When do you stop looking at each other?
Shouldn't there be a warning?
Shouldn't somebody say to us,
"Hey, watch out, pay attention"?
Because you can be thinking,
"I'm okay, we're okay, we're good."
Then you turn around and... a distance between you.
Zorany! Miro!
I've got a little job for you.
The Speed Merchants?
I'm sorry, I apologize. Traffic.
Yeah, bad traffic for three days?
Hi, Bea.
Hi, Dad.
Very exciting.
Okay, Bea.
- No, I want... - Stop with the balloon.
No, stop, stop.
Who's that?
- That's one of the cleaners. - Yeah.
It's the cleaner, yeah.
Yeah, you know her... Erika.
She's staggering.
Staggering. Why do you have a picture
of one of the cleaners on your computer?
I was just experimenting with my camera.
I was just, um, you know,
"Can I just...? Oh, that's good."
Come on.
It's all right for you, mate,
you've got a gorgeous, Swedish wife.
Girlfriend.
Half Swedish.
You cannot say girlfriend after ten years.
You all right?
I mean, isn't that true?
You've been there,
are you gassed in Sweden if you're ugly?
Or maybe just given a penis,
because some of the men can be very ugly,
but I've never seen an ugly Swedish woman.
Jesus, look at Liv.
Oh, I love this space.
We do. We think it's a steal. Thanks for coming.
That's us. Let's go!
Are we crazy?
No.
About what?
King's Cross.
Sandy still thinks we're crazy to move there.
It's so... the area.
It's a great office, isn't it?
And it was a...
It's a great project, it was a great night.
I don't know.
It's all great.
Thank you for making an effort tonight.
The launch, I know it's not your...
but it really helped.
It's okay. It's fine.
Was it an effort?
What? That's her.
That's Bea.
No, that's a fox.
No, it's her, she was exhausted.
They're taking over London. I hate that noise.
It's so late.
How can she just not sleep?
I don't think going to her always...
I don't know if that helps.
I know you don't.
Let's go back and see someone.
I've seen too many someones.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Listen, what you're doing, the whole project, for London,
the office, everything... it's wonderful.
I think it can genuinely be something...
Rubbish.
- Terrible. - ... genuinely rubbish-like.
Crap.
I'll come back.
Down, hold...
one, two, three.
Turn, one, two, three.
Bea, darling, it's 3:30 in the morning.
We have to stop this.
One, two...
Hello?
Yeah, well, no, I mean, I'm his partner, so...
Yes, I am.
What?!
Hi.
Officer, this place is my business.
Go on, go ahead.
- My partner's in there already. - Okay.
I had everything on that laptop, my life is on that laptop.
I'm very sorry, sir.
Will! Will!
All the computers, my laptop, the petty cash...
Well, how did they get in?
Through the roof.
- What about the alarm? - They turned it off.
Well, how do they know the code?
I wasn't here. I don't know.
- Jesus Christ. - Do you have cleaners?
It's not the cleaners.
This is covered in glass.
It's not the cleaners.
I know it's... I know the cleaners.
How can we have a break-in on our first day?
Unless the cleaners have turned into a bunch of acrobats.
Who is it?
It's Zoran and Miro.
- Hey. - Hey.
How's my best nephew, hmm?
- Dragan. - Huh?
See my hands? See his?
Uh-huh.
His dad had the big brains.
I had the big hands.
Your dad had hands like a girl's.
And the girls loved him.
It's the same with you two.
My son is the clumsy one.
This is for you.
Wipe everything.
You know how to do that?
Erase everything?
They'll be delivering new computers,
and then you can go back in, my little monkey.
Hi, Mom.
How was school?
It was okay.
Lots of homework?
No, not really.
Not really?
Mirsad,
you've not been at school for weeks.
They sent another letter.
It's a mistake... half the time
they don't know who's there and who's not there.
Now we have to go back to see people
at the Social Services.
We survived.
Do you understand?
We survived,
and that's not free.
I didn't ask to survive.
Imagine your father.
If we could offer him just one day,
one hour... imagine...
