Post by The Brothers Holland on Sept 17, 2010 13:19:40 GMT -6
The wheels have been turning for quite some time now. Putting into action something that has been craved for just as long. Since coming back to nCw... seeing the state it currently lies in... Since I decided to be a part of this revolution, this resistance. It might not seem like the course has been a direct one but I assure you that the plan laid down has been followed to the letter.
Everyone played their part admirably. Some were as predictable as ever... others didn't need to be.
What plan you ask?
Let me show you.
*The camera shows Dave speaking from his promo last week.*
Dave: Personally I have no issue tagging with Jayson. If that man has the balls to support his friend attacking Milo, I can't help but respect that. Plus he himself hasn't actually laid a full blown finger on either of us so we'll see. We'll see just how fair he can play. Me? I'm a professional. I do things as and when they're needed.
*The picture shows Dave nailing Jayson in the head with The Magic Touch before returning to Dave.*
Dave: I can fight alongside a bitterest enemy, if he will only take my hand as friend but for however long it takes to show how great we are.
I extend that hand to you now, Jayson. Don't do something stupid like turn away.
CUT!
*The scene becomes a litte more noisy as the camera crew set down their gear and Milo steps in to talk to his brother*
Milo: What's wrong?
Dave: This doesn't feel right. Straight up lying to the kid.
Milo: Don't worry about it. Come next week you'll be ready to tear him and his friend a whole new one and you won't even care about this little bit of deceit.
Dave: But this isn't me Milo.
Milo: Exactly. Which is why it'll be so perfect when you nail the son of a bitch and just stroll away leaving Joe and Karras to clean up after you.
Dave: I still don't like it.
Milo: Look, my plan's got us this far, right? If it makes you feel any better you can show this conversation next week and say you're sorry, ok? You don't have to lie to Jayson anymore. Just talk down Karras and Joe like you normally would. Yeah?
Dave: Yeah.
Milo: At a boy. Places everyone! AND.... action.
*Dave continues to make the promo we saw last week as the camera turns away and changes to a new setting.*
*Dave standing windswept at the top of a cliff. Behind him is a ruined abbey where he would normally be doing some kind of martial arts training but not this time. The grass ripples in the wind as does his long brown coat. He looks out to sea as he speaks.*
Dave: I was fully expecting to have to come here and say I'm sorry to this here camera. I was expecting I'd feel a burning need to repent for having lied to a man who is practically an innocent here. No wrongs committed against me and mine, just dragged along for the ride by his ne'er do well partner. But you see here's the strange thing. I don't feel bad about what I did. It might seem a bit deceptive, a bit underhanded.. dare I say it, even a bit heelish... but I don't think of it that way. I think of it as a lesson. I taught a young and easily influenced man the dangers of his being led astray. The dangers of choosing enemies so much greater and more powerful than himself.
And I also taught him how a blindside attack should go. Something he and his friend failed to do just a week earlier. An attack that would've landed upon my good self despite no wrongdoing on my part to either of them.
Self defense... plain and simple. I'm disappointed I didn't realise it sooner. But then a lot of things have been happening later that are a little out of the ordinary. The main one of which has culminated in this here shindig we're all attending this sunday. Still don't understand? Let me show you some more.
*The camera cuts to the medical room backstage at nCw. Milo Holland is sat on the bed holding an ice pack to the back of his neck.*
Dave: Well I didn't expect that to happen.
Milo: Really? You didn't expect a coward with a grudge to attack a man after he's expended his energy against another hall of famer, when his back's turned?
Dave: .... Dammit, why didn't I expect that to happen?!
Milo: Don't worry Dave, I knew it was coming. To reel in the big fish, sometimes you have to let them think they're winning.
Dave: What?
Milo: Trust me, this needed to happen.
Dave: Alright... I'll go get the surprise attack beers.
Milo: That's what I'm talking about!
*Dave stands up and walks into the camera providing the blackout to change scene back to Dave on the cliff.*
Dave: Rotten really has it in for my brother doesn't he. All because of a fine that was slapped on him by another man... all because Rotten threw the first stone. I really doubt he is a man who is without sin... but then I'm not Gabriel Karras so I'm not really qualified to judge on that score. But here we are, a few short weeks after the initial altercation and what has actually been achieved?
Nothing.
