Post by Philip Burns on Jun 6, 2010 0:54:17 GMT -6
CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEKS STORY, NOW 3 WEEKS AGO.
{Boone fixes his shirt/dress/moo-moo which has been wrinkled by Burns' rage. He offers burns a seat in the lawn chair adjacent to him in the cramped little trailer. Burns motions to the window for Honcho, who has been waiting as back-up, to come on in. Honcho walk in, hitting his head on the doorway and stumbles into a seat on the floor.}
Burns: You said you have the information I have, Boone. So lets hear it.
Boone: Alright, its just hard for me to talk about this period in my life. I have been in witness relocation for a couple years now. Alright I remember back in PWW I was told that you had pissed off Agent Orange and that he was looking for someone to do something about it. At that time however, the place was a mess. We didn't know if there was going to be another season or how many contracts would even be kept when it shut down for the summer. After the break I was to attack you and put you out permanently. But that never happened. The break never stopped.
Burns: But why? What the hell did I do?
Boone: Well Honcho here probably knows more about it than I do. His uncle, Orange, is a powerful man. Apparently he was scouting you all the way back when you were in high school, when PWW was in its fledgling days. He wanted to best pure athletes in his company and you had broken into the business at 16. Not many people can say they had what it took that early but you did. He wanted everything for his nephew so he took bought his younger sister a house in your town. He made sure you two crossed paths several times over the years. His goal was to mold this young mustachioed man into a wrestling machine.
Burns: So his plan didn't work, why am I to blame?
Boone: It didn't work because you are a prick. Every time you two met, be it at a gym, him carrying boxes to your college dorm, or in a local grocery store, you berated the little guy and called him worthless. These chance meetings were no chance. Orange knew that Chris Diamond was this mans father and he wanted to have Honcho trained and ready to debut with you by the time PWW hired you. He wanted revenge for Diamond using his sister for sex and then leaving her to raise a child alone. He could have had anyone take out Chris Diamond, but he played it nice and even gave the guy a job so his plan could come together. He wanted Honcho to take out his own daddy so bad.
Burns: But I met with Orange on several occasions, why wouldn't he just ask? Or why wouldn't he be mad at me to my face?
Boone: he could have a trail leading back to him if he told anyone. Nobody but me was supposed to know. Hey listen I gotta go to work. Can we continue this later?
Burns: no, were coming with you. We can take the van.
{they pile into honcho's ride. Davey Boone takes off the moo-moo to reveal a janitors outfit.}
20 MINUTES LATER
{they are in the conference room at a local high school. Boone pushes a mop across the floor and then sits in the single chair in front of a table. Burns and Honcho are seated at the table.}
Burns: So, you were an assassin sent to take me out. What went wrong?
Boone: PWW never reopened. Then a few years later I made the call. I invited you to nCw. I knew a fat check awaited me from the good Agent to seal this deal. I was to take out you, finish training Honcho after Sal Bandini fell ill, and then reveal his true identity to the world. But I couldn't do it.
Honcho: And why is that homes? My training was already complete wasn't it? I was already great?
Boone: You were coming along nicely, but that isn't it. I started to see how silly this whole thing was. By North Dakota standards this all made perfect sense but once I got out of there and went home to Little Rock it all seemed really dumb. So I faked my death to escape the Agent's wrath.
Burns: but we found you at your old address! You didn't think to move? He could just go to where you live, fake death or not.
Boone: I did move. I sold the old trailer and put a new one there. I used to live in a red one. This one is brown! See!
{Burns shakes his head as Honcho nods and smile. Mike seems to think its a great plan.}
Honcho: Well I have had plenty of success and made amends with my dad and his family. I'm sure I could call my uncle and have Burns and you out of the water.
Boone: No he hates your dad with a passion. He ruined your moms life.
15 MINUTES LATER
{for some reason, Honcho is now in the chair being interrogated by Boone and Burns}
Boone: And you are telling me you were completely unaware of this plot? How could you be so blind?!
Honcho: listen here Boone-
Boone: I told you, its Clem when were in public. I'm in hiding you idiot!
