Stan doesn’t just sleepwalk. He also sleep-works, sleep-raises children and sleep-plays contrabass like no other. He dreams big plans that never come to fruition. When he retires he seems to think that true retirement means being as active as humanly possible. His sloth-paced lifestyle accelerates to a Bolt-pace. He starts talking in a fast auctioneer-like manner, but when he makes attempts to motivate his sons, they just doze off. Finally, the reawakened old-timer leaves for Europe to participate in competitions for speed-bass players.