I'm desperate for a piss!

And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.

Yes, of course, all three filmmakers are working from different viewpoints: Vidor from a rural Populism, Disney from a somehow suburbanized eupepsia, and Chaplin from his anarcho-leftism.

With a little manœuvring they contrived to meet on the doorstep which was […] in a boiling stream of passers-by, hurrying business people speeding past in a flurry of fumes and dust in the bright haze.