
12:30 am
***The scene opens with
crackling thunder in a dark moon lit sky.
Slowly the scene moves downward towards a grassy plane. A man sits in the middle of the area. Lightening crashes to the earth…yet…the man
doesn’t move. It is as if he has
something else on his mind besides the lightening and or the thunder. The man is just sitting there. Slowly a light sprinkle of rain starts to
come down from the sky. The man is
slowly but surely getting wet…yet…he doesn’t move. It’s like if he were a ticking time bomb just waiting for the
right moment to explode. Suddenly the
man’s hand moves to wipe some of the water off his face. The face reminds us of someone…then it hits
us…it’s none other than David Dunn.
Yet, why is David in this field, alone, while it’s raining? Only time will tell us.***
DUNN: Rain…there’s something so pure about
it. It falls from the heavens to the
earth to provide us water to drink, feed our plants, or just to cool off a bit. Rain is such a simple thing yet most people
take it for granted. No matter. There are the few people out in the world
that have learned the simple purity of rain.
That’s all that matters I guess.
I could sit here and
talk about the beauties of rain all day…but no one cares about that. For the past twenty-four hours my phone has
been ringing off the hook about my up coming match. I answered each call and tried to tell them all what was going to
happen…finally I just got sick of the calls...and ripped the phone out of the
wall. So I came out here to be alone
with my thoughts. Only…the more I
thought…the angrier I get. I haven’t
always been a nice guy or treated people the right way but I always knew what
it meant to be a professional wrestler.
It takes hard work, skills, and strong mental abilities. Not a funny catch phrase or a bunch of
fucked up friends to be comedy relief.
Those may get you a few laughs and just maybe you might even win a few
matches on your basic skills. A
wrestler you may make, but a professional wrestler you’ll never be. So I guess that’s what pisses me off the
most about this Rayne guy. He must
think he’s so unstoppable…tisk tisk tisk.
You will be defeated. You will
be beaten by any one that steps into the ring with you. These are the realities you have to deal
with Rayne. The first time I spoke
about you it seemed all a big joke to me.
It still does. I haven’t thought
of you in any different matter than I first did. I still think your nothing more than trash. That’s my feeling. It’s my opinion. You see Rayne…
…you sit at home at
night a wonder why people make fun of you…you wonder why people tend to over
look you…well…just look in the mirror.
You have to be the biggest joke since Eric Bellows became a wrestler. If you don’t know who that is, it’s okay,
not many people do. Honestly, look at
you. Have you won a world title
yet? Have you? I doubt it.
I look at you and I see someone who could be truly great, yet, instead
your nothing more than a second rate joke.
That my friend is sad. I’ve won
world titles before. I worked my ass
off for it too. I lived and breathed
world titles. It was everything I was
about. Holding the world title met I
was the best. No matter how I won
it. Could have been given to me or I
could have cheated to win the damn thing.
It proved I was the best. People
could say whatever they wanted about my talent or my actions…I was still the
world champion. Something they didn’t
have. Something they all hated about
me. But as I said…it was what I was all
about. The world title is meant for
someone who has worked all their career to prove they were the best. A person that went through blood sweat and
tears just to be called a “good wrestler”.
A person that never gave up no matter how many times they have
failed. Rayne, I look at you and just
don’t see anything that even looks like someone who can make that journey. You seem to be in this business for the
money and the laughs. If that’s all
that your about, well, I feel damn sorry for you. But fear not Rayne, at Fury is going to be an eye opener for
you. Maybe after I beat you up and down
the arena you’ll get that little light bulb in your head to go off, maybe then,
just then, you’ll understand that you need to change your ways. Or, don’t. Stay the same person you are now.
The funny, goffy, stupid, second rate wrestler that will never amount to
a damn thing.
Fury is going to be
fun for me. I have started school for a
new wrestler like yourself in a long time.
It should be real fun to see what you have in store for me. Because, someone like you, always falls flat
on your face.
You got a few more
days Rayne, then your ass is mine. I
will show you someone who is, in everyone word, a professional…in every word a
GFF.
***David gets off of
the ground and shakes off the rain a bit to no avail.***
1:33 am
***The scene reopens on
the parking lot of a neon lit strip club called "Diamond's". A black
66 Camero pulls in and parks. David’s old high friend and former BJWC wrestler
Chad Longoria gets out of the Camero. Just then a 2002 Ford Lightning pulls in
and parks. Chad walks into the strip club as David Dunn gets out of the Ford
Lightning. The scene follows Dunn into the club. As he walks through the door a
drunk man stumble into him. ***
DUNN: Get the fuck out of my way!
DRUNK: Ahhh...sowwy!
***Dunn throws the
drunk out the door and laughs as the man slams against the concert. The man
lays the for second before vomit shoots out of his mouth. Dunn shakes his head
and walks to a table. A waitress walks up to him with a big grin on her face.
