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You're not watching the fireworks?

- I see them in your eyes. - Flattery...

Your friends must not be very happy.

- Why ? -I've been dancing with you this whole time.

I don't have friends. I wanted to celebrate July 14 alone.

- Why ? - Just by chance.

Oh no ! This is... luck!

When one has seen you once, one won't be able to avoid seeing you again.

The models from my fashion house

told me to be wary of these fine-arts types.

- I'm not in the fine-arts! - Then what are you?

- I'm a painter. - A real painter?

A real painter, well I think so!

You've got the face of a Red...

Shall we have a drink?

Dreams of love, Joys cut short

Oh paradise lost

Tender hopes, Bouquets of the night

Which have lost their scent The heart still searches...

- I really like this song. - I like everything you like.

- What's it called? - "Paradise lost".

Our song would be called "Paradise;" that's all.

- Are you engaged? - No.

Do you have someone who meets you at night when you leave

your fashion house?

No one.

Must be because your parents are strict...

I don't have parents. I live alone in Paris.

Evidently, Paris is a city inhabited by blind people.

- You think so? - I'm certain.

Well, as long as you don't say no, I promise that

you'll never be alone again.

Joys cut short

Oh paradise lost

...Oh paradise lost...

You've got a nice voice.

You know, in fashion we don't sing, we hum.

But either way, I'll remember this.

Ask for "Paradise Lost" !

20 francs for the album! 10 centimes 2 sous only !

Garçon, une can and a grenadine.

- Give me a song. Voilà ! - Thanks!

- What is it? - Follow us.

- Wait... - Follow us !

- What's he done ? - We have our orders.

- Why do you want to arrest me? - You'll explain yourself to the commissariat.

What do you have to reproach him with?

Leave me alone!

- If you want to cause a scene... - For the same price! Go on!

I'll have you fired!

You're not the first person to say that!

I didn't do anything wrong, I'm coming right away. It must be a mistake.

Wait, I won't be long.

You must know why I'm being arrested!

You imbeciles!

- What do you want? - It's polka, miss.

I've been wanting to dance with you for the past hour

and I'm not the only one. - Leave me alone!

When one is so pretty one doesn't have the right to be mean...

Listen! I'll teach you a thing or two.

Three half-setiers !

That's your police commissioner?

- No it's the anti-chamber. -You've come to buy a round?

What's this joke?

I'd bet that those guys from the Julior Academie wouldn't know

how to dress without being noticed.

Since you're both from Julior Academy ...!

It's funny... funny... eh...?

The one down there, that's mine !

So you've done some big prank...?

We don't have to right to laugh a bit?

I think we have to right to laugh a bit...

Huh...? Why not...

Sirs, hello at Julior !

Princess Vorochine, please.

If it's a package for her I'll take it up.

It's a dress and I have to be there for the fitting.

On the second, that door across.

-The second, door across! - Who did this painting?

One of my tenants, Mr. Pierre Leblanc.

He gave it to me when I payed the milkman for him.

My word! It looks like you!

The only painter I knew was arrested on July 14...

The same one!

Two of his friends dressed up as cops for a joke.

A joke? He's not a thief?

I don't know a more honest tenant.

- Tenant!? On what floor? - 4th, door D.

... Pleasures of love are fleeting

... Pain of love lasts a lifetime

... I left it all for the ingrate... Enter ! ...Sylvie

How did you find me ? Can't you answer?

Listen! I looked everywhere for you!

Really !?

I waited at the entrance of all the big fashion houses.

I'm a model in a small one, Calou.

- Where ? - Calou.

And what's your name?

Janine Mercier.

- Where do you live? - 17 Lecourbe Street.

- Marvellous! - Living on Lecourbe Street?

No. The thought that you'll never be able to escape me.

You don't know what I went through.

I've thought of you since July 14. And you?

I saw you in my dreams... through the bars.

Obviously, it ruined everything!

Oh no, not everything.

You're leaving?

I was going to the artists' ball at Ermenonville.

You'll come with me. I have two tickets.

I don't have an evening dress.

It doesn't matter, rent one like me.

Look, this is the place.

Where could I find a nice enough dress?

There will be the nicest wardrobes in Paris!

Don't wear yourself out with your tie, I won't go.

You're crazy!

I'm not interested in going without you.

How's that ?

Wait !

