One spring morning, a group of emergency responders is outside a rooming-house.  Passerbys had complained of a gas smell.

It is the most peaceful day of the week on this street. Lots of the neighborhood boys are playing games outside. The ambulance's piercing sound, however, disrupted the regular proceedings of the day. A similar event had occurred the previous week. Everyone watches the street scene unfold from their houses' windows. 

A few of the kids see Mary's approach. Mary is goodhearted but called Bigfoot because she stomps. She is a widowed mother of four who lets people play bingo and hang out in the basement of her flat. Mary approached the small group of adults and asked one woman why she wasn't at bingo last night. The woman says she can't talk about this right now because they are watching a suicide. Mary is surprised because there was also a suicide last Sunday. The woman says it was an older woman this week, and it was a younger woman last week. 

The people outside talk about people who commit suicide. Some call people who commit it crazy. The others say it isn't caused by craziness.

Men bring a canvas and box inside the house to wrap the body. Some kids and street men try to follow them inside, but the landlady prevents them from entering.  The kids joke about riding in the ambulance and in the box. They all start chanting ashes-to-ashes. The kids start talking about dead bodies they've seen. Mary starts to leave, but the kids joke that her newest bingo customer is coming, and she has to stay to meet her.

The box is brought down. The kids all cheer. Big-Feet-Mary wails and then angrily runs away from the scene.

Then, the men put it in the ambulance, and it starts. A girl starts playing with a ball. The older male kids group together. One says that another stiff is going to Hell. The boys begin playing a game. The landlady hangs a sign on her building that says vacancy. They chant ashes-to-ashes again. They play ball.