La Maison (2024) s01e10 Episode Script

1
Where are they?
Over there.
There is one last-minute change
I neglected to mention.
Tomorrow, the LEDU fashion show
will be held at Rovel.
Fat chance.
I've already given instructions
for the show to be held
on the Rovel esplanade.
The new showcase for Maison LEDU.
LEDU is my home.
And I decide.
In that case, either you come willingly
or I'll send the police
to seize your collection.
Which, as of yesterday,
is the property of Rovel Group.
You've been there before,
Mademoiselle Castel,
haven't you?
We'll do our best, Madame Rovel.
"We'll do our best"?
Are you serious, Perle?
We are not having a show at Rovel.
We'll give her a "no-show"
she'll remember forever. Trust me.
Something only you can do.
Like a show without guests.
How about a video?
You want my first couture collection
presented on Instagram?
Yes. If it ends in tears,
at least we'll finish in style.
Now you're talking.
It's better without the train.
Much better.
Isn't it a bit egotistical?
No. You came here to find a story.
That's the one you have to tell.
Paloma?
Basic T-shirts and white jeans. Okay?
Okay.
What about Vincent?
I'll present it to him as a done deal.
Don't worry.
We may need to think of a plan B.
She said she'd be there.
Have you thought it over?
Are you sure you want this?
She's the best at kamikaze missions.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Are we good? Got everything?
Yes.
Thank you, Ye-Ji.
I know you think this is lame.
Palo?
Remember the beginning of Instagram?
It took you two years to sign up.
And another two for your first post.
I couldn't take a single picture of you
without your stupid hand
in front of your face.
And today, I'm modeling couture dresses
for millions of people.
Look at me.
People are going to go crazy.
Rovel too.
You have a gift for creating buzz.
I'm really doing it for the Maison.
But, Palo, you like it.
You liked it from the start.
Even when people were throwing
buckets of shit at you.
You liked entering the ring
and making them love you.
There's nothing wrong with that.
We've both changed, Ye-Ji.
Done.
Caroline. Last minute change of plans.
You know how it is.
Don't tell me how a fashion show works.
I stage 30 of them per year.
The looks are leaving now.
They'll be there in an hour.
When are you sending us Paloma?
We'll stamp her forehead
and FedEx her over.
Sound good?
I know this isn't easy for you, Perle.
Breaking old habits.
I wouldn't want to spoil your fun,
Caroline.
You've earned it, after all.
Let's pray the Rovels won't insist
on greeting the AD before the show.
Remember. Monique and only Monique.
No one else gets near these outfits, okay?
- Are they all there?
- Yes, it's all there. Don't worry.
No is no! Out of the question!
It's the only way.
What if it doesn't produce
the desired response?
If there's one time, just one,
in 25 years that you should trust me,
it's right now.
You did it.
Paloma now loves this Maison
as much as you do.
It's high time you trusted her, too.
See it as karmic payback
for your stolen video.
Using their own methods against them?
Yes.
Hurt their image.
Five, four, three, two, one.
Scandal.
Before coming to LEDU,
for me, creating fashion was like
stepping into the ring.
I had so very much to learn.
This past that was mine.
This story.
I have never felt at home anywhere.
At LEDU, I found what I was missing.
My roots.
Family.
Yesterday and today.
In a world where "beauty"
must equal "profit,"
LEDU is an island of freedom.
I am the guardian of this freedom,
and I have taken an oath to defend it
through thick and thin.
HAUTE COUTURE SHOW
SPRING - SUMMER 2024 - THE WAVE
Smile.
I guess a video can also save a Maison.
You know, I taught her everything.
LuxuryTea is pleased to give
the award of Fashion Drama of the Year
to the Rovel vs. LEDU feud.
For years, Diane's sole obsession
has been to buy LEDU.
First, she married her daughter
to the youngest Ledu brother.
She finally got her hands on the company
and most of the family.
But Paloma didn't dig
getting screwed over.
So, how will the she-wolf
in a suit counterattack?