There'll be a woman at the house tonight

who has at least 50 dresses. If we asked her?

A woman you know?

No... well I've said 'Hi' to her on the stairs...

Oh you mean...

It's Princess Vorochine...

Vorochine !?

- Where is she? - Second floor.

- The door across! I've lost my head! - What's with you?

She's been waiting for an hour! I had to deliver her dress.

How awful! I'll be right back.

Janine !

What a scandal!

I'll speak to Mr. Calou !

In Petersbourg, I'd beat him till he bleeds, break his bones!

Now, now, Sonia dear...

I beg of you do not call me "Sonia dear" !

Don't forget I'm nothing to you, nothing!

Do something! - What do you want me to do?

I told you this dress is trash, not stylish.

You can't say that!

If she says it to Calou. I swear !

Please, wait for me! Please!

Understood. Calm down...

Calm down !? I'll calm down when I'm rid of this garbage

cap! I must take off this dishonourble rag!

We'll take it off right away!

Stop shaking like a leaf. I'm not going to bite!

- Leave me ! - Take away this carpet!

- If you don't feel the pressure.. - But I do... !

My word, she's crying... What's wrong, dear?

-Tell me everything. - I have nothing.

I don't want you to be sad - leave me, you ! -

What's wrong, dear?

She'll have a hard time if you don't take the dress:

They gave her the bill. - But I'll pay the bill!

How many times must I tell you that I wouldn't accept

even a bouquet of violets from you!

It's unheard of that I'd accept you presence! ... sometimes.

-You've the patience of an angel. - You said it.

You'll try the dress tomorrow. Undress.

- Sorry, sorry... - Undress.

Mr. Leblanc ! The princess gave me the dress I brought... her.

-And shoes! - For tonight...?

Really given: The dress is mine.

So you're coming with me to Ermenonville !

You're coming with me to Ermenonville...

- It's a bit top grande. - It's big enough...

In the end, if there was only this... This... this is style, eh?

It's awful.

Then, these p'tits choux, it makes it heavier.

-Wait a second. - You're ruining it ! Brute...

You must have the personality of a potted plant?

Look at the holes you made!

- My holes are charming. - So you say!

They're my eyes. My eyes are never mistaken.

And right now my eyes say this stuffiness

ages you at least 10 years!

- It's better! - It's out of fashion this year...

Too bad. And the neckline is charming.

At least like this you are all 17 years.

Look at this belt!

Come this way so we can see your figure.

Get rid of Mélanie and I'm yours.

Get up there. Get up there!

Voilà .

Take off the corset, please.

- Take off the corset! - The corset ! You're crazy!

Well! Making me take off my corset...

"The artists" warned me...

... of the savages.

My god, what'll happen to my beautiful dress!

Janine ! what size are you?

1 m 63.

I'm ready.

Give this to me.

It's remarkable. To the museum!

But !

- You're trembling. - It's unheard of.

- You've never made a dress ? - Never.

You're not scared...

Look in this mirror...

It;s very pretty.

- You like the dress? - Very much.

Look !

She forgot her blouse...

She doesn't have a corset !

It;s indecent !

Pardon, Monsieur, Madame. Are you coming?

Hurry up Mademoiselle, hurry up!

I'll drve. Together !

What's gotten into you!? Pierre ! Don't leave me!

Leave me alone ! What does that mean!?

The competitors are ready!

Regardless, I'm not leaving!

I'm telling you I won't leave.

Our competition of elegance, that's for the ladies!

The president of the jury of the elegance competition

will speak now.

Ladies, gentlemen, first we have dresses

submit for your appreciation.

We will judge the dresses, not the beautiful women

in this contest.

Kindly make some noise.

Ladies and gentlemen, the jury of the elegance competition of the Grand bal

of artists, precided over by Princess Vorochine, who gives the Grand Pric to

Mademoiselle Janine Mercier, who wears the latest

from the house of Calou.

It's unheard of, that we've never spoken in the steps

of our house, each time we met.

She's stunning, don't you think?

This party?

- No, Janine Mercier. - Ah, yes, very nice.

Look, little girl, I'm very pleased?

Princess Vorochine will make me do anything, you know.

Pierre certainly dances better than anyone else.

Like Sonia when she asks for a ring,

I don't dance... I fly!

Tell me, I "find the night a success."

- You're asking why not? - Yes, Madame. Why ?

