观《时尚女魔头》有感

时间：2024.4.30

观《时尚女魔头》有感

《时尚女魔头》是根据劳伦魏斯伯格根据自己的经历写的一部同名畅销小说拍摄而成的电影，本书列《纽约时报》畅销书榜6个月，并在27个国家出版，而电影上映两周便突破一亿美元的票房。电影讲述一个刚从学校毕业的女孩子安迪，对时尚一窍不通的她在寻工作无果的情况下机缘巧合地进了一家顶级时尚杂志社给总编当助手期间发生的故事。

对于这份工作，安迪在一开始的时候说过，她不会一直留在时尚界，不想为了这个工作而改变自己。然而在面对女魔头一系列的尖酸刻薄轻视和挖苦，安迪开始发生了转变，在一系列的转变中我们能看到她身上的许多聪明的地方。

1．改变很重要。安迪第一次上班，虽然她尽心打扮了，但是一点也没有达到行业要求。同事纳杰尔好心地给她一双高跟鞋。高跟鞋，是这里的必须职业装备，是默认的行规，在这个行业就要穿这个。而安迪不懂，非要女魔头给了她一个很深的眼神后才明白。尤其在被女魔头一番羞辱后，安迪开始下决心改变自己。无论是从衣着还是态度，安迪都发生了很大的变化。

2．建立人脉，交对朋友很重要。俗话说的好，在家靠父母出门靠朋友，可以说纳杰尔在很大程度上帮助了安迪，从一开始帮安迪改变造型建立信心和谆谆教诲，也是安迪转折点的开始。还有那个帅哥编辑，若不是他帮忙弄到哈利波特未出版的手稿，安迪估计早就离开了杂志社，也不会有日后的巴黎之行了。

3．工作态度认真。在一开始安迪就很认真，不过她也无奈过抱怨过消极过。一旦转变了态度，安迪开始喜欢上了这个工作，更加愉快地工作。在慈善晚宴当天就能记住这么多人的名字和脸，化解了一场可能会发生的尴尬，也同时帮了艾米丽一个忙。

4．信念与坚持。艾米丽在一开始对安迪说过这样一句话：只要为她卖命一年，之后想去什么杂志社就可以去。这对于一个初涉社会的大学生来说是一个不小的诱惑。的确，如果是我的话也不会轻易辞职，有了这个资本未来的路坦荡荡。要么不干，要么就干到底，干了一半等于没干。

5．把握机遇。安迪的同事艾米丽很早就在为巴黎做准备，几乎成为她全部的重心。当女魔头将这个选择教到了安迪手中，安迪犹豫了。这是一次很好的机遇，即使安迪知道去巴黎对艾米丽的重要性，她的内心也很挣扎也很矛盾，但是安迪的理性还是战胜了她的感性。

6．坚持自我，坚定理想。所有女孩想得到的职位并不是安迪想得到的职位，在经 1

历了物质享受后，也经历了时尚界的尔虞我诈和冷漠人情之后，安迪并没有成为下一个女魔头，而是选择了自己最开始的理想职业。

要说缺点，这不仅仅是在安迪身上的缺点，也有可能是我们大学生身上普遍存在的问题。

1．作为一个应届毕业生，在去公司面试前竟然不做功课，甚至连公司的老板都不知道是谁，难免会被面试官贻笑大方。

2．在面试的时候表现得很消极，得到这个工作完全是阴差阳错，因为安迪既没有出众的打扮也没有傲人的身材，安迪也知道自己的定位，心里也完全没有想到自己会得到这份所有女孩都梦想得到的工作。

3．上班迟到还会抱怨，觉得自己明明做的很好很尽力却还得不到女魔头一个赞许的眼神甚至是更为冷漠的嘲讽。初入职场，心态很重要，学会趁早发现趁早改变，才能有更多的准备去迎接更多的挑战。

4．安迪变成了一个工作狂以后开始冷落自己的朋友忽视了爱她的人的感受。

5．在尝到了时尚界的花红酒绿纸醉金迷的物质享受的甜头，安迪也曾背离了自己当初的梦想。

这部电影很好地反映了当下社会的一个复杂矛盾的现状。对于工作既有难以割舍的虚荣心又难以全身心去投入去热爱它；面对上司既有仰慕崇拜之情又畏惧警惕。电影中的两个女人，一个不涉时尚，满怀理想，踏实淳朴的女毕业生，经历了一番被鄙视被羞辱愤怒到惊艳变身、参与工作全身心投入工作并为之失去自我、踩低别人、失去朋友，而另一个女人自始自终强势无比不可动摇的权威霸王好无私人生活呼风唤雨甚至为了抱住至高无上的位置甚至牺牲了婚姻和在关键时刻牺牲掉了一直忠心耿耿的纳杰尔的梦想。女魔头的戏不多，最后一个微笑，从冰山封冻到她标志性的那一点点扬起嘴角，笑得那样优雅与温暖，而下一秒，冰山重新是冰山。而安迪青春，自信，跳跃的前进，不那么时尚，亦不老气，刚刚好。对于我们大学生来时，这确实值得深思。首先是人与人之间的交往问题，其次是对待工作的态度，再次是对人生价值的审视。

似乎整片电影在围绕着选择这样一个主题，人的一生中面临着很多的选择。从一开始的穿着随性会和男朋友抱怨上司的尖酸刻薄，面临着可能离开公司的窘境，受到纳杰尔的开导后开始彻头彻尾改变。当她越来越成功地完成上司给她的任务越来越积 2

极投入到她的工作中并受到女某头的赏识，她伤害了男朋友伤害了一心想去巴黎的艾米丽。安迪说，我没得选择。其实，这正是安迪的选择。安迪对男朋友说过，我还是原来的我，我想要的一直没变，内容不变，包装更好。其实安迪还没有意识到，她已经改变了。