***
WAITRESS: Hey your David Dunn....can I get you a
drink?
DUNN: Yes I am David Dunn. And for your sake you
better get me a drink.
***The waitress hurry's
off as David looks up to see porno star Jenna Jameson gets up on stage. The
waitress comes back with Dunns drink as Jenna shakes her ass. ***
WAITRESS: Wow...you aren't the only Superstar here!
DUNN: What?
WAITRESS: Chad Longoria is here!
***Just then Chad jumps
up on stage and tackles Jenna off the stage. Dunn gets up and walks around to
see Chad trying to kiss Jenna. ***
DUNN: Jenna don't you know what he's got?! Damn
woman get off him!
***Chad gets up off of
Jenna. He gets in Dunn’s face and the two stare each other down. ***
CHAD: Dunn....I should just fucking hit you....
DUNN: What like this?
***Dunn clinches his
fist and connects a devastating blow to Chad’s face. Chad smiles as blood pours
out of his mouth. ***
Chad: No.....More like this!
***Chad hits Dunn with
a vicious hook, causing a cut on Dunn’s face. Before Dunn can retaliate a chair
is broken over Chad’s back. As Dunn stands there shaking his head he is
bumrushed by three guys. The guys start kicking and stomping on Dunn and Chad,
while the rest of the guys in the club come over to join in. As they are
brutally beaten Chad and Dunn look over at each other and give the same
look....like this sh!t is about to be fun! Dunn kicks a guy in the shin as Chad
nails one in the nuts...giving them just enough time to get to their feet. Chad
just gives four guys a cross body block as Dunn starts swinging. Dunn slams two
guys heads together. Dunn grabs a guy and gives him a REALITY CHECK. As the
mans limp body swings to the side he takes out two more guys. Chad and Dunn
slam a guy on the bar and slide him down, and off. Chad looks at Dunn as the
police bust in. ***
CHAD: This is YOUR FAULT! I was happy getting my
kiss from Jenna!
DUNN: My fault?! Your the one started this whole
mess to begin with! I love Jenna's movies and personally I didn't want to see
her die from kiss your sorry ass!
CHAD: It was only a kiss! I don't have anything...that I know of!
DUNN: Whatever Chad! I could care less right now
about your lies! In case you haven't noticed we got some fucking cops coming in
to bust are asses!
***Chad grabs a bottle
of Vodka and a rag of the bar. ***
CHAD: No prob Cancer Man.....Give me your lighter!
DUNN: You better give it back to me freak!
***Chad shoves the rag
in the bottle and lights it. He gives Dunn his lighter back and throws the
flaming bottle at all the liquor behind the bar. As the glass shatters flames
shoot up. Chad stands there proud of his accomplishment as Dunn grabs him by
the shirt. The two dodge a couple of drunks as they head toward, and out of the
Fire Exit. ***
CHAD: That's ironic...I never thought I'd use a
fire exit....for a fire!
DUNN: Hmm...are you sure you don't have anything?
I think you have lost your fucking mind pal. Why do you think it's called a
Fire Exit?
***Chad shrugs his
shoulders and points to a convertible Ferrari. He runs over, hops in, and
starts it up. ***
CHAD: Yeah.....I've lost my mind.....but I never
really used it! GET IN!
***Dunn gets in the
Ferrari and looks at Chad as it takes off. As the Ferrari flies down the road
the strip club explodes into a fireball. ***
DUNN: Sure you would pick this car. God I hate
Ferrari's.....So where are we going?
CHAD: Mexico.....I gotta an itch to fuck a Mexican
whore....I always do it after a bar fight.....I do it as a reward!
DUNN: If I only had a gun…
CHAD: Shut up David!
DUNN: You can be such a little bitch you know
that. Shit man, I got to piss, pull
over man.
DUNN: Sure that will give me time to think
about...WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO ABOUT THAT ROAD BLOCK?!
***As the Ferrari
speeds toward a police roadblock.***
DUNN: Why am I the one that has to come up with
all the plans. If we would have taken my truck we could have just knocked them
out of the way. But No! You had to take the car that can go 200 mph and get
chicks!
***Chad flies off the
side of the road and pulls the car back on moving passed the road block.***
CHAD: Hey dickstain...who thought of setting the
club on fire?
DUNN: You! Or don't you remember, "Hey
lend me your lighter." Dumbass.
CHAD: OOOO so it was your lighter....IT WAS MY
IDEA!
DUNN: Well now we have
cops behind us....are you happy?
***Dunn turns around to
see the stream of red and blue flashing lights in the distance. ***
DUNN: There are going to be other road blocks you
know. In case you haven't noticed, WE AREN'T IN FUCKING MEXICO YET!!!
CHAD: DUH....We haven't even gotten out of McAllen
yet!