Honcho: OK, Clem. I told you. I have never even met my uncle. I'm just a pawn in this game. I know less than all of you do. I mean about this situation. Not about stuff.
{the camera is now over the shoulders of Burns and Boone looking directly at Honcho. He is wearing very very loose gym shorts. He uncrosses his legs and them recrosses them. He isn't wearing undies and we are subject to a crotch shot (blurred for your safety) which causes Burns and Boone to immediately projectile vomit.}
Burns: lets go, Honch.
Boone: oh hell no. now I have to clean this up? Honcho and his sick balls should be cleaning this.
Honcho: gotta go broseph.
{They dash out the door and head for the van, leaving Clem/Boone to clean up the puke. A young kid walks by.}
Kid: The janitor is going to eat the puke.
Boone: I assure you I wont. I'm a vegetarian and it looks like there is some meat in there.
CUT TO THE VAN
Burns: alright, drop me off at my car and then after our match next week I am sending you to North Dakota. You are finally going to meet your uncle and put an end to this crap. You'll need this special “Margin” navigation system that Falcon has. I will get it for you and then you can be on your way after Collision.
Honcho: What if I fail?
Burns: don't.
CUT TO PRESENT DAY.
{Burns and Falcon are in a hotel after a rigorous training session. They are both standing out a window looking out at the skyline of tall buildings.}
Falcon: I know Will Washington is your friend. But you had better be prepared to do what it takes to get the win.
Burns: My head is on straight. Will knows I will do what it takes. I am only slightly distracted by all this mess with Honcho, Agent Orange, and PWW.
Falcon: I hope you know what you're doing sending him up there. That boy is our last hope.
{suddenly the lights dim. An aquarium casts a weird blue shadow over Falcon. Burns is kneeling to tie a shoe, making him appear a lot smaller than his tag partner.}
Burns: no, there is another.
Falcon: What? who?
Burns: Oh.. nobody. I just felt compelled to say something vague.
{Falcon looks like a force ghost Obi-Wan, Burns looks like an awesome Yoda, Davey Boone is alive and mopping up puke, and Honcho is on his way to the magical land of North Dakota.
Suddenly a Back to the Future part II ending card appears on the screen. To be Concluded....}
{Boone fixes his shirt/dress/moo-moo which has been wrinkled by Burns' rage. He offers burns a seat in the lawn chair adjacent to him in the cramped little trailer. Burns motions to the window for Honcho, who has been waiting as back-up, to come on in. Honcho walk in, hitting his head on the doorway and stumbles into a seat on the floor.}
Burns: You said you have the information I have, Boone. So lets hear it.
Boone: Alright, its just hard for me to talk about this period in my life. I have been in witness relocation for a couple years now. Alright I remember back in PWW I was told that you had pissed off Agent Orange and that he was looking for someone to do something about it. At that time however, the place was a mess. We didn't know if there was going to be another season or how many contracts would even be kept when it shut down for the summer. After the break I was to attack you and put you out permanently. But that never happened. The break never stopped.
Burns: But why? What the hell did I do?
Boone: Well Honcho here probably knows more about it than I do. His uncle, Orange, is a powerful man. Apparently he was scouting you all the way back when you were in high school, when PWW was in its fledgling days. He wanted to best pure athletes in his company and you had broken into the business at 16. Not many people can say they had what it took that early but you did. He wanted everything for his nephew so he took bought his younger sister a house in your town. He made sure you two crossed paths several times over the years. His goal was to mold this young mustachioed man into a wrestling machine.
Burns: So his plan didn't work, why am I to blame?
Boone: It didn't work because you are a prick. Every time you two met, be it at a gym, him carrying boxes to your college dorm, or in a local grocery store, you berated the little guy and called him worthless. These chance meetings were no chance. Orange knew that Chris Diamond was this mans father and he wanted to have Honcho trained and ready to debut with you by the time PWW hired you. He wanted revenge for Diamond using his sister for sex and then leaving her to raise a child alone. He could have had anyone take out Chris Diamond, but he played it nice and even gave the guy a job so his plan could come together. He wanted Honcho to take out his own daddy so bad.
Burns: But I met with Orange on several occasions, why wouldn't he just ask? Or why wouldn't he be mad at me to my face?
