Before
What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany's at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it's priceless. As I'm taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It's her father's business. She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don't trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he's the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She's been waiting for me all these years. She's never taken another lover. I don't care. I don't show up. I go to Berlin. That's where I stashed the chandelier.
After
What is my proven guilt? I walk into Tiffany's at midnight. Are we safe? No, I'm looking for a group. This is priceless. A woman holds me when I'm crushed. He's telling me to stop, that's his father's job. It's Tiffany. I'm the opposite. We love the whole night The cops come in the morning and I run into one of their uniforms I ask him to meet me in Mexico, but I'm going to Canada. I do not believe her. Also, I love what it means to be cold. Thirty years later, I'm thinking of a postcard. I have a son and he is the chief of police. This is where the story turns into fun. I ask Tiffany to meet me near the Trocadero in Paris. She has been waiting for me for many years. She didn't get another boyfriend. I don't want to show that I've been to Berlin. I hid the chandelier there.