面对工作与家庭产生的矛盾，很多人都会遇到，这是个艰难的选择。选择工作，工作顺利，前途无量，事业有成，而家庭却可能是支离破碎；选择家庭，家人开心，居家幸福，可能工作却一落千丈一败涂地。我们都是为了选择而改变自己，为了能拥有更好的生活更好的享受我们开始改变自己，有时候甚至自己也不会察觉。正如《谁动了我的奶酪》中的小人，一味的等待着奶酪的到来是不可能的，唯一能做的就是改变自己，主动去寻找奶酪。为了成功，安迪打压了艾米丽，然而在最后与女某头的交谈中，安迪开始茫然了，这并不是她要的生活。是否选择留下来、是否要改变、是否要继续，她一直在面临着选择。

在巴黎，安迪意外的看到了眼睛红肿、卸装之后的米兰达。此刻刚刚得知丈夫决定离婚的她，苍白、伤痛，眼中充满泪水与对孩子的愧疚。安迪的眼里渐渐浮出了女人之间理解体恤的点点温情。第二天早上，当安迪得知米兰达即将被解雇，立刻甩开身边的帅哥作家，玩了命的去通知这个对她并不厚道的上司。这已经绝不仅仅是善良那么简单，这是只有女人才能明白的贴心理解和肝胆相照，这是对努力的认可和对实力与职业生命的尊重。就在这时候，女魔头却再次向安迪展现了她的冷酷和强悍。安迪开始抵触和反省，可米兰达却说她们是如此的相像，因为对艾米丽的事件里，安迪做了与米兰达相同的选择，那就是：不断向前走。不禁想到了电影《猜火车》里的一句台词：Looking ahead to the day you die!!!

华丽的背后，是交织的泪水和汗水。无论是最终渐入佳境的安迪，还是已经达到巅峰的女魔头，都用她们的奋斗向我们印证了这个真谛。

不为失败找理由，要为成功找方法！！

第二篇：时尚女魔头台词文本

Good luck.

Hi. Uh, I have an appointment with Emily Charlton?

Andrea Sachs? Yes.

Great. Human Resources certainly has an odd sense of humor.

Follow me. Okay, so I was Miranda's second assistant...

but her first assistant recently got promoted, and so now I'm the first. Oh, and you're replacing yourself. Well, I am trying.

Miranda sacked the last two girls after only a few weeks.

We need to find someone who can survive here. Do you understand?

Yeah. Of course. Who's Miranda?

Oh, my God. I will pretend you did not just ask me that.

She's the editor in chief of Runway, not to mention a legend.

You work a year for her, and you can get a job at any magazine you want.

A million girls would kill for this job.

It sounds like a great opportunity. I'd love to be considered.

Andrea, Runway is a fashion magazine...

so an interest in fashion is crucial.

What makes you think I'm not interested in fashion?

Oh, my God.

No! No! No!

What's wrong?

She's on her way. Tell everyone! She's not supposed to be here until 9:00.

Her driver just text messaged, and her facialist ruptured a disk.

God, these people! Who's that?

That I can't even talk about. All right, everyone! Gird your loins!

Did somebody eat an onion bagel?

Sorry, Miranda.

Move it! Ooh! I don't understand why it's so difficult to confirm an appointment.

I know. I'm so sorry, Miranda. I actually did confirm last night.

Details of your incompetence do not interest me.

Tell Simone I'm not going to approve that girl that she sent me for the Brazilian layout. I asked for clean, athletic, smiling. She sent me dirty, tired and paunchy.

And R.S.V.P. Yes to the Michael Kors party.

I want the driver to drop me off at 9:30 and pick me up at 9:45 sharp.

Call Natalie at Glorious Foods, tell her no for the 40th time.

No, I don't want dacquoise. I want tortes filled with warm rhubarb compote.

Then call my ex-husband and remind him the parent-teacher conference is at Dalton tonight. Then call my husband, ask him to meet me for dinner at that place I went to with Massimo. Tell Richard I saw the pictures that he sent for that feature on the female paratroopers... and they're all so deeply unattractive.

Is it impossible to find a lovely, slender female paratrooper?

No. Am I reaching for the stars here? Not really.

Also, I need to see all the things that Nigel has pulled for Gwyneth's second cover try. I wonder if she's lost any of that weight yet. Who's that? Nobody.Um, uh...

Human Resources sent her up about the new assistant job, and I was preinterviewing her. But she's hopeless and totally wrong for it.

Clearly I'm going to have to do that myself because the last two you sent me...

were completely inadequate.

So send her in. That's all.

Right.

She wants to see you. Oh! She does?

Move!

This is foul. Don't let her see it. Go! That's...

Who are you?

Uh, my name is Andy Sachs.

I recently graduated from Northwestern University.

And what are you doing here?

Well, I think I could do a good job as your assistant.

And, um...

Yeah, I came to New York to be a journalist and sent letters out everywhere...

and then finally got a call from Elias-Clarke...

and met with Sherry up at Human Resources.

Basically, it's this or Auto Universe.

So you don't read Runway? Uh, no.

And before today, you had never heard of me.

No.

And you have no style or sense of fashion.

Well, um, I think that depends on what you're...

No, no. That wasn't a question.

Um, I was editor in chief of the Daily Northwestern.

I also, um, won a national competition for college journalists...

with my series on the janitors'union, which exposed the exploitation... That's all.

Yeah. You know, okay. You're right. I don't fit in here.

I am not skinny or glamorous...

and I don't know that much about fashion.

But I'm smart. I learn fast and I will work very hard.

I got the exclusive on the Cavalli for Gwyneth...

but the problem is, with that huge feathered headdress that she's wearing... she looks like she's working the main stage at the Golden Nugget. Thank you for your time.

Who is that sad little person?

Are we doing a before-and-after piece I don't know about?

Brown and Law, please? Thank you.

Andrea. Hmm?

Wait. You got a job at a fashion magazine?

Mm-hmm. What was it, a phone interview?

wow. Ow! Don't be a jerk.

Miranda Priestly is famous for being unpredictable.

Okay, Doug. How is it that you know who she is and I didn't?

I'm actually a girl. Oh!

That would explain so much. Look, seriously.

Miranda Priestly is a huge deal. I bet a million girls would kill for that job. Yeah, great. The thing is I'm not one of them.

Look, you gotta start somewhere, right?

I mean, look at this dump Nate works in.

I mean, come on. Paper napkins? Hello.

Yeah. And Lily, she works at that gallery doing, uh, you know...