Because I met you.

Since I've known him, he hasn't done a thing...

... not said a thing, that displeased me.

Janine is so charming that she won the Grand Prix,

not the dress.

It's pretty. Simple. Intelligent. Pretty...

It has everything!

Dreams of love, happiness too short

Oh paradise lost...

... this heart searches for the echo of youth...

My dear... I have something very serious to tell you.

- Will you listen? - Yes, Pierre.

There... I didn't think it was possible to be

this happy. - Me neither.

I didn't know I could want to make someone as happy as

I want to make you.

I know, Pierre !

By some miracle - and by my own fault -,

you've been the most coveted woman of the evening.

But I wasn't happy... because I owed you.

Bah, it's come.

Janine, you know the "Thousand and One Nights"?

- No. You? - No. Me neither.

I feel like this is a beautiful dream.

Look, I... I want to make for you ... so many dresses.

The most beautiful ones.

Your first ballgowns.

Here, imagine this - no, I don't like this -

this, here, this in pink tulle...

Very light...

You'll turn about an empty room

dancing for me alone.

I would join you ... and we'll dance together.

- Boss! - What ?

In the "Petit Parisien" there's a photo of Janine !

With my name?

«The latest model of the great designer, Raoul Calou » !

It's maddening...

In the paper! They only speak of the house of Calou,

but the snapshot is on the first page !

Show me!

What will become of me!

Boss ! We have 16 new telegrams, boss.

Dress orders!?

Of course. The pneumatics are coming,

they'll bring more in 10 minutes.

It's the end of everything!

Some patience, ladies, please be patient!

Close the drapes, ladies! They ruin everything!

What to say to all these people!?

That the first dress will premier at noon.

Noon?

You're crazy ! You're absolutely crazy !

I'd got Mr. Daniel's orders !

What will I say on the phone?

Noon, noon, noon!

"Noo, noo, noo, noon"! It's stuck!

Who authorized you to say we'd have

the bloody dress at noon!?

Will we even have it...!

Calm down, please calm down!

Mademoiselle Irène, you've gone to Janine Mercier ?

Ask the neighbours ?

- Insist. - What did she say?

Answer calmly.

They said Janine didn't come home

and no one knows

where she is.

Listen! You know your optimism was

a mistake, and I'll be dishonoured before all of Paris !

Find me Janine!

I'm here, Monsieur Calou.

And the dress? What have you done?

You know what you put us through?

But it's my dress! The princess gave it to me.

She paid.

I want everyone to shut up!

It's me, Calou, isn't it? It's my honour on the line !

So it's me who must be fixed first.

Janine, where is my dress?

Why, here!

Undeniably, she's good.

It's the best day of my life.

Janine killed the corset. This revolution's bad news!

March, march ! Bravo.

- Who made this marvel? - A painter I met.

Don't tell me he's dead or left the country!

He's at home sleeping soundly!

- Wake him. - Now?

Don't waste a second!

Boss, we must show the dress.

Think again !

Monsieur Calou, it's refused.

You don't realise what it could be, thousands!

I've still seen change !

What you'll gain will be in your wallet.

So that I can lose it all! No thanks !

Try to convince him!

I understand Pierre refused.

Would it bother you to stop him...?

You're not going to act like you're not jealous of me.

I'm acting like it!

Tell me it doesn't say anything to you about being

a Parisian personality, at a major fashion house...

Because that's what you are.

- I hate false modesty... - I see, I see...

You dog! It must move you that I

offer the possibility of having it all!

I'll have everything with my painting.

May I? Janine. There.

- What do you think, Janine ? - Certainly.

You're working against me, now!

I'm not against you, I'm admiring, Pierre.

Without much to it.

It still make sense that I'd keep trying

at this thing, since I believe in it.

Your ... "thing"?

I didn't say "art"

because I don't want to seem pretentious.

I just think you're an idiot who doesn't

take his chance for success seriously.

You'll be fine without me, Monsieur Calou.

No, Monsieur Leblanc, no.

And why?

Because...I'm a designer with no talent.

Really, Janine ?

Be careful how you answer...

- Monsieur Calou exaggerates... - Absolutely not.

I'm a failure. My house is on the verge of collapse.

And so...?

I came so you could save me.

Only you can help. For me you represent

my last chance.

It's all very sad but...

