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Are you sure ?

Never hesitate, Patricia.
This is the key.

The black mini dress is born.

I predict a more glorious future
than the original one.

I adore it.

I'm not asking your opinion.

Get dressed.
We don't need you anymore.

I don't know how you do it

but you push me
at my best.

What are you talking about?

You taught me everything.

Do you remember
when did you land here?

All claws out?

A real wild cat.

And now look at yourself.

An accomplished, elegant woman,

talented,

very beautiful.

Patty, let's not waste it
our beautiful collaboration

doing something stupid
that we would immediately regret.

Of course.

Excuse me.
I don't know what got into me.

It's late.
You better go home.

Yes.

You are right.

I am very tired.

Shall I escort you home?

Hey...

Do not act
as if we don't know each other.

Back off!

Or I'll kill you.

Oh dear !

Listen to this, Bubble.

"Pisces.

“Your love will be paid back.
Great happiness awaits you. "

What?

But you are right.

Let's see the commissioner's one.

"Virgo.

"Finally open your eyes, you love him.

"It's time
to declare your love for him. "

Oh...

Hello, commissioner.
How are you ?

Very good ! Very good.

There is something new in the air.
You can not find ?

It must be spring.

Thanks, Marlene.
You are resplendent this morning.

A new dress ?

It's lovely.

Oh ... delicious.

Delicious.

You are a fairy.

Really, you are ... my fairy.

Are you a Virgo?

I do not see the link.

Are you sure you're okay?

Let me in!

I must see the commissioner!

I must see the commissioner!
It's urgent !

What's going on ? Who are you ?

I killed a man.

Don't stay there
ladies and gentlemen, please.

Step back. Stand back, please.

There is a man down.

So ?

Male.

Thirties.

Two fatal injuries.

One in the heart ... and one in the liver.

"Paco Gomez.
Born November 12, 1937 in Madrid. "

You had already met her
before tonight?

Yes I think.

His face ...

Maybe at the fashion house.
A delivery man ?

How did you meet him?

I dunno.

I was returning home...

And this morning I wake up
in the street with him next to him, dead.

- Did you have a knife?
- No.

He had one
and you disarmed him?

What did you do with this weapon?
It cannot be found.

I dunno.

- I do not remember.
- That's enough.

A stay in a cell will refresh you
Memory. Take her away.

Laurence!

Hello.

So ?

April,

always so predictable.

Is she the culprit?

Sapee as she is,
is it a bourgeois?

Thank you.

Gentlemen, hello! Can I?

Hello, beauty!

Hi, Tim.

Do you have any crunch?

Better than that. Glamor.

Glamor is heavy.

The girl palm
who got into the van,

she's Paget's assistant.

"Paget"?

Paget, the great couturier.

You do not see ?

And so,
is she the one who killed this guy?

Why did she do it?

Self-defense, according to her.
But it looks like relentlessness.

She did not go there holding hands.

Paco Gomez returned
his last sigh around midnight.

The time of the crime.

The weapon is a blade of about 33 cm.

It's big.

Like ... a ham knife.

Not easy to hide.

Did he get punched?

Yep. Post mortem.

I can't see Patricia Nollet
do such a thing.

Me too.

She has such delicate hands.

Thin ...

Slender...

This is lumberjack work.

The depth of the notches,
the violence of the blows,

it is the work of a man.

Anger, fear can multiply
the strength of a woman.

Blood on clothes
of the suspect?

That of Gomez.

A magnificent coat.

Screwed up.

- Such a waste !
- Yeah.

Hello.

What are you doing here ?

Hello.

Is it for the ad?

You had to pass
through the entry of staff.

Yes.

I don't think it will fit.

What houses were you in?

Plenty.

- In Paris, especially.
- Ah! "Paris."

This is what we will see.

Follow me.

- Did you find Patricia?
- No.

What the hell is she doing?
One week before the parade!

Well. Ladies ...

Do any of you
I'm not asking for the moon,

is able to realize
correctly the triple cross?

I know.

It was my specialty.

Finally, it is my specialty.

Perfectly done.

You have an interesting style.

- Where does this little jacket come from?
- A second hand, why?

You please me.

Welcome to the Paget house.

You make him take everything back.

Hi ! Gigi, workshop premiere.

Alice. Nice to meet you.

I absolutely must
warn Edouard, Mr. Paget.

He must be wondering where I am.

You are suspected of murder,
then your boss will wait.

How did you become
Mr. Paget's assistant?

I started 10 years ago
like little hand.

But i always love
draw models.

One day Mr. Paget surprised me
sketching.

He liked it
and encouraged me to continue.

I owe him everything.

To facilitate your ascent,

you omitted
to tell him who he was dealing with.

Attempted murder with a knife ...

We saw better, as a reference.

In June 1949, at 15,

you stab your uncle
in your parents' kitchen.

The blade passes
a few inches from the heart.

The poor man
comes out by a miracle.

You were placed in a correction facility
up until adulthood

and according to your family, you have
had a temporary memory loss.

Are you being followed?
Do you take medication ?

I do not need.

Really ?

Look at this photo.

Look at his face.

In a reformatory, knocking
is the only way to survive, right?

I thought I passed all that.

I still have this hatred.

He was like my uncle,
he wanted...

What, Mademoiselle Nollet?

What did Gomez want?

Rape me.

That's all for today. Thank you.

It's atrocious, like this woman
must have suffered, right?

I'm going to the Paget house.

"At the Paget house"?

How lucky you are.

I'm gonna investigate a murder
not shopping.

Did you know that as a child

I made
all the dresses of my dolls?

Fashion is in the family.

Besides, this set is made by mom,
peace to her soul, she created it.

