Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2013 10:20:25 GMT -5
[The camera fades from black. It pans from the left rear end of a black Porsche 944. A man enters the drivers seat, before shutting the door, he turns his head to the camera, he signals the camera man into the car.]
A 24 year old Christopher A. Radke drives along in his childhood dream car. He thinks about his current life predicament. He's in a car driving south of Boston with a camera guy in the passenger seat.
Chris: This is it, man. [He says sarcastically while turning to the camera and then back to the road ahead]
He continues to ponder why there's a camera in his front seat. He thinks honestly that he wouldn't mind at all, as long as this guy knew when to leave. He then starts to think to himself, "Do I think about anything else besides sex?" He has a confused look on his face. "Oh wait, there's wrestling too" and a look of relief comes across his face. He begins to think about his career. His recent year off. Although the year was full of jumping into random indy feds because he couldn't keep away from the game. He thought about his time in UCE; his feud with Paradox, his incredible match with Stuntman, and his feud with an old friend.
[Radke his the right turn signal and slowly pulls into a driveway. He stares for a few seconds at the house before him, he then gets out, the camera man obviously follows. He's wearing dark jeans and an "Alice in Chains-Dirt" t-shirt. "I missed the Alice in Chains show last night" he thought. "Fuck".]
[He walks up the steps and makes his way to the front door. He raises his right hand to knock at the door but as his wrist is about to flick, the door opens]
Nikki: Chris! Oh my god! [She extends her arms, Chris smiles and leans in for the hug.]
[Chris sees that the woman before him is pregnant. Should he say anything? What if he was wrong, what if..ah, fuck it]
Chris: Hey Nikki, it's so great to see you! Sorry to ask but, are you far along?
[Nikki's face brightens and she smiles]
Nikki: I'm only 4 months but it's coming along. He's going to be so happy you're here! Come in, come in!
[Radke shoves his hands into his pockets. Still smiling, he walks inside, he follows Nikki through the hallway.]
Nikki: Honey, Chris is here!
Chris: How ya doin' man?
Brandon: I'm great man, how're you?
Chris: Well..
[Chris says in a suspenseful way. He has some great news that both of his hosts would be psyched about. This news would probably be better to give over dinner, but he's already left them hanging. Both Nikki and Brandon wait eagerly.]
Chris: Fuck it. I just got singed to MPW.
[Nytrus' smile comes back. The beast had been softened by hearing that he's able to work with his best friend again. Since 6th grade, these two have been nearly inseparable. Except this past year, only exchanging a few phone calls.]
Nikki: Chris, that's so awesome! Maybe you 2 could get the band back together [She turns back to the stove and continues preparing dinner]
[Both Chris and Brandon look at each other and smirk, maybe they could]
Chris: Well, I've heard that you my friend are a little preoccupied these days with the business
Nytrus: Hell yeah man, I'm the Sin City champion, and I have a match Sunday for the world title, I'm doin' alright.
Chris: I'm happy for you, Bran'
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[Both men are now upstairs in Nytrus' trophy room. They look over all of their tag gold they acquired over their indy days.]
Chris: Look man [He says while studying the Sin City championship] I'll be there this Sunday. You need any help, you give me a shout.
Brandon: Of course man, but hey, world champion. How cool does that sound?
[Radke chuckles]
Chris: Congrats on the baby on the way, you didn't tell me about that. World Championship and being a Dad coming up?
[Brandon laughs]
Chris: I completely called you getting married before 25 though. Still can't believe it.
Brandon: You were the best man, jackass. You better believe it sometime.
[Both men chuckle once again. Although they aren't talking about it, both men are thinking about what Nikki said. They both stare, they know what the other is thinking. Their thoughts are interrupted]
Nikki: Boys! [She calls from downstairs] Food's ready!
[Both men have a mini flashback to being kids and wrestling in the basement with Brandon's younger brother. Wrestling, girls, wrestling, girls. That's all it was about in those days. Simple.]
