A distressed loner, Bob Maconel, imagines where he's working, blowing up the tower Los Angeles. A revolver is taken by him to his workplace intent on colleagues, and then himself. He holds talks together. He is picked on by his supervisor. He drops out a bullet as he's screwing his courage to the sticking place. While on the ground looking on this, yet another colleague does exactly what Bob has been planning. Bob emerges a hero and the one colleague he likes, a woman having a glowing grin, is severely wounded. Could Bob detect himself and help her and revel in life? Or, as everyone says, is that impossible to get a man ?