***The scene opens as David and Chad are stuck in a jail cell. David lays on the ground out cold from all the beer he drank in Mexico. Chad on the other hand is jumping around the jail cell like a mad man. A Border Patrol agent walks towards the cell with three Mexican wearing pink and black. The agent throws the three Mexican's into the jail cell. A smile appears on their faces as they see David out cold on the floor and Chad jumping around like he has lost his mind. They slowly walk up to Chad.***

 


 

CHAD:  Don't think about it.....I gotta bad case of butthole herpies!

 


 

***Chad walks over to David. He kicks him a few times in the chest.***

 


 

CHAD:  And if you try to fuck him.....then there is gonna be a lot of GAY BASHIN IN THIS CELL!

 


 

***David wakes to find the Mexicans walking toward Chad and himself.***

 


 

DUNN: What the fuck is going on Chad?

 

CHAD:  I think they wanna jalapino pop us.

 


 

***David gets off the ground and on to his feet. He now stands right besides Chad.***

 


 

DUNN: They want to do what now?

 

CHAD:  The three amigos wanna to ANIALY INTRUDE US CRACKERS! And I don't think you can kick their HOMOEROTIC ASS YOURSELF!

 

DUNN: I might be drunk as fuck but I ain't stupid. Shall we dance Chad?

 

CHAD:  Only if I lead!

 


 

***Chad grabs David. They start dance around the cell like a couple of fucking nut jobs. Chad and David stop in front of the three Mexicans. They smile to the three men and look at one another.***

 


 

DUNN: Ever heard of the dream breaker dance Chad?

 

CHAD:  Ahh I had a dream once....

 

DUNN: Nevermind. Just follow my lead this time.

 

CHAD:  WELL ALRIGHT!

 


 

***David bends to one knee and give a low blow to on of the Mexican's.***

 


 

DUNN: Get it?

 

CHAD:  OH YEAH! A WISE GUY UH? Neuck Neuck!

 


 

***Chad drops to his knees and nail the other two Mexicans with low blows. He climbs on top of them and starts barking like a dog.***

 


 

DUNN: Uh, Chad? What the fuck are you doing man? I think they out.

 

CHAD:  Let me make sure.

 


 

***Chad unzips his pants and relieves himself on the three Mexican homos***

 


 

CHAD:  YEP! They're out!

 

DUNN: Dude I told you if you were going to hang with me to not expose your self. You'll never learn.

 

CHAD:  Sorry....but when you got a beer piss....well you know how it is! You get that cold chill...it's almost better than sex!

 


 

***David looks at Chad as if he were nuts. David starts to search the pockets of the Mexicans. He finds a spoon in one of the gentlemen's pants and a set of keys in another gentlemen's pants.***

 


 

DUNN: Chad I think I found are way out pal.

 

CHAD:  You gonna dig our way out? OH I know your gonna use the rays from the moon....they are gonna bounce off the spoon and enlarge the keys....

 

DUNN: Quite Chad. You're going to hurt yourself if you keep thinking like this. This is how we are going to get out. Look at this.

 


 

***David whips the Mexican's face to find that he is wearing dark paint.***

 


 

DUNN: He's white man.

 

CHAD:  His momma must be proud!

 

DUNN: I bet she is. Especially seeing how he's a border patrol agent. Look what else I found.

 


 

***David pulls out a border patrol badge from his back pocket. Chad snatches it out of David's hand. Chad then starts hopping around like he's on a horse.***

 


 

CHAD:  Now I'm a private dick...like SHAFT DUDE....Who's the private dick that gets all the chicks....CHAD...You damn..

 

DUNN: Hush. You want everyone to know that we just beat the hell out of 3 border patrol agents? Just follow me.

 


 

***David gets up and unlocks the cell door. Chad pushes him out of the way and hops out of the cell.***

 


 

DUNN: Chad come back!

 


 

***David chases Chad down the hallway till Chad hops out of the Exit.***

 


 

DUNN: Chad were out! You can stop acting like a moron now.

 

CHAD:  Okay Cool! What are you talking about?

 

DUNN: It's a long story Chad. A very long story. So what do we do now Chad? Oh god why did I ask that?

 

CHAD:  Hey I know this all night hockey arena in Detroit! We can get some pancakes...and play some hockey

 

DUNN: Sure I would be glad to go with you but in case you forgot. WE DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CAR ANY MORE!

