All language subtitles for Emily.in.Paris.S02E09.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[upbeat instrumental music playing]

-[Camille cheering]
-[Emily cheering] Allez!

-Allez, Gabriel!
-Whoo!

[exclaims]

-[exclaiming] Whoo!
-Bravo!

They're so cute. [chuckles]

You know, Gabriel doesn't invite
just anyone to play with the guys.

They seem to be getting along.

Yeah, I know, it's like
we're one big, happy family.

I'm… I'm really happy for you, Emily.

From what you've told me,
Alfie seems perfect for you.

He's pretty great,
but, you know, we're just having fun.

-It's nothing serious.
-Yet.

-Why not go for it?
-We're both just passing through.

-[Gabriel] Hey.
-Hey.

I didn't know you were coming.

Well, I was in the neighborhood
and I love watching you play.

You're all sweaty.

[Alfie] You're like a pack of WAGs.

Wives and girlfriends
of professional athletes.

Like Victoria Beckham. Hmm?

Come on, Cooper, I'm just kidding.

Um, I'm not Gabriel's girlfriend.

-We used to date but--
-We're all just friends now.

-[Camille] Mmm.
-Cool.

That's the earliest
I've put my foot in my mouth

upon meeting someone.

I'm Alfie. I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it. Camille.
You were quite good out there.

Yeah, well, just trying
to keep up with this guy here.

[chuckles nervously]

Hmm.

Suddenly, I understand
why you love Paris so much.

[Emily chuckles]

-Your friends are good people.
-They are.

They were really welcoming
when I first got to Paris.

Is there still something
going on between them?

I thought I sensed it.

Yeah, maybe. I… I don't know.

Nah. Never mind.

More likely they're just French, you know?

[chuckling nervously] Right.

Hey, um,
what are you up to tomorrow night?

Um, do you want to get dinner?

Somewhere other than
Gabriel's restaurant or a dirty pub.

-Are you asking me out, Cooper?
-Maybe.

[upbeat instrumental music playing]

-Oh!
-[Benoît] Oh, shit!

Em? Hi, hey, hi, what's up?

Um… I forgot my phone charger.

Yeah.

Here. Sorry.
I thought you were rehearsing.

-We're just about to start.
-[Benoît] Promise.

Okay. Yeah, no, whatever.

Au revoir.

[Benoît] Bye, Emily.

[Emily chuckles nervously] Bye.

[sighs]

[guitar playing]

-[Mindy] What if we switch those chords?
-[Benoît] Like this?

[song changes key]

[Mindy] Yeah.

[Mindy vocalizing]

Sexy. I love that.

[Benoît] Yeah, it's cool.

[phone chimes]

[line ringing]

We're about to take off.
You caught me just in time.

-Are you coming to Paris?
-[in French] Yes, my friend.

[in English] Oh, my God!

-Why didn't you tell me?
-I just did, honey.

God knows when I'll leave the house again
once this little monster pops out.

[Madeline chuckles]

And it's time for an executive check-in
from the Gilbert Group.

Great. Um, does Sylvie know?

Oh, we're taking off now. Got to go.
I'll see you on the other side. [kisses]

[splutters] Bon voyage.

[upbeat electronic music playing]

[Sylvie] Emily! Emily!

-Bonjour, Sylvie.
-Bonjour.

I received a very sudden travel memo
from one of your people.

-Did you know about this?
-Right. Madeline.

Yeah, I just found out myself last night.

Last night?

Many hours have passed since last night
without a word from you.

[sighs]

You told me
to stop texting you on weekends!

Ugh!

[in French] Everyone works here
in an open space?

Yes, except for Sylvie,
who has her own office.

[Madeline] Mmm. Mmm. Mmm!

-Bonjour, Emily!
-[exclaims]

-[in English] Get in here, girl.
-[Emily squeals]

[gasps] Look at you.

Look at you. You're so chic now.

Your purse is so small.
What do you keep in there?

[both chuckling]

-And you must be Sylvie.
-Oui.

[in French] Finally, we meet in person.

[in English] Yeah.

