Emily in Paris – S05E03 – Intimissimi Issues | Transcript

Sylvie and Giancario's on set squabbles drive their production off script. A revealing lingerie campaign inspires Emily to bare something deeper.
Emily in Paris - S05E03 - Intimissimi Issues

Emily in Paris
Genre: Romantic comedy drama
Created by: Darren Star
Stars: Lily Collins, Philippine Leroy-Beaulieu, Ashley Park, Lucas Bravo, Samuel Arnold, Bruno Gouery, Camille Razat, William Abadie, Lucien Laviscount
Premise: Emily in Paris follows Emily Cooper, an American from Chicago with a master’s degree in communications, who moves to Paris for a new job opportunity. She is tasked with bringing an American point of view and social media presence to a venerable French marketing firm. Cultures clash as she adjusts to the challenges of life in Paris while juggling her career, new friendships, and active love life.

The series is available for streaming on Netflix

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Season 5 – Episode 3
Episode title: Intimissimi Issues
Original release date: December 18, 2025
Episode plot: Emily is given a lingerie brand to work with, Intimissimi. Alfie helps Mindy who is struggling with a dance routine for Ballando Ballando Ballando, and they share a kiss, but she stops it and says they can’t. The presentation goes wrong when Mindy’s partner tells her in Italian the final leap won’t be done but she doesn’t understands him and both tumble on the floor. Emily calls Mindy, not knowing she slept with Alfie last might. Sylvie tells Emily Giancarlo quit the commercial, and freaks out fearing she ruined the campaign, causing Emily to be nervous as well.

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Emily in Paris – S05E03 – Intimissimi Issues | Transcript

[lively French pop music playing]

I want to stay in bed all day.

[speaks in Italian]

Whatever you said, I liked it.

[in English] It translates to, “The one who sleeps catches no fish.”

[Emily] Mm.

Mwah.

Oh. [groans]

[Emily chuckles softly]

[Emily groans]

Well, I hate to see you go, but I like to watch you leave.

That translates to, “I like your butt.” [giggles]

[Emily chuckles]

[Mindy screams] Oh my God!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh God, Mindy’s on the couch.

Yeah.

[quirky music playing]

You don’t have to go, Min.

No, it’s all good.

Ballando offered to put me up in a nice hotel, so why not?

[music fades]

To spend time with your best friend?

A best friend who I don’t want to keep cockblocking.

Marcello was basically shooing me away with his dick this morning.

It does have a mind of its own.

Okay.

So, what hotel are they putting you in?

Uh, the Orient Express La Minerva.

Oh! Nice.

Oh! I think, um, Alfie’s staying there.

You should text him.

No, no, no. I’ve got so much choreo to learn for the show, and it’s tomorrow.

Emily, I can’t believe I agreed to do this.

Sorry again, Mindy.

Oh, no big D.

[quirky music playing]

As in “deal.”

No big deal. [laughs softly] Your D was perfect. You…

You know what? I’m going to go.

[choir singing in Latin]

[church bells ringing]

CONVENT HOTEL

[nuns chattering in Italian]

[in Italian] Hello, Sister Celestino!

How’d you sleep?

Eh?

Hello, Sister Vivianna, how’s it going?

Have a good day!

Do you have enough, my son?

[in English] Oh, yes. Grazie, Sister Esta.

[in Italian] All good.

[cheerful music playing]

Hi. Uh, buongiorno.

Do you mind if we, uh, sit?

Oh, yeah. No, not at all. Please.

[man] I told you he’d speak English.

Hi, I’m David. This is my wife, Katie.

[Luc] Oh.

Nice to meet you. I’m Luc. Americans?

Ohioans. Our first time to Europe.

Can you believe how cheap this place is?

Aside from the 11 o’clock curfew and the shared bathrooms, it’s as good as any hotel.

Esattamente. That’s why I’m here.

And Sister Cristina’s frittata is…

I heard the eggs are blessed.