 

CHAD:  No prob...every car I've ever had....I stole!

 


 

***Chad looks around for a car. He stops looking when he sees a fat woman. Chad points at her.***

 


 

DUNN: Hmmm....last time I checked that wasn't a car?

 

CHAD:  Goodyear Blimp?

 

DUNN: I don't know. Kind of looks like Kyle's mom. Or your last date. Or both.

 


 

***David and Chad start to laugh when a van pulls up next to the. Four Mexican whores jump out and grab Chad. They pull and into the van and drive away.***

 


 

DUNN: Chad!

 


 

***David starts running after the van.***

 

***FLASH***

 

***The scene reopens as David Dunn walks down a dusty road in search of Chad. The sun blazing down on his back and head is almost overwhelming. Cars past by David and throw things at him. David falls to his knees in the middle of the street. David crawls to the side of the road. He sees a tree in the distance. David crawls from the street all the way to the tree about a half a mile away. David once at the tree lays under the shade. He searches his pocket for a cigarette. He finds one. It lights it up and continues to relax under the tree.***

 


 

DUNN: Kyle the sun is bright. The sweat is dripping off my body. I have a fucking hang over like you'll never believe. Plus I have to go looking for that freak Chad. I hope those whores weren't the whores at the house in Mexico. I wonder if Chad paid the tab? Oh well. You know Kyle I am ready for my last match against you. At least that's what you call it. I call it just the beginning for me. As the song goes, we have only just begun. Saturday you are going to be broken down like no has ever done to you. I'm going to show you why I am the best the sport of wrestling has to offer. So while you sit around thinking of dreams of fighting Jason or Tiger for the world title. I'll be slowly walking to the arena getting ready to destroy your dreams. After Saturday your dreams are going to be shattered. No more undefeated streak. No More lies about how no one can beat you. No more of your moron ways. No more. Period.  You will get a reality check you oh so badly need.

 


 

***FLASH***

 

***Night falls on the dusty road. David gets up and starts to wave cars down to try to get a ride. A white thunderbird stops. A beautiful black woman is driving the car.***

 


 

WOMAN: Need a ride big boy?

 

DUNN: As a matter of fact I do.

 


 

***David gets into the car and they drive off.***

 


 

WOMAN: You look like someone I have seen before?

 

DUNN: I'm a wrestler.

 

WOMAN: Oh your David Dunn.

 

DUNN: Guilty as charged.

 

WOMAN: Why are you way out here? Shouldn't you be training for your big match coming up against that Kyle?

 

DUNN: Let's just say I got a little side tracked with a pal of mine.

 

WOMAN: So where are you headed?

 

DUNN: I have no idea. I'm trying to find this van that grabbed a friend of mine. I think he's a friend. He's kind of a whack job. Maybe that's why I like hanging around him so much. I never been around someone who acted like a moron and didn't care what any one thought about him.

 

WOMAN: Sounds like a weird guy. Has he ever helped you out?

 

DUNN: Chad? Yeah as a matter of fact he did. We were stuck in a jail cell and believe it or not he stood up for me. Crazy as that seems. Maybe that's why I'm trying to find the sum bitch.

 

WOMAN: That's sweet.

 

DUNN: You say so.

 

WOMAN: Hey David look.

 


 

***The woman points at a van about a mile away up the road.***

 


 

DUNN: I'll get out here. I'll walk the rest of the way. I never asked for your name.

 

WOMAN: It's Sofia.

 

DUNN: Nice to meet you. And thank you.

 


 

***David gets out of the car. Sofia waves at David and drives off. David starts walking towards the van.***

 


 

DUNN: It's funny. I really never thought I would be going out of my way to try to save someone like Chad. Never the less I guess he showed me that you can have everything against you and still some how be happy. Kyle your time is running out pal. I wasn't really look forward to our match. I mean I could possibly lose and never be able to wrestle again. I mean losing to you would cause me to just quit wrestling all together over the embarrassment.  I will be ready for anything and everything you are able to throw at me. In the end one way or another Kyle. I will make you respect me. Or at least make you wake up from your little fantasy world.

 


 

***David continues to walk up to the van. Dunn gets up to the van. He opens the side door on the van to find Chad passed out with no pants on.***

 


 

DUNN:  What the fuck?!

