As a bunch of trenchcoated mobsters are moving around pieces of furniture, their leader is telling another man "And if you don't have the money tomorrow, your house isn't the only thing we'll rearrange."
The gangster with his hands out in front of him as if to judge whether the sofa works in its new location really sells this one.
A man cheerfully whistles as he pushes a wheelbarrow of coal in Hell. Above him, two demons watch in confusion.
Demon: You know, I just don't think we're reaching that guy...