(Scene: the ruins of a lesser concentration camp, located about 50 km south of Bonn. Rain is everywhere. Futurist Joe posits that the wars of the future will be fought over water, much like the water that, right then, is oppressing his soul. No one agrees with him. His Czech friend, drunk on absinthe and fascism, is vomiting on his royals hat, which is tight. Tears. The French twins are riding by on their bikes, shouting in French, making lewd gestures with hoses they stole from the Korean friend's moped. Rage. His Turkish friend draws the blinds on his flowershop window. Regret. A sharp change in lighting occurs. His Japanese friends do some electronics, fly away awkwardly. Joe is alone with his friends from Wisconsin, a Sorbian girl, and a third person)

Girl 7: I love you.
Joe: I am utterly alone.
Girl 13: Finally!
Joe: Hey, fuck you ! (punches wall, breaks hand).
Wall: You picked the wrong wall, Bloodface. Please read other side.

(Joe goes to the other side of the wall. He sees everything that had hitherto been unknown to him, although he had suspected it all along. God and his father are playing dominos. God is losing, and joe is afraid. He shows God his hand. God's face changes to his mother's, offers him some vanilla wafers. He eats them and then, after catching hold of a nearby chalice, proceeds to spend 10 minutes drinking a liter of his own blood. Wild eyed and drunk with passion and insight, he goes back to the other side.)

Joe: I punched the wall. I think I may need to go to the hospital.

(Girl65 takes him gently by the hand, leads him to a nearby gas chamber. She dresses the wound with herbs and spices, wraps it in fig leaves.

Girl24: I am a doctor.
Joe: (In too much pain to speak)

(The gas showers begin to buzz. Joe is agitated, but girl43 calms him. The gas is all colors of the rainbow and then decidedly whay the Russians call sinii and can best be approximated in English as light blue. Birds fly down, deer approach. One licks Joe's hand a few times and bites it off. He promtpy wets himself. In place of his hand grows a 15 inch long double headed dildo with lifelike veins and a certain musky smell.)

Joe: Will you marry me?

(Loud rumbling noises, a bulldozer breaks through the gas chambercamp wall. Joseph Stalin and Bruce Lee are guiding it, each singing Joe's national anthem. The blue gas kills them immdiately. Girl66 picks up the lifeless arm of Bruce Lee, cuts off the hand with a dull pocket comb. She holds it out to Joe. Joe offers a limp dildo. Girl89 immediatels bites off Joe's other hand, attaches Lee's hand.)

Girl00001: Yes.

(Joe, overwhelmed with joy, reaches to embrace her. Bruce Lee's hand does a karate move and kills her in the neck. Sadness. Joe punches wall, first with dildo, then with Bruce Lee hand.)

Wall: Ow!

(Joe goes to the other side of the wall. God has defeated his father in dominos, Bruce Lee hand proves ineffective against divine power. The dildo, however, tears a hole in God's essence, from which pours out a brilliant white light. God screams, clutches his head, explodes. His ring drops to the floor. Joe's dad picks it up, puts it on. Joe's dildo shrinks to the size of a green bean, his Bruce Lee hand withers. His penis is also missing. Runs away. Girl follows. Deer, other animals just acting like nothing happened.)