An afternoon at a large film set somewhere out in rural France. A trainee takes up his position. He is responsible for blocking off the street while filming is in process and reopening it to traffic as soon as the take is over. His only connection to the set is a walkie-talkie. He begins to get bored. The mountains are magnificent. The trainee turns all the way round. Time passes slowly and we wait with him, merely observing the afternoon - without a single cut or comma.