American Translation Page #4

Or even a dealer on Wall Street.

I want you to know,

it's serious between me and Chris.

You want my opinion?

No.

I don't like your tone.

I'm nice with you,

and you look down on me.

What's your problem?

I don't care if you don't like me.

Aurore is the love of my life.

Too bad if it pisses you off.

People like you, I like pissing off.

So we're going to the US,

your house or somewhere else.

Come on, calm down.

Do have to play this game again?

It is fine,

and you ruin everything in 5 minutes!

You better leave.

- Go to the hotel or ...

- You go both!

He has no home.

He's not daddy's son as you are.

Talk to me!

You're right.

I better go.

- I need some fresh air.

- Me too.

Why are you coming to

the United States?

- What are you asking?

- Make an effort.

These are the questions

the Immigration Officer will ask.

So I'm asking:
Why are you

coming to the United States?

Because it's my dream.

All my heroes are American.

They don't give a f*** about that.

You say you're on vacation,

visiting friends.

I'm on vacation ...

I'm on vacation.

visiting some friends.

Go on.

Why are you coming to

the United States?

- Is Christopher Sarge here?

- Yes, that's me.

Inspector Malherbe.

- What's going on?

- We have a warrant for your arrest.

What does that mean?

You have to come with us

for questioning.

What's the charge?

You're a suspect in the murder

of Nicolas Barnier.

A prostitute found dead in the woods

near Rambouillet.

- Nonsense.

- The police stopped you in the area.

Your van was identified.

We traced it here.

You're the girl who was with him?

Yes.

You'll have to come with us too.

I love you Chris.

Don't be scared.

I'm scared.

Hold me.

Please, let her kiss me.

It's ended?

Think of our love, my love.

This is your apartment?

Yes, it's my father's.

Cover my ears with your hands, please.

Cover my ears.

This story was based on studies of

serial killers and their testimonies.

In one of the stories stands:

Serial killers share an extraordinary

paradox:
They suffer enormously

and express that pain

in their violent acts.

To kill satisfies their deep

need to exist."

Another killer said:

"When I kill, I get rid of my humanity

like a heavy burden.

I'm in a wonderful world of

indifference, there where no distress,

no solitude can menace me any longer."

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