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BREAKING AND ENTERING

Will (returning home late): “Hi. I'm sorry.”
Liv: “You smell of perfume.”
Will: “Well, I don't know how I do.”
Liv: “Nor do I.”
Will: “I love you.”
Liv: “Is that an answer?”
Will: “It's the truth. 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.”