Oh, I'm sorry. What exactly is it that you do anyway?

Well, lucky for me, I already have my dream job.

You're a corporate research analyst!

Oh, you're right. My job sucks. No!

It sucks. I don't... It's boring. It's all right. Breathe.

I'm trying. Here. Take a drink.

I will have a drink. I will have a drink. Ah, yes.

I'd like to propose a toast. To jobs that pay the rent. To jobs that pay the rent. Jobs that pay the rent.

Oh, baby. You should see the way these girls at Runway dress.

I don't have a thing to wear to work. Come on. You're gonna be answering phones and getting coffee.

You need a ballgown for that?

I think I might.

Well, I happen to think you look great always.

Aww! I think you're full of it.

Hey. Come on. Let's go home. Yeah.

I can think of something we can do that doesn't require any clothing.

Really?Mmm. Hello?

Andrea, Miranda decided to kill the autumn jacket story for September...

and she is pulling up the Sedona shoot from October.

You need to come into the office right this second and pick up her coffee order on the way. Now? Now, get a pen and write this down.

I want one no-foam skimmed latte with an extra shot...

andthree drip coffees with room for milk.

Searing hot. And I mean hot.

Hello?

Where are you? Oh, I'm almost there. Yeah.

Shoot! Oh!

Is there some reason that my coffee isn't here?

Has she died or something?

No. God.

Oh. Bloody time.

I hope you know that this is a very difficult job... Mm-hmm.

For which you are totally wrong.

And if you mess up, my head is on the chopping block.

Now, hang that up. Don't just fling it anywhere.

Okay. First of all, you and I answer the phones.

The phone must be answered every single time it rings.

Calls roll to voice mail, and she gets very upset.

If I'm not here... Andrea, Andrea...

you are chained to that desk.

Well, what if I need to... What? No.

One time an assistant left the desk because she sliced her hand open with a letter opener... and Miranda missed Lagerfeld...

just before he boarded a 17-hour flight to Australia.

She now works at TVGuide.

Man the desk at all times. Got it.

Uh...Miranda Priestly's office.

No, she's not available.

Who is it?

Yes, I will tell her you called... yet again. Right. Remember, you and I have totally differentjobs. I mean, you get coffee... and you run errands.

Yet I am in charge of her schedule...

herappointments and her expenses. And, um, most importantly, um...

I get to go with her to Paris for Fashion Week in the fall.

I get to wear couture. I go to all the shows and all the parties.

I meet all of the designers. It's divine.

Okay. Now, stay here. I'm going to the art department to give them the Book. The... This is the Book.

Now, it is a mock-up of everything...

in the current issue.

And we deliver it to Miranda's apartment every night, and she retu... Don't touch it. She returns it to us in the morning with her notes. Now, the second assistant is supposed to do this...

but Miranda is very private and she does not like strangers in her house. So until she decides that you are not a total psycho...

I get the lovely task of waiting around for the Book.

Oh, Emily? What do I do...

Deal with it.

Hello. Mrs. Priestly's office.

Hmm. That's what I meant. Miranda Priestly's office.

Um, you know, she is in a meeting. Can I please take a message?

Okay. Can you please spell Gabbana?

Hello?

I guess not.

I guessed an eight and a half.

Um, uh, that's very nice of you...

but I don't think I need these.

Miranda hired me. She knows what I look like.

Do you?

Emily.

Emily? She means you.

We just cut on the bias. That's not what I asked you.

I couldn't have been clearer. There you are, Emily.

How many times do I have to scream your name? Actually, it's Andy.

My name is Andy. Andrea, but, uh, everybody calls me Andy.

I need 10 or 15 skirts from Calvin Klein.

What kind of skirts do you... Please bore someone else with your questions. And make sure we have Pier 59 at 8:00 a.m. Tomorrow.

Remind Jocelyn I need to see a few of those satchels that Marc is doing in the pony. And then tell Simone I'll takeJackie if Maggie isn't available.

Did Demarchelier confirm? D-Did D-Demarchel...

Demarchelier. Did he... Get him on the phone.

Uh, o... okay.

And, Emily? Yes?

That's all.

It's just the cavalier disregard for clear directions...

Do you have Demarchelier?

Uh, Demarchelier.

Leave it. Do you have...

I have Miranda Priestly calling.

I have Patrick!

Uh, no, she called me in there and-and then she asked me about Pier 59. And there was something about Simone, Frankie, someone else.

And, um, she needs skirts from Calvin Klein.

And, uh, there was something about a pony. Did she say which skirts? No. No.

Did she say what kind? Color, shape, fabric? I tried to ask her.

You may never ask Miranda anything.

Right. I will deal with all of this, and you will go to Calvin Klein.

Eh... Me?

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you have some prior commitment?

Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to?

Miranda?

Are you there? I'm about to walk in. I'll call you as soon as...

Hello? Hi. While you're out...

Miranda needs you to go to Hermes to pick up 25 scarves we ordered for her. Okay. Cassidy forgot her homework at Dalton. Pick that up.

Miranda went out to meet with Meisel, and she will want more Starbucks when she gets back.

Hot Starbucks. Can you just repeat that first...

Hello?

Oh, my God.

What took you so long? I have to pee! What? You haven't peed since I left?

No, I haven't. I've been manning the desk, haven't I? I'm bursting.

Oh, hi.

You do coat. Do the coat!

Okay.

Now, be prepared. The run-through is at 12:30.

People are panicking, so the phone is going to be ringing off the hook.

The ru... The run-through.Right.

Yes. Editors bring in options for the shoot, and Miranda chooses.

She chooses every single thing in every single issue.

Run-throughs are a huge deal. I don't know why you don't know that, Andrea.

Okay. Are you ready? Oh, hi, hi.

Right. Well, after the loo, Serena and I are going to lunch.

This is her... the new me. Hi.

Told you. I thought you were kidding.

No, quite serious, yeah. I get 20 minutes for lunch, and you get 15.

When I come back, you can go. Okay.

What exactly is she wearing? Her grandmother's skirt.

Hmm. Corn chowder. That's an interesting choice.

You do know that cellulite is one of the main ingredients in corn chowder.

So none of the girls here eat anything?

Not since two became the new four and zero became the new two.