Yes, I understand.

You... don't want to give up painting. I get it.

I'm not mad.

Dear Janine, let's go.

Goodbye.

It's not worth saying goodbye to me.

Because you'll never see me again...

I'll follow. I will try.

You agree...? Seriously...?

On one condition. Janine doesn't look down on me.

I think you're quite cool, actually.

Then, after a few months, I come back to my studio.

Of course ! I.. I don't know how to thank you!

Don't start; I know nothing of fashion !

It's just that I found your dress

so awful that I changed it.

But it was my base, you know...

Good. You will look over my whole collection.

You'll have all the "bases" you need...

Even married, I couldn't accept you making dresses

on models other than me.

We'll talk again later.

We'll talk today.

No, a little more draping in the fold, Mademoiselle Angèle.

That makes this model look chic.

The goddess vibe is gone. May I? Pardon.

Claudie, give me a pin, please.

I will show you that these folds are in style.

I don't care about "in style", Mademoiselle Angèle...

If everything is so grotesque then how can I be useful...?

You're indespensible. Now please leave...

So, Pierre, it's a promise? You'll design exclusively for me?

- Yes. - You're so nice!

No. It's not for fame, nor for Calou that I work.

It's for you. For us!

- A bit more on this side. - Very good, Monsieur Pierre.

Don't call me "Monsieur Pierre".

I'm not a designer, I'm a painter. Call me "Monsieur Leblanc".

Actually, you're faith in me is a bit excessive.

On the contrary, it's solid.

I'm dumb enough to think you'll never like someone else.

Can't you see what it's doing on that side?

You're very intelligent, actually,

because I don't think it's possible to love you more than I do.

We'll never be ready for tomorrow.

We're always ready when we're working with a magician.

Mr. Leblanc is a ma-gi-cien.

Ladies, please!

You;ll made me insane! I've said it 100 times!

Gracefully, gracefully, please!

Here we are again, my love.

Look in the mirror.

- So ? - You've done better.

- You'd never lie? - About your dresses?

- Especially on the dresses. - No, Pierre, never.

- Here, darling! - Enough.

- You're feeling well? - Marvelous.

Everything I've said, I haven't offended you?

Not at all, dear.

You see how I work?

Yes, Monsieur, sorry !

Monsieur Pierre Leblanc, do you take as to be your wife,

according to the canonical rites of the church of the Holy Mother,

Mademoiselle Janine Mercier ?

Mademoiselle Janine Mercier, do you take to be your husband

according to the canonical rites of the church of the Holy Mother,

Monsieur Pierre Leblanc ?

Isn't it lovely!

I'm speechless. I want to cry.

What are you hiding?

Don't look. Close your eyes.

I won't look good for you. Give me your hand.

There, now you can look.

Beautiful!

But you've ruined us!

No, we still have 200 francs, for three weeks here.

- You bought this bracelet in Paris? - Not here, of course!

So its been a month.

Then why are you just giving it to me today?

Because I decided to give it to you

the day I was happiest with you.

I really don't know what to say.

Don't say anything. You're adorable, it's enough.

You hear that?

Louis. Where is he?

He's over there!

At this hour it's not Angélus ?

He's ringing so fast. Perhaps it's a birth.

Or a party...

Yes!

No, the bells of Saint-Léry aren't ringing.

It's bizarre.

Over there, the alarm has been sounded?

Let's go check.

Run to the farm! Meet on the beach!

Mathieu ! You're looking for your wife? I'll tell your mother.

- This time it won't be 70. -And why?

This time, it'll take a few weeks.

What do you know ?

Not much, but I read it in the paper.

- I'd never have thought that. - I though more of...

Say, André ! Do you know what's happening in your village?

For sure, Monsieur, we can know.

Fishing done ! Hunting now.

Not just in our village, but all of France.

You're scaring me !

It's a mobilization...

At Saint-Léry, it's already started.

...that call of war.

Enemies of France, tremble! Kings drunk on blood and pride!

The sovereign people advance; Tyrants of heaven.

The Republic calls. We know how to conquer and perish...

- They'l leave? - Mostly, yes.

It's horrible.

Wait a bit,

better to go back on our own.

Of course.

I don't think we'l be able to have

time to ourselves for a while.

You think so?

I must leave !

Today?

"Immediately", said the mobilization notice.

Come on, Janine! Be brave !

