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Arliss (narrating):
For most of us,

the dream of
becoming a champion,

remains a fantasy.

But for a special few,

it is very much a reality.

We cheer them,

we live through them.

Athletes are our last warriors.

My job is to make
their dreams come true.

(water splashing)

My name is Arliss Michaels,

I represent athletes.

These are my stories.

♪ Don't know what it is
that makes me love you so ♪

♪ I only know I never
wanna let you go ♪

♪ 'Cause you started
something oh, can't you see ♪

♪ That ever since we met
you had a hold on me ♪

♪ It happens to be true ♪

♪ I only wanna be with you ♪

♪ I just wanna be
beside you everywhere ♪

♪ As long as we're
together, honey, I don't care ♪

♪ 'Cause you started
something oh, can't you see ♪

♪ That ever since we met
you had a hold on me ♪

♪ No matter what you do ♪

♪ I only wanna be with you ♪

Arliss (narrating): It's no secret
that my three favorite sports

are baseball,
baseball, and baseball.

There is nothing that
fills my heart more

than entering the
sanctity of a locker room.

Hey, you guys.

- God, man, get outta here.
- Jesus, put that out.

Hey, this is a Bolivar,

first class second-hand smoke.

You got a problem, take it
up with the Commissioner.

- Whose side will he take?
- (chuckles)

Sir, would you sign my ball?

My dad here says you're
the best agent in the business.

Really? Sure.

Hold this.

Your boy, Jimmy?

Oh, yeah.

You know, you're having
one hell of a season.

Thanks, Arliss.

I mean, I don't know where
this team would be without you.

Four straight wins,

all saved by my incomparable
closer, Skip Meyers.

No smoking in the
clubhouse, Arliss.

Don't...!

Stay away from that guy,
you know better than that.

Come on, it's been four
years since the strike.

A scab is scabbed for life,

his kind don't heal.

Excuse me, but
Greenbriar there's

the reason you're only two
back in the pennant race.

I mean, he might
be the difference

between you pitching in October

or cleaning out your locker.

He crossed the
picket line, Arliss.

- I know that...
- Look!

I don't want to talk some scab.

Let's go eat, alright?

Sure, sure.

Can I get my cigar back?

Arliss (narrating): It's
fashionable to blame unions

for the downfall of
professional sports.

As an agent, let me assure you

the game would not be
where it is without them.

Fucking unions!
When did this happen?!

A couple of hours ago.

If football is gonna put a 3%
cap on agents' commissions,

baseball and basketball
are gonna do the same thing.

This is just another example

of the agents getting
boned up the ass.

You know, I'm sick
of being persecuted.

It's a bunch of bullshit.

I say we fight.

Pool our resources,
challenge this!

We?

The agents!

We have a summit,
nip this in the bud!

Right, fat chance.

The Iraqis and the Kurds got a
better chance of getting together

than a room full of agents.

Well, it would take a
leader of some vision.

You know who'd be great at this?

Mike Armstrong, he
once ran for mayor.

And lost!

I say it's time we put
aside our differences.

I say it's time for enemies
to unite for a common cause.

I'll set up the meeting.

Arliss (narrating): America
was built on teamwork

and I'm not just
talking about sports.

(phone rings)

Arliss Michaels' office.

I'm sorry he's in an
important meeting

with Mitch Richmond right now.

Mitch, I got Gatorade,

Powerade and marmalade
fighting over you.

Listen, when I visit you in
Sacramento next week...

Arliss, I got traded from
Sacramento to DC last April.

You didn't let me finish.

When I'm in Sacramento next week

and I'm gonna
visit your old place

and pick up your
mail and deliver it

to your new place in
Washington personally.

Thanks.

Arliss, uh, you're gonna be
late for that summit thingy.

Right, I'm on my way.

(clattering)

Game!

Arliss (narrating): My
passion for America

carries over into
all facets of my life.

I make sure everything
I own is union

and American made.

(car won't start)

Oh, no.

Kiss my ass with a straw.

Shit.

See that's what happens
when you pump your own gas

and don't check
your oil regularly.