She had so much talent
for sewing.

Perhaps this is
the one and only chance

that I will have
of my whole life to visit ...

The Paget House.

I get it.

Come on.

You will take notes.

You will have to make yourself very small.

I'll pretend I'm not here.

You are good!
Which house did you learn from?

Saint Therese of the Child Jesus.

Yes quite.

Atmosphere mending cassocks.

Rulings at the slightest hitch.

Basically,
I wanted to do mechanics

but at the orphanage,
it was compulsory sewing.

Is the atmosphere always like that?

No.
It's because Nollet isn't there.

- "Nollet"?
- She's Paget's assistant.

Actually, rather his hound.
She's crazy.

She goes into a spin for nothing.

It's not the worst.

- Stop this racket immediately.
- When we talk about the wolf...

You've developed bad habits
with Miss Nollet.

During his absence,
I take over the workshop.

You, the new one, take the fold.
Otherwise, we will do without your services.

The same for everyone.

Louise, the bottles have not
arrived. We said 9 a.m.

Call the maker!

- It's not true.
- Everything is wrong!

Countess Dumourier did not receive
her invitation to the evening.

We do not care,
she is cut like a nag.

Talk about an advertisement.

But it is one
of our most loyal customers.

You will come and sign his card.

Who are you?

Commissioner Laurence.

I'm investigating Patricia Nollet,
your assistant.

I knew that one day or another ...

To whom have I the honor ?

Louise Charpentier,
the administrator of the house.

Patricia do something?

One of your former employees, Paco
Gomez, was stabbed last night.

Paco who?

A delivery man.

I sent him back,
after a few weeks, for theft.

What's that got to do with Patty?

She blames herself for the murder.

- It's absurd. Why ?
- For my part, that does not surprise me.

Nollet is a former delinquent.
No need to look any further.

How easily
you send people to the scaffold!

You don't get along
with Miss Nollet?

What time did you leave
last night?

Midnight.

No, 1 hr.

Are you sure ?

The murder has been committed
around midnight.

If she was here until 1 a.m.
she can't have killed Gomez.

Listen, commissioner.

We have a parade in a week,

I work 24 hours a day
and Patty, hardly less.

So yes, I am formal,
she worked here until 1 a.m.

OK.

Did you get that right, Marlene?

No, Marlene.

No, Marlene ...

Please.

Oh damn!

I forgot my bag
in Mr. Paget's office.

Sorry, commissioner. I will be back.

Hurry up, Marlene.

What is it again ?

I am...

I didn't mean to interrupt you.

It's so magical
to see a genius creating.

"Genius ..."

I am above all a craftsman.

Wait. Can you do this again?

Take a few steps towards me.

Oh my God...

You got something unreal
and at the same time ...

so accessible!

Almost common.

It's crazy.

It's as if you alone
you were all women.

"All"? Oh dear !

It's a lot.

Would you do me the honor to come
tomorrow when my perfume is launched?

With joy !

I have nothing to wear.

Are you saying that to me?

Come tomorrow morning.
I have exactly what you need.

It's impossible.

Commissioner
needs me at the office.

It’s a shame.

You would have been sublime
in my dress-jewelry.

Do you want to see her?

Ouch! Pay attention !
You've stung me 3 times!

- Do you have a long time?
- It's almost done.

Oh sorry.

Men
are not allowed to enter here.

Other than Mr. Paget and dad, of course.

"Dad" ?

He's the boss of the house.

Francoise Vermeer, supermodel.

Commissioner Laurence.

So you know
Patricia Nollet?

Obviously, Paget's right arm,
and me, his muse.

Yesterday, it was on me that was created
the event dress from the collection.

- I can't tell you more.
- Ah ...

Secret-defense, then.

Can you tell me what time
Miss Nollet left last night?

Ah, I don't know.

Mr. Paget let me go around 10 p.m.

But after, I don't know
what they made.

In my opinion, not much.

Patricia is way too stuck
to try anything.

You look like
an actor my mother adores.

Much better looking.

Pary ... Gary ...

Cary something.

Commissioner,
this is my daddy.

I was on the go,
Mr. Vermeer.

But before I tear me away
has such lovely company,

What can you
tell me about Patricia Nollet?

"Patricia" who?

You are not
very knowledgeable about your business.

She's Paget's assistant.

I have a lot of business.

The frills,
it is to please my dear.

You are free, Mademoiselle Nollet.

Your boss claims that you were
with him at the time of the crime

and the expertise of the legal expert
also seems to exonerate you.

I do not understand.

It was so real!

Do you have a habit of drinking?

- Do you use drugs?
- No.

If memories come back to you,
even the smallest detail,

call me.

Did you see me this morning?

You saw me hide
your gift in the drawer?

A gift for me?

Yes, to celebrate our 5 years.

"Our 5 years"?

Yes, Marlene. It's been 5 years
that we work together.

Yes.

I intended to offer it to you tonight
but now that it's gone ...

Marlene. Marlene!

Yes.

You have before you
a marvel of technology

which will make your job easier.

The Electra, from IBM.

Finally, just the ball.

The machine will arrive
in a few days.

Thank you.

It touches me deeply.

That's not all.
I have to get back to work.

I admit that I expected

a reaction a little
more enthusiastic on your part.

Bosses do not offer
such a gem to their secretary.

"A jewel" ?

Indeed, it is a magnificent jewel.

I really appreciate
your delicate attention.

You see me delighted.

Positively delighted.

Patty ...

Finally you're here !
How are you, my little one?

Better.

I don't know what happened to me.
I had a nightmare.

It's overwork.

We work 20 hours a day.
We hardly sleep.

