American Translation Page #3

As I am?

I'm going to help you.

You'll see.

Here we are.

Are you asleep?

No.

I'm starving. Want some Chinese?

Yeah.

- Can I order for you, baby?

- Yeah.

Come in.

Where were you born?

Here, in France.

But my dad's from Cambodia.

- Boat people?

- Yeah.

He met my mum in a refugee center.

She was an aid worker there.

Looked after the clothes.

- So you're mixed race.

- Yeah.

Mom's not French,

she's Portuguese.

You don't look like you got

any Portuguese.

It's good to be a mix,

that's the future.

Mixed races are the angels

of a world free of purity.

Stop fooling around, Chris,

the food's getting cold.

not bad huh?

What are you doing?

Nothing, I can't sleep.

Yeah, I know him,

the guy from Philadelphia.

He was an expert in his line.

What bullshit.

The shrinks have no idea.

I'm just getting information.

It could help.

Help with what?

What counts is that you understand me.

I don't give a f*** about the others.

Right.

Go on then.

Ask me some questions.

Ok, I'm willing to take the test.

- Did you ever start a fire?

- No.

- Did you torture animals as a kid?

- No.

I did it once, with girlfriends.

We put a cigarette in the mouth of

a big toad, and it exploded.

That's not torture. Torture is when

you take your nasty neighbor's cat,

you suffocate it in a bag,

wait til he's nearly passed out,

take a pair of scissors, poke

- his eye out, then...

- Did you piss in bed as a kid?

Hell no! My dad wouldn't

have put up with it.

The belting I would have got.

Did your dad beat you?

Did he hit you often?

What do they know?

All that psychology sh*t...

Just because you're beaten,

that explains everything?

My dad always told me,

I'm a child of God.

Understand?

I'm a child of God,

whatever I do.

You're right, Chris.

We're all children of God.

If you really want to understand me...

there's only one way.

Sh*t, it's not him.

- Vlad's not here?

- No, he left.

- Where to?

- Went to the US.

I took over his spot.

I'm with my wife, is that ok?

It's ok, I just won't tell

my girlfriend.

Guys, it's not a problem,

but chicks, yeah...

No point trying to understand.

- What's your girl's name?

- Marie.

- And you?

- Nicolas.

Aurore, Nicolas. Nick.

Let's go to the country,

we like f***ing in nature.

Can I answer? It's my girlfriend,

I just sent her a text message.

Yeah, answer.

Yeah, you ok?

Yeah, 5 minutes max.

Yeah, the work is good this afternoon.

I can't talk now.

OK, talk to you later.

Kiss you.

To die while still innocent.

That's what I give them.

I free them.

With this act,

I extinguish our revolts.

Chris, the knife!

What a bastard, little sh*t!

Do you understand me better now?

We share our life

for better and for worse.

Repeat it for me in American.

Repeat after me!

We share our lives

for better or for worse.

This makes us stronger,

you'll see.

Good afternoon, Officer.

Your papers, please.

You're not answering?

Put it on voicemail. We're busy.

Take it easy, baby.

Could you show me what

you have in the back?

We're taking a trip,

we're newly-weds.

We're into that.

- Just anywhere?

- Places where there's nobody.

It's our honeymoon trip.

OK, Thomas, all in order.

Wow, Tom, you're pretty built!

Yeah, I'm in the regional gym team.

- Married?

- No.

Gym takes all my time,

with competitions...

Give me that phone.

With that we can be traced.

If you don't change,

I can't continue.

You're an addict.

Get addicted to our love.

What can I do for you?

Nothing. I've got my period.

It's always like this the first day.

Tomorrow, it'll be better.

You're going to stay there

as if you had your period too?

Don't be mad, baby.

You'll get over it.

Hey, what about a tip?

If you blow me,

I'll give you a big one.

You're lucky I need the job,

otherwise I'd smash your face.

Go on, if you've got any balls.

You must be crazy

to live with this guy.

Go on, get out.

I tired myself out.

Couldn't sleep.

You feel better?

No, not really.

Hello.

No, she's here,

it's not a wrong number.

My name is Chris.

I'll put her on.

It's your father.

This is my boyfriend,

I'll tell you later.

Yes, that's fine.

It's going great.

Why?

No, not at all.

It is there, but it's fine.

Yes, he lives there.

This is a problem?

Yes, I think it's serious.

You'll be okay when you meet him.

Hi, Dad.

Kiss mom for me.

What's wrong?

My dad's showing up next week,

problems with his business.

- You think he'll like me?

- I don't care.

We'll see when he's here.

F***ing economic crisis...

Need to take your mind

off things, huh.

There's something I'd like to try.

What?

Laundromats make for good hunting.

You just have to be patient.

What's the big deal.

I'm naked at home.

- And you've already acted?

- No, not yet.

I did some castings, but...

It's fantasy island those jobs.

Actor, singer...

I'm giving myself 5 years to make it.

- How old are you?

- 2.

You look older.

And what do you do?

No kidding. I manage to do nothing.

- And I do nothing.

- Yeah, ok.

Yeah but my parents,

they have quite a lot of money.

I came to Paris to find myself.

Then I met Chris.

Right, here we are.

Living from day to day.

Today, that's the winning strategy.

Whether you're in the sh*t or not.

Me, I'm always ahead of the game.

I've always lived like that.

Yeah right...

Well, time to go to work.

What time do you start?

I'm going to take a shower.

- Did you like it?

- Yeah, great.

You?

If it's good for you,

it's good for me.

He's well hung, huh!

He said he was finished at 2?

What's his problem?

- Why don't we go.

- We're staying.

We'll see him some other time.

I want to see him today.

Maybe he finished earlier.

We don't even know where he lives.

I don't like to be f***ed with.

- Together forever, then?

- Yeah, that's right, get in.

- Where do you live?

- Not far, just past Bastille.

Beat it, I don't want

to see you again.

What do you mean?

I said get lost.

Are you sick, man?

- What's the matter?

- Drop it.

Move it.

What's wrong with you?

I've thought about it.

I want you all for me, baby.

I would have killed him.

I could feel it growing inside me.

I'm so proud I didn't.

There's someone in the bathroom.

Sh*t, it's my father.

WMake some coffee.

Hi, Dad!

Where 's my bathrobe?

Where have you put the bathrobe?

At least we just cleaned it.

I hung it by the door!

I'd to come back right away.

I'm very busy.

Things take more than they did before.

And... Remember Pierre?

He sucked us in some terrible sh*t.

I can't find a replacement.

I'd like you to meet Chris.

- We spoke on the phone.

How long do you

intend keep this guy?

If he's all you found in Paris,

you'd better go home.

Are you crazy

to talk like that?

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

I wanted to go with Chris

to Los Angeles.

Spend some time with him there.

It might seem crazy,

but America's my dream.

I've always imagined myself there.

As a cow-boy, wild and free,

or as a hippy in California.

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