A big, romantic boat. The boat would sink. The film would be a blockbuster, a movie that teen-age girls would see three and four and five times, until they could mime every line and gesture. Obviously, this is only a dream, since no self-respecting teen idol would work for a cigarette company, and no cigarette company could ever get away with so blatantly targeting an adolescent audience. Whatever you cannot do for yourself, Hollywood, apparently, will do for you.
Most movies are, in some way, linked to a specific brand.
There are no parents, no older brothers, no foreman . . . in Marlboro Country. Leonardo DiCaprio smoking pensively on the Titanic deck is classic Marlboro Man. The swells in first class trading cigarettes are Dunhill. As for the climactic smoking scene, in which Winslet coquettishly snatches a cigarette from a man's mouth, that's pure Joe Camel.