Criminal Lovers Page #2

quickly licks

the lower lip

with a force that's

exciting.

"You think about it?"

"You decided?"

"Don't you think...

I'm handsome?"

I'll f*** you, a**hole.

Today I want

to explore the work

of one of the greatest French poets:

Arthur Rimbaud.

One significant fact...

that may inspire

your interest in the poet

is that Rimbaud wrote

his entire work...

What?

What are up to?

I'm listening and taking notes.

- Would you read the text?

- OK.

- What page?

- 146.

"I swallowed a mouthful of poison.

My entrails burn.

The venom twists my limbs,

deforms me, floors me.

I'm dying of thirst.

I can't cry out.

This is hell,

eternal punishment.

See the flame rise.

I'm burning as I should. Go, Demon!

I believe I'm in hell, so I am.

The catechism is at work.

I am slave to my baptism.

Parents,

You made my misfortune

and you made your own.

Poor innocent.

Hell cannot attack pagans.

I'm still alive!

Later, damnation's delights

will be more profound.

Quick, a crime!

That I may fall into the void,

by human law."

What do you want?

- How's it going?

- It's going.

What's wrong? In a hurry?

Can't you tell?

You don't come see me box anymore.

I'm busy.

You decided?

Decided what?

To sleep together.

F*** off, a**hole!

Don't you think I'm handsome?

You make me sick!

Go screw one of your bimbos.

I'll f*** you deep, you'll see.

Yeah, right. I'll f*** you, a**hole!

Been here long?

You turn me on...

Stop joking around.

I'm not joking.

I came to ask you something.

What?

Do you love me, Luc?

Yeah, of course. Why?

I need your help.

Help with what?

- Can I trust you?

- Obviously!

So here goes.

I need to kill someone.

What are you talking about?

I've got to kill someone

and you've got to help.

Who?

Someone. I'll tell you.

You're crazy, Alice!

Kill someone?

We'll need to talk about it later,

I've got class.

It's important. I'm not joking.

I'll explain. OK?

I don't know...

Tomorrow, my house.

Please, mister...

Please, mister...

Can't you see I'm reading?

We didn't do anything.

Dirty little liar.

You and your girlfriend will pay.

Alice, get a grip!

This isn't the time to lose it!

We've got to do something.

Why? We're f***ed now.

Come on, that's too easy.

You got us into this,

you've got to get us out.

Forget it.

He has my diary, he'll turn us in.

We're going to prison, Luc.

Get out of there!

No, first the boy!

What about me!

Open up!

- Shut up!

- Let me out!

Help me!

So, my little rabbit,

you think you're smart.

Don't be afraid.

Be a big boy and maybe

I'll let you and your girlfriend go.

Leave him alone,

he didn't do anything.

I'm the one.

Can I have something to drink?

Go ahead.

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