Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2013 3:09:08 GMT -5
Eric Price has had a terrible day because although he was lauded as a hero, it seems someone is onto him and knows the truth of what really occurred at the hotel where he hit a girl named Shirley Lipschitz, despite attempting to cover it up by forcibly intoxicating the girl. To top it off, Eric has not yet found out the mayhem caused by Sarah Twilight down in his office in Los Angeles.
Along with the concern for his World Championship, Eric Price had a very full plate that was beginning to crumble minute by minute, second by second, ticking down until Explosion where it would all come to a head but at this time, he would be in for a rude awakening to the corporate situation, which will put him in more turmoil than he could have predicted.
Day II: Tuesday 3/26 – A Further Descent From Reality
Scene I: An Apparent Reality – Unknown Time – Detroit City Hall
*The scene begins showing Eric Price standing at the city hall of Detroit with what appears to be the mayor of the city and a large crowd in attendance. It is a rather sunny and clear day with people awaiting what looks to be a commendation ceremony as Eric is standing proudly smiling wearing a pressed black suit with a white shirt and navy blue tie with an ever present US lapel pin on his sport coat. The mayor, Dave Bing gets ready to speak…*
Dave Bing: Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to honor a man who puts his own welfare above others. A man who truly is exemplary of the American dream, a self made millionaire, a man who puts heroism at the top of his priorities however and never forgets the humility that took him to the top. He is a man above reproach, a man who knows what it takes to get the job done and easily defines the word success. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome this man who is a hero for saving a little girl and doing the right thing by not taking advantage of her but instead getting her the help she needs despite being tired from working so hard in his job as a professional wrestler where he is the top star as his promotion’s World Champion, an investment magnate, a media mogul, please give a deserving hero’s welcome to the one, the only Mr. Eric Price!
*The crowd applauds with some cheering Eric Price on for his heroism as Eric walks up to the podium, shakes hands with the mayor as he is handed a medal for his heroism and bravery looking out to the crowd with a huge smile on his face as the medal is placed around his neck. The medal looks to be bathed in 24K gold as Eric takes the microphone to speak*
Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for bestowing this honor upon me. I …
*Eric pretends to wipe tears off his eyes as if this is a huge and deserved honor with tears of joy to add flair to the speech*
Eric Price: I’m sorry; I just get so emotional about this. Please bear with me as I … I simply did what any good human being would do, what any honest person would do and I helped a soul in need. That’s all I did; I don’t often like to throw the words hero and heroism so carelessly but if I had to think of myself as a hero, I would say it is an accurate description because it takes a special individual to do what I did. Most people would have taken advantage of the situation and of the poor girl but I did not see it that way, the girl was just a helpless victim and poor Shirley’s parents were worried sick about her.
Eric Price: It goes without saying that she is in the best of care now and she will make a speedy recovery but it has been said that without my intervention, she could have easily died so all I can say is that I’m thankful that I was in the right place at the right time.
*All of a sudden, a loud female voice is heard all around the city hall but its source cannot be seen*
Female Voice: Liar!
Eric Price: Ahem, as I was saying…
Female Voice: You’re a lying charlatan who abuses children!
*The crowd gasps and starts buzzing with some muttering if it’s true or not*
Eric Price: What’s going on? Who’s trying to address me? Show yourself! SHOW YOURSELF! I saved that poor girl…
Female Voice: From what, what did you save her from Eric Price?
*Eric starts frantically looking around for the source of the voice and starts going through the crowd*
Eric Price: Where are you? Where is that coming from?
*Eric’s eyes look completely crazed as he frantically shakes his head every which way to try and isolate the source of this mysterious voice as the crowd is wondering what this is all about*
Female Voice: The girl was fine, she simply doubted that you could beat me and you couldn’t handle that bit of truth.
*The voice slowly morphs from a deep female voice to that of Sarah Twilight. Eric immediately recognizes the voice and starts frantically looking for the mistress of mischief herself*
Eric Price: Where are you? Where are you you stupid bitch? I know you’re here. SHOW YOURSELF! For God’s sake, show me the respect I deserve as a hero and show yourself!
Sarah Twilight: Hero? You think of yourself as a hero? Would a hero berate his fans and have them kicked out when they oppose his viewpoint?
*The crowd gasps*
Sarah Twilight: Would a hero have a stripper killed simply to protect his alleged reputation?
Eric Price: She deserved it!
*The crowd gasps and many start saying “Oh my God” amongst each other, both shocked and appalled at such a heinous admission of guilt*
Sarah Twilight: Would a hero attack Santa Claus only to have him killed later on?
Eric Price: That son of a bitch signed his own death warrant when he disrespected me!
