Dieu est grand, je suis toute petite

Bertrand:
You okay, my little cracker?

Michèle:
I'm not your cracker now.

Bertrand:
Sure you are.

Michèle:
You're smothering me. Why'd you come?

Bertrand:
You're my cracker.

Michèle:
Yesterday I told you it was over. Today it's still over.

Michèle:
Read it... Read it... This is really good. This one, too. All books on the Holocaust.

François:
The Shoah.

Michèle:
When did the Holocaust go out? I've always heard Holocaust.

François:
They say Shoah.

Michèle:
Everyone says Holocaust.

François:
Michèle, Holocaust means an accepted religious sacrifice. It was a Shoah, a genocide, not an offering to God.

Michèle:
That TV series was called Holocaust. TV is serious stuff.

François:
My sweater suits you.

Michèle:
You can have it back.

François:
You're sweet to wear it.

François:
You doing okay?

Michèle:
Yeah, I'm a Buddhist now.

François:
Then you're doing fine. What's that involve?

Michèle:
Lots of meditation... You've gotta work toward enlightment, nothingness.

François:
That's tough.

Michèle:
Yes, all of this positive energy is exhausting.

Michèle:
What's your religion?

François:
Meaning?

Michèle:
What religion are you?

François:
I'm nothing. Do I have to have one? The cops ask easier questions.

François:
If I come to a Buddhist meeting with you do I have to shave my head and take off my shoes?

Michèle:
You don't have to take off your shoes.

François:
What, then?