Well, I'm a six. Which is the new 14.

Oh. Shoot.

Oh, never mind. I'm sure you have plenty more polyblend where that came from. Okay. You think my clothes are hideous.

I get it.

But, you know, I'm not going to be in fashion forever...

so I don't see the point of changing everything about myself just because I have this job. Yes, that's true.

That's really what this multibillion-dollar industry is all about anyway, isn't it? Inner beauty.

Hello.

Right. Come on.

Miranda's pushed the run-through up a half an hour. Mmm!

She's always 15 minutes early. Which means?

You're already late. Come. Shoot!

Excuse me.

Mr. Ravitz.

Nigel.

Issue going well? Oh, yes. Our best September ever.

Great. Heard Miranda killed autumn jackets and pulled up the Sedona shoot. What's that costing me?

About 300,000.

Must have been some lousy jackets.

Irv Ravitz. Oh, I'm sorry.

This is Andy Sachs, Miranda's new assistant.

Congratulations, young lady.

A million girls would kill for that job.

Bye-bye.

Hmm?Chairman of Elias-Clarke, Irv Ravitz.

You know what they say? Tiny man, huge ego. No. And I've seen all this before.

Theyskens is trying to reinvent the drop waist, so actually it's...

Where are all the other dresses? We have some right here.

Stand, watch and listen. And I think it can be very interesting...

No. No, I just... It's just baffling to me.

Why is it so impossible to put together a decent run-through?

You people have had hours and hours to prepare. It's just so confusing to me. Where are the advertisers?

We have some pieces from Banana Republic. We need more, don't we? Oh. This is... This might be... What do you think of... Yeah.

Well, you know me.

Give me a full ballerina skirt and a hint of saloon and I'm on board. But do you think it's too much like... Like the Lacroix from July? I thought that, but no, not with the right accessories. It should work. Where are the belts for this dre... Why is no one ready?

Here. It's a tough call.

They're so different. Hmm.

Something funny?

No. No, no. Nothing's...

You know, it's just that both those belts look exactly the same to me.

You know, I'm still learning about this stuff and, uh...

"This... stuff"?

Oh. Okay. I see.

You think this has nothing to do with you.

You go to your closet...

and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance...

because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously... to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue.

It's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean.

And you're also blithely unaware of the fact...

that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns.

And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it...

who showed cerulean military jackets?

I think we need a jacket here. Mmm.

And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores...

and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner...

where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin.

However, that blue represents millions of dollars...

and countless jobs...

and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice...

that exempts you from the fashion industry...

when, in fact...

you're wearing a sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room... from a pile of stuff.

So then I said, "No, I couldn't see the difference...

between the two absolutely identical belts'"...

and you should have seen the look she gave me!

I thought the flesh was gonna melt off her face.

It's not funny.

She's not happy unless everyone around her is panicked, nauseous or suicidal. And the Clackers just worship her.

The who? They call them Clackers.

The sound that their stilettos make in the marble lobby.

It's like, "Clack, clack, clack. Clack, clack."

And they all act like they're curing cancer or something.

The amount of time and energy...

that these people spend on these insignificant, minute details, and for what? So that tomorrow they can spend another $300,000 reshooting something... that was probably fine to begin with...

to sell people things they don't need!

God!

I'm not even hungry anymore. What?

That is why those girls are so skinny. Oh. No, no, no.

Give me that. There's, like, eight dollars ofJarlsberg in there.

You know what?

I just have to stick it out for a year. One year.

And then I can do what I came to New York to do.

But I can't let Miranda get to me. I won't.

Easy there, tiger.

Oh, good morning, Miranda. Get me Isaac.

I don't see my breakfast here. Are my eggs here? Where are my eggs? Excuse me!

Pick up the Polaroids from the lingerie shoot.

Have the brakes checked on my car.

Where's that piece of paper I had in my hand yesterday morning?

The girls need new surfboards or boogie boards or something for spring break. Hello. The twins also need flip-flops.

Ow! Oh, my gosh!

Pick up my shoes from Blahnik, and then go get Patricia.

Who's that? Good girl! Good girl! Good girl!

Get me that little table that I liked at that store on Madison.

Get us a reservation for dinner tonight at that place that got the good review. Get me Isaac. Thirty-six thank-you notes delivered today.

Where is everyone? Why is no one working?

Get me Demarchelier.

I have Miranda Priestly calling for... Okay.

I have Patrick.

Thank God it's Friday, right?

At least Miranda will be in Miami, so we don't have to be on call this weekend.

You know, my dad's coming in from Ohio.

Yeah, we're gonna go out to dinner, maybe see Chicago.

You doing anything fun this weekend?

Yes.

Yeah, Nate said it was great.

He actually... He applied here, but they wanted someone with more experience. Here. Huh? What's this?

I don't want you to get behind on your rent.

Dad, how did you... It's...

I'm gonna kill Mom.

Dad, thank you.

It's really good to see you. You too, honey.

So, you want to start grilling me now...

or should we wait till after dinner?

I thought I'd let you at least enjoy the bread basket first.

No, no, no. It's okay. Go right ahead.

We're just a little worried, honey.

We get e-mails from you at your office at 2:00 a.m.

Your pay is terrible. You don't get to write anything.

Hey, that's not fair.

I wrote those e-mails.

I'm just trying to understand why someone who got accepted to Stanford Law... turns it down to be a journalist, and now you're not even doing that.

Dad, you have to trust me.

Being Miranda's assistant opens a lot of doors.

Emily is going to Paris with Miranda in a few months...

and she's gonna meet editors and writers from every important magazine. And in a year, that could be me.

All right?Mm-hmm.

Dad, I swear, this is my break.

This is my... my chance.

This is my boss.

I'm sorry, Dad. I have to take this. Take it. Take it.

Hello. Miranda? My flight has been canceled.

It's some absurd weather problem.

I need to get home tonight. The twins have a recital tomorrow morning at school. What? At school!

Absolutely. Let me see what I can do. Good.

Hi. Um, I know this is totally last minute...

but I was hoping that you could maybe get a flight for my boss...

from Miami to New York tonight?

It's right here. Thank you. Yeah, any kind of jet.

