Mr. Burns clings to a vertical pole outside the wall of a tall white building, his body hanging nearly horizontal over a purple night sky with houses…

What happens

Mr. Burns, the frail, stooped old man with a hooked nose and grey hair at the sides, dressed in a black suit with white-and-purple striped sneakers, clings to a vertical pole outside the wall of a tall white building, his body hanging nearly horizontal over a purple night sky with houses and trees below. Across the moment he shifts his grip on the pole and moves his legs and free arm, climbing or sliding slightly along the pole and wall. Only the building's pale wall, the pole, the rooftops and the dark bushes are visible in the background.

Written by an AI model from frames of this moment, so small details can be off.