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PARIS OR PERISH

The blue is perfect.

Shoes, shoes...

Don't touch Mommy's things!

Who cares?

Perfect!

- Hello, ma'am. - I have no money!

Don't bother. Go back where you came from!

Don't bother, guys. Be nice.

Be nice or I'll squirt you!

Maya, don't park there.

Karim, I'll be five minutes.

Hello, les girls.

- You okay, Maya? - No. Late.

Hey bimbettes!

He took me home. I spent the night.

Sorry, did I miss anything?

We just began.

You had sex on the first night?

Am I a slut? I made him wait till morning.

That's better.

And how's your lawyer?

Thierry? I never dated that guy.

His belt with the fat DG logo: Deal-breaker!

Debrief me at 5 tomorrow.

- In detail. - Of course.

At 6, conference call with Shanghai.

Tonight's essential party... Vogue USA!

Get Marine invited.

Intern at the party?

In case we need photocopies or coffee?

She'd enjoy it.

She'd enjoy liposuction more!

Grandma, who gave you this number?

It's Stress City here.

Stress City? Where is that?

- Coming soon? - I don't know.

I'll call you back.

Grandma's far away in Morocco.

She thinks she has to shout.

How about a weekend in Marrakesh?

Good idea!

Marrakesh is so 2008.

I can't plan as far ahead as tonight's clothes.

Strangers without invitations, ugly people...

get lost.

You know who you are, so go.

Getting us in?

The It girls! Good to see you.

Open up. Hurry!

Move.

How many?

- Six of us. - No, five.

One, two, three, four...

five, six.

Paul Ritz does XXL now?

Guess so.

You okay?

- Great party. - Don't touch me.

- Hi, Gigi! - You're here? Nice to see you!

Excellent.

Just assholes tonight.

Just asses... Hello!

I can't stand him.

Hello! I hate her guts.

Amazing venue, though.

Yes, I'm not that bad.

- I guess. - I know.

Thingy...

Four pools, please.

What about that one?

A spool too.

Spool...

What's wrong?

I don't want her here. I'll make her eat her implants.

- Gigi! - I'm coming!

In my aunt's country house, she has dishes...

Ben!

The It girls. Stay here.

We're not pals.

Maybe one day, but at a price.

- I had to dish up major dirt. - What?

Gossip. A scoop. A real game-changer!

Totally tacky. All Americans.

My little desert princess.

3 kisses at the Baron don't make me yours.

The belle is a rebel.

- What you up to later? - And you?

- The Baron. - Cool, not us!

You're a pain.

You don't return my calls, my texts, emails.

What's your conclusion?

Stay with me. I may be your style.

You're not my style

because you have none.

- Coming? - With pleasure.

I'm Marine Fournier.

On Facebook.

Sorry, no internet.

Come along to the Montana.

No, I'm exhausted.

Come on, one last drink.

Okay, one last drink.

One last drink...

What a trap. Never again, I swear!

You swear each time. Come out with us.

You only go out on Saturdays.

Saturdays are for hicks and esses.

Esses?

Waitresses, stewardesses, hostesses. Loseresses!

- I'd go out weeknights. Alex won't. - You don't work!

I'm writing my script.

You sit at your computer.

Work also means typing.

I had an audition today.

Forwhat?

The Agriculture Department. I was a potato.

I'd have been better as a kiwi.

Ryan Gosling began there.

But he didn't end up there!

When did you quit smoking?

You must miss it.

Especially the one after sex.

He can't get it up.

Why not shout it?

My guy can't get it up!

She's just kidding.

Are you stupid?

Come on...

Nights at the hospital exhaust me.

I know! You wake me when you get in bed.

Grandmother

Why don't you answer?

She's bugging me to come to Morocco.

You haven't gone home in 10 years.

Home is here. And I won't go see my dad.

Anyway, Firmin is dropping me off.

I'm in a rush.

Give me a kiss.

See you soon.

Give me a kiss.

I love you.

Yeah, see you tonight.

Hurry up. I have to show my sketches.

Don't worry. I'm an ace.

I forgot the lock.

That hurt so bad!

How can you be so dumb?

Your fault for rushing me.

All my papers...

Dammit, Firmin!

My bag is soaking wet.

Forget it. I'll take a cab.

My helmet!