From Miami to New York. Thank you.

Yup, I need it tonight. I need it... Ow!

I thought you were going out the other... Sweetie! No.

It's over here, honey. Tonight.

Hi. I'm trying to get a flight tonight... for tonight... from Miami to New York.

Yes, I know there's a hurricane.

Nothing is flying out? What do you mean, nothing is flying out?

It's for Miranda Priestly, and I know that she's a client of yours.

Yes. Yes, hi. I need a jet tonight from Miami to New York.

Yeah. Sorry. Hold on. Hello? Miranda, hi.

I'm trying to get you a flight, but no one is flying out because of the weather.

Please. It's just... I don't know... drizzling.

Someone must be getting out.

Call Donatella. Get her jet.

Call everybody else that we know that has a jet. Irv?

Call every... This is your responsibi... This is yourjob.

Get me home.

Oh, my God! She's going to murder me.

What does she want you to do, call the National Guard and have her airlifted out of there? Of course not. Could I do that?

Come on.

The girls' recital was absolutely wonderful.

They played Rachmaninoff. Everyone loved it.

Everyone except me...

because, sadly, I was not there.

Miranda, I'm so sorry.

Do you know why I hired you?

I always hire the same girl...

stylish, slender, of course...

worships the magazine.

But so often, they turn out to be...

I don't know... disappointing and, um...

stupid.

So you, with that impressive resume...

and the big speech about your so-called work ethic...

I, um... I thought you would be different.

I said to myself, go ahead.

Take a chance.

Hire the smart, fat girl.

I had hope.

My God. I live on it.

Anyway, you ended up disappointing me more than, um...

more than any of the other silly girls.

Um, I really did everything I could think of.

Uh... That's all.

Excuse me! Where do you think you're going?

She hates me, Nigel.

And that's my problem because...

Oh, wait. No, it's not my problem.

I don't know what else I can do because if I do something right, it's unacknowledged. She doesn't even say thank you.

But if I do something wrong, she is vicious.

So quit. What?

Quit. Quit? I can get another girl to take your job in five minutes... one who really wants it. No, I don't want to quit. That's not fair.

But, you know, I'm just saying that I would just like a little credit...

for the fact that I'm killing myself trying.

Andy, be serious.

You are not trying.

You are whining. I...

What is it that you want me to say to you, huh?

Do you want me to say, "Poor you. Miranda's picking on you. Poor you.Poor Andy"? Hmm? Wake up, six.

She's just doing herjob.

Don't you know that you are working at the place... that published some of the greatest artists of the century?

Halston, Lagerfeld, de la Renta.

And what they did, what they created...

was greater than art because you live your life in it.

Well, not you, obviously, but some people.

You think this is just a magazine, hmm?

This is not just a magazine.

This is a shining beacon of hope for...

oh, I don't know... let's say a young boy growing up in Rhode Island with six brothers...

pretending to go to soccer practice when he was really going to sewing class... and reading Runway under the covers at night with a flashlight.

You have no idea how many legends have walked these halls.

And what's worse, you don't care.

Because this place, where so many people would die to work...

you only deign to work.

And you want to know why she doesn't kiss you on the forehead...

and give you a gold star on your homework at the end of the day.

Wake up, sweetheart.

Okay. So I'm screwing it up. Mmm.

I don't want to.

I just wish that I knew what I could do to...

Nigel? Hmm?

Nigel, Nigel.

No.

I don't know what you expect me to do.

There's nothing in this whole closet that'll fit a size six.

I can guarantee you. These are all sample sizes... two and four.

All right. We're doing this for you. And...A poncho? You'll take what I give you and you'll like it.

We're doing this Dolce for you. Hmm! And shoes.

JimmyChoo's.Hmm. ManoloBlahnik. Wow.

NancyGonzalez. Love that.

Okay, NarcisoRodriguez. This we love. Uh, it might fit. It might. What?

Okay. Now, Chanel. You're in desperate need of Chanel. Darling, shall we?

We have to get to the beauty department, and God knows how long that's going to take. I mean, I have no idea why Miranda hired her.

Me neither. The other day, we were in the beauty department.

She held up the ShuUemuraeyelashcurler and said, "What is this?"

I just knew from the moment I saw her...

she was going to be a complete and utter disas...

Miranda Priestly's office.

No, actually, she's not available, but I'll leave word.

Okay, thanks. Bye. How did...

Are you wearing the... The Chanel boots?

Yeah, I am.

You look good.

Oh, God. What?

She does. Oh, shut up, Serena.

See you guys tomorrow. Good night, man. Take it easy. Take care of that finger, huh?

So, what do you think?

Uh, I think we better get out of here...

before my girlfriend sees me.

The gowns are fabulous.

Mm-hmm. We're gonna use the burgundy.

Gotta find...

So we spent a whole semester on potatoes alone.

You take the fry and squeeze it.

See how firm that is? Hey. Oh, I'm so sorry I'm late.

There was a crisis in the accessories department.

I needed to find a python headband. Pythors hot right now. I have exciting presents for all of you.

Are you ready?

What is that? It's a Bang &Olufsen phone.

Charlie Rose sent it to Miranda for her birthday.

I looked it up on line. It's $1,100.

What? Wow!

And I have some products. Mason Pearson hairbrushes.

A little Clinique. Ooh!

Oh, damn it. I love your job. Oh! One more.

A little thing.

Do you want it? You want... Oh. Gimme! Gimme, gimme, gimme! I think she likes it. Oh, my God! This is the new MarcJacobs! This is sold out everywhere. Where did you get this?

Miranda didn't want it, so...

No, no, no, no, no. This bag is, like, $1,900. I cannot take this from you. Yeah, you can.

Why do women need so many bags? Shut up.

You have one. You put all your junk in it, and that's it. You're done.

Fashion is not about utility.

An accessory is merely a piece of iconography...

used to express individual identity.

Oh! And it's pretty. That too.

Yeah. But the thing is, it turns out there is more to Runway than just fancy purses. Look, here's an essay byJayMclnerney, a piece byJoanDidion.

Even an interview with Christiane Amanpour.

Looks like someone's been drinking the Kool-Aid. What do you...

