Immersed in an old cast iron tub drink in hand, Paul is clearly mourning a loss of some kind. In the grips of some inescapable fever dream, he has visions of his wife Iris spitting contradictory statements at him: that she never understood him; he never gave her a chance; he was a pussy who let her cheat on him. The mystery deepens when he unearths an old Walkman and a cache of audio tapes. Using the tape player like some sort of spiritual medium, he begins having conversations - real or imagined - with Iris, a woman we learn is his deceased wife. He is interrupted by a visit from his friend Garry who is concerned with his mental health. "I've been thinking and I think...I can't remember," Paul remarks and then twist the encounter on its axis, accusing Garry - seemingly without happenstance - of sleeping with his wife. Alone once again, his hallucinations deepen.