Hitch gives to Harold a piece of paper with any literary trash on it.
HITCH
Well here… take it!
Hoffman frowns, as he reads it closely. In a few seconds he tears sheet apart.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Badly written. Something does not suffice. Let’s sit down and flesh this out.
Hitch gives Hoffman his usual seat. Hoffman reflects for a moment and quickly writes something.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Hazone, Read this.
He hands Hazone the paper. Hazone reads it and laughs.
HITCH
Let me read it!
Hitch takes the paper and reads Hoffman’s slogan. Hitch laughs like a madman.
HITCH
Hary, it’s absolutely crazy, man!
They laugh so hard they grab at this stomachs.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
It’s sharp! Coffins at a funeral will be like champagne on New Years Eve. Before you know it, the whole city will see the slogan!
HITCH
But the joke can be bad for us too.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
We’re not breaking any laws sonny. We have the right to advertise the way we see fit for our organization.
HITCH
I don’t know, I just don’t know.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Don’t you worry about it, it’ll fall on me and I’ll take care of it. Now that we have that out of the way, let’s get out of here.
HITCH
And go where?
HAROLD HOFFMAN
(smiling)
Let’s have a good time.
EXT. MINNEAPOLIS – SM “MALL OF AMERICA” – THE LATE EVENING
Tired Julia Shweetner leaves the centre. Loud music and a voice over the PA system is heard in the background. We see Christian’s car parked outside. Julia walks up to it. Christian exits the car and their eyes meet.
CHRISTIAN
Hi darling. Tired?
They kiss.
JULIA SHWEETNER
I already can’t feel my feet.
CHRISTIAN
Well, it was interesting?
JULIA SHWEETNER
Yes. There were so many celebrities!
CHRISTIAN
Well, sit down in the car. Have a rest.
They get into the car.
INT. CHRISTIAN’S CAR – NIGHT
They are driving along. Julia yawns and stretches.
JULIA SHWEETNER
I feel like the happiest woman in the world. I can’t wait to be back to the quiet life and half way out of the city.
CHRISTIAN