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« on: January 11, 2019, 09:40:59 PM »
“Hold on, don’t look back…
You know we’re better, we’re better than that.
Lost and thrown away…
You know we’re better, we’re better than that.
...we are the strays.”
-Promo Class-
(We open to show the inside of Levi Russow’s gym as he stands in the corner in front of a green screen. We see various students working out on the equipment, some practicing moves in the ring, it’s a hustle and bustle kind of day. Levi looks around impatiently and checks his watch again.)
Levi Russow: SLAPPY!
(There’s a slight whimper from inside one of the nearby rooms.)
Levi Russow: GET THE LEAD OUTTA YOUR ASS, MCGOO. IT’S TIME TO WORK.
Voice: ION’T WANNA!
Levi Russow: Do NOT make me come get you!
(Suddenly like a scalded dog a behemoth of a man comes slumping out of the room walking over to Levi and sighing.)
Levi Russow: I know this part ain’t exactly your cup of tea but that’s why we work on it, right? Practice? Let’s go.
Slappy McGoo: I just can’t boss! I can’t be mean ta people!
Levi Russow: Slappy the athleticism and strength is only half of the game and you’ve got that in spades but if you wanna get that briefcase you gotta become the whole package! You gotta learn to promo! Now come on! You got this!
(Levi smacks him on the shoulder and bounces over beside the cameraman who calls action as Slappy stands there, slouching, absolutely mortified.)
Slappy McGoo: H-Hi...my name’s Slappy McGoo...I-I’m the guy that beat Joshua Acquin in my debut and I, well now that I think about it I hope he’s okay I mean I’m not the kinda guy that just-
Levi Russow: CUUUUUUUT!
(Levi paces back and forth rubbing his face with his hands frantically before grabbing Slappy by the collar.)
Levi Russow: What. Was. That?
Slappy McGoo: Well Ion’t wanna hurt no one!
Levi Russow: Then WHY are you HERE?
Slappy McGoo: ‘Cause it’s always been my dream! Ya know that! I promised my dad!
Levi Russow: The people your facing? They don’t give a SHIT about your dream. They don’t give a SHIT about your bleeding heart. And they DAMN sure don’t give a shit about your FATHER.
Slappy McGoo: ...careful.
Levi Russow: What I’m trying to say is if you want to win that briefcase YOU have got to get fired up and get fired up in a hurry.
Slappy McGoo: I’m just not an angry guy!
-Suddenly Across The Gym-
(Jack Russow is struggling on the leg press and screaming for a spotter as two other students walk over and lean on the machine causing more pressure.)
Student 1: Awww is little Jackie havin’ a wittle problem lifting the weight?
(A trainer comes over and spots Jack as he gets up and starts to walk away ignoring them as Student 2 whips him around.)
Student 2: Y’know you don’t belong here, right? You’re only here ‘cause of your dad.
Jack Russow: Yeah, clever, haven’t heard that at all...excuse me.
(Jack turns his back and Student 2 shoves him into the nearby post as Jack hits with a thud. The two jerks surround him and start slapping him, taunting him.)
-Back Across The Gym-
(Levi is still giving Slappy an earful as Slappy hears a familiar voice scream “Leave me alone!”)
Levi Russow: This is WAR kid! So what are you gonna do about it! What’s it gonna take to get you fired up!
(Slappy suddenly and calmly moves Levi forcefully out of the way as a look of absolute murder flashes across his face.)
-On The Other Side Of The Gym-
(The two older students are spilling water on Jack and the entire class is laughing instead of helping. Jack looks like he’s in pain and everything’s hopeless when there’s a sudden shift in the atmosphere of the gym as Rob Zombie’s “Never Gonna Stop” starts playing over the sound system next and before anyone can react Student 1 turns around to a skull shattering headbutt. Levi’s eyes grow wide as he tells the cameraman to grab his gear and get all of this.)
Student 2: Woah...easy big guy, we were just teasin-
Slappy McGoo: You...DARE...lay a hand on my boy?
(Slappy literally grabs the kids legs and starts swinging him back and forth like a baseball bat crashing him into the wall, into the pillar, swinging him like an axe into the floor. It looks very reminiscent of the scene in the Avengers where the Hulk slams Loki around. Slappy lets go of the unconscious kid as Student 1 slowly gets up bleeding from a crack on his forehead.)
