Dimitri is visited by his wife, his son, his brother, and finally his sexy, young Quebecois tenant. None of them can provide him with the answer he so desperately wants, not the least because he is incapable of finding the questions he needs to seek it. So he drinks and makes noise and rebuffs what offers of love are tendered and ignores the fights he provokes as the wind rises atop what soon turns into a Tower of Babel—until his wife Stella decides to fly her own kite.

Translation of: Le cerf-volant.