Royal mojitos are totally toxic.

Pink champagne is not fattening.

We're in the homestretch. The show's in 3 weeks.

Machine, my coffee,

goddammit!

Machine!

It's Marine but...

Who's starting?

Jess, how about the lace?

We had to change the dye a quarter of a shade.

So we'll be three days late.

- No what? - We won't be late.

Yes because the supplier...

And the supplier?

Find someone else to bore.

Here's the selection of models for the show on the 27th.

- And for back-up? - Those two.

Lastly... what about the new designs?

Emma, Maya?

While putting it together, I realized

the sleeves weighed down the line. So I suggest,

please...

sleeveless... and with long gloves.

Absolutely brilliant.

Turn around.

Very good idea.

No dimensions due to a tiny accident.

Make it fast.

Right away.

Here's the canvas mock-up.

I am totally sorry.

I tripped.

Here's a mock-up.

I tightened the ballooning waist.

For the stitching, I thought... a coral topstitch.

Coral?

I know it's an unusual color, but...

it works well with this season's prints.

That all for today?

Okay.

Maya, Emma, my office.

- Maya, I don't have all day. - Coming!

Sit.

That was for Theo.

Sorry, I thought you meant...

Have a seat.

Good job, Emma.

Your prototypes were fine but the coral...

A coral topstitch!

Yes, but coral is a color that can have glimmers...

ofwhite...

or black...

Depends on the lighting.

- This is no good. - I'm sorry.

Coral is fine! Fight for your ideas. This is fashion.

Emma does it very well.

We're firing Alexis. A designer with no drive.

Permanent post up for grabs and...

Emma could do it well.

You too, Maya.

There's one spot... and two of you.

If your dresses are good, they're in.

Take my sketches and make them yours.

Something...

Parisian, modern, hip.

Be creative. Surprise me.

Whichever of you blows me away...

gets promoted.

He pit us against each other.

I saw that...

- So? - How were we?

Intense.

Over-intense.

- Jealous. - Totally.

Bottoms up, Firmin.

One glass and he forgets his name.

It's on his bracelet.

You don't miss all those best friends?

We're no longer enemies

and they don't admit outsiders easily.

A toast to friendship!

And your newjob.

And to love because I love you a lot...

It's time we find you a guy. Or we'll never vacation together.

Girls who are smart and pretty scare guys off.

But I meant you.

You've been single since Brandon Lopez in 6th grade.

Perfect name for the projects.

I'm done with suburbanites.

My boyfriend will be Parisian.

No GPS to find the Champs-Elysées.

I don't want him talking comfort when I talk style.

Alex, how can you stand Firmin?

Why?

- He dresses bad. - Nonsense.

You wear fakes. One sleeve shorter than the other.

These are very classy fakes. Or else give me clothes.

I gave you a Paul Ritz jacket that you sold on eBay.

Alex told me.

Did she say how white pants make your ass fat?

A what?

Like what kind of fat ass?

Like a fat lady's.

Later, Huguette. See you soon. Thanks a lot.

It was a lot of fun.

Who's getting into the trunk?

- Who's riding trunk? - Not me!

Why is it always me? You go.

- Out of the question. - Why?

I don't lend out my car.

I'll do "eenie meenie".

Eenie meeie...

I forget the rest. Firmin in the trunk.

You're such pains. It's always me. It sucks!

Sweetheart!

You're so sexy when you're angry.

Really?

You look like Ryan Gosling.

- Really? - Into the trunk.

I don't have the cigarette.

If I did, I think I'd be killer hot.

Because if I...

My neck, Alex!

You hurt me! That killed my neck!

- You're fine. - I'm not.

Drama queen!

Let's go to the hospital.

It's nothing.

No, it's something! When I do this...

I can't do it.

I'm in pain. Really.

What's he doing? He's driving so slow!

Pass him. Who cares?

It's a solid line.

Pass him. There's nothing ahead.

Here we go.

- Who's the ace? - Nice going.

Shit.

Great.

- Who knew? - Get down!

Too many muscles.

Relax. I'll lay on the charm.

No prob. He'll be putty in my hands.

Your papers, please.

Of course.

Been drinking?

Just one drink.

But I refilled it a few times.

You're Moroccan. Your documents, please?

Of course.

Step out of the car. You too, miss.