You have a life and you are throwing it away.
I don't even remember him.
I don't remember him.
Where do you go?
Where do you go every day?
I'm working, I'm earning money.
You have to go to school.
That's what we promised,
with police and the court.
Otherwise, they'll put you in prison.
I'll be 16 in three months.
Mirsad...
You're a clever boy.
You're clever, you've got a brain.
I have to go. I'm late.
If somebody, if one of his family,
if any of our people are leading you, I'm telling you,
if anyone of them is, I'll kill them!
And I wouldn't care!
We've never really had a proper diagnosis,
but I've always known Bea was special.
Yeah!
She's double happy, double sad, double excited, double awake,
double needy... well, no, triple needy, actually.
I know even...
even when Bea was ten months old,
she, she was... already distressed by noise.
Sh-She would only sleep with a particular blanket next to her
or-or eat with a particular spoon.
Lately it's been getting worse and she can't sleep at all.
She can't manage at school, where, uh...
all of us, just completely at our wits' end.
I can't, I'm sorry, I'm late.
...eat foods of a certain color.
Sorry.
I'm Rosemary McCloud.
Hi, Rosemary. I'm Will.
Where's Bea?
Oh, no, Bea...
No, the structure is that before I begin
any sort of diagnosis,
I'd like to meet the parents first, alone.
Right, great.
So I'm just, uh, finishing with Liv.
Um...
Well, I'd like to, uh, listen to these documentaries.
I must have heard them in the past.
Uh, no, they're mostly World Service.
Liv explained that she's going to semi-retire until Bea gets...
That's not true.
- Effectively. - Will...
It's, it's either Bea's gymnastics,
Bea's art therapy,
Bea's music therapy,
it's a sacrifice is all I'm saying.
Liv won prizes for the work she did, did she tell you that?
It's a big sacrifice is all I'm saying, hmm.
I was just explaining to Rosemary...
She's up all night.
...that, um, in these past few months, that Bea's gotten worse.
- Hmm. - Yeah.
And, uh, she's not sleeping, and... it's intense.
Yes.
Hav-Have either of you... therapy...
have either of you considered
ever-ever thought about doing that or...?
I did see someone.
When?
For a while, 'cause I can get low sometimes.
- I just go into low... - Wow.
Um, my father died and my mother died
- and my sister died and... - Hmm.
It's family with a short life expectancy.
And a grandmother of 93.
But some days the cup is empty and some days its 93% full.
Were you, um, were you brought up in Sweden or...?
Oh, my father was American, and I went to university there.
- Uh-huh. - Chicago.
Addicted to cold.
No.
Uh, are you concerned about Bea?
Sure, you know, but Liv is...
Liv worries so much, there's, there's not much room... for...
You know, but a 13-year-old girl
who collects batteries,
doesn't sleep, doesn't let us sleep, won't eat anything,
spends all day wanting to do somersaults, I mean,
yeah, sure, I'm concerned.
Of course I'm concerned.
Liv says that you're wrapped up in your work.
Wrapped up? Wrapped up?
That's fair.
I love how working hard, working really hard,
becomes wrapped up, becomes something selfish.
I love that.
When you say that you love it,
do you mean that you don't love it?
Let's just back up.
We love Bea.
It's not a competition to see who loves her the most.
If it were a competition, I would happily let Liv win.
You win.
It says here your father died, your husband,
your sister.
This was where? Sarajevo?
Um, Miro and I left with the Red Cross.
My husband stayed behind and was, uh,
he stayed behind and was murdered.
You're Serbs?
My husband was Serb. I'm Muslim.
Uh, it's complicated.
We're Bosnian, we're all Bosnian...
It's complicated.
Do you have relatives in Britain?
My husband's family.
His brother, sisters and aunt.
Was a time when a smack around the ear
or my auntie would give me a thump.
Matter of fact, she punctured my eardrum at one point,
but you knew where you were.
Simple, we're all simple.
What about you, Sonny Jim?
What have you been up to while you've not been at school?
Back thieving, stealing again? Hmm?
See, things are not things.
Things are always somebody's things.
