Breaking And Entering Page #8
- Is it hurting?
- It did.
We had painkillers.
Bea had two, daddy had four.
You did not.
So, listen, Mommy's going to stay, okay?
And I brought everything.
I brought Stuffy.
This hospital's very peculiar.
They don't understand color, do they?
Tried to put us in a yellow room.
I need to speak to Mommy.
Mommy's here.
I need to speak to Mommy by myself.
Will?
Okay.
You have four new messages.
Hello, Will, it's Amira.
I need to see you.
Uh, call me. Thank you.
Hello, Will, it's Amira. Uh...
I'm sorry.
First of all, I want to give you this,
which are the pictures.
I wish, I wish they hadn't caught him.
I wish I hadn't hurt you.
Truly.
Then help me. Help him.
I can't.
This meeting with Miro and
police, if you came, it would...
I really can't.
He'll go to prison.
He's agreed, Miro.
If you help him, he'll come
back with me to Sarajevo.
He won't say anything in court
except he's sorry,
I promise you.
You're a good person; I know you.
- Don't do that. Don't do that.
- Please.
- Don't do that.
- Please.
Amira, I can't,
I can't do what you want.
How can I?
If I meet your son, it will come
out that I know you,
how I know you.
Please, help me.
I can't help you.
I can't help you.
I can't.
I'm sorry.
Please! Please!
Listen, I really tried
to get him out of trouble.
They've got too much evidence.
Come on. I can't.
Please, please, please,
I'm begging you.
I can't.
- I beg you. I beg you.
- Amira, please.
I beg you!
I beg you!
Please, please help.
I can't. I can't.
I was determined not to blame you.
And I know it wasn't your fault,
I know it wasn't this afternoon.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
No, it's me who should be saying sorry.
I've been looking for love...
out there.
I thought I might have found it.
And did you?
I think I might have lost the love I did have.
The love of my life.
Did I?
Liv, I need to tell you everything.
I need to tell you what I've done.
I thought you were going.
I can't go.
I slept with her.
It was hard enough to tell you that last night.
That was bad enough
without saying it in public,
without hurting you twice.
When you hurt this much,
you can't be hurt twice.
I was looking at you...
and I was thinking how long
since I'd looked at you.
I don't even know how to be honest.
Maybe that's why I like metaphors.
Because what I want to say
is there's a circle...
yours and Bea's...
and I'm not in it.
But that's just to justify it,
because there's a part of me
so dark,
that sees that circle as a cage.
Thanks.
Will.
You made it.
Come in and sit down.
I'm sorry, there, um...
th-this is, there's been a big mistake.
- Mistake?
- Yeah, um...
Yeah. This boy is definitely not the burglar.
I know him, and I know
his... I know his mother.
What do you mean you know them?
They came to our office.
They came to the office.
Well, how can that be?
You were told their names,
yet you never said you recognized them.
I don't remember you saying the name 'Simic.'
You definitely didn't say 'Simic.'
Miro and I know each other.
Actually, very well.
Um, Miro is,
um, interested in architecture.
Mrs. Simic?
He is, yes.
No, I'm asking is it true that you and Mr...
Um, Francis.
Francis... know each other?
Mr. Francis is, um,
I've done some work for him,
adjusting his suit.
I think this Mrs...
Amira is being... discreet.
What do you mean, discreet?
the nature of our relationship,
which was not an appropriate one,
save me from embarrassment,
from the embarrassment of myself and my family.
And that's why she, um,
that's why she's not saying
sh-she came to the office with Miro.
I remember it, though; it was
the day of the last burglary.
And Miro cut his hand,
and that's obviously where the, uh,
well, that's where the DNA confusion occurred.
Mr. Hoffman?
Mr. Hoffman, do you know anything about this?
No. No, I can't say I do.
Is this some sort of...
I mean, are we supposed to believe this?
Actually, I've met both of them at the office.
Yes.
And I dressed the boy's cut, didn't I?
Yeah.
Wai... hang on a minute.
We recalled a computer,
which you claimed
had been stolen.
Yeah, I lent
I lent Mrs. Simic my laptop
sometime when we were, um, together.
She takes photographs,
and I was showing her how to store them,
um, what to do with them,
how to delete them.
I'd completely forgotten; I was, um...
I was confused.
I'm sorry.
Really sorry.
What you did back there,
you gave that boy back his life.
Stop the car.
What?
Liv, what are you doing?
You just don't get it,
do you?
- What?
- Oh, God.
We just go home, right?
We just go home, nothing
happened, nothing happened.
Liv?
- Go, go to Bosnia, go!
- I can't hear you.
Get back in the car, Liv.
Just go, go.
Why were you looking for love?
Ask yourself. Why?
Why weren't you looking for me?
Liv, get back in the car.
No. I don't want you in the house!
I don't want you in the house!
God!
God, you drive me out.
You marry me then!
No, I don't want a husband!
I want a good night's sleep.
No. Marry me.
- No.
- Marry me.
- I'm sorry.
- No!
I want you back.
- Then win me back.
- How?
I don't know.
How? What will I do?
What do I do?
- I don't know!
- I've been such an idiot.
Just tell me what I have to do.
I don't know!
Look, I love you.
I love you.
Oh, God, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Mirsad.
We never met, did we; I'm Will.
Hi.
So you're off to Sarajevo?
You wanted to say something,
right?
I just wanted to say that I'm sorry.
- And...
- Wait.
Sandy, have you got a minute?
I just wanted to say that I was sorry
and thanks for what you did.
You've given me another chance.
Thank you.
This, I think, is the stuff
my mom mended for you.
Tell her...
tell her thanks for mending stuff for me.
mother would come with you.
Yeah, she was going to,
but she's packing.
Is she?
Thank you.
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