The bright early morning backdrop of London, England can be seen, the camera focusing on the London Eye, a huge Ferris wheel type tourist attraction, showing you the whole of London from one vantage point. The morning sun shines off the river Thames, as the morning boats, both tour and public transporters, move along either side of the banks. The camera turns to see Alex Rush on the balcony of his London home, looking out at the scene as people rush to work. Alex long matted hair sits on his head in his usual messy style. The camera drops down to see him wearing just union Jack tight briefs and strangely, one orange sock. He taps his chin as he looks out.
Alex: I wonder if I could use one of those pod things on that giant wheel to throw a party with me and about twenty dolly's.
He nods his head slowly but the door bell from inside attracts his attention. He looks in to the room and sighs.
Alex: The door is too far away.
As if a light bulb appears above his head, he waves his finger.
Alex: I'll take the broom broom!
Alex steps in to the room and looks down to the floor to the right, looking at a go kart. He quickly jumps in and puts his foot down on the pedal and the car shoots forward, covering the whole twelve feet towards the door. He hops off the go kart and stands up, reaching for the door handle and opening it. He looks outside but his face changes to horror as he looks at what's standing on the doorstep.
Alex: Holy fuckamoly!
The camera shows the person outside. A man dressed in a clown mask, his face pale, with a painted red smile and huge teeth. Orange hair sits on his head and a red nose on his face.
Alex: Take anything you want but leave the pumpkin alone!
The man waves his arms around, but Alex pulls back his arm and throws a fist towards the clown but the clown moves his head to the side, avoiding the punch and raising his hand in a defensive stance. He pulls off the mask to show his face as Kale Smith.
Kale: Strewth mate! Nearly knocked me block off!
Alex: You was a big scary clown and no one likes a big scary clown. If these things were white, they wouldn't be tighty whiteys, they'd be tighty shiteys!
Kale: Queen might chop off ya head for making a mess of the flag.
Alex: Well cacking meself was not what I had planned for this morning. Well not at this time anyway.
Alex points his thumb to the inside of the apartment, inviting Kale through the door. Kale walks in, rubbing his arms with his hands.
Kale: Did I ever tell ya, you're bloody country is bloody freezing?
Alex shrugs his shoulders, pushing his hair up as he does.
Alex: Well it's like October everywhere, so it is a bit nippy.
Alex points to his nipples if to prove a point.
Alex: See what I mean, get any closer and these things will poke your peepers out from ya head. Had a dolly like that once, used to hang me hat on hers. Used to be a game like ring toss.
Kale: Mate, it ain't that cold in Oz, getting warmer.
This causes Alex to front at Kale.
Alex: So what you're trying to say is you're from opposite world.
Kale: Yep.
Alex: Wait, does that mean no?
Kale: Nah.
Alex runs his fingers through his hair, not making his thick locks any neater than before by doing so.
Alex: Does that mean, yes?
Deciding to change the subject, Kale points to the sofa, where a pumpkin sits.
Kale: What's with the pumpkin?
Alex shrugs his shoulders with a casual look.
Alex: Almost Halloween, innit?
Kale nods as he looks at it.
Kale: Yeah mate, but why does it have a hole cut in to it?
The camera turns to see a hole cut in the pumpkin, in the front. Alex looks at Kale with a calm look on his face.
Alex: Tried to carve it, got bored, then decided to get drunk and watch South Park. Mate, I watched so much South Park.
Kale: How much?
Alex scratches his head as a thoughtful look crosses his face.
Alex: Not like a hundred percent sure, but I watched so much, I started to feel bad and wanted to start a Go Fund Me thingy for Kenny. That poor bastard dies a lot, his family are poor, how the hell do they keep affording his funeral?
Kale looks blankly at Alex, who stands looking seriously back at Kale.
Kale: I'd support that mate, make a donation and all.
Alex smiles at Kale, not listening to his sarcastic tone as he bops his head up and down and give him a quick thumbs up.
Alex: Nice one pal, I will set one up soon.
Kale nods at Alex, but Alex looks at Kale with a tilted head.
Alex: Wait a sec, what are you doing here? I thought you was in the land of Oz, chasing munchkins, and having a wander down a brightly coloured road with a lion, a witch and a wardrobe.
Kale: I think you mean a lion, tin man and a scarecrow mate.
Alex looks lost as he looks at his friend, with a tilted head.
Alex: Yeah, maybe mate, I mean why would you want to carry a wardrobe with ya? I mean I don't think the lion would help much and the witch, well witches ain't nice.
Kale: Maaaaaaaaaate, you're getting like mixed up. I was in a different kinda Oz.
Alex: With a scarecrow and a tin man and a lion?
Kale puts his hands up, stopping Alex from talking.
Kale: There was no scarecrow, tin man, lion, witch or wardrobe mate.
Alex sits on the sofa, tapping the pumpkin on the top and crossing his lift leg over his right, causing Kale to turn away, covering his eyes with the back of his hand.
Alex: Sounds like a boring place.
Kale points towards Alex' midsection.
Kale: Mate, I think something is trying to escape down there.
Alex looks down, quickly rearranging his underwear.
Alex: The mouse likes popping out the house every now and again. It likes to breathe a little bit. Anyway my munchkin loving mate. What brought you all the way to me place? Was it just in case me left nut pops out and ya wanted to see it?
Kale: Mate, I've seen far worse in the pictures you e mailed me. In ya last e mail, ya said to come to London, before going off to America for your match. It was in the e mail with the picture of you wearing just a sock over your junk and two half naked birds pointing at it.
A wide smile crosses Alex's face.
Alex: That was a fun night. You're right, I did say come over here so we could get completely pissed up, before I fight goldeneye.
Kale: Goldeneye?
Alex: Yeah, ain't that who I'm facing at Climax Control?
Kale: Nah mate, you're facing JT Midas.
Alex pokes his lower lip out as he thinks.
Alex: Doesn't Midas mean golden touch? He might have a golden eye if he had an eye infection, if he lives up to the midas thing.
Kale: Don't think he does mate.
Alex: That's a shame, could you imagine that ability. How it could help people. See a poor homeless guy in the street, pick up a rock, boom, it's now gold! Huge flood, touch the water, gold, no more flood.
Alex curls his lower lip down on the left hand side.
Alex: I do see the drawbacks though, like if you get itchy bollocks and before ya know it, gold testicles are hitting ya in the leg.
Kale: Sounds uncomfortable to me.
Alex: But seriously, I'm pretty happy I get to face JT Midas on his return. I watched him when he was here before, someone gave me training tapes of him and the fella can seriously bust a move when it comes to the sport of sweat and spandex. He seems like good people ya know. SCW is a better place for having him in it, I'm happy I can give him a chance to knock the rust off. Like I said, seems like good people.
Kale: Spoken like a fella who don't care if he wins or loses.
Alex: Life's too short mate.
Kale: Right, you mentioned getting pissed up?
Alex springs to his feet and smiles at Kale.
Alex: That I did me old mate. To the boozer!
Alex walks to the door, opening it up and strolling outside and Kale raises his finger.
Kale: Don't you think you should put more clothes on?
Alex spins on his heels and walks back in, picking up a top hat from the counter and placing it on his head.
Alex: Good shout.
Alex walks back out the door, whistling down the hall.
Kale: How about some pants, or at least some trainers?
Alex: I'm good!
His voice echoes down the hall as Kale follows him out of the door.
Kale: This should be interesting.
He shuts the door behind him as he walks out and the camera fades out.
