INT. KAROAKE BAR — NIGHT
We move past many Big Men celebrating Tidwell, singing along, sharing their Monday Night victory, onto melancholy Jerry
Maguire. He watches, cellular at his side, as a YOUNG AGENT approaches.
YOUNG AGENT
Jerry Maguire. I’m Tommy Bendis.
You don’t know me, I’m a new agent,
just getting started. I represent
that place kicker over there.
(indicates kicker)
I wondered if you would sign this
for me. Because it inspired me.
He withdraws a well-thumbed copy of Jerry’s Mission Statement. The blue cover is ripped along one edge. It clearly has served as a manifesto for this younger man’s career.
ON JERRY MAGUIRE
He feels the cover, flips through it a little. Memories flood with the passing pages. Shot holds on Jerry’s face, as Tidwell continues singing in the background. Suddenly, an odd feeling. A shiver runs up and down his spine. His forehead tingles. He rubs his face. All he can do is think of Dorothy.
AGENT
Just make it out “To Tommy.”
JERRY
Tommy. I love you.
INT. AIRPORT — NIGHT
Jerry Maguire sprints through the empty airport, heading for the last flight out of town. Music.