Angel-A Page #6

300 years.

Approximately.

I'm still young.

Why are you laughing?

This story is so great!

I never heard a girl

who had so much imagination.

You should write books,

or encyclopedias...

We would make so much money!

You still don't believe me,

is that it?

No.

Hey, Angela...

There nothing worse for an angel,

than being rejected by its mate...

and returning from a mission

without having completed it.

Please, don't be like that...

Understand me... I'm a loser.

I'm in trouble...

...and a b*tch would be sent

from the sky to help me?

Yes.

What's the problem?

The problem is that, here on Earth,

we have a hard time believing

in what we can't see.

I don't know when was your last visit,

but this world has become

very materialistic.

And... and... and...

there are satellites, science, tv...

People don't really

believe in miracles.

The ney proof.

You understand?

Don't you have a small proof?

You men are all the same...

Always needing proof.

Always needing to be reassured.

That's what you keep blaming me for:

my lack of self-confidence.

At least, show me that

that I can trust you.

And maybe it'll help me trusting myself.

Don't tell anyone...

I don't want to be fired

because of you.

I swear.

Shhh!

I... I promise.

Satisfied?

How...

How did you do that trick?

Rha! F***!

You gotta be kidding!

You asked for proof. I provided.

And you don't believe me!

How did you do that trick?

You really are a tool...

Opening your mind

won't take a miracle,

but a jackhammer.

How come?

I... I haven't seen it clearly.

How you did the cigarette trick.

I... I wasn't focused.

I wasn't looking. And...

Angela. I'm asking nicely...

Please, do it again.

Please...

It's the last time I'm asking you.

Okay.

Garcon!

Another coffee.

And a vodka tonic

for this man, please.

Thank you.

Why me?

I don't know...

I'm not from the planning department.

Probably because you're good, inside.

And you haven't realized it yet.

I'm here to show it to you.

I'm your reflection.

Your image.

I am you.

I'm a 6 feet tall b*tch?

Yeah. A little.

On the inside.

But I'm not a woman.

Yes you are. A half...

Actually more feminine than masculine.

That's where you get

your sensibility from.

Your humor, your wit...

...those are feminine traits.

Men are hunters...

But you...

You're not really built for hunting.

From the masculine side...

You've only kept the bad traits.

Lies.

Ambition.

Fear of failure.

Fear of judgement.

Fear of loving.

And you see all this in me?

All of it.

And let me tell you

that you're a real hottie inside.

It's the outside that troubles me...

Okay.

Let's go outside, then...

Am I losing feathers?

Here. In the back.

Am I losing feathers?

What?

Feathers...

Uh?

I have a calcium deficiency.

I need to eat.

You need cheese, for calcium...

Double cheese, double ham,

double salad, please.

Don't stare like that.

You look like you're going to eat me.

Ah... sorry.

That's because...

...l'm not used to have...

...someone next to me.

You'd better get used to it, then.

I know.

But you know...

In my life, a lot of

bad sh*t happened to me.

And nobody ever helped me with it.

Ever.

You're screwed, now.

Why?

Because you don't have an excuse

to stay in trouble anymore.

Thank you.

Do you have any mustard, please?

On the counter.

It's free.

Thanks.

Can I take a napkin?

Yep.

Hey! Mustard is free.

The sandwich is 8 Euros.

I've just put a 10

Euros bill on the table.

There.

No 10 Euros bill.

Wait... Look on the ground.

It must have flown away...

You never put the 10 Euros.

Come on... don't pull that on me.

We need money too.

Keep that trick for the tourists.

I'm from Paris, and I

know too well how you...

Pay! Or else, you not leaving

the park alive! Understand?

Can I finish the neg'?

Here yo go.

It's much better like that.

So, how much was it?

It's on me...

Thank you.

Is... is that clear?

Hell!

Your masculine side is

quite in-your-face.

Why did you act like that, Andre?

What did I do wrong?

What is this?

Where did you get it?

Why didn't you give him his 10 Euros?

Why did you care?

Can't we talk about

that a bit further?

Come...

Those 10 Euros weren't even yours.

I gave them.

Exactly:
that's all we have left.

Let's go!

You spend your time finding

ways not to communicate, Andre.

You're all over the place. Up to no good.

Sorry for interrupting...

You! Shut up! Okay?

And you... you remind me of those people

who take a second serving of

bread to finish their cheese.

And then they take more cheese,

to finish the bread.

And if with the French,

it's even more complicated.

They take more wine, to finish both.

Afterwards, they're

suprised to still be

around lunch at three in the afternoon.

What kind of lame example was that?

I don't like cheese.

And I don't see your point anyway.

I'm in trouble.

And I'm trying to get

out of it like I can.

But there no way for

you to understand that.

You can jump from a

bridge, f*** whoever,

smoke like a drunkard...

Nothing is a problem to you.

Belittling my credit won't

make yours any greater.

You really are an annoyance, Angela.

Why do you always have

to intellectualize everything?

She keeps doing that.

It's irritating.

I'm just trying to

show you the mechanism

that causes you to always screw up.

She's got a point:

you're screwed.

Listen, buddy.

You're going to let

me handle this, okay?

I'll be right back.

Damn, Angela...

Why are you doing this to me?

You said you're here to help me.

Why are you depressing me?

Ah? You were feeling better before?

Yeah! Yeah... Nothing exceptionnal,

but I sure was far less confused.

Why did you want to jump

from a bridge, then?

Because...

See?

She's definitely messing with me.

What was the initial agreement?

Don't you remember our agreement?

You were supposed to

shut up and follow me.

Remember?

Yes.

You're right

Well, here you go.

Shut up, then.

Don't say anything, okay?

Okay.

No!

Don't even say 'okay'.

You shut 100% up.

Okay?

Do you understand '100% '?

Are you done?

Can we start doing

serious business, now?

Angela.

Can you play 'Simon says'?

I love it!

Simon says:

Beat the sh*t out of

these three a**holes.

Okay!

I'm glad I'm rid of them.

So?

What are we doing now?

Shhhh!

We don't say anything.

Now, we're going to go...

...going to go that way.

Angela...

I'd like to know more

about you, actually.

Your past.

Back when you were on Earth.

Yeah?

Yes.

Really. I want to know you better.

How were you, as a kid?

We were living in Paris.

In the 13rd district.

I'm the eldest of eight children.

I'm the one who took care of them.

My mother ran away when I was 15.

And my father was drunk all day.

I would take the

little ones to school.

Then I would work as a prostitute,

so as to pay for their food.

I died of an ovarian

tumor when I was 23.

Damn... poor thing.

It's horrible.

What kind of life was that?

Whoa...

And I thought I was in trouble...

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