What's wrong boys? You've had ample opportunities to make something of this. If you were really smart and did allthat you could we'd be in a much worse state now than when we started. Consider the opponents we've had to face that you could've taken advantage of.
Doc, Velez, JFK, Venom, Steve Awesome... hang on a minute... they're all allies of yours aren't they? Well, except Doc.. he saw right through your little shenanighans... but still five very powerful individuals who you could've used to your advantage. Laid us up, served us on a silver platter and watch the bad times roll for the Hollands.
And yet you didn't.
Maybe I need to look at this another way. Maybe I should actually pay close attention to Charlie when he says 'Who're the bad guys really?'. Well... I'd be thinking that if I didn't know for a fact how *** damn incompetent you two are. Have you seen yourselves lately? You're a joke! Start to finish! I despair when I consider the division power rankings and see you two joint top with Doc and Venom... the champions. That right there tells me how broken the system is! So I'm going to enact an old proverb I have. 'If it's broke... hit it. If it's still broke, hit it again and again until it does work, or is so broke it rattles.' It's not subtle, I know but it gets the job done.
Ah, but we're not done yet with the exposee. Part 3!
*The camera cuts to Dave and Milo backstage at nCw. a date pops up showing that this footage is from a couple of weeks ago. It seems to be footage for a promo that was never broadcast. Maybe even part of a behind the scenes DVD or something.*
Dave: Now here at nCw there are more than a few places to chill out.
Milo: In fact our favourite....
*The door next to the Hollands reads 'Sherrif Gib' and inside raised voices can be heard*
Johnny Rotten: You think what I did last week was unacceptable? Just wait and see what I do to those Hollands tonight!
*Milo pulls Dave back around the corner as Johnny Rotten storms out of Gibs office, shoves the camera crew aside and storms away.*
Dave: What do you think he's gonna do?
Milo: Attack us probably. But we've got the drop on them. Ok, you go and sign some stuff for fans and draw them out.
Dave: Best keep it low key then, wouldn't want security around to put them off. What'll you be doing?
Milo: Sneakily standing behind them ready to crack Rotten's skull.
Dave: Can you do sneaky?
Milo: Can you do low key?
Dave: Should've seen that coming.
*They disappear back around the corner and we return to the cliffside.*
*Dave is joined by Milo who is also wearing a big coat that flows in the wind.*
Milo: Do you understand yet? You've been outwitted. Every step you took seeking your own revenge was all parts of a design. A design brought together not by the greatest plan maker nCw has ever seen.. a plan brought together by a great lumbering lummox who will end you both this sunday. Me.
Dave: It's true... I didn't do a damn thing. This was all him.
Milo: I let you come down and attack me with that chair two weeks ago. I let you sneak up on Dave only to have your head crushed. I let Jayson Matthews escape intact from that confrontation to face Dave a few weeks later... I let him think he was goig to have a nice match partnered with a legend only to have his dreams shattered by the strongest, most powerful right foot in the industry. And do you know what the truly great part of this entire plan is?
This plan wasn't about revenge.
I let you think it was.
*Milo holds up a beer can and takes a swig from it. He grimaces and spits it out shortly afterwards but still, there's some intention in the way he drank it.*
Milo: Just play the damn clip.
*We cut away to a few weeks ago when The Hollands first arrived in nCw fresh out of retirement.*
*Milo has just bought himself three pints. He sits down at a table with his brother Dave. There's a few other guys around who we recognise but they're paying attention to various other stuff that's going on in the bar.*
Dave: Listen... I've been thinking. We just beat Dirty Deal.
Milo: Yeah. *swig*
Dave: You reckon we should go back after our tag belts?
Milo: Maybe. *swig*
Dave: But I don't want to do it in such a way that it's obvious we want our belts.
Milo: Right. *swig*
Dave: Because we don't.
Milo: Course not. *swig*
Dave: We just want to bring some prestige back to the division that's been left in such a torrid state after our long absence.
Milo: It's had it's moments. *swig*
Dave: True, and it'll have them again. Because just by challenging for the belts we'll make the champs work harder than anyone here could. We just need to fall into a fight with the number one contenders.
Milo: Who're they? *swig*
Dave: Well right now it's Doc and Venom. But they've got a match in a week or two and it wouldn't surprise me if they won.
Milo: Nor me. *swig*
Dave: Which means we're after the number 2 contenders. Which would be...