DUNN: "No
officer I haven't seen Chad tonight. Do you think I would be in this bar
drinking this beer with this shotgun if I knew he was shot in the head and left
for dead?" Just drive goddamn. I don't feel like going to jail.
CHAD: I wish you where that gun toating badass! Or
even had a gun!
DUNN: Dude you think all those years of playing a
living in the valley didn't rub off a little on me. Look what I got here...
***Dunn pulls a .45 out
of his jacket. ***
CHAD: How good of a shot are ya?
DUNN: Good enough.
***The Ferrari slows
down and finally stops. Chad looks at Dunn and a wicked grin crawls across his
face. ***
CHAD: Well...We ain't got shit to lose! So lets do
this.....YE HAW!
***Chad hits the gas
and turns the wheel. The Ferrari's tires squeal as the car does a 180. The
Ferrari picks up speed as they head toward the speeding cops. As they get
closer and closer to the ocean of cops, Dunn hangs out the window and aims. ***
CHAD: Dude....If we die...I just gotta say....I
really didn't mean all that shit I said about your wife....Well I did mean some
of it...but you know what I'm sayin! If I live and you die...I'll take care of
her!
DUNN: If you live and I die...well if you even
come near my wife I'm come out of my fucking grave and kill you! So we can both
rot in hell together!
***Dunn points the .45
at Chad and Chad points toward the cops. Dunn aims at one of the cops tires and
shoots. The tire blows out and the car starts to swerve. The car wipes out and
hits another car giving the Ferrari enough room to fit through. As the cops
come to a stop to try to turn around Chad shifts into sixth gear. ***
CHAD: Nice shot! And hell ain't a bad place to
be.....I've been there!
DUNN: How did I get myself into this fucking mess?
Oh yeah I remember. I wanted to have a beer. Maybe I should stop drinking.
***FLASH***
Monday, May 12, 2003
3:12 am
***The Ferrari passes through the Mexican boarder.
They pull up outside a whore house and Chad gives Dunn a big smile. ***
CHAD: (Takes a deep breath)...AHH
you smell that...It's not freedom....it's PUSSY!
DUNN: Well before you go fucko loco remember at
least to use a fucking rubber. I mean I don't want to see any little Chad's
running around. One is too much as is.
CHAD: Dude I put one on this morning look...
***Chad starts to unzip
his paints. ***
DUNN: Dude I don't want to see that shit. Oh just
a little hint. It has been a long fucking day you might just want to get a new
one pal. They don't last forever.
CHAD: Really? Wow thanks for the info!
DUNN: If you want to thank me. Put that thing back
in your pants man. I think I need a drink.
***Chad zips up his
pants and the walk into the whore house. They sit down and all the whore come
over and surround Chad. ***
CHAD: Hey ladies...get me and my friend some
drinks!
***The girls run over
to the bar as Dunn lights a cigarette***
CHAD: They love my Tricky Dicky....like you love
those cancer sticks.
DUNN: In this world you have to find something
that pleases you and kills you at the same time. A good cigarette is something that
pleases me and will sooner or later kill me. Just like your so-called
"tricky dicky" will kill you in time.
***The girls bring two
beers and set them on the table.***
CHAD: I'll drink to that!
***Chad and Dunn grab
the beers a down them. A couple of
hours pass...we aren't really sure. We know it's a couple bottles of tequila
and ten...six....twenty-one...ah a lot of beer and Chad gave his lovin’ to some
whores. They get up and stumble outside to find the Ferrari is gone.***
DUNN: This is all your fault Chad!
CHAD: My fault? I do remember you starting a big
fight!
DUNN: I do remember you forcing Jenna into giving
you a kiss!
CHAD: FORCE? Riiiiight! She loves my sexual kisses
more than the Mexican whores...I just tackled her....cause she likes it rough.
***The two walk toward
the boarder.***
DUNN: Look I'm to wasted right now man. I am
believe it or not beginning to like you man. Boy we must have drank a lot of
beers and other shit to get this fucked up. So what now Chad.
***Chad points at the
boarder patrol and they walk up to an officer. ***
Border Patrol--Id's
please!
DUNN: Chad you do have your ID with you right? I mean you did take my
wallet and yours in with you into the bar right?
CHAD: Wallet? I don't even have a drivers
license...I never got one!
DUNN: Oh shit. Sir. We left our ID in our car. But
our car was stolen. I assure you that we are both American's.
BORDER PATROL: Oh I know who you are....your wrestlers! I
hate wrestlers! You two are both under arrest! I need to check to see if you
guys have any warrants.
DUNN: When I sober up Chad I am going to be pissed
the fuck off man. This has to be the dumbest thing any one has ever gotten me
into.
CHAD: What do you mean anyone? IT'S YOUR FAULT!
***The scene fades out
as Dunn and Chad are getting hand cuffed.***
TO BE
CONTINUED....