Anyone would go crazy
at this rate.

Let us quickly forget this absurd story.
We still have a lot of work to do.

Thank you.

Your support
mean a lot to me.

How i could
find myself next to ...

What's the matter ?

I lied to the police.

I said
that we had worked until 1 a.m.

So I have...

If you got rid of it,
it was to defend you.

And whatever you did
I will support you.

I can't stand to lose you.

- My helmet. I didn't take it.
- I'm not expecting you. I go.

- Uh yeah ... See you tomorrow!
- See you tomorrow.

It's horrible.

I'm just a secretary for him.

The commissioner will never love me.

It's ugly.

But that's not new, Marlene.

I'm just a poor sod.

This is what I am.

Marlene, forget Laurence.

It's over, the pig jam.

- Is it me, "the jam"?
- Yes.

You are a hot girl.

You deserve to be treated
like a goddess.

You must be selfish.

But it's awful to be selfish.

No.

No. To be selfish ...

it just means you have to
think about what's good for you.

From now on you must stop
to behave like a victim.

And stop whining.
Laurence is not worth it.

Cow skin.

pretentious.

Heartless monster.

Slaver.

I believe you are ready
for the last step.

Repeat after me.

I am not a victim.
I am a goddess.

"I am not a victim.
I am a goddess. "

Marlene, believe what you say.

I am not a victim.
I am a goddess.

"I am not a victim.
I am a goddess. "

That's it !

That's it.

Long live the new Marlene.

"I am not a victim.
I am a goddess! "

Yes it's good.

It's good.

- Are we celebrating?
- Yes.

Lets' go !

Marlene ...

Go up to the workshop. I'm joining you.

Were you able to free yourself?

I said I was sick.

What good is it to be perfect
if no one notices?

My boss will learn
to do without me.

If your proposal
still holds, of course.

But of course ! That's wonderful !

I will make you
a fashion goddess.

"A goddess" ?

- You come ?
- Yes.

- Did you wait for me ?
- It's okay.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

I can't wait to know her scent.
The surprise will be breathtaking.

- Hello.
- Hello.

He is going to be a disaster
with his new collection.

You are sublime !

You can not find,
Countess Dumourier?

It's my mom who gave me
the fashion virus.

She left us. Rest in peace.

I cut patterns
in Modes and works.

But I get inspired
by Vogue models.

Did I say something stupid ?

Do not pay attention
to that jealous hippopotamus.

Marlene, I have an idea.

Will you parade for me,
next week ?

- You do not believe me.
- I am not a model.

I am an ordinary woman,
a secretary among many others.

You're welcome,
don't tell me right now.

Please.

Please. Good evening everyone.

I am very happy to receive you
in this beautiful house

that I founded 15 years ago,
with my faithful Louise.

I...

I would be nothing without
my amazing assistant, Patty.

6 months ago,
I had ... a little crazy idea.

And I have the pleasure

to present you the first perfume
from the Paget house!

No way.

"No way",

that's what my father answered me

when i told him i was giving up
the right for fashion.

Enough talking.

Tonight,
I offer you the bottle ...

and drunkenness.

So you drink, you have fun

and long live the Paget house!

Well done !

Miss, excuse me.

Something is bothering me on my back,
can you take a look ?

- Put it on.
- Yes.

- What are you doing here ?
- Well, I'm investigating.

- And you ?
- I will explain you.

What do you think of Patricia Nollet?

Laurence has nothing against her
but I find it weird.

- You too ?
- Yes.

It looks like
that she is hiding something.

- Thank you miss.
- At your service, madam.

- Ah! Thank you.
- Cheers !

Yes. Considering his lineage, it looks to me
to be a serious customer.

Thank you. I owe you.

Yes.

News about
the murder of Paco Gomez?

Yes. I have just been told

that he would have been involved in schemes
of fake boxing matches.

I will dig this trail.

Indeed, a settlement of accounts
villainous seems credible to me.

This young woman,
I've forgotten her name,

would definitely be
exonerated?

Her name is Patricia Nollet.

It's quite unlikely
that she is involved.

She has an alibi.

Ah! Perfect. I am very happy.

Why ? You know her ?

No no. I ... used to say it like that.

She did not have
the profile of a murderer.

OK.

Sorry.

Oh, is this dress yours?

Oh no, I'm not so lucky.

Mr. Paget lent it to me
for the evening.

I wanted to say :
you wear it beautifully.

Oh thank you !

Champagne?

It's crystal
so it brings good luck.

Sorry. I will pick it up.

It is not serious.

You are going to hurt yourself.

Patty.

Patty, go home.

It's okay.

In any case, it smells very good.

Mrs.

Commissioner.

Woman in her forties,
elegant, well rounded.

She was punched in the face.

2 stab wounds.

One in the heart and one in the stomach.

- No gun?
- No.

- No bag?
- No more.

So no identity papers.

A robbery gone wrong?

Or the murderer doesn't want
us to identify his victim.

Large notches,

facial contusions,

weapon not found ...

I have a feeling of deja-vu.

OK.

Yes Yes. It was her.

I was home
when I heard a woman scream.

Not just once or twice
I went to the window,

and there, from behind, I saw
a tall brunette running away.

It was dark.
She could have been blonde.

Oh no, no.
She passed under a lamppost.

I saw that she was dark,

with a coat
slightly light in color.

I went down and there
I found this woman lying down.

10:30 a.m., Marlene!
Are you kidding me?

Were you worried?

If I had to make myself
worry at each delay ...

Well you should have.

5 years that I am in the office
at 8:30 a.m. sharp.

That's the least of it.

And the only time
I'm 2 hours late,

I get scolded so
that I could have been sick again

or have an accident.

