An elderly man living on his own in Belfast rouses the suspicions of his neighbors.

A young man’s strange belief sparks an intervention from his family.

A Screen Song of the old standard.

A worm is pursued by a crow.

An aging killer trains a young hired gun in a plot to assassinate a meek brothel owner performing barbaric abortion acts on his prostitutes.

Torben is a shiny young apple with a dream: making it to the bright lights of the supermarket fruit section. But his dream is shattered one sunny morning when a worm pokes her head out of his perfect skin. Sylvia is her name, and she is really very nice.

Former attorney-turned-small-town-florist, Abby Knight, has a nose for sleuthing, quickly embroiled in a murder investigation, grateful for the help when she teams with retired private eye, Marco Salvare, who now owns a local bar and grill.

An off-screen narrator remembers a time he was five years old, walking to school in a heavy rain, wearing a yellow slicker and cap. He relates to us that a boy he'd never seen before ran up to him and said that it was raining worms. Our lad of five is on the cusp between believing anything he hears and entering the age of reason. He asks for proof. He holds out his hand.

In a future where we no longer have the ability to dream, people have turned to 'Fantasites', a genetically engineered parasite that induces the user's wildest fantasies. When one socially awkward young man begins using this new miracle dream aid, hoping they'll bring excitement to his mundane life and get him closer to the girl of his 'dreams,' he soon finds the line between reality and fantasy squirming away.

A little girl has a birthday dinner with her father that she'll never forget...