It is early morning. Gil and his secretary, Carol enter with their morning coffee. Upon seeing this body draped across his desk, Gil goes ballistic. Paranoia starts to fill the room, and Gil is drowning in it. As soon as Gil leaves, Nick springs into action.
Words flash through the stale air like knives.
Carol leaves, but not before pouring a scalding pot of coffee on Nick's lap. Gil enters and the men engage in verbal game of deadly implications. When it is through, Gil is on his last legs. A vicious feeding frenzy of ideas has inhaled the room. Gil looks like a goner when The Irrigator enters, and that s when things really get weird. . . .