RP#35

I think he went off the deep end.

Double J and Nanook are standing up against a wall in the gym just looking out into the work out area. Nanook has his hands on his hips with a look of wonderment on his face while Joe has his arms crossed looking rather annoyed.

Nanook "What the F*** is he doing?"

Double J has a look of disgust on his face and you can tell he is pissed. "I'm not paying him for this shit. I don't know what the F*** happened to him but I'm not paying him to act like......what ever the F*** he is acting like."

Nanook "I don't blame you....OH!!!!!"

Both Nanook and Joe have a sour look on their faces, like they just saw something that can not be unseen.

JJ "Jesus!"

Nanook "F***.....what the hell Jeff!!!!"

JJ "Man....he is not right! Jeff!!!! You are not right!"

Joe turns and makes his way into a side room that has been acting as a locker room but the room is full of boxes from the former tenant who made cheap plastic items that ranged from army men to dildos. The company went belly up when the economy tanked and they didn't bother to get their inventory leaving the locker room a pile of boxes.

Nanook "So as of right now there hasn't been a word from Adam Abel. I'm starting to wonder if he even knows he has a match against you."

JJ "Oh he is probably busy wondering how he will beat Valour."

Tractor noises start to come from the other room where Hatemonger is. Yes Hatemonger is making tractor noises.

Joe kicks a stray box out of the way "Meanwhile I'm stuck here with that moron!"

Nanook glances over his shoulder. "You know he went haywire when his wife showed up."

JJ "Haywire is a understatement."

Nanook "I could fix that?"

Joe stops and sighs. "I dunno."

Nanook "Just say the word and she is gone."

Beeping sounds come from the other room.

JJ "So we have no idea where this Adam Abel is then?"

Nanook "Not a clue."

JJ "Makes no matter than. If I was Adam I would lay low and keep my trap shut too. Right now...."

Horse sounds come from the other room.

JJ "I'm in no mood for some knuckle head like Adam. All I want is Hart in the ring and my fist....."

Joe slowly turns and holds up his fist and looks at it.

JJ "Rammed down Wolf Parker's throat!"

Joe then storms out the room and when he exits the room and when he does he yells at Hatemonger

JJ "I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE F*** YOU ARE DOING BUT THIS SHIT BETTER COME TO A END!"

Nanook slowly strolls out of the locker room and stops just outside of the door way. He looks down at Hatemonger who is on all fours, is painted green AND is naked. In his front hands he is holding a wheel barrow wheel.

Nanook "Seriously dude! What the F*** is going on?"

Hatemonger looks up at Nanook. "The little lady said she wanted to go for a ride on my tractor....so here I am, waiting for her to come back with a picnic basket so she can ride my tractor.....duh."

Nanook raises his eye brows and shakes his head. "That is some freaky shit yo."



Scene opens up with a still picture of Caleb Hart locked in the figure four last week just as it looked like Hart was going to tap out before Wolf Parker stuck his nose in the match. Double J slowly walks into the frame and steps in front of the big picture that is the size of a wall. Joe holds his arms straight out.

"THIS!!!! This could have been my biggest moment in my UWL career. The night I won the UWL TV title! This is the night that all the little questions that land in my ear ended. This is night that all of the "I can't beat Hart" comments ended. And all of it.....was just a second away."

Double J slowly turns around.

"Next week I will take what was taken away from me. Next week Hart's night mare will come true when I am standing over him holding the UWL TV title and Wolf Parker....is lying next to him all bloody and bruised!"

Joe closes his eyes and raises his right up even with his temple and pauses slowly keeping from exploding in a tirade.

"But that is next week. Next week.......next week can't get here fast enough. But this week I face Adam Abel. The silent man of mystery. It is probably a good thing that you haven't said a word this week Adam because.........."

Joe makes a fist and taps his forehead with it.

"....I tighter than a drum and the slightest little dumb ass remark will set me off. I really have nothing against you Adam. I really have no reason to be so irate towards you. I have no reason to want to beat you so badly this week that I want to bath in your blood. You just got a match against me at the wrong time. All I want to see standing across from me in that ring is Hart and Parker and this week all I will see if you. And for you that won't be good. You stand in the way Adam. You stand between me and my rematch with Hart, between me and the UWL TV title and nothing.....NOTHING will get in my way. Not Parker, Not Hart, Not even you Adam! It's just the way it's going to be."

Joe closes his eyes and squeezes the bridge of his nose.

"I'm not going to say sorry to you Adam for what I do to you this weekend. I will not feel sorry for you if you get hurt. If I break your legs. If I snap your neck. I will chalk it up to collateral damage for in my eyes, you Adam Abel is just a pawn the UWL placed in front of me, a pawn for me to sacrifice in the name of winning the UWL TV champion. I will not be sorry or feel sad for what I do you to you this weekend. Adam Abel...."

Joe opens his eyes and looks right into the camera.

"Consider yourself warned."

FTB.