Before she was a celebrity chef, Julia Child worked as a spy for the OSS.
— Verdammt. What’s that ticking noise?
(a figure appears, shrouded in smoke)
— Bon Appetit, bitch.
— You’ll never take me alive.
— Of course, dear. Beignet?
— No tricks?
— No tricks.
— And with this button, I’ll destroy North America.
— Hold it right there, Hans.
— Julia. How did you find me?
— It was easy as meringue pie.
— (sniffs) Do you smell burning?
— Shit, the pie.
— I’ll wait.
— Tell me the launch codes. Or I’ll julienne your tongue.
— Are those oatmeal-raisin?
— Don’t touch those. Those aren’t for you.
— Julia, how do you get this coq au vin so tender?
— Sally, if I told you, I’d have to kill you.