"We really use the same aftershave?"
"Same deodorant, same mouthwash, same toothpaste. What shampoo is in your rucksack?"
"Thatís Rockefeller's brand, all right."
The drive to Carson City, Nevada, for Sam,
is a string of revelations, Joanna filling
him in on his brotherís traits and quirks,
the parallels uncanny, the implications
creepy; tendencies of his, in his sibling,
are reportedly more pronounced; tendencies
of his sibling (as Joanna relates them) are
repressed by Sam concertedlyóthe clip she
played, sent by Rockefeller, of their
fatherís renegade lab, fanning sparks into
embers, which might, in turn, fuel flames,
were he confronted likewise with incarnate
but one of which so kindled Sam's libido he
could hardly look away, mesmerized by the
beauty of Joís purported rival.