 


 

***Dunn slaps Chad in the face a couple of times. When Chad comes to Dunn points at the pants around his ankles. Chad pulls them up and they hop out of the van.***

 


 

CHAD:  Dude.....*Snif*....*Snif*....I've been....raped by the Mexican whores!

 

DUNN:  This is what happens when you give them some love for over 5 hours. Come on the keys are still in the van we can get the hell out of here.

 

CHAD:  That's good and all....but where are we gonna go...CUBA? WE can't get back into the U.S.!

 

DUNN:  Good point. But sooner or later we have to go back. I mean we got wrestling matches coming up man. Wait a minute. You said something smart for once Chad. Cuba! I have a friend in Cuba that can get us into the US.

 


 

***They get in the van and Dunn starts it up. As they drive Vin points out a huge mansion sitting off by its self.***

 


 

CHAD:  I say fuck the Cubans...Can't trust'em! We'll end up like that little boy! I say let's try that house!

 

DUNN:  Well you know more about this shit than I do. All I can say is if I wake up tomorrow with a rubber in my ass I'm going to be pissed off.

 


 

***Dunn turns the wheel and they head toward the mansion. They drive up to the gate where a man is standing with an AK-47.***

 


 

CHAD:  (In a very bad Mexican accent) Hey holmes! We are hear...to see...ahh Jose!

 

MAN:  What does he want you for?

 

CHAD:  Ahh....we are friends of Kyle Broadway!

 

MAN:  Well shit go on in!

 


 

***The van drives up to the mansion. As they get closer, they hear load music.***

 


 

Dunn--If you get my shot and killed Chad I'm getting out of my grave and coming after you.

 

CHAD:  Ahh...we should be cool?

 


 

***They get out and walk to the door. Chad puts his finger on the doorbell...and holds it. A man flings the door open in a rage.***

 


 

DRUG LORD:  WHAT THEEE FUCK IS IT?

 

DUNN:  I knew this was a bad idea!

 

CHAD:  DUDE...You don't remember ordering two wrestlers for your party?

 

DRUG LORD:  Oh yeah...shit come on in!

 


 

***Chad looks at Dunn and smiles as they walk in. The Drug Lord leads them down a hallway to a room with furry couchs....and hot Mexicans chicks sitting on them.***

 


 

CHAD:  Bad idea....Huh! It's party time!

 


 

***Chad runs across the room and leaps over a very expensive glass table, and lands on two chicks.***

 


 

DRUG LORD:  I LOVE THAT GUY....HA HA HA...You wanna beer?

 

DUNN:  Hmmm....uh yeah I guess. You got any Coolers Light?

 

DRUG LORD:  What? We ain't got no stinking American beer! We got MEXICAN BEER!

 

DUNN:  OK then get me a Del Sol.

 


 

***The man walks out of the room and brings Dunn a beer.***

 

***FLASH***

 

***Hour's pass...The Drug Lord is passed out...cause Dunn drank him under the table. All the hot chicks are gone...cause Chad took them upstairs.***

 


 

CHAD:  Dave.....When I went upstairs...I saw a room with a bunch of TV equipment!

 

DUNN:  Hey why don't we fuck around with it. Send a message to someone or something.

 

CHAD:  Exactly...I can hook the equipment to the satellite dish on the roof....and send it to Washington DC...Well say we've been kidnapped! Well tell everyone Kyle and Triple X paid Mexicans to kill us!

 

DUNN:  Triple X I believe would do something like that. But Kyle? He's broke man. Kyle spent all of his money with his home boys or something.

 

CHAD:  Cool! Let's go!

 


 

***Dunn follows Chad upstairs to the room with all the equipment. Chad hooks up a bunch of cables and sets up the camera.***

 


 

DUNN:  I hate to ask...but how do you know how to do this?

 

CHAD:  Well..You know that insanity seperates good from GREATNESS! Al Einstein, Vince Vangoh, and Chad Longoria...Brilliant...but Crazy!

 

DUNN:  Hmmm...you may have a point there. You're crazy!

 

CHAD:  OK....I know this is gonna be weird....but I want you to beat the shit out of me.....and I'm gonna kick your ass!

 

DUNN:  Hold your horses there Stewart. I really don't feel like fighting right now. Basically because I've had too much to drink as well as I really don't feel like beating you and then you beating me. Got it pal?