Eggs benedictine, huh?

[laughing]

[lilting pop music playing]

The commercial starts on a beautiful woman sitting alone in a movie theater.

When the lights go down, she’s joined by a man.

He puts his hand on her knee, and it’s clear they know each other.

The movie playing on the screen will be a series of quick cuts.

First of a little boy and a little girl chasing each other through Solitano.

Then it’s the little girl and the little boy as teenagers, flirting, stealing glances.

And back in the movie theater, the man’s hand begins to move to the woman’s thigh.

[Giancarlo] On the screen, we see the teenagers walking through the village, unable to keep their hands off each other.

Eventually, they’re sharing their first kiss.

We cut back to the theater, and it’s just the beautiful woman watching the film alone, smiling at the memories.

[sighs] Or was it just a fantasy?

It’s so good.

It feels classically Italian, almost like Cinema Paradiso.

That’s true.

Cinema Paradiso is one of my favorite films.

Umberto’s too.

He loved movies.

That’s why we had the theater built.

Then, maybe we could call the fragrance Muratori Paradiso.

Muratori Paradiso.

I like that.

[Marcello] I like it too.

But if the goal is for the brand to appeal to a global audience, then maybe the commercial should be more cosmopolitan.

Maybe we shoot it in Rome or Milan or even New York.

No?

No.

[pensive music playing]

It doesn’t feel right at all.

Well, we… Mm. We do want to make sure that the commercial is something people from all over can connect with.

That’s why you hired me.

Don’t worry, it’s gonna be beautiful.

[hopeful music plays]

I know how smitten you are, but Antonia’s the one we have to please, not Marcello.

I’m trying to please both.

Well, just the one will do.

[upbeat pop music playing]

Don’t be a liability, Emily.

♪ It’s been here for a while ♪

♪ Knowing soon it will be time to go ♪

[music fades]

[sighs] Again?

[speaking in Italian] Again!

[mutters mockingly]

Okay.

[exhales]

[Mindy grunts]

Okay.

You know what? Let’s call it.

From the beginning.

Okay.

Mm-hm.

Spin.

And out.

Your hand.

Three, two, one.

[grunts] [gasps] Oh! I’m so sorry.

Oh, Christ.

I know, my knees are really sharp.

[groans] Gianna! Please, come over here!

I’m trying to dance with a refrigerator!

She’s a beginner!

Okay.

Hi, I’m Mindy.

[Gianna] Ciao.

Yes, Mindy the refrigerator, who can’t get the lift.

[in Italian] Overhead?

Yes.

A first year dance student could get it.

She’s a TikTok singer.

I’m aware.

Look.

Easy!

[laughs sarcastically]

Cool, facile. I know what that means.

Come on. Again.

Come on, I’ll help you.

Oh, I don’t speak Italian.

Oh. I guess I consent.

Five, six, seven, eight!

Arm.

[quirky lively music playing]

And… [groans] [in English] Down.

That’s low. Jeez, okay.

This hand…

Maybe we can think of another end of the dance.

Yeah, maybe… Maybe we do like a deep bow.

Again.

Again.

[speaks in Italian]

[Mindy breathing heavily]

[in English] Okay.

[music fades]

[exhales]

[clacking]

[Orlando speaking indistinctly]

[message whooshes]

[lively French pop music playing]

So, after the embarrassment at Fendi, we need to sign another luxury client.

Not only to preserve our reputation, but also to justify keeping an office.

Hello, team.

Now, do you want to tell them or shall I?

I was just about to tell them.

Oh, well, luckily for all of you, I was able to get us a meeting at Intimissimi.

The underwear brand?

Lingerie.

Oh, lingerie and underwear are two entirely different things.

[Julien] It’s form over function.

Good gas mileage versus sporty handling.

Are you two really mansplaining lingerie to me?

I mean, have either of you ever tried any?

Surprisingly, no.