Yes, I know !

- We got away ! - It's a torpedo!

We're waiting for the mail at the Leblanc section!

Look, look...

- That's it !? - I've seen it twice a month !

Please Sargent, I'm saving the furniture.

Section Pierre Leblanc ! Here's the mail...

Here's your letters and a package but it's fragile.

What could it be ?

It says : A phonograph roll !

- Neat! We can dance! - Dance...

Oh, you'll tire yourself?

You'd do better agains the wall.

What's got into you? - I know it's you who

took a bottle yesterday.

Monsieur is dreaming!

Let me tell you it's fun to

to travel so far without saying a word...

And what do you want the alcohol to do? Clean yourself up!

"Clean"!

The metro employee's looking...! If you want my advice..

Go up there, it's time.

Champagne isn't a healing elixir.

I've got to go find my bird.

You're lazy!

And who's the wone waiting for the mail!

If you're interested, then read it first.

- Oh no, but... - But what?

I never get anything, understand?

So the letters are a bit...

Look, I'll read to you.

My wife wrote. I'll read it...

« Since you have a phono, I had a wild idea.

In a boutique on the Boulevard des Italiens, I made a reel

to send to you as a surprise. »

It's the package I just received.

- Find the phono ! - Go on, fast!

I thought she'd never ring!

Are you coming to eat in the courtyard?

It's certainly not Monceau Park!

It's still charming.

No, I'm staying with Janine.

It's ridiculous Suzanne, you need to get out.

Not as much as you!

I need to finish so that I can get to the post before 6.

I'm making dinner!

Do you think it's good to work in your state?

Be careful what you say! They later they know

what's happening, the better.

I'm not so sure about that.

Your husband doesn't know ?

I don't want him to worry.

He would if he knew you worked in a factory, and deprived

yourself to send him gifts.

You want me to get rid of my only pleasure in life?

I'm not hungry.

You won't go far.

Listen, Janine, I spoke to my parents.

- About me? - Come stay with us.

My brothers' rooms are empty since they were mobilized.

You're so kind !

No, I just need to keep you safe in your state.

- You pity me... - No. Well, yes.

You shouldn't.

Life gave me so much by letting me meet Pierre.

With him.. I knew... such happines,

it makes sense I'd pay for it now.

You can't...

Janine ! ... Janine ! What's wrong ?

Answer me !

Help, help !

- The captain's asking for you. - Me?

Why's that?

I don't know but prepare yourself.

Get me my hat.

May I?

Please play my reel

and if anyone ruins it, you'll get a slap up the head !

Sargent Leblanc, Capitain.

Give me the 45.

Hello, Leblanc. Please sit down.

I think a lot of you, Leblanc.

I've appreciated your effort during our harder runs...

Only natural, captain. I did what I could.

But no one else in the company did.

And I feel a true friendship towards you...

Did something happen to my wife?

Now, you must remain brave.

She hid that she was with child

and in giving birth, Mrs. Leblanc has died.

Look, Leblanc ! You have a little girl! You must think of her.

I don't want to see her.

But Leblanc !

She killed Janine.

Look, I spoke to the colonel, you have two days leave.

Go to Paris.

It must seem strange what I'm saying...

I can't explain or prove it...

what existed between Janine and me...

there was nothing else like it.

You couldn't imagine it.

It was so strong, you don't understand.

Yes. Maybe.

Captain, I want to be part of the troop

leaving for Pompelle tonight.

Equip yourself.

Thank you, captain.

... Oh paradise lost !

Gentle hopes, flowers in the night

whose perfume is no longer

the dreams of love,

Happiness faded Oh paradise...

You shouldn't be stationed her, Sargent you know it's dangerous.

... gentle hopes,

flowers of the night, whose perfume....

The heart searches endlessly

The echo of...

He won't see his daughter ?

- I don't understand. - I do.

He asked to go to Pompelle.

... Oh paradise lost

Don't touch that !

You can't know how hurt my heart is,

Give me my stuff.

What I said tonight Might change tomorrow

The day begins again Spring comes

Everyone sings, soon it will be my turn.

The first of you on leave to Paris,

I ask to take this box to Mrs Bonneron.

Te landlady at 28 quai de Béthune.

I'll write down the name and address.

No need. We'll remember.

I'm counting on you. Goodbye.