 

CHAD:  Well...we need to make it look like we are hostages! That they've been beating us for days. It will get the Marines here faster!

 

DUNN:  Well sum bitch! You said something smart again! So who should go first?

 


 

***Chad sucker punches Dunn in the nose. As blood pours out Dunn kicks Chad in the gut. Chad stumbles out into the hallway and Dunn spears him into the wall. Dunn grabs Chad by the hair.***

 


 

CHAD:  Stairs!

 


 

***Dunn smiles and launches Chad down the steps. Chad slowly gets up as Dunn walks down the steps. Chad give a smile as blood runs from his forehead. Dave grabs Chad and takes him into the room where the Drug Lord is passed out. Chad gives Dunn a couple of shots to the gut and Irish whips him into the wall. As Dave stumbles back he turns around into a dropkick from Chad. Chad grabs Dunn by the hair and Snap Suplexs him through the expensive glass table. The two slowly get up and Dunn gives Chad a European Uppercut. Dunn grabs Chad's hair and slams his head into the wall a couple of times. Chad looks at Dunn and smiles through the bloody mess, that is his face.***

 


 

CHAD:  Wait! Do I look good?

 

DUNN:  Yeah...I kicked your ass!

 

CHAD:  You still need a black eye!

 


 

***Chad blasts Dave in his right eye.***

 


 

CHAD:  Okay...Now you look good!

 

DUNN:  That hurt you dick head! Next time warn me!

 


 

***Chad gives a wicked grin and they walk up to the room with the equipment. Dunn sets two chairs in front of the camera. Chad turns the camera on and they sit in the chairs.***

 


 

CHAD:  People of Earth...

 

DUNN:  Shut the fuck up Chad! I'm sorry for the way he has been acting. We have both been beaten up horribly.

 

CHAD: We have been kidnapped by Kyle’s Mexican henchmen.

 

DUNN:  Hold on. I thought Triple X set this up?

 

CHAD:  Well all we know is there are a lot of DRUG LORDS! THAT HATE AMERICAN.....and our BEER!

 


***The scene fades as David and Chad are talking to people in D.C.

 

***FLASH***

 


 

Tuesday, October 07, 2002

7:15 am

 


 

***The scene reopens in the same field we say David last night around seven.  Or was it last night?  David is laying on the ground as the rain is slowly falling down upon the earth.  Chad Longoria walks up to David and shakes him a bit.  David’s eyes open to see Chad standing above him.***

 


 

DUNN:  …huh?  Your face isn’t hurt?

 

CHAD:  What are you talking about man? 

 

DUNN:  …didn’t I…or…what?

 

CHAD:  You sound half asleep man.  Shit I can’t believe you slept out here all night with this rain.  Your lucky you didn’t catch a cold or something.

 

DUNN:  It was all a dream then.

 

CHAD:  What was?  Oh never mind.  Come on we got to finish your training.  You match is only a few days away man. 

 

DUNN:  Yeah your right.  Go on then.  I’ll meet you at the house in a few minutes.

 

CHAD:  Cool man.

 


 

***Chad walks over into the distance as David gets up off the ground shakes off the water that had fall over him that night.***

 


 

DUNN:  A dream…it was all just a big dream.  The sandman pulled a fast one on me I guess…just like he’s doing to you Kyle.  Your worrying about everyone but me.  You see Kyle, I’m the biggest threat you’ll ever face.  I’m not here to make friends, or even to make a name for myself.  I’m here to make money and win gold.  You happen to be someone who is standing in my way for my first big pay day.  Well, all I can say is that it just must suck to be you.  The sandman has caused you to fall asleep into own little fantasy world were your unstoppable.  As I said before, your not.  You never have been.  You just haven’t faced anyone that can prove that too you.  So come Saturday I’ll prove once and for all that your nothing, you always have been nothing, and your title run will shortly end in a matter of weeks.  After Saturday you’ll learn the first step of reality.  Then a week later you’ll learn that last step when I take your title from your pathetic little waist.  It’s all going to come crumbling down for you Kyle…the only question left is…can you handle it?  I guess we’ll find out soon enough.

 


 

***David starts to walk after Chad when he stops, turns his head slightly back to the field, and smiles.***

 


 

DUNN:  That is…and forever will be…totally…enough said.

 


 

***David turns back around and walks off into the distance.  The scene fades to black.***