「I'll write tomorrow, Christophe. Or after. There's nothing to tell you. Every day is the same: The same boring routine. I'll write when something happens that'll make you laugh in your cell and make you proud of your brother. Meanwhile, I'll see to everything. Don't worry.」
「Rape me. But don't hurt me.」
「A guy saw your photo and asked me who you were. I told him, "My brother." Why couldn't I tell him? You're not my brother. We won't meet again. You'll stay with your brothers. Your life can't work without them and can't work with me. I'd like to be wrong. I really wish I was wrong. But I know you inside out. I know you and your brothers. I can tell your tale. I can tell your tale.」
