[Scene] The scene begins and captures Josh Sutton sitting in his study. A large scrapbook is pulled in front of him. The pictures outline his most historic achievements. From the minor leagues to the big leagues. The top header reads 'JEW'. Sutton sighs as he turns the page, looking up and noticing the camera. He puts his hands over the book, looking ready to give another sermon. Instead he invites you over to partake in the memory train of events. You first take site on Josh Sutton, busted open, waving a JEW flag in the middle of the ring with a title belt strapped around his waist. To the right a very familiar face stands out... It's a younger Steven Hulin... Sutton points to the picture as if to add his own emotional silent commentary. Sutton looks up, smirking as he shuts the book, possibly pushing history to the side. Symbolic...
Sutton: Steven Hulin... The Snoops... So at long last we meet in the ring. Heh... It seems like only yesterday I walked into the Just Electrifying Wrestling locker room and laid eyes on you for the first time. My, my, how things have changed young Steven. You've went from a nerdy, gawky eyed kid to becoming a shooting star for success. My how things turn out.
[Scene] Sutton gets up from his place of rest and walks to the center of the room, looking around the study at all of his trophies and memorable moments.
Sutton: I remember stepping into the JEW locker room. It was my first day back on American soil in three years. Japan had increased my stature for die-hard fans in the States. I had a cult following... I was back in the big leagues after being gone for so long. It felt great. I remember it so well, Steven. Walking through those doors... Looking around at the 'equals'. Meeting the new boss... Looking to the back of the room to see a pathetic little kid, scared out of his mind.
[Scene] Sutton smirks to himself, delighting in the recollection.
Sutton: That was you, Steven Hulin. I remember your dark eyes, filled with an uncanny terror. The sweat was nearly spraying on you. But who could blame you? You were so new to the game. I never had another thought about it... until... months later in the second installment of the promotion you got a wild hair... A wild hair that made you make a huge mistake. You STOLE something from me that to be honest, I really didn't care about... Mini Sutton. But the mere fact that you actually had the audacity to do it was enough to drive me insane.
Sutton: So what did I do? Did I hunt you down? Lay waste to you in the parking lot? In the gym? In the locker room? At your house? No! No! No! I kidnapped someone that was very close to you. That's one of my favorite memories, Snoops. I remember the sweet smell of her hair... The apple essence of her shampoo swam in my nasal passages for long hours. The beauty in her eyes... The slut in her heart... Ah yes, Snoops...
[Scene] Sutton bows his head softly. You can see his stomach rolling with laughter.
Sutton: Jamie Sweets... Jamie Sweets... Jamie Sweets...
[Scene] Sutton does a mock mambo across the floor.
Sutton: She and I danced for long hours of the night, Steven... I gave her things that you could have never even attempted. What I took from you eventually brought me brief happiness. So I guess in theory, I should thank you... But what I took from you also brought me displeasure and sadness in the long run...
Sutton: For that... Steven... For that, I hate you.
[Scene] Sutton slaps himself across the face, shaking away the invisible cobwebs.
Sutton: If I'm not careful, I'll get stuck in the past. It's time to put the history behind us Steven... It's time for ME to bury the hatchet. The day of reckoning is coming and I can still see that scared little kid sitting at the back of the locker room. I care not about 'The Revolution'... I care not about your cause... I care not about your friends... I care not about your career... Snoops...
[Scene] Sutton's voice drops to low key.
Sutton: It's time to show everyone the little kid that dwells within you... Whether I have to expose it through words or beat it out of you in sweet surrender... It will occur... The beautiful currents of clarity and truth have began to spring under the tides... Mercy me... Mercy you...
[Scene] The scene fades out with a close up of the scrapbook... F A D E.