(Two men sift through garbage in a bin near Highbury Fields. They wear Islington Council reflective jackets and yellow gloves. They use long metal utensils)

Pete : So you come across lots of unopened bottles, don't you?

Phil : Bottles. Lots of cans.

Pete : You ever take them?

Phil : Tins once in a while.

Pete : Serious?

Phil : If they've still got the labels on.

Pete : Like a homeless guy would?

Phil : They're sealed tins, you know.

Pete : But you only take the ones with labels, yeah?

Phil : You could end up with mangoes if you don´t.

Pete : Or some freak who puts his shit in a tin.

Phil : Never seen that.

Pete : I wouldn´t take a tin. Couldn´t pay me to take a tin.

Phil : I never once heard of someone who would take time to put his shit in a tin and then seal that tin and put that tin in the garbage and think that someone would take it home.

Pete : You never know.

Phil : You can be sure of some things.

aj: one million tiny plays.