The Passenger Page #3

afternoon in Berlin-Kreuzberg.

The motive is still nondistinctive.

Her 28-year-old boyfriend is strongly suspected

and was arrested and brought to detention

before trial in the afternoon.

The police investigates.

I'm starting to have gently feelings for Lilli,

and also for Phillip I feel a close affection.

I'm happy to be with them,

because they make me forget who I am and what I've

done.

Both are very innocent with their affection.

The stronger my feelings are getting for

them, the closer comes their hour of death.

I will wait and enjoy it as long as I can,

before I will kill them in the most beautiful

and poetical way, one can ever think of.

What I wanna do is, when I catch his arm,

I'll snatch my foot behind his back.

Legs around his head -push together- turn your arm

oven.

And close it the same way you did it before.

And now:
knees together.

The weather is bringing me down, somehow.

I like rain in summer.

Did you fall in love with Lilli?

Hmhm. I think so.

Are you jealous?

Jealous? On who?

Come on, let's go!

Hey, you're hurting me!

Sorry!

Do you love me?

Hmhm.

What do you mean with hmhm?!

I'm tired.

- Why?

- Well, from doing sports, you know.

But I don't want you to be tired!

Wake me up then.

Ouch!

...and action!

Coward - Lilli, it's coward!

Why is she hooking up?

I beg your pardon?!

What are you hiding from?

I don't know. Maybe from you.

From me?

From what you want from me.

What do I want from you?

I don't know. Definitely something.

What about you?

Do you love me?

I like to sleep with you!

That's not love, that's sex!

I like to smell you!

That's no love, either!

I like your croaky voice...

My voice is not croaky!

So what - I don't care!

Nick.

Nick.

God.

What's going on?

We examined in every direction,

but we couldn't find anything.

Not even on the x-ray photographs.

Probably, it was just a burst of a blood vessel.

Something like this can happen, and

often it looks worse than it is.

But the whole pillow was covered in blood!

As I mentioned before, we examined in every direction.

There was nothing to find.

I think you can go home now and try

to keep yourself from worrying.

Your skin is so beautifully soft.

Why do you sound so sad?

I don't know.

There is always one reason, why someones sad...

What reason?

That everything comes to an end...

this is why someone's sad...

I'd like to have Phillip lying here with us.

Then he could cuddle with us.

You don't know, if he would like to.

I think he'd like it.

Am I not enough for you?

Of course you are.

The summer is already over, isn't it?

Hmhm. I think so.

Sh*t!

When are you leaving?

Next week. Or in two weeks, at the latest.

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