妙的驚喜！
- 嗯，好吧，我在摩納哥 我想，
「我在這裡做什麼？ 我可以度過美好的時光
之前與國王和王后 他們的盛大慶祝活動？
- 令人愉快。
- 歡迎回家，兒子。 - 謝謝你，爸爸。
王子首席執行官。 （笑）
留住大家 執行任務並檢查？
- 啊，盡我所能。
- 小兄弟。 你好嗎，奧利？
很高興見到你。
看來你還沒有被燒傷 這個地方還沒落下。
- 不，衹是等待 你的到來
所以我可以把責任歸咎於你。 - 哈，哈！觸摸。
這是誰？
- 呃，這是艾瑪•莫頓，
我們出色的首席麵包師 這週。
一路從美國過來。
- 很高興製作 你的熟人，莫頓小姐。
- 哦。哦！
- 我是亨利王子。
- 我很高興做 你的熟人。
我是艾瑪。
呃，抱歉，你知道這一點。 嗯，我……眞是一團糟。
- 你看起來迷人，
特別是考慮到這一事實 你正在承擔雙重職責。
你一邊做菜一邊照顧孩子。 （笑聲）
（尷尬的笑聲）
- 亨利，你願意加入我們嗎
為了今晚的奉獻？
-我不知道這是做什麼用的
但我致力於 這個家庭如此，絕對是如此。
（女王）：奧利佛，現在是 家庭事務。
我想要你 也參加。
- 呃，好吧，我有 還有一些準備工作——
- 你會處理的。
我沒心情做 你缺席的藉口
- 如你所願，媽媽。
- 你繼續吧。 我可以清理。
陛下……是……
- 很高興見到你，艾瑪。 - 同樣地。
打擾一下。
（異想天開的音樂）
（冰淇淋溢出來）
迷人的。
（Rachel）：好的，把它擺盤。
亨利王子來得早嗎？
（笑聲） - 完全未經宣佈。
- 唔。
好像從來沒有這樣 發生在他身上。
好吧，告訴我一切。
- 瑞秋，我跟他談過了 大約卅秒。
他很...
未來的王者。
- 嗯嗯。 而且很帥。
- 他的英俊無可挑剔， 這是肯定的，
但我感到有些緊張 但在他和奧利佛之間。
——兄弟就是這樣。
他們可能正在閒逛
就在我們說話的時候。
（収銀機叮叮聲）
（平靜的古典音樂）
（重重嘆息）
- 嗯...
（深呼氣）
柳橙和白巧克力，
藍莓薑、 咖啡和金合歡種子。
柳橙和白巧克力， 藍莓薑、咖啡 和金合歡種子。
（深呼吸）
（嘆氣）
(♪)
（嘆氣）
- 嘿。
- 你好。
- 那看起來不像 例如烤阿拉斯加。
（笑）
- 這是...
我不知道你會怎樣 呼喚它，但讓它讓我平靜
當我感到壓力或害怕時。
- 粗麵粉。
（笑）
- 你抓住了我 在紐約糟糕的一天。
- 唔。
- 當我還小的時候， 我以前和媽媽一起烘焙。
她... 一位不可思議的麵包師傅。
有一天，我堅持要做 舒芙蕾，透過舒芙蕾，
我的意思是結合佈朗尼混合， 蛋糕粉和粗麵粉。
（笑）
- 我媽媽也同意了
因為她是最好的。
- 你一直說「是」。
- 我十三歲時她往生了。
- 哦。
艾瑪，我……對不起。
- 謝謝。
沒關係。
我在麵包店用她的食譜
這讓我覺得 靠近她。
我想這就是我堅持的原因 我的鼻子在我的筆記本上 一直。
我衹是已經習慣了堅持 食譜，她的食譜。
我想這樣的想法 已成功
在我的一生中， 安全、測量
並且有條理，例如...
