A society function; general sound of polite conversation.
Lady: Very amusing, Lord Kimble, but would you excuse me a moment? I
want to powder my nose. (She walks away and into the rest room)
Grossly exaggerated lavatorial noises
Lady: (emerging from rest room) Ah, that's better!
Back to the other people at the do. Suddenly Charwoman swings
in on a rope, Tarzan-like, and grabs one of the gentlemen. She is
massively built and naked except for pink stockings and knickers.
Gentleman: It's Charwoman!
3-d comic-book style title says: CHARWOMAN. Cut to Charwoman
swinging back and forth on her rope between two lines of buildings.
Voice Over: Yes, Charwoman! Sweeping away the last remnants of male
chauvinism, polishing off all who dare stand in her way, and
cleaning up all in the publishing game. All this and more as once
again Charwoman takes to the skies.
Charwoman faces the camera, beating her chest with alternate
fists like King Kong. Then she hits both breasts at the same time
and they explode.