*Dave points at Motor City Mafia, at the bar aiding security in keeping ythe riff-raff seperate to the 'stars of nCw', namely The Front Office.*
Milo: Don't worry about them. I can do that no worry. *finishes first pint*
Dave: Really? How?
Milo: I'll walk right up and punch the little one in the face. *swig, starting on second*
Dave: And after we get fined, possibly fired and banned from nCw?
Milo: Hmm... tricky *swig*
Dave: We need to get them to throw the first punch ideally. Why don't you just spill your drink over one of them or something?
Milo: You leave my drink alone, they're fine as they are. *swig*
Dave: You've got three pints Milo!
Milo: Two. *swig* ... One and a half.
Dave: Ok then... what do you think we should do then?
Milo: Could just ask for a match. *swig*
Dave: Nah... too easy. How about this resistance? Maybe they could help us? Wouldn't mind joining that cause anyway.
Milo: Too late in the day for that I think. *swig* But maybe that could get us close enough to have them throw the first punch...
*Milo spots Rotten take a swig from a can and an idea hits him*
Milo: *swig* Dave. *swig, finishes pint.*
Dave: Milo.
Milo: You do your resistance thing. Make it seem like I'm not interested. *swig* Because if I'm subtle about this, it might just work. *swig*
Dave: What might?
Milo: What's my personal motto? *swig*
Dave: Never get between a man...
Milo: *finishes last pint* and his beer fridge.
*A collection of clips are shown. Of every single promo the Hollands have done that ahve had Milo enjoying a can of beer. Each and every can is the same type of can, and they all match up to the one Johnny Rotten was drinking at the bar.
Then a still photograph shows Milo giving a thumbs up, leaning on a beer fridge that clearly isn't his truck mounted one. Then another photo that shows it empty, and finally a photograph that shows it left on a doorstep with a note but no signature.
'Thanks for the beer'
*The camera fades back to the scene on the clifftop, Milo drinking from the can again, determined to finish it. He does so and them grimaces horribly.*
Milo: I'm sorry Johnny... but this really is some Rotten beer. Anyway, no hard feelings over this last month. We had to get you to attack us, what better way than to keep you sober and unhappy about it because you couldn't prove who stole your beer? I couldn't think of one.
Dave: Y'know... now I've seen that I feel like we've cheapened this whole thing.
Milo: When we use this start to do something truly spectacular no one'll mind how cheap it is right now. We're cleaning up the tag division one team at a time. That's what our resistance was about. Everyone has something very special to them in this world and for us... this is it. We showed Dirty Deal what true class and quality was and now, in our second straight up tag match, we're going to show Motor City Mafia the exact same thing. That this world... this little piece of heaven... it's ours. Doesn't matter who's written down at the top of the list with the gold round their waists, tag team wrestling has been written anew. The Hollands are back... and it's time to remember why people respect us the way they do.
Dave: And all this time you were manipulated. Played. Stepped right into our traps at every step. I hate using the term 'The Ends Justify the Means' but in this case they do.
Milo: Hey if you don't like it, you come up with the next plan.
Dave: And every plan after that if I can help it. You won one round, don't let it go to your head.
*Dave returns his focus to the camera*
Dave: With everything that's been going on these last few weeks with the great stable wars on two or three seperate fronts it might have been hard for people to notice but let me tell you two now. You're going to help us with a little demonstration. The great, the good and the mighty have returned to nCw. They're not going anywhere anytime soon and right now they have the entire world to reconquer. Three time tag team champions, the first team to do so. And then we're going to keep on going, keep on fighting, keep on winning, against each and every competitor we come up against and we have to... because there's no way we're going to stand for anyone being above us on any table of reckoning in this division.
Milo: You want to see a 177 day reign as tag champions? We'll damn well give it to you. Because we know what we are... we know what we can do... and it's about time everyone else sat up, paid attention and remembered just who they're dealing with. So after Battle Grounds, whoever walks out of that title match after our own had better start counting down the days because we will not give up lightly and we will not go away until we have at least put on the single greatest spectacle of a match in tag wrestling history. Do you understand me?!
...
I said...
Dave: Milo, what're you doing? It's a camera, no one's going to answer.
Milo: Oh.
Dave: Come on. After all that big talking I guess we should go do less posing and more training.
Milo: Yeah, I guess.
