Setting: sunny day in Central Europe. Two old men, one smoking a pipe, one a cigarette, both dressed in tweedy suits, are standing near a bouncy castle, watching children frolic inside.

Sigmund Freud:Boing.
Elias Canetti: Vat?
Sigmund Freud: Ze drive to boing. I totally forgot ze drive to boing.
Elias Canetti: Vat are you talkink about, Sigmund?
Sigmund Freud: Not zat you and your “Crowds and Power” ever mentioned it neizer, and you wit your big Nobel Prize. Feh.
Elias Canetti: Boing?
Sigmund Freud: Look at ze children.

Elias Canetti: [Stares, at first cynically, then slack-jawed with wonder. Cigarette falls from bottom lip.]
Sigmund Freud: Boing.
Elias Canetti: Boing.
Sigmund Freud: Boing is ze center of it all.
Elias Canetti: Boing.