A scenario written in 1973. It reads:

Day –Inside

[Uniformed man talking to a stuffed bear. “Just watch me!” Man walks down sidewalk in the city. He looks around suspiciously. Woman waiting to cross the street. He pulls out a cigar and puts it in his mouth. Toothbrush still life. He is blowing smoke gilbertine.*]

In a large building. Business ballet. One man up on the table top begins to act like a vicious dog. One man is tapping his pencil to his teeth and talking. Another is trying to elude the eye of a painting. A female secretary enters with a large vile of coffee. She takes the man who is tapping himself with a pencil and (after trying to take his pencil off his teeth or chin) grinds him into the pencil sharpener. She then takes the vile of coffee and climbs up the light cord. The business men stop whatever they are doing and press together to look up her skirt. They look at each other and one of them pulls out a knife. The secretary pours coffee into their open mouths. She climbs down and put everything she had brought in on the tray and leaves.

*Smoke gillbertine is done by inserting the lit end of a cigar into one’s mouth, puffing out the cheeks and blowing as hard as possible so that a huge conical, furious cloud of smoke is blasted out of the exposed end of the cigar. This lasts for as long as one can exhale, which is a very long time indeed, and is named in this scenario after the man I first saw do it.