Confusing reality...
I see myself but it's not really me
How could it be?
When I am me?
I guess maybe it's just a dream
 
Things aren't what they seem
You're part of a sick joke!

Bad dreams controlling in this world
I see the depths of it my toes curl,
I feel so sick
I'm sick of this because I know I'm not asleep

I doubt my own dreams
although
I lie in my sleep
And don't sleep to dream
Yet everything that I see is haunting
Me

Things aren't what they seem

You're part of a sick joke!

 


 

***THE SCENE OPENS AT THE HOME OF DAVID DUNN.  ONE CAR IN THE DRIVE WAY AND THE HOUSE HAS A SMALL FLICKER OF LIGHT.  AS WE ENTER YOU CAN SEE THE FLICKER OF LIGHT IS FROM THE TV.  DAVID IS WATCHING THE ATTACK FROM LLOYD.  HE SITS IN HIS CHAIR WATCHING THE ATTACK UNFOLD.  HE FINISHES HIS CIGARETTE AND PUTS IT OUT IN AN OVER-FLOWING ASH TRAY NEXT TO HIM.  HE BEGINS TO REWIND THE TAKE WHEN THE PHONE RINGS.***

DUNN:  Whoever this is I’m not in the mood to talk. I don’t care if it is.....

VOICE:  I don’t want you to compare me to any one.

***DAVID SITS STRAIGHT UP IN HIS CHAIR DROPPING THE REMOTE ON THE FLOOR.***

DUNN:  I’m sorry. I just....its just.....

VOICE:  I don’t care what it just is or what you meant to say. You should know when I am going to call and you should know how to respect what you fear.

DUNN:  Its not enough that I am constantly made to be one thing, but you are calling me saying what I should do and what I shouldn’t. Isn’t enough that you have this habit of disappearing then reappearing when ever the fuck you want to. In fact, you always call when it safe for you to call. When you think you can help then you do nothing but fuck with my head. I have enough trouble trying to convince people that I am what I say I am.

VOICE:  What is a "GFF"?  I don’t agree with Dante much, but he is right. That has got to be the dumbest nickname I have ever heard. Seriously what the hell does it mean? Is it a bunch of mixed up words? Or is does it mean there is someone at your front door?

***DAVID SUDDENLY HEARS A KNOCK ON THE DOOR.***

 

DUNN:  Who ever it is, go away!  I’m dealing with something here!

 

***WHEN HE OPENS THE DOOR A FIGURE DRESSED IN BLACK STANDS THERE.  UNEXPECTING HE PUT HIS HAND AROUND DAVID’S THROAT.***

WEIRD GUY: When I tell you to respect me you fucking respect me. You know what I have done in my life. You know what I have lost in my life? I have never had anything where you sit atop of Mommy and Daddy’s money and jump around from bar to bar and wrestling organization to wrestling organization. While I walk against the wind and rain twenty four hours a day seven days a week because where ever I go.......tragedy follows. Then what do they do? The point at the freak. The point at the one who is different. Even four years ago. You remember four years ago David. The day that you slipped and fell from grace. The day that you had one too many lines. Remember that David. That girl overdosed. And who was to blame? WHO DAVID?? That’s right me. The guy who never fits in because of the scars. The one who can’t stay in one place too long because everyone wonders what will happen next and who will be the next to die. If you have paid attention to my life you know that where I go people die. Not by my hand, but fate. You were my student. They paid me to be your teacher. Look at you. I gave you the tools to become a bringer of fear, yet you are nothing but a joke. Everyone looks at you that way, just as I do.

DUNN:  Okay, Mr. Death and Despair. You want to talk about respect? Where in the fuck were you after I slipped back and thought I was going to kill myself. Where were you when I needed help? When the Union was fucking me up week after week? You always told me after I saved you fucking, worthless life that you owed me one. Well fucker where is it huh? Where is bird boy?

WEIRD GUY:  Those times where character builder. You need to go through that. I went through plenty of shit before I accepted what I was. I was Wilson David Dunn. I was your lackey. I was your bitch. But when it all came to pass, I was what Heaven never wanted me to be........I was David Austin. And know I am here to not only beat the living shit out of you, but finish your training.

