Doris is eager to get pregnant, so she picks up her husband Roger and has her way with him. Their lovemaking comes to the attention of space aliens, who beam a small child-like creature into their living room, with a crash. Doris is delighted; for her, it’s the child she’s always wanted. But the lad, who says only the word ^Ópeanut,^Ô eats plates and goldfish, pulls utensils apart for the wiring, and in a short time, has built a device that may bring more like him to earth. Doris has had enough chaos and sets out to leave. Will she make it to the door? Might it all be a bad dream, or a prefiguring of what’s to come?