What's going on here?
You mean, what's happening? Well, constable, I'm trying to get out of the window and Freud here is helping me.
Why are you climbing through the window and not leaving by the front door?
Well, you see I can't find the key and I'm in a hurry. Come on, Freud, we're wasting time.
Just a minute you two. I don't think you're telling me the truth. This isn't your house, is it?
No, it's my brother's. I'm staying with him for a while.
Is he at home?
I'm afraid not. He's just in jail for house-breaking at the moment.