10 Most Excellent Things: The Devil Wears Prada Page #8

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Ooh, art and sex. Lead the way.

- See you later.

- Okay.

[ Woman Singing ]

- [ Continues ]

- Hey. Hey, Miranda girl.

- Hi.

- I was just thinking about you.

Oh, come on.

- It's true.

- No.

I'm profiling Gaultier for Interview

and, uh, making my Paris plans.

I found myself wondering

if, uh, you were gonna be there.

Well, actually, um, I am going.

Great. I'm staying in a fantastic

little hotel in the Seventh...

right across the street from the falafel

restaurant that will change your life.

[ Chuckles ]

I'm sorry. I'll be too busy working.

You'll have to find

someone else's life to change.

Well, that's just it.

I'm beginning to wonder if I can.

Lily.

Lily, he's just a guy I know from work.

- Yeah, that looked like work.

- Look, you're making a big deal out of-

You know, the Andy I know

is madly in love with Nate...

is always five minutes early...

and thinks, I don't know,

Club Monaco is couture.

For the last 16 years, I've known

everything about that Andy.

But this person? This "glamazon"

who skulks around in corners...

with some random hot fashion guy?

I don't get her.

- Lily.

- Have fun in Paris.

You going to Paris?

Uh, yeah. It just happened.

I thought Paris

was a big deal for Emily or-

Great. Now you're gonna

give me a hard time too?

Hey, Andy. Andy!

- Andy, what the hell is wrong with you?

- L-I didn't have a choice, okay?

- Miranda asked me, and I couldn't say no.

- I know.

That's your answer for everything lately,

"I didn't have a choice."

- Like this job was forced on you.

- Nate, I get it, okay?

Like you don't make

these decisions yourself.

You're mad because I work late all the time

and I missed your birthday party.

- And I'm sorry.

- Oh, come on. What am I, four?

You-You hate Runway

and Miranda.

And you think fashion is stupid.

You've made that clear.

Andy, I make

port wine reductions all day.

I'm not exactly in the Peace Corps.

You know, I wouldn't care if you were

out there pole dancing all night...

as long as you did it

with a little integrity.

You used to say this was just a job.

You used to make fun

of the Runway girls.

What happened?

Now you've become one of them.

- That's absurd.

- That's okay. That's fine. Just own up to it.

And then we can stop pretending like

we have anything in common anymore.

- You don't mean that, do you?

- No, I do.

Well...

maybe this trip

is coming at a good time.

Maybe we should take a break.

Nate?

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

I'm sorry. Just... one second?

You know,

in case you were wondering...

the person whose calls you always take,

that's the relationship you're in.

I hope you two

are very happy together.

[ Cell Phone Continues Ringing ]

Hello, Miranda.

[ Man Singing ]

[ Continues ]

[ Continues ]

[ Ends ]

[ Chattering ]

Pardon Miranda.

- [ Speaking Italian ]

- Maestro. Mmm.

How are you? So glad to see you.

Thank you for coming.

- You like the collection?

- Absolutely. I think it's the best in years.

- This is very important for me

Very, very important

- I'm very happy for you.

- This is my new Emily.

- Hello. How do you do?

- I'm good. Pleasure.

- Nice to meet you.

You love the show?

- Miranda. This way!

- [ Clamoring ]

Miranda Nigel

Fashion's great gatekeepers

Miranda, what is Runway's position

on French fashion versus American fashion?

- I've been thinking-

- Oh.

- You still owe me for Harry Potter.

- Oh, do I?

- Of course you do. Are you working tonight?

- Oh!

- No, actually Miranda has a dinner.

- Great, you're free.

Oh, but there is the problem

of le boyfriend.

Wait, don't tell me.

The boyfriend non plus?

Je suis tres, tres desol

Oh, you're so full of it.

You're not desol at all.

No, not even a little.

What time should I pick you up?

- Uh-

- I'll call you.

Yeah

Oh.

Oh, there you are.

[ Clears Throat ]

We need to go over the seating,

uh, chart for the luncheon.

Okay. Um, yeah, sure.

I have it right here.

By all means, move at a glacial pace.

You know how that thrills me.

Okay.

So...

first of all, we need to move

Snoop Dogg to my table.

But your table's full.

Stephen isn't coming.

Oh, Stephen is-

So I don't need to fetch Stephen

from the airport tomorrow?

Well, if you speak to him

and he decides to rethink the divorce...

then, yes, fetch away

You're very fetching, so go fetch.

And then when we get back to New York,

we need to contact, um...

Leslie to see what she can do

to minimize the press...

on all this.

Another divorce...

splashed across page six

I can just imagine what they're

gonna write about me.

The Dragon Lady, career-obsessed.

Snow Queen drives away

another Mr. Priestly.

Rupert Murdoch

should cut me a check

for all the papers I sell for him

Anyway, I don't-

I don't really care

what anybody writes about me.

But my- my girls, I just-

It's just so unfair to the girls.

It's just...

another disappointment...

another letdown,

another father... figure-

[ Chuckles ]

Gone

Anyway, the point is-

[ Clears Throat ]

The point is-

[ Sighs ]

The point is we really need to

figure out where to place Donatella...

because she's barely

speaking to anyone

I'm so sorry, Miranda

If you want me to cancel

your evening, I can.

Don't be ridiculous.

Why would we do that?

Um, is-

Is there anything else I can do?

Your job.

That's all.

[ Knocking ]

Hi. I need Miranda's itinerary

for tomorrow.

- Okay. Come on in.

- All right? Thanks.

- Who put that together for you?

- This?

Oh, it's just-

it's just something I threw on.

Turn around. Let me see. Turn.

- Mm. Incroyable

- Yeah?

- It's really just- No, it's- No, gorgeous.

- Yeah? Okay, good.

Really. I think that

my work here is done.

Oh.

We're going to celebrate.

I'm going to get some champagne.

Okay. What are we toasting?

We are toasting, my dear,

to the dream job

The one that a million girls wanted.

Which I got months ago.

I'm not talking about you.

Mm-hmm.

- James Holt-

- Yeah.

Massimo Corteleoni...

is investing in James's company

and taking it global.

- Mm-hmm.

- Bags, shoes, fragrances- the works.

And James needs a partner.

And that partner would be me.

- Does Miranda-

- No, no, Miranda knows, because-

- Oh.

- Oh, she put me up for it.

God, no. Can you imagine?

But- But- But you're leaving.

- Mm-hmm.

- I can't imagine Runway without you.

I know, I know,

but I'm so excited though.

This is the first time in 18 years I'm going

to be able to call the shots in my own life.

Oh, my God!

I'm going to be able to come to Paris

and actually see Paris.

Well, congratulations.

- Huh? Oh.

- Nigel, you deserve it.

You bet your size-six ass.

[ Guffaws ]

- Four.

- Really?

- [ Glasses Clink ]

- Cheers.

- Cheers to you.

- To us.

- Let me see that.

- [ Giggles ]

[ Woman Singing In French ]

Okay, I just wanna say that yes, there are things

Miranda does that I don't agree with, but-

- Come on. You hate her. Just admit it to me.

- No.

She's a- She's a notorious sadist...

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