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[The scene opens up in a hotel room. Josh Sutton is unpacking his suitcases and appears to have just arrived. Sutton searches through the bags, and empties the remaining items, then tosses the bag to the floor along with a couple of others. He opens the dresser and a drawer falls to the floor. Sutton angerly picks it up and throws it against the wall, splitting it into two uneven pieces. The star of the show, Mini Sutton comes running onto the scene from the bathroom.
Mini Sutton: You make big boom.. What you do? (just as Sutton is about to answer, there is a knock at the door.) Sutton: Get the door...and shut up. [Mini Sutton walks to the door and reaches, but he can't get a grasp on the knob. Mini Sutton begins hopping, trying to open it. He grumbles and falls to the floor. Sutton: You really are pathetic you know that? [Another knock at the door. Sutton curses them then walks over, answering it and Dravyn, JEW's very own Pot Head Icon walks in.] Sutton: Dravyn....what a...umm..surprise. Dravyn: Yeah, I heard a crash, so I thought I'd come check it out. Sutton: Yeah, the dresser drawer fell out. Dravyn: Yeah, but how'd it get all the way over here. Sutton: MAN, QUIT WORRYING ABOUT THE FUCKING DRAWER ALRIGHT!!? Dravyn: Whoa..man you need to mellow out. Sutton: Sorry, I guess I'm just a little wired for my match against Assassin. I've been in a bad mood all day. Dravyn: A little? Man, you are having a nervous breakdown. I got something that will calm you down. Sutton: What do you have? [Dravyn reaches into his pocket and pulls out a perfectly rolled joint. He hands it to Sutton, who examines it.] Sutton: What the fuck? Dravyn: It's weed dude.. Sutton: I know what it is, dumbass. Why would I want it? Dravyn: Calm down. It was just a suggestion. It cures my problems. I just thought maybe it might cure yours as well. [Sutton hands the joint back to Dravyn, who pulls out his lighter.] Dravyn: I was trying to be nice. Sutton: Dravyn, I now know I didn't recruit you into The Controlling Factor for your intelligence. Must have been your high tolerance for pain. Dravyn: Cool...Mind if I smoke? Sutton: Actua... Dravyn: Thanks man. [Dravyn sticks the joint between his lips and lights it, taking in the toxins. His face lights up and he exhales, brushes of smoke flooding around Sutton's face. Sutton coughs alittle and Dravyn laughs. Mini Sutton returns onto the scene.] Mini Sutton: Me have some? Dravyn: Whoa, Sutton, you never told me your dwarf smoked weed. Sutton: He's a midget. Dravyn: dwarf, midget same difference. He's still a pretty badass little guy. Here you go dude. [Dravyn hands the joint to Mini Sutton and he puts it to his lips. Mini Sutton takes a huge burn off the joint and inhales, smoke travels back up just as quick as it travels down and he starts coughing wildly. Mini Sutton: Me head hurt! Dravyn: Whoa...I haven't seen someone take that big of a hit before. This little fucker burned half my joint man. He's a stoner...that's far out. A stoned dwarf. Sutton: Midget, dumbass. Dravyn: Whatever, so what's the plan for your match agaisnt Assassin. Sutton: Plan? Dravyn: Yeah, don't we have a plan? Sutton: We? Last time I checked it was Josh Sutton vs. Assassin for the global title. I didn't see a Dravyn & Josh Sutton vs. Assassin match signed. Dravyn: You know what I mean. Sutton: No I don't know what you mean..The only plan I have, is to walk down to the ring, stand toe to toe with the so called "greatest" JEW has to offer, and battle him until one of us is declared the winner. The goal is to come out the winner, and so far this plan has never failed. Dravyn: But what about me? Sutton: What about you? You had your chance and you blew it at the pay per view. Don't pawn your guilt trip off on me. Go out there and win that battle royal Saturday, you'll get your match with a true champion. Dravyn: Is that right? Sutton: Damn strait. Dravyn: Well I guess after I win that battle royal, I'll be the one standing toe to toe with Assassin. Sutton: You won't be facing Assassin. Dravyn: What makes you say that? You think you can beat him Sutton? OH come on, I couldn't beat the guy. What makes you think you are better than me. Sutton: You calling me out? You and everyone else will see come Saturday, that I still have what it takes to be at the top. Dravyn: Good luck...heh. [The two stand nose to nose, staring eachother down right in the middle of the room. Mini Sutton stumbles around, trying to seperate them, but crashes right into the wall, groggy in his stoned state. Dravyn turns away and laughs, Sutton does the same. Both men turn and face eachother. Sutton extends his hand and Dravyn accepts, they shake hands and Sutton pulls him close and locks in a headlock, tightening it.] Sutton: Never ever underestimate me...Never ever turn your back on me...Never ever think unkindly of me. Trust in me and I shall cleanse your spirit. Dravyn: Dude, lay off the drugs.. [Dravyn exits the room as the scene begins to...] ~FADE TO BLACK
| "To women, I am like a drug....They can't get enough of me. Men envy what I have while their children look up to me as their hero." - Josh Sutton |