***The scene opens with a shot of the sky.  The clouds move through out the sky heading towards only god knows where.  The sun shines bright over the earth only fading moment to moment by passing clouds.  Slowly the scene moves downward upon the earth and a shot at a big office building.  On the side of the building a sign is placed near the top edge.  The words “Q-94.5 The Rock!” glows bright red from the sign as the scene moves closer to the building.  The scene moves into the office building.  Quickly it moves up and down hallways, passing room after room until finally coming to a stop right in front of a room with walls of glass.  In side the room we can see a man and a woman sitting down next to what seems to be radio equipment.  Over there heads hanging on the way we see a red light sign which reads, “On-Air”.  Suddenly the light comes on and the man starts to speak.***

 

BROCK:  Hello wrestling fans I’m Matt Brock and to my left is always the lovely Lisa Hunter.  And to the right of me the man of the hour John Murphy.

 

MURPHY:  That be me.

 

HUNTER:  Yes sir.

 

BROCK:  Today were going to be doing an exclusive with a top-wrestling name in the world.  He’ll be joining us shortly.  But before he enters the building let me run down his history real quick.

 

***Brock pulls out a piece of paper and lays in on the desk in front of him.***

 

BROCK: Since his arrival in the BJWC a few years ago, David Dunn has been over shadowed by the company he keeps.  As soon as he wanted into the doors the first time he found himself being joked at, poked fun at, and basically being treated like trash.

 

MURPHY:  Those days of being overlooked are now a distant memory.  Today, David Dunn is arguably the most powerful competitor in the history of the BJWC.  Holding every title in the company, all before his one year anniversary. 

 

BROCK:  We have just been informed that David Dunn has entered the building.  I guess we’ll sit down with him right after this commercial.

 

***Brock pushes a button on a electrical consol.  The red light goes off.***

 

BROCK:  So what do you think Lisa?

 

HUNTER:  About what?

 

BROCK:  You know about interviewing David today.

 

HUNTER:  Well just have that censer button ready that’s all I can say.  He’s a loose canon you know that.

 

BROCK:  After the last time we saw him on Riot I bet he is. 

 

HUNTER:  Oh shit.  Look who’s walking up to the door.

 

***A man wearing black jeans with a white T-shirt, and a dark pair of sunglasses.  The man slowly walks into the room and carefully sits down at an empty seat next to Brock and Hunter.  The man puts on a set of headphones.  He then takes off his sunglasses and places them next to Hunter.  We now know the man is none other than David Dunn.***

 

BROCK:  Hello David.

 

***The red light comes on in the studio.***

 

BROCK:  And were back.  Now in the studio is BJWC wrestler David Dunn.

 

DUNN:  I see the whole gang came out of this little conversation.  Murphy, I’m glad you brought some new faces for once.  I was getting tired of talking to you every time one of your friends wanted a autograph.  And Lisa Hunter, no less.  You know, Lisa, if I didn’t think all women are bitches and sluts, I might suggest you and I meet for a more personal one-on-one.

 

HUNTER:  And if I weren’t being paid to be here, I wouldn’t be caught dead talking to you.

 

DUNN:  Ouch.  Murphy, you never told me she had claws.

 

MURPHY:  You should catch her on her lunch break.

 

BROCK:  Okay, it’s obvious that I’m the one who’s gonna have to get down to business.  David, you’ve proven to me that you are a legitimate threat to the BJWC title based on your own physical abilities. 

 

MURPHY:  As well as your mental abilities.

 

HUNTER:  HA!  That’s just another way of putting he’s the world’s best back stabber.

 

DUNN:  Watch it.

 

BROCK:  Okay, okay, be nice you two. 

 

MURPHY:  You have all this going for you David, then you attack Dante when your special ref in a match.  What’s your feeling on this whole ordeal?

 

DUNN:  He didn’t use a condom. 

 

BROCK:  Meaning what?

 

DUNN:  Meaning that the stupid son of a b(BEEP)h f(BEEP)ked me.  He bent me over and shoved his f(BEEP)king c(BEEP)k up my ass.  You know the sad fact is that he didn’t have the balls to face me one on one when I was wrestling.  I told everyone I was going to be the one person that beat every wrestler that meant something to this company.  Dante would just be another name to the list, but he just never showed the balls to step up to get knocked down.  He’s just a sad person and he’s going to get what’s coming to him.  Look at the lives I’ve destroyed, look at the ways I’ve done it.  I don’t blame Dante from being afraid but Christ, he could at least show some balls and step up to me like a man.

 

HUNTER:  As much as I want to be professional and conduct this interview from an objective standpoint, but…

 

BROCK:  Here we go.

 

HUNTER:  …you make me sick, Dunn.  How dare you destroy people’s lives to try to get yourself over?  What you’ve done in your career are some of the most despicable things I’ve ever seen in this business, and I’ve seen just about everything.  Then you go and try to come up with justifications for what you’ve done.

 

DUNN:  Mee-ow!

 

HUNTER:  Your such an as(BEEP)le you know that.

 

MURPHY:  Moving right along…Ego…

 

DUNN:  Hold on there.  I don’t want to talk about that cry baby bitch.  He’s nothing to me, and I’m leaving it at that. 