Car is Jack's car, 'cause he worked for it.
Your Prada jacket is little Kevin's Prada jacket,
before it was his... I can see your little brain ticking over.
His Prada jacket belonged to Mr. Prada.
What about before that?
Before what?
Before it was Mr. Prada's?
Did it belong to the women who made it?
'Cause my mom does that... makes clothes for other people,
slaves for other people.
Or like when prisoners make trains.
Next time you're going down.
We'll catch you,
and then you can discuss who owns the trains
with your cell mates.
Back in a minute.
Sorry I'm late again, but everything is here.
- All the Macs. Everything - It's okay.
- Excellent. Thank you. - Thank you.
Excuse me. You dropped this.
Oh, thanks, Erika.
Oh, please, come up, Erika. It is Erika, isn't it?
- Yes, sir. - Sandy.
We set the alarm, sir.
I did it myself.
You have my word.
I'm not accusing you.
The police have already called my mobile phone,
asking me questions.
Yeah, that is normal.
About this thing and then that thing.
I'm so sorry.
It was like Kafka.
"Where did you get your car?"
"Why are you ordering takeaway?"
You know, we try to do a good job.
You-you do, you do do a very good job.
Erika, listen.
We have to have a new code for the alarm.
Now, we're going to give you your own code,
You're going to choose it, not us,
so there's absolutely no way
of you being wrongly accused of anything.
- Is that a deal? - Okay, thanks.
Oh, listen.
I had your picture on my computer.
What would the burglar make of that?
My photograph?
Yeah. Well, from when I was, um, trying my camera out,
if you remember.
So, the burglar, someone who didn't know the context,
would think you were a friend or a girlfriend.
I mean, someone standing over there who couldn't hear us,
what would he make of this?
Well, apart from my uniform.
Of course apart from the uniform, yeah.
But say, if we were too far away to see the uniform.
You know? And I could give you this book, and you know,
for all matey-boy over there knows, that's a collected works
of Franz Kafka, that's your birthday...
- Or the Bible. - Or the Bible.
Uh...
The model hasn't changed.
Of course I know.
Because we'd have to plant...
Why isn't she moving?
You can't take a fish out of the water.
I have 50 e-mails.
- Why isn't she moving? - She's dead.
You can't take a fish out of the water.
- Okay, put her down. - Darling, listen to Mommy.
No, no, you can't take a fish out of the water.
No, no, don't put her back in.
You can't take a fish out of water!
She needs water.
Sandy, no, I can't get to the office.
If you can get to the office for me.
Well, I can't because I'm needed here.
You're right, you can't take a fish out.
You can't, but she's dead. See? She's dead.
You can go? Okay, that's great. Thank you.
- It's okay. We'll bury her. - I'll speak later.
Okay, this is what we're going to do.
We're going to put her in a little box.
Oh, don't cry, darling.
Don't cry.
Come on, we're going to put her in a box...
New code. Two, one...
seven, eight.
It's my date of birth.
Now what are you doing?
Let's go! Leave it.
Come on, let's go!
Come on!
Get the door!
Oh!
Jesus Christ!
Fucking hell.
Oh...
This is brilliant.
You're really going to do all this, I mean,
put a canal right through the middle?
Yeah.
It's brilliant.
I'm Bruno Fella, CID.
Are you Sandy or Will?
- I'm Will. - Hello, Will.
- Hi. - You know what?
I was born right there, just about there.
I'd have drowned.
Mm.
I love it.
I think it's really nice.
This is Sandy, um, Hoffman, my partner.
- Sandy. - Hello.
Detective Bruno Fella, CID.
Hi, Bruno.
I'm just saying this is a fabulous building.
I think it's brilliant.
Thank you.
Was it you had the scrape with the villains?
No, I wouldn't say it was a scrape.
Well, they scraped my car.
No, I was running late for the first break-in.
I wasn't quite prepared for the second.
Well, I get it, completely.
You know, completely get it, you know?
You're, um, disgruntled.
I would be, you know, putting all that effort
into making such a fabulous building, you know,
in an off-style community.
