Post by Rob Diamond on Mar 18, 2009 10:40:43 GMT -6
So whats the point of this again?
( The question hangs in the air as the scene fades into Rob Diamond in the kitchen of Diamond, jeans, plain tee and an apron. He's standing at the kitchen counter, Mike Honcho, dressed similarly is standing next to him. Chris Diamond stands behind both of them with his arms crossed wearing only a Hugh Hefner style robe and slippers. )
Chris: How many times do I have to tell you?
Rob: One more.
Chris: I'm tired of the two of you constantly bickering like a couple of little children. Rob your 23, Mike, you look much older, but are not. It's time the two of you started acting like a family instead of rivals.
Mike: Well if Rob would stop watching me in the shower there might not be any problems.
( Rob glares at Honcho. )
Rob: Dude, I walked in on you one time, it was a mistake, the door was open, I didn't know you were in there.
Mike: The shower running didn't give you a clue?
Rob: It wasn't running, you were standing there naked with your junk tucked between your legs like ****ing Buffalo Bill from "Silence of the Lambs" with "Goodbye Horses" playing in the background you sick freak.
Mike: Thats how I prep for the shower a-hole.
( Chris pounds his fist on the table. )
Chris: ENOUGH!
( Both Rob and Mike jump a little. )
Chris: Now if your quite done, get back to making that soap so we can get back to being a happy family.
( Both Rob and Mike turn back to the counter and continue making their soap. )
Mike: Not to agree with Uncle Rob, but what does him making penis shaped soap have to do with us being a family?
Rob: I'm not making penis shaped soap.
Mike: Why not, it'd probably reach allot further, and keep you clean for your next fling.
Rob: Thats it Honcho, your dead!
( Rob chucks his soap at the wall and goes to attack Honcho but Chris gets in between them. )
Chris: Ok, you guys wanna do it like that, then we'll do it like that. Take your shirts off and meet me in the basement.
( Chris starts walking away as the other two Diamond's stare at each other, silently questioning what Chris is up to. )
Chris: NOW!
( Rob jumps into stride with his brother as they head down the steps into the basement, Mike is quick to follow. We catch up with them in the basement, or rather, the garage. It's empty at the moment, nothing much to see, concrete floor, plain white walls, a couple of support beams scattered about. Rob now stands in just his jeans, shirt and shoes removed, Mike is the same. Chris stands against the far wall. )
Chris: The two of you wanna kick each others ass so bad, fine, kick each others ass. Do what you gotta do, get the anger out, because Sunday you have a chance to make a name for yourselves in the tag team division and I'm not going to watch my son and brother fail again.
Rob: You want us to fight "Fight Club" style?
Chris: Yeah.
Mike: SWEET!
( Mike cold cocks Rob right across the jaw. Rob stumbles back. )
Rob: THE HELL MIKE !?
Mike: I'm gonna enjoy kicking your ass.
( Mike bicycle kicks Rob in the chest and Rob falls back into one of the support beams. )
Mike: Did you see me dad?
( Chris nods and Mike turns back to Rob who is up and charges Mike, spearing him back and knocking him on the ground. Rob begins to punch Mike brutally in the face over and over again. In an attempt to get Rob off Mike pokes him square in the eye and Rob falls off him. Mike punches Rob right in the stomach, then gets up and knees him in the face. Honcho circles Rob and prepares to kick him again but Rob grabs Honcho's leg and pulls it out from under him, his head slamming the ground. Rob gets up and wipes the blood away from his mouth. Honcho stands too. Rob takes a swing and hits Mike right in the nose, blood flies out, Honcho responds with a kick to Rob's groin and a clothes line. Honcho goes to drop an elbow but Rob moves and Mike hits the hard cold floor. Honcho is on all fours when Rob kicks him in the chest, knocking him back down. Like a burst of lighting Honcho gets off the floor and spears Rob into the plaster wall, putting a hole in it...
20 minutes later...
Rob and Mike are both sitting on the floor against the wall, their eyes are black and swollen, their noses are a little crocked,blood covers their faces and torsos. Chris walks over to them. )
Chris: Now, are the two of you ready to kick some Echoes ass?
( Rob looks at Mike, Mike looks at Rob. )
Rob and Mike: Hell yeah.
Mike: Every chump doesn't stand a chance against the united states of Diamond homes.
Rob: By the time Sovereign starts, their going to be nothing more than Echoes of former roster members.
Chris: About damn time the two of you started to agree on something.
Mike: Sunday I'm going to perform the greatest magic trick of all.
Rob: Joe can "disappear" on his own.
Mike: No, I'm going to make him appear then pound his ass into the mat.
Rob: Touche Mr. Honcho, now, lets go have some meat loaf.
( A surprised look comes over Mike's face as he looks at his bloody Uncle. )
Mike: I thought you'd never ask.
