Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #6

30. CLOSE SHOT

Over Longfellow and Cobb's shoulders. As the train begins

pulling out. Longfellow smiles wanly and waves.

LONGFELLOW:

Goodbye, Mrs. Meredith! Goodbye,

Jim! Bye, Buddy! Goodbye, everybody!

(a pause)

Gosh, I've got a lot of friends.

Cobb looks up into Longfellow's face - affected by the

scene.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. TRAIN DRAWING ROOM

31. FULL SHOT

Longfellow is slumped in his seat, his legs sprawled out,

his eyes ceilingward - in deep thought. Cobb sits across

from him. Cedar enters, hangs up his coat, hat and cane.

COBB:

(opening a snifter -

generously)

Have a drink?

LONGFELLOW:

(distractedly)

No, thanks.

Cobb and Cedar exchange a look.

CEDAR:

Will you have a cigar?

LONGFELLOW:

No, thank you.

Cedar sits down.

CEDAR:

(breaking the silence)

I wouldn't worry if I were you. Of

course, a large fortune like this

entails a great responsibility -

but you'll have a good deal of

help. So don't worry. Leave

everything to me.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh, I wasn't worried about that.

CEDAR:

No?

LONGFELLOW:

I was wondering where they're going

to get another tuba player for the

band.

Cobb has just finished taking a drink and can't help but

nearly spit it out.

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:

32. LONG SHOT (STOCK)

The 20th Century crossing the Harlem River.

DISSOLVE TO:

ANOTHER STOCK SHOT

Of the 20th Century going under the street level on Park

Avenue.

DISSOLVE TO:

CLOSE SHOT OF OFFICE DOOR

Upon which we read: "CEDAR, CEDAR & BUDINGTON - ENTRANCE."

CAMERA PULLS BACK to take in Cedar, who opens the door and

walks through.

INT. GENERAL OFFICE

CLOSE TRUCKING SHOT

With Cedar as he strides across the room - in business-

like fashion. He comes to a door marked "PRIVATE OFFICES."

He pushes this door opens and disappears.

MAN'S VOICE

(as Cedar passes by)

Hello, John. Where have you been?

CEDAR:

(as he walks briskly)

I've been fishing.

In the background is typical office hub-bub.

CEDAR:

(to a secretary as

he passes)

Good morning, Celia.

SECRETARY:

Good morning, Mr. Cedar.

A chorus of "Good Morning, Mr. Cedar!" issues from the

clerks. A secretary looks up.

INT. PRIVATE OFFICES

CLOSE TRUCKING SHOT

With Cedar - as he passes through the room - arriving at a

door marked "JOHN CEDAR, PRIVATE." He goes through the

door.

INT. CEDAR'S PRIVATE OFFICES - ANTEROOM

37. FULL SHOT

Cedar breezes in and speaks to a secretary.

CEDAR:

Good morning. Where are they?

SECRETARY:

Waiting for you in the other office.

He strides across the room to still another door marked

"PRIVATE" and he disappears.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. CEDAR'S PRIVATE OFFICE

38. FULL SHOT

A group of associates sit around in large leather chairs,

as Cedar barges in.

CEDAR:

(beaming)

Good morning. Hello, boys.

The men come to life. Some rise - others lean forward. Two

of them are brothers of Cedar - tall and athletic. The

third is a small, frightened-looking man. He is Budington.

MEN:

(ad lib)

Hello, John.

What happened?

Well, what's he like?

CEDAR:

We've got nothing to worry about.

He's as naive as a child.

BUDINGTON:

John—

CEDAR:

Close that door.

(into dictograph)

Will you get Mrs. Cedar on the

phone, please?

FIRST BROTHER:

Come on, John. What happened?

CEDAR:

(to associates)

The smartest thing I ever did was

to make that trip.

BUDINGTON:

(anxiously)

John, did you get the - uh—

MED. SHOT - GROUP

Favoring Cedar.

CEDAR:

(interrupting)

No, Budington, I didn't get the

Power of Attorney. But don't worry,

I will.

(beaming to his

brothers)

I asked him last night what he was

going to do with the money, and

what do you suppose he said?

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