- Poor guy! You know... - No smoking!

Don't move.

Pierre, this should be your last mission.

I spoke to the surgeon, you'll heal fast.

I really don't care.

Don't say that.

Please, accept your future.

Yes, yes.

Does it hurt?

I don't know anymore.

Only, I can't stay this way.

You must!

Listen, Sonia.

If you want me to calm down... speak to me of Janine.

You're the only one who can.

Of course... she was adorable!

I can stil see her

in that pink tulle dress that you fixed for her.

It made her even prettier.

I can tell you.. all about that night.

EHer every move.

I can tell you... she never took her eyes off you.

Never...

When did Pierre Leblanc give you these drawings?

3 years ago, in 1916.

Since, I've searched heaven and earth for him.

Anything's possible.

Fashion was very tough, you know.

What a shame! An artist like that!

No, Princess, let me tell you, he isn't dead.

Look...

If you let me have the drawings,

I guarantee he'll survive.

It would be an honour.

How ? You dare expose this model

in an antiques shop?

Princess !

You didn't see what Pierre did. The best of fashion !

Yes... I don't need to see...

Too bad for you! Make the tempe

and I'll give you the model.

I'll talk to Bordenave.

Oh, Princess, thanks ! Here : "Only you understand artists".

On the subject of artists, you don't think

Pierre Leblanc had an heir?

A little girl, but I don't know her.

I can't find her.

Ah, good...

"Good"?

Ah no, I want you to keep half of his benefits.

- Let's talk numbers. - Yes, numbers.

Do we contact Mme Bonneron

or Pierre Leblanc ?

Whatever you want.

These 3800 francs wouldn't cover

the first two trimesters.

- What does he need? - 200 francs ?

The poor boy gave me all he had...

His mobilization bonus...

We didn't go into details.

This isn't a charity !

I can damn well see!

Quiet, please!

Well, there. Count.

I brought barley sugar, dear!

No, you won't have a single sweet!

- So you'll have a pretty doll! - I want my dad !

She'll be ok in this house?

You have enough money ?

- The women are nice ? - Very nice, and clean.

And her. What does she say, what does she do?

Has she grown?

She looks just like Janine...

Don't think like that!

Come see her. She's so cute!

She's always asking for her dad.

Maybe I'll go next week.

You always say that!

Come on!

I can't!

Thanks.

I'll be back next Thursday. At my place...

Monsieur Pierre !

EWith everything you gave for Jeanette,

you've got what left to eat?

I get by on what I can make.

Don't forget we're in a rush !

Monsieur ! Look at the artist who came.

Maybe you could talk to him.

It's strange, always the same woman's head

within different scenes.

How much for this?

- Pardon ? - The price...

30 francs.

So expensive!

Too bad. I'd like to sell my work

but I can't change the price.

Too bad. If you had been nicer,

I might have thought about it...

Don't insist, Henri.

We have enough at home. Plus, it's so sad!

True. It's drowning in sorrow...

Pardon me...

Might I ask you a question ?

Where did you get this dress?

I bought it, of course.

Would you mind telling me where...?

Please Monsieur !

The latest from Bernard Lesage.

High waist,short skirt, flowing sleeves...

The hat's from there too...

Would you give me the pleasure of accepting this painting?

Impossible, Monsieur !

It would be a gift to me. Madame's information

is worth as much as a painting.

You did say "Lesage"?

- Rue de Castiglione, yes. - Rue de Castiglione, thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, now is the moment

where I ask you to look with your eyes

- you eyes, and your soul ! - my latest

creation, sensational, unheard of.

What I ask for is silence.

Music! Shut up...

Here's the "Lily of the Valley"!

I'm sorry, it didn't exist originally.

You're insane! Monsieur Lesage !

Mr. Lesage went back to the 4th with Claude and Marc.

Steal from me but don't lie disrespect me

By what right do you touch this dress ?

- It looks good! - Don't stay here...

Where's the boss? There's must be a boss!

- I told you to leave ! - Don't touch me!

You'll be brought to justice.

Don't make a scene. Follow me!

Is this a joke !? JI want to see the whole collection!

I want to see what you took from me! All of this is mine!

This is surely a misunderstanding.

Please follow me.

Leave me alone !

... the police...

Don't be scared, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at this coat!

Quickly, Princess!

We must go quickly!

- Call the police, Monsieur ! - I don't give a damn!

