My friends, who area girlfriend/boyfriend or married, have killed someone and placed them in a large plastic tube to be discarded. They ask me for help getting rid of it, and I help them. They tell me there are at least two more people they want to kill and dispose of in the same way, and I'm concerned that now I've become involved in this hideous enterprise.

In some other scene, I'm with a blonde girl that I've apparently been dating. I can't see her face, because she's wearing a hat with a baseball-like brim and I'm a little above, but when my face get close to hers I can hear her breathing funny, as if nervous or anticipating, so I kiss her deeply.