You know, you don't need the grief, do you?
Well, it's no fun, Bruno.
You know, financially it's a disaster.
The insurance is gonna be through the roof.
You know your problem, Sandy?
What's my problem?
King's Cross.
Is what? What is it?
I mean... that's you there.
You got a British Library over there
with Eurostar, and bang in the middle
you got crack village with a load of Somalians
walking about with machetes.
It's an area in flux.
Oh, they left a computer disk, the burglars.
Did you know that? With my photographs.
Oh. What do you mean? Where?
Sorry, they returned it.
More than that, they downloaded my personal photographs
off my laptop, that they stole the first time,
and they brought it back.
Well, can we see it?
Yeah.
Lovely.
So they got compassion.
I won't go that far.
Well, I'm not saying you gotta show them compassion.
You know, you're just like my girlfriend, my ex-girlfriend.
They're the criminals, they're the bad guys.
Can I have a go?
There... Don't you just love a Mac?
Sweet, huh?
And what do you say to your girlfriend?
I'm the Old Bill, Will, you know?
I've been on the beat, undercover, in a suit,
you know, it's the law.
It's, uh, Einstein's law of relativity.
What does that mean, exactly, sir? Relativity?
Well, relatively speaking, um, it means, if me and Sandy here
break the law, you know, we're 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.
42,000 miles.
I've got the criminal mind.
Lots of wanting to be bad.
See an ass, want to bite it.
I just never do.
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, fuck. Fuck.
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.
50 pounds, whatever you want.
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.
- There we are. - Exercise...
- "There we are" what?
- Stop that. - Exercise. Exercise...
You don't even hear it, Will.
- You don't even hear it. - Exercise, exercise...
Eat your chicken first!
- No! - Stop yelling.
Chicken? I'm a vegetarian.
- Don't you yell at me. - You don't eat vegetables.
- It's disgusting! - You don't eat vegetables.
- Disgusting! Disgusting! - Will you stop?
No, it's disgusting! No, leave me alone!
Now, what we know is, if we smash things
and we scream and we shout, we get our own way.
That's what we know. Or run away.
Great... Great.
That's great.
Liv.
Liv, darling.
Liv!
Or we just say nothing!
Because God forbid we ever...
we ever say what we actually meant!
No, just let the shutter come down!
Anyway...
I really have to get back to the office.
Bea, my car keys. Where's the battery? Bea.
Hey, I need the battery.
We're human. Don't punish us.
We get fed up.
Fed up. Is that about the diet?
No. It means upset. I don't know why.
It's a metaphor, remember? We spoke about those.
"Cried your eyes out" doesn't mean your eyeballs fall out.
Metaphors. "Fed up."
It's nothing to do with food.
Where's my battery, Bea?
- It's in my box. - Where's your box?
It's my box. You can't go in my box.
- Well, you go get the battery. - Bea.
It's all right. We're working it out.
Bea, go and get Will's battery.
"Will's battery"?
Can you explain to me
why you suddenly need to go to the office?
- You know why. - You're not the police.
No, and the police are not night watchmen.
Nor are you. Most wives would worry
if their husbands went cruising in King's Cross
- every night. - Come on.
Hire a security company, Will.
Most wives are married
to their husbands, as we're being so accurate tonight.
Dads, wives, Will's battery. Thanks for that.
I don't see the real father around much.
I love your sun box, whatever the fuck
it's supposed to do.
I keep hoping it'll warm you up.
Skinny cup, extra shot, right?
Right.
Thanks.
Oh. I brought a CD.
I've got some CDs.
No. For dancing.
I like to dance.
In cars?
Inside, outside, upside down.
I can dance on your lap, but it's not
- for free. - Absolutely.
I still make you come, but not inside me.
Some guys think that's not cheating.
Hmm?
That's good.
You are. You're very good.
You're great.
That's okay. It's fine.
What do you mean?
It's okay.
Hi.
I'm sorry.
You smell of perfume.
I don't know how I do.
Nor do I.
I love you.
Is that an answer?
It's the truth.
What do you need?
