by Colin Fisher
Like any other man-on-the-street commercial, someone just off-camera stops a passer-by who is definitely a mom. The off-screen voice is male.
Excuse me, would you like to play a game? How much do you trust Febreze?
Oh, I love that stuff! It hides the smells of the ethnic foods my husband likes!
Let’s put it to the test, shall we?
INT. DARK ROOM
Close-up of the mom’s dimly lit, blindfolded face.
Now, what do you smell?
Umm, I smell laundry, and, like, springtime?
Wonderful! Now, take a look around you.
The mom takes off her blindfold, as the shot widens to show the contents of the room. It is human carnage. Body parts, splatters, pieces of people hanging from the ceiling. The mom is pleasantly surprised.
Well whadda ya know?
I want you to make a choice. Febreze, or the other leading brand of odor neutralizer?
Well mister, you better believe I’m going with Febreze!
Now tell me, what do you find is the best thing for cleaning up blood splatters? Because I tell you, I have the toughest time...
FADE OUT on their conversation, and
CUT TO a bottle of Febreze, with the mom out of focus in the background carrying on with the voice.