So...

Stay here. I'll run a check.

Yes, sir!

Run this info.

Right away.

It's all Firmin's fault. World champion...

Let's buy him a brain.

And some tits for you.

For the little you use them, wait for the sales.

I'm sure we can negotiate.

There's a problem with your resident card.

It expired a year ago.

No big deal.

You'll go to the drunk tank

while we check your alien status.

Alien status? Are you okay?

I'm fine, thanks.

We'll impound your car. And you'll come along nicely.

I'm going nowhere. Alex, call the police.

Hey, Cinderella!

Pocahontas!

Let me see your panties.

Finally... I can't stay here.

Don't worry. You're going.

Great.

- To a detention center. - What's that?

Where aliens await deportation.

Think I'm an illegal? I won't allow this!

Let me go or you'll be sorry.

It's for your own good. I know people...

Know a good lawyer?

Hello, Maya.

Again, I'm sorry. I was tense.

Dad died the day before.

That's not why I'm here.

Your resident card expired last year.

- They're deporting you to Morocco. - They can't.

They can.

They can't do this. I've been here 20 years!

You had to show it.

You should have been renewing your card each year.

What?

I had no idea!

You're wrong.

You have to appeal. That's very complicated.

Immigrant aid exists.

I'm not an immigrant. I don't need aid!

I don't mix with them.

Let me sign. I have to work today.

Maya, you don't get it.

Today you get deported.

The Moroccan consulate is doing the paperwork.

You're saying...

What must I do to stay?

Three solutions.

One, you have an exceptional talent.

Like?

For example... you're a great soccer player

and France wants you in the World Cup.

No way. Next?

A letter from work saying you can't be replaced.

I work temp. A permanent post opens next month.

And the last solution?

Marry someone French and get citizenship.

I was afraid.

Why?

I saw myself on the plane. Don't scare me like that.

I don't understand.

Understand what?

Don't tell me

you're against marrying your desert princess.

Let's try it... We'll see.

Asking a lawyer for a phony marriage?

What do you mean by "phony"?

Without love.

But of course there's love!

You love me, don't you?

Thierry, please, I don't want to see my father.

Your dead father?

Thierry, wait.

I told your friends. They'll meet you at the airport.

Have a safe trip.

How are you?

I'm not good.

By the way, I'm okay. It's nothing serious.

It's cool.

Let's go.

There must be a solution!

Nothing. No talent. No permanent post.

No French husband.

I was scared I had spinal damage.

You have a solution. Paul Ritz!

You need a permanent post.

You will, in a month.

I'm going to Morocco.

Don't tell them. Say you had an accident.

Say you're stuck at home but can still work.

I'll fax hospital papers. Keep working "from home"

and come back for the job.

It'll never work. They send people to check.

Get a tourist visa in Morocco. You'll be back in 3 days.

Spinal damage would have sucked. No action movies...

Shut the fuck up!

Who cares? Maya is being deported, get it?

It's serious!

We have to go now.

Should we tell anyone?

You two are all I have in Paris.

Bad timing, but I thought...

Can you bring me back a few Lacostes?

What?

It's time to go now.

Take care of Diva.

The cat's your job.

No Arabic.

But you're Moroccan.

Alex, Firmin, Keep me posted about work... Xxoo.

Taxi here.

Ben Guerir. Mourad Afife St. How much?

- It depends. - On what?

It just depends...

Look at the road.

I'm looking at it!

No, you're not!

First time in Morocco?

It's pretty...

Don't worry. I'm a great driver.

Don't stop here. We're going to my place.

A quick detour.

Little tip for the smile.

Call whenever.

No problem.

Grandma!

How are you?

What are you doing here?

Good and you?

Jalila!

Jalila, my wife...

So good to meet you.

Tarek told me how you live in Paris

and dress like a star!

Look who came to surprise you!

Hello.

The house has changed.

We've renovated a little.

Over 10 years.

It's nice.

Is there a place for my stuff? A guest room?

Your room...

Mommy, I make the clothes for my Barbie. Watch.

I take some fabric,

fold it in two...

It's Grandma who taught me.

- How are you, Firmin? - Fine...

You never asked my shirt size.

You kidding? What about Paul Ritz?

Alex sent him the fax.

I can work from here. Cool.

