Walczak and Gil have a long, brutal duet to a piano-violin arrangement of Arvo Pärt's somber Fratres. When these two advance on each other, they make contact in squashed lifts and embraces that look like strangling. One makes a flying tackle, the other scrambles away. They run in a circle, clinging to each other in desperation or exhaustion, but certainly not affection.
After more struggles, captures, escapes, the pack runs in a circle, smiling and singing, still punchy but triumphant.
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