如果我做了一些不同的事情 我會失去她。
- 這是完全可以理解的。
（情緒化的笑聲）
（深吸氣）
- 好吧，準備好了。
- 烤箱關了。
- 哦，我們學得很快
這不會發生 在烤箱裡。
- 啊。 （笑聲）
嗯。 - 嗯。
- 這太好了。
你必須服務這個 在週年紀念聚會上。
- 不，我不能。 這，這很奇怪，
煮得不好， 我認為這不合適 與任何東西。
- 適合你自己。
（笑）
- 唔。
我喜歡這裡 夜裡這個時候。
- 你會爬行嗎 在半夜 經常？
- 這就是當 我學會了做飯。
- 眞的嗎？ - 是的。
我熱愛烹飪 來自宮廷廚師魯本。
他曾經工作到很晚 一夜，又一夜，
我下了王子的命令 他教我如何製作 烤起司
唔。我為自己感到驕傲。
我的意思是，另一個皇室 孩子幾乎無法倒水 一碗麥片粥。
- 我敢打賭他們很嫉妒。
- 呃，他們取笑我。
假裝像 我為他們工作過，但是...
我不在乎。
烹飪是如此有趣，而且， 又凌亂又創意，
完全相反 皇室生活。
去那裡成了我的夢想 去烹飪學校
並開一家餐館，
但後來我被抓住了 在我的關係中
和一位公主 而那些夢想就這樣破滅了。
然後我們就開始聊天 關於婚姻和...
突然那些渴望打開
一家餐廳被洪水淹沒 回來。
而她的反應也不太好。
她想活下去 傳統的皇室生活
她把它打斷了。
造成了很大的裂痕 我們的家人之間，
以及我和我的家人之間。
- 這個故事的結局如何？
- 感覺就像是這樣 我最後一次向他們證明的機會
我是認眞的想成為一名廚師。
- 別說 這是你最後的機會了。
他們最終是你的家人 當天，他們愛你。
但也許現在是這樣 是告訴他們的好時機。
我的意思是，這總是個好主意
告訴人們如何 你眞的有感覺吧？
- 這是。
（幸福的嘆息）
- 我想又到了我的睡覺時間了。
（笑聲）
- 我要看菜單
睡前多做幾次。
- 你需要摸摸你的鼻子 每次都擺脫那件事 一會兒。
（笑）
- 艾瑪...
明天是... 會很棒的。
- 這是。
晚安。
- 晚安。
（浪漫音樂）
（嘆氣）
- 你正在振作起來 最後一刻的食譜？
-哦，沒有什麼適合你的 擔心。
你感覺怎麼樣？
（深吸氣） - 好的。
興奮的。準備好。 你呢？
- 我也是。
呃，我以為之後 品嚐，
你和我可以去—— （亨利）：早安，廚師們！
- 早上好，亨利。
- 我們欠什麼 高興嗎？
- 嗯，我聽說有 一個重要事件
發生在今天下午。
某種品嚐。
我想給你 公平警告
我會出席。
- 太棒了。
- 有問題嗎，奧利？
我不應該是 在評選委員會上？
- 一點也不。衹是，我當時 衹準備三個人的飯菜，
所以我得去市場 並得到更多的東西。
- 早安，廚師們。
天哪，我們有自己
一個小廚房財團。
我們按計劃進行，是嗎？
- 好吧，我得走了 到市場並獲得 還有一些物品。
- 奧利，哈洛拉是 即將抵達 進行第二次面試。
-完全忘記了 關於那個，嗯...
- 我可以去市場 為了你，奧利。
- 眞的嗎？但你沒有嗎 你還準備做什麼嗎？
- 我會處理的。
- 我會很高興
護送你進城。
- 呃...
