Post by Curtis D. Kanyon on Jul 30, 2011 15:19:32 GMT -6
*We open in on a close up shot of Curtis against a wall. He looks to his left.*
Curtis: I just want you to know Joe, I don't have hard feelings about this. You and DDK are friends. DDK needs to die, that's just the way it is. You feel for your friend, you love your friend, but I must end him. Now you want to step up and try to fight for him, that's noble, that's really ****ing noble of you. But it's not going to help. It's not going to stop me from getting my life back and trying to live like a normal human being. You understand that though don't you?
*Curtis lifts his left arm and puts it around the person off screen, assumedly Joe Everyman.*
Curtis: I mean, you know what it's like to have your life turned upside-down right? You ran off with that Ashley chick, your wife went and cheated on you, probably has chlamydia now. You want to return to your normal life, don't you? Be happy and married and having sex at least four nights a week. Trust me, I'm still happily married myself, my wife is an animal in the sack. It's great. Maria looks like she'd be pretty wild herself. You think she'd be down for a three-way?
*Curtis retreats his arm back.*
Curtis: Now now, don't get mad. I'm just joking buddy. Unless she's into that. But seriously, you want a normal life, I want a normal life. Sure you'll lose a friend, but come on, DDK is kind of a dick. He bangs people left and right. He doesn't give a damn about anyone else as long as he gets what he wants. He takes joy in hurting people. Now I...well, I kind of do the same thing. But I don't hide behind a blond wig. I attack you from the front. I let you know I'm going to come over and beat the **** out of you. And that's what I'm really here to tell you now. I'm going to come down there and beat the **** out of you and have a good time doing it.
*Curtis holds up his hands to stop the person next to him.*
Curtis: Hey, I'm not here to hurt you now. Because I'm smart. I'm a business man. I'm going to kick your ass on PPV for the ratings, for the money, and for the prestige. Now, I'm telling you I'm going to kick your ass because I want you ready. I want you to give as much as I do. I want the match of the night. If you don't give it to me, I still get paid, I still get to beat you to hell, so that's fine with me. But I would prefer the match of the night. It would only shoot my star higher. Maybe yours too if you look good enough. But know this Joe, I will not let DDK get in my way when it comes to destroying you. I will...take you...oh...wait...
*Curtis pokes at the man next to him.*
Curtis: I'm sorry Joe. I seem to have confused you...with a bag of trash.
*The camera pulls back to reveal Curtis is indeed sitting next to a big black bag of trash.*
Curtis: How silly of me! But can you blame me. I mean, you look the same, smell the same, and have the same amount of talent. So I thought you were a big ol' bag of trash! Ba ha ha ha! Oh man, I cannot believe I did that! Oh man do I feel embarrassed! But Joe, not as embarrassed as you'll be on Sunday. See you then buddy!
*Curtis stands up and kicks the trash bag, then walks away. The scene fades.*
Curtis: I just want you to know Joe, I don't have hard feelings about this. You and DDK are friends. DDK needs to die, that's just the way it is. You feel for your friend, you love your friend, but I must end him. Now you want to step up and try to fight for him, that's noble, that's really ****ing noble of you. But it's not going to help. It's not going to stop me from getting my life back and trying to live like a normal human being. You understand that though don't you?
*Curtis lifts his left arm and puts it around the person off screen, assumedly Joe Everyman.*
Curtis: I mean, you know what it's like to have your life turned upside-down right? You ran off with that Ashley chick, your wife went and cheated on you, probably has chlamydia now. You want to return to your normal life, don't you? Be happy and married and having sex at least four nights a week. Trust me, I'm still happily married myself, my wife is an animal in the sack. It's great. Maria looks like she'd be pretty wild herself. You think she'd be down for a three-way?
*Curtis retreats his arm back.*
Curtis: Now now, don't get mad. I'm just joking buddy. Unless she's into that. But seriously, you want a normal life, I want a normal life. Sure you'll lose a friend, but come on, DDK is kind of a dick. He bangs people left and right. He doesn't give a damn about anyone else as long as he gets what he wants. He takes joy in hurting people. Now I...well, I kind of do the same thing. But I don't hide behind a blond wig. I attack you from the front. I let you know I'm going to come over and beat the **** out of you. And that's what I'm really here to tell you now. I'm going to come down there and beat the **** out of you and have a good time doing it.
*Curtis holds up his hands to stop the person next to him.*
Curtis: Hey, I'm not here to hurt you now. Because I'm smart. I'm a business man. I'm going to kick your ass on PPV for the ratings, for the money, and for the prestige. Now, I'm telling you I'm going to kick your ass because I want you ready. I want you to give as much as I do. I want the match of the night. If you don't give it to me, I still get paid, I still get to beat you to hell, so that's fine with me. But I would prefer the match of the night. It would only shoot my star higher. Maybe yours too if you look good enough. But know this Joe, I will not let DDK get in my way when it comes to destroying you. I will...take you...oh...wait...
*Curtis pokes at the man next to him.*
Curtis: I'm sorry Joe. I seem to have confused you...with a bag of trash.
*The camera pulls back to reveal Curtis is indeed sitting next to a big black bag of trash.*
Curtis: How silly of me! But can you blame me. I mean, you look the same, smell the same, and have the same amount of talent. So I thought you were a big ol' bag of trash! Ba ha ha ha! Oh man, I cannot believe I did that! Oh man do I feel embarrassed! But Joe, not as embarrassed as you'll be on Sunday. See you then buddy!
*Curtis stands up and kicks the trash bag, then walks away. The scene fades.*