What do you want ever?
I feel as if I'm tapping on a window.
You're somewhere behind the glass,
but you can't hear me.
Even when you're angry, like now,
it's like someone a long, long way away is angry with me.
Well, glass is better than ice, which is where we were earlier.
Sweden, ice, depression, the high rate of suicide?
Mm-hmm.
I never got close to anybody who didn't want to talk about that.
- Mm. - Or free love.
- Liv Ullmann. - Liv Ullmann.
Who's Norwegian, by the way.
Well, there are no other Swedes to talk about?
Nobody lives there.
You could drive for hours before you pass another Volvo.
Abba.
Let's face it. It's a sad old list.
What about the English?
You brought us what? Sarcasm?
- Mm. - And the Beatles.
Lager louts.
No. You invented lager.
Excuse me. The Danes.
Yeah, same difference.
No, no, no.
I love your laugh.
I'd like to gather up all your laughs and lock them in a box,
like Bea's, and nobody would be allowed the key.
Where are you going?
The shower.
Or to kill that fucking fox.
Come back here.
- Mama? - I'll take you.
- I'm taking you. - Mom takes me.
No, no. It's okay. It's okay.
I'm taking Bea. I want to. Go back to sleep.
Mom takes me.
Daddy will take you today.
It's fine. It's fine.
See? I'm up.
It's okay.
Seat belt, Bea.
What's that?
Is that a CD?
Yeah.
Yes, it's a CD.
Is it yours?
N... Yes.
Shut up!
"Shut up" is good, isn't it?
Excellent.
I did it!
I did it! I did it!
You watch, I'm going to do it again.
Paul? Paul, are you ready?
Are you ready?
Sweetie, you're still wet.
You're dripping.
Yellow towel.
It's not yellow. Is it yellow?
Yellow stitching.
Oh.
You have to dry yourself.
I did. I used the hair dryer.
Well, how about my sweater?
It's kind of a towel.
Is it a good color?
It's a good color, and it's a sort of towel.
But you'll be cold.
No. If I get cold, I'll wear the towel.
Hey, look. Those guys... they're amazing.
I want a lesson.
Oh!
Mom, are you okay?
You okay? Get up.
Oh, you're soaked.
Excuse me. We would like to donate our towel.
No, I'm fine, thanks.
Really, we hate our towel.
We hate our towel. We do. We hate it.
It's looking for a new home.
Thank you.
Come on, lovey.
That was good.
You should join the circus.
Get off me!
It's cold.
It's a bit cold.
Why wind down the window?
To get some air.
Why?
You know.
Quite a strong perfume.
- Actually... - It's my job.
I got you a present.
In return for the CD, the coffees...
It's good, I think.
My wife uses it. She says it's good.
That's fucked up.
What man wants
to be with a girl that smells like his wife?
No, I didn't say I wanted to be with a girl.
You think I like to smell like this?
You think I like to wear panties which cut my pussy in half?
I didn't mention your...
Men are incredible!
Thank you.
Ow!
So what, you clean this area up?
- Is that the plan? - Not exactly.
If you work with nature, why are you so against nature?
Well, A: I'm not, and B: I'm absolutely not.
The fox in your garden.
What about the fox in my garden?
The one wild thing in your life and it makes you crazy.
You know, turn the whole world into a park,
- like Disneyland. - That's not what we do.
- With flowers... - Oh, that's ironic,
because that's the opposite of what we do.
Go ahead, clean up,
because we will move to another alley,
and we'll take the foxes with us.
Good.
Because this is the human heart.
This is the world. It's light and dark.
They're putting fortune cookies in with the crack now, are they?
This is what, the human heart? This is the world?
This is shit.
You're talking shit.
I have to charge you.
- Huh? - No, I have to charge you.
You crossed the line.
- What do you mean? - We have chit chat, it's free.
I keep warm, I buy coffee.
It's a trade.
You abuse me, that's business.
How did I abuse you?
Men abuse me, I get paid. 50 pound.
No way am I giving you 50 pounds.
50 pound.
I'm not giving you 50 pounds.