*The brothers walk away from the cliff edge as the camera looks out over the ocean and fades to black.*
Everyone played their part admirably. Some were as predictable as ever... others didn't need to be.
What plan you ask?
Let me show you.
*The camera shows Dave speaking from his promo last week.*
September 10th - The Carl Foster home for Orphans
Dave: Personally I have no issue tagging with Jayson. If that man has the balls to support his friend attacking Milo, I can't help but respect that. Plus he himself hasn't actually laid a full blown finger on either of us so we'll see. We'll see just how fair he can play. Me? I'm a professional. I do things as and when they're needed.
*The picture shows Dave nailing Jayson in the head with The Magic Touch before returning to Dave.*
Dave: I can fight alongside a bitterest enemy, if he will only take my hand as friend but for however long it takes to show how great we are.
I extend that hand to you now, Jayson. Don't do something stupid like turn away.
CUT!
*The scene becomes a litte more noisy as the camera crew set down their gear and Milo steps in to talk to his brother*
Milo: What's wrong?
Dave: This doesn't feel right. Straight up lying to the kid.
Milo: Don't worry about it. Come next week you'll be ready to tear him and his friend a whole new one and you won't even care about this little bit of deceit.
Dave: But this isn't me Milo.
Milo: Exactly. Which is why it'll be so perfect when you nail the son of a bitch and just stroll away leaving Joe and Karras to clean up after you.
Dave: I still don't like it.
Milo: Look, my plan's got us this far, right? If it makes you feel any better you can show this conversation next week and say you're sorry, ok? You don't have to lie to Jayson anymore. Just talk down Karras and Joe like you normally would. Yeah?
Dave: Yeah.
Milo: At a boy. Places everyone! AND.... action.
*Dave continues to make the promo we saw last week as the camera turns away and changes to a new setting.*
*Dave standing windswept at the top of a cliff. Behind him is a ruined abbey where he would normally be doing some kind of martial arts training but not this time. The grass ripples in the wind as does his long brown coat. He looks out to sea as he speaks.*
Dave: I was fully expecting to have to come here and say I'm sorry to this here camera. I was expecting I'd feel a burning need to repent for having lied to a man who is practically an innocent here. No wrongs committed against me and mine, just dragged along for the ride by his ne'er do well partner. But you see here's the strange thing. I don't feel bad about what I did. It might seem a bit deceptive, a bit underhanded.. dare I say it, even a bit heelish... but I don't think of it that way. I think of it as a lesson. I taught a young and easily influenced man the dangers of his being led astray. The dangers of choosing enemies so much greater and more powerful than himself.
And I also taught him how a blindside attack should go. Something he and his friend failed to do just a week earlier. An attack that would've landed upon my good self despite no wrongdoing on my part to either of them.
Self defense... plain and simple. I'm disappointed I didn't realise it sooner. But then a lot of things have been happening later that are a little out of the ordinary. The main one of which has culminated in this here shindig we're all attending this sunday. Still don't understand? Let me show you some more.
*The camera cuts to the medical room backstage at nCw. Milo Holland is sat on the bed holding an ice pack to the back of his neck.*
September 5th - Collision, Shortly after Milo Holland vs Steve Awesome
Dave: Well I didn't expect that to happen.
Milo: Really? You didn't expect a coward with a grudge to attack a man after he's expended his energy against another hall of famer, when his back's turned?
Dave: .... Dammit, why didn't I expect that to happen?!
Milo: Don't worry Dave, I knew it was coming. To reel in the big fish, sometimes you have to let them think they're winning.
Dave: What?
Milo: Trust me, this needed to happen.
Dave: Alright... I'll go get the surprise attack beers.
Milo: That's what I'm talking about!
*Dave stands up and walks into the camera providing the blackout to change scene back to Dave on the cliff.*
Dave: Rotten really has it in for my brother doesn't he. All because of a fine that was slapped on him by another man... all because Rotten threw the first stone. I really doubt he is a man who is without sin... but then I'm not Gabriel Karras so I'm not really qualified to judge on that score. But here we are, a few short weeks after the initial altercation and what has actually been achieved?
Nothing.
What's wrong boys? You've had ample opportunities to make something of this. If you were really smart and did allthat you could we'd be in a much worse state now than when we started. Consider the opponents we've had to face that you could've taken advantage of.
