Coco Chanel Page #4

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Princess Charlotte has asked her

for the address of

Maison Chanel in Paris.

Great!

Looks like you made quite an impression.

Yes! Wouldn't that be... something?

A shop in Paris?

Are you serious?

You should give it a try.

What have you got to lose?

Come on, Boy.

Don't encourage her.

I could come and help you!

And we could sell hats!

What a team you would make.

Unstoppable.

Etienne, didn't you have

an apartment in Paris?

Yeah.

An apartment would be

great to start with.

Well... we'll think about it.

Hey, careful!

Etienne!

Break! Break!

Just 'cause

you're a bloody lousy teacher!

You need to listen in order to learn.

Oh, yeah?!

Says who?!

Can I try?

Well... if I wasn't able to do it,

I rather doubt...

Maybe she's a better student.

We'll see.

One of us needs to be able to drive,

Etienne.

Looking forward to the show.

Jimmy, bring my cigarettes!

So... Yes.

First gear... Yes.

Slowly back,

and he is on the first gear.

Yes, yes, that's...

that's right, that's there

Slowly, slowly, turn slowly...

Etienne, come with us!

It's not for me!

I prefer my horses!

Please, come!

No, you go ahead!

Hey!

Slowly, slowly!

That's it! That's it!

That's easy!

Perfect! Yea!

Slow down! Slow down!

Slow down, no!

Are you hurt?

No, I'm...

Oh... I'm so sorry.

It's just a thing.

It can be fixed... or replaced.

It's worth it for the pleasure

of being with you.

We'd better go back, it's going to rain.

Wait a second.

Wait.

Wait a second

Let's go.

Rain in the country is so depressing.

It's just as depressing in the city,

darling.

Even in Paris?

Especially in Paris.

Checkmate.

Boy...

where is your English education?

I mean, this is my house.

Sometimes... I'm supposed to win.

Do you ever lose at anything?

The hardest part is trying to

look that I'm not trying hard.

Sure.

There is electricity in the air tonight,

I can feel it.

Boy!? Coco!?

Yes?

Where are you?

Is everything all right Sir?

Yes, just fine Galardonne.

I think it's best that he's gone.

Thank you, Albert.

I'm just surprised he's left

without saying goodbye.

Coco.

I... I felt threatened.

I felt like I was losing you.

Now I realize that...

nothing else matters but us.

I... I really want you to be happy.

You're the love of my life.

I'm almost done.

Monsieur Etienne says that

he'll be up to see you as soon as

he has finished his dinner.

After his dinner?

I don't understand.

Madame Balsan is tired...

and prefers to dine alone

with her family.

And so how long should

I stay locked up in my room?

You are not the kind of girl to be

introduced to his mother.

Aren't you going to introduce me,

Etienne?

I was just coming up for you.

I saved you the trouble.

Would you excuse us, mother?

Your mother was tired?

Spare me the lies, Etienne.

Galardonne has already

made your position clear.

Let me explain.

You didn't even have the courage to

tell me that I wasn't invited!

I didn't have the time.

My mother kept me talking.

About what?!

The date of our wedding?

Whether or not I could dress in white?

You're right

You're right.

Maybe I...

Maybe I handled this badly,

but just admit one thing...

I'm listening.

I never said I would marry you.

So... Galardonne was right.

I'm just... here for your pleasure.

I'm not fit for marriage.

Seriously...

What would change between us

if I did marry you?

Seriously.

I... I can't believe you

are asking me this.

Do you have any idea of

what commitment means?

Coco, I wanted you

to live here with me...

and I still do...

Nothing has changed.

Today you say that.

What about tomorrow?

You want some guarantees...

This is not a business deal!

Next you'll be offering me money!

So what do you want?

I want to leave.

This... this place was like a dream.

But tonight I opened my eyes.

So, now you're doing to me...

what you were afraid

I would do to you, right?

As you once said, Etienne.

"Eventually, I'll forget you...

as you will me".

It was so sad.

It was so very very sad.

You remember, Adrienne?

Yes.

And then...

I had to start all over again.

It's amazing the cares one looses when one

decides not to be something, but someone.

I don't know

how you found the strength.

Strength is built by one's failures,

not by one's... successes.

I was strong from swimming

upstream against the current.

What is this you're wearing?

Stand up.

Oh. Please.

Oh, my God... Oh.

How can your brain function properly

when you're wearing that?

I'm going to a cocktail party.

Don't you like it?

It's atrocious.

Absolutely atrocious.

You know, you only have a date

with destiny tonight, my dear,

and you must be prepared to be

dressed as pretty as possible.

Turn around.

You can't even move in this armour.

Designers these days have forgotten

that real women

are inside these clothes.

Oh... What am I going to

do to salvage this monstrosity?

The top has to go.

A few subtle adjustments.

You know, to be irreplaceable,

you have to be different.

So.

Perfect.

Very good.

Now... the skirt will have to go.

I built my designs...

in response to my needs.

But the cocktail party?

You will go...

when you are dressed in a style

that befits my beautiful niece.

Yes, Madame?

Yes, please,

take the curtain down, please.

The fill-me one, the inside

fill-me one, take it down.

Now... a woman's body...

is what defines the shape...

of the dress.

Particularly when it's as

beautiful as yours.

The poetry of fashion lies in

the creation of illusion, you see?

A woman can be overdressed,

but never over-elegant. Now...

But... this material is for curtains.

Yes, well...

the material is not what matters.

What matters... is the vision.

Now... Adornment... what a science.

Beauty... what a weapon.

So, fashion is at

once both caterpillar by day...

and butterfly by night.

Dresses should both crawl...

and fly.

Put this on, please.

A butterfly does not go to market

and a caterpillar does not

go to a party.

What do you think?

It's...

It's Chanel.

And... a woman wearing

the wrong perfume... has no future.

Go.

I suppose it was your idea

to have her come here

dressed in one of

my enemies gowns...

Coco, how could you

even think such a thing?

It was a very good idea.

A failed innovation is painful.

A revival of it is sinister.

Your creditors are queuing up outside.

Yesterday the haberdasher...

today the baker.

How much longer do you

expect me to keep them at bay?

I know, I know...

So... can you pay me what you owe?

I'm... I'm sorry, Madame.

I only seem... to have...

It's been the same story

for the past ten months.

This time I must contact the landlord,

Monsieur Balsan.

He'll have to pay your debts.

No. Please.

No, I-I... I just need a few more days.

I'll take one of the hats instead of

the money you owe me.

This one, I think.

But... it costs fifty Francs.

Only if someone is prepared to pay it.

Do you really believe you can make

a living by selling hats?

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