Two disjoint segments. First, a man in a suit and orange tie is let into a dim shabby flat by a disheveled woman in a housecoat and spends two and a half minutes crouched over a mustached man sprawled on a couch, talking to him, holding his hand and waving a paper in his face. Then it cuts to a completely different, well-furnished living room where a mustached man in a striped shirt and a bearded man in sunglasses sit smoking on a brown leather sofa and talk, with a woman in a black dress appearing briefly in the doorway.