在一所公寓的廚房中，一對夫妻為避免吵醒隔壁房中熟睡的女兒，低聲談?wù)撝〖t帽的故事。郊區(qū)空地上，這個(gè)男人躲在一排廢棄的拖車后靜默地觀察一群人，后者似乎是一家人。同一個(gè)城市，同一個(gè)男人：他帶著兩枚獵槍擊針穿越在堵塞的車流中。男人42歲，名叫Viorel。他被自己陰暗的想法所震驚，穿越整個(gè)城市，前往只有他自己知道的一個(gè)目的地。
　　An apartment kitchen: a man and a woman discuss Little Red Riding Hood, their voices hushed, mindful of waking the little girl sleeping in the next room.
　　A wasteland on the city’s outskirts: behind a line of abandoned trailers, the man silently watches what seems to be a family.
　　The same city, the same man: driving through traffic with two hand-made firing pins for a hunting rifle.
　　The man is 42 years old, his name - Viorel. Troubled by obscure thoughts, he drives across the city to a destination known only to him.