艾瑪已經 到城裡，所以——
- 這眞的不是麻煩事。 - 我堅持。
我就是原因 畢竟是為了這個差事。
另外，我喜歡散步 通過城鎮。
融入人群一段時間。
（笑聲）
- 謝謝你，亨利。 呃，我們十點後出發？
- 完美的。 我會在九點準備好。
（尷尬的笑聲）
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
我說， 「那是最後一次
我徒步阿爾卑斯山 穿著沙漠靴。
（笑）
- 一定會變得困難 到處都被認可？
- 大部份情況都很好。
僅有職業危害
當我在做某事時 我不應該這樣做。
- 喜歡健行 穿錯靴子了？
- 確切地。 （笑）
說到職業 危險，
怎麼樣？ 和我沉思的兄弟？
- 我們開始工作了 在一起眞的很好。
我認為國王和王后 會很高興
透過我們正在烹飪的東西。
- 嗯，那太好了 聽到。
希望這會有所幫助 奧利佛
得到這個幻想的飛行 脫離他的系統。
- 你是什麼意思？ - 我確信奧利佛已經告訴過你了
他的夢想是成為 一名廚師，
但你必須明白的是 奧利佛有悠久的歷史 的興趣
那是他的熱情 直到他們不再。
- 好的。 - 小時候，他喜歡 射箭，然後是足球，
然後是木工， 然後是鼓。
當任何事情變得太困難時， 他衹會放棄。
- 每個孩子都會經歷不同的階段。
三年級時，我想成為 流行歌星/太空人。
- 這一直持續著 作為一個成年人。
於是，媽媽就堅持
奧利佛做飯 為了黨。
我相信這是她的方式 加速不可避免的事情。
- 哪個是？
- 好吧，奧利佛會 最終找到職業
當廚師太難了 終於明白了
接受他的皇室身份。
（假笑）
- 為什麼你告訴我這個？
- 我愛我的兄弟，
但我不想看到你得到 以奧利為代價受傷，
專業或其他方面。
出於自私，我想要他 當我成為國王時，在我身邊。
（笑聲）
- 哦，這麼晚了， 我們該回去了。
- 當然。
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
- 對不起。 抱歉我來晚了。
啊，看看這個。
- 我以為我會成為你的 副主廚一點點。
- 謝謝。 我眞的很感激
再次抱歉。 - 不，我印像深刻。
看來亨利還會畫畫 最堅定迅速的人 落後於計劃。
- 我已經盡力了。
- 一切都好嗎？
- 是的。是的，我們應該得到 去工作。
開車進城的路上，
我讀過一篇關於 世界上最好的披薩，
猜猜哪個城市 康乃狄克州上榜了嗎？
- 你不能相信一切 你在網路上閱讀。
（電話鈴聲響起） - 唔。
面試進行得怎麼樣？
怎麼了？
- 對不起，
本來不想看的， 它衹是……突然出現。
- 哦，天哪，奧利佛。 這是非常錯誤的。
我...我本來想告訴你-- - 你好，廚師們。
哈洛拉已準備好射擊。 我們按計劃進行嗎？
哦，媽媽和爸爸有 之後立即離開—— - 我們按計劃進行。
- 出色的。
- 我們開始吧？ - 我 -
（嘆氣）
（憂鬱的音樂）
呃...是的。好的。
嗯... （清清喉嚨）
好的。
（相機快門捕捉）
- 來個特寫。 嗯嗯。
- 哦，抱歉。 - 打擾一下。
（緊張的笑聲）
- 你需要烤箱嗎？
- 不，謝謝你，嗯...
- 對不起。
- 怎麼樣了？ 一切看起來都很棒。
- 呃...好吧。
嗯，抱歉，我衹是... 我眞的需要集中註意力。
- 當然。
（相機快門按下）
會很棒的。
（清清喉嚨）
- 哇，看看這一切，嗯？
- 哦。
- 奧利，你躲起來了嗎
魯本在那邊嗎？
（笑） - 我可以保證他不是。
- 呃，已經過去了 開胃小菜,
我們有蘑菇燉肉
放在脆玉米粥上 配上孔德起司。 - 唔。
- 防風草包裹的惡魔 在馬背上，
以及西班牙風格的 番茄吐司。
- 嗯！ - 嗯嗯。
- 奧利佛，這些眞好吃！
- 哦，一流的，兒子。
- 西班牙吐司是 埃爾馬諾，穆伊布埃諾。
- 這會非常有效 很好，親愛的。
- 好。嗯，首先 當然，呃，我已經準備好了
Prima Piatti，以紀念 母親和父親的
最喜歡去的國家。
左邊，我們有一個麵疙瘩 在芝麻菜羅勒香蒜醬中。
中間是梨餛飩 奶油醬中。
而在右邊， 我們有意大利麵條
質樸的博洛尼亞語。
- 哦，這有多聰明？
（清清喉嚨） - 嗯，說到意大利...
（女王）：嗯。 - 威尼斯嘉年華
今年是一個夢想。 - 嗯。 - 哦。
（笑）
- 哦！ - 嗯。嗯...
（咳嗽） 嗯。
- 哦，我有一個小梨子 裡面有種子。
- 咳咳，我想 它缺少一些東西。
- 或有太多 某事？
- 好像兩者都是 未煮熟，也燒焦了。
- 嗯，意大利麵很有嚼勁 還有嗯...
