Post by Reckoning on Oct 6, 2007 17:21:24 GMT -6
*The lights in the large basement-like room are dim, only lit by one single light that flickers slowly. Reckoning is tied to an old metal chair with the cold steel of a black pistol pointed to his left temple. Reckoning sits there, surprisingly calm. He looks around, trying to figure out where he is still. The man pistol whips him to make him look forward. Reckoning gets pissed off, spitting at the man. The man gets ready to fire the gun until a deep man's voice rings out.*
?: STOP!
*The rather average sized man, steps out wearing a Philadelphia Eagles jersey. He stares at Reckoning, the light still not revealing his face. He laughs at Reckoning before opening his lips.*
?: Welcome to Philadelphia mother****er!
*The man walks out to reveal he is Diamondz. He laughs at Reckoning once more.*
Reckoning: Just ****ing shoot me, **** this bull ****! Just put the bullet through my head! End my life! Do it you ****ing pussy!
*Reckoning spits at Diamondz and stands up and head butts him. He sits back down. Diamondz rubs his head and punches Reckoning across the face.*
Diamondz: Shut your ****ing mouth! I do what I ****ing want right now, not you. Yo, Fear, untie him.
*The larger man of the two unties him and lifts him to his feet. Reckoning charges at Fear a few seconds later and grabs the gun from him. Diamondz reacts quickly and puts his gun to Reckoning's head.*
Diamondz: Stop doing this ****! Nobody can hear you scream here, we're ****ing 50 miles from the nearest police station and hospital. We in the middle of nowhere now. So you have a zero percent chance of making it out alive if I ****ing shoot you. So just tell me one thing before my crew gets here, why should I keep you alive?
Reckoning: There is no reason. Just shoot me! Life aint something that lasts forever, I've lived a great one so far, so you can go ahead and shoot me.
*Diamondz puts his finger over the trigger. Reckoning braces himself for the shot. The trigger is pulled, but it doesn't fire. Diamondz repeatedly presses the trigger, but the gun won't fire.*
Diamondz: My ****ing gun is jammed! You lucky son of a bitch! Not lucky for long, Fear, shoot him!
*Reckoning reaches into his pockets and takes out the bullets he took from Fear's gun. They are bent up and chipped. Diamondz is furious. He slaps the bullets out of Reckoning's hands.*
Diamondz: Check your gun Fear!
*Fear opens the gun up, and it is empty. Diamondz is red with anger and picks up the guns and tosses them out the already broken window of the dark warehouse. Reckoning actually laughs out loud.*
Diamondz: You think this is ****ing funny?! I've got you ****ing killed! Wait until the rest of my crew gets here!
Reckoning: I don't think they're gonna make it in time.
*Diamondz punches Reckoning in the jaw. He shrugs off the shot and stares directly into Diamondz' eyes.*
Diamondz: What the **** do you mean?
*Reckoning laughs, and pulls out a knife. The knife is the same one he had in his pocket the night where his apartment was shot at. He switches it open, and it shines even in the very dim light of the warehouse. It says 'SLICE' across the side. Reckoning rubs the words, and stares at Diamondz, who is visibly sweating.*
Reckoning: This is what I carry with me everywhere. My little friend. Now, just sit down in that chair, and Fear, tie him up.
*Fear grabs for Reckoning, but he slips away and puts the knife up around Fear's neck. He pushes him away, and Diamondz sits down in the metal chair. Fear ties him up, and Reckoning laughs at them.*
Reckoning: Aight, now whoever was driving, give me the keys.
*Out of nowhere a man comes from behind and hits Reckoning over the head with a metal pipe, knocking him over. Reckoning drops the knife and Fear quickly picks it up. Fear unties the loose knot he had tied on Diamondz, and they place Reckoning, who is seemingly unconscious, back on the chair. They tie him back up, only this time not to the chair. Then the man who hit Reckoning, who is also the largest man of the three, hoists him over his shoulders and tosses him into the back of the black SUV. They skid off, and just as they leave a yellow Hummer can be seen before the camera cuts over to the black SUV.*
Diamondz: Big J, glad to see you could make it!
Big J: Glad I could myself. I don't like this punk either. All he does is talk ****.
Fear: You probably saved our lives you big scary mother****er.