I got it. It's... Yup, the Dragon Lady.

Oh, Miranda? Let me talk to her.

I need that. I'll tell her to get her own scrambled eggs.

Lily, no, no, no! Put that thing up! I was gonna answer it!

It's gonna make... Give me the... phone.

Hi, Miranda.

Ooh. Shh. Absolutely.

Shh! Uh-huh. I'm leaving right now.

You know, you guys didn't have to be such assholes.

Um, excuse me.

I'm looking forJames Holt.

Um, that's him right there.

Oh. Thanks. No problem.

I put my stuff out there, and I pray they improve. Really?

Excuse me. Hi.

I'm Andy. I'm picking up for Miranda Priestly.

Oh, yes. You must be the new Emily.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, let me see that bag. Very, very nice. Ah.

Distressed, studded leather, pieced by hand, finished with a metallic fringe. Very nice, indeed. Who made that fantastic thing?

You.

Hmm. Duh.This way.

Uh, here we go.

It's a sketch of Miranda's dress for the benefit.

Also the centerpiece of my spring collection.Top secret stuff.

I'll guard it with my life. Please do.

Come on. You're working for Miranda Priestly now.

You must be in desperate need of hard liquor.

Excuse us, girls.

She'll have the punch.

It's deadly. Have fun.

He's right, you know. Hmm?

The punch. I drank it at James's last party.

I woke up in Hoboken wearing nothing but a poncho and a cowboy hat. Wise.

Uh, hi. Christian Thompson.

Christian Thompson? You're kidding.

No, you're... You write for, like, every magazine I love.

I actually... I reviewed your collection of essays for my college newspaper. Did you mention my good looks and my killer charm?

No, but... What do you do?

Oh. Well, I want to work for somewhere like The New Yorker or Vanity Fair. I am a writer too. Is that right?

Mm-hmm. I should read your stuff. Why don't you send it over?

Yeah?

That would be... Thank you. That would be great.

But actually, right now, I'm working as Miranda Priestly's assistant.

Oh, you're kidding. Well, that's too bad.

That's... Whoa. You'll never survive Miranda.

Excuse me? Well, you seem nice, smart.

You can't do that job.

Gotta go.

Okay.

Well, it was very, very nice to meet you, Miranda girl.

Emily?

Call James Holt's office. Tell them I want to move the preview up to today at 12:30. Tell everybody else. Be ready to leave in half an hour.

But we're not expected until Tuesday. Did she say why?

Yes. Yeah, she explained every detail of her decision making.

And then we brushed each other's hair and gabbed about American Idol. I see your point.

what's a preview anyway? Good morning, Miranda.

Miranda insists upon seeing all the designers'collections...

before they show them.

Great to see you. Hello, James.

And she tells them what she thinks? In her way.

Uh, this season really began for me with a meditation...

on the intersection between East and west.

There's a scale. One nod is good. Two nods is very good.

There's only been one actual smile on record, and that was Tom Ford in 2001. An obi belt.

She doesn't like it, she shakes her head.

This is the dress that we have designed specifically and exclusively for you. Then, of course, there's the pursing of the lips.

Which means?

Catastrophe.

Just, uh... Just go.

I just don't understand. I'm appalled. It's absurd. Appalled.

You deal with it. I'll talk to him.

So because she pursed her lips, he's gonna change his entire collection? You still don't get it, do you?

Her opinion is the only one that matters.

Call my husband and confirm dinner. At Pastis?Done.

And I'll need a change of clothes.

Well, I've already messengered your outfit over to the shoot.

Fine. And, Andrea, I would like you to deliver the Book to my home tonight. Have Emily give you the key. Mm-hmm.

Guard this with your life. Of course.

You know, if I can deliver the Book, that means I must have done something right. I'm not a psycho.

Oh, and, you know, she called me Andrea?

I mean, she didn't call me Emily, which is... Isn't that great?

Yeah, whoopee.Right.

Now, it's very important that you do exactly what I'm about to tell you. Oh. Okay.

The Book is assembled by 10:00, 10:30...

and you must wait around for it until then.

You will be delivering Miranda's dry cleaning with the Book.

Now, the car will take you straight to Miranda's townouse.

You let yourself in.

Andrea. You do not talk to anyone.

Do not look at anyone.

This is of the utmost importance. You must be invisible.

Do you understand? Uh-huh.

You open the door and you walk across the foyer.

You hang the dry cleaning in the closet across from the staircase.

Uh... And you leave the Book on the table with the flowers.

Shit! It's that door to the left.

Okay.

Thank you.

You can give the Book to us. Shh. Which... Which table?

It's okay. Come on up. No, I can't. I can't.

What? It's okay. Come on.

Yeah, come on. It's okay. Please stop talking.

Or you can bring the Book upstairs. Emily does it all the time.

She does? Right. She does, all the time.

Yeah? Okay.

what did you expect me to do, walk out in the middle of a cover shoot?

I rushed out of an investment committee meeting...

and I sat there waiting for you for almost an hour.

I told you the cell phones didn't work. Nobody could get a signal out.

I knew what everyone in that restaurant was thinking...

there he is, waiting for her again.

Okay, okay! Okay, okay. Oh, no. Shh!

It really wasn't that big a deal. I promise.

The twins said hello, so I said hello back.

Then I went up the stairs to give her the Book and... You went upstairs?

Oh, my God. Why didn't you just climb into bed with her and ask for a bedtime story? Okay, I made a mistake. I know.

Andrea, you don't understand.

If you get fired, that might jeopardize Paris for me.

If that happens, I will search every Blimpie's in the tristate area until I track you down. She'sgonna fire me?

I don't know. She's not happy.

Andrea?

Miranda, about last night, I...

I need the new Harry Potter book for the twins.

Okay. Okay. I'll go down to Barnes & Noble right now.

Did you fall down and smack your little head on the pavement?

Not that I can recall.

We have all the published Harry Potter books. The twins want to know what happens next. You want the unpublished manuscript?

We know everyone in publishing. It shouldn't be a problem, should it?

And you can do anything, right?

Yes, Bobbsey. I know, baby.

Mommy's working very hard to get it for you.

She doesn't get it.