我很抱歉 如果我把肉煮過頭了。
- 我們可以繼續第二次嗎？
在這裡，我們有一塊羊排 帶著印度風情。
（國王）：啊哈！ - 那是芹菜根泥
和燒焦的西蘭花 陪伴。
（好奇的音樂）
（咳嗽）
（清嗓子）
- 唔。 - 唔。
- 就像你在帶我一樣 在環遊世界的旅程中，
但在廣告上 中途停留的航班。
（笑）
（國王）：對不起，
我必須送你孩子嗎 到你的房間嗎？
- 對不起。
- 我很抱歉。 我還在調整食譜。
- 我昨天嚐過 這太棒了。
- 奧利佛，你不能指望我 服務
實驗美食 致我們的客人。
- 當然不是。
嗯，衹是這樣——
- 我們繼續吃甜點吧？
- 嗯，我會喜歡的。
- 我衹是做好了準備 為三個人做飯。
如果亨利沒有出現 那也許嗯...
- 奧利佛，你會做飯
對很多人來說 很快。
額外的 1 人不是
最大的藉口 在這種情況下。
- 這是一場充滿激情的表演， 我的孩子。
我相信你會得到它 一切都及時搞定 為了黨。
- 謝謝你，父親。嗯...
謝謝大家， 感謝您的建設性批評。
- 停止。
（好奇的音樂）
- 嗯...
- 嗯...所以，我已經準備好了
給你一些不同的蛋糕 取樣，
柳橙和白巧克力 奶油蛋糕，
咖啡和金合歡種子 萊明頓蛋糕,
和藍莓薑 馬斯卡彭起司蛋糕。
- 啊。 - 嗯！嗯！
嗯嗯！ - 嗯。
- 這些太棒了，艾瑪。 太棒了！
（滿足的嘆息）
嗯！ - 啊！
- 我可能給了自己 一堆空洞。
我吃了這麼多這個 在紐約。
- 嗯！ - 嗯！
- 我想去 使用第一個選項。
眞好吃，艾瑪。
你的聲譽是當之無愧的。
- 聽聽，聽聽看！
- 謝謝您，陛下。 - 嗯！ - 嗯！
- 這個是神聖的。 - 嗯！太棒了！太棒了！太棒了！
（笑）
- 享受。
- 她選了奶油嗎？
- 是的。
- 唔。始終是個傳統主義者。
我甚至不知道我為什麼要煩惱。
- 沒那麼糟。
- 哦，是的，是的。
- 奧利佛那張照片 我和亨利…
- 不，你不需要解釋。
- 但我覺得 就像我一樣，因為...
- 因為...
因為就是這樣，艾瑪。
我有機會證明他們錯了
向他們表明我是認眞的 關於成為一名廚師，
我被羞辱了。 - 奧利佛，對不起。
- 同時你就走了 與……與亨利一起嬉戲。
- 不，我是來城裡找你的。
- 沒關係，都是我的錯。
第一次被我忽略 我的直覺，這就是發生的事情。
- 你是什麼意思？
- ……僵硬， 缺乏生命，
把每件事都寫下來。
那、那不是我。 這就是你。
在你出現之前， 我永遠不會
如此慌亂到了這個地步 因某件事而失敗
小到... 由於日程緊張。
- 我衹是想幫忙。
- 我知道，我很感激， 但...
也許這是一個錯誤。
所有這一切。
（令人心碎的音樂）
- 我去跟他談談。
（呼吸顫抖）
奧利！
- 那不是 你最好的表現。
- 我知道。對不起， 這衹是...
- 你還好嗎？
- 艾瑪不値得這樣。
- 發生了什麼事？
- 嗯，本質上， 我責怪她
為什麼我搞砸了 品嚐，嗯，嗯...
我對此感到非常沮喪。
- 天啊。奧利，這就是為什麼 我們封鎖了該網站。
還記得他們聲稱的時候 媽媽是蜥蜴？
- 我知道。我知道。
- 很可能沒什麼。
捏造的。
- 或者再一次， 亨利撲了上去，
讓世界屈服於他的意志 並得到他想要的任何東西。
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
- 奧利...
