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[A scene opens with Masta Red walking down the streets of downtown Atlanta. He is dressed in a striped black suit and a Kangol hat. He contines to walk down the streets. He looks in his pocket and pulls out a peice of paper with some kinda illustration on it. He reads it and heads down an alley. He walks down the alley slowly when he hears something moves behind him. Masta Red turns around and looks at a man holding a butter knife wearing a dirty trenchcoat and a pair of black jeans.]
Man: Give me all of your money.
Masta Red: Vince told me to watch out for the homeless. Look guy I don't have time to waste on you ass. So why don't you go back into the box that you was at before I came over here.
Man: I don't live in no damn box. I like in a trash can. But that doesn't matter, you better fork over that cash before I slice you to peices.
Masta Red: Okay, you have to be kidding me right. What are you going to do with that dull as butter knife? Spread me some peanut butter or heat it up and slice through some butter, cause there ain't going to be too much cutting me here.
Man: Man that ain't no butter, this is a machete. Enuff talking I am going to get your money one way or another.
[The man begins to walk towards Masta Red. Masta Red jumps stands there as he gets closer. Masta Red jumps at the man and he falls on the ground.]
Masta Red: Oh my god, you are a real big tough man you little pussy.
Man: LEAVE ME ALONE! I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!
Masta Red: No you ain't here. [Reaches into pocket.] Here is one of those airplane Vodka things. I am sure that this will stimulate your brain cells for awhile.
[Masta Red throws the man the bottle of Vodka and he drinks it up very quickly. He wipes his mouth and crawls back into his trashcan. Masta Red just shakes his head and continues to walk. Masta Red pulls out the peice of paper again and continues walking.]
Masta Red: I wonder why Vince needed me to go to the old folks home. He gave me a check and everything just to go to this place. Hmmm.. I wonder why.
[Masta Red turns the corner and sees this very big and fancy looking retirement home. He walks down to the retirement home and enters the door. He walks up to the man receponist behind the desk.]
Masta Red: Hey man, I have an appointment to be here today. To do something for TCW.
Receponist: [In a girlish voice.] Yes I know.
Masta Red: Yeah that is nice to know. Where am I suppose to be going?
Receponist: [In a girlish voice.] Down the hall to your left and then take the first right you see. Go through a set of double doors and you should be in the right place, big boy.
Masta Red: Umm.. Yeah thanks.
[Masta Red walks down the hall looking back at the man that is staring at him smiling broadly. Masta Red picks up his pace and turns left down a hall then turns right and goes through the doors. He walks into see tons of old men and women sleeping in their wheelchairs and playing some card games. He sees a nurse on the other side of the room and walks over to her. She looks over at Masta Red and begins to smile.]
Nurse: May I help you?
Masta Red: Yeah my name is..
Nurse: I know who you are. I watch you on aWa and TCW. You are that wrestler Masta Red.
Masta Red: Why yes I am. I am here..
Nurse: Here to entertain the elderly today.
Masta Red: Entertain? I ain't the entertainer, that is Hawk.
Nurse: That may be true, but you here today. Do you know what you are going to do today?
Masta Red: No clue.
Nurse: You are suppose to be wrestling the only guy that we have on our staff today.
Masta Red: WHAT?! You mean that queer receponist guy at the front desk.
Nurse: [Laughs.] Yes him.
Masta Red: NO! Why can't I wrestle you instead?
Nurse: Cause it would not be fair, I hurt you little man.
Masta Red: I bet you will. What am I suppose to wear? This is all that I brought with me.
Nurse: Well, you can wrestle in a gown.
Masta Red: And have my ass all out, no thanks, I will just wrestle in my pants and this t-shirt I have under here.
Nurse: You going to wrestle in those wing-tips?
Masta Red: I guess I will have to. Well I am going to meet the people here I will be back in a second.
[Masta Red begins to walk over to the elderly people in the room. He goes over to some old lady that is on an oxygen tank.]
Masta Red: Hey there, lady. You look nice and young today..
Lady: Screw you sonny, I am 105, I know I ain't young. You had better get away from me.
[The lady begins to swing her cane at Masta Red hitting him on the back of the leg and the side. Masta Red runs from the old lady as she goes to the other side and sits down with her oxygen tank looking very mad at Masta Red. Masta Red walks to a table with some old men playing Poker.]
Old Man 1: Read em and weap, heheh, four of a kind, Aces, beat that!
Old Man 2: Sh*t, he beat me.
Old Man 3: You cheating old fart. I got a Ace over here to. You are tryin to rob us over here.
Old Man 1: What you saw you damn vegetable, that is why you can get out of that chair, acting like a mangy mutt.
Old Man 3: What you say? I didn't hear you.
Old Man 2: Me either.
[Both of the men turn up their hearind aides and look over at the old man.]
Old Man 1: I said, I said... What did I just say.
Old Man 3: I don't know we couldn't hear you.
Old Man 1: Oh yeah, deal em up.
Masta Red: Hey guys I am the entertainment for the day.
Old Man 2: What kinda entertainment are you? You don't have hooters. That nurse over there needs to be the entertainment. I haven't had a woody in 20 years. The Viagara ain't working for me.
Old Man 3: Me either.
Old Man 1: Me two.
Masta Red: Well I may not have hooters, but I am going to beat up on that fag receponist yall have here.
Old Man 3: You mean Peter. I hope you beat his ass. His gay ass always wants to give someone a sponge bath. That is why I can't get a hard one cause I have some faggot ass man rubbing on my balls.
Masta Red: That is nice, I am over here.
[Masta Red walks over from the men as they continue to complain about stuff. He walks over to a chair and that away from the rest and sits down. He looks up at the camera and begins to talk.]