Wait... I have Nicolas' sketches.

But I need you to Fedex me silk, lace, thread

and a stockman.

Think I'm your courier? I'm writing my script.

Making progress.

Come on, I'll have the seamstress prepare it.

Okay but remember my shirts.

Yeah. Diva doesn't miss me too much?

- Terribly. - I knew it.

Otherwise I'm so happy...

They took off the neck brace...

What's with the surprise visit?

It's complicated.

Try me.

It's because I had a slight car accident.

I took advantage

of sick leave. Temps don't get vacation.

And so I came.

Out with it.

I got deported.

My card expired. Don't tell anyone!

Early tomorrow, the Consulate. In 2 days, I'm gone.

2 days?

Is seeing us that bad?

Tarek, I have responsibilities. Or I'll get fired.

You're here. Make a vacation of it.

It's a key moment in my career!

And why vacation here?

You know it's not for me.

Poor... and dirty everywhere.

Welcome to Morocco.

So?

What's up? How are our cousins?

We haven't spoken since they moved abroad.

Suburbs aren't abroad.

Really? More Arabs than in Morocco!

Pathetic girl.

Pathetic guy!

- You got Dad's character. - And you, his mustache.

Kids, that's enough.

Tarek, don't bother your sister.

- Eat. - I'm not hungry.

That's why you're skinny!

Now that it's redone, where's the toilet?

We have to save water.

We use the garden now. Pick a bush.

Are you serious?

Yes.

Great start...

Suit from the 80s.

Good morning to you too.

Good morning.

Shit.

Hello, Nicolas.

I heard about the accident. You okay? Great.

We're using

your idea for a topstitch. Chan's crew loves it.

For once we out-slant the Chinks!

You're on speakerphone.

I'm with Chan and his crew.

And what kind of thread?

What kind of thread?

Silk!

Silk thread.

Reference F2703 would be great.

How many times a day is this?

Can you hear me?

Can you hear?

I can hear you.

The hospital connection is bad.

I thought you were home.

Yes, I'm home.

Email your feedback. I'll get back to my meeting.

He hung up.

How do I go to town? Enough of this shit country.

Take a right and follow the road for 3 miles.

What?

You walk to work? No taxi or bus?

No, sorry.

Rat hole.

Maya!

Asshole!

Welcome to Morocco!

I don't want any!

I have no money.

No money!

I said no!

- In line. - I'm a VIP.

Get in line!

I neverwait in line.

In line.

I want an emergency visa for France.

Make an appointment.

My next opening is late next month.

There's no way to...

speed things up?

Come back tomorrow. I'll see what I can do.

Take advantage of your vacation to eat well, benti.

She's not on vacation. She was deported.

Her birth certificate vanished from my papers.

I assume you took it for a visa request.

Your beloved country kicked you out?

I'm going to bed.

Do that.

Go to bed.

Tonight, my love...

you'll be "up" to it.

I hate animals. I've got it made.

Why?

I have a cat in my room and a slug in my bed.

Can I have my computer back?

Maya!

What?

Come here!

What is this?

Tarek said there are no toilets.

Think we're in the dark ages? There's a toilet!

It was lousy. He had a micro-penis.

Look.

And I'm zooming.

Isn't it odd Maya vanished after Nico mentioned the job?

Car accident. She's stuck at home.

How do you know?

I brought Nico coffee during their conference call.

An accident.

When a permanent job opens.

What's she up to?

Seriously, what's she up to?

It's not like Paris.

Parisians built bakeries around the ovens.

Hello, darling!

How is my favorite competitor doing?

It's been two days. You never answer my calls.

Take care ofyourself. Call me back.

Paris...

Here.

No, thanks.

Not good enough for you?

But I'd love some wine.

What?

Benti, you should talk to your father.

He never even says hi.

He's upset.

You never come to Morocco.

What about me?

I was upset he never called to say Mom was dying.

It was to spare you.

Spare me from what?

Saying goodbye?

I'll be late.

In your situation, as a deportee,

I cannot issue you a visa.

I understand.

So when can I get it?

As I said, you won't get a visa.

But when exactly?

I said you won't get one.

I understand.

It's not enough?

Get out.

Wait, sir. My life is in Paris.

My job, my friends, my cat.

If you work, get a work visa.

The meeting's on the 15th. Fashion week!