Popcorn, please! We're keeping score.
That's not accurate.
No! This isn't a "hostile takeover."
You can't put that in your article!
It was a clean deal,
in agreement with the heirs.
"Caesar against Asterix's village"?
Get this two-bit hack fired!
Mediapart is an independent outlet.
I don't care!
Buy shares! Scare them!
Pull out the big guns if you need to!
Just get this left-wing crap
off the Internet!
And fire every LEDU employee
with a rebellious spirit.
We'll have a strike on our hands
if we let everyone go.
Get rid of them anyway!
Mom, we don't want the staff to hate us.
We need LEDU to be operational.
Keep the underlings.
Take out a bigwig to set an example.
We co-own Vincent's apartment now,
don't we?
- Yes.
- There you go.
Yes.
A pastel blue would be nice.
- Apparently, it helps the baby sleep.
- Okay.
Hello.
Nelson Fohrer, attorney-at-law.
I represent an investor
who's very interested in your apartment.
Good evening.
Congratulations!
Can we take a look around?
But-- the apartment's not for sale.
It's a family property.
We're moving in next week.
I don't know who informed you,
but it's not for sale.
Are you Vincent Ledu?
What's the estimated value?
2.5 million, but--
Why don't we double that?
- Triple.
- Triple? Triple.
Is this a joke?
Not at all.
I need an answer quickly.
I'll wait for your call.
Delighted.
Madame, Monsieur
You were right.
I like it.
I like all of it.
I liked it from the start.
The moment the Guild invited us
to put on a show in Paris.
I wanted it to work.
For us.
But also for me.
But I didn't betray myself.
I still like the same things.
I'm still me.
I still fight the same enemies.
I still want to change the world.
You've found your place.
I envy that feeling.
You've found it.
And I'm still searching.
Ye-Ji.
If you want to buy my Doppel shares,
I'm okay with that.
You were right too.
We've both changed.
I've changed too.
And I'm sorry.
I can't help you, Palo.
Good luck.
What will you do now?
Return to Berlin, the capital of fashion?
What the hell are you doing here?
Let us buy into Doppel.
We will drop all our lawsuits,
and you'll be the only AD
of your own Maison.
Who says that's what I want?
Besides, I don't own Doppel.
You have the majority share.
You don't need her permission.
She's already turned you down.
And you obediently follow along.
You really get off on low blows.
Well, I don't.
Now, get the hell out of my van.
Paloma has made you a number two for life.
Hasn't she, Lucy?
Do you know what comes up
in a Google search for "Doppel Berlin"?
"Doppel, a German ready-to-wear brand
founded by Paloma Castel-Ledu"
How interesting.
The Internet has already renamed her.
What do you want me to say?
That Paloma is a major bitch,
and I'm a poor victim?
She stole your best years.
She made you invisible.
Now she runs
one of Paris' greatest Maisons.
What does your Wikipedia say about you?
Nothing.
Because you're a nobody.
And you're no rookie anymore.
This is your moment.
After all these years,
I think we're even.
Madame Rovel.
No more Lucy?
I have a new girl. Like cars, over time,
they're less reliable.
What's her name?
Lucy II.
Same brand, newer model.
You don't want me to come with you?
No. Cool things down with the board.
Put out the fires.
I'll deal with the big shareholders.
I want an update when I awaken.
- Tell Louise--
- You'll tell her yourself.
Careful.
I love you.
I hope you slept well, Doctor.
Never more than four hours.
Like me.
Lady and gentlemen.
We have a quorum,
so I suggest we begin the meeting.
Without Diane?
My mother is unable to attend.
Here is her signed proxy.
If I add a zero to my check,
will you keep me alive until I'm 500,
like the folks at Google?
I've yet to master immortality.
But a good scientist never says never.
Hello.
What exactly are we looking at?
My mother's brain.
And her tumor.
Count backward from ten.
Go ahead.
Ten,
nine,
eight,
seven
In the short term,
my mother may be unfit for the job.
She carefully hid this diagnosis
with a falsified health assessment.