Sarah Twilight: Would a hero knock out cold a 16 year old girl…
Eric Price: Shut up!
Sarah Twilight: …only because she insinuated that he would lose his World Title…
Eric Price: No, stop it! STOP IT!
Sarah Twilight: …and then try to cover it up by forcing her…
Eric Price: STOP IT I SAID! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!
Sarah Twilight: …forcing her to drink a whole bottle of Vodka, risking her life in the process…
Eric Price: That’s not true! NOT TRUE! NOT TRUE!
Sarah Twilight: …and then try to pass her off as a troubled teen who is addicted to alcohol? Tell me, would a hero do that?
*Eric looks positively infuriated and crazed at this point as the crowd steps away from Eric Price leaving him in the center isolated as they accusingly stare at him with disgust and repulsion clear in their eyes.*
Eric Price: What are you all looking at? Get off your high horses, I’m rich, I’m powerful, I’m better than you!
*And then out of nowhere Sarah Twilight appears right before him out of the crowd and in his face*
Sarah Twilight: And therein lies the problem, your arrogance, your insatiable ego, your constant hypocrisy. You are no part of a man!
Eric Price: I deserve respect!
Sarah Twilight: Respect? How could I or anyone respect a sniveling, lying coward like you who can’t do anything for himself? You are a loser!
Eric Price: No, no I’m not. I’m the WCF World Champion, I’m rich, I have power, I can do whatever I want. These people are nothing but pawns to me and I can make them dance as I see fit!
Sarah Twilight: Is that a fact?
*Sarah snaps her fingers and all of a sudden the crowd disappears, the city hall disappears and a ring appears underneath and around Eric Price who looks around shocked at what he sees. One central light illuminates the ring, as all around is nothing but darkness outside the ring. Eric continues to frantically look around as Sarah stands opposite of him, Eric’s WCF World Title appears around his shoulders as he clenches it tightly for fear of losing it.*
Sarah Twilight: It’s time!
*Eric is completely drenched in sweat and looks like he’s about ready to cry at this point in concern over what is transpiring*
Eric Price: Time? TIME?!!
Sarah Twilight: Tick, tock…
Eric Price: Tick, tock … TICK … TOCK … why, why are you doing this to me? I … I don’t deserve this! I’m an honest man, I’m a good person.
Sarah Twilight: Ding, ding!
*A bell rings as well to signify a match starting as Eric does not know what to do and Sarah quickly clotheslines him down to the ground. She then covers him, Eric tries to get his shoulders up but is unable to move as the count begins.*
Sarah Twilight: ONE!
Eric Price: No please, I’m begging you, don’t do this to me! Let me go, please!
Sarah Twilight: TWO!
Eric Price: PLEASE! PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU, I’M THE WCF WORLD CHAMPION, THIS COMPANY NEEDS ME, THE PEOPLE NEED ME! PLEASE, YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!
Sarah Twilight: It’s over Eric, say goodbye!
*Tears visibly start streaming from Eric’s eyes as he is in a complete state of panic at this moment realizing that he is about to lose to Sarah Twilight and his championship will be taken away from him. Many many thoughts rush through his head although in his own mind, he believes he does not deserve this and it is completely unfair for this to be happening to him.*
Eric Price: NO! NO! NO! NO! DON’T DO THIS, YOU DON’T DESERVE IT! THIS IS MY TITLE, MINE MINE MINE!!! NO ONE CAN TAKE IT FROM ME, IT’S ALL MINE!
Sarah Twilight: Three!
*A bell rings again as Sarah Twilight gets up and stares down at Eric Price who is completely helpless and unable to move. She grabs his World Title belt from him as he tried to clench it as long as he could but is unable to move to capture it back. She then stands over him looking down on him as he is shown completely distraught, crying over the loss.*
Sarah Twilight: How fitting, it’s like I told you. Your time is up and I am the new and first female WCF World Heavyweight Champion!
Eric Price: NO, this is not right! THAT’S MY TITLE, THAT’S MY TITLE DAMN IT! NO, YOU CAN’T DO THIS!
Sarah Twilight: And off to obscurity with you Eric Price!
Eric Price: No, no please! Give me back my title! IT’S MINE! IT’S MINE!
*The scene then switches back to Eric’s hotel room where he is shown in his bed, the clock on his bed side reads that it is 5:30 AM as he is shown tossing and turning in his bed, clearly having the nightmare described as he is heard muttering “it’s mine, it’s mine” and his phone rings. Eric quickly wakes up in a cold sweat, looking around frantically and notices his World Title is on his table as he turns on the light and he looks completely terrified as if he had a vision for a grim future to come, he picks up the phone…*
Eric Price (on phone): Hello?