- You appear to be in perfect health.
- This is not the case.

I was with the doctor.
He found me exhausted.

I have very low blood pressure
and all the signs of overwork.

I take note of that.

If that doesn't overwork you,
I have been waiting for my coffee for 2 hours.

- It's horrible !
- I'm not telling you.

What happened
to this poor woman?

She looked so sweet
not like that fat countess.

Do you know the victim?

I ran into her yesterday,
at M. Paget's party.

Were you at Paget's party?

Oh dear !

Time flies this morning!

I must leave you.
I'm sorry. I have an appointment.

- A medical visit.
- You just arrived !

See you soon.

- Miss.
- Yes.

You cut it where I got it
indicated. No more no less.

- Heard?
- Yes.

I entrust my muse to you.
So no odd things.

- Of course, Mr. Paget.
- See you later, Marlene.

You come with me.

Is it Laurence
who sends you charcoal?

You play well
the luxury scarecrow.

I found a new job
they will finally recognize my qualities.

I take my destiny in hand.

I am a modern woman.

Yes. It's a job of the future, that is.

I am a muse!

Ah, "muse"!

They tell a girl
They want in their bed.

They can't be interested
in me for my qualities?

Hardly.

I'm such a idiot
to offer something other than my ...

I did not say that.

It's just...
Don't you find that weird?

Everything you told me
was hypocrisy ?

What is the relationship ?

I warn you. It is not a life
for girls like you.

Girls like me?

What life
for girls like me?

Typing reports all day?

Whose only friend
is a goldfish?

You darken the picture a bit, don't you?

It's okay, your life is not so bad!

And then you're unfair.

Bubble is not your only friend.

Yes.

He listens to me without judging me.

It's a fish.

Well here it is! You're still critical.

You teach me

you don't back down
at nothing to write an article.

It's wrong to steal the job
poor working women.

Paget gives you the shine brush
and you take the melon.

It helps me progress,
him, at least.

Yes, we are making progress, yes ...

Do you take me for an nitwit?

- I asked for barathea.
- It's overpriced!

Obviously!
I don't dress the janitors!

get lost.

You never hit.

Pure waste of time.

Does that remind you of something ?

How awful !

Yes.

She charmed me
for an invitation to the parade

but I didn't give in.

I don't know how she could
enter the evening.

- Wasn't that a customer?
- Absolutely.

I have never seen her.

And you ?

Me neither.

Same for me.

Pity.

The new Marlene
finally burst into broad daylight?

It's ugly to see.

We have nothing more to say to each other.

I'm not planning on getting fired.

I have to cut this rag
then I'll cut it.

Where are my scissors?

I am going to ask
another seamstress.

I have no confidence
in your talents.

- Ah!
- Ah! What...

What are you doing here,
both of you ?

April, what is that?

Marlene, your check-up went
fine ? No heart attack in sight?

Large blades.

Where did you find them?

It's my scarf and my scissors.

This derangement is going to sink the house.

Everything we've built, Edouard.

- Miss?
- Me ?

Yes. I have some questions
to ask you.

Excellent initiative

which should generalize
to places where women work.

What are you doing here?

If I find you snooping around,
I'll lock you up.

Put an ad in your newspaper
to find out who it is.

You imprison me
or do you need me?

I should know.

You are useful to me
by staying in your place.

Sorry.

Dad had photos taken
of me by a photographer.

Can I sign you one?
What is your name ?

Thank you but I have passed the age
to pin-up photos

on the walls of my room.
I prefer autopsy photos.

You are an original, you.
I love that.

You...

Sorry.

Now
that you are fit for work,

I would beg you
to reinstate my position.

I won't tolerate any more
lie, nor the slightest delay.

Is that clear ?

And me, I no longer tolerate
that they speak to me thus.

Here, people respect me.
I am treated fairly.

Here I have an appointment
with my destiny.

Your destiny, as you say,
is being a secretary, Marlene.

You hear ? My secretary !

Not a fashion doll!

By the way, you have found
his identity ?

No suspicious disappearance
does not correspond to the description.

I've launched a wanted notice.

Waiting,
we will call her Mrs X.

The blood of Mrs. X.

Ditto for the scissors.

I see a very great similarity
with the murder of Gomez.

It could very well be
the same weapon and the same assassin.

At first, the 2 victims do not seem
to have anything in common only Paget house.

An idea came to me.

Yes ?

Patricia Nollet could have,
disturbed as she is,

mimic Gomez's murder
in order to be arrested

and atone for the attempt
of murder on his uncle.

The other day you told me that a
woman could not kill as well.

A normal woman, no,

but a borderline personality,
like Patricia Nollet, yes.

Maybe after all. Yes.

You have nothing more precise
to tell me about the victim?

"You wear it beautifully."

She was talking about my dress.

"A very daring model by Mr. Paget
which does not suit all women. "

Haven't you noticed anything else?

She spoke with a foreign accent,
I think so, but from where?

German?

Italian, maybe.

Or Russian.

You are appalling, Marlene.

No wonder you become
mannequin. It's at your fingertips.

Auntie Lucette was right.
Good-looking men have no heart.

But beauty has a finite time

and you don't get younger,
commissioner.

Reassuring yourself with a young girl
is an old man's thing.

What are you talking about ?

I saw what is happening
with Francoise, the little pest.

No class.

On the contrary, I find her charming.

My coffee is for today
or for tomorrow?

I invite you to reread
the ministerial job description.

I am a secretary, not a waitress,
neither laundress nor nurse.

Well. I ordered
a box of resistance fighters,

I will know how to serve myself well
of that stupid coffee machine.

Miss Nollet.