Doc, Velez, JFK, Venom, Steve Awesome... hang on a minute... they're all allies of yours aren't they? Well, except Doc.. he saw right through your little shenanighans... but still five very powerful individuals who you could've used to your advantage. Laid us up, served us on a silver platter and watch the bad times roll for the Hollands.
And yet you didn't.
Maybe I need to look at this another way. Maybe I should actually pay close attention to Charlie when he says 'Who're the bad guys really?'. Well... I'd be thinking that if I didn't know for a fact how *** damn incompetent you two are. Have you seen yourselves lately? You're a joke! Start to finish! I despair when I consider the division power rankings and see you two joint top with Doc and Venom... the champions. That right there tells me how broken the system is! So I'm going to enact an old proverb I have. 'If it's broke... hit it. If it's still broke, hit it again and again until it does work, or is so broke it rattles.' It's not subtle, I know but it gets the job done.
Ah, but we're not done yet with the exposee. Part 3!
*The camera cuts to Dave and Milo backstage at nCw. a date pops up showing that this footage is from a couple of weeks ago. It seems to be footage for a promo that was never broadcast. Maybe even part of a behind the scenes DVD or something.*
August 29th - Backstage at Collision
Dave: Now here at nCw there are more than a few places to chill out.
Milo: In fact our favourite....
*The door next to the Hollands reads 'Sherrif Gib' and inside raised voices can be heard*
Johnny Rotten: You think what I did last week was unacceptable? Just wait and see what I do to those Hollands tonight!
*Milo pulls Dave back around the corner as Johnny Rotten storms out of Gibs office, shoves the camera crew aside and storms away.*
Dave: What do you think he's gonna do?
Milo: Attack us probably. But we've got the drop on them. Ok, you go and sign some stuff for fans and draw them out.
Dave: Best keep it low key then, wouldn't want security around to put them off. What'll you be doing?
Milo: Sneakily standing behind them ready to crack Rotten's skull.
Dave: Can you do sneaky?
Milo: Can you do low key?
Dave: Should've seen that coming.
*They disappear back around the corner and we return to the cliffside.*
*Dave is joined by Milo who is also wearing a big coat that flows in the wind.*
Milo: Do you understand yet? You've been outwitted. Every step you took seeking your own revenge was all parts of a design. A design brought together not by the greatest plan maker nCw has ever seen.. a plan brought together by a great lumbering lummox who will end you both this sunday. Me.
Dave: It's true... I didn't do a damn thing. This was all him.
Milo: I let you come down and attack me with that chair two weeks ago. I let you sneak up on Dave only to have your head crushed. I let Jayson Matthews escape intact from that confrontation to face Dave a few weeks later... I let him think he was goig to have a nice match partnered with a legend only to have his dreams shattered by the strongest, most powerful right foot in the industry. And do you know what the truly great part of this entire plan is?
This plan wasn't about revenge.
I let you think it was.
*Milo holds up a beer can and takes a swig from it. He grimaces and spits it out shortly afterwards but still, there's some intention in the way he drank it.*
Milo: Just play the damn clip.
*We cut away to a few weeks ago when The Hollands first arrived in nCw fresh out of retirement.*
1st August - Aftershow Party at 3 Year Anniversary Collision
*Milo has just bought himself three pints. He sits down at a table with his brother Dave. There's a few other guys around who we recognise but they're paying attention to various other stuff that's going on in the bar.*
Dave: Listen... I've been thinking. We just beat Dirty Deal.
Milo: Yeah. *swig*
Dave: You reckon we should go back after our tag belts?
Milo: Maybe. *swig*
Dave: But I don't want to do it in such a way that it's obvious we want our belts.
Milo: Right. *swig*
Dave: Because we don't.
Milo: Course not. *swig*
Dave: We just want to bring some prestige back to the division that's been left in such a torrid state after our long absence.
Milo: It's had it's moments. *swig*
Dave: True, and it'll have them again. Because just by challenging for the belts we'll make the champs work harder than anyone here could. We just need to fall into a fight with the number one contenders.
Milo: Who're they? *swig*
Dave: Well right now it's Doc and Venom. But they've got a match in a week or two and it wouldn't surprise me if they won.
Milo: Nor me. *swig*
Dave: Which means we're after the number 2 contenders. Which would be...