I could call frickirJ.K. Rowling herself. I'm not gonna get a copy of that book.

My girls are leaving on the train for their grandmother's at 4:00...

so the book better be here no later than 3:00.

Of course! And I would like my steak here in 15 minutes.

No problem!

Okay. I have four hours to get the impossible manuscript.

Smith &Wollensky's doesn't open until 11:30. How am I gonna get the steak?

Okay. I will be back in 15 minutes.

Wish me luck! No. Shart.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. I've been on hold. It's for Miranda Priestly.

It's very important.

Yes, I know it's impossible to get...

but, well, I was wondering if you could make the impossible possible...

if that's at all possible.

Yes, I'm calling about the Harry Potter manuscript.

Uh, no.Unpublished.

Not a chance?

Tell her that it's for Miranda Priestly.

'Cause I think it makes a difference.

Let me call you back.

You probably don't remember me. We met at James Holt's party.

I'm Miranda Priestly's assistant.

The Harry Potter manuscript? Oh, you're kidding.

Uh, sorry to ask, but I'm desperate.

Just tell her it can't be done. You'll have to come up with a Plan "B."

Well, this is Miranda Priestly we're talking about.

There is no Plan "B." There's only Plan "A."

Is she back? Am I fired?

I rarely say this to people who aren't me...

but you have got to calm down.

Bloody hell!

Coat, bag.

What's that? Oh, I don't want that. I'm having lunch with Irv.

I'll be back at 3:00. I'd like my Starbucks waiting.

Oh, and if you don't have that Harry Potter book by then...

don't even bother coming back.

Hello.

Quit? Are you sure?

I failed. She'sgonna fire me anyway.

I might as well beat her to the punch. Wow.

Andy, good for you. Congratulations. You're free.

Yeah. Well, listen, I'll call you later. Okay.

Hello.

I'm brilliant. No, really.

Monuments should be erected in my honor. You didn't.

Oh, yes. A friend of a friend does the cover art...

and she happens to have the manuscript.

Oh, no, 'cause that would mean that I actually did something right.

It's just... Oh!

The thing is, Christian, I was just...

Look, you want this thing, you better hurry. I'll meet you at the St. Regis.

Excuse me.

Welcome to the St. Regis. May I assist you with anything? Oh. Yes.

Uh, I'm meeting someone at the King Cole Bar. Right this way.

Hi.

You have one hour. Thank you.

One copy. What are my twins gonna do with that? Share?

Oh, no, I made two copies...

and had them covered, reset and bound so that they wouldn't look like manuscripts. This is an extra copy to have on file. You know, just in case.

Well, where are these fabulous copies? I don't see them anywhere.

They're with the twins, on the train on the way to Grandma's.

Is there anything else I can do for you?

Mm-mmm. That's all.

Okay.

Hey. Hey. I went to Dean & Deluca.

Man, they charge, like, five dollars a strawberry there.

But I figure since you quit your job...

we should celebrate.

Listen, Nate. Wait a minute.

You quit your job, but you're still working on the twins' science project? Well, that's big of you.

Okay, after we talked, I realized...

it doesn't make sense throwing away all those months of hard work. I just had a moment of weakness, that's all.

Yeah, well, either that, or your job sucks and your boss is a wacko. All right.Whatever. It's your job.

Nate.

Come on.

I'm still the same person I was.

I still want the same things. Okay?

Mm-hmm. I promise. Same Andy, better clothes.

I like the old clothes.

Really?

Well, what about these necklaces? Do you like them?

No? And this dress, it's new.

Well, there is one other thing that's new...

that I thought you might like.

But, uh... What about this?

You don't like it. I should better do...

No, no, no, no.

Is this number two look? This is number two?

Hi. Hi. All right. Turn around for me, darling.

Oh, I get it. I get it. I get it.

The piece is called "urban jungle, '"right?

Yes, the modern woman unleashes the animal within to take on the big city. Good. Go.

Sometimes I can't believe I talk about this crap all day.

Bobby, come here. Let me see. Oh, thank you.

Make sure Miranda gets these as soon as possible. Mm-hmm.

And tell her I switched in the Dior for the Rocha.

Oh, great. Can't wait. Excuse me.

Can we adjust the attitude? I'm sorry.

Don't make me feed you to one of the models. I'm sorry.

It's a busy day.

My personal life is hanging by a thread, that's all.

Join the club. That's what happens when you start doing well at work, darling.

Let me know when your whole life goes up in smoke.

That means it's time for a promotion.

No. All right, February, back of the issue.

Did anybody speak with Salma's people yet?

Yes, but she'd rather do a summer cover because she has a movie coming out.

No. Also, I'm pulling the Toobin piece on the Supreme Court women...

woman.

And I need to see a new draft on that piece...

about shopping for a plastic surgeon... It's dull.

And this layout for the winter wonderland spread.

Not wonderful yet.

Oh, okay. l-I'll look at it.

What about Testino? Where are we on that?

Zac Posers doing some very sculptural suits.

So I suggested that, uh, Testino shoot them at the Noguchi Garden.

Perfect.

Thank God somebody came to work today.

What about accessories for April?

One thought I had was enamel. Um, bangles, pendants, earrings.

No. We did that two years ago. What else?

Um, well, they're showing a lot of florals right now, so I was thinking...

Florals?For spring?Groundbreaking.

But we thought about shooting them in an industrial space.

We thought the contrast between the femininity of the florals...

and the more raw, rough-hewn background would create this wonderful tension between... No. Which?

No.

Does anybody else have anything I can possibly use?

Antibacterial wipes perhaps?

How's the cold doing? Like death warmed up actually.

Oh, God.

It's the benefit tonight. I've been looking forward to it for months.

I refuse to be sick. I'm wearing Valentino, for crying out loud.

Right. Well, everybody will be leaving soon to get ready...

so I suggest you go and drop Miranda's Fendi bag off at the showroom...

and then I suppose you can just go home.

Yeah? Oh, well, that is great. Perfect actually.

I need to get to Magnolia Bakery before it closes. It's Nate's birthday tonight. So we're, uh, having a little party for him.

Yeah, I'm hearing this, and I wanna hear this.

Bye.

I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.

Hello?