So to what do we owe the pleasure
of your very sudden arrival in Paris?

Well, the Gilbert Group
likes a senior executive

to come visit its subsidiaries
every once in a while.

Just process.

And thanks to what's cooking in here,
it was now or never.

Well, it's a shame
you didn't let us know sooner.

We could have prepared.

Oh, no, I prefer to see you all,
you know, business as usual.

[Emily] Madeline, this is Luc.

Luc, this is Madeline
from the Gilbert Group.

[in French] Ah! Delighted.

-[in English] Oh, congratulations!
-Oh, merci.

-May I?
-Uh… Oh!

[shushes] I think it's a boy.

I like this one.

Oh, Mads, we have an important meeting
this morning with Maison Lavaux.

Oh! I'd love to sit in on that.
Just to observe.

I won't say a word. Fly on a wall.

Sure.

-[in French] Go get my fly swatter.
-I'm on it, right away.

[in English] Our main objective is
to make sure

the consumer understands
that Laboratoire Lavaux,

while a hands-on interactive experience,

still retains the classic nature
of the flagship brand.

Yes, classic but custom and creative.

Yes, but all the while emphasizing

how scent reveals each person's
personal nature, right?

Exactly. Do you consider yourself
a sunny, cheerful person?

Citrus makes the perfect top note.

Looking for something more flirtatious?
Look for rose, jasmine, vanilla.

Or perhaps you transcend
the limits of masculine and feminine.

Then a sandalwood base note is your match.

Our tagline would be: Lavaux c'est vous.

[slurping loudly]

-[in French] I love it!
-[chuckles]

[in English] Laboratoire Lavaux
is the culmination

of something that started when
Maison Lavaux was a family business.

Well, you've come a long way since then.

A perfumery, candle distributor,

relationships with global brands
like the Zimmer Group

and the Laboratoire.
And even a restaurant in Paris.

Is that right?

Oui. Chez Lavaux.

Yes, the chef of Chez Lavaux will be
designing the menu for the launch event.

Yeah. It's quite a business
you've built, Antoine.

And Savoir has been with you
every step of the way.

Oh, I couldn't have done it without them.

That's beautiful. Just beautiful. I…

There's nothing I love more than growth.

Well, then, it's a good thing.
You're pregnant.

[all laughing]

-Shit.
-[phone chiming]

Shit.

Shit.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

-Étienne, what the hell did you do?
-Me?

Yes, you. Look at this.

"We met in a drag club here in Paris."

"I couldn't believe
a socialite wanted to join,

but it's a step up
from a bathroom attendant."

What the fuck, Étienne?

I trusted you.

This is humiliating.
Everyone at home has probably seen this.

My friends, my family…

God, my family.

Mindy, are you okay?

[in Mandarin] I didn't know
our band was supposed to be a secret.

All I did was talk to
my friend in China about you.

-She was a fan, okay?
-Your friend?

She's a journalist, but I didn't--

[in English] Are you kidding me?

-Someone tell me what the hell's going on!
-Your friend is a snake, that's what.

And your girlfriend is a billionaire.

What are you talking about?

Go on. Tell him.

Fine, then I will.

Mindy's not some average dame pipi
we saved from obscurity, Benoît.

She comes from
one of the richest families in China.

-You're rich?
-No, I'm not. My father is.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-How could I?

I mean, you built up this story of us.

That we are on some kind of star-crossed,
starving artist journey together, so I--

All the stuff
we were writing about then is bullshit?

No.

Two penniless street musicians?
Poor in Paris?

Finding each other.
Telling our shared story.

Wow. You're slumming it with us.

How do you think this feels for me?

I'm trying to escape my past
and now it's all over the Internet.

Oh, poor little rich girl!

Fuck this.

-[Benoît] Where are you going?
-Disappearing.

-You're not even going to talk to me?
-You wouldn't understand.

Is this the real you?

Huh? Some princess playing a game
because you're what? Bored?

Benoît, leave me alone.

I knew she'd break up the band.

No, no, no, man, you broke up the band.

