The spirit of Avery Mann is alive, even if not well, while his body lies in repose as his widow, daughter, mother and several other significant women in his formerly abundant life get into the booze and conduct a "ginquisition" to determine just exactly who the hell this man Avery was. On the surface, he was kind and compassionate, but at his core Avery was as distant as a black hole in the deep recesses of space. Avery is none too happy about being the object of such scrutiny; however, aside from trying to explain his side of things to the audience and keeping his former friends from killing one another, there's not much he can do other than listen. As his psyche gets picked apart by the women who knew him best, Avery comes to realize, that with a single exception, none of them knew him any better than he knew himself. By listening to the women with whom he shared only small bits and pieces of himself, Avery learns a poignant lesson about what he missed in life.