Can you cut this shape?
If someone had told me that I'd be sewing seaweed one day…
Tomorrow, I'll bring cat fur.
Maybe Mademoiselle Paloma will turn it into mohair!
Ladies, you can make jokes a week from now,
after the show.
Paloma Castel has arrived. She is waiting for you at the studio.
Very well.
Mademoiselle has arrived for the fitting of number three.
Say something to them.
It's not right.
I haven't heard from Solal.
We'll never find him!
Focus on your trip to Brittany!
Your father must not sell his shares.
We can stop Rovel from getting a majority.
So, what's your plan?
You're not coming?
Perle, I hardly know the man.
He's your father.
And all he wants is to get to know you better.
Try to find out if he's been approached. And by whom.
Take an interest in him.
Make up for the lost time. I don't know…
Meanwhile, I'll work on your mother.
Go ahead.
You've come to apologize.
You have lots of reasons. I have lots of time.
So, go on.
After what Vincent did, it's a good price.
I bet Diane ordered you not to come back empty-handed.
You're in store for another spanking.
Either I bring her your shares,
or Yann's.
You played a dangerous game.
I warned you at Christmas.
Poor Yann,
his wife cheated on him.
With a woman, no less.
Is she of legal age at least?
His conservative voters won't approve, will they?
He'll never believe you.
Rovel has pictures.
It must hurt to do this to the woman who raised you.
Why do you insist on staying? Seriously.
Sell your shares. You'll be a billionaire.
And you can run the Rovel Foundation.
With us.
LEDU is…
history.
My history.
And yours too.
No.
It means nothing to me.
Neither the Maison, nor the family.
What can I say?
If you shoot for perfection, you'll never really achieve it.
The day before my first couture show, I had the whole wedding dress redone.
The workshop worked all night.
- Right, Monique? - Indeed.
Monique, I think--
Look here.
Mademoiselle would like a little volume here.
It frees up the silhouette.
I think it throws off the overall balance.
Should I make darts in the draping?
Yes, but irregular ones.
Just a few stitches to keep it light and puff it out a bit.
But nothing too dramatic either.
Nothing heavy. Light.
One stitch every centimeter, without creating tension.
All right.
That's nice. It's pretty.
Vincent.
What are you playing at with Paloma?
You won't ever be happy, no matter what I say.
You want me to be exactly how you see me.
No. But you'll drive her nuts.
You want her to redo everything until the last minute.
The collection is ready!
In my day, the Studio Director knew when to exercise restraint.
Is that what bothers you?
That she and I are a team?
I could ask you the same thing.
Wait. Wait!
You really came back to help her?
Because if you did, I'm fine with that.
In short, all you want is her happiness. Right?
I have no interest in seeing Paloma fail.
But you, on the other hand…
If she fails, you could take her place.
Well, your place.
Ye-Ji, you and I both want exactly the same thing.
Her happiness. Naturally.
But I've got experience on my side.
You want it to work.
I know how it works.
And Paloma knows it too.
That's why, until proven otherwise, she is this Maison's Artistic Director.
Goodbye.
I'll walk you out.
Is she making progress?
My mother.
I don't know what you did, but she's hooked on piano.
Where can we hear you perform?
I'm sure you're not exclusive to us.
I'm actually on sabbatical.
I'm sorry, Madame Rovel. I'm late for a class.
We could have your doctor's license suspended.
You'd have lots of time to practice your scales.
You know Lucy.
She looks perfectly harmless, but you don't want to upset her.
Is falsifying medical reports a serious offense?
Let's have coffee.
The color is the issue.
I never really focused on the color.
- We need to work on that. - Hold on.
You can't change the color--
Really?
Why not?
LEDU couture is black. Period.
Until proven otherwise, she is this Maison's Artistic Director.
What's up?
You're moving out?
The idea of a hotel is that you can come back anytime.
You live here, Marie.
I've always loved this about you.
Who else lives in a hotel all year?
Coco Chanel?
Do you already have a new address?
I'm going to stay in Brittany.
It's good to show face for the Foundation.
Is everything all right?
With Yann?
What's this all about, Perle?
How did your sister take the news?
Surprisingly well.
Marie will forgive you.
She loves you too much.
Caroline,
if I'm to ruin their marriage and be estranged from Marie for life,
I want an answer.
Now.
Not here.
I may decide to side with you, Victor.
But if I do, and I do mean if, there'll be one condition.
What is it?
I need to be sure you and Perle are truly over.
Forever.
You want to forbid me from seeing her?
We're not 20 anymore, Victor.
We're not 20.
In fact, you can screw whoever you want. Anyone.
Just not her.
And don't think things between us will go back to the way they were.
So, for Louise and the business, we'll pretend.
The… power couple.
You were right.
It's the stuff of dreams.
But because of you and my mother, I can never be the woman I used to be.
So…
I'm sorry.
You know, few people get a chance to take control of their lives.
If you don't want us to be a couple anymore,
why can't I see Perle?
It's part of my deal.