I understand but I can't help.

Please, sir. Give me a visa.

- A tiny visa. - Get out.

A mini one.

No Arabic!

Relax. You lose your mind?

Batman, you lose Robin?

Why go back to Paris at any cost?

Why?

My life is there.

I did it myself. For 20 years I've fought to fit in.

Not to be seen as a girl from the projects.

I made it on my own and they send me back to square one.

"If you can see your life broken

"and start over at the beginning..."

"Or risk it all on a turn of pitch and toss...

"you'll be a Man, my son."

It's no help. I'm not a man and not your son.

What a pain in the ass!

Tarek!

Come here, please!

Where are you?

In here.

Why are you in there? You're crazy.

Visa denied. I have to leave. And I fit inside.

But how will you breathe?

Don't ask dumb questions.

Zip it. Put the Louboutins inside.

Don't act so stupid.

I have to find a way back.

If I miss the show in two weeks, no job and no way back.

Life here isn't bad.

Know any smugglers?

Maybe.

It's late. Go to bed.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

I'm inside you.

You're not.

I am.

It's nothing.

Go back to sleep.

We have to talk.

I barely have 2 weeks

and no visa, no inspiration.

It's normal you're uninspired. This isn't you.

Maybe it needs a little gold.

Hello.

Why not tell the truth?

I don't feel ready.

Why not say so before?

Stop screaming.

I'm not screaming!

- Sleep on the couch! - Can we talk calmly?

I'm very calm.

But you won't be.

Bull's eye! No moped, no script.

Are you crazy?

That was your computer. Mine is here.

I don't want a baby ifyou don't.

Your underwear is ridiculous.

I went to Maya's at 8 pm. No one.

She won't answer my calls.

She vanished. Her mail is piling up.

It's a strategy. Beware. I sense that stuff.

I'm sure she's not sick.

What?

Come in.

What is it?

It's sort of delicate.

I think Maya's lying. She's not sick.

It's what I hear.

I hate water-cooler gossip. I'm working.

She hasn't been home all week.

She's supposedly on sick leave.

Mandarin Hospital here.

Did you have a patient named Maya Benlatif?

Benlatif...

It doesn't sound familiar.

I'll check my files. The name doesn't ring a bell.

Let me check... Hold on...

Maya Benlatif. Broken shoulder. Confined to home. Why?

Nothing. Undigested coffee.

Get out.

Are they the guys?

I don't know them too well.

They'll smuggle you out by boat.

Let me talk.

They're wary.

Maya... Bader, Medhi.

Pay up.

We said 20,000.

Lay off! That money's mine!

It's yours now.

What do I do?

Get in the boat.

Already?

There's no time!

Thanks a lot.

Good luck.

Call when you get there.

What now?

Wait for high tide!

Asshole!

What?

Still angry?

Take a guess.

Your money.

We're really sorry.

I think Medhi and I found a real solution.

Really?

Rub 3 times and make a wish.

Go on, rub.

Asshole.

Just kidding.

It's really funny.

Come on...

You're not cool.

And you are?

Yes.

Family means nothing to you. You send no money.

Only your fancy clothes matter.

Cut the crap.

How many shoes this year?

How often did you call?

Is that normal?

Let us take you out tonight.

Never on a Saturday.

Another one.

Oh my God, it's him!

Mammoud Arahmi.

Who?

He's in a detergent commercial.

How is beautiful Maya?

I'm fine.

The Parisian... Very pretty outfit.

- Nice, right? - Too bad you forgot the bottom.

Too bad about your brushing.

Very "Baywatch".

Thanks.

Very "Gay-crotch".

Coming to the desert?

I have too many worries.

I know about your visa trouble.

I can ask my dad. He works at the consulate.

Spare me another idioticjoke.

- It's true. - Why didn't Tarek say so?

He loves you and wanted to enjoy your presence.

He's had enough now.

Give him the application for me.

Ben! What are you doing here?

How are you?

Fine. I'm on vacation.

Morocco's great. 3 hours from Paris.

Palm trees, pool, cocktails. You know.

I had the same idea.

Don't stay here. We're in the VIP section.

Cool.

- How long are you here for? - 10 days.

But I love Marrakesh. It's St. Tropez for the winter.

If only there were fewer Arabs.