Reckoning: You aint so scary. I've faced many opponents in my life. Your crew, Dr. Pepper, soon Danny Vice and Christian Kane, but you know what? My biggest opponent in my life is myself, because I fear no man, and that makes me the scariest man alive!
*Big J, who now has a pistol in his hands, smacks Reckoning across the face with it. Reckoning shrugs it off and spits at Big J, who goes to shoot him. Reckoning puts his head up against the gun, pushing him to do it. Big J pulls the gun away.*
Reckoning: Exactly my point. I have not died yet today, I will not die Sunday, and I will not die from a bullet ever in my life. I can guarantee it!
Big J: You know, for a man with a gun pointed to his head, you're pretty ****ing cocky!
Reckoning: And for a man your size, you sure have a tiny dick don't you?!
Big J: You know what you little piece of ****? You're gonna die!
*Big J points the gun at Reckoning and puts his finger over the trigger but suddenly a gun shot is fired, crashing through the glass of the back window. It just barely misses Big J. The camera pans to the back windshield and it reveals that the gunman is none other than Chief Spin, firing at the vehicle with a Colt .45 pistol. The car is his custom Hummer. Reckoning sees this and smiles at him. Bullets are flying crazily, and one hits Fear in the arm, sending the car out of control. Big J fires back at Chief Spin as Diamondz desperately tries to get control of the Escalade. Chief Spin floors the car and pulls up along side the car on the dark, faceless road. Chief Spin fires the gun, and it hits Diamondz in the side. The car swerves off the road. Something shiny falls out of Big J's pocket as he fires. Reckoning picks it up as best he can and cuts the rope off. He opens his door and jumps out, just before the car crashes into a metal pole. Reckoning slips his knife back in his pocket. Chief Spin slams on the brakes and drives the car over to pick up Reckoning. Reckoning gets in the car smiling. As they drive away, you can faintly here burning.*
Reckoning: We better speed the **** outta here, that car is gonna explode!
*Chief Spin slams on the gas, and the burning becomes fainter. Suddenly a huge explosion sounds out, the camera showing nothing but the car that is flying into the air. Reckoning is staring at the flying metal.*
Reckoning: Looks like Diamondz aint gonna be around no more...
*Chief Spin returns to normal speed, driving away from the burning black Escalade.*
Reckoning: So how did you find out about this dawg?
Chief Spin: Well, I got released from the Hospital today, and then I saw this fine blonde nurse carrying a flier for your concert. She was crying about it for some reason.
*Reckoning starts laughing hysterically. He signals for Chief Spin to keep going. He nods, curious about why Reckoning is laughing.*
Chief Spin: So I asked her for one, and she shoved the flier into my chest and ran away, her big titties bouncing, and still crying. She muttered something like “That bastard” or something. Anyway, I drove down to the concert, and saw you in a black Escalade with a gun to your head as I drove in to the parking lot. I immediately sped away, after it. I lost sight of it for a bit, but then I saw it heading out of Chicago when I went to a bar to think of what to do. So I stepped back in my car and chased it down here, all the way to Michigan. I'm thinking about sending you to Chicago with a plane ticket.
Reckoning: What about you?
Chief Spin: I'm turning myself into the police, you have a more important career than me, I'll do the time and be back out on the streets in a few years.
Reckoning: NO! Don't you ****ing dare!
Chief Spin: I'm not asking for your opinion gee, sorry, but I've made up my mind.
Reckoning: Aight, well, this match on Sunday will be for you dawg. I love you like a brother man!
*Reckoning hugs Chief Spin in a brotherly fashion, and shakes his head.*
Reckoning: These past few days man...Have been the best and worst days of my life. I should be happy that I'm a huge rap superstar, and that I'm making it just as big in nCw, but I can't. I nearly got shot, you killed three people and you're going to prison for it....
Chief Spin: Don't you ****ing dare feel guilty about me going to prison. Just live your life man. Don't dwell on what happened this week, just go out there and win your match against Christian Kane and Danny Vice. It shouldn't be hard, should it?
Reckoning: Nah, not at all, the wanna be wrestlers. They tryin' to be Hollywood but they just can't fit the bill.
Chief Spin: Awwww shiiiit! Here comes one of your promos!