( Fade out. )
( The question hangs in the air as the scene fades into Rob Diamond in the kitchen of Diamond, jeans, plain tee and an apron. He's standing at the kitchen counter, Mike Honcho, dressed similarly is standing next to him. Chris Diamond stands behind both of them with his arms crossed wearing only a Hugh Hefner style robe and slippers. )
Chris: How many times do I have to tell you?
Rob: One more.
Chris: I'm tired of the two of you constantly bickering like a couple of little children. Rob your 23, Mike, you look much older, but are not. It's time the two of you started acting like a family instead of rivals.
Mike: Well if Rob would stop watching me in the shower there might not be any problems.
( Rob glares at Honcho. )
Rob: Dude, I walked in on you one time, it was a mistake, the door was open, I didn't know you were in there.
Mike: The shower running didn't give you a clue?
Rob: It wasn't running, you were standing there naked with your junk tucked between your legs like ****ing Buffalo Bill from "Silence of the Lambs" with "Goodbye Horses" playing in the background you sick freak.
Mike: Thats how I prep for the shower a-hole.
( Chris pounds his fist on the table. )
Chris: ENOUGH!
( Both Rob and Mike jump a little. )
Chris: Now if your quite done, get back to making that soap so we can get back to being a happy family.
( Both Rob and Mike turn back to the counter and continue making their soap. )
Mike: Not to agree with Uncle Rob, but what does him making penis shaped soap have to do with us being a family?
Rob: I'm not making penis shaped soap.
Mike: Why not, it'd probably reach allot further, and keep you clean for your next fling.
Rob: Thats it Honcho, your dead!
( Rob chucks his soap at the wall and goes to attack Honcho but Chris gets in between them. )
Chris: Ok, you guys wanna do it like that, then we'll do it like that. Take your shirts off and meet me in the basement.
( Chris starts walking away as the other two Diamond's stare at each other, silently questioning what Chris is up to. )
Chris: NOW!
( Rob jumps into stride with his brother as they head down the steps into the basement, Mike is quick to follow. We catch up with them in the basement, or rather, the garage. It's empty at the moment, nothing much to see, concrete floor, plain white walls, a couple of support beams scattered about. Rob now stands in just his jeans, shirt and shoes removed, Mike is the same. Chris stands against the far wall. )
Chris: The two of you wanna kick each others ass so bad, fine, kick each others ass. Do what you gotta do, get the anger out, because Sunday you have a chance to make a name for yourselves in the tag team division and I'm not going to watch my son and brother fail again.
Rob: You want us to fight "Fight Club" style?
Chris: Yeah.
Mike: SWEET!
( Mike cold cocks Rob right across the jaw. Rob stumbles back. )
Rob: THE HELL MIKE !?
Mike: I'm gonna enjoy kicking your ass.
( Mike bicycle kicks Rob in the chest and Rob falls back into one of the support beams. )
Mike: Did you see me dad?
( Chris nods and Mike turns back to Rob who is up and charges Mike, spearing him back and knocking him on the ground. Rob begins to punch Mike brutally in the face over and over again. In an attempt to get Rob off Mike pokes him square in the eye and Rob falls off him. Mike punches Rob right in the stomach, then gets up and knees him in the face. Honcho circles Rob and prepares to kick him again but Rob grabs Honcho's leg and pulls it out from under him, his head slamming the ground. Rob gets up and wipes the blood away from his mouth. Honcho stands too. Rob takes a swing and hits Mike right in the nose, blood flies out, Honcho responds with a kick to Rob's groin and a clothes line. Honcho goes to drop an elbow but Rob moves and Mike hits the hard cold floor. Honcho is on all fours when Rob kicks him in the chest, knocking him back down. Like a burst of lighting Honcho gets off the floor and spears Rob into the plaster wall, putting a hole in it...
20 minutes later...
Rob and Mike are both sitting on the floor against the wall, their eyes are black and swollen, their noses are a little crocked,blood covers their faces and torsos. Chris walks over to them. )
Chris: Now, are the two of you ready to kick some Echoes ass?
( Rob looks at Mike, Mike looks at Rob. )
Rob and Mike: Hell yeah.
Mike: Every chump doesn't stand a chance against the united states of Diamond homes.
Rob: By the time Sovereign starts, their going to be nothing more than Echoes of former roster members.
Chris: About damn time the two of you started to agree on something.
Mike: Sunday I'm going to perform the greatest magic trick of all.
Rob: Joe can "disappear" on his own.
Mike: No, I'm going to make him appear then pound his ass into the mat.
Rob: Touche Mr. Honcho, now, lets go have some meat loaf.
( A surprised look comes over Mike's face as he looks at his bloody Uncle. )
Mike: I thought you'd never ask.
( Fade out. )