- 我會和她談談。
- 好的。
我在菜單上簽字 為了明天的聚會。
- 眞的嗎？
- 我看到了很多 那裡的潛力。
這會很棒的。
現在來吧。
- 然後，他說 這都是一個大錯誤
他衝了出去。
（瑞秋）：天哪，艾瑪。 聽起來很糟。
- 我感覺很糟。
要是我早點回來就好了
或者……或者沒有試圖讓他 完全按照我的方式做事。
- 決不。 嫑責怪自己！
你沒有報名參加這個活動。
你去那裡烘烤 一些蛋糕
幾天后， 你出現在小報上。
- 哦，我已經陷入困境了 在家庭劇中。
我甚至沒有想過 博客或我的食譜一次。
- 我想知道這是為什麼？
- 你為什麼這麼說 就這樣？
- 艾瑪！
快點！你有感情
對於奧利佛.
- 挫敗感， 或許。
他讓我發瘋。喜歡...
我該怎麼辦 亨利告訴我什麼了？
我的意思是，我覺得自己像個騙子
如果我不說什麼 對奧利佛來說，
但我覺得 如果我這樣做的話，我就是在干涉。
- 我的意思是，那就是 一個棘手的情況。
- 我該說什麼？
「亨利告訴我，你的整個 家人衹是在等待
並希望這位廚師 要經過的階段，
因為每個其他階段都有， 因為你永遠無法承諾 對任何事”？
（嘆氣） 是的，我玩得很開心 在市場上。
這不是我的錯 亨利既有趣又迷人。
但是……奧利佛也是如此。
他眞的很喜歡我的舒芙蕾。
- 艾瑪，你不讓任何人 嚐嚐你的舒芙蕾。
（呻吟聲） - 好吧，好吧。
我喜歡他。
（尖叫聲）
- 你太喜歡他了！
- 我把它 暫緩
直到聚會結束後。
- 這麼多的感受。
（呻吟聲）
（憂鬱的音樂）
（嘆氣）：好吧。
嘿！哦，我以為 你是亨利。
- 艾瑪，我們有一個問題。
奧利佛離開了。
- 進城？
- 他已經離開小鎮了！ - 你是什麼意思？
- 奧利佛辭職！他不會是 為明天的活動做飯！
- 什麼？為什麼？
- 我不知道。
他衹留下了一張紙條，上面寫著 他很抱歉，
但他不屬於這裡 這就是最好的 對於每個人。
- 這是眞的嗎？ 他已經飛出籠子了嗎？
- 看來是這樣。
- 哇，眞可惜。
我的意思是，這並不令人震驚， 但這是一種恥辱。
（嘆氣） - 我知道奧利佛可能很輕浮，
但這超出了我的意願 永遠對他抱持期望。
艾瑪，他要去 和你說話。
發生什麼事了嗎？
-你告訴他了嗎 我告訴你什麼了？
- 當然不是。
- 亨利，你告訴她什麼了？
- 嗯，你知道， 母親有點堅持
你僱奧利佛做飯。
- 而這樣的結果 是不是完全出乎意料？
- 亨利，那是傳聞 到了我無法——
——我沒有告訴他！
- 我本來可以告訴他的 偶然。
我告訴我的朋友雷切爾 昨晚在我房間講的。
- 我沒有時間做這件事。
我需要找人做飯
為我們的客人 廿四小時通知。
亨利，去找你哥哥。
艾瑪…
節省你的能量 為了明天。
這一天剩下的時間請假。
我們的客人可能有 額外的甜點空間。
（令人心碎的音樂）
（重重嘆息）
- 哦！晚安, 陛下。
- 皇家手續是 穿著睡衣時暫停。
（緊張的笑聲）
當奧利佛還是個孩子的時候，
他會很晚才來這裡 晚上去幫助魯本，
我們的主廚。
我想也許 他回來了。
- 我眞的很抱歉他離開了。
我覺得這是我的錯。
- 奧利佛在表演 憑著他的衝動
早在您抵達之前， 親愛的。
- 是的，我已經明白了。
- 我不知道在哪裡 我們錯了
事情發展到這一步。
- 我可以按照
與你的暫停 皇家儀式？
- 您可以。
- 也許是這個原因 奧利佛不堅持
他嘗試的事情是 他感覺像 你不同意他們。
- 我不知道在哪裡 他會明白的。
- 這衹是...