Masta Red: Well coming off a tremendous win over fellow CBK memeber Mike Anderson I feel very good here in TCW. 2 and 0 win a brand new title around my waist. CBK has gotten stronger than ever before, with he new editions and the older members of the federation. Anderson, you put up a helluva fight, but the new guns are going to start rolling in now pimp. But Anderson our fight is just a way for me to go higher in the federation as you follow me and the rest of CBK to the top of the federation where we are going to be very soon. Which leds me to Wednesday against Ghost From Hell.
[A man rolls over to Masta Red in his wheelchair looking at Masta Red.]
Man: Hey there sonny, you ain't The Hawk.
Masta Red: My god, you can see!
Man: He said The Entertainer was going to be here, not some no name.
Masta Red: What the f*ck? You know what Hawk is a poor excuse of a wrestler and the only thing that he is entertaining is his dead uncle. I tell you what, I bet you want to go for a little ride don't you.
Man: What are you talking about?
Masta Red: You want to go on a ride outside.
[Masta Red grabs the man's wheelchair. Starts running behind it and sends the man sailing out of the room flying down the hall. Masta Red looks around to make sure no one was looking at him. He sits back down and continues to talk.]
Masta Red: Now back to Ghost From Hell. I have heard all of this about you, how good you are, how much you really try. But I have seen you do nothing but whine like the little biatch that you are GFH. GFH, I haven't seen much from you, you haven't beat anyone as long as I have been here, that I realize. You talk alot of shznit, yet you are a poor excuse for a wrestler. You have already witnessed what I am capable of doing GFH, I have beaten Rin Tin Tin, I have beaten my fellow stablemate in Mike Anderson, now you think that you are just going to waltz into the squared circle against me and beat me? GFH, you are not too bright son. I can't wait until I get my first real match here in TCW, I haven't faced anyone worth fighting here yet, but I relly don't think you will fair any better than the others did. You aren't worth the time of day to face GFH. I have missed your presence here in TCW in the last couple of days. You seem to be waiting for something, a shot or some sorts to prove yourself to everyone in this federation. While you are waiting I am taking everything in my own hands. That is why I am the TCW International Champion, I didn't win this only cause I am THAT DAMN GOOD, I won it cause I F'N took it son, unlike you, I know what I want in life and that is to be the best, while you just want to get by with a good name.
Nurse: Masta Red are you ready? The people are starting to get disgruntled about waiting so long.
Masta Red: Hey gay dude ain't going to try and feel on me is he?
Nurse: I don't think so.
Masta Red: If he does there might be bloodshed.
Nurse: We are nurses here, we will fix him up. Now go over to that side of the mat.
Masta Red: THIS IS WHAT WE ARE WRESTLING ON? A PEICE OF PLASTIC!
Nurse: Why yes.
Masta Red: I f*ck around and land the wrong way, I could seriously injure myself.
Nurse: WE ARE NURSES RED, NURSES! Now get over there.
[Masta Red sighs and walks over to the side of the mat. He leans up against the wall and the old folks are wheeled over to the side of the mat. The receponist comes in and all of the people in the room boo him as he steps on the mat wearing a pink toto and a blue feather hat. Masta Red shakes he head and steps on the mat. The receponist begins to walk around the mat as Masta Red just stands there looking at him. Suddenly one of the women jump up and begins to scream.]
Woman: BEAT HIS ASS, MASTA RED!
[Masta Red looks over at the lady as the nurse's quickly rush over to calm here down as other old folks begin to get a little out of hand. The receponist runs at Masta Red and Masta Red just push him to the ground. All of the people start getting excited. Masta Red kicks the receponist in the head and they begin to yell. Masta Red is shocked he picks up the receponist and slams him down. One man jumps up and begins to dance around. Then grabs his heart and falls back into the wheelchair. A nurse quickly grabs the wheelchair and wheels him away. Masta Red just laughs as the receponist is on the ground moaning like a biatch.]
Receponist: Man, I'll suck your di...
[Masta Red quickly punches the receponist in the mouth and he goes flying back to the mat in incredible pain. Masta Red walks off the mat and raises his hands in the air and the old folks contine cheering. Masta Red grabs a bottled water and sits down in his chair. That female nurse comes back over to talk to Masta Red.]
Nurse: GREAT JOB!
Masta Red: Thanks, I try.
Nurse: You really showed alot out there. Hell you even did something most of us couldn't do, get this old folkies out their chairs and have fun here at this retirement home. Well I am going to tend to the ones that are too excited, bye.
Masta Red: Bye. Well after another little workout I am back to GFH. GFH, you are trying to intimidate me, but it ain't working son, I already know that I have you beaten, you are two much of a little boy to ever beat me. Talking about doomsday and all this other bullshznit. I can tell you one thing, when Wednesday come it won't be Judgement Day, it won't be Doomsday, it won't be any of that corny ass shznit, what it will be is me kicking your ass day. This will be a time for you either to show the world that you are more than the little bitty peice of shznit guy that thinks he is good, but to really and I mean REALLY show everyone that you are tremendously better than the top competition here in TCW. But to tell you the truth GFH, you are not good, but I am, and I don't need to beat you to prove it, I have already proven it. GFH, you are just another road block thrown out in front of me that is going to be ran over as I continue on my climb to the top of the federation. I will beat you GFH, you are not good enough to be me, nor will you ever be good enough to beat me. So when you step into the ring against me Wednesday, don't expect to win, but expect to be CRUSHED!
[Masta Red grabs his cloths and walks out of the room. He sees the receponist rubbing his face where Masta Red punched him at. He sees Masta Red and takes off running. Masta Red laughs and continues to walks towards the exit as the scene fades.]
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