It is October, 1980, the 10th anniversary of the October Crisis. In a bathtub in a rooming house near the city’s heart, Montreal’s “Main”, a woman is trying to negotiate her personal passage from Quebec’s politically turbulent 70s to the threatening bleakness of the 80s. She is negotiating other passages, too: from a passionate “open” love affair with a male left leader, and from deep involvement in far left politics, to a new way of life and living whose form she knows can only be grasped as she speaks it.