亨利告訴我 奧利佛長大了，然後，
在這裡待了一週， 看起來就像——
- 當奧利佛想要成為 鼓手，
我們買了最好的鼓 男孩可能需要的套件。
當他提到烹飪時 學校，我們沒有禁止。
當時間到了 對黨來說，
我沒有命令亞歷珊德拉 僱用他希望他會失敗。
我建議她選擇他 希望他能成功。
- 我衹是...我覺得 差距很大
在寬容與支持之間， 你知道？
- 繼續。
- 奧利佛衹想要你 為他感到驕傲。
- 我為他感到驕傲。
- 但是，陛下，也許吧 奧利佛不喜歡這樣。
對不起。
- 沒有人跟我說過話
在相當長的一段時間內都是如此。
- 我道歉。 我，我——
- 我需要聽聽。
我太習慣表達了 我自己透過我的行動。
我建一個社區中心
向市民展示 我關心他們。
我奉獻一尊雕像 向某人致敬——
- 那就是你的愛情語言。
但我認為奧利佛需要 不同的東西。
如果有一件事 他教我的，
就是有超過 達到同一目標的一種方法。
- 嗯，這個廚房儲備充足
看來有很多教訓。
（輕柔的音樂）
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
- 早安. - 艾瑪！這是個大日子。
非常令人興奮！
會很棒，對吧？
- 哦，呃，這是魯本。
註意健康的光澤。
我們把他從海灘上拉了出來 假期來這裡。
- 我對此感到很興奮。
（緊張的笑聲） - 魯本很搞笑。
你會看到的。
所以，魯本將製作 傳統的薩諾維亞餐點。
我們能做的最好的 在短時間內通知。
但沒有人能像他一樣做到這一點。
- 這是有道理的。
- 你會做嗎 白巧克力和橘子 奶油蛋糕？
或三者皆有， 正如亨利所建議的？
-呃，我還沒看過 自從品嚐這件事以來。
是的，女王確實選擇了
橘色和白巧克力 奶油。
（輕柔的音樂）
（奧利佛）：我的愛情秘訣 總是在改變、重新排列，
添加東西。
我可以帶什麼？
它會動態地自行編寫。 沒有計劃，它就死了。
你需要樂趣和信任， 還有笑聲和麵包皮。
你大驚小怪。 你沒有意識到
你正在按照食譜做菜
為了愛，直到他們離開。
你意識到， 帶著淚水的眼睛，
燃燒的內心，那 它們是你的秘密成份。
- 艾瑪！
- 對不起，什麼？
- 蛋糕？
- 計劃改變。
我正跑去市場。
- 為了什麼？ - 任何看起來新鮮的東西。
你好！再見！
- 她怎麼了？
（充滿希望的音樂）
呵呵。
（含糊不清的喋喋不休）
（嘎吱嘎吱）
(♪)
- 奧利佛先生？
- 是的。 - 電話。
- 謝謝。
你好？
（深呼氣） - 讓我們這樣做吧。
（歡快的音樂）
（喘氣） 亞歷珊卓，你看起來很漂亮。
-哦，謝謝你！
我們在這裡過得怎麼樣？
- 太棒了！
- 呃，魯本，
你的薩諾維亞盛宴正在尋找 與我記憶中的有很大不同。
- 啊。這些是一些有趣的 我的王子門徒的選擇。
我受到啟發 讓他們嘗試一下。
- 哦。
（笑）
這是什麼的一部份
媽媽決定了？
- 不是，但每個人都是 會喜歡它的。
我保證。
- 好的。
奧利佛似乎被擦掉了 對每個人來說。
多有趣。
如果我沒有做好準備 最後兩個小時，
我會拔掉我的頭髮。
- 亞歷珊卓， 會很棒的。
相信我。
- 好的。
（富麗堂皇的古典音樂）
（咯咯笑）
- 謝謝。
好吧，你成功了，姐姐。
- 看來是這樣。
- 食物很精緻。
事實證明，奧利可能知道 他到底在做什麼。
- 我希望他在這裡。
他會很開心地製作 關於每個人的笑話。
- 我知道。
（叉子敲在玻璃上叮噹作響）
- 晚上好，女士們 先生們，
感謝大家的出席
伊芙琳女王卌週年 對我有耐心。
（笑）
從我目光投向的那一刻起 論伊芙琳
上大學的第一天， 我愛上了她。
但她曾經是一位公主 我是一名卑微的法律系學生。