[somber pop music playing]

Well, I think Sylvie smoked
an entire pack before lunch.

She is a piece of work, isn't she?

There's a learning curve with Sylvie.

She's definitely different
from other bosses I've had.

Boss?

Um, excuse me, I may be barefoot,
pregnant and across the pond,

but rest assured, sweetie,
she is not your boss.

I am. And thank God for that.

Well, you have to admit
she's really good at her job though.

All that growth with Maison Lavaux.
She's been head of that account for years.

-She's kind of brilliant.
-I don't know about that, Em.

I've been looking at the books
and they don't add up.

Maison Lavaux, for example,
massively increased their business,

but they're still charging Savoir
the same rate.

They should have
at least doubled them by now.

-Really?
-Mmm.

[Benoît speaking French]

Oh, well,
this is the place I was telling you about

where my roommate plays with her band.

Oh! Which one's your roommate?

Uh…

She's not there.

-Um, I'll be right back.
-Okay.

[amusing instrumental music playing]

[camera shutter clicking]

Hi, guys. Where is Mindy?

She zipped off.

She went home.
You should talk to her yourself.

Tell me, Emily,
do you know who she really is?

What?

The secret's out.
We know who the real Mindy is.

I guess she's too good
to be seen with us anymore.

Look, I don't know what happened,

but I do know
that Mindy really cares about you.

And if she didn't tell you her story,

maybe it's because
she didn't want to be judged by you.

But it seems like you did anyway.

It's not that simple.

Excuse us. We have another song to play.

Everything okay?

Sorry, Mads, um, I've got to run.

Of course. Pas de problème.
My hotel's near here, anyway.

Okay. Bye.

Bonne nuit.

-[grunts]
-[people laughing]

Okay, stop now.

Okay, arrêtez!

All right, go away now. Okay, bye.

Seriously, I will cut you.

[people laughing]

[Emily] Mindy!

Min.

Ugh. Min. What's the matter?

Okay, well, this is all in Chinese.

Oh, okay, this one's in English. Uh…

"The former aspiring pop star
is now experiencing homelessness

and busking on the mean streets of Paris."

[Mindy] Don't read it out loud.

Come on, get out of there. Come on.

Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay. [sniffles]
I'm actually pretty far from okay.

I've gone viral
and not even for anything cool.

I'm a disgrace. A disappointment.

This is so embarrassing.

You're not a disappointment.

These headlines are just hyperbolic lies.

-You are killing it out there busking.
-It doesn't matter.

[scoffs]

I'm a national embarrassment. Again.

God, if my father didn't hate me before,
this'll do it.

-[crying]
-Mindy.

[Mindy groans]

Why did this have to come back
and bite me in the ass now?

Like, I've been really happy.

And now Benoît just thinks
I was playing him.

He'll get over it.

How can you know that?

[softly] Because you're the best.

Am I wrong?

No. It's true. I really am.

[French pop song playing]

[scoffs]

-Bonjour, Madeline.
-Bonjour, Sylvie.

[in French] Uh, I think you haven't
been told, but this is my office.

[in English] What was that?

Oh, pardon me, I thought
you wanted to practice your French.

No, I do. I do, just not so fast.

I'm glad that you're finally here though.
I've been here a while.

Why?

The early bird catches the worm,
[in French] of course.

[in English] Oh. And who's the worm today?

Please, have a seat.

Excuse me?

There's some business
I'd like to discuss with you.

-Okay.
-Concerning Maison Lavaux.

I'm so impressed
with how much they've grown

since they signed with Savoir,
but I've got to tell you,

the numbers on our end
simply don't add up.

Sylvie, Antoine Lambert has been
paying Savoir the same meagre fee

since the day he signed with us.
I… I'm just…

I'm afraid he's taking advantage.

Well, we've had that deal
with him for years.

So you're aware?

Yes. He had an arrangement
with the previous owner, you know…

Okay.

The key word
I'm hearing there is "previous."

He no longer owns Savoir,
but we're still being underpaid.

[sighs] I don't know,
what do you suggest we do?

