Sports photos and posters are framed on the walls. The signs
of global marketing are omnipresent. Each agent has a silver
tray containing soft drinks and a glass pitcher of water.
Through the glass window, we see a large office divided up
into many cubicles.
Thirty-three out of shape agents
guiding the careers of 2,120 of
the most finely-tuned athletes
Near the end of the table sits Jerry Maguire. The word
"millions" appears often and easily in his conversation.
Shot moves in.
... in this economy, sometimes
emotions run a little high.
INT. UNDERGROUND PARKING GARAGE -- HOUSTON -- DAY
An unmarked car pulls into the underground parking facility
of the Houston Police Department. A cluster of chattering
media members move in on the car. ("Baja!!" "Baja, over
here!!") Back doors open, and out steps Jerry Maguire with
huge offensive lineman, BOBBY "BAJA" BRUNARD, 22. He is
angry, and he is handcuffed.
Was the girl 16 or seventeen?
Were you aiming at anyone when you
fired the shot in the 7/l1?
Jerry whips in between Baja and the taunting media, blocking
him off and forcing him through the glass doors into the
police department. Professional smile in place, Maguire
Listen, there's no proof of
anything except that this guy is
a sensational athlete.
In the background, we hear baja bellowing insults at the
INT. ATLANTA RED CARPET ROOM -- ANOTHER DAY
Jerry now sits next to a towering white 27 year-old
basketball player with a bad haircut. He is CALVIN NACK.
They are signing a contract in the airport lounge. A little
BOY approaches the player with a basketball trading card.