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Coco avant Chanel
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COCO BEFORE CHANEL
Obazine Orphanage 1893
Girls who have visitors...
follow me.
Come on.
Come on, let's go.
I don't want to.
I waited for my father every Sunday.
He never came back.
Moulins - 15 years later
Lost my little cute Coco
Doggy that I did adore
Trotted off at Trocadero
Now my doggy is no more
One regret, undermining
As I do the cruel recap
While my man was out 2-timing
Coco was sleeping in my lap
Has anyone seen Coco?
Coco in Trocadero?
Has any of you seen Coco?
-For Coco.
-Have a seat.
Hookers, that way.
For Coco.
Is that all I'm worth?
Nice of you.
Your baron is here.
Coming?
Come on, please. He's not alone.
Darling, this is Etienne Balsan.
That was wonderful.
My pleasure.
Gabrielle, Adrienne's sister.
Fanny, Queen of the Night.
Not to pry, but who's younger?
-Gabrielle.
-I couldn't guess your age.
-How old? 16? 25?
-When I'm bored, I feel ancient.
Very clever.
How old do you feel now?
Pleasant girl.
Is she always so blunt?
Aren't you?
Running off?
We're drying up. Let's drink.
-Champagne.
-Good idea.
I'll pour it, thanks.
-Some champagne for Coco.
-Gabrielle.
It's too prim. I prefer Coco.
-Coco sounds--
-It is nice.
For a rooster. You have lousy taste.
I like it.
Do you ever speak kindly?
I have nothing to say.
Those dark little eyes.
Caroline
Your shoes are all a-shine
And your flowery hat, so fine
When you stall, you're such a pain
Keep on walking, stop that talking
You'll make us miss our train
Girls.
The petticoat is torn. It's urgent.
The frill on the bottom.
-Come on, it's easy.
-Please.
Done.
Don't tell me the end.
It's always the same thing.
Blanche the orphan
overcomes obstacles...
and marries the Prince of Espeyrac.
Story of my life.
I hadn't thought of that.
You're mean.
Have you been to India? No.
Blanche did,
to prove she's no gold digger.
You want me to go to India?
Making out with your baron
in some rat hole won't get you far.
He loves me.
I even met his friend.
He's just showing he can get
a pretty girl into bed.
Love is best in fairy tales.
You have no heart.
The only thing interesting in love...
is making love.
Too bad you need a guy for that.
We're on, Cocorico.
[QUI QU'A VU COCO]
That was stupendous.
Thank you, Mr. Balsan.
-I mean it.
-Even the second time?
I missed some nuances the first time.
Have a seat.
Did I say something wrong?
To convert me to the cause of love.
I'd like to help.
So, what must I do?
Do I blush? Play shy?
Do I say "Please do, honey"?
"Yes, my love"?
I like "Yes, my love." Not bad at all.
A woman in love is helpless.
Like a begging dog.
Slobbering.
Not a pretty sight.
-Are you nervous?
-No.
Yes, you are.
Something to drink?
Champagne.
I was sure he'd be useful.
He knows someone at the Alcazar.
We can audition whenever we want.
Paris, here we come.
You find him attractive?
Balsan? With that face.
Liar. I bet you're hooked.
He's not as dumb as the others.
And has connections.
We need a new song.
Something more chic.
And some money for new dresses.
Good work. He drank 3 bottles.
It's not that hard.
This way we're all happy.
What do you think?
I'll whore around to fill your pockets?
Very well.
Violette.
-You know the "Coco" song?
-Yes.
You'll sing it now.
Beat it. Don't ever come back.
You neither.
Good going.
How do we get new dresses now?
You're crazy.
The bastard asked for it. Hurry up.
I'm torpedo girl
See how I whirl
Touch me, but beware
You stand no prayer
Not good at all.
On "I'm torpedo girl"
we need something splashy.
Try lunging forward.
Go on, start over.
I'm torpedo girl
See how I whirl
Touch me, but beware
You stand no prayer
What are you doing?
It should be looser in the back.
You'll ruin it.
You need some room.
To be comfortable.
Now try.
Will it hold? It's not a striptease.
You'd grab their attention.
Good morning, Coco.
Good morning.
Like seeing me work on all fours?
No.
This is a very nice model.
Can we speak?
Sorry, I'm in a rush.
It was hard to find you.
No.
You have some free time?
Hm?
I have an idea. Think before refusing.
Recent convert to the cause of love?
Me?
-You're not my type.
-Good.
Mademoiselle...
you're not paid to chit-chat.
So?
Okay.
Very well.
See you soon. Madame, if I may,
I find you stunning.
Not eating?
I don't like it.
I ate lots of it as a kid.
Now it sickens me.
We were wealthy.
Papa speculated in wine.
I thought you were an orphan.
For you, all singers are.
I didn't say that. Your sister
told Maurice you were orphans.
I repeat what I hear.
She loves to tug
at people's heartstrings.
No, in fact...
I was Papa's favorite.
When Mama died, he went to America.
So I have a father. I'm not an orphan.
Being an orphan is no crime.
If it were, I'd be rotting in jail.
I'm an orphan myself.
-Really?
-How sad.
-A reason to rejoice.
I feel alive again.
We weren't speaking.
Complicated family.
Did they hit you?
Goodness, no. Why?
That would have justified my anger.
In fact, I found them...
lacking in imagination.
Deadly boring.
beat me and starved me.
would come back.
Poor Coco.
No, why?
Kids like you raised with nannies
and whatnot...
end up unhappy or retarded.
Retarded, yes. I couldn't agree more.
Look at me. Pathetic.
I should have met you earlier.
Etienne!
That one...
I should have met much later.
Too many feathers, too much makeup.
Too much everything.
How do you see yourself?
I mean....
I look like a whore.
My dress for the Alcazar.
was the flower.
Torpedo girl.
I'm torpedo girl
See how I whirl
Gentlemen, beware
You stand no prayer
It's fantastic
I'm electric
The prognostic
My dear gent
Your every cent will be well-spent
We start next Tuesday.
We go on at 10, before the star.
Our own dressing room.
Our name on the door.
Undo this. I'm suffocating.
The Alcazar.
Fame and fortune will be ours.
Paris, here we come.
I can't sing with you.
What do you mean?
We'll be living near Paris.
I'll be a baroness.
So no more singing.
Look at me.
Barons don't marry girls like you.
You're dreaming, Adrienne.
You'll sing what we rehearsed.
No, I won't.
He knows Mama died
and Papa sells pots and pans?
That you were abandoned at 9?
I hope you'll forgive me.
Hear my musical credo
Pay on your way out
I'm an electrical torpedo
I'll make you sing and shout
Touch me, feel the tingle
Whether young or old
When our currents do commingle
One look and you'll be sold
I'm torpedo girl
See how I whirl
Gents, beware
You stand no prayer
It's fantastic
I'm electric
Dear gent
Your every cent will be well-spent
Thank you, miss.
-May I?
-Of course.
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