[Radke slaps the camera]
Chris: Shut the fuckin' thing off, man [He says casually]
[The screen goes black]
A 24 year old Christopher A. Radke drives along in his childhood dream car. He thinks about his current life predicament. He's in a car driving south of Boston with a camera guy in the passenger seat.
Chris: This is it, man. [He says sarcastically while turning to the camera and then back to the road ahead]
He continues to ponder why there's a camera in his front seat. He thinks honestly that he wouldn't mind at all, as long as this guy knew when to leave. He then starts to think to himself, "Do I think about anything else besides sex?" He has a confused look on his face. "Oh wait, there's wrestling too" and a look of relief comes across his face. He begins to think about his career. His recent year off. Although the year was full of jumping into random indy feds because he couldn't keep away from the game. He thought about his time in UCE; his feud with Paradox, his incredible match with Stuntman, and his feud with an old friend.
[Radke his the right turn signal and slowly pulls into a driveway. He stares for a few seconds at the house before him, he then gets out, the camera man obviously follows. He's wearing dark jeans and an "Alice in Chains-Dirt" t-shirt. "I missed the Alice in Chains show last night" he thought. "Fuck".]
[He walks up the steps and makes his way to the front door. He raises his right hand to knock at the door but as his wrist is about to flick, the door opens]
Nikki: Chris! Oh my god! [She extends her arms, Chris smiles and leans in for the hug.]
[Chris sees that the woman before him is pregnant. Should he say anything? What if he was wrong, what if..ah, fuck it]
Chris: Hey Nikki, it's so great to see you! Sorry to ask but, are you far along?
[Nikki's face brightens and she smiles]
Nikki: I'm only 4 months but it's coming along. He's going to be so happy you're here! Come in, come in!
[Radke shoves his hands into his pockets. Still smiling, he walks inside, he follows Nikki through the hallway.]
Nikki: Honey, Chris is here!
Chris: How ya doin' man?
Brandon: I'm great man, how're you?
Chris: Well..
[Chris says in a suspenseful way. He has some great news that both of his hosts would be psyched about. This news would probably be better to give over dinner, but he's already left them hanging. Both Nikki and Brandon wait eagerly.]
Chris: Fuck it. I just got singed to MPW.
[Nytrus' smile comes back. The beast had been softened by hearing that he's able to work with his best friend again. Since 6th grade, these two have been nearly inseparable. Except this past year, only exchanging a few phone calls.]
Nikki: Chris, that's so awesome! Maybe you 2 could get the band back together [She turns back to the stove and continues preparing dinner]
[Both Chris and Brandon look at each other and smirk, maybe they could]
Chris: Well, I've heard that you my friend are a little preoccupied these days with the business
Nytrus: Hell yeah man, I'm the Sin City champion, and I have a match Sunday for the world title, I'm doin' alright.
Chris: I'm happy for you, Bran'
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[Both men are now upstairs in Nytrus' trophy room. They look over all of their tag gold they acquired over their indy days.]
Chris: Look man [He says while studying the Sin City championship] I'll be there this Sunday. You need any help, you give me a shout.
Brandon: Of course man, but hey, world champion. How cool does that sound?
[Radke chuckles]
Chris: Congrats on the baby on the way, you didn't tell me about that. World Championship and being a Dad coming up?
[Brandon laughs]
Chris: I completely called you getting married before 25 though. Still can't believe it.
Brandon: You were the best man, jackass. You better believe it sometime.
[Both men chuckle once again. Although they aren't talking about it, both men are thinking about what Nikki said. They both stare, they know what the other is thinking. Their thoughts are interrupted]
Nikki: Boys! [She calls from downstairs] Food's ready!
[Both men have a mini flashback to being kids and wrestling in the basement with Brandon's younger brother. Wrestling, girls, wrestling, girls. That's all it was about in those days. Simple.]
[Radke slaps the camera]
Chris: Shut the fuckin' thing off, man [He says casually]
[The screen goes black]