Well, thank you Ms. Goodwrench.

I left the lights on, okay?

I need to borrow your car.

My car?

Come on, come on,
I'm late for my summit.

Come on.

Come back with
a full tank of gas

and don't smoke in my car.

Wouldn't dream of it.

(humming)

What the hell she got back here?

Jesus Christ. What
the hell is this?

Nail polish remover.

Jesus. Chicks, always got
some kind of shit in the car.

Arliss: Jeremy Brenner.

Mike Armstrong.

There's no way I'm getting
out of this hunk of shit.

(beeping)

(gears grinding)

- Oh, fuck.
- (car revving)

Come on! Come on!

What!

(door handle clicking)

Shit.

Let me out of here!

(horn honking)

Hey, hey!

Piece of shit! Hey!
Hey! Let me outta here!

Jesus fucking Christ!

Help! (coughing)

(beeping)

(coughing)

Fuck, were you taking a siesta?

You ain't getting
no fucking tip.

Greenbriar: Are you okay?

Arliss, you okay!

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm okay.

Thanks, Jimmy.

Forget about it, man.

(panting)

Sorry about the window.

Arliss (narrating): The
most important ingredient

for any winning
team is chemistry.

That means putting
aside individual goals

for the greater good.

Remember, there
is no "I" in team.

(indistinct chatter)

Where the hell have you been?

I'll tell you later.

But know this, Stanley,
time is precious.

Savor every moment
you have, because it's...

(bang)

First agent union
meeting will come to order.

An agent's union?

We prefer the word alliance.

I prefer the word
snow-ball's chance in hell.

Brenner, that's because a
three percent cap on commissions

is a raise for undercutting
pricks like you and Rosenhaus.

Excuse me.

Did you get your neck lipo-ed?

- (Rosenhaus snickering)
- Good one.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen,
now is not the time to fight.

Now is the time to unite.

Arliss, cut the rhyming shit.

It doesn't become you.

If the player's union is
going to cut commissions

then we all should agree
to invoice certain services

like estate planning,
income taxes.

It's the way we make it back.

Three percent is bullshit.

When I first started in this
business, we charged hourly.

My first client, Booth Lusty,

gave me $100 and a
honey baked ham to do his...

Nurse, Nurse, do
you mind, Gramps,

I gotta be somewhere in June.

I'll be, Arliss!

Someone here older than you.

You know, Brenner,
life is too short

to put up with irritating
little hemorrhoids like you.

Ollie Fogel has seven former
clients in the Hall of Fame.

Show him some respect.

How many clients
you got now, Gramps?

That's what I thought.

Although, I'm intrigued by the
notion of enlightening people.

I need to be enlightened

as to who's gonna
govern this alliance.

Since no one else
here has the experience

or the clout that I do.

I will volunteer to
lead. What do you say?

- Oh, no.
- Bullshit.

No.

Your loss, gentlemen.

I nominate Stanley Babson.

- Seconded.
- Man: What for?

Why? How do we
know we can trust him?

Because he's the
only one at this table

that hasn't been indicted.

(indistinct muttering)

It's never gonna work.

Anybody who doesn't
go along with our union

will walk the rest of
their life with a limp.

Gentlemen, a toast to our
ever lasting brotherhood.

A brotherhood that will
last into the new millennium.

To solidarity.

Solidarity.

Who had the egg salad?

Let me guess.

You had the smoked
turkey for lunch, right?

Jimmy G.

You're still here.

I decided to hang around.

Oh, man, God smiled on me

when he placed you
here this afternoon.

So this where you hang out?

My teammates hate it.

That's why I come here, Arliss.

I just want to say
how much I appreciate

what you did pulling
me out of there, man.

I just, um... Look if there's
anything I can ever do for you,

you give me a call.

Well, actually, there is.

Great, what is it?

Well, Arliss, my, uh,
my brother-in-law,

he's a divorce lawyer
and he's done all my deals.

All he can get me
are one-year contracts.

And, you know, I gotta
think that somebody like you

could get me, maybe,
a multi-year deal.

And I was hoping that
you could be my agent.

Well, I'd be honored
to be your agent.