Reckoning: Ha ha, yeah dawg, this one's for my dawg Chief Spin. You second-rate ****ing posers better be ready for one helluva reckless night! I'm gonna take this fist and shove it so far into your skull, you'll be retarded after the match! You ****ing fagots annoy me man, I mean seriously, you make yourselves out to be the best and most extreme, but you're no better than Goldust! He could wrestle circles around you chumps with one golden painted hand tied around his back! And speaking of gay freaks with gold, as soon as this match is over I'm challenging YOU Dr. Pepper! You will be my next target, as always, but this time, YOU will be the one walking away without a title! This Sunday is nothing but a milestone on my win and loss column. Danny Vice, let's talk man to man here for a second. You really believe you can beat me can't you? You think you can walk away from this with a shot at a title that is rightfully mine! Well wake up! This is the real world, not Dannyland! Wake up from your wet-dream of wrestling me on the mat, and think twice before stepping into that ring with me. I don't give a damn how many ****ty talk shows you get yourself on, it aint gonna help your chances any more, and they're already slim to none! I am fighting for the pride of the murder capital of the world mother****er! And that's exactly what I'll be doing this Sunday, when the fans are screaming my name. I'll take your arms and hook both of the and lift you up into the air. I'll jump, 10, 20, feet in the air off the ground and drive your head so deep into that mat, you'll get three concussions from the concrete below it! This aint no joke kid. Me? I'm OJ Simpson and you're the scared little white bitch! That's right! I just said it! OJ is guilty as hell, and soon I'll be convicted for breaking your neck Danny! Now to you Christian, please, do the world a favor and quit trying to be your brother! You're making a fool out of yourself! I can't stand you, every week you go out into that ring and tell my fans some bull **** about yourself. I aint even heard of you until this week. So shut the **** up, nobody even knows your first name in this business! And hell, even though you carry that famous last name, you aint going nowhere in this business. The only shining star in this black hole of a match is yours truly. You other two are just members of the FJBA, the Future Jobbers of America! So just do the crowd a favor, and lay down in this match. It'll even save yourselves some humiliation and devastation, from the Innovation Of Devastation himself, ME!
*Chief Spin claps loudly, steering perfectly with his knee. He quickly puts his hands back on the wheel.*
Chief Spin: Best...promo...ever!
Reckoning: Why thank you!
Chief Spin: You're welcome dawg.
*Chief Spin turns right, into a dark parking lot. It is an airport. The sun is starting to peak up on the horizon. Chief Spin stops the car and hands the keys to Reckoning.*
Chief Spin: There will be somebody in there who will drive that car to Chicago for you, he'll be in a black suit, give him those keys and tell him the story. That guy is my agent of sorts, he'll take the keys and meet you at the airport in Chicago. I'm so glad I got to meet you Reck.
Reckoning: Chief, the same goes for you. You helped my rap career sky rocket, if there was no Chief Spin, there wouldn't be a Reckoning. Hell, there would barely be a me, thank you for everything dawg, you created and saved what I call my life.
*Reckoning embraces Chief Spin, and opens the car door. He waves once more to him, and walks into the airport. Immediately he sees the man, and hands him the keys. The small man nods and walks outside. Reckoning walks over and buys a ticket to Chicago, which leaves in an hour. He sits down in a chair to wait, thinking about the day that has unfolded. Moments later the small man comes running in to the airport, and he pants loudly, handing Reckoning a note*
?: There was a dead man in the car! He shot himself in the head, and left his note!
*Reckoning looks in awe, and opens the folded up note. He stares at it for a moment. He reads it softly out loud, crying.*
Reckoning:
Dear Reck,
I know this is probably a shock to you, but don't cry or feel remorse. I killed myself because I just couldn't cope with life anymore. I recently found out that my son, was killed by a car that was driven by a drunk driver. I sat thinking to myself, what I could do with my ****ty life. I couldn't find an answer. I never told you about this son, because truthfully I was never a father to him, and that's something I will probably go to hell for. His mother called me to tell me she had hired a lawyer to get money from me, for child support I never payed. I never thought this kid was important to me, until the day he died. I treated myself with more love than I treated others. I hope you read this, so that you know why I committed suicide. It wasn't because of you in anyway, it was my own fault for killing what I considered a life in the past. I hope God sees my case, but I doubt it. Don't change a thing about your lifestyle, it is more important than mine ever was or would've been. I couldn't stand myself, and I wouldn't want you to hate yourself like I did. It leaves you dead with a bullet in your brains. Life is truly something I never had, and I want you to cherish. Don't think about me in your match, just think about winning.