Student 1: P-Please…
Slappy McGoo: The fact he’s a Russow gives him TWICE as much right to be here as either of you two bottom-feeding pukes! And if you EVER touch him again, I will break you piece by piece until I feel you’ve learned your lesson. DO YOU UNDERSTAND.
Student 1: Y-Yes sir.
Slappy McGoo: Good! Now apologize.
Student 1: I’m so...so sorry Jack.
Slappy McGoo: Awww that’s nice…
(Slappy gorilla presses the kid and throws him straight through the free weight station. Slappy screams in primal rage, absolutely snapped as he marches back and forth addressing the rest of the gym.)
Slappy McGoo: AND YOU...YOU STAND BY AND LAUGH WHILE ONE OF YOUR BROTHERS IS TORMENTED AND SHAMED...AND FOR WHAT!? HIS LAST NAME!? THINK OF WHERE YOU ARE...THINK OF WHO’S GIVING YOU THIS OPPORTUNITY...THINK OF WHAT HE DID TO GREATER MEN THAN YOU TO AFFORD HIS RIGHT TO OWN HIS OWN GYM...AND THEN REALIZE THAT KILLER’S DNA RUNS THROUGH THIS KID’S VEINS TOO. AND WHEN HE’S GOOD AND READY HE’S GOING TO OUTSHINE *ALL* OF YOU.
(Slappy turns around and sees a camera in his face and gets absolutely livid. Levi backs up a little bit. He’s never been scared of anyone or anything in his life but he’d be a liar if he didn’t admit that “snapped” Slappy...concerned him a bit.)
Slappy McGoo: And you, vile cretin, ALWAYS sticking that God forsaken camera in my face WHAT DO YOU WANT HUH? You want a promo? You want answers? You just wanna come poke fun at the misfit? The outcast? The gentle giant? Look...LOOK at this.
(Slappy walks over to Student 2 and picks him up by the back of his head holding his bleeding visage towards the camera.)
Slappy McGoo: THIS is what you get! THIS is what happens when you pick on the wrong people! I want each and every bully in this world to pay attention that we aren’t TAKING it anymore! And I know you have...I know you ALL have. Acquin, Caleb Storms, St John Cross, Travis Levitt, Senor Vinnie...I know at some point and time YOU have ALL been guilty of treating someone “lesser” than you like dirt and IT’S NOT. HAPPENING. AGAIN...I WON’T LET YOU. That briefcase is just a bonus but if one of you cockroaches manages to slither your way up that ladder and take it before I get my hands on it...that’s fine. Because briefcase or not I WILL be champion of this company one day! Because it’s full of nothing but bullies and a-holes and I will RIP...THIS FOUNDATION APART...BRICK BY FREAKIN’ BRICK IF I HAVE TO! And when I stand on the mountain top and I hold that title up...you won’t laugh at me ever again. NONE OF YOU WILL LAUGH AT ME EVER AGAIN! My size, my demeanor...say what you will, I wear it like armor!
(Slappy looks at the blood on his hands and rubs it across his chest like war paint making both Levi and Jack raise their eyebrows like “Thaaaaat’s not normal.”)
Slappy McGoo: Give me your weak...your tired...your poor. Give me your underdogs. GIVE ME YOUR OUTCASTS. YOUR MISFITS. I want you to reach out and touch your TV screen right now!
(Slappy touches the camera lens.)
Slappy McGoo: DO YOU FEEL THAT? WE ARE STRONGER TOGETHER. WE ARE AN ARMY. THEY CAN’T HURT US IF WE BOND TOGETHER. And in this match, I’m going to show you all exactly what I mean. These five men...these five predators...they want to tear me apart. They want to prove that the weak have no place in this company. But the meek will inherit the Earth because win...or lose...this blood. This crimson war paint I adorn so proudly. I’m coming for that. That briefcase may be of gold but it will drip rubies when I grab ahold of it because my hands...my hands will drip with the essence of your lives. There will be blood...it WILL be yours...and you ARE looking at the next holder of the Golden Briefcase. Scene. OVER.
(Slappy smacks the camera aside and storms off into the back as Levi checks on Jack and we go to black.)
