Lukas, a toll collector, doesn't have a life. So, he collects the lives of those who drive past his tollbooth in California's Laguna Hills.
A skinhead tosses him a copy of Mein Kampf and Lukas is immediately absorbed by Hitler's memoir. A Holocaust survivor sees him reading the Nazi bible and tosses him a videotape of his concentration-camp ordeal. Lukas (an intense Mark Webber) thirstily drinks it in.
Is Lukas a sponge soaking up the lives of others? A blank slate onto which people inscribe their stories? A youth who immerses himself in others' troubles so he does not have to deal with his own?