Inspector

 

1  INT. ARROW'S OFFICE - HAMUDDERS - LATE AFTERNOON              1

   INSPECTOR and ARROW sit at the OFFICE DESK. ARROW fidgets
   about nervously.

                            INSPECTOR
                Mr. Bentley, today's result is not your doing. The problem is our
                beloved Hamudders. We've been on the
                wrong side of the public imagination
                for far too long. In turn, we're
                facing a total extinction event.

                            ARROW
                ... Is Hamudders closing, Inspector?

                            INSPECTOR
                It is highly probable. However, there is a project we've discussed at H.Q.
                A last resort if you will. An idea we
                believe could raise our sales to the
                sky and beyond...

   Suddenly, the PHONE rings. ARROW answers then hangs it up
   quickly.

                            ARROW
                ... Keep goin' Inspector.

                            INSPECTOR
                Mr. Bentley, we are going to be reselling Flapjax to the public. And
for the big debut event, we'd like you to take the lead.

                            ARROW
                Woah... Inspector. That's uh-An ambitious order. And I'm deeply
honored. But uh, weren't the Flapjack-

                             INSPECTOR 

FlapJAX, Mr. Bentley! With an X! An updated recipe to our most popular item of all time. What better way to re-grab the public's attention than with something they already know and love?!

                            ARROW
                Well, okay, but, but weren't, and I'm  just playing devil's advocate here
                sir, but weren't the Flapjacks called  off because of -

INSPECTOR stands, kicking his chair back. ARROW flinches.

                         INSPECTOR
             Because of that vicious, low balling, American Chicken Bunker, Mr. Bentley!
Horrific rumors were spread about Flapjacks from sheer envy! And soon,
everything came crashing down under us.

ARROW stands, kicking his chair back. INSPECTOR flinches.

                         ARROW
             Dang! I knew it! I knew something was up! The medical reports were
             inconsistent at best!

                         INSPECTOR
             But Mr. Bentley, we can win them back! We can rewrite Hamudders
             history and correct the initial wound. That is... if you're up for
             the challenge.

                         ARROW leans forward.
             Inspector... I'd do anything to save the company that saved me.

                         INSPECTOR
             Pauly would be proud.

ARROW flashes his toothy grin.