Yves Saint Laurent Page #5

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- I'm the last to know?

- No one interests you.

Because I work.

You're lucky.

You're brilliant.

What is it?

We won. That's the good news.

And the bad?

We didn't get 700,000.

Only 680,000.

No problem.

I'll deduct it from your fee.

Just kidding.

How much do we need now?

- Twice the amount.

- Is that all?

Money is nothing.

As long as we have it.

Paris Match, please.

We needed investors at any price.

Victoire helped. Paris Match proclaimed,

"Yves Saint Laurent opens house."

An enormous bluff, two million copies.

Then a billionaire from Atlanta bet on us.

So who else?

Maryse. She's great at dealing with orders.

Denise would love to head sales.

She's very loyal.

- We need Ferdinand.

- Who's he?

The doorman. He knows everyone's habits.

But he retired six months ago.

- I can ask him.

- No, I'll do it.

Bohan worked with lists.

It was boring. No soul.

Now we'll enjoy it.

That's nice.

I think...

The long dress is good for Raphalle.

The sheath dress for Esther.

The pleated skirt for Anne.

It will be very elegant.

The frills for Victoire.

Girls,

after the show, you can wear them out

for the entire season.

Come this way.

Thank you, girls.

This is awful. Why did you do it?

It's nothing at all.

What's wrong?

Look at this wreck!

I dared get my hair cut.

It's not sophisticated.

You have no more face or chin!

But I have a hat!

- And the other outfit?

- We'll get her a wig.

Did you have a nice trip?

Such pretty girls!

- Mrs Mathieu-Saint-Laurent.

- Saint Laurent, since he changed it.

- May I see my son?

- He's with his models.

Don't put Elizabeth Arden

near Helena Rubinstein.

- Enemies.

- Don't worry.

Zizi, Roland isn't here?

- No, he's on tour.

- He works too much.

Fernando, straight from New York.

The lingerie?

Every woman on Park Avenue wears it!

Excellent.

Hello, how are you?

Karl isn't here?

He's doing ready-to-wear now.

Like Cardin,

he thinks haute couture is history.

Is everyone here? Is Marianne done?

Where is Pat?

Concentrate. Calm down.

We're on in five minutes!

Play with the scarf.

Victoire, hurry up.

Turn around.

Victoire.

Yves.

Bravo, everyone!

"Supple forms, nonchalant elegance.

"To rival Chanel, Saint

Laurent chose purity.

"But despite a nice collection,

"he has brought nothing new.

"It is meticulous, boring.

"The future will tell us

if he is a flash in the pan."

Idiots!

High expectations.

I could only disappoint them.

You're right. It's best not to care.

Fashion is not a major art.

It's not even an art at all.

The way you do it, you

have to be an artist.

The artist gets me hard.

How true.

I don't lie.

I see.

I love you.

What?

I love you.

I don't understand.

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