Why hide the murder weapon
in an easily accessible place?

So that we can trace it back to you?

A witness saw a brunette
with a clear coat

run away from the crime scene.
We saw you. You hear me ?

I swear I didn't kill this woman.

According to other witnesses,

the victim was flirting
openly with Paget

at the perfume launch party.

You followed her,
you hit her

and you stabbed her
by jealousy ?

Your feelings
for your boss are notorious.

It means we can kill
without knowing ?

In that case,
I am completely crazy.

Laurence!

What is still happening
with this woman?

Why are you taking her?

She stabbed a stranger.

- When?
- Last night.

At what time ?

10:30 pm Where are you coming from?

It can't be her.

Why is that ?

Because at this hour,
she was...

She was with me.

With you ?

Marlene is at her post?

I would prefer to speak
away from prying ears.

The morgue.

Yes, good.

Patricia Nollet and I participated
in an AA session.

"AA"?
But what is this ?

Alcoholics Anonymous.

They are support groups
where we share our experiences

to try to get out of it.

I am a former alcoholic.

I dived when my wife died.

It's going fast, you know ...

We dread
to go home in the evening,

to face your loneliness,
the empty apartment,

so we get used to
to throw 1, 2, 3, 4 at the cafe.

From bad to worse.
It’s hell.

Tricard, I'm sorry but ...

But I made it out
even if it was not easy.

I am sure
that Patricia will be okay too.

She's a regular in our group.

She was there yesterday from 10 p.m. to midnight.

There are 5 of us who can attest to this.

Why didn't she say anything?

The same reason
that I am hiding to confess it to you.

Shame.

Especially since it has plunged again.

To the point of not confessing her alibi
in a murder case?

You won't believe me but the alcohol
alters memories, logic.

She may have forgotten
her presence in AA.

If you say so.

It's sad to see
a young woman losing her footing.

Me, it ...

Yes Yes.

Yes ? No but...

I woke up early
to work in the workshop.

Eh yes.

The investigation is resolved?
So am I, I think.

No no no.

Finished the holidays.

Patricia was cleared of the murder
of the mysterious unknown.

I want to know
what's going on at Paget.

Yes but then the ...

It's amazing that they chose
someone like You.

How did you mystify them?

Don't tell me you can sew.

Well if I tell you...

I have to be in the gallery
early sewing, I have to sleep.

Good night.

And otherwise...

Marlene, she talks to you
of her changeover?

She...

No.

Neither that nor the rest.
We do not talk anymore.

What fly stung her?

She is insolent,
you can't imagine.

Yes, yes, I can very well ...

She got a melon
the waiste of a watermelon.

A fashion designer remarks
its pleasant plastic,

she brags as if she had
received the Nobel Prize.

I created a monster.

It's kind of my fault.

It was I who told him not to
let herself be walked on.

Ah, well done! Well done !

Thank you. Congratulations.

To wind it up like a cuckoo
feminist, you deregulated it!

She was under the influence.

She is incapable
of such betrayal.

Muzzle it!
This is all because of you.

Sorry ?

You treat her
like less than nothing.

I refuse to continue
to hear your slander, her!

Come on, I'm leaving.

So much the better!
I'll get my bed back!

Thank you.

So good night.

Good night, yes.

- That's it.
- Yes that's it.

It's pig work.

Resume and embroider at 6 mm
of the neckline, as I said!

I embroidered at 7 mm!
There is no difference!

If you are unable to see it,
your place is not here.

It's not okay, right?

What's going on ?
We hear you from the living room!

Mlle Nollet destroyed the embroidery!
I have been working on it for 3 days.

What got into you?

Two days before the parade.

Do you want to ruin the collection?

It'll put your ideas back in place.

Miss,

take back the black dress
on the new mannequin.

Go! Faster than that !

Hello miss.

Hello Madam.

Arms.

Mr. Paget says I will
to be divine, in this dress.

He's not wrong.

Are your ankles Fine ? Not too much...

You advised me to be selfish.

You take everything at the face value.

My poor old lady,
you're more daft than I thought.

But what a ringworm!

It's normal,

life has given you no gift.

It made you bitter.

Because it's no cake
to imagine for 5 years

that a guy like Laurence
will fall in love with you?

Either way, luck has turned.

Thanks to M. Paget,
I'm going to go around the world.

As a luxury hen.

Well, great program.

It will advance the cause of women.
It's good.

You keep talking about feminism

but you too,
you stagnate in a mediocre life.

You are not even able to make yourself
a small name in journalism.

Cow skin.

Lousy!

You just have to take it back on your own,
your goddamn dress. Bye.

Camel!

A gifted ex-offender
but a little schizo.

A mysterious stranger
and a little thug.

All related to the Paget house.

A beautiful bag of knots,
isn't it, Marlene?

Yes.

I had forgotten that madam has better
to do than to serve France.

Isn't it, Bubble?

What do you think
of this affair, Bubble?

Yes. It doesn't help much.

I can't, I can't!

I can not
think under these conditions.

Bubble?

Bubble, but what ...

Bubble, no ...

Oh no.

It's not going, right?

Miss Vermeer?

What are you doing here?

I know a few tricks.

It's 1962, Swan.
I please you.

We must speed up the movement.

How? 'Or' What
do you know my first name?

I am not interested
in little girls.

I am not small.
I'm 21 in 1 month.

I'm a woman. I show you ?

Since you are forcing me ...

Outside !

Go!

You will be dealing with my father.

I am only asking for that.

I have 2-3 tips to give him
to correct the gated brats.

Laurence!

Vermeer uses Paget
to launder money.

Ah yes ?

As Gomez was not white-blue,
I said to myself that maybe ...