Panties on me is like putting a muzzle on a polar bear.

But I think I should be considered for the account.

I already have some ideas.

[quirky music playing] Something dark and sexy.

Do you remember the film The Night Porter with, uh, Charlotte Rampling?

No?

Mmmm.

It’s about a former SS officer, and she was his prisoner.

We could explore themes of fascism and submission.

That would be a hot take for lingerie.

I’m feeling it.

Really?

I think Emily is the right person for the account.

You’ve got a chance to redeem yourself after the Fendi fiasco.

Oy, as my Jewish grandmother would say.

Go home, think about it.

Maybe try some things on.

Send us some pictures.

No.

I want to prove the French can sell sex better than the Italians.

But I’m American.

Well, that’s your problem.

Don’t make it ours.

[dramatic dance music playing]

[music continues over speakers]

Thanks for helping me.

Better than another night watching Antoine chew his wine.

[laughs] You’re really good.

I was forced to take ballroom lessons as a kid.

Oh!

My mum said they’d pay off one day.

I can’t actually believe she was right.

[laughs] You ready for the leap?

[inhales then exhales]

Maybe.

No, I can’t do this.

You can do this.

[sighs]

[speaks chimes]

[music stops]

[breathing heavily] I don’t think I can.

I really don’t.

Just stop thinking about it.

Turn off your brain, and jump.

[sighs]

[speaker clicks]

Okay.

[music resumes] Let’s take it from the head flicky thingy.

Ah, you want to start with the sassy bit.

Stop. [laughs]

[lively dance music continues]

Ready?

Yeah.

[music crescendos then fades]

[Alfie grunting] Oh my God!

I told you.

I did it!

[Mindy exhales]

[Alfie grunts]

[gasps then laughs]

[chuckles] Finally.

Finally.

[sultry electronic French pop music playing]

We can’t. [breathing heavily]

[music fades]

Get it on so he can get it off.

Mm…

Or how about just get it on.

Intimissimi.

Get it on.

Are you working right now?

Well, I could go sit alone in an office and try coming up with a lingerie campaign, but I thought this would be more fun.

How about “Intimissimi, better on the floor”?

Hm. Not bad.

Eh?

What about…

“Make foreplay last.”

“Make it five-play.”

Mm. Non bene.

[clicks tongue] Yeah.

Yeah, non bene.

See? Good ideas and good taste.

No wonder you’re a titan of industry in the making.

Yeah. Tell that to my mother.

She has no faith in me.

[gentle music playing]

Otherwise, I’d be running Muratori by now.

Yeah, well, she’s probably just having trouble letting go of the reins.

Yeah, because she still thinks of me as the wild, irresponsible kid who was always in trouble with the nuns.

Yeah, but, you know, parents sometimes project their own fears onto their kids.

Pfft.

Seems like it’s just me.

I’m sorry. I know how that feels.

[music fades]

Your parents are like that too?

Mm, not exactly.

I was thinking more Sylvie.

She put me in charge of the Rome office, but she doesn’t seem to have any faith in my ability to actually run it.

Sylvie and my mother definitely have one thing in common.

[tender passionate music playing]

I don’t want to think about either of them right now.

Me neither.

Is it time to take the lingerie off yet?

I still have to figure out this campaign.

Fine. If it’s better for work, you can leave the lingerie on.

[chuckles softly] It might be a little sexier.

[clicks tongue] Ah…

That’s not a bad idea.

Mmhm.

[Emily] Sexier than naked.

[music turns pensive]

“Sexier than naked”?

Yes.

[music fades]

We see a couple kissing passionately.

She goes to take off her lingerie, but he stops her.

“Leave it on,” he says.

Is he gay?

What? No.

No, the lingerie is just so beautiful it takes center stage.

You want to see it.

We want this lingerie to make people connect.

This is too surface.

And a little confusing.

Well, um, how about I take all these notes and rethink?