I would love for that to happen.

But you see...

I'd have to think about it.

Okay, yeah, think about it.

Why the hell did you cross
the picket line, Jimmy?

I just wanted to
play ball, Arliss.

But it wasn't major league ball.

Man, I had been in the
minors for nine years.

With a wife, a
three year old kid.

I was gonna go sell life
insurance for my father-in-law.

But then here comes
this opportunity.

Some people called it a strike.

Arliss, if I didn't cross,

I would have quit the game

and never had the chance
to prove that I belong.

(scoffs)

Belong.

Yeah,

I sure belong, don't I?

Look, I gotta get going.

Jimmy, you gotta understand,

if I represent you,

I mean, there's a chance
that half my baseball clients

they might bolt on me.

Hey, don't beat yourself up.

I would have come
by and asked anyway.

I'm to the M's on my agent list.

Jimmy?

Let me check the
temperature, okay?

Shit.

Oh, how did it go?

Not good.

I think people
are still pissed off.

Well, the other agents are
always pissed off at you.

I meant how did
it go with my car?

Oh, that.

It burned up.

Burned up?

Well, not totally.
It's still running.

It was an electrical fire.

Rita, I could have been killed.

Yeah, but you weren't.

Now, I don't mean
to sound callous here,

but, um, what about my car?

Oh, don't worry.

I'll lease you a new one.

A new one... a new
car? Oh, God, Arliss.

Arliss, thank God you're alive.

- Thank God you're alive.
- Yeah, yeah, hey, hey!

Within reason.

Um, well, I really like those
new Volkswagen Beetles.

Do you?

I thought you were
gonna say Infiniti or Lexus.

- Shit.
- Listen.

I need you to go to Costco and
get me a bunch of nicotine patches,

lots of gum and
get rid of these.

You're quitting cigars?

Absolutely.

Those things will kill you.

Tony La Russa, let
me ask you a question,

you're around all these guys
and managing the team, you know?

Do you still feel there's
some kind of resentment

with the replacement
ballplayers?

You have a chance to
represent one of 'em?

Well, I don't know... I don't
know if I would do that or not.

Let me explain it one way.

You would understand
the term replacement

because then all your clients
they would be replacing you.

Well, I would never
represent any of these guys.

You know, I'm a union guy too.

That's smart.

You know who's having
a helluva a year this year,

is, uh, Greenbriar,
I'm surprised.

Oh, Arliss, you know
we can't talk about that.

You're Jack Buck. You've been around
this game more than anybody else.

You know the
feelings of the people.

Why do you ask
me these questions

you know the answer to already?

Some of these guys
would rather finish last

then have a scab
on the ball club.

Don't you have other clients?
Are you broke, or what?

You think Skip
wouldn't go for it?

Can't get it by Skip
no matter what you do.

We are talking
about Skip, right?

So, I'm in the woods on twelve,

made a full swing,

smashed my fingers
against the tree,

damn thing wouldn't
stop bleeding.

- Yeah!
- Good thing it wasn't your pitching hand.

You know, speaking of
scabs, that Jim Greenbriar,

he pitched another
great game the other day.

I mean that's
five straight wins.

I mean if he helps
you win the pennant,

it's gonna be like
what strike, huh?

- Huh?
- No.

No, he'll never be
out of my dog house.

Damn right, Skip.

I mean, you can't
let these guys forget.

Wait a minute, Kirby,
didn't you cross the line?

I mean weren't
you the quarterback

in the Rams '87
replacement team?

Absolutely not.

I got cut.

Skip, I mean, it's been
years since the strike.

I mean the guy's helping to win.

Arliss, three generations

of my family worked
in the steel mills.

My grandfather suffered
permanent brain damage

from a blow to his skull

delivered from a
union-buster's club.

But they stuck
together back then

so they could
have a better life.

No excuse me, a normal life.

Don't feel sorry for
this Jim Greenbriar.

So nobody talks to him.

He's getting off easy.

Arliss?

What are you doing here?

I'm just teasing you, big guy.

(chuckles)

We put our bitter
past behind us.

Now we're simpatico, huh?