With Brotherly Love,
Chief Spin
*Reckoning bursts out in tears. He kisses his two fingers and points them to the heavens. The camera slowly fades away to black.*
?: STOP!
*The rather average sized man, steps out wearing a Philadelphia Eagles jersey. He stares at Reckoning, the light still not revealing his face. He laughs at Reckoning before opening his lips.*
?: Welcome to Philadelphia mother****er!
*The man walks out to reveal he is Diamondz. He laughs at Reckoning once more.*
Reckoning: Just ****ing shoot me, **** this bull ****! Just put the bullet through my head! End my life! Do it you ****ing pussy!
*Reckoning spits at Diamondz and stands up and head butts him. He sits back down. Diamondz rubs his head and punches Reckoning across the face.*
Diamondz: Shut your ****ing mouth! I do what I ****ing want right now, not you. Yo, Fear, untie him.
*The larger man of the two unties him and lifts him to his feet. Reckoning charges at Fear a few seconds later and grabs the gun from him. Diamondz reacts quickly and puts his gun to Reckoning's head.*
Diamondz: Stop doing this ****! Nobody can hear you scream here, we're ****ing 50 miles from the nearest police station and hospital. We in the middle of nowhere now. So you have a zero percent chance of making it out alive if I ****ing shoot you. So just tell me one thing before my crew gets here, why should I keep you alive?
Reckoning: There is no reason. Just shoot me! Life aint something that lasts forever, I've lived a great one so far, so you can go ahead and shoot me.
*Diamondz puts his finger over the trigger. Reckoning braces himself for the shot. The trigger is pulled, but it doesn't fire. Diamondz repeatedly presses the trigger, but the gun won't fire.*
Diamondz: My ****ing gun is jammed! You lucky son of a bitch! Not lucky for long, Fear, shoot him!
*Reckoning reaches into his pockets and takes out the bullets he took from Fear's gun. They are bent up and chipped. Diamondz is furious. He slaps the bullets out of Reckoning's hands.*
Diamondz: Check your gun Fear!
*Fear opens the gun up, and it is empty. Diamondz is red with anger and picks up the guns and tosses them out the already broken window of the dark warehouse. Reckoning actually laughs out loud.*
Diamondz: You think this is ****ing funny?! I've got you ****ing killed! Wait until the rest of my crew gets here!
Reckoning: I don't think they're gonna make it in time.
*Diamondz punches Reckoning in the jaw. He shrugs off the shot and stares directly into Diamondz' eyes.*
Diamondz: What the **** do you mean?
*Reckoning laughs, and pulls out a knife. The knife is the same one he had in his pocket the night where his apartment was shot at. He switches it open, and it shines even in the very dim light of the warehouse. It says 'SLICE' across the side. Reckoning rubs the words, and stares at Diamondz, who is visibly sweating.*
Reckoning: This is what I carry with me everywhere. My little friend. Now, just sit down in that chair, and Fear, tie him up.
*Fear grabs for Reckoning, but he slips away and puts the knife up around Fear's neck. He pushes him away, and Diamondz sits down in the metal chair. Fear ties him up, and Reckoning laughs at them.*
Reckoning: Aight, now whoever was driving, give me the keys.
*Out of nowhere a man comes from behind and hits Reckoning over the head with a metal pipe, knocking him over. Reckoning drops the knife and Fear quickly picks it up. Fear unties the loose knot he had tied on Diamondz, and they place Reckoning, who is seemingly unconscious, back on the chair. They tie him back up, only this time not to the chair. Then the man who hit Reckoning, who is also the largest man of the three, hoists him over his shoulders and tosses him into the back of the black SUV. They skid off, and just as they leave a yellow Hummer can be seen before the camera cuts over to the black SUV.*
Diamondz: Big J, glad to see you could make it!
Big J: Glad I could myself. I don't like this punk either. All he does is talk ****.
Fear: You probably saved our lives you big scary mother****er.
Reckoning: You aint so scary. I've faced many opponents in my life. Your crew, Dr. Pepper, soon Danny Vice and Christian Kane, but you know what? My biggest opponent in my life is myself, because I fear no man, and that makes me the scariest man alive!
