The public has to cross the drawbridge, walking under the mad captain, above him the fire juggling woman who will later lay the egg to make the pancake. Captive in the strange world of the workers, they observe the bizarre ritualistic process unfold, not always without a comic hitch or two. The pancake travels a long way from egg to pan, and is finally eaten by a member of the public, after having been sugar-powdered during a sadistically induced ride on the lap of the factory idiot, tied to a motorized metal chair on rails.