Brodman is an elderly Jewish man who has just recently come out of a coma. He sits in a hospital in New York City, awaiting his daughter, Ruthie, and his wife, Mira. Ruthie, a lesbian, gave birth to Brodman’s first grandson while he was in the coma. Unfortunately, the time before he can see his grandson is spent in regret: Brodman’s close brush with death has him thinking about how he lived his life according to what his parents wanted him to be, how his relationships with his daughters are tenuous at best, how he never became the man he imagined himself. Brodman meets the child, and then he gets discharged from the hospital. In a foul mood, he argues with his wife before going out into the street to walk past the major sights of New York City. When he comes back to his apartment, he is exhausted and goes to lie down in Ruthie’s room, but he hears the baby crying and picks him up. They go for another walk, and Brodman looks down at the child, wanting to say something to him but no longer having access to the wisdom that near-death afforded him.