Klap picks up one of Trurl's citizens from the workbench and lifts it to face-height for clinical inspection — the rest of the citizens still standing in a small crowd on the workbench (Trurl's '900 happy beings' society). Trurl watches warily from across the lab.
Klap turns the question — extreme low-angle close-up on his raised finger and slit eye, the trap-question delivered
Trurl indignant — both mitts spread in disbelief, antennae erect with affront
Klap presses further — undeterred by Trurl's indignant denial, he rephrases the design as a flat sarcastic enumeration; the citizen still standing at his side smiling stupidly, the dialogue continuing as the trap tightens
Klapaucius says: “And can they be sad as well?”
Trurl says: What an idiotic question! Of course they can’t!
Klapaucius says: “Then they do nothing but jump around, look plump and rosy, remove stumbling blocks and shout in unison that they are positively thrilled?”
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