Stanley, you absolutely mustn't wear stripes. I have this image of you on a boat avec Karen van Buren; film - sepia-toned - with your feet up on gunwale, sunglassed and champagne-wielding, as turn-of-the-century accordion music plays. Oh, mon amour, je t'aime. Pourquoi tu ne réponds pas? Stanley! Regarde-moi! Stanley! Stanley!
camera fades out to the sound of waves lapping