You know we’re better, we’re better than that.
Lost and thrown away…
You know we’re better, we’re better than that.
...we are the strays.”
-Promo Class-
(We open to show the inside of Levi Russow’s gym as he stands in the corner in front of a green screen. We see various students working out on the equipment, some practicing moves in the ring, it’s a hustle and bustle kind of day. Levi looks around impatiently and checks his watch again.)
Levi Russow: SLAPPY!
(There’s a slight whimper from inside one of the nearby rooms.)
Levi Russow: GET THE LEAD OUTTA YOUR ASS, MCGOO. IT’S TIME TO WORK.
Voice: ION’T WANNA!
Levi Russow: Do NOT make me come get you!
(Suddenly like a scalded dog a behemoth of a man comes slumping out of the room walking over to Levi and sighing.)
Levi Russow: I know this part ain’t exactly your cup of tea but that’s why we work on it, right? Practice? Let’s go.
Slappy McGoo: I just can’t boss! I can’t be mean ta people!
Levi Russow: Slappy the athleticism and strength is only half of the game and you’ve got that in spades but if you wanna get that briefcase you gotta become the whole package! You gotta learn to promo! Now come on! You got this!
(Levi smacks him on the shoulder and bounces over beside the cameraman who calls action as Slappy stands there, slouching, absolutely mortified.)
Slappy McGoo: H-Hi...my name’s Slappy McGoo...I-I’m the guy that beat Joshua Acquin in my debut and I, well now that I think about it I hope he’s okay I mean I’m not the kinda guy that just-
Levi Russow: CUUUUUUUT!
(Levi paces back and forth rubbing his face with his hands frantically before grabbing Slappy by the collar.)
Levi Russow: What. Was. That?
Slappy McGoo: Well Ion’t wanna hurt no one!
Levi Russow: Then WHY are you HERE?
Slappy McGoo: ‘Cause it’s always been my dream! Ya know that! I promised my dad!
Levi Russow: The people your facing? They don’t give a SHIT about your dream. They don’t give a SHIT about your bleeding heart. And they DAMN sure don’t give a shit about your FATHER.
Slappy McGoo: ...careful.
Levi Russow: What I’m trying to say is if you want to win that briefcase YOU have got to get fired up and get fired up in a hurry.
Slappy McGoo: I’m just not an angry guy!
-Suddenly Across The Gym-
(Jack Russow is struggling on the leg press and screaming for a spotter as two other students walk over and lean on the machine causing more pressure.)
Student 1: Awww is little Jackie havin’ a wittle problem lifting the weight?
(A trainer comes over and spots Jack as he gets up and starts to walk away ignoring them as Student 2 whips him around.)
Student 2: Y’know you don’t belong here, right? You’re only here ‘cause of your dad.
Jack Russow: Yeah, clever, haven’t heard that at all...excuse me.
(Jack turns his back and Student 2 shoves him into the nearby post as Jack hits with a thud. The two jerks surround him and start slapping him, taunting him.)
-Back Across The Gym-
(Levi is still giving Slappy an earful as Slappy hears a familiar voice scream “Leave me alone!”)
Levi Russow: This is WAR kid! So what are you gonna do about it! What’s it gonna take to get you fired up!
(Slappy suddenly and calmly moves Levi forcefully out of the way as a look of absolute murder flashes across his face.)
-On The Other Side Of The Gym-
(The two older students are spilling water on Jack and the entire class is laughing instead of helping. Jack looks like he’s in pain and everything’s hopeless when there’s a sudden shift in the atmosphere of the gym as Rob Zombie’s “Never Gonna Stop” starts playing over the sound system next and before anyone can react Student 1 turns around to a skull shattering headbutt. Levi’s eyes grow wide as he tells the cameraman to grab his gear and get all of this.)
Student 2: Woah...easy big guy, we were just teasin-
Slappy McGoo: You...DARE...lay a hand on my boy?
(Slappy literally grabs the kids legs and starts swinging him back and forth like a baseball bat crashing him into the wall, into the pillar, swinging him like an axe into the floor. It looks very reminiscent of the scene in the Avengers where the Hulk slams Loki around. Slappy lets go of the unconscious kid as Student 1 slowly gets up bleeding from a crack on his forehead.)