I could have you something by–

We can meet tomorrow at the same time.

[tense pensive music playing]

We are on a deadline to make our decision.

Great. Well, let’s make that happen.

I’m not going to be able to make tomorrow.

Oh. We’ll miss you.

[lively Italian dance music playing]

[scoffs] I’m losing my touch.

[music fades] You know, I don’t think my ideas are translating in Rome.

I mean, I thought Italians liked sex.

Actually, they’re very repressed.

Oh, well, that hasn’t been my experience so far.

[Luc whistles lilting melody]

What’s going on in here?

Nothing.

Just Emily intimacy issues.

Oh, we are finally talking about it.

[quirky pensive music playing] From the moment you walked into the office in Paris, I noticed you had a wall up.

No, Luc, I–

[Luc] No.

Who could blame you?

I mean, a young woman in a foreign land, in a foreign office.

But as time went on, I saw it was more than that.

The very curated online presence, the bold outfits stealing focus from what’s underneath.

Maybe you’ve been hurt in the past.

Luc, I don’t have a problem with intimacy, okay?

I have a problem with Intimissimi the brand.

[music fades]

Oh.

I misunderstood.

Yeah.

Or maybe not.

[quirky pensive music resumes]

I still have my Night Porter idea.

[dramatic classical music playing]

[music continues over speakers]

[Giancarlo] Great.

One more just like that.

No, the boy’s attitude…

[music fades] He seems defeated.

He should act like they’re playing a game.

Keep rolling or cut?

Uh, cut.

Cut!

[crew chattering in Italian]

The little boy is sad at first, and then he realizes it’s a game.

I think we should keep it light from the beginning.

[tense pensive music playing]

I can do a take where it starts playful.

Thank you.

Sure.

Okay, let’s do it again.

Okay, back to one. Thank you.

[lively music playing]

Grazie.

Ah!

Italian women, you’re always late.

Yes, but we’re always worth the wait.

Ah!

Sorry, my sweet.

Mwah!

Is that for me?

Yes.

[suspenseful sting plays]

It’s gorgeous.

Should we go see how it fits?

At your place.

[lilting music playing]

I have to be back at the office.

But I can come over tonight after Ballando, Ballando, Ballando.

We cannot go to my place.

My father’s staying with me now, and his breathing machine is very loud.

But I can come to your hotel.

Okay. But you have to be there before 11:00. Don’t be late.

I wouldn’t dream of it.

Look.

[music crescendos then fades]

[film crew chattering indistinctly]

Are you enjoying this?

Or are you anxious for it to be over?

I just wonder what Umberto would think.

This would all be a little Hollywood to him.

Would you always agree with what Umberto thought?

[laughs] Almost never.

But it was nice to have someone to push back against.

The success or failure of the company is all in my hands now.

It’s a lot of responsibility and a little lonely.

I know that feeling.

[poignant pensive music playing]

What if we ended the commercial on the idea of the couple together rather than the woman alone?

Oh…

I like that.

Brava.

[music turns hopeful]

Excuse me.

Giancarlo!

It’s totally different from what I’d planned.

[music fades]

Yeah, but I think it works better.

I spoke to Antonia.

She actually prefers this version.

So then I guess I don’t have a choice.

No, it’s still your vision.

It’s not if the ending’s different.

I didn’t realize you were so precious about this.

I didn’t realize we were directing by committee.

Giancarlo, we’re here to please the client.

And that’s what the client wants.

I think it’s what you want.

And you always do what you want.

Isn’t that right?

Giancarlo, basta.

You’re behaving like one of the children on set.

Do you want me to ask one of them to direct instead?

I have a better idea.

[tense music playing]

Tommaso, she’s directing this now.

Giancarlo!

Doesn’t feel great to be left, does it?

[exhales sharply]

[electronic dance music playing]

[guests chattering indistinctly]

[music continues over speakers]

Oh my God, look!

