BOBBY
Thats true
Bobby and Julia reach the centre of the mall. Near a complex we see girls walking with the big bags. The girls photograph each and laugh.
Bobby and Julia show the security guards media passes go and inside.
EXT. MINNEAPOLIS FUNERAL HOME HON EVENING
The two-storied building of the funeral home sits beside a cemetery surrounded by old ugly trees.
INT. FUNERAL HOME HON HAROLDS HOFFMANS ROOM EVENING
Harold Hoffman approaches an open window and lights up. Hitch sits at the management table. Opposite of Hitch sits Silly. Hitch writes something on a piece of paper. Hoffman looks out the window and blinks.
EXT. MINNEAPOLIS THE BOUTIQUE OPPOSITE TO THE BUILDING OF FUNERAL HOME HON EVENING
Its twilight. Hoffman looks into the window of the boutique and sees ten dead women wander around the boutique. Some of them lean against the show-window as if trying to consider trying on the clothes on the mannequins. Hoffman takes a long fowling piece, and quickly aims and shoots at one of dead women. The dead woman twitches slightly, but remains standing.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Do you know what differs a Zombie from a normal person?
HITCH
What?
HAROLD HOFFMAN
A normal person truly believes their actions cannot be foreseen.
HITCH
Exactly. These zombies have already got me seriously. This is the third boutique change in a year. These zombies do this every night. I dont know that to do with them. They should be in tombs.
Hoffman stands with a gun in the corner.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
They have only one target. During their lifetime they are materialistic, and even after their death they are the same. Its like autopilot. Predictable, programmed.
HITCH
Robobabies.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
(squeaky)
Darling? Darling? Lets buy a top, such a pretty top! So pretty! Lets? Lets buy a handbag! Lets buy shoes, darling? Lets? And lets buy this, and lets buy that!
(to the window, loudly)
Buy yourself a soul bitch!
Hoffman spits on the window with contempt. Hazone enters the room, clasping his trousers.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
So? Was the bitch good?
HAZONE
Oh yeah!
They laugh.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Im warning you. You can get addicted to dead bitches.
(laughing)
Silly! Hurry up and get in her before she cools down and decays.
He claps loudly, forcing Silly to think faster. Humpbacked Silly runs out from a room. The rest laugh.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
All right! Now shut up and put your thinking caps on. What about slogans?
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. Lets 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 Hoffmans slogan. Hitch laughs like a madman.
HITCH
Hary, its absolutely crazy, man!
They laugh so hard they grab at this stomachs.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Its 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
Were not breaking any laws sonny. We have the right to advertise the way we see fit for our organization.
HITCH
I dont know, I just dont know.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Dont you worry about it, itll fall on me and Ill take care of it. Now that we have that out of the way, lets get out of here.
HITCH
And go where?
HAROLD HOFFMAN
(smiling)
Lets 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 Christians 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 cant 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. CHRISTIANS CAR NIGHT
They are driving along. Julia yawns and stretches.
JULIA SHWEETNER
I feel like the happiest woman in the world. I cant wait to be back to the quiet life and half way out of the city.
CHRISTIAN
Itll be nice to have you back here when youre free from your infinite amounts of work.
JULIA SHWEETNER
Everyones eyes were shinning at the mall today, everyone there was so happy. It was really something to see.
CHRISTIAN
One very smart man has once told me: To find the meaning of the life is to find happiness, and to find happiness is exactly the meaning of the life.
Julia smiles.
JULIA SHWEETNER
I simply adore you.
Julia kisses Christian, passionately drawing herself to his neck.
CHRISTIAN
We need to talk in the bedroom
JULIA SHWEETNER
(Smiling)
Oh, Christian
EXT. MINNEAPOLIS THE SUPERMARKET NIGHT
Hoffman and his gang get out of the jeep and walk toward the supermarket. The shop is closed. Nearby, in the dark, we see two guys discussing something.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Hazone! Shut these guys up, theyre preventing me from thinking!
Hazone runs up to guys and strikes them with a shovel. They fall on the asphalt and lose consciousness.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Now lets get back to our plans. What do people need to survive with? Food, health treatments, entertainment lets start by depriving people with food! Lets go Silly!
Humpbacked Silly quickly takes out four canisters of gasoline from the car, and a bottle of incendiary mix and six bricks.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Lets do this quickly. Break the windows, pour the gasoline, and set it on fire and get the hell out of here. Ready?
Hitch, Silly and Hazone nod.
HAROLD HOFFMAN
Lets force them into hunger! Lets bring them to a life of ruin and hopelessness. No life, no light, no hope, only thoughts of death.
They quickly throw bricks into the show windows and pour the gasoline inside. In the supermarket, a flame flashes. They run away before it blows up.