Post by Anthony Jordan on Jan 19, 2012 18:18:05 GMT -4
*The scene opens up in the Team USCW locker room. “The Role Model” is shown walking up to the refrigerator and removing a Post-It note. He reads it aloud.*
Jordan: “Dear AJ, tell Scorpion to pick up more chocolate/vanilla/strawberry ice cream.”
*Jordan tosses the note aside and opens the freezer. He pulls out some Neapolitan ice cream. He opens the container and finds the contents whole aside from the chocolate part, which is empty. He locates another container of Neapolitan ice cream, opens it and finds the same thing. He groans as he tosses the containers back in the freezer and shuts the door. As he turns around, he is face-to-face with Scorpion.*
Jordan: “Do not bother buying any more ice cream. We will not enable Greg's wastefulness. If he wants to be smart and buy just chocolate ice cream or eat all three flavors, then you can listen to him again.”
Scorpion: “I don't care about ice cream! I want blood, and you have to help me!”
Jordan: “Is that roving gang of First Graders giving you trouble again? I have their parents' numbers. I will call them again. We are above solving our issues with violence.”
*The wrestler finishes his hypocritical sentence and pats Scorpion on the shoulder. Jordan goes to turn away, but Scorpion grabs him by the shoulder and spins him back around.*
Scorpion: “No, this is about Anarchy! Team USCW has the New Age Outlaws, right?”
Jordan: “Yeah. What of it?”
Scorpion: “I want your spot! And not your dog, Spot, a liver spot or a Sun spot, but your spot!”
Jordan: “Settle down, Arn. Why do you want to team with Greg so bad?”
Scorpion: “I don't care who's on my team! I want Gunn!”
Jordan: “I think I will regret this, but why do you want Billy Gunn?”
Scorpion: “It started almost fifteen years ago...”
*Scorpion's voice trails off as the screen becomes hazy and switches to a bar. Billy Gunn is sitting on a stool ordering a drink as Scorpion walks up in his old wrestling gear, which was a blue tank top and hot pants that said “Mr. Butt” on the back. Scorpion takes the seat next to Gunn.*
Scorpion: “What up, 'Bad Ass?'”
Gunn: “What up, Butt?”
Scorpion: “What's got you so down, brother in the anal fraternity?”
Gunn: “My career's stalling. It's not very bad ass to be 'Bad Ass.' I don't know what do.”
Scorpion: “I know the feeling. I was in that very spot not too long ago, but look at me now! You have to be true to yourself. Once you do that, the fans respond.”
Gunn: “Oh yeah?”
Scorpion: “Of course! I'm a butt man, and I am unashamed! I'm a lover of many kinds. A little tight one can stop me on a dime.”
*Gunn laughs and nods.*
Scorpion: “The best surprises always sneak up from behind, so don't give up. My career turned around and now me and Road Ferret are getting calls from tons of feds! New Outlaws will own wrestling! Find what you love, and you will, too.”
Gunn: “I think I get what you mean.”
*Gunn gives a sly smile and tosses back his shot as the screen transitions back to the Team USCW locker room.*
Jordan: “So Billy Gunn actually stole that horrible idea? That is so much worse than coming up with it on his own.”
Scorpion: “Exactly! That thief needs to pay his pound of flesh for his crime!”
Jordan: “I understand your anger. You could have had that mediocre career that went nowhere.”
Scorpion: “It would have been a dream come true.”
*Feeling for his assistant, Jordan shrugs and offers him a deal.*
Jordan: “I really do not have to fight those geriatrics. That is not what I came back for. However, downgrading from me to you is a big deal. I will only switch places with you if Greg gives his seal of approval.”
Scorpion: “Then I'm off to find Ripper!”
*Scorpion marches off as the scene ends.*