Before the benefit tonight, I need to make sure...

that you're both fully prepped on the guest list.

But I thought that only the first assistant went to the benefit.

Only when the first assistant hasn't decided to become...

an incubus of viral plague.

You'll come and help Emily.

That's all. Right.

These are all of the guests. Miranda invites everyone.

We have to make sure that they all think she knows exactly who they are. And I've been studying for weeks.

I have to learn all these by tonight?

No, don't be silly, Andrea. These too.

Look, you better just start without me, okay? I'll get there as soon as I can. Andy, come on, it's his birth...

Okay, but hurry.

Oh, please, believe me, I will. This is the last thing that I wanna... Ooh, I love that. Uh, I'll call you the second I'm leaving, okay?

Will that fit me? Oh, yeah.

A little Crisco and some fishing line, and we're in business.

Well, nothing really. I mean, this is...

I mean, really, this is the social event of the season.

Oh, oh, my God. Andy, you look so chic.

Oh, thanks, Em. You look so thin.

Do I? Yeah.

Oh, it's for Paris. I'm on this new diet.

It's very effective. Well, I don't eat anything.

And then when I feel like I'm about to faint, I eat a cube of cheese. Well, it's definitely working. I know.

I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.

That's John Folger, the new artistic director of the Chelsea Rep.

John, thanks for coming. Hey there.

Oh, thank you. It's always nice seeing you. Stop fidgeting.

I'm sorry. I'm so late.

Just deal with it. You have to be here.

Emily, come here.

Isn't that Jacqueline Follet from French Runway?

Oh, my God, and Miranda hates her.

She was supposed to arrive after Miranda left.

I didn't... Oh. Yeah.

Miranda, fabulous event as always. You brought Jacqueline.

Surprise.Quelle surprise.

Oh, wonderful. We're so happy you were able to come to our little gathering. Of course. I plan my whole year around this.

Well, we're so grateful that you do.

Ciao. Have you gotten my note?

Yes, I did. We'll discuss it on Wednesday.

Yes, I agree. No business tonight. Not tonight.

Enjoy.

Oh, thanks. Thanks.

Oh, um... Oh, my God. I just can't remember what his name is.

I just saw his name this morning on the list.

It's... Oh, I know this. It's something to do with...

Wait, he was... he was part of the... Oh, God, I know this. Um...

It's Ambassador Franklin, and that's the woman that he left his wife for, Rebecca. Rebecca. Ambassador.Miranda.

You look fabulous. Oh, very kind.

Thank you.

Look at you. Hello.

You're... You're a vision.

Oh. Thank God I saved your job.

You know, I figured out a few things on my own too.

Turns out, I'm not as nice as you thought.

I hope not.

Well, if it werert for the stupid boyfriend...

I'd have to whisk you away right here and now.

Do you actually say things like that to people? Evidently.

Well, I gotta go.

Are you sure? 'Cause my editor for New York Magazine is inside...

and, you know, I could introduce you two.

You sent over your stuff for me to look at? Remember? Yeah.

All right, I gotta admit, I only read a couple. It was a very large packet you sent. Yeah. But what I did read wasn't half bad.

And, you know, I think... I think you have a talent, Andy.

He should meet you.

Why don't you come in? Just for one drink.

Um, okay, yeah. I guess I could for one...

No, I can't. I'm sorry, but I have to go.

All right. Give my best to the boyfriend.

Roy, I'm sorry. Can you go any faster?

I'm sure Nate will understand.

Yeah.

Hey.

Happy birthday.

Nate, I'm so sorry.

I kept trying to leave, but there was a lot going on.

And, you know, I didn't have a choice.

Don't worry about it.

I'm gonna go to bed.

Can we at least talk about this?

You look really pretty.

Andrea?

Do you have the Book? Oh. Uh...

Paris is the most important week of my entire year.

I need the best possible team with me.

That no longer includes Emily.

Wait. You want me to...

No, Miranda.

Emily would die.

Her whole life is about Paris.

She hasn't eaten in weeks. l-I can't... do that.

Miranda, I can't.

If you don't go, I'll assume you're not serious about your future...

at Runway or any other publication.

The decisiors yours.

That's all.

Hey, Andy.

Hey. You coming to bed anytime soon?

Uh, yeah. Five minutes, okay?

Andrea, don't forget to tell Emily.

Do it now.

Don't pick up.

Don't pick up. Don't pick up. Don't pick... Hi.

Emily. Hi, hi. Sorry I'm late.

It's just Miranda wanted some scarves from Hermes.

And she did tell me yesterday, but I forgot like an idiot.

And so I freaked out, of course.

Emily, Emily, l-I need to talk to you.

I called Martine at home, and she opened the shop early. Whoa! I'm sorry. She opened the shop early for me, so I got them, which is great.

Okay. Um, Emily, wh-when you come in...

there's something I have to talk to you about.

Well, I hope it's not another Miranda problem. Not exactly.

Well, good, because I've got so much to deal with before I go. I swear to God... Oh, my God!

Emily?

I don't care if she was gonna fire you or beat you with a red-hot poker! You should have said no.

Emily, I didn't have a choice.

Oh. Please. You know how she is.

That is a pathetic excuse.

Thanks.

Do you know what really just...

gets me about this whole thing...

is that, you know, you're the one who said you don't really care about this stuff. And you don't really care about fashion. You just wanna be a journalist. What a pile of bollocks!

Emily, I know you're mad. I don't blame you.

Face it, you sold your soul the day you put on that first pair of Jimmy Choo's. I saw it. And you know what really just kills me about this whole thing... is the clothes that you're gonna get.

I mean, you don't deserve them.

You eat carbs, for Christ's sake.

God, it's so unfair!

Emily. Just go.

Emily, I... I said go!

You are going to Paris for the couture shows? Mm-hmm.

That's the coolest fashion event of the year. Mm-hmm.

I mean, who are you going to see, Galliano? Yeah.

And Lagerfeld and Nicholas Ghesquiere. Yep.

Yes. Okay, now you're scaring me.

Hey. Hey.

This show is amazing. I am so proud of you. Thank you.

Okay, start with the photos in the back and work your way forward. That is the way I designed it. It is brilliant.

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