Victor is the lawyer for the most corrupt people in the land. Lacking a conscience and basic ethics, Victor is the irrefutable proof that there’s no such thing as “crime and punishment”. Chasing publicity and capital, a criminals’ favorite, a total atheist… and then the heart attack arrives and Victor dies in the middle of a wild drug party with three high end call girls.
Wearing nothing but a small towel covering his nether regions, Victor arrives at the “Terminal”, a completely metaphysical place where everyone who just died arrives and where the “immigration clerks” determine who goes out through the right hand gate (heaven) and who through the left hand gate (hell). In a few moments he too will get to the greyish looking clerk who will send him to the door on the left, to hell. It is abundantly clear since even he has nothing good to say for himself. He’s going to lose the most important case of his life, and he has to buy time until he finds a way to extricate himself… Here the issues on the table are totally different – existential philosophies focusing on the limits of human morals in such terms as “crime and punishment”, “reward or retribution”, “conscience”, etc.
The only way for Victor to avoid going to hell is to become part of the judicial staff which lives and works here. To represent those who appeal their sentence in front of the heavenly hall of justice. He will have to prove incessantly that he is a necessary and welcomed personality in face of a judge, a prosecutor and clients who are not really impressed by his new image.
Victor sets out on the battle for his life or more precisely his place in the next world. He will have to win every case and not arouse antagonism. No one has managed it before him; the few who were close broke down in face of the monastery like living conditions reminiscent of a military base.
5 years of service at the Terminal will buy Victor a ticket to heaven. Will he do it?