***The scene starts inside of the Joint in Las Vegas, Nevada. The place for this weekends Climax Control 100! The ring has already been set up in the middle of the venue. The camera pans around showing the empty facility and some crew members adding last minute touches. We finally approach the ring where alone sits Blaque Hart Bruce Evans, sitting on a chair in the middle of the ring, a spotlight on him. He's wearing black leans, black boots, a white wife beater, and his hair tied up in a ponytail. He sits there in the chair talking to himself before he notices the cameras on him, with an embarrassed look on his face he begins to speak***
BHBE: So this is what it all boils down to? The hundredth episode of Climax Control? Right here where it all started in Las Vegas, Nevada. Climax Control three is where I made my debut for the show, and although it wasn't a pretty ending for me and my one time partner at the time, I knew it was the show that deserved a legend such as myself on it. There's some guys in the back that have been here since day one, there's some that have been here, left and came back like me. Then there's the one's that couldn't cut it and after one or two shows took their ball and ran.
***Bruce pauses, looking around at the very beautiful and intimate set up***
BHBE: See as for me, I was one of the guys that left and came back. I didn't necessarily leave because I wanted to. I left because I was beat in a loser leaves company match. My dedication, passion, and loyalty to this company has been hands down the highest since my return a few months ago, regardless of what anyone else thinks. Week after week I put everything on the line. Week after week I leave everything out here in this ring. I do it because this is my home. This is my life. This is my everything, and nothing anybody does can ever take that away!
***Pausing again Bruce reaches down to grab a bottle of water. He takes a sip from it before continuing***
BHBE: This weekend, in only two more nights I show not on the Sin City family just exactly what I am capable of. But I intend to show the world why I am the legend that much like that bunny keeps going and going and going. Ya see, there's been a lot of new "talent" coming on board. I admit most of them very damn good in fact. I'v even heard rumors that all these new signings are here to be the future of S.C.W. I've heard they're here to replace some of the "originals". Well, to that I say GOOD LUCK! Ya see, for us that were here in the beginning, me especially I have no intentions of going anywhere anytime soon. Dozens of other promotions have extended their hands to me since I've come back, and they've all been turned down. This Sunday Night, I really want all you new people around here, bombshells included to sit their and watch my match. Study it. Take notes. Trust me you'll learn something.
***Bruce wipes his mouth before taking the ponytail holder from his hair, letting his long brown hair flow***
BHBE: Sunday Night. We make history. Sunday night I show everyone that age is simply a number and has nothing to do with just how great one can be. Gene Banton Jr. I'm sorry that somehow your name was picked as my opponent for this historic night. But now that I think about it, quite fitting actually. See it's a historic night, and you are the son of the historic Gene Banton himself. A hall of famer. A man that earned his spot in this business forever. One of the best of all time. Since Sin City couldn't find him, they put in his accident of a son to try and defeat me. Yes Gene, you've beaten me before here in a four way dance, but that match in my book was irrelevant. Yes Gene, you're a former World Champion for Sin City Wrestling. But that's all in the past. This time it's you and I one on one. I don't give a shit that you're father trained you, hell if he were here I'd kick his ass too. Bottom line is this. The fire in me has been re-lit. I am more passionate than ever. More focused than ever.
***The spotlight over the ring and Bruce begin to dim as Bruce looks around***
BHBE: The light doesn't stay on one forever. But me, I'm a rare occasion. Gene, little kid, JR. I got some things I want to show you. You're a former champion but to me you're just another road block in front of me, set out by the boys in the office. To me all you are is that one seed that got lucky and passed being swallowed by your mother. As my journey to the top continues here, I plan to do to you what I did with one Horace Jackson. Beat you in this ring so bad that you don't want to be seen around here anymore. From this weekend going forward, that's what I'm all about. Making people look so bad that they tuck their tails and run. Climax Control 100, I show the world why I am still the ICON, THE LEGEND, THE FRANCHISE PLAYER!!!
*The spotlight above the ring goes all the way out and Bruce just puts his head down in his lap with the scene fading out***