儘管，應該說， 我班第一名。
（咯咯笑）
我以某種方式把它融入了 我無法承受的頭
伊芙琳去我當地的酒吧 當我們第一次約會時，
所以我找到了一份工作 在校園內
我整個學期都存了錢 帶她去
到最豪華的餐廳 在城裡。
好吧，約會正在進行 太棒了！
換句話說，伊芙琳 嘲笑我所有的笑話。
（笑）
為了進一步打動伊芙琳， 我決定訂購
烤阿拉斯加當甜點，
作為一個額外的笑料， 我以為我會靠近一點
到火焰。出色地，
我靠進了火焰 有點太多了
我唱了 我的眉毛直接掉了。
（笑）
對於這令人髮指的噱頭，
我以為我輸了 永遠的伊芙琳。
但就在第二天， 她戴著毛皮帽子出現，
“讓你的額頭保持溫暖” 她說。
- 這讓我幾乎忘記了 他沒有眉毛。
（笑） - 我當時就知道
伊芙琳就是那個女人 為我。
那麼，你給一個人甚麼 誰擁有一切？
好吧，你開始 一開始。
（富麗堂皇的音樂）
（眾）：哦！ - 噢！
- 啊！太棒了！太棒了！ （掌聲）
- 太棒了！
（鼓掌）
（玻璃叮噹作響）
（鬆了口氣）
（嘉賓驚呼）
（鼓掌大笑）
- 嗯！
(♪)
- 嗯！美味可口！
- 啊！ - 精彩的！
（笑）
（掌聲）
我想先 感謝我們優秀的麵包師，
艾瑪小姐，你要吃誰的蛋糕 一切很快就可以享受。
還有誰的麵包店， 淡藍點，
如果您是的話，您必須訪問 在紐約市。
（掌聲） （叉子敲擊玻璃發出叮噹聲）
感謝我親愛的兒子， 亨利，
未來的國王， 誰在留住我們
所有人都著迷並感到高興。 （笑聲）
接下來，一場盛大的狂歡 獻給我的女兒亞歷珊卓，
誰組織的 所有的慶祝活動。
這頓非凡的晚餐是 我兒子奧利佛的夢想，
誰不能...
誰不能讓我 更加自豪。
現在，我們的國王。
我會喜歡西蒙 如果他的眉毛永遠長不回來的話。
（笑）
他心思細膩，心思細膩，
善良、才華洋溢、
我永遠感激不已
有他作為合作夥伴 這麼多年了。
所以，為我親愛的丈夫乾杯，
誰冒著人身傷害的危險 第二次代表我。
（笑）
（眼鏡叮噹） 乾杯。
（鼓掌）
（嘉賓）：乾杯。
- 嗯。
（笑聲）
- 出色的工作 這週，艾瑪。
聽著，我很想寫 關於你的次要部份，
以補充個人資料。 如果可以的話？
- 那眞是太棒了。
- 好！我稍後會找到你。
- 謝謝。 - 不客氣。
（含糊不清的喋喋不休）
（感傷的音樂）
- 好吧，晚一點更好 兒子，比以往任何時候都好。
- 父親、母親、 週年快樂。
我很抱歉我...
- 我愛你，兒子。
我為你感到驕傲。
很抱歉我沒有 告訴你我的感受。
- 謝謝。
我並不感到羞恥 作為王子，
我衹是需要 獨自到達那裡。
- 嗯，這是否意味著你會 想成為我們的新廚師嗎？
- 不，實際上。
我要去開一家餐廳。
這是一個夢 我的很長一段時間了。
- 這是個好消息。
這將是一個巨大的成功。
- 謝謝。
打擾一下。我有東西 照顧。
- 哦。 - 哦。
（重重嘆息）
- 我嗯...來帶你來的 你的日記回來了。
- 謝謝，我沒有... 意識到它不見了。
- 看，嗯...
我知道我可以...
沮喪又衝動，
我知道你有宏偉的計劃 本星期，
我丟了一把扳手 進入他們。
- 奧利佛王子，這是
壓力最大的之一 我生命中的幾週。
- 我知道，而且我--- - 但我很高興我得到了 和你一起度過。
（浪漫音樂）
你讓我開懷大笑，玩得很開心 在廚房裡，
我忘記的是 我喜歡烘焙的原因 首先。
我很抱歉我嘗試過 讓你按照我的方式做事。
這是我需要的一課 學習一段時間
事實證明你讓我 更好的麵包師。
-我很抱歉我離開了--
- 你是這麼打算的嗎？
-不，那是刺激 此刻。
現在這是我的事了。
- 哦。
（笑）
(♪)