How long have you known?
Today, we are facing a dual crisis.
Image
and management.
My mother's unhealthy obsession with LEDU
has put us in a difficult situation.
But the brand is a great catch,
and in time,
it will strengthen the group.
To safeguard everyone's interests,
I would like to propose a reorganization.
Victor Ledu will make his family's Maison
and its associated activities prosper.
As for Rovel,
I would like to submit to the board
my candidacy for the position of CEO.
Shall we vote?
Hi there.
Good morning.
Good morning, Paloma.
We received the new samples.
I never use fossil-based materials.
How often do I need to tell you?
Dead stock is all we use.
Do we agree?
But Monsieur Ledu told me--
Yes.
I told them we planned
to revisit our textile policy.
We're not lowering our sourcing goals,
but we'll need to produce more, faster.
You'll go from four
to eight collections a year,
plus a cruise collection, two capsules
and collabs.
Everything can't just be upcycled anymore.
Count me out.
Hang on, Paloma.
We're on your side.
At Rovel, we're 1000% behind your ideas
and your approach.
I work for Maison LEDU.
A word of advice:
Let it go.
It's funny, come to think of it.
You did it in the end.
I did what?
Greenwashing Rovel.
The structure will be hard to change.
But we can work on the decoration,
make it look less LEDU.
I want it to look LEDU.
I just want it to be less-- "Vincent."
Redecorating already?
I'll catch up with you.
I came to welcome you.
I didn't think
you'd speak to me again after
Your treason?
Neither did I.
Why did you change your mind?
I'm not like Vincent.
I think you like this family.
And you have great ambitions
for the Maison.
So yes, I forgive you.
Come here.
I see. Consorting with the enemy.
You know what you risk
with that beautiful head of hair?
You've always forgiven him for everything.
I'm not forgiving him.
I can't forgive this time.
But I want him to believe I have.
I love it when
your claws come out, Sister.
Victor is lost to us,
but not his daughter.
Louise is a Ledu.
I'll make sure she remains one.
Diane won't win that fight.
Don't forget what
we promised Papa, Vincent.
"Save the Maison
through the next generation."
Not such a bad idea in the end.
At least you figured it out in time.
Red suits you.
Come.
Sit down.
Mom, I want to--
Don't offend me
by trying to justify yourself.
I never believed in you.
No one did.
When you were born, the midwife told me
you wouldn't last the week.
You were too weak to survive.
But you held on
and you made it.
So I did everything I could
to toughen you up.
And I succeeded.
All my years of training you
have paid off.
You're willing to sacrifice everything
for Rovel.
Including finishing me off.
The shares are up.
I'm proud of us.
I'm thirsty.
Can you give me some water?
Can you pass me the water?
Thanks.
I'm already contesting the highly
irregular vote at the board meeting.
There's only one more thing
I have to teach you, my dear.
Defeat.
Get well soon, Mom.
Don't worry.
I'm only taking what's mine.
Sorry to deprive you
of the pleasure of firing me.
What?
You wish
things had turned out differently?
We tried everything, Victor.
And we failed.
That's the way it is.
Actually, I'm somewhat relieved.
I never measured up
to your need for revenge.
But unlike you,
I can finally move on.
I realized I'll never be happy.
Too bad.
Where--
Where are you going?
I'm going to Milan.
I'll send someone for my things.
Who are you?
The family renegade,
here to see the other renegade.
Do you have a badge?
Tell Victor Ledu his nephew is here.
All right.
That's not your shade.
Is she gone?
Good for her.
What? It's true.
You know it.
There is no love. Only proof of love.
I'll write that down, if you don't mind.
You've been a real asshole.
Through and through.
And it's hard to be such
a consistent asshole for so many years.
So
Shall I give you a tour of your Maison?
You're moving in here.
I don't know yet where we'll put you,
but we're freeing up some space.
Can you believe it?
Creating in the same place
you learned to walk,
inside the mother ship,
was your childhood dream, right?
You're a psychopath.
Why?
