My brother moves to town to record an epic radio documentary. He retrofits an old black suitcase with a mixer and holes for microphone cables. His plan is to take the subway to a secluded part of Bronx. The raw sound material will be real but he will use it to tell a story of ninjas. We lose the suitcase on the platform and ride the trains for a few hours. We run into Asbury Jones, who kneels and teaches my brother to sing. A young woman watches us from across the train. This is the consort come too soon. Brother decides to return home without the suitcase but we find it where we left it on the platform.