[NIGHT]
[CITY STREET. A BAD NEIGHBORHOOD]
[MUSIC. BUBBLY CHORUS]
Do do do dooo, do doo, do waaaah!

A tired young PISCES(?) AGENT runs TOWARDS camera. His STYLISH TRENCHCOAT billows behind him in his flight. He is followed by POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS in John Steed pinstripes and bowlers. They walk with their jaws opened wide and pointing accusingly, like pod people. We can see pulsing bulges on
their foreheads.

[SONG continues]
It doesn't matter what comes, fresh goes better in life...

Young PISCES(?) AGENT gains distance and turns corner at full speed. His STYLISH TRENCHCOAT swirls like a cape.

[SONG continues]
With Mentos fresh and full of Life!

POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS come to the corner. They look in all directions. We see that the street is empty of pedestrians. POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS look at each other wordlessly, then break into efficient teams to search the street.

ALLEY]
[SONG continues]
Nothing gets to you, stayin fresh, stayin cool...

PISCES(?) AGENT is pressed against wall, catching his breath. He reaches into his STYLISH TRENCHCOAT and removes a package of MENTOS. Past the end of the alley, we can see POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS in the distance, searching for the PISCES(?) AGENT. They are obviously coming this way. Facing the PISCES(?) AGENT is a BUM in a SHABBY OVERCOAT. The BUM reflexively has his hand out. He appears to be drunk.

[SONG continues]
With Mentos fresh and full of LIFE!!!

PISCES(?) AGENT tips back his head and puts a MENTOS in his mouth. He looks at the BUM and we see from the PISCES(?) AGENT'S ah-hah! expression and finger snap that he has had an idea.

The BUM looks uneasy. Who, me?

[CITY STREET]
POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS are approaching the mouth of the alley.

[ALLEY]
PISCES(?) AGENT is running TOWARDS camera. He is wearing the SHABBY OVERCOAT. He is sniffing at a lapel as he runs. From his expression we know that the coat stinks.

[SONG continues]
Fresh goes better! Mentos freshness!

As the BUM wearing the STYLISH TRENCHCOAT with the collar turned up exits the ALLEY, he is attacked in George Romero fashion by the POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS. The POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS huddle over the BUM and, judging from their movements, begin to tear the BUM into pieces.

[SONG continues]
Fresh goes better with Mentos, fresh and full of life!

The POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS are caught in the headlights of a passing taxi. In the darkness we cannot tell the make of the car or which side the driver is seated in. The POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS spring up from their task in surprise and gape at the passing taxi. Then, in a synchronized manner the POSSESSED BUREAUCRATS simultaneously wag their bloody finger in mock disapproval and smile in good humored defeat.

[ANNOUNCER]
Mentos! The Freshmaker!

[MEDIUM CLOSE-UP]
Freeze frame on cockily smiling PISCES(?) AGENT in the rear seat of the taxi, holding up a package of MENTOS. His other hand is obscured by shadow, but appears to be giving a peace sign. Oddly, his hand appears to be turned with the back towards us.