Wired magazine, November 2010.

My... my wife worked up at the plant.

And since, in the last 20 years,

And here's the only picture of Leonardo that's widely accepted.

(Laughter)

In Jósa's workshop. I earn 50 crowns an hour.

I had to apprentice myself in order to become a pottery master.

Pookums?

Buildings are becoming bundles of services.

I've spent a lot of time in Finland at the design factory of Aalto University, where the they have a shared shop and shared fab lab, shared quiet spaces, electronics spaces, recreation places.

The wife!

Solitary.

That's my wife.

My wife...

My wife.

Which one?

Who lives here?

...that your wife is calling the morgues.

Exwife.

Meet my wife.

Yeah yeah yeah, got a hot wife... hot hottie.

It's mine!

It's mine.

Talk to your wife.

It's my wife.

The kitchen.

As opposed to the time in which I am actually in my studio, working on a commissioned piece.

To the kitchen.

She begged for her life, Detective.

I think it's Jimmy's wife.

Too much AC?

You and the heat!

Is that your cell?

Get in some refrigeration.

No more cooking.

So we actually sort of designed the entire island as a single ecosystem, exploiting wind energy to drive the desalination plants, and to use the thermal properties of water to heat and cool the buildings.

Two of the valves I'm gonna name, I'm giving them new names, something slightly different from what we've been referring to them by. These are the atrioventricular valves.

My breasts are tender.

It's clear. Come on. ( ominous theme playing )

He says, What's that?

He's tired of screwing his wife.

I'll tell my wife.

Shortest route to the prison... March!

Jackie died on me, Frank.

Open on four!