Turk: I don't get it. Why are we on the roof? Carla: I just wanted to show you that, no matter how ugly things can get down there, there's still a lot of beauty up here. Turk: Is that gum...or pigeon crap on my shoe? Carla: Come on, look around! There's nobody here...no one can see us...we could do whatever we wanted... Turk: Like what? Carla: Okay, how are you not getting this?