What the hell are you doing?

Did you kill Bubble?

Marlene will never forgive you.

She won't notice anything.

Last year,

Bubble I
died his beautiful death.

So as not to hurt Marlene,
I replaced it.

She only saw fire.

I just accidentally killed
Bubble II, long live Bubble III.

What proves
that it was an accident?

You believe me really incapable
to commit a perfect crime?

Narcissus the Flemish,

15 wins
for 56 losses in 45 KOs.

After hanging up, you become
the owner of casinos,

circles of play,
racehorses

and the famous Paget house.

Find the mistake.

When your girl will know

that you use Paget
to launder money,

daddy will pass
a bad quarter of an hour.

Don't mix Francoise with that.
You have no proof.

It won't be long.

Your name appears in a survey
of the financial brigade

about fake boxing matches

in which Paco Gomez
acts as a bookmaker.

Yes.

- So what ?
- "So ?"

Did he blackmail you?

And you got rid of it?

A successful miner's son,
It annoys people like you.

I'm not going
teach you your job

but shenanigans and murder,
it's not the same category.

Unless the victim
knows something.

I wouldn't be surprised
to know that this woman ...

was your mistress.

I would have liked.

But no.

I don't know her from Eve or Adam.

For Gomez, it's true
that he did me some favors.

Nothing too bad.

Louise Charpentier presented it to me.

She knows everyone,
in that case.

Even this poor girl.

You must know a lot of things
to collaborate with the police.

"Collaborate ..."

What a bad word.

It hurts me to see you
wade through the dirt.

This fish is not Bubble.

What are you talking about, Marlene?

Of course it's Bubble.

Stop taking me for an idiot.

Bubble is bigger,

he squints slightly with one eye

and has a fin
shorter than the other.

Assassin!

You can't pay attention
daft cow?

This lace
is extremely fragile.

I don't need a sewing lesson
from an accountant.

I can part with you
when I want.

So put more heart
at work.

Hey ! Ho! No but it's over
the 19th century!

Slavery, corporal punishment ...
There are laws.

Leave your post immediately
and it's useless to come back.

You can't fire me
because I am defending a comrade,

nor slap a worker.

It suits them
that there is no union.

Shut up !

But we're not going to let it go.

We are fed up with you
to pull the wool over our eyes?

Get off!

Luxury toilets
reserved for management

and ours at the end of the courtyard.

Overtime
not paid, slaps,

all this for a pittance.

- Do you find that normal ?
- No.

Our mothers fought
to be able to work, all this for ...

crumbs, crumbs!

In times of war, France
is happy to find us.

Who runs the factories?

- It's us.
- Get back to work!

- Who runs the fireplaces?
- It's us !

Who runs the country?
It's us !

Who makes the world go round?
Us girls!

Without us, Paget is gone.

Wake up !

Get back to work immediately!

Together we can
make things change.

- General strike !
- General strike !

- Overtime is not a luxury!
- Overtime is not a luxury!

Miss! Miss!

What is this nonsense ?

You inquire or you take yourself
for Rosa Luxemburg?

You are not credible.

Louise Charpentier
bangs the workers.

This woman has all the qualities.

Yes.

Take the opportunity to delve into
the offices of Charpentier and Paget.

What am I looking for?

Account books,
double billing,

exorbitant amounts.
At the slightest doubt, you take it.

- Okay.
- You can dispose.

Over the past 15 years,
Arlette Lecas, Julie Lemon,

Pauline Montaldo
and 10 other workers

have filed a complaint against you
for assault and battery.

All classified without continuation.

The workers
have no taste for work.

But perfection has a price,
commissioner.

Ah yes ?

How much do you estimate this price to be,
Madame Charpentier?

To that of a human life?

Right before she was killed

a witness saw the victim talking
to a brunette with a light coat.

Spitting portrait of Patricia Nollet.

Justice exonerated her.

Why are you still holding on
to have her accused?

To hijack the investigation
of the culprit?

You seem very attached to Paget.
I am wrong ?

I'm not
in love with my boss.

I leave that to the secretaries.

I wasn't thinking about that.

But rather has a maternal bond.

Mothers are able to kill
to protect their young.

Did you know the victim?
Do not lie.

- Narcisse Vermeer told me everything.
- Vermeer is a manipulator.

He wanted me to hire
that little strike from Gomez.

I'm sure this woman
was his mistress.

Stand up for the hunger forces

Reason thunders in its crater

It's the eruption of the end

Hello, Miss Nollet.

Tricard told me you had
your habits in this bar.

Yes.

He often came to get me here.

- Are you coming to arrest me?
- No no.

I just wanna do
a little walk with you.

Come on.

- I don't understand you, commissioner.
- It's mutual.

I am here for this.

You're wasting your time.

Edouard wanted to protect me
giving me an alibi.

I left
the fashion house before 11 p.m.

I killed Paco Gomez,
it's so obvious.

An evidence
a little too blinding for my taste.

I'm sure we try
to make you wear the hat.

For Gomez
and for the woman of the evening.

Who ?

And why ?

I don't know yet
but ... I may have a lead.

Go back to work, Patricia.

And above all, do not let yourself
intimidate by anyone.

Thank you.

Overtime is not a luxury!

Strike the day before the parade!
What's wrong with them?

It wouldn't have happened if you were
able to run your workshop.

You let us down
then you disembark. Where do you think you are?

Shit !

We cancel, we won't be ready.

I have a simple idea to solve this.
Let's give them what they want.

You told me we risked sinking
if we increased wages!

Give them what they want
they go back to work

and after the parade, they are fired.

It is despicable.

Edward,

you can't let that happen.

