Jerry Maguire Page #5

DOROTHY:

Look, my son is allergic to the

material in these blankets -

ATTENDANT:

That's all we have.

The Attendant offers a bundle of soggy cocktail napkins and

is about to exit as Ray makes a gagging noise. He's about to

get sick. Both women reach for an airsick bag, and get it to

his mouth just in time. Their faces are now inches apart.

ATTENDANT:

(continuing)

I'm sorry I was rude just then --

DOROTHY:

It's okay. We're in it together

now...

The Attendant now exits helpfully with the bag.

WOMAN'S VOICE

Don't take anything I say

seriously! I love to flirt!

Dorothy, irritated, leans out into the aisle to look for the

heads that belong to these voices.

BACK TO JERRY AND WOMAN

WOMAN:

You're with the sports people on

the plane, right?

JERRY:

Jerry Maguire. SMI.

WOMAN:

Bobbi Fallon. BPI. I'm producing

the Coke commercials for the

playoffs.

JERRY:

Well. Good luck with that --

He nods, as he reaches up to shut off the light. Politely

stifles another yawn. He shuts his eyes, settles into sleep.

Bobbi leans into his darkness.

WOMAN:

Can I just get a quick "man's"

opinion from you on something?

DISSOLVE TO:

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12.

INT. FIRST CLASS SEATS -- LATER

Bobbi is intense now, unburdening, as tired Jerry listens

like a priest.

WOMAN:

And I can't say his name without

laughing I want to eat him up. I

want to say goodbye to every bad

thought I ever had about

relationships. I mean, I crave

this guy... and yet... why... why

did I have that affair this

weekend? Does that mean I'm not

in love with my boyfriend?

JERRY:

I think you'll know when you see

him at the gate.

WOMAN:

It's the death rattle of my

singlehood, right? Because I

finally see the white picket fence

looming and I love it/hate it/love

it/hate it/ love it... you're

right, I'll know when I see him.

Why is it so easy to talk with

you?! Tell me about your fiancee.

Maguire fights another yawn.

JERRY:

I uh... don't think we're quite at

your pitch yet.

WOMAN:

Tell me, and then you can sleep.

JERRY:

She's an NFL publicist... amazing

sense of style... former

athlete... volleyball... world

class... really knows how to live

every moment of her life, which is

why I should take a nap now...

BACK TO DOROTHY:

Her sleeping son now silent, she can't help but listen.

WOMAN'S VOICE

Tell me how you proposed. I

collect romantic proposal stories.

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13.

JERRY:

No no...

DOROTHY:

(impatient)

Oh, tell the story.

WOMAN:

Oh, tell the story.

BACK TO JERRY -- LATER

JERRY:

--so our first date, she told me

about her favorite place in the

world, the seven pools of Hana on

the island of Maui...

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