Oliver drifts to sleep but wakes up an hour later when he hears a knock downstairs. He opens the front door to see
James standing there. Oliver is surprised to see him and embarrassed about his bookless house, but he ushers James inside and to his room. James tells him that he couldn’t stand being alone in California, so he took a bus to Chicago and then to Oliver’s town. Oliver invites him to stay, and they decide to share Oliver’s bed rather than have one of them sleep on the couch. As they lie there, they reminisce about the summer when Oliver visited James in California and they slept naked on the beach in Del Norte. Their conversation turns to
Richard and to
Hamlet. James tells Oliver that when Hamlet’s world starts to collapse, he decides to “blame it on fate” to absolve himself of responsibility.