I mean, Maison Lavaux
is among our most prestigious clientele

and our longest partnerships.

That kind of history matters to us.
It's not only about the money.

Okay, I'm sensing that you're not
exactly willing to find a solution here?

A solution? Well, frankly,
I don't know, I don't see the problem.

Well, it's just that

Emily attributes the success
of Maison Lavaux largely to you

and I want to make sure that you,

and therefore us,
are taking your winnings.

I'm happy to look into this further.

Well, if you insist.

Oh, but I have to warn you
that Antoine can be quite prickly.

One wrong move and he's out the door.

I am not afraid of Antoine Lambert
and you shouldn't be either.

He negotiated his deal with a man

and this place is now run
by two strong women.

We shouldn't sell ourselves short, Sylvie.

Oh, yeah, trust me, I never do.

Good. Good, because I do.

-Trust you.
-Good.

Sorry. Am I interrupting?

No, Sylvie and I were just catching up.

Oh. So glad to see everyone getting along.

Sylvie, Julien and I
wanted to review the guest list

for the Laboratoire Lavaux opening.

Oh, sure.

Okay, well, I am going to get out
of your hair and to the Louvre.

[grunts]

[groans and laughs]

Before my feet get too swollen. [sighs]

I'm, um…

I'm so glad we had this talk.

Yes, likewise. It was enlightening.

[Madeline] Mmm.

-See you at the party, Mads.
-[Madeline] Can't wait.

Please just get out.

-Out!
-Oh.

[upbeat instrumental music playing]

Ooh, lavender.
Reminds me of my grandma, Mabel.

Oh, that's sweet.

I don't know
if you'd say that if you met her.

Et voilà.

Mmm. I like it.

It's woodsy, down to earth. Just like you.

Oh. Smell mine.

-Ugh!
-Stop it!

No, it smells good, of course.
It's, uh, sweet and warm.

That's amber.

It's you.

Ah, did I miss the DIY class?

-Hey.
-Hi.

-You all right?
-What do you think?

-Mmm. Is this Emily Cooper you're wearing?
-Mmm.

Mmm. That's pretty intoxicating.

[Camille] Let me smell.

Mmm.

I think I love it.

It seems obvious at first,

but then there's something unexpected
under the surface.

[electronic music playing]

Beautiful event, Sylvie. Magnifique.

Oh, I hope we're getting
plenty of content.

I want to share this success with Chicago.

Yes, Madeline. We have a very talented
photographer working the event.

-Everything's under control.
-Très bien.

Good evening, ladies. Lavaux c'est nous.

Absolument.

Bonsoir, Sylvie. Have you been well?

Very well, thank you.

Quite busy these days.

Yeah, I'm sure work
is keeping you very busy.

Madeline, may I introduce my wife?
Catherine Lambert.

Oh, enchantée. Madeline Wheeler.
From the Gilbert Group.

The Gilbert Group?

Yeah, we own Savoir.

Well, if you'll excuse me.
A pleasure, as always.

You know, um, you're the reason
I discovered I was pregnant.

I got a strong whiff of d'Allure
and threw up my açai bowl.

And the rest is history.

I'm honored to be
a small part of your journey.

-The beauty of life growing inside you.
-Aw.

Savoir is lucky to have such a woman.

Oh, no, I am so lucky to be here,
working with such legends.

You know, I would love Antoine
to get something on the books for us

at Savoir, while I'm here.

Oh, perhaps no one's told you,

but we don't talk business
at parties in France.

But this party is business.

Ma chérie, if our guest wants to talk,
let her talk.

How can we be of service?

I'll cut to the chase.

As senior manager
at the Gilbert Group, which owns Savoir,

I mean, you have to know
that you are severely underpaying us.

I mean, Antoine, look around.
Maison Lavaux is expanding

and our fees need to mirror that growth.

And we just can't afford
to keep going this way.

Well, we have our reasons.

I have a long-standing
arrangement with Savoir.

So I've been told.

Perhaps my wife is right.

Maybe we should table this conversation
for a more appropriate time and place.

Why don't you contact my assistant
and we'll discuss everything.