That's right. So, I guess I'll be
seeing you tomorrow at the meeting.

Oh, you didn't get my fax?

What fax?

Mike Armstrong has
dropped out of the alliance.

Oh, why?

He's taking a
$500,000 consulting fee

from the football player's union

to revamp their pension
and health plans.

We've determined this to be

just a massive
conflict of interest,

and so we threw him out.

My counsel informs me that since
our businesses are incorporated,

we might be running the
risk of collusion if we unionize.

Oh, great,

Barry White here's an agent

and he's worried
about breaking the law.

Oh, this alliance is
gonna have teeth, fellas.

(scoffing)

While we're on the
subject of the toothless,

the mash potatoes are
the special today, Gramps.

I've got a
handkerchief full of snot

that has more class than you.

When I first started
in this business...

The Chinese were laying the
transcontinental railroad, Father Time.

- Fucking little piss ant.
- (agents "ooh-ing")

Moving on.

And where the hell is Arliss?

He, uh, had a medical emergency.

Are you sure they're
in the right place?

There is a two month
wait on the Bug,

but while I was at the lot, I
happened to see this really cute "Z3"

with only 5,000 miles on it.

What are you talking about?

You don't deserve
something used.

You deserve something new.

New?

A new window and...

new upholstery.

Hey, yeah, between this
and a new detailing job,

your car will be as good as new.

- You're a saint.
- Ah!

Listen call the mouse and get
me Brent Carroll on the horn.

So what if we lost a couple
of people out of the alliance?

The alliance is in good shape.

Mike Armstrong. (scoffs)

It'll be alright, as long as
the rest of us stick together.

- Yes.
- Hey, Kirby.

Andre Rison.

What's this I hear
about you guys billing me

for estate planning
and income taxes?

Who, uh, who told you that lie?

Jeremy Brenner.

Jeremy Brenner
is a thief and a liar.

I know that. That's why I signed
with his partner, Alvin Epps.

Partner?

Sorry guys, it's been real.

(groans)

The Epps-Brenner agency?

You guys are partners now?

Brenner (on phone): Yep, I
said his name could come first

if I got the office
with the shitter.

He was my second
choice, Stanley,

I would have preferred to
team with one of my own people.

You did. You're both low-life
thieving, two-timing scum fucks.

- (cackling)
- You used insider information from our union

To take away one of our clients.

You better hope your mail's
not ticking when you open it!

If that's a threat,
Stanley, blow me.

(gasps)

How dare you use the alliance
for your own personal gain.

Oh, please whatever you do,

don't kick us out
of the alliance.

Not that. Oh, God.

Oh, lordy.

What we do without the
suckling tit that is the holy alliance.

(both laughing)

I think we're being mocked.

Brent Carroll, how's the
keeper of the kingdom?

Busy, Michaels, busy.

I got the television affiliates
convention coming up.

I'm still trying to nail
down the video tie-ins

with McDonald's on
our holiday release

and I've got to bump
the Ice Capades

because the hockey
team made the playoffs.

This is about your
baseball team.

Oh, what is it?
You need tickets?

Are we at home?

I just called to remind you that

Skip Meyers got his
30th save last night.

Don't tell me you want
to open discussions

on the new contract, Arliss?

Of course not. Although the way
Skip and that Jimmy Greenbriar

are pitching right now,

boy, I'd want to sign
them to a long term deal,

because if they keep it
up, it's gonna get expensive.

Skip signed through '99 and if
Greenbriar doesn't sign a new one-year deal

before the deadline,
I'll trade him.

Trade him? What
are you talking about?

You're in the middle
of a pennant race.

He's got this
mook brother-in-law

that wants me to commit
to a multi-year deal.

If I can't sign Greenbriar,

then I'll just trade him
for some prospects.

How can you trade him?

You're only two
games out of first

and he's your hottest starter.

I thought you were
committed to winning.

We are committed to winning,
it's just not our only agenda.

This is crazy.

Greenbriar's the guy you want.

I mean, plus, you can sign
him for a reasonable amount

and solidify your staff
for the next three years.

