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| A scene shows Josh Sutton & Tommy Kane leaving a bar.The scene begins to fade into the car, where Josh Sutton & Tommy Kane remain til this very minute... Sutton: How long have we been on the road. I can barely hold my eyes open. That guy at the bar said it was a few miles, we've been driving about 5 hours. I think he jipped us?. Tommy: Can we stop at a hotel and rest for awhile? My head is killing me. Sutton: Does it look like there are any motels out here? NO, so quit your bitching. I've heard enough of that from the media and PTC already. Tommy: About what? Sutton: My match with Grim. Tommy: They were griping because your facing Grim? Sutton: No you half-wit, they were griping because it's a tackboard table deathmatch. They are like protesting that it doesn't take place. JEW might lose their cable spot it if it does, but oh well. It's worth it. Gotta win one back for nGs, since you dropped the ball against him. Tommy: Man, He cheated me out of it. You know it, I know it. Sutton:Whatever. Dude what the hell are you waiting for, there's a turn up here that I'm supposed to take. Get the map. Tommy: Where the hell is it? Sutton: You're so hopeless. I can see why you can't get a girlfriend and keep her for more than a week. Do I have to do everything myself? Hold the wheel. Sutton digs in the back seat, through the empty soda cans and dorito bags. He pulls the coke stained map into the front seat and throws it onto Tommy's lap. Sutton: Happy? Now which way. Tommy: Can't tell, there's a pepsi stain or something on it but I think it's right. Sutton trusts Tommy and makes the right turn. Sutton: I hope you were right, because were low on gas. Tommy: Why the hell didn't you stop and get some back at the Philips 66 station before we left Chicago?! Sutton: Because you were asleep and I'm too damn lazy to get off my ass and pump it. Tommy: (Mocking Sutton) I have to do everything myself. Sutton: Yeah, Yeah, poke fun all you want, but I'll be the one laughing when I'm standing over the broken bodies of all the opponents in the Carnage match. They can say what they want but I know the truth. Tommy: I thought you were finally going to say something sensible, like Tommy Kane would be the one walking out the winner, but once again you leave doubt in me about you Josh. Sometimes I just don't know about you. Sutton: To hell with you Kane. Don't make me pull this car over. Stable mates or not. The low fuel signal begins to go off as loud dings screech. Tommy: Can't believe you didn't stop for gas. Sutton: Just sit there and shut up. We'll make it to town. (Just then the car begins to slow down and it comes to a complete stop.) You've got to be fucking kidding me! Tommy: See, I told you that you should have stopped and got gas. Sutton stares at Tommy coldly. Sutton punches the steering wheel then looks at Tommy. Sutton: Get your retarded ass out there and start pushing! Tommy: Why do I have to do it? Sutton: The longer you sit there and ask questions the longer were stuck here, so get your ass out there and get to pushing! Tommy opens the door and slams it, walking to the rear left side of the car. He begins pushing it. You can hear Sutton yelling from inside the car. Sutton: Come on! Faster! Were never going to make it with your slow ass pushing it. Put some elbow grease into it. Come on you little pansy. Have you no guts? How are you going to win the world title like you claim you are going to if you can't even push a car. Suddenly Kane stops and goes to the driver's side of the car. He opens the door and pulls Sutton out. Kane drags Sutton by his neck to the back of the car and points. Tommy: You think it's so easy, you do it then! Sutton: I myself thought you were doing a mighty fine job. I'll just be going back into the car now. (Sutton starts to walk away but Kane grabs him by his shirt and pulls him back.) Tommy: We're working together on this or we're not going to make it to town in time to get ready for the big show on Tuesday. Now get your ass in gear and lets move. Two hours pass, Sutton and Kane continue to push the car with sweat running down their faces and the sun beating down on their newly burnt skin. Sutton stops and looks around. A mirage of a pool of water appears. Sutton: WATER!!!! WATERR!!!!!! Tommy! Water! Sutton runs with all the energy he has left and dives, hitting his head hard on the hot sand filled with prickly cactuses. Sutton lay there for a second. Tommy walks over to him. Tommy: Man your freaking out, get up. Your wasting time. Sutton looks over head and hawks are circling the air. He has a priceless face of fear. Sutton: We're gonna die!!!!! We're gonna die out here and those fucking birds are going to eat our eyeballs. Tommy pulls Sutton up and slaps him across the face. Sutton spits out sand and they begin pushing the car again. Sutton looks at Tommy. Sutton: Ma..man..what are we going to do? I am starving. We may have to fight and resort to cannibalism. Tommy: Man! You aren't eating me! Snap out of it dude. We just ate like 5 hours ago, remember? It can't be that much farther to town.. Sutton: Maybe you're right. Maybe we'll make it to town. Tommy: Hell yeah I'm right, I'm always right, I'm Tommy Kane. Another hour passes and just when they are starting to give up hope a car is coming down the rode. Sutton brings his blistered hands to his eyes and rubs them to see if it's real. He becomes over joyed and runs up the road, flailing his arms out. The car shows no signs of slowing down. Sutton runs in front of it and the driver slams on the brakes coming only inches from Sutton. Driver: Get out of that der road ya stupi' sum bitch. Sutton: Sir. Sir. Please...where's the next town at? I can't take much more. I'm tired, I'm hungry and worst of all I'm stuck here with this asshole (Points to Kane, who flips the bird at Sutton.) Man: About five miles north. Ain' much der, but they gots a gas station and de has a hotel that can be mighty compfy, specially if yas been out on the road all day. hahaha...Seeya later city boys. The driver slams on the gas as Sutton dives out of the way. They begin to push.... Will our uncaped crusaders make it to the town or will they just be another peck of bird seed for the desert hawks? Tune in next time. ~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 |