English?
An Englishwoman.
Are you hungry?
Well, no. It's over.
They've had enough.
Here we are, we've arrived.
The great House of Dior.
Good luck, English lady.
Hold them back as best you can. She won't be long, I'm sure.
Excuse me, Madame.
Clumsy girl!
André, what is going on? I could have been hurt!
-Are you all right? -Don't touch me!
Careful, careful, careful!
Ah, the Countess.
Good day, Baroness von Tiesenhausen.
Hello, Madame.
Here you are.
Madame Avallon! Such elegance, as always.
Mathilde, how you've changed.
How has this unfortunate creature been allowed in?
The woman is clearly deranged.
A department store.
Have her removed at once.
It's real money, Madame Colbert.
If only everyone could do the same...
Today, Monsieur Dior will reveal his 10th Anniversary Collection.
Nothing must detract for this occasion.
Girls, you will never believe what's just happened.
There's a cleaning lady from London who's going to buy a dress.
-A cleaning lady? -Yes, a Dior gown!
She arrived with all her money.
And Madame Colbert didn't know where to put herself.
Natasha, you must come and see her. She's so wonderful!
Look! Look!
Ladies.
She saved up all her pennies to come and see us!
There she is, just next to the Marquis de Chassagne.
You see?
What's going on?
Back to work!
Quick!
This can't be true.
Her again!
This won't do.
I'm sorry, Madame Avallon.
We will find you a more suitable seat.
No! These are our usual seats.
We will endure this indignity but it won't end here.
Number one,
the Bar Suit.
Number two,
Number three,
Number four, Cocotte.
Number 42, Cabaret.
Dinner dress in champagne satin chiffon.
Cocktail dress in black satin with white polka dots.
Sales girl?
You know our arrangements.
Yes, Madame Avallon, how can I help you?
I've made my choice.
-Very good, Madame Avallon. -Temptation, number 89.
Yes. Yes, exactly.
The atelier has nothing to do.
But to devote itself to this one order?
A cash sale, Madame. Given our circumstances...
Very well, Monsieur Fauvel. It seems you are in charge now.
Off you go. Don't just stand there.
Quick, quick, quick.
Thirteen.
Eighty-two.
Sixty-two.
What's happened?
I am embarrassed beyond words that you have seen the state of...
I haven't had time to...
No, please, it was nothing.
Allow me...
-I'm sorry. -No, I'm sorry.
No, it's me, I shouldn't have...
Frog in the...?
In the ditch.
Being and Nothingness.
You are reading Sartre?
I need to speak to you about some of the alterations
requested by Princess Margaret.
Let's go, Monsieur Carré.
Where are you?
Sorry.
No, it doesn't work.
Stupid cretin!
Idiot! Clear off!
Out! Out! Avallon out!
Avallon, you dirty stinker!
Chuck him in the bin!
So, Monsieur Carré...
Mrs Harris?
Are you all right?
Mrs Harris asked if she's gone to heaven.
Ladies!
Quick, quick. Back to work!
Do you think this fabric could work well for Aphrodite?
Yes, I love the color.
-May I show Monsieur Carré? -Certainly.
Monsieur Carré, this fabric is even more luxurious.
Perhaps we could use it for...?
We have found some common ground, the little sparrow and I.
She's a capable seamstress.
What could go wrong with buttons?
Cheers!
Avallon, dirty boss!
Avallon, in the bin!
We will make you rot, Avallon!
Please!
Stay here!
Marguerite, what's got into you?
You stay here!
This is all your fault, Monsieur Fauvel. Do something.
Do you think I can stop this woman?
Arrest her!
I'm a communist, Madame. I'm on her side.
Let me pass!
Monsieur Dior, I am sorry.
A world without elegance,
without distinction, without Dior,
no, it's impossible.
Yet how can the House of Dior surmount its current problems?
That would no longer be the House of Dior.
It would no longer be haute couture.
Our reputation is founded on our exclusivity.
Stop, Loulou.
Monsieur Fauvel, you have ten minutes.
And you as well.
We've won the strike!
Throw Avallon in jail!
Here's to the workers!
Ten years ago, when the House of Dior presented its first collection,
exclusivity was key, it's true.
Madame Colbert, I beg you.
Who's there?
It's nothing, don't worry. I'll be right back.
What do they want?
Don't worry.
The most intelligent, the most adorable woman you've ever seen.
That one over there?
What happened?
Existentialists!
Stay in Paris with me, Natasha.
But I have already told Monsieur Dior.
You can still study philosophy.
To make the invisible visible.
You've got it wrong! Stop!
It's a mistake, I'm telling you!
Eighty-five.
Office of Christian Dior. I'm listening.
Could you wrap these up please?