*Big J, who now has a pistol in his hands, smacks Reckoning across the face with it. Reckoning shrugs it off and spits at Big J, who goes to shoot him. Reckoning puts his head up against the gun, pushing him to do it. Big J pulls the gun away.*
Reckoning: Exactly my point. I have not died yet today, I will not die Sunday, and I will not die from a bullet ever in my life. I can guarantee it!
Big J: You know, for a man with a gun pointed to his head, you're pretty ****ing cocky!
Reckoning: And for a man your size, you sure have a tiny dick don't you?!
Big J: You know what you little piece of ****? You're gonna die!
*Big J points the gun at Reckoning and puts his finger over the trigger but suddenly a gun shot is fired, crashing through the glass of the back window. It just barely misses Big J. The camera pans to the back windshield and it reveals that the gunman is none other than Chief Spin, firing at the vehicle with a Colt .45 pistol. The car is his custom Hummer. Reckoning sees this and smiles at him. Bullets are flying crazily, and one hits Fear in the arm, sending the car out of control. Big J fires back at Chief Spin as Diamondz desperately tries to get control of the Escalade. Chief Spin floors the car and pulls up along side the car on the dark, faceless road. Chief Spin fires the gun, and it hits Diamondz in the side. The car swerves off the road. Something shiny falls out of Big J's pocket as he fires. Reckoning picks it up as best he can and cuts the rope off. He opens his door and jumps out, just before the car crashes into a metal pole. Reckoning slips his knife back in his pocket. Chief Spin slams on the brakes and drives the car over to pick up Reckoning. Reckoning gets in the car smiling. As they drive away, you can faintly here burning.*
Reckoning: We better speed the **** outta here, that car is gonna explode!
*Chief Spin slams on the gas, and the burning becomes fainter. Suddenly a huge explosion sounds out, the camera showing nothing but the car that is flying into the air. Reckoning is staring at the flying metal.*
Reckoning: Looks like Diamondz aint gonna be around no more...
*Chief Spin returns to normal speed, driving away from the burning black Escalade.*
Reckoning: So how did you find out about this dawg?
Chief Spin: Well, I got released from the Hospital today, and then I saw this fine blonde nurse carrying a flier for your concert. She was crying about it for some reason.
*Reckoning starts laughing hysterically. He signals for Chief Spin to keep going. He nods, curious about why Reckoning is laughing.*
Chief Spin: So I asked her for one, and she shoved the flier into my chest and ran away, her big titties bouncing, and still crying. She muttered something like “That bastard” or something. Anyway, I drove down to the concert, and saw you in a black Escalade with a gun to your head as I drove in to the parking lot. I immediately sped away, after it. I lost sight of it for a bit, but then I saw it heading out of Chicago when I went to a bar to think of what to do. So I stepped back in my car and chased it down here, all the way to Michigan. I'm thinking about sending you to Chicago with a plane ticket.
Reckoning: What about you?
Chief Spin: I'm turning myself into the police, you have a more important career than me, I'll do the time and be back out on the streets in a few years.
Reckoning: NO! Don't you ****ing dare!
Chief Spin: I'm not asking for your opinion gee, sorry, but I've made up my mind.
Reckoning: Aight, well, this match on Sunday will be for you dawg. I love you like a brother man!
*Reckoning hugs Chief Spin in a brotherly fashion, and shakes his head.*
Reckoning: These past few days man...Have been the best and worst days of my life. I should be happy that I'm a huge rap superstar, and that I'm making it just as big in nCw, but I can't. I nearly got shot, you killed three people and you're going to prison for it....
Chief Spin: Don't you ****ing dare feel guilty about me going to prison. Just live your life man. Don't dwell on what happened this week, just go out there and win your match against Christian Kane and Danny Vice. It shouldn't be hard, should it?
Reckoning: Nah, not at all, the wanna be wrestlers. They tryin' to be Hollywood but they just can't fit the bill.
Chief Spin: Awwww shiiiit! Here comes one of your promos!