[chuckles] She looks like she’s already won.

[camera clicks] Aw!

I know.

[message whooshes] And this is the girl who had debilitating stage fright.

She used to have to get one before performing to calm down.

Get one?

You know.

Orgasm.

Is that what you say?

Maybe.

[laughing] [chuckles]

[message chimes] What is it?

I’m just going to meet you in the seats.

[Marcello] Okay.

When I get nervous, I sweat and then things scoot around.

So I just need you to spray my butt with glue.

Honestly, I’m relieved that’s all you’re asking.

Oh, thank you.

I’m gonna make a fool out of myself.

You’re gonna be great.

I don’t think so.

There’s a big leap at the end, and I’ve only gotten it right one time.

You remember what you did that one time?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Well, then just do that.

Oh. Right.

Yeah. Yeah. Uh, yeah.

[laughs nervously] Yes, I–

That’s good.

Just breathe. [chuckles]

[coughing]

Okay, maybe don’t breathe.

Really get in there.

Luc said I had intimacy issues.

If only he could see me now.

[chuckles] Well, you definitely don’t have intimacy issues with me.

What, you think I have intimacy issues with other people?

Well, I just think you need to be pushed slightly to open up.

If someone were to share something personal with you, then I think you’d share something personal about yourself.

Yeah, exactly. But I didn’t do that.

Marcello opened up to me about his mom, but then I sort of pivoted to work.

Oh, that’s fine.

You really think that’s fine?

No, I don’t, but can we talk about this another time?

I have to leap over a man’s head, engage my core, point my toes, then try not to pee when his thumbs jab into my bladder.

So it’s hard for me to think about anything else now.

Copy.

[both chuckle nervously]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

[both yelling]

[lively dance music playing]

Go, go, go.

♪ I will never let you, I will never… ♪

[speaking in Italian]

No leap tonight, I hurt my back.

Okay? No leap. Just bow.

Don’t worry, I practiced all night.

I’ve got it.

Good.

[woman in Italian over PA]

Dancing the tango with her partner Orlando Aiello, it’s singer/songwriter Mindy Chen.

[audience cheering and applauding]

[dramatic tango music playing over speakers]

[music intensifies]

[music distorts then fades]

[gasping and exclaiming]

[Alfie sighs]

[Luc] Oh…

That was amazing.

[Mindy groans]

[Mindy groans]

[audience murmuring indistinctly]

[scattered applause]

[in Italian] Embarrassing!

[audience booing]

[scoffs]

[in Italian] I’m sorry.

[audience gasping and exclaiming]

[in Italian] It’s ok.

[in Italian] It’s not ok.

[audience exclaiming and groaning]

[tense music playing]

Idiot!

I know what idiota means.

You’re the idiota.

Oh, that you understand?!

I told her no leap!

You are an idiot!

I told her no leap! Amateur!

[music fades]

I hate to dash off, but, uh, Bianca is coming over, and I have a curfew, so…

Ciao, ragazzi.

What does he mean, “a curfew”?

Oh, sometimes it’s better not to know.

Um, I’m going to go too.

Give her a hug for me? Hm?

Hey! How are you doing?

I don’t want to talk about it.

I don’t want to think about it. I’m fine.

Orlando may have slipped a disc, though.

That was all his fault, right?

It didn’t even look like he was trying to catch her.

Yeah, he wasn’t.

I love how a translator suddenly appears after there’s an incident, but not a second before.

What if we walk around the city and forget about the day?

Create some new memories.

[groans] I’m exhausted.

I think I just gotta go back to the hotel.

We could share a cab.

My treat.

Great. Nice. Okay.

[Alfie] Yeah?

See you later, mate.

[Emily and Mindy] Bye.

Thanks for coming.

[Emily chuckles]

[tender pensive music playing]

So, how did the pitch to Intimissimi go?

Not my finest moment, but I have some more ideas.

Do you want to tell them to me?