Why are you so interested
in Greenbriar all of a sudden?

What are you his agent now?

No, no, no of course not.

What are you insane?

I would never represent a scab.

What would make you say that?

Cause you're a
bottom feeder. Gotta go.

(dialtone)

Shit.

You're helping Greenbriar?

Oh, fine, and they say
I'm the irresponsible one.

The guy pulled me
out of a burning car

and now he wants
me to represent him.

What am I supposed to do?

Arliss, you take
on Jim Greenbriar,

it will be the last baseball
player this agency ever signs.

I didn't say I would do it.

I feel I gotta help him.

You can't do that.

You tell scab boy, no.

I mean it's not like he
saved your life or anything.

Jim Greenbriar
is here to see you.

He's here?! No, no, no, no.

Jimbo, how you doing, bro!

Arliss.

He said you saved his life.

- Well...
- Thanks a lot.

Oh, would you like
something to drink?

Coffee would be
great. Thank you.

Hey, hey, Jim, I
would have called you.

I mean you didn't
have to come up here.

Oh, that's okay. I was
just getting a little anxious

to know if you were gonna
represent me, you know?

Oh, I can't talk right now.

Let me walk you out, but

after all I have been
making some inquiries.

- You have?
- Yeah, yeah.

Black's fine. He likes it black.

Anyway, but your
agent should be able

to get you about $7
million for three years.

Three years, $7 million!

God, that would be great.

You said your agent.

You mean I have an agent?

Listen, I'd love to
represent you, Jim.

What the hell's he doing here?

- Skip.
- Arliss, are you representing a scab?

Hey, you know what? I'm
tired of you calling me a scab

and I'm tired of you talking
around me like I don't exist.

You know why?

Because in my
world, you don't exist.

All I do every day is bust
my ass to help our team win.

You care more about the union
than winning the championship.

You're damn straight!

Because thanks to that union, I have
some say about where I get to play,

where I raise my family!

You were trying to
take food off my table!

Yeah, sure, that's
exactly why I crossed.

To take food off your table.

You make enough money
to feed the people of Somalia.

Arliss.

You're my agent
and I respect you,

but if you're representing Jim
Greenbriar, I'll be leaving you.

And believe me, I
won't be the only one.

He's not my agent.

I came up to see if he'd be my
agent, but he turned me down.

Arliss...

thanks for your time.

Jim.

Skip: Jeez, Arliss,
I'm sorry about that.

I was way out of line
accusing you like that.

That's okay.

No, no, I should
have known better.

I knew you were one of us.

Ollie: We don't need
all those assholes.

It's you and me, Curly.

You and me against all
these other power fuckers.

We'll burn their homes,
fuck their women.

They want to play
rough, let's play rough.

This is wonderful soup.

You and me, Mr. Fogel.

Yeah.

You and me against the world.

Oh, I've been through
the wars, my friend.

I took on Charlie
Finley and won.

And the celebration has started

and at the center
is Jim Greenbriar

who after coming over in
a trade from Los Angeles

has won his third start to
push St. Louis over the top.

Let's see if we can't get a word
with him. Excuse me, Jim, Jim!

Congratulations,
it's got to feel great.

Oh, it sure as hell does, Tom.

I understand management recently
signed you to a multi-year deal.

- Is that correct?
- Thanks to this man right here.

My agent, Ollie Fogel.

Ollie.

I'm just doing
my job, that's all.

Hey, Jimmy!

Your wife's gonna be
wearing sables, I'm telling you.

Anyway, Jim,

about that bases loaded
jam in the seventh...

Arliss (narrating):
Where you find success,

you find teammates
helping teammates.

Friends helping friends.

This one's gonna
take a while to get over.

Here, let me get that for you.

We were one starting pitcher
away from going to the series.

Yeah.

Arliss (narrating): The game
is a part of us, a part of me.

Old habits are tough to break.

The great French philosopher,
Jacques Barzun said,

"Whoever wants to know
the heart and mind of America,

had better learn baseball."

I think it's more true
today than ever before.

My name is Arliss Michaels.

I represent athletes.

These are my stories.

♪ ♪