I promise.

If you'll excuse me, la boutique…

By all means.

You know what the arrangement is,
don't you?

Uh, just that he had a personal
relationship with the previous owner.

[chuckles] No, if only.

Antoine was having an affair with Sylvie
for over three years.

[coughs]

That's why she never
charged us the full rate.

And you knew?

About the affair?

Well, knew, pretended not to know.

As you say,
"Don't ask, don't tell." Right?

But now that the affair is over,
you're raising your rates.

It all sounds a little too coincidental.

And I'm not sure any court of law
in this country would take kindly to that.

And before you come after us,

you should check to see with your company

how much they're paying
that photographer she's sleeping with.

Have a great evening.

[imperceptible]

-We need to talk. Not here.
-I'll be right back.

I think you're a good match for Emily.

After all of that drama.

I'm so glad to see things are settled now.
You know?

Sure, uh…

No. What do you mean?

Just that whole fiasco with the chef
and the chef's girlfriend.

I mean, that birthday party,
I thought someone was going to get killed.

Everybody comes to Paris
and wants a ménage à trois.

It's not as simple as it seems.

Poor Emily, she couldn't have known

that chef would bring her
all that drama and heartache.

She's a good girl.
She deserves to be happy.

-Are you talking about Gabriel?
-Yeah.

Are you saying
something's going on between them?

Non. [clicks tongue] Non, non, non.

But sorry, you know,
my English is not so good.

It sounds pretty good to me, mate.

Non, non, non.
[in French] My English is terrible.

I have no idea what I'm saying.

Attention… Whoa… I…
What am I saying?

I have to go to the bathroom.
Toilets, you know?

Fuck! [spluttering]

[in English] Forget, uh… [coughs]

I didn't know what to say.

She used some sort of
weird French sexual logic on me

to shut down my case.

Emily, I'm… I'm just very freaked out.
I'm concerned.

If this is real, I'm not even sure
that Sylvie should be working at the firm.

I don't think
we should jump to any conclusions.

I won't jump the gun. We need intel.
This could be the tip of the iceberg!

Shouldn't you try
and talk to Sylvie first?

-What?
-Maybe give her the benefit of the doubt.

No, she's just gonna try to cover it up.
I'm gonna need your help.

Me? What do you want me to do?

You're friends with the tall one, right?
Luc? Is that his name?

Try to get some
account billing information out of him.

Oh, my God. [exhales heavily]

Gilbert Group may have bought a company
that's cooked the books.

I'm gonna have to stick around here
until I figure out what's going on.

[gags]

-Oh. Are you--
-No.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't feel well.
I've got to get out of here.

I think it was the ambergris.

Maybe we should
take things slow on this one.

Oh, I know that look.

Em, don't worry.
You're gonna be okay, no matter what.

I got you, girl.

[enchanting music playing]

[cell phone chimes]

[Étienne] Mindy, sorry for being so messy.

If it means anything,
Benoît finished your song.

You still inspire him.

[music playing indistinctly
over headphones]

[gasps]

[chuckles]

[murmurs]

[electronic music playing]

-Hey.
-Been looking for you.

Sorry. Work crisis.

Can I ask you something?
And you'll be honest?

Of course.

Was there something going on
between you and Gabriel?

You told me you guys were just friends.

Then I got an earful
from that mad scientist guy you work with.

I'd rather just hear it from you.

We had a moment.

But it was nothing. Okay?

It was over before it even began.

You sure about that?

'Cause I'm not interested in
playing second fiddle to some other guy.

If that's the case, just tell me now.

Didn't know you were the jealous type.

Seriously, Gabriel is in the past.
We're just friends.

Good.

Because I hope that we're not
just playing games with each other

because we're both in this foreign city

and sometimes
things can seem a little unreal.

Because the way
I'm starting to feel about you, for me,

it is real.

So however you feel, whatever you do,

just tell me the truth.

[imperceptible]

♪ You were lost out in the woods ♪

♪ But you were already home ♪

[chuckles]

♪ But you were already home ♪

[theme music playing]