Very nice legs.

You bet.

Where did your smile go?

What an asshole.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

What do I smell?

Been drinking?

Not much.

You drink and lie.

You won't go to Paradise, child.

All I want is to go back to France.

Why were they here?

To propose to you.

Don't be silly.

What?

What were they doing here?

Your brother said. For your marriage.

You want to marry me off?

These things happen here.

Other families may ask but it's our decision.

Our decision? The decision is mine!

I want what's best for you.

Was lying about Mom's cancer best for me?

She didn't want to be seen.

She lost 60 pounds. Chemo destroyed her.

Too much pain.

Exactly. We'd have come for support.

She told me to hide it from you.

I respected my wife's wishes!

Yourwife.

No pictures of her here.

I never said goodbye thanks to you.

You took her away.

It's coming here that killed her!

It's the French doctors who didn't see the cancer!

For them, it was exhaustion. We came here to relax.

They tried treating her here.

It was too late.

It's nice to get some fresh air.

You're right about that.

You'll see. The place I'm taking you is magical.

Thanks, Grandma.

You take good care of me.

That's what grandmas are for.

Your father is awkward. He means no harm.

He only wants what's best for you.

Very clumsy.

Are you sure they massage?

It was amazing. In Paris I'm overbooked.

Parties, fashion shoots...

I barely have time to eat. Imagine!

There are too many guys into me.

Let's try with the gold behind us.

One, two...

three.

It's not me.

What are you doing here?

Family problems. I had to come back.

- It's just between us. - Of course.

Why are you here?

This weekend was my cousin's wedding.

Let's go. You have a plane.

- Here you are. - Indeed.

Great seeing you.

Really?

Enjoy the rest of your trip.

I will.

Tarek, find a way in without your key!

It's Medhi.

I'm coming!

Hi.

You okay?

Yeah, fine.

So? Coming with us to the desert?

I have to concentrate on my dress.

Just for one night.

I have to work.

Come on. Make the most of your last days.

You'll love it.

It's just like Paris.

If it's like Paris...

I'll come.

Any water left?

Can you help me?

This one is a pain.

- Don't take advantage. - I won't.

- Better than Paris? - Exactly the same.

Hurry, I'm thirsty.

- So you go faster. - I'm going fast.

We're coming!

I'd try using this shade.

I have some gossip.

An amazing scoop.

What? You finally found a guy?

No, not yet.

Emma the virgin.

Maya lied. She's not home

or at hospital but in Morocco

living it up, while we slave away.

How do you know?

I saw her yesterday.

And what's more... she got fat.

When will she be back?

Never.

Come with me.

Anything wrong?

No ideas for my dress.

Is that serious?

Without a permanent post, I'm stuck here.

You'll find an idea.

I don't think so.

God doesn't want me to go back. I'm a bad person there.

Maybe you'll like it here. It's your country.

I'll never get used to it.

Tarek gave you my application?

I gave it to my dad. It's on the top of his pile.

See that?

Make a wish.

Don't make me laugh.

Do what I do. Close your eyes.

And think about what you want most.

Don't wish for me.

Be realistic. You're not my style.

Dream on.

What's your style?

A local girl...

A Moroccan with a fat ass.

- Which makes you my style. - Thanks a lot!

That night at the club, after you all left...

I really felt like shit.

I want to apologize.

I mean it.

Let's dance.

- You can't dance. - You neither.

Bravo. I'm speechless.

Very good.

What was yourwish?

That you stay in Morocco.

You want to go back, so I'm telling you.

That way it won't come true.

See how it folds? I want the same

on my dress, with a leather corset.

So do it.

I have no leather.

You have no leather? This is leather country.

Come...

It stinks!

You're telling me...

Here.

- What for? - Plug your nostrils.

I'll need a ton.

See? A veil can come in handy!

What is this stench?

Arabs!

Of course not. It's animal skins

soaking in water with tannic acid.

Now you'll know how leather is processed.

How funny. In the street.

Here it is.

Modern Fabric

With a fold.

Give it a kiss.

Gold?

It's gonna rock!

Take a deep breath.

Like a model.

Exactly.

Don't like it?

No visa, Maya.

My father couldn't help.

No visas for anyone deported.

Take it off.

Hold on.

What?

I may have the answer.

You did a good job.

