Breaking And Entering Page #3

gonna get a decent lawyer.

Hmm.

Now these guys who broke in here,

they go straight to jail.

'Do not pass Go.'

One law for us, one for them.

Except we haven't broken the law.

Everyone's broken the law.

Our vision for King's Cross,

for the public spaces

of King's Cross,

starts with the premise

that we acknowledge an urban

landscape is a built landscape.

It starts as an argument with society's

phony love affair with nature.

We are against the mistaking

of grass for nature,

of green for nature.

King's Cross is an area of North London

associated with poverty,

crime, vice and urban decay.

Our job is to transform the landscape,

not decorate it with green...

because how we feel about

ourselves, how we behave,

is directly affected by the space around us.

How we design the outdoors of our city

is as important as how we design the indoors.

We're gonna take the canal,

and use it like calligraphy,

like ink, to write around the development.

We think it's the cleaners.

What about the cleaners?

Breaking in.

They don't even clean properly.

It's true.

They don't.

They never empty the dishwasher...

or load it,

for that matter.

They bring their kids,

their boyfriends.

- Come on.

- They do.

And to be honest, Will,

it's getting a little traumatic.

I'm staying late at the office and worrying

that the place is gonna be

ransacked while I'm in it.

Look, they're cleaners and they're not clean.

Okay.

Good, thanks.

Thanks for the tea,

thanks for the theory.

I'm sorry, but what does that mean?

It means your boyfriend's

been to the office, Ruby,

and yours, Wei Ping,

and yours, actually, Joe,

so where do the rules say

we can have boyfriends,

but the cleaners can't?

Or kids.

And... explain this to me, please.

How the cleaners are getting up onto the roof

then swinging through the

roof line, and why they are,

when they've already got the keys and codes?

All right.

Hi.

I've just been trying to defend our cleaners.

Uh-huh.

Well, I've just spoken to the alarm company.

Whoever broke in used the cleaners' code.

What do we actually do if we see a burglar?

Call the police?

Kill them?

There's a weird ecology,

of course, to these break-ins.

The new computers,

they're upgrades,

you know, they're new models.

You could argue that...

a break-in every,

oh, say, six months,

it's good business, isn't it?

Just not every six days.

I wish they would steal this car, for instance.

I've got the criminal mind.

Lots of wanting to be bad.

See an ass, want to bite it.

I just never do.

Good.

Good.

What you've done,

there is you strayed

from the moral to the criminal,

and you crossed the moral-criminal divide.

Wanting to bite an ass is a moral issue,

and then only if the ass belongs to someone

who objects to the idea.

Criminal would be biting

the ass without permission.

You're such a lawyer.

Yeah.

Anyway, then what?

Then what, what?

You bite the ass, then what?

Well, then... they bite yours.

Is the theory.

It's so long since I've bitten or been bit...

It's good to talk about that.

Mm.

The problem is, you find out

we're all so miserable.

Hello, hello.

He doesn't look happy.

Do you recognize him?

Uh... no.

I don't know.

God, I wish I could lip-read.

Hang on.

I think I can.

'I don't like you anymore.

'I like Sandy.

'He's everything I want in a man.

'And stop burgling his bloody office.'

God.

Hello.

Got a light?

We don't smoke. Sorry.

But there is the car lighter.

All right.

So is it?

'Course it is.

I don't believe it.

Okay.

I've got nothing on under my coat.

Well, this,

this might warm you up.

Christ.

Oh, God.

Okay?

Have a good night.

Christ.

Can I get inside?

It's cold.

Sorry. Come on, this is a car.

It's not a community cent... Jesus Christ.

Hey. Come on.

- Um...

- So what are

- you guys looking for?

- Huh?

Oh, f***. F***.

Are you spying on us?

- No.

- Not at all.

- Who's this?

- It's insulting.

- No, we're...

- Seriously, we've been...

Did you not trust us.

This your girlfriend?

No, she's not my girlfriend.

Trust... if you have to say it,

it means there is none.

Use a condom.

That's my answer to trust.

Sure, I trust you...

use a condom.

One minute you're nice to me,

the next you're spying on me.

No, Erika. Erika, listen.

Erika.

Uh-oh.

Please, please,

can you just listen? Please.

What's your name?

Except talk.

What if I want to talk?

Call the Samaritans.

Oh, please.

You know, I don't have time for this.

Humans.

Chat, chat, chat, chat, chat.

We talk.

Why?

I don't know.

Animals don't talk,

because they don't lie.

Erika!

A ridiculous idea.

That was good?

You really helped.

We should, uh...

We need,

we, we need to lock up.

You work here?

Yeah.

Yes.

Bad place for an office.

What's your project about?

I don't really know.

A place I'd like to live in...

or run through.

I would love to jump, you know...

Chik, chik, chik...

jump from...

building to building.

Chika-chik, chik.

This is amazing.

But what?

No buts. Is that amazing?

Yeah.

But dangerous.

Oh.

No buts.

You see the city?

What is it like?

Better.

Did my dad just not want to come with us?

Uh... He, um...

He loved you,

but, uh, he was engineer.

He was needed.

Every bridge was blown up. So...

Anyway,

it's more complicated.

No story from Sarajevo is simple.

No! No!

I don't want to.

No! No!

There's no bread.

No bread, no butter,

no flour, no dairy.

Nor last night.

You didn't notice.

I did.

Hmm.

We're trying a diet.

How's the chicken?

Chicken's good.

Good.

Ice cream is dairy.

Ice cream is dairy,

That's right.

Sweetie, try the chicken.

Try the chicken first.

This is a diet just for you.

Bea, put those things back, now.

Have some chicken.

Rosemary suggested we try this.

- Where is it?

- Remember her?

- Where is it?

- Therapist Rosemary.

What have you done with the ice cream?

There's amazing stuff

about the affect of food on mood,

on the brain.

Rosemary.

I chose it!

She said that?

Wow.

It's not fair!

Every time I say something in this house,

it gets repeated back as a question.

You know I like ice cream!

If I say 'good morning,' people ask me

what makes me think it's a good morning.

- What?

- No ice cream!

I'm trying to hold this family together, Will.

There's no ice cream, Mama.

Who are 'people'?

Who are these mysterious people?

I feel a fool with my sun box, I do,

but it's the only sun

you can rely on in this house.

- I want the ice cream!

- No, Liv... Hey, Liv, come on.

- What are you talking about?

- Why have you taken it away? !

I wanted a slice of bread.

You know what? Really?

Can we, can we just try this?

Can we try this as a family, please?

Just as a family for a week?

Don't say try together

if we don't decide together.

Well, don't take a side together,

if we don't cook together

or talk together or do anything together.

- It's not fair!

- We don't do anything together.

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