50 pounds!
No.
- Fuck! - Oh.
Uh-oh.
- He's like a monkey. - I've got to call the police.
What? To say what?
To say what?!
There's a man breaking into my building!
It's not a man, it's a boy.
I've got a special thing, a code,
four-three, uh...
No, I'm Hoff... Yes, I'm Hoff...
Well, my partner's Hoffman.
Where am I?! I'm in my car!
I'm looking at him!
I'm... four...!
Hey!
Wait!
Come here!
Fuck.
Hey!
We're getting out of here.
What about Miro?
What happened to your hand?
Forgot my keys.
You're bleeding.
No.
I didn't fall, Mom.
Why can't you do it?
You're a tailor.
Dad!
Dad! Dad!
I'm too old to chase robbers.
Dad! All right, hey.
Oh. Hey, what are you crying about?
Where the hell have you been?
We've been worried sick.
Why is Mommy crying?
Why aren't you in bed?
I near... I could've caught him. I nearly caught him.
The police weren't going to get here,
so I followed him.
I mean, I imagine, it's just a boy.
What did the police do with my car?
The police?
They were here for probably about a minute.
So what are you telling me?
Somebody's stolen my car?
- Eh? - Oh...
My bag's in there, the wallet, my keys.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Will.
You left the car open?
Yeah, well, I was chasing a thief, Liv.
Did you get a look at this boy?
No, not really.
Hey, hey...
it's okay.
Reminds me of when I first met you,
driving around,
trying to get her to sleep in the back.
You in your nightgown.
Remember?
So beautiful.
Will, a boy can still stab you.
Now, what if you'd caught up with him?
I don't know.
Anyway, he's not going to come back.
It's probably all over now.
Zoran...
Zoran, watch.
Hey, did you see that?
Did you see that? I just landed it.
Yeah, yeah, nice.
You're in the wrong place, man.
I telephoned earlier about my jacket.
Yes.
This is strange. You probably don't remember,
we bumped into each other the other day
at the sport center.
We gave you our towel.
Oh, that's right.
So, I've, uh, I tore my jacket.
Oh, I can't repair that.
Well, I can, but... you'd always see the tear.
I don't think, the cost, I don't think is worth doing.
Really?
It's a favorite. I'd hate to throw it away.
I can try.
Come back Friday.
Great. Friday.
Good, I'll see you on Friday.
Friday.
- Excuse me! - Excuse me!
Your wallet.
It was in your jacket.
Oh, thank you. It's new.
I've already lost one wallet this week.
Thank you.
I was rude, I'm sorry.
This city, you know,
you see someone in one place,
and then another, it makes you very...
Sure.
- I have to get back. - All right.
Can you...
if I, if I brought a suit, can...
I lost some weight... if I brought it tomorrow, say?
I'm out tomorrow.
Friday then?
Okay.
Thank you for this.
Will, she's asleep.
- Huh? - It's a miracle.
I can't believe it.
That's great, huh?
Why are you trying on suits?
Nothing really fits me.
It looks fine.
Can I say "Rosemary says"?
Absolutely. What does Rosemary say?
She says...
Well, you know, it's: Bea says "I need."
I say "I'm here," she says, "I need,"
I say "I'm here."
I'm not talking about going to work tomorrow, I'm just...
thinking about going back to work.
Good.
And start thinking about you.
About us.
Bea can come with me sometimes.
She can dig, make a mess.
No, that's great, but you're busy and distracted.
And?
Go on.
And...
she's not my daughter.
And right now when she's such a, she's so...
you can't trust me to take care of her.
If you were measuring how far...
away from where we need to be, you and me...
is that a long way?
I don't think you can ask a question like that. It's...
Put on a suit, sound like a suit.
It feels a long, long way right now...
from where it needs to be.
I wish we could unsay and unhurt
back to wherever that is,
and start again.
And how far back?
I remember you bit me.
You were angry with me and you bit me.
I don't remember why.
I don't know why either, but I remember I bit you.
You really bit me.
And I thought we were very close.
We were.
Yeah, but that's just teeth.