Montreal, the summer of Expo 67. A young male prostitute has turned himself into the police, pleading guilty to the murder of a student found dead several days earlier on the evening of Canada's Centennial Day. He summons the police to meet him in a judge's office to which he has mysteriously obtained the keys. Thirty-six hours later, he still refuses to reveal his name and the motive of the crime. The final hour of the interrogation is unfolding : a scandal is about to explode.

« INSPECTOR: Tell me again. (Beat.) / HIM: Alright, listen, I'll tell you again, the whole bit. But this time is the last time. Tape it or film it. Mark little x's on the map with a numbered code. Draw pictures for all I care, but… / INSPECTOR: Hey, watch it, kid. Forget the good advice and answer my questions. You called the cops?… Well, here I am. I've listened to your half-cocked story. Now you can deliver the goods and let me… / HIM: Don't call me kid. / INSPECTOR: … and let me do my job. C'mon, shoot. Tell us the story. The real story. / HIM: Jeesus, I told you everything. What more do you wanta know? / INSPECTOR: Your name. / HIM: … »

"Being at Home with Claude (...) would stand out in any collection of new plays." Jonathon Kalb, The Village Voice, New York, April 12, 1988.&r "René-Daniel Dubois pens a remarkable play (...) that gives Toronto audiences a first glimpse of the power and passion of a major new voice from Québec." Robert Crew, The Toronto Star, April 8, 1987.