You want me to suffer too.
Once you're at the helm of LEDU,
I want you to fire her.
If I find out you've crossed the line, the deal is over.
And so are you.
Will you have me followed like your mother did?
If you have nothing to be ashamed of, you shouldn't care.
You must have something big on your mother.
Or you wouldn't be so sure of yourself.
I want to know.
How could Robinson sell his shares?
They worked around the pact and conned him.
- They gave him-- - Everything I've always denied him.
Right?
Don't call him just yet.
He wants to tell you himself.
Diane will therefore own 3% of the Maison.
We are no longer independent.
I always thought we'd succeed.
Victor made me an offer.
He should have better luck convincing Yann than me.
Technically, Yann's not allowed to sell. Right?
We're the problem, not Rovel.
We all have good reasons to abandon ship.
My marriage allowed us to establish this Maison.
Perhaps today it will help us save it.
If I can give it new meaning.
This may be a silly question,
but is the Maison worth the sacrifice?
I could ask you the same thing.
I'm going to join Yann
in Perros-Guirec.
Robinson is there already.
You sent Robinson to talk to his father?
And so these small containers catch the spat floating in the sea
during the reproduction period.
In case you don't know, the spat are baby oysters.
This one…
must be six months old.
Mommy and Daddy Oyster leave him here?
The oyster is gender-fluid, as they say these days.
It changes sex every year.
As soon as the temperature changes, it expels its gametes,
which then form embryos that float in the currents.
We're wading in oyster semen?
From this cup to your plate, it takes three years of care and patience.
You could even say love.
It must be rewarding.
At least here, I have a say.
Then, we do have something in common.
You know your mother decided to leave her hotel
and hole herself up here with me?
No.
You must be pleased.
You never wonder what it's like for me, you Ledus.
I wasn't even allowed to give my son my last name.
I wasn't allowed much either, you know.
I don't know actually. When did you ever tell me?
You didn't ask.
I'm telling you now.
You hated this house as a child.
Kids don't usually care where they live.
They're with their parents, period.
But not you.
You always wanted to go to Paris with your mother and your uncles.
To the Maison.
Never with me.
One day, in the middle of the night,
I found you at the station, freezing to death.
- You said-- - "Don't stop me, Dad.
I'm going to my destiny."
"I'm going to meet my destiny."
I was eight, Dad. I'm sorry.
In this family, that's all I've ever inspired.
The desire to be elsewhere.
It's been going on too long.
I've had enough.
Dad…
The queen returns to Balmoral.
Is she here for you or me?
Well…
at least we know the seaweed is biodegradable.
But it's still not blue.
What the hell am I doing?
I don't even know if I like the collection anymore.
Or my job.
I'm not enjoying doing any of this.
I can't sleep.
I have no life.
Hang in there, Palo.
When you finish this collection…
you'll only have three left.
This year alone, that is.
I have an idea.
Thank you.
Harvest of the day, courtesy of Robinson.
You're not allergic anymore?
Just one, to honor your hard work.
Don't make yourself sick.
It's been at least 20 years since the three of us sat at the same table.
Almost bizarre, isn't it?
What will you do with your millions, now that you've sold your shares to Rovel?
I assume you've read him the riot act?
Best decision you ever made, Son.
Yann…
You're terrified.
I don't know who's sincere anymore.
I hate having to be wary of my own wife and son.
I'm used to Victor.
The boy has always had a problem.
Victor came to see you?
Isn't that why you're both here?
To be honest, we weren't sure.
Did you know…
your mother is bisexual?
Or perhaps 100% lesbian?
In which case, the last 30 years must have seemed long.
Right then, I'll let you two hash this out.
Palo?
What would you say if I bought back your Doppel shares?
Rovel's lawsuit was dismissed.
They just wanted to screw with us.
And it worked.
No cash, no stock.
The last collection was seized, and we're drowning in debt.
You want to get involved in that mess?
That "mess" was our baby.
What we built together.
I don't want to give it up.
I'd like to start over again.
I see we now want different things.
I'm fine with that.
But I want to continue where we left off.
Even alone.
Name your price.
I dunno, my LEDU contract lasts one more year.
It'll go fast.
We can have this talk a year from now.
And in the meantime?
I march to your drum, LEDU's drum, and settle for that?
I thought we agreed.
Palo, it's cool for you! You're the AD!
I thought "fame in Paris" wasn't your thing.
Okay, I'll wait a year.
And then?
Palo, you love working at LEDU.
You won't admit it, but you found a family, a father.
And you'll stay.
You don't give a shit about Doppel anymore.
Let me go.
You're not my prisoner.
If you want to bail, get lost.
Is that a yes?
No.
No, I'll keep my shares.
What are you afraid of?
That I'll turn Doppel into something cool?
You know, when we first teamed up…
I took a back seat. I felt I wasn't good enough.
And that suited you just fine.
The truth is, it's all about you.
You've never wanted to make room for me.
Or maybe you never took it.
I'm not about to apologize for being more talented than you.