Boone: he could have a trail leading back to him if he told anyone. Nobody but me was supposed to know. Hey listen I gotta go to work. Can we continue this later?
Burns: no, were coming with you. We can take the van.
{they pile into honcho's ride. Davey Boone takes off the moo-moo to reveal a janitors outfit.}
20 MINUTES LATER
{they are in the conference room at a local high school. Boone pushes a mop across the floor and then sits in the single chair in front of a table. Burns and Honcho are seated at the table.}
Burns: So, you were an assassin sent to take me out. What went wrong?
Boone: PWW never reopened. Then a few years later I made the call. I invited you to nCw. I knew a fat check awaited me from the good Agent to seal this deal. I was to take out you, finish training Honcho after Sal Bandini fell ill, and then reveal his true identity to the world. But I couldn't do it.
Honcho: And why is that homes? My training was already complete wasn't it? I was already great?
Boone: You were coming along nicely, but that isn't it. I started to see how silly this whole thing was. By North Dakota standards this all made perfect sense but once I got out of there and went home to Little Rock it all seemed really dumb. So I faked my death to escape the Agent's wrath.
Burns: but we found you at your old address! You didn't think to move? He could just go to where you live, fake death or not.
Boone: I did move. I sold the old trailer and put a new one there. I used to live in a red one. This one is brown! See!
{Burns shakes his head as Honcho nods and smile. Mike seems to think its a great plan.}
Honcho: Well I have had plenty of success and made amends with my dad and his family. I'm sure I could call my uncle and have Burns and you out of the water.
Boone: No he hates your dad with a passion. He ruined your moms life.
15 MINUTES LATER
{for some reason, Honcho is now in the chair being interrogated by Boone and Burns}
Boone: And you are telling me you were completely unaware of this plot? How could you be so blind?!
Honcho: listen here Boone-
Boone: I told you, its Clem when were in public. I'm in hiding you idiot!
Honcho: OK, Clem. I told you. I have never even met my uncle. I'm just a pawn in this game. I know less than all of you do. I mean about this situation. Not about stuff.
{the camera is now over the shoulders of Burns and Boone looking directly at Honcho. He is wearing very very loose gym shorts. He uncrosses his legs and them recrosses them. He isn't wearing undies and we are subject to a crotch shot (blurred for your safety) which causes Burns and Boone to immediately projectile vomit.}
Burns: lets go, Honch.
Boone: oh hell no. now I have to clean this up? Honcho and his sick balls should be cleaning this.
Honcho: gotta go broseph.
{They dash out the door and head for the van, leaving Clem/Boone to clean up the puke. A young kid walks by.}
Kid: The janitor is going to eat the puke.
Boone: I assure you I wont. I'm a vegetarian and it looks like there is some meat in there.
CUT TO THE VAN
Burns: alright, drop me off at my car and then after our match next week I am sending you to North Dakota. You are finally going to meet your uncle and put an end to this crap. You'll need this special “Margin” navigation system that Falcon has. I will get it for you and then you can be on your way after Collision.
Honcho: What if I fail?
Burns: don't.
CUT TO PRESENT DAY.
{Burns and Falcon are in a hotel after a rigorous training session. They are both standing out a window looking out at the skyline of tall buildings.}
Falcon: I know Will Washington is your friend. But you had better be prepared to do what it takes to get the win.
Burns: My head is on straight. Will knows I will do what it takes. I am only slightly distracted by all this mess with Honcho, Agent Orange, and PWW.
Falcon: I hope you know what you're doing sending him up there. That boy is our last hope.
{suddenly the lights dim. An aquarium casts a weird blue shadow over Falcon. Burns is kneeling to tie a shoe, making him appear a lot smaller than his tag partner.}
Burns: no, there is another.
Falcon: What? who?
Burns: Oh.. nobody. I just felt compelled to say something vague.
{Falcon looks like a force ghost Obi-Wan, Burns looks like an awesome Yoda, Davey Boone is alive and mopping up puke, and Honcho is on his way to the magical land of North Dakota.
Suddenly a Back to the Future part II ending card appears on the screen. To be Concluded....}