 

MURPHY:  You say that now, but what if he gets in your way?  That kid does have talent.

 

DUNN:  Look I can take on Ego and his grandmother at the same time.  He isn’t an issue.  Trust me.  I can beat anyone who steps up to me.  I can go all night if I need be.

 

***David looks over to Lisa.***

 

DUNN:  Just ask some of my dates.

 

HUNTER:  That’s it!  Guys, you’re going to have to finish this up without me.

 

***Lisa Hunter abruptly leaves the room.  David laughs for several seconds before regaining his composure.***

 

MURPHY:  You’re a big hit with the ladies, David.  Any ways, the way I see it, you’re still on a collision course with Lloyd.  The two of you have had some real battles in the past.  How do you plan on gaining the upper hand?

 

DUNN:  Well first thing is for me to get back into the ring…it’s going to be fun.  For me.  Lloyd has no idea what’s in store for him.

 

MURPHY:  Some people say that he’s going to kill you when you step into the ring with him.

 

DUNN:  Accuse me?

 

MURPHY:  Um…well all I said was…

 

DUNN:  I heard what you said.  How dare you say that “some people say” shut the f(BEEP)k up.  When I get into the ring Wednesday, Lloyd is f(BEEP)king dead.  PERIOD!  I thought I made that clear already?  I guess not.  Maybe you boys should take the condoms from your ears and place them where they belong…you would never use them but hey you’d always be ready.

 

BROCK:  Now your pissing me off David.

 

DUNN:  Oh shut the hell up Brock.

 

MURPHY:  I can see were almost out of time David.  Any thing you would like to say to wrap this thing up.

 

DUNN:  As a matter of fact I do.  When my career ends, and that isn’t going to be for a damn long time, there are two things people will remember me for.  One being a person that was the biggest as(BEEP)le in the world.  And the other being that I always kept my word and did what I said I was going to do. 

 

***David looks at the clock against the wall and notices the time.***

 

DUNN:  I got to go.  I have someone to meet.

 

BROCK:  I guess with that all I have to say is…

 

DUNN:  Shut up.

 

***David throws the headphones off, grabs his glasses off the desk and slowly walks out of the room.  Brock and Murphy talk to one another about what they have just heard.***

 

***FLASH***

 

***The scene reopens with David waiting outside the parking lot of the Q waiting for something.  David starts to walk to his truck looking pretty pissed off when he sees a man wearing a sparkly shirt with long blond hair.***

 

DUNN: Well it’s about damn time.  Almost gave up on you.

 

***The man turns to reveal himself as Chipy.***

 

CHIPY: Sorry man my car had a flat.

 

DUNN: It’s cool man.

 

CHIPY:  God you really have changed.

 

DUNN: Yeah what about it.

 

CHIPY:  David I asked to meet you here for a reason.

 

DUNN: Okay?  And the reason is?

 

***Chipy moves his hand back a bit, he then flies it forward slapping the holy hell out of David.***

 

DUNN:  What the hell was that for?!

 

CHIPY:  That was what you would call a reality check!

 

DUNN: For what?!

 

CHIPY:  You left the retirement to come back to the BJWC why, because of the hurt you felt when you left your girl friend? What the hell happened to you?!

 

DUNN:  Is that why you slapped me?!

 

***David doubles up his fist and punches Chipy with a shot to the stomach and then to the face.  Chipy falls to the ground.***

 

DUNN:  You listen to me Chip…next time you want to shoot the shit then find…but leave your opinions about my actions to your self!  Got it?!  Good!

 

***A crowd starts to form around David and Chipy.  David looks around at the crowd and shakes his head.***

 

DUNN:  Shit…

 

*** David walks away to his truck and climbs into the driver seat.  Soon after the truck starts and it drives away.  Meanwhile Chipy gets up from the ground.  Blood drips from his lip.*** 

 

CHIPY:  Was it something I said?

 

***The scene reopens at David’s home.  His truck is the in driveway and David is sitting down on the back bed smoking a cigarette.***

 

DUNN:  It seems that a lot of people in the BJWC have a lot of weird and funny things to say to and about me.  Yet these people that speak my name…who the hell do they think they are?  Not superstars?  Not people that matter.  Only wastes of space and jackoff’s.  Guess which one you are Lloyd?  That’s right, both, in my book any ways.  You want to run your mouth about how you’re a beast?  Filled with rage?  Does anyone really care?  It’s over Lloyd.  Look at you for gods sakes.  You were main event, superstar, icon…now your sitting around crying about your father.  How sad is that?  You lost any kind of respect I held for you.  Like you care right.  Just lay there Lloyd, lay there and take your pills.  Dead of your father, friends, and your past career.  It’s all you can do any more but lay there and take it.  Your going to realize this more any more as time passes.  Your going to lay in that ring Wednesday and get your ass beaten.  Your going to lay on that stretcher as they wheel you out after Wednesday.  And most importantly, your going to be in that hospital laying down watching me take the world title from Dehart.  This are realizations you will come to see.  Then and only then can you take your pills and drift off to your death known full well that I not only beaten you one and went on to beat things, but I did it one more time.  Oh what a horrible way to die, but guess what I have to say about that?  You brought it upon your self.

 

That is, and forever will be…

 

…enough said…

 

***The scene fades to black.***