You told me to tell you if you ever became like them.
Well, now you have.
Soon it won't bother you to call me a "dog-eater."
Can you actually imagine waking up next to me every morning?
Breakfast with me, dinner with me,
possibly sex with me?
For the rest of your life?
Do you still love me?
And her?
Do you love her?
I'd have preferred it if you'd left me.
Men always say that.
Do you realize how humiliating it is for me to see you crawl at my feet?
For what? So you can keep managing as many shares as Vincent?
Have you decided? Will you sell?
These are my shares. I can do what I want with them.
Not according to the agreement.
I'd like to thank you.
I no longer need the Ledus to exist.
In fact, you may become a liability to my political career.
Your family's reputation is quite unsavory.
The blue room is made up for you.
Tomorrow morning, I'd like you gone before I'm up.
Give me your hand.
Like that.
Want a ride home?
This is-- This is a bike.
Very useful to get from point A to point B.
- Invented ages ago… - I love it.
Are you tripping?
- I gotta go. - Sure. Bye.
- Bye. - Ciao. See ya!
The collection will be black.
Because couture at LEDU is black.
Black like…
night over the ocean.
But this black
lights up
and turns off.
Like something
we can't quite understand.
It escapes us.
Come closer.
This is what I want.
But…
we're not going to use this, are we?
We'll use it as inspiration.
You'll have to find the solution.
Just goes to show how much I trust you.
We'll draw a dress…
with light.
Cool, huh?
Sorry about my shares, Mom.
Me too, Robinson.
For Solal.
Oh, that…
That can happen to anyone.
Not really, but…
People always see me as an opportunity.
I've never had…
a real relationship, real friends, or a real career.
I guess it's the burden that comes with our last name.
It's the weight of the crown.
And it's exhausting.
I know Queen Elizabeth would roll over in her grave,
but haven't you ever felt like abdicating?
Maybe, like the Queen, I've refused to consider it to avoid temptation.
I really believed it, you know.
The rich heir, the receptionist.
A real blockbuster.
How about the evil queen and the lesbian curator?
Doesn't that sound good?
Like a low-budget French art house film.
But it suits you.
It's artsy.
I haven't made it easy for you.
Are you drunk?
I let you think Victor was my favorite.
I shouldn't have.
You mean he wasn't?
We're going back to Paris.
That's nice.
Monique.
- I tried to get it to shine, but-- - That's not it.
Can I see?
Shine the light?
I think we have a winner.
Have a look.
They're just sketches, but I think they really capture your direction.
I can brief the team if you want.
It adds movement.
You could add some blue silk chiffon.
Thank you.
You can stop the tests.
I emailed you the patterns and sketches for each of the models.
Did you get it, Monique?
Yes, I got it.
Come with me. Let's review them.
I guess I needed to see for myself.
See what?
What you have become: a monster.
Diane's puppet, and everything Vincent has accused you of being for years.
- Don't forget matricide. - Yes, it's true.
My biggest sin, according to my brother.
If you exploit the weaknesses of the woman who raised you,
you'll destroy everything your family has built.
You've almost proven Vincent right.
Diane told me after the fact.
Are you going to wheel and deal to sell too?
You've always preferred power to your family.
To everyone else.
Just like you.
You also put your career ahead of your family…
with your decision to have an abortion, alone, without telling me.
No need to justify yourself now.
Back then, you had your reasons.
Today, I have mine.
You can still turn back. It's not too late.
What do you want, Perle?
To save the Maison?
But it's not yours to save.
So stay out of it.
Who are you working on?
Isabelle.
My favorite.
She loves mulberry silk and tailored cuts.
I'm starting a new life.
She's in your hands now.
Good luck.
You too, Céline.
Everything okay, Monsieur Ledu?
Sorry.
The shareholders shouldn't worry. The espionage charge has been dismissed.
It's starting to get expensive, your obsession with LEDU.
Bernard, if it weren't for my obsessions, you wouldn't be quite so rich.
Have I ever given you reason to complain?
That's just it.
You've taught us to look toward the future, not the past.
We still do.
The group wants to promote new talent, like Paloma Castel.
You don't care about young talent.
You don't care about fashion.
What a lovely surprise!
Hold on, please.
See our friend out?
- I will. - Thank you, dear.
Bernard.
Yann, dear.
I'm all yours.
I hear you and I need to talk.
Just so you know, I haven't made up my mind.
Let's talk, dear Yann. I'd be delighted.
I do care about fashion.
I've signed deals with up-and-coming maisons.
I fought for ADs no one else wanted, who are now being snapped up.
It's called having a vision.
And I can't deny…
that between the legal issues,
the massive injection of capital for the LEDU buyout,
and the decreasing dividends,
the board is perfectly entitled to ask questions.
Hold on.
Are you sure you have the shoulders to do what you're doing?
You'd be surprised.
Please inform the board I have important information for them.
About what?
My mother's health.
We already have her annual checkup.
Bernard, it may be in your best interest to start dealing with someone new.