The Broken Circle Breakdown Page #3

That some people believe

the bird has a soul

that doesn't die and goes up to heaven.

That it'll see it's mummy and daddy

again there and will fly around forever

in a place where the sun always shines

and there aren't any windows.

That other people believe

the bird is a martyr

in the fight against windows.

And after his death he'll be given lots

of female birds that have never mated

and he can do what he wants with them.

But Daddy doesn't believe in

any of that.

Daddy thinks that...

that everything just dies

and stays dead.

But...

But you can't say that.

- No, you can't say that, Didier.

Her natural resistance will be

destroyed completely first

and she'll be very weak.

Which is why we're putting her in

a sterile, pressurized room.

The new blood cells may attack her body.

That doesn't happen with

identical stem cells

but you only find those in the case of

identical twins or cloned embryos.

Unfortunately, science

hasn't got that far yet.

Her chances are very good.

She has a very good chance of

being completely cured.

Don't lose heart.

Thank you.

Daddy?

- Yes?

That birdie has become a star now.

OK, sweetie.

If you want to believe that

that birdie is a star now, then it is.

I'll tell you what, choose one.

That one.

That one?

That big shiny one up there?

That one? OK.

Bye-bye, birdie.

- Bye-bye, birdie.

I love you.

- I love you too.

Clever girl.

And that, that's blood.

The stem cells are in there.

Stem cells are little soldiers

who will march down that tube

into your blood.

And those little soldiers mean business.

Understand? Eh?

They are going to cure you.

Hey.

- Hello.

We're allowed to go home.

- Are you?

Milan's levels are perfect

- Great!

Congratulations.

Is it a plane? Is it a bird?

No, it's not.

- Maybelle...

It's Mega Mindy.

- It's too early. Get some more sleep.

You're far too lively for me.

- Is it a plane? Is it a bird?

No, it's not.

- How about getting some more sleep?

No, I'm 6, I was allowed to

wake you up early.

Oh yes, of course,

it's your birthday.

No, don't tickle me! Don't!

Don't, don't tickle me!

- Happy birthday!

6 years old! Happy birthday, sweetie.

- Happy birthday.

You look... You look lovely.

In your pink costume.

How about getting some more sleep?

- No.

Yes. Come on.

Right, have you almost finished?

Come on, sweetie.

Rinse your mouth.

That's it. Come on, put your shoes on.

Come on, sweetie, get a move on.

Now what? Get the other one. Come on.

- I'm tired, Mummy.

So am I, sweetie. We're all tired.

But we have to get a move on, eh?

Kiss.

- The bus is there. Come on.

Coat.

- You're bleeding round your teeth.

How often have I told you not to

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