Student 1: P-Please…
Slappy McGoo: The fact he’s a Russow gives him TWICE as much right to be here as either of you two bottom-feeding pukes! And if you EVER touch him again, I will break you piece by piece until I feel you’ve learned your lesson. DO YOU UNDERSTAND.
Student 1: Y-Yes sir.
Slappy McGoo: Good! Now apologize.
Student 1: I’m so...so sorry Jack.
Slappy McGoo: Awww that’s nice…
(Slappy gorilla presses the kid and throws him straight through the free weight station. Slappy screams in primal rage, absolutely snapped as he marches back and forth addressing the rest of the gym.)
Slappy McGoo: AND YOU...YOU STAND BY AND LAUGH WHILE ONE OF YOUR BROTHERS IS TORMENTED AND SHAMED...AND FOR WHAT!? HIS LAST NAME!? THINK OF WHERE YOU ARE...THINK OF WHO’S GIVING YOU THIS OPPORTUNITY...THINK OF WHAT HE DID TO GREATER MEN THAN YOU TO AFFORD HIS RIGHT TO OWN HIS OWN GYM...AND THEN REALIZE THAT KILLER’S DNA RUNS THROUGH THIS KID’S VEINS TOO. AND WHEN HE’S GOOD AND READY HE’S GOING TO OUTSHINE *ALL* OF YOU.
(Slappy turns around and sees a camera in his face and gets absolutely livid. Levi backs up a little bit. He’s never been scared of anyone or anything in his life but he’d be a liar if he didn’t admit that “snapped” Slappy...concerned him a bit.)
Slappy McGoo: And you, vile cretin, ALWAYS sticking that God forsaken camera in my face WHAT DO YOU WANT HUH? You want a promo? You want answers? You just wanna come poke fun at the misfit? The outcast? The gentle giant? Look...LOOK at this.
(Slappy walks over to Student 2 and picks him up by the back of his head holding his bleeding visage towards the camera.)
Slappy McGoo: THIS is what you get! THIS is what happens when you pick on the wrong people! I want each and every bully in this world to pay attention that we aren’t TAKING it anymore! And I know you have...I know you ALL have. Acquin, Caleb Storms, St John Cross, Travis Levitt, Senor Vinnie...I know at some point and time YOU have ALL been guilty of treating someone “lesser” than you like dirt and IT’S NOT. HAPPENING. AGAIN...I WON’T LET YOU. That briefcase is just a bonus but if one of you cockroaches manages to slither your way up that ladder and take it before I get my hands on it...that’s fine. Because briefcase or not I WILL be champion of this company one day! Because it’s full of nothing but bullies and a-holes and I will RIP...THIS FOUNDATION APART...BRICK BY FREAKIN’ BRICK IF I HAVE TO! And when I stand on the mountain top and I hold that title up...you won’t laugh at me ever again. NONE OF YOU WILL LAUGH AT ME EVER AGAIN! My size, my demeanor...say what you will, I wear it like armor!
(Slappy looks at the blood on his hands and rubs it across his chest like war paint making both Levi and Jack raise their eyebrows like “Thaaaaat’s not normal.”)
Slappy McGoo: Give me your weak...your tired...your poor. Give me your underdogs. GIVE ME YOUR OUTCASTS. YOUR MISFITS. I want you to reach out and touch your TV screen right now!
(Slappy touches the camera lens.)
Slappy McGoo: DO YOU FEEL THAT? WE ARE STRONGER TOGETHER. WE ARE AN ARMY. THEY CAN’T HURT US IF WE BOND TOGETHER. And in this match, I’m going to show you all exactly what I mean. These five men...these five predators...they want to tear me apart. They want to prove that the weak have no place in this company. But the meek will inherit the Earth because win...or lose...this blood. This crimson war paint I adorn so proudly. I’m coming for that. That briefcase may be of gold but it will drip rubies when I grab ahold of it because my hands...my hands will drip with the essence of your lives. There will be blood...it WILL be yours...and you ARE looking at the next holder of the Golden Briefcase. Scene. OVER.
(Slappy smacks the camera aside and storms off into the back as Levi checks on Jack and we go to black.)