*Dave points at Motor City Mafia, at the bar aiding security in keeping ythe riff-raff seperate to the 'stars of nCw', namely The Front Office.*
Milo: Don't worry about them. I can do that no worry. *finishes first pint*
Dave: Really? How?
Milo: I'll walk right up and punch the little one in the face. *swig, starting on second*
Dave: And after we get fined, possibly fired and banned from nCw?
Milo: Hmm... tricky *swig*
Dave: We need to get them to throw the first punch ideally. Why don't you just spill your drink over one of them or something?
Milo: You leave my drink alone, they're fine as they are. *swig*
Dave: You've got three pints Milo!
Milo: Two. *swig* ... One and a half.
Dave: Ok then... what do you think we should do then?
Milo: Could just ask for a match. *swig*
Dave: Nah... too easy. How about this resistance? Maybe they could help us? Wouldn't mind joining that cause anyway.
Milo: Too late in the day for that I think. *swig* But maybe that could get us close enough to have them throw the first punch...
*Milo spots Rotten take a swig from a can and an idea hits him*
Milo: *swig* Dave. *swig, finishes pint.*
Dave: Milo.
Milo: You do your resistance thing. Make it seem like I'm not interested. *swig* Because if I'm subtle about this, it might just work. *swig*
Dave: What might?
Milo: What's my personal motto? *swig*
Dave: Never get between a man...
Milo: *finishes last pint* and his beer fridge.
*A collection of clips are shown. Of every single promo the Hollands have done that ahve had Milo enjoying a can of beer. Each and every can is the same type of can, and they all match up to the one Johnny Rotten was drinking at the bar.
Then a still photograph shows Milo giving a thumbs up, leaning on a beer fridge that clearly isn't his truck mounted one. Then another photo that shows it empty, and finally a photograph that shows it left on a doorstep with a note but no signature.
'Thanks for the beer'
*The camera fades back to the scene on the clifftop, Milo drinking from the can again, determined to finish it. He does so and them grimaces horribly.*
Milo: I'm sorry Johnny... but this really is some Rotten beer. Anyway, no hard feelings over this last month. We had to get you to attack us, what better way than to keep you sober and unhappy about it because you couldn't prove who stole your beer? I couldn't think of one.
Dave: Y'know... now I've seen that I feel like we've cheapened this whole thing.
Milo: When we use this start to do something truly spectacular no one'll mind how cheap it is right now. We're cleaning up the tag division one team at a time. That's what our resistance was about. Everyone has something very special to them in this world and for us... this is it. We showed Dirty Deal what true class and quality was and now, in our second straight up tag match, we're going to show Motor City Mafia the exact same thing. That this world... this little piece of heaven... it's ours. Doesn't matter who's written down at the top of the list with the gold round their waists, tag team wrestling has been written anew. The Hollands are back... and it's time to remember why people respect us the way they do.
Dave: And all this time you were manipulated. Played. Stepped right into our traps at every step. I hate using the term 'The Ends Justify the Means' but in this case they do.
Milo: Hey if you don't like it, you come up with the next plan.
Dave: And every plan after that if I can help it. You won one round, don't let it go to your head.
*Dave returns his focus to the camera*
Dave: With everything that's been going on these last few weeks with the great stable wars on two or three seperate fronts it might have been hard for people to notice but let me tell you two now. You're going to help us with a little demonstration. The great, the good and the mighty have returned to nCw. They're not going anywhere anytime soon and right now they have the entire world to reconquer. Three time tag team champions, the first team to do so. And then we're going to keep on going, keep on fighting, keep on winning, against each and every competitor we come up against and we have to... because there's no way we're going to stand for anyone being above us on any table of reckoning in this division.
Milo: You want to see a 177 day reign as tag champions? We'll damn well give it to you. Because we know what we are... we know what we can do... and it's about time everyone else sat up, paid attention and remembered just who they're dealing with. So after Battle Grounds, whoever walks out of that title match after our own had better start counting down the days because we will not give up lightly and we will not go away until we have at least put on the single greatest spectacle of a match in tag wrestling history. Do you understand me?!
...
I said...
Dave: Milo, what're you doing? It's a camera, no one's going to answer.
Milo: Oh.
Dave: Come on. After all that big talking I guess we should go do less posing and more training.
Milo: Yeah, I guess.
*The brothers walk away from the cliff edge as the camera looks out over the ocean and fades to black.*