Do as you want, Louise.

This is your part, after all.

Ladies!

Ladies!

I have an announcement to make to you.

Some work here
since their beginnings

and know how proud we are
of our employees.

On behalf of management,
I accept to your demands.

Overtime paid,

two days off
and toilets in the building.

Despite the backlog,
ladies, I'm counting on you

so that the parade
be spectacular,

just like your talent.

Thank you.

- Alice!
- Alice!

You are happy
may the strike be over.

You will be able to play the muse

while we return to the tredmill.

You are not
an idiot, Alice.

Me, I don't take myself
for who I am not.

Returning to work is a trap.

This horrible woman proposed
to fire the workers

after the parade.

The worst is
that Mr. Paget agrees.

What a terrible environment!

Oh, the bastards.

There was something not clear,
with this sudden turnaround.

And Charpentier's fake ass,
to grease the tredmill.

Thanks, Marlene.

It's nice of you.

I'm not that bad
as you think.

But I never thought
something like that.

Never.

It's just that...

At the moment, I don't recognize you anymore.

It was fun
to think of herself as a goddess.

Nobody had ever
treated me like that.

Yes, but you know, goddess, ...
it's not an easy job.

You're all alone up there
on your pedestal.

Everyone revere you,
but you don't have any real friends.

Arms.

And then apart from the caviar,
you eat nothing.

You imagine
a life without fish and chips,

without scooter rides,
without surveys to carry out?

Without me.

Without Laurence.

Bubble free.

It's true, it's not cheerful.

It's boring and depressing,
you mean.

And did you think of us?

Alice!

I'm sick of being a goddess.

I want to get my real life back.

Make coffee,

type reports
which I do not understand.

I miss even Tricard.

Get yelled at by Laurence,
it misses you ?

Yes !

He's a fragile man
in the background.

Yes.

Basically.

It would bother you
to drop me off at home?

My bike died this morning.

Uh, that would be a pleasure,
but I have a date.

He has to come get me.

Is he at least handsome?

Um yes...
The face of an angel, blue eyes.

He is metallic.

You're rotten, you!

I'm good on the bus.

See you !

No follies!
You have to be in good shape tomorrow.

- You are stupid. Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Don't wait for me, eh!

Come on, we're gonna miss the bus.

The woman who was stabbed,
it's that English frump, Julie.

Julie? It makes no sense !

I talked to him,
I would have recognized her!

Why would Julie come back?

To stir in the shit
as she always has.

Did you have nothing to do with this murder?

Obviously not.

But i'm not unhappy
that it has been eliminated.

- She would have caused us trouble.
- Stop it. It wasn't Julie!

Ah, there he is.

Now,
I still have work on the organdy.

There is another problem.

The new little hand,

I'm sure she works
for the police, like your muse.

A cop good at sewing?

- You're really paranoid.
- You have to beware of her.

Why do you say that ?
Do you have something to prove it with?

After the parade,
you take a vacation.

I guarantee it.

Yes. One second, I'm coming!

The telephone exists, Avril.

What happened ?

I believe Louise
tried to kill me.

Come. Come in.

I couldn't put my hand
on the accounts.

But I have better.

I heard
Louise Charpentier and Paget.

And the victim,
the mysterious unknown,

her name was Julie.

They knew her a long time ago.

Carpenter was sure
that it was she but not Paget.

Him, he is convinced
that she killed her.

It's not very clear.

Sorry, I almost died!

It really hurts
to the skull and the knee.

I do what I can.

Finally this Julie, the second victim ...

- Ouch!
- I know.

- You didn't go to war.
- She was English.

Wait, wait, ...
An Englishwoman named Julie?

That sounds familiar.

But yes !

Julie Lemon!

And not Julie Le Mont.

There, it's not clear.

Julie Lemon was working
as a little hand for Paget.

With others,
they filed a complaint against Louise

for assault and battery.
It was 15 years ago.

She came back
and Louise didn't like it.

And suddenly, she killed her.

How horrible!

Apparently this harpy
wants to create a vacuum around Paget.

Patricia risks
to be her next victim.

- Will you use her as a bait?
- I'll watch her.

I don't think Louise dares
to act before tomorrow's parade.

It will give us time
to doze off for a few hours.

Thank you.

Because the, me ...

I am a poor person.

Ah, perfect.

Then !

Can you wake me up at 6?

No, 6:15 a.m.

Make yourselves at home.

Yeah.

Trash can.

Go put on the mocha dress.

You come here.

- We'll never get there.
- You say that every time.

We can not make mistakes.
It must be a triumph.

And for that, everyone
must work harder.

Understood ?

What? Are you going to cry?

We weren't going to keep her
to make you happy.

But you said you loved it.

Well I don't anymore.

back to the workshop?

Hello.

Welcome to the presentation
of this new collection.

This is amazing.

Here, sir.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Sir.

Come and help me.

Very good. Very good.

Go for it. You, hurry up.

- Where are we?
- We finished.

- We finished ?
- Yes.

It's beautiful. It falls.

Go over there. Come on.

Please,
girls, we hurry!

"This season, Mr. Paget

"has chosen to revisit its legendary
collection from the fall of 1948.

"We start
by a series of cocktail dresses,

"a variation
around the theme of elements.

"Wispy cloud.

"October light.

"Idea rose.

"On the edge of the lake.

"Before the wave.

"Night butterfly."

All right, turn around again.

Very good.

Go for it. Over there, over there, over there.

"Desire to please.

"Dinner at the cabaret."

I hope
that you are going to be quiet.

Mannequin,
it's a job, old lady.

Buckle it up, rickety grasshopper.

If you approach the commissioner,
you will have to do with me!

