...exactly thirty-two minutes ago.
I'm sorry I'm late.
Do you know how much information
I didn't find out about this very
Delacroix looks at his Jaeger-LeCoultre.
Four minutes ago.
about this get-together except you?
I wasn't told about this until
Marie informed me as soon as I got
off the elevator.
People, you can attempt to pull a
Rodman like our friend Delacroix,
but I guarantee you'll be sent
packing just like him.
These are the standings. Read 'em
and weep. As you can plainly see
DUNWITTY (O.S.) (CONT'D)
Look at 'em people. We are BOOTY,
CA CA. We are DOO-DOO. Doo-doo on
a stick, if you will.
I do not like to be the laughing
stock of the broadcast industry. I
have pride and people, you better
start getting some too. These
numbers have to go up.
Dunwitty turns on the lights. JOAN, one of the writers,
raises her hand.
So what do you want us to do?
What I want everyone to do is write
some material that is FUNNY. The
junk you've been writing is about
as funny as a dead baby. It's not
funny, it's not new. It's not sexy.
It, it, it...
SUCKS. Thank you, Fish. This
meeting is over but I want everyone
said and how you can deliver.
Synopsis: A blistering satire of network television's pitfalls and prejudices, a humorous look at how race, ratings and the pursuit of power lead to a television writer's stunning rise and tragic downfall. Pierre Delacroix, a young, Harvard-educated man, who is the sole person of color, writing for an upstart network with floundering ratings. Despite several attempts, Delacroix has yet to see any of his concepts go into production.