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The scene opens inside of the limo of Paul Roberts taking him to his private flight to Cleveland. Roberts is sitting back relaxing sipping a martini as his limo arrives at the air port. Its only been a few hours since we last saw Paul Roberts at his hotel, the fans are defiantly getting a good dose of “Primetime” this week, and not a moment too soon either. Creed and Bishop have been all over UWF-TV in the last day and a half to say…well a whole lot of nothing, just kind of wasting time every time they are on camera. As the UWF fan base awaits to hear from competitors from other matches or even Roberts tag team partner Al Smash they have to be subject to promo after promo from two of the most talent less pieces of crap that ever stepped into a federation. One has to wonder would Bishop and Creed stop and watch there own programs? I doubt it, a Bishop/Creed promo should be classified as cruel and inhumane punishment. But hey it isn’t there fault that hey have a big ‘ol pile of worms between there ears instead of a brain.
As the limo slows you can see the private flight from American Airlines, sitting on the runway ready to take off as soon as Roberts boards. Roberts takes the last few sips of his martini and steps out of the limo. Chad Monie is standing near the plane holding a clip board and looking at his watch. Chad: Have you no concept of time? Roberts just smiles and heads on over to the plane. Chad looks frustrated but there really is nothing he can do the plane had to wait on Roberts to take off. Chad: You were suppose to be here a half hour ago. Primetime: Seven…Seven Thirty, who cares. Chad: I do, we needed to stay on schedule. Primetime: Relax, we will be getting out of here in just a second. Chad: No. You need to board now, we need to get out of here. Primetime: Why are the cops after us again? Roberts says looking over his shoulder. Chad: No, I—what do you mean again? Primetime: Again? I never said again. Chad: Yes you did. Primetime: Okay, there was this one time, I shot a man in Reno just so I could drink his blood. “Primetime” says with a smile. Chad: What are you talking about? Primetime: What? Just thought I would try something new. You know something I came up with all by myself. Roberts has an arrogant smile on his face. Chad: Creed and Bishop again… Primetime: What? You said you wanted me to pay more attention to what they had to say. The driver of the limo brings Roberts his luggage, and large suite case on wheels. He hands the handle to Roberts and “Primetime” gives the man a generous tip. Primetime: Lets go, oh and by the way I want to be known from now on as “God of TV” Paul Roberts III. Roberts says sarcastically. Chad: Um…why? Primetime: So I am not confused with my father of course. Chad: Your father is dead. Primetime: Yeah, well sometimes people mistake me for my dead father. Chad: So your telling me you want to change the nickname that you have had for three years? Primetime: “Primetime” was never my nickname Chad, TV Guide just called me that. Chad: Paul…. Primetime: No, no wait! Chad: I think I know what you are doing here. Primetime: No from now on I am “God of TV” Philip Raboito! Chad: Paul, now you are being ridiculous. Primetime: What? Creed has been here what a week and a day, and has already changed his name twice. I thought it was in to change your name an unnecessarily large amount of times. Chad: I see what you are getting at Paul. Primetime: Oh, no wait a minute. That’s right Creed is a no talent piece of crap who needs to generate interest from the fans by changing everything about himself in a week. So never mind I will stay “Primetime” Paul Roberts on account that Alistair Creed is a complete idiot. Roberts begins to move once again back onto the plane, as the enter on the camera transitions inside. Primetime: However I do think I am going to move to greasy mud town in Louisiana. Chad: Paul come on now, this is just annoying. Primetime: Oh come on Bobby “The Beast” Bishop is so cool I want to be just like him! Roberts again says in a sarcastic tone. Chad: Seriously Paul we have some business to discuss. Primetime: No, its okay, we can talk business when we go have our business dinner later this week, when we eat watermelon and fried chicken. Chad: Paul, knock it off! Primetime: What? Is what I am doing annoying you? Chad: Okay, I get what your saying they are – Primetime: Is it giving you a headache? Listening to one man rationalize changing his name for no reason, and watch another become a carbon copy of the greatest man alive? Chad: Paul I am sure you have made your point. Primetime: No, I don’t think I have. If I really wanted to make a true point I would hold minute and a half interview segments to repeatedly say the same thing and make comments that make no damn sense at all. Chad: OKAY PAUL QUIT IT!!! Primetime: Oh by the way Chad you are holding me back man, your being let go. Chad: What??? Seriously? Primetime: NO! Not seriously! I was just joking around with you come on. I cant have a little fun once and a while? Chad: Okay, I am glad your done being a botard. Primetime: Oh please I was just having some fun. Those guys are idiots. Roberts lightly grabs the arm of a flight attendant. Primetime: Miss, could you please bring me my glass of red liquid? Flight attendant: Red Liquid? Do you mean ….HUMAN BLOOD??? Primetime: Well that IS the only kind of red liquid in existence. Flight Attendant: Um…. Chad looks at the Flight attendant and shakes his head. Chad: Don’t worry about it, he is just a little tipsy. The Flight attendant walks away up the plane. Primetime: Chad??? What are you doing? I want my blood! You know I cant fly if I don’t drink at least one pint of human blood. Roberts says looking a little uneasy. Chad: Paul, how many drinks did you have today? Primetime: Not enough! I didn’t get my daily dose of drinking HUMAN BLOOD! Chad: Okay, you have had a little too much to drink. It is becoming more and more apparent that Roberts may be a little TOO relaxed. Primetime: I am one creepy insane freak aren’t I Chad? Chad: Yeah, okay your creepy and insane you freak. Primetime: Yeah, I knew it. Chad: Paul, why don’t you go ahead and sit down here and buckle up. Primetime: NO! I will not sit down. I am UN-tamed, and you cant tame me dude! Chad: Yeah okay I thought we were done screwing around. Roberts gets a good chuckle out and sits down in his seat and fastens his seat belt. Chad: Miss, would you tell the pilot that we are ready to take off whenever he is ready. Flight Attendant: Yes sir. The Flight attendant walks over to the cockpit and taps on the door to signal to the pilot that they are ready to take off. Primetime: Hey Chad… Chad: Yes Paul… Primetime: You ever wonder why I haven’t won any titles in the UWF yet? Chad: Well, seeing as how you were one of the only members of the roster left out of the tournament and there has been only one title defense sense Tidal Wave and it wasn’t a Universal Title match. Well that about wraps it up. Primetime: Didn’t I beat both men who were in the finals of that tournament? Chad: That would be a big 10-4. Primetime: Am I not undefeated? Chad: You are indeed undefeated. Primetime: So why am I not already the Champion of the Universe? Chad: You mean the Universal Champion? Primetime: Yeah, the Universal Champion is Champion of the Universe. Chad: Well the only reason your not already the champion is because the title was not on the line when you beat him. Primetime: Well thank you for clearing that up, I was wondering how Bobby Bishop was still the Universal Champion. Chad: Yeah, basically because he never defends the title. Primetime: Oh well the title is on the line at Redemption, and I will have won the Universal Championship in only five matches. Hey a new record! Man I am great! Chad: Yeah, man you’re the greatest. Roberts places earphones on his head to tune into the in flight movie, but when it turns on it is just more UWF-TV. Primetime: Ah, man! I have already seen this one. Roberts just shakes his head in an upset manner. Primetime: Chad, he thought of that Champion of Champions thing all by himself. Chad: Did he now? Primetime: Yeah, in his last promo flat out said that he thought of it all by himself. Wow, he is a smarty. Roberts places the earphones back on to his head and lays he head back. Chad: Okay…no more martinis for you “Primetime”. The flight begins to move faster and faster until it begins to pull itself into the air. As the flight takes off Roberts has already fallen asleep, all too relaxed without a care in the world, I mean it, the guy couldn’t care less about the joke of a main event this week. It is all but wrapped up, the title is coming to a true champion and it is only a matter of time.
"Primetime" Paul Roberts  Bow Down... *Fade to Black* |