Wow.

But here is the real new Marlene.

I feel ridiculous in front of these girls
younger and thinner than me.

How dare you put yourself
in this state today?

It's a shame ! It is detestable!

You want to spoil my parade,
Patricia, is that it?

I don't deserve to work here.

I'll bother you more.

Come on. Get out of here.
No one has to see you like that.

And now,

the last piece
of this new Paget collection.

Quickly !

Uh ... dress.

"The black dress, 1962 edition."

- Superb!
- Well done ! Well done!

Well done! Well done!

Marlene, Laurence is there.
There, just there.

Where are you going ?

Marlene!

Help !

I blame myself so much.

I should have understood
Patty's madness.

You are not the only one
to have lack of lucidity.

Marlene, I'm going
take your deposition.

She is sublime.

Laurence is not doing well
with her dress.

Well, there it is.
I wrote down your testimony.

You can type it
when you have a moment.

If you want.

Of course, commissioner.

And that will give me the opportunity
to release your gift.

Well.

I'll go back to my office.

Patricia Nollet is guilty.

It's terrible,
and at the same time, very sad.

I just found
mail of the week.

I'm sorry, commissioner.

It doesn't matter, Marlene.

"In case something bad happens to me."

"Spring-summer collection 1947",

and it's Julie Lemon sign.

What does it mean ?

It's the famous black dress,
the emblematic model of Paget!

Marlene, you are
a gray matter accelerator.

Okay, well ... I'm going, girls.

It was nice working with you.
You are real artists.

You gave us
a big helping hand.

Gigi left?

She's in the great room.

Ah thank you.

Josiane,
I said at 7 mm, the embroidery.

Not at 6.

You pumpkin!

Resume immediately!

Edouard, I have lots of ideas
for the new collection.

Patricia and that shit Julie
don't come close to my ankle.

What are you doing, Gigi?

Nothing.

I was having fun.

Can we joke anymore?

Yes Yes.

Uh ...

I find it a little creepy,
as a joke.

But it's weird ...
Did you know her, the Englishwoman?

- Did you kill her?
- Whatever.

- And Louise Charpentier too.
- Shut up !

Don't be jealous,
your turn has arrived.

- You were behind it all.
- I had no choice.

When we get to the top
it is to stay there.

I don't understand your story.

Yet it is simple.

Julie lemon
was crazy about me, poor thing.

And quite talented.

But unable to stay in her place.

She was doodling dresses
by imagining becoming a stylist.

I fired her, back to Manchester.

And I got ...

very vaguely
inspired by her scribbles

for my 1948 collection.

- You stung them, yes.
- Big words.

Finally. Here is that 15 years later,
she returns,

and she blackmails me.

It's been a week
that you stall me.

If I don't have the money tomorrow
I do as I say, Edouard.

I explain to the press
how you stole my dresses.

I could not
let her destroy everything.

With the release of my perfume,
I arrive at my apotheosis.

Get rid of this pest.
Don't miss it this time.

Gigi, don't do that, I'm begging you!

He promised you the job of Patricia,
but he will get rid of you!

Rest assured, Paget.
You win on the exchange.

You will be better known
as a criminal than as a tailor.

Come on.

Take them away.

April?

April?

I'm here.

Or ?

Below !

Oh no.

How did you get it?

My essential secretary
gave me a little helping hand.

Well, precisely,
I wouldn't look down on it,

A little help.

- I'll let go!
- No !

You are free, Mademoiselle Nollet.

Since the return of Julie Lemon,

Paget no longer had
only one obsession:to kill her.

He could not
risk being involved.

The solution was before his eyes.

You, Mademoiselle Nollet.

He knew
your past, your fragility.

No. You are wrong.

Edouard would never have done that.

He gave me an alibi for
the murder of Paco to protect me.

You see ?
Your theory does not hold water.

His scheme
is most perverse.

You didn't have to go to jail
to be able to kill Julie Lemon.

Gomez, it was to make you
lose the ball.

To get you in your head
that you could kill.

Awful.

His dresses are so beautiful
and his soul is so black.

Paget paid Paco Gomez
to harass you.

And there, Gigi took action.

She was the one who stabbed Gomez.

Paget had created the ideal culprit.

He could get rid of
Julie Lemon.

Your boss knew
your alcohol addiction

and had access to your flask.

On analysis,
drugs were found there.

But that mechanism got stuck.

You had an alibi
for the murder of Julie Lemon.

To get you accused, he had to
sacrifice his faithful collaborator.

Why did he do this to me?

For fear of losing everything.

Paget has always been
served by women for success.

This mania that we have, women,
not to believe in our genius.

In your case,
it's more of lucidity, April.

Men like Paget
would almost make me a feminist.

Once and for all,
you are free, miss.

To do what ?

To exercise your talent.

I didn't have the opportunity
to tell you,

because you were my boss
but ... I find you super talented.

The world needs much more
of a Patricia than of a Marie Curie.

Yeah

I never thought you were guilty.

Thank you.

I am ashamed to have plunged again.

I will help you
get rid of that crap.

I won't let you fall.

Together...

... we are stronger.

See you tonight, Ernest.

See you tonight, Patricia.

Oh la la, how fast it goes!

Look, Alice!

Don't pretend
to love this machine, Marlene.

I know you are bored here.

Your life with me
is not the most hectic.

But I don't worry.

You are a model
of great talent.

I'm sure you'll find
a designer who will recognize

your great value.

But I do not believe it
may my destiny to be a muse.

Oh no. It's already over,
the new Marlene?

But you said
that you could do something else

than being Laurence's slave.

But take advantage of it!

Go away !
She doesn't want to!