It's thanks to you.

No, it's all your doing.

Shall I prepare a snack for the plane?

No, thanks.

You have to eat!

Tarek, do you have another lock?

On Dad's dresser.

By the way...

It's not much, but...

you're not alone anymore.

Forget about it.

I insist. Buy yourself some clothes.

I have to hurry. I hope this works.

Goodbye, beautiful.

Give the Eiffel Tower a big kiss.

I'll miss you.

Don't cry.

Dad's not here?

Okay...

Honey...

Sure there's enough?

When will you be back?

Very soon. I promise.

See you soon.

You bet.

You'll kill them!

No goodbye for your father?

Goodbye.

- Alex, where are you? - Lot P1.

I know it. I'm coming.

Aren't I the best? I stole it from work.

You're amazing.

It'll take less than 30 minutes.

Hop in!

Firmin, get moving!

Come on, let's go!

Do their makeup and hair! We're late.

Keep it moving!

Looking good!

- What's that outfit? - My return ticket.

Put on the siren.

Careful or I'll get fired.

Smoking again?

And the baby?

In Firmin's underwear. Next year.

It doesn't close.

Eat your mother?

Change models. Ditch this rhino!

Put on a belt to show off her waist.

Hurry up... Perfect.

It looks wonderful.

Remember my shirts?

Enough with your shirts.

A surprise for you.

My little beauty!

I was dying to get rid of her.

Say hi to Mommy.

What happened to her?

- Firmin... - What?

She gained a ton!

Just like you.

We tend to the cat,

lie to your boss, pick you up...

I could get a callback.

I ask for one thing in exchange. A fucking shirt!

It's no big deal.

It's only a big deal ifyou're concerned.

It's not like being deported!

Why not?

Watch out!

No higher than 2 meters!

No cops?

Tight fit.

There we go.

When I come back, be ready!

We're 35 minutes late.

Don't park there.

Karim, I'll be five minutes.

I need a model for my dress.

You mean me?

Alex, a model? Give me a break.

No, not Alex.

My badge isn't working.

Maya, you were fired.

Everyone knows you were in Morocco. How dumb!

This way!

I'll call security!

We have to hurry.

I'll talk to Nico.

Go to the fitting room on the right.

Find Sylvie, the seamstress.

Tell her Nico wants to see this dress on a model.

Take care of Diva.

Thanks.

I'll look for Sylvie.

Stay right here!

Count on me.

I'm looking for Sylvie, the seamstress.

Sylvie... right behind me.

Look at that cutie-pie!

Can I pet it?

Sure... yes, of course.

Look at this kitty!

He's so cute!

See that? Take a look.

What's his name?

Diva.

He's mine.

He's so cuddly.

Like his master.

Here for the show. He loves fashion.

Come in.

Leave.

- Sorry to bother you. - Liars get fired.

I lied because I was deported. My visa expired...

Get out.

I learned my lesson.

Out, I said!

I learned where I came from, who I am and where I want to go.

I know I can do a lot for your team.

Give me one last chance.

Emma got the job. It's too late.

Come in.

You said to be bold, so I was.

Leather from where?

Home. I mean, Morocco.

I never designed that fold.

It's Touareg. It gives the dress body.

Very ethnic. Cosmopolitan.

Is it Parisian?

Sylvie, take it in 2.3 at the waist.

Shorten the front. Leave the back longer.

Get some accessories.

It's in the show.

Go on.

Super... perfect.

Get out there.

Nice, isn't it?

Very stylish. I love it.

Head high. Stop smiling...

Get out there!

Gorgeous.

Go on!

You, here? Guests sit out there.

Out there...

Oh, for me.

Thank you very much.

A lot of new discoveries in this collection.

Let me introduce you to our newest recruit...

Maya Benlatif.

I don't get it.

You said I had the job.

Yes, you have a job.

As Maya's assistant.

Charlie!

One year later

This one is nice.

It's ugly.

Hello, friends! What's up?

Finally.

Hey, dude.

Maya, late as usual.

It's not me. It's him!

Firmin, badly dressed as usual.

- It's been an hour. - No fighting today.

We're going on vacation in Marrakesh!

Lfwe miss the plane, don't complain to me.

- Talk about a vacation. - Stop whining!

Subtitles by Andrew Litvack

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