***THE SCENE REOPENS AFTER HOURS HAVE PASSED.  INSIDE THE HOUSE THE LIVING ROOM IS WRECKED.  HOLES IN THE WALL, FURNITURE TURNED OVER, BUT YET THE ASHTRAY IS STILL FULL WITH DAVID AUSTIN STUFFING OUT THE CIGARETTES.  DUNN IS SITTING NEXT TO HIM A LITTLE BEAT UP SMOKING AND STARTS TO REACH FOR THE ASHTRAY BUT LOOK AROUND AND JUST PUTS IT OUT ON THE WALL.***

DUNN:  Okay. I see your point. But why in the hell now?

AUSTIN:  Because now is the time that you end the joke that you call your life. Not only did you lose your first match back, but now you have to fight a joke couple of jokes passed off as men named Malice and Jay. I believe if you get rid of this attitude that you have always had you will do better than usual in your fight. You have to be on your toes. Dante is waiting in the distance.

DUNN:  True, I need a victory, but Jay? Why should I worry about him. He’s done nothing.

However, Malice on the other hand is not worried about the win, he’s more worried about my ass and what he can put in it. That is kind of scary but when you look at it, that’s him. I’m not going to go and bash him because of his lifestyle, hell I use to hang around with you and you aren’t an alter boy exactly. But Malice needs to realize that I am not going to sit back and watch has he of all people defeats me. I’m looking to start this thing now. I’m looking to make him a example for Dante, for Dehart, for Ego, for anyone who decides that they need to be something by using me as a joke. For once I see where you are coming from Austin. For once I need to take myself seriously. Especially if I plan to make Dante’s world and living hell. He thinks he has his hands full now with people like Trent and Ego, but me, he will just have to deal with the hand he is dealt. I know that after I defeat Jay and Malice, I will be hunting Dante. Malice and Jay are just a door that I have to go through to make sure that Dante understands the pain he brought me.

But on the subject of Malice. In my opinion, I don’t know if what he portrays him self to be is actually him. It could be a mind game, however, I have a game of my own. I wonder if Malice has any idea what I can actually do. I plan on making his life hell. Not by beating him up, but by messing with his head. It’s not about how much physical pain you can take, but how much mental pain you can handle. I know what I am capable of. I know that I can turn your inner thoughts into a fear that has no boundaries. I know that I can turn all your nightmares and fears into something that is a reality. I know that once he takes the ride over to where I live all the time, he will never be the same. Who knows what can happen. He may end up like Dehart. He could end up like me. Or, he can end up living in the prison that is his mind. No longer will he nor anyone doubt what I can do. For now Malice bask in the light of life, because when I come around, life will fall into the darkness of your mind.

But Dante, I plan to mind fuck you like you have never been before. Sure you have your little boys, but they are nothing to compared to what I have been shown. What I have lived is nothing but pure comedy. Now the comedy is over. The life I lead will change. From this moment on, its a serious game of cat and mouse. Fuck your power, and fuck what you stand for. I no longer live by the rules you lay down. You want me gone and that is just tough shit. I am David Dunn. Not god, not the GFF, but I am the man that will strike fear in your heart and your mind. I’m fucking sick and tired of living in your world. It is time to live in mine and relish in the life that has become nothing. Since I understand that I am nothing, then you must know that I have nothing to lose. So from here on out its a whole new game. Send your fucking lackey on me. You sent Lloyd on me to get rid of me. All he did was piss me off. All he did was make me want to kill you more and more. And when I say kill I’m not talking about ending your life, but I will take something that is more important to you.....your POWER. You are nothing without your little army you have, or your fucking title. One day it will be revealed on why I am here. For now, watch your back. Look over your shoulder. Pray you don’t meet me anywhere on the face of this worthless planet. Because like I said, I have nothing to lose and you have everything to be afraid of losing. Jay and Malice will not stop me. In fact, I think its time I play the next hand.

Now if you will excuse me Austin, I have some business to attend to.


AUSTIN:  David, I know the steps you are taking. Once you to this....that’s the way it is.

DUNN:  Then so be it.

 

***THE SCENE REOPENS TO A SHOT OF DAVID DUNN IN A WAITING ROOM IN A HOSPITAL.  A DOCTOR WALKS OUT OF HIS OFFICE RIGHT AS DAVID JUMPS OFF HIS CHAIR.***

 

DUNN:  WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME?!

 

***THE DOCTOR LEANS OVER AND PLACES HIS HAND OVER DAVID’S RIGHT SHOULDER.***

 

DOCTOR:  That’s what were here to find out now isn’t it?

 

***THE SCENE FADES TO BLACK.***