You've already taken my shares, my career,
and the only guy I've ever loved.
Even my mother!
Shit, what more do you want?
I want us to work together.
As a family.
I'm convinced you
and I will do great things together.
And I can't wait to get started.
Come on.
By the way,
is everything sorted
with my pied-à-terre in the free zone?
- All good?
- Fine.
Victor hasn't kicked me out yet,
but it's only a matter of time
before the ax falls.
Thank you, Nelly.
Thank you.
Tell me, Nelson. You have children, right?
- Yes.
- How many? Two?
Three.
Why did you have them?
I--
I suppose it was, above all,
an act of love.
"An act of love." Of course.
And the most beautiful one of all.
Yet, isn't there something reassuring
in thinking your children
might carry on your work?
That they are
a sort of extension of yourself?
In a way, yes.
Let's say
I'd like to give some of my shares
to Paloma.
And to Perle as well.
What a beautiful gift.
I'll get on the paperwork immediately.
I suggest
you notify the concerned parties.
Thank you.
How's your mother?
Still alive?
The surgery went well.
It must have been a rude awakening.
She's suing.
She'll lose.
She'll spew obscenities.
And she'll surrender.
And you?
Perle?
I didn't have to fire her.
She's leaving.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Just like you wanted.
There you are.
- Are you all right?
- Yes.
The first time I met you
was right here.
Well, the first time as an adult.
You were really nasty.
I was horrible.
Paloma.
I know
this will be difficult,
if not impossible for you.
But I would like to ask
for your forgiveness.
Forgive me
for abandoning you.
It was my mother who--
Yes. But after that.
For the first five years, I pushed.
I wrote, I sent money.
Then I--
I stopped looking for you.
I dropped the ball.
And yes, I abandoned you.
From now on,
I want us to be linked.
Forever.
Through this Maison.
That's why I've decided
to give you equity.
Hello, everyone.
Here we are, finally together.
The meeting can begin.
I'm pleased to welcome the newcomers
to the big, beautiful Ledu family.
Delighted.
Perle, didn't you want to move on?
Did you think I'd miss my first official
board meeting before leaving, Victor?
Do you really think dissolving the capital
is going to help you?
Help you do what, by the way?
My poor Victor, you never
really understood how this Maison works.
You know nothing about what makes it tick.
And yet today,
I own it.
No. The Rovels have a majority share.
There's a difference.
And for the time being.
We'll need space
for the group's subsidiaries.
I've decided
to requisition your apartment.
You have two days. Is that enough?
That's perfect.
Wherever I am,
I will watch over you,
my dearest brother.
Remember when we hung it here?
Yes.
The last day we saw Dad alive.
The Styx,
the loneliness
and the dark mood.
What an odd legacy.
It should have gone to you.
You always were his favorite.
No regrets?
It's time to go toward the light.
Die Toteninsel, The Isle of the Dead.
This is the fourth version
of the painting, done in 1884,
presumed destroyed
in the bombing of Berlin in 1945.
And yet, here it stands before you.
Today, you have a rare opportunity.
Which is why bidding will start
at three million euros.
Three million. 3.2 million?
Four million for Madame.
Twenty-five million.
Twenty-five million in the back.
Going once, twice
So?
It's done. It's yours.
Have it sent over.
You like my new HQ in the free zone?
It's spacious, elegant,
slightly pretentious.
And I love the view.
I hope my beastly little brother
isn't being too hard on you.
He's trying to butter me up.
He just put on a huge show to launch
the LEDU Sustainable Fashion Award
and a code of conduct
for animal well-being.
Of course he did.
What he really wants is
for me to design a new fragrance.
He needs cash.
Will we fight back?
"We" will take them to court.
But we need new evidence.
Nelson wants to prove the judge is bent.
Not easy, since Rovel has bribed
just about everyone.
What we really need is to find that rat
who was sleeping with my nephew.
My special guest.
I thought we were done.
What the hell am I doing here?
We're preparing a surprise
for my daughter.
You're going to help me get my group back.