Mr. Deeds Goes to Town Page #8

They scramble to their feet. One of the reporters mumbles

something as he passes Mac on the way to the door.

REPORTER:

(Mumbles.)

MAC:

(alert)

What was that?

REPORTER:

(thinking fast -

covering up)

Huh? I said you had dirty plaster.

MED. CLOSE SHOT AT DOOR

As Babe is still flicking her string, trying to get a knot.

The reporters file past her on their way out. Just as the

last one is approaching, she succeeds in doing the trick.

45. MEDIUM SHOT

As Mac turns to Babe.

MAC:

You too! Thought I could depend on

you, but you're getting as bad as

the rest of them.

He grabs up a handful of papers and starts out.

BABE:

(flicking the string)

Look, I can do it!

MAC:

What's gotten into you, Babe? I

remember the time when you'd blast

this town wide open before you'd

let Cobb get away with a thing

like this.

CLOSE TWO SHOT:

BABE:

Oh, he's not getting away with

anything.

MAC:

(excited)

Listen, Babe - get me some stuff

on this guy, and you can have—

BABE:

Can I have a month's vacation?

MAC:

With pay!

BABE:

With pay!

MAC:

Uh-huh.

BABE:

(casually, as she

starts away)

Leave four columns open on the

front page tomorrow.

47. MEDIUM SHOT

As Babe crosses to door.

MAC:

Now you're talking, Babe. I'll

keep the whole front page open.

What are you going to do?

BABE:

(at door)

Have lunch.

She exits. Mac's face lights up happily.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. RESIDENCE

48. LONG SHOT

Of a large, imposing-looking residence.

INT. LONGFELLOW'S BEDROOM

49. MEDIUM SHOT

Longfellow stands awkwardly between two tailors - who chalk

and pin a suit on him. After a few seconds of silence:

LONGFELLOW:

It's the first time I ever had a

suit made on purpose.

The tailors smile accommodatingly as CAMERA PULLS BACK and

we discover that both Cedar and Cobb are present. Cobb is

slumped in a chair, and Cedar is carefully putting some

papers away in a portfolio.

CEDAR:

It's merely a suggestion. I don't

wish to press the point, Mr. Deeds,

but if you'll give me your Power

of Attorney we'll take care of

everything. It'll save you a lot

of petty annoyances. Every shark

in town will be trying to sell you

something.

LONGFELLOW:

Oh, yes, there've been a lot of

them around here already. Strangest

kind of people. Salesmen -

politicians - moochers - all want

something. I haven't had a minute

to myself. Haven't seen Grant's

Tomb yet.

CEDAR:

Well, you see, your uncle didn't

bother with that sort of thing. He

left everything to us. He traveled

most of the time, and enjoyed

himself. You should do the same

thing, Mr. Deeds.

LONGFELLOW:

Besides wanting to be my lawyer,

you also want to handle my

investments too?

CEDAR:

Yes. That is to say—

LONGFELLOW:

Well, outside of your regular fee,

how much extra will it cost?

CEDAR:

(too quickly)

Oh - nothing. No extra charge.

LONGFELLOW:

That involves a lot of extra work,

doesn't it?

CEDAR:

(generously)

Yes, but that's an added service a

firm like Cedar, Cedar, Cedar and

Budington usually donates.

LONGFELLOW:

Budington. Funny, I can't think of

a rhyme for Budington yet.

50. WIDER ANGLE

As a butler stands in the doorway.

BUTLER:

The gentlemen from the opera are

still waiting in the board room,

sir. They're getting a trifle

impatient, sir.

LONGFELLOW:

They are? I forgot all about them.

(to Cobb)

What do you think they want?

CEDAR:

Well, your uncle was Chairman of

the Board of Directors. They

probably expect you to carry on.

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