Reckoning: Ha ha, yeah dawg, this one's for my dawg Chief Spin. You second-rate ****ing posers better be ready for one helluva reckless night! I'm gonna take this fist and shove it so far into your skull, you'll be retarded after the match! You ****ing fagots annoy me man, I mean seriously, you make yourselves out to be the best and most extreme, but you're no better than Goldust! He could wrestle circles around you chumps with one golden painted hand tied around his back! And speaking of gay freaks with gold, as soon as this match is over I'm challenging YOU Dr. Pepper! You will be my next target, as always, but this time, YOU will be the one walking away without a title! This Sunday is nothing but a milestone on my win and loss column. Danny Vice, let's talk man to man here for a second. You really believe you can beat me can't you? You think you can walk away from this with a shot at a title that is rightfully mine! Well wake up! This is the real world, not Dannyland! Wake up from your wet-dream of wrestling me on the mat, and think twice before stepping into that ring with me. I don't give a damn how many ****ty talk shows you get yourself on, it aint gonna help your chances any more, and they're already slim to none! I am fighting for the pride of the murder capital of the world mother****er! And that's exactly what I'll be doing this Sunday, when the fans are screaming my name. I'll take your arms and hook both of the and lift you up into the air. I'll jump, 10, 20, feet in the air off the ground and drive your head so deep into that mat, you'll get three concussions from the concrete below it! This aint no joke kid. Me? I'm OJ Simpson and you're the scared little white bitch! That's right! I just said it! OJ is guilty as hell, and soon I'll be convicted for breaking your neck Danny! Now to you Christian, please, do the world a favor and quit trying to be your brother! You're making a fool out of yourself! I can't stand you, every week you go out into that ring and tell my fans some bull **** about yourself. I aint even heard of you until this week. So shut the **** up, nobody even knows your first name in this business! And hell, even though you carry that famous last name, you aint going nowhere in this business. The only shining star in this black hole of a match is yours truly. You other two are just members of the FJBA, the Future Jobbers of America! So just do the crowd a favor, and lay down in this match. It'll even save yourselves some humiliation and devastation, from the Innovation Of Devastation himself, ME!
*Chief Spin claps loudly, steering perfectly with his knee. He quickly puts his hands back on the wheel.*
Chief Spin: Best...promo...ever!
Reckoning: Why thank you!
Chief Spin: You're welcome dawg.
*Chief Spin turns right, into a dark parking lot. It is an airport. The sun is starting to peak up on the horizon. Chief Spin stops the car and hands the keys to Reckoning.*
Chief Spin: There will be somebody in there who will drive that car to Chicago for you, he'll be in a black suit, give him those keys and tell him the story. That guy is my agent of sorts, he'll take the keys and meet you at the airport in Chicago. I'm so glad I got to meet you Reck.
Reckoning: Chief, the same goes for you. You helped my rap career sky rocket, if there was no Chief Spin, there wouldn't be a Reckoning. Hell, there would barely be a me, thank you for everything dawg, you created and saved what I call my life.
*Reckoning embraces Chief Spin, and opens the car door. He waves once more to him, and walks into the airport. Immediately he sees the man, and hands him the keys. The small man nods and walks outside. Reckoning walks over and buys a ticket to Chicago, which leaves in an hour. He sits down in a chair to wait, thinking about the day that has unfolded. Moments later the small man comes running in to the airport, and he pants loudly, handing Reckoning a note*
?: There was a dead man in the car! He shot himself in the head, and left his note!
*Reckoning looks in awe, and opens the folded up note. He stares at it for a moment. He reads it softly out loud, crying.*
Reckoning:
Dear Reck,
I know this is probably a shock to you, but don't cry or feel remorse. I killed myself because I just couldn't cope with life anymore. I recently found out that my son, was killed by a car that was driven by a drunk driver. I sat thinking to myself, what I could do with my ****ty life. I couldn't find an answer. I never told you about this son, because truthfully I was never a father to him, and that's something I will probably go to hell for. His mother called me to tell me she had hired a lawyer to get money from me, for child support I never payed. I never thought this kid was important to me, until the day he died. I treated myself with more love than I treated others. I hope you read this, so that you know why I committed suicide. It wasn't because of you in anyway, it was my own fault for killing what I considered a life in the past. I hope God sees my case, but I doubt it. Don't change a thing about your lifestyle, it is more important than mine ever was or would've been. I couldn't stand myself, and I wouldn't want you to hate yourself like I did. It leaves you dead with a bullet in your brains. Life is truly something I never had, and I want you to cherish. Don't think about me in your match, just think about winning.
With Brotherly Love,
Chief Spin
*Reckoning bursts out in tears. He kisses his two fingers and points them to the heavens. The camera slowly fades away to black.*