Stop trying to make a scene. Go home...

This is my home ! This is all mine, you stole it!

You stole my drawings, my designs

not only did you steal them, but you destroyed them !

I drew all this!

- Is that Pierre's voice... - What?

Pierre !

Please don't make a scene.

You think I'm making a scene?

Search that thief of a boss !

You want a scandal ?

Thief, thief !

Tell Lesage thank Pierre has come.

You can't know how happy I am to see you.

Where were you these past 3 years?

Nowhere.

Let me look at you.

I know. You're remembering sad things.

What's going on ?

Lesage, Pierre Leblanc came back.

- What ? - Pierre Leblanc !

Pierre Leblanc came back!

I still cant believe you marriage to Bordenave

isn't a joke.

You're so strange !

There are certain extraordinary events

that I must believe.

You're responsible...

My leaving for Chenonceaux, for example?

Yes.

Sonia, you're an important lady, very rich...

Yes, but after the Russian revolution I'm no longer rich.

And for me, nothing stopped?

That's what you should be saying.

You didn't fight enough.

By your love of Janine, you've neglected her daughter.

Janine would be proud if she saw you.

-You're the boss. - No, you're the husband..

I know Mrs. Bordenave, she doesn't like to be disturbed.

I also have the honour of knowing Mrs. Bordenave.

Pierre, will you accept what I offer ?

Now that we've spoken, yes.

Courage... courage...

- This coat is ruined. - Ruined how?

My design wasn't so plush...

- Then that collar. - No...?

Not at all ! They haven't changed in style!

When you're not there to look things over...

Look in the mirror.

Don't mess yourself up. Good. Perfect!

I didn't hear you come.

Mr. Leblanc'c contract is ready.

Pierre, you'll control your collection.

Understoof, Sonia. Shall I go to quai de Béthune tomorrow?

- Tomorrow ? Yes... - Thank you.

- Édouard... - What is it ?

If I wanted to leave tonight for Egypt, would it be possible?

Certainly, why?

Then it's what I'll do.

What made you decide this?

I think it's better for me... and them.

Mrs Bordenave, please.

Madame has gone on a long trip.

She didn't leave a message for a Mr. Pierre Leblanc ?

- None. - Of course...

Enter !

What would you like?

I don't know.

You came for a connection, perhaps?

I don't know.

We have several models.

If you'd like.

No. Leave me.

Excuse me. Thank you.

Enter the dance

Look how they dance

Dance, dance

Kiss who you'd like!

Dad !

I want to see my dad.

Janine, can I finish this letter in peace?

Why did you make me come? I was going to the woods.

I didn't say leave, I said give me peace

to finish this letter. - Fine, I understand...

You let a lot of things get away from you...

Not a lot that concerns you, dad.

You were always so nicely... stupid towards me.

It's never stupid to love. It's always selfish.

Since I decided to find you,

you've been everything for me.

- And yet... - ... and yet,

your happiest years were before I was born.

Only the happiest hours, my dear.

And is that why you don't want to relive them,

prolongue them ?

- What do you mean? - Nothing, dad.

Dreams of love, Happiness cut short

Oh paradise lost ! Gentle hopes,

flowers of the night who have lost their perfume

The heart searches for the echo of youth

Everyday is a return

to paradise lost

You have your mother's voice. Go on dear.

You can't know how far my heart is,

I say tonight, I don't deny tomorrow

The day restarts spring comes

Everyone sings, It's my turn now.

If you want me to leave you alone.. tell me, dad.

No, Jeanette, stay.

Mom was a lovely creature. And I know ...

she'd suffer for your grief... which isn't healing.

You must forget, you must live!

Head for the buoy, Laurence.

I'll prepare the jib.

What if you fall in?

I'll swim back to the hotel.

Not great for your heart.

Don't worry about my heart.

It's never been so full.

You're from the club, Lieutenant ?

We must speak to Mr. Pierre Leblanc.

- Is he expecting you? - I don't know.

He's coming now.

Can I wait?

Monsieur perhaps that the garden is reserved for members only...

- Your name please. - Lieutenant Aubugeau.

The family of the one who's going out with Mr. Leblanc ?

Yes, brother.

I thought you were getting your luggage.

My departure for Dakar has been delayed a month.

- You could go to Cannes. - It depends on you.

Me?