Isabelle of Paris (巴里のイザベル)

Masterpiece Romantic Theatre

kyou wa totemo ureshii kibun

shiroi hato ga akai hana kureta

nandaka akogare no ano hito to

aesou na yokan ga suru wa

RU · · · doushiyou aeru kashira

RU · · · doushiyou hazukashii na

moshi sou nara totemo ureshii wa

aa kamisama hayaku oshiete

moshi sou nara totemo ureshii wa

aa kamisama hayaku oshiete

Today I feel so happy

A white dove gave me a red flower

Somehow I have a feeling that

I will be able to meet that person again

La la la, will we meet again?

La la la, it's a bit embarrassing

I'd be so happy if it came true

Oh, God, just let me know

I'd be so happy if it came true

Oh, God, just let me know

France, about hundred years ago.

At that time, France waged a war with the neighboring Kingdom of Prussia.

The French army was led by Napoleon III.

It was a battle that couldn't be lost.

Isabelle

Father · Léon

Mother · Marie

Count Red

Sister · Geneviève

Piano Teacher · Jules

Army Captain · Victor

Young friend · Jean

Screenplay

Shudou Takeshi

Narrator

Inagaki Mihoko

Music

Isao Matsushita

Character Design

Fukuda Kiyomu

Kitajima Nobuyuki

Chief Director

Hayakawa Keiji

Director

Hakata Tan

- Episode 01 - Age Fifteen: The Day I Became a Lady

- Episode 01 - Age Fifteen: The Day I Became a Lady

If we lose today's battle, our enemies will head straight for Paris.

Today's battle is not only about the fate of France,

it is a battle that will determine the fate of Emperor Napoleon III.

I expect all of you to take this with the upmost severity.

I am counting on you, gentlemen.

Yes, sir.

Andréa.

Be honest with me.

What are our chances of win?

I don't know. But what I know is that losing is not an option.

Back in Paris, I have my parents and two sisters.

I cannot put my family at risk.

Darling?

Settle down a bit.

Right.

You don't have to worry about Isabelle.

She's already getting dressed for the ball.

Even she will not remain a tomboy forever.

Ms. Jeanne!

Ms. Jeanne?

Did you find Ms. Isabelle?

Yes, she's playing at the fountain in the garden.

She doesn't think of us at all.

Make her stop whatever she's doing, and let's prepare her for the ball.

I understand.

Today she is supposed to make her social debut. What a troublesome little lady…

I don't wanna.

This thing is way too tight.

Ms. Isabelle has become very beautiful.

Take a look in the mirror.

You're no longer that mischievous little tomboy.

This is… me?

That's right. You're an elegant lady now.

An elegant… lady.

An elegant lady!

Tell me, Jeanne, who is the fairer maiden, me, or my sister?

Compared to Ms. Geneviève?

Oh, that look says it all.

Fine, fine.

My sister is in another league, I get it.

What ever was I thinking?

No, that's not true at all.

Ms. Geneviève has her elegance.

However, you, Ms. Isabelle have your young age.

It's a good weapon.

Is that so?

I could get used to such flattery.

It's not flattery.

Right, girls?

Yes, ma'am.

All right, let me show myself to my sister.

I wonder what she'll say?

Oh, dear. She's still such a child.

Sister!

Sister, take a look!

Oh? Uh…

Look what I've done.

Isabelle.

When you wear a dress for a party, you need to make more careful movements.

Here I was, finally trying to show you something nice.

I'm such a klutz.

That is not true.

Isabelle, you're very beautiful.

Do you really think so? Thank you, Sister.

By the way, Maestro, are you going to the ball with us today?

Yes, I will play the piano this evening.

I'm looking forward to it.

Isabelle, why don't you show your wonderful dress to Mother and Father now?

I need to continue with my piano lesson.

Mother and Father have been eagerly waiting for you all this morning.

You're right. I'm sorry I disturbed you.

Here we go.

Oops, that won't do. I'm a proper lady now.

Excuse me.

That brings memories. She makes me remember my own past.

The day I made my social debut.

Social debuts and balls?

France is now in the middle of a war.

I don't understand what the rich are thinking.

But…

But, Jules…

The feeling of love remains constant.

Let's not go in that direction, Geneviève.

I'm nothing but a poor piano teacher.

The worlds we live in are too different.

Jules…

Besides, you have an ideal fiancé, Victor.

That was my Father's decision. You are the one I'm in love with.

Geneviève!

Some mountains cannot be climbed.

I will not accept that.

A social debut.

She was about to meet the high society for the first time.

Isabelle couldn't suppress her heart beat, full of expectations and anxiety.

We will be there any moment.

There is no need to feel stiff, Isabelle.

We're here.

This evening is your first step into high society, Isabelle.

Thank you, Father.

Mother, I'm anxious.

My dear Isabelle. I was just like you.

Where has your usual bravery gone?

Right.

Please take my hand, Ms. Geneviève.

Thank you, Gaston.

Let's go.

Ms. Geneviève…

Ms. Geneviève.