Actually, I’d rather not talk about work, if that’s okay.

[in Italian] Very well.

[both chuckle]

[lilting pensive music playing]

[message whooshes]

[message chimes]

[Luc] Sister! Please!

Can you wait just a few minutes, please?

The Lord shows no partiality, Luc.

But could you?

Just this once.

Come on!

[in Italian] Is anyone there?

It’s past curfew, my dear.

[in English] Curfew?

I cannot let you in.

God bless.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

[lilting music playing]

[Luc] Bianca! Bianca!

Up here!

Are you staying in a convent?

Yes. It’s a really good rate, and very central.

Okay.

I am so sorry.

The curfew is very inconvenient, and I so badly want to lay eyes on you, but I also want to respect the sisters.

You know what I mean?

You’re such a sweet man.

I don’t want to leave without showing you your surprise.

[music crescendos then fades]

[in Italian] How beautiful!

My goodness!

[in English] Sister, please!

Please!

Jesus loved prostitutes, but a curfew is a curfew.

[lilting music playing]

David, get out here quick!

There’s a hooker trying to get in.

This makes up for no TV.

[sultry pop music playing]

[Marcello] This is Mercati di Traiano.

Built between the years 100 and about 120ish.

It’s the world’s first shopping mall.

Are you serious?

Mm-hm.

Ha!

Oh!

Okay, oh my God, I totally see it.

Versace. Armani.

Muratori.

Oh.

Ah! [chuckles] [chuckles] Dancing fountain over there.

Ooh, food court over there.

It’s beautiful.

Hey.

[laughs softly]

Is there a problem?

I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said about your mom.

[poignant pensive music playing]

My family’s not so different.

They always made me feel like, um, I had to succeed in life to matter.

[both chuckle]

Good grades, good job.

Yeah, and they’re good people.

You know? Don’t get me wrong.

It’s just, existing was never gonna be enough.

Achieving is what life is about.

[chuckles softly]

So I…

I try really hard.

And I push to make everything work.

And I want to be perfect, you know?

And then I come to a place like this, and it is just so beautiful.

It takes my breath away.

And it’s, you know, because of all the imperfections.

The cracks and the crumbling columns, and I…

[sighs] It just…

It makes me think that maybe I don’t have to push or fix or try so hard.

Maybe I can just let things be, and it will all be fine.

Maybe even better than fine.

[music turns tender]

Hm?

[music turns enchanting]

[Emily sighs]

[music fades]

[Emily chuckles softly]

[groans]

I’m going to make us some espresso, hm?

[Emily chuckles softly]

Wait, so now you’re wearing underwear?

[laughs]

[sighs]

[line dialing]

Hi, roomie. I miss you.

I miss you!

I didn’t like leaving you alone last night without a shoulder to cry on.

I feel like a horrible best friend.

No, I didn’t cry much. It’s okay.

Um, how about I FaceTime you when I’m getting ready?

Okay.

Ciao for now.

Ciao.

[lively dance music playing]

Was that Emily?

Shh!

Yes.

[lively dance music continues]

This campaign is about one of the most intimate things you can do with your partner.

Talk.

[speaking in Italian]

Guess what?

We got another client.

No more Intimissimi problems.

Ah! Fantastic!

Oh! Could you ask if they ever have any lightly-worn returns that they want to give away to charity?

[scoffs] What charity is that?

Saint Luc’s House of Fetishes?

No, for the nuns in the convent I’m staying in.

They’re big fans.

[pensive music playing]

Where are you staying?

[knocking on door]

What?

Good news.

[music fades]

Intimissimi wants to work with us.

Is everything okay?

Giancarlo walked off set.

And refused to come back.

And I had to finish directing the entire shoot.

What happened?

[sighs]

[poignant music playing]

It’s a mess, Emily. It’s a mess.

After all the work we’ve done, I might have ruined this entire campaign.

[music fades]

[upbeat music playing]

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