*Eric is still catching his breath as the nightmare had taken its toll on his mind*
Davey Ortega (on the phone): Hey Eric, have you seen the news?
Eric Price (on phone): What are you talking about? I’m still the champion!
Davey Ortega (on the phone): Yes you are but that’s not what I’m talking about. Turn to CNBC.
Eric Price (on phone): What? Why?
*Eric Price tunes to CNBC as he notices a major media story filmed by E! TV regarding him*
Reports indicate that Eric Price, a major executive for the a Hollywood based investment firm has been fired effective yesterday as he appeared to be involved in money laundering and embezzlement. The company denies any official involvement or ties with Price and his misdeeds but they are quoted as saying “This is a respectable company and any behavior like this will not be tolerated.” Mr. Levinson, president of the company was not available for immediate comment on this story pending an official investigation.
If Price is found to be guilty of such allegations, he could face many sanctions, complete financial ruin, and jail time. Guess you never know who you’re dealing with.
*Eric’s jaw drops as he immediately turns off the TV and is in complete shock and does not understand how this happened. A rage can clearly be seen in his eyes.*
Davey Ortega (on the phone): Hello? Hello?
Eric Price (on the phone): The hell, what the hell happened?
Davey Ortega (on the phone): I don’t know but you have to stay focused.
Eric Price (on the phone): They fired me from what I consider my own company, damn it! Damn it! I’m going to take care of this now!
*Eric quickly hangs up the phone and rushes off to get ready to fly out to Los Angeles from Chicago as the scene fades to black*
Scene II: The Irish Job – 8 AM – Eric Price’s Office, Levinson Investments Corporate HQ in Pacific Palisades, CA
*Eric Price had often been shown in his Hollywood office but never in the Pacific Palisades office he called home as it was far closer to his home as opposed to his Hollywood office where he conducted business but as he was moving up to partner, he was going to be moved to this more luxurious office. Eric knows something off and although he had spoken to his lawyer the day prior, he had not spoken to his official legal counsel, only phoning him briefly that he planned to be there that afternoon but may be delayed until Tuesday but he would call him if that ended up being the case.
Nevertheless, Eric Price shows up right in front of Levinson Investments, still in a limousine as he still cannot believe what he heard on CNBC. He shows up in front of his office building, letting himself out of the limo, an unusual thing for Eric to do as he always waits for his driver to do it as he looks at the building suspiciously. He is wearing a black suit with a black tie and black shirt, a US lapel pin ever so prominent as he simply takes one deep breath, inhaling and exhaling out of nervousness as he walks in and decides to play it Bogart.*
Eric Price: Okay, here we go.
*Eric walks in and strolls through the main lobby careful to avoid drawing any attention to himself as he simply flies by the receptionist who misses him. He makes his way to the elevator quickly and goes up to the 27th floor. As he goes up in the elevator, a million thoughts once again race through his mind thinking how any of what he heard on CNBC, the corruption, the fraud, how that could have come to pass as he had no such material and had not conjured up such a scheme. The elevator arrives at its destination, every passing second feeling like an eternity to Eric who steps out to see what awaits him.*
Eric Price: Let’s see here, there’s Jessica at least.
*Eric notices his secretary in the distance there sitting at her desk already. He quickly approaches her and does something he rarely does and looks at her in the eyes to ask her about the office.*
Eric Price: Jessica…
Jessica: Yes sir E … I mean Mr. Price?
Eric Price: You notice anything strange yesterday around here?
Jessica: Hmm…yesterday…
*Eric looks at her and thinks to himself “Oh God, why did I hire this bimbo when I could have hired the smart assistant instead … damn women”*
Jessica: No … not really.
Eric Price: Hmm…fine!
*Eric looks mad at that response as he decides to walk into his office as her response was a typical ditzy response that he was used to getting from her. He walks in and immediately knocks out the stool Sarah Twilight had setup as his legal counsel David Monati is hanging and quickly latches onto Eric as if riding on his shoulders as Eric is at a stand still wondering what the hell just happened*
Eric Price: What the, what the hell … David?
David Monati: (Muffled hmph)
Eric Price: I can’t understand you, what the hell?
*David still has his mouth taped up as Eric quickly calls his secretary into his office*
Eric Price: Jessica, come in here for a minute.
*Jessica comes in and notices David on Eric’s shoulders as she can’t help but a laugh a bit*
Jessica: Yes sir?
Eric Price: What the hell is this?
Jessica: Well it seems Mr. Monati is had his tie around his neck and you’re holding him up Mr. Price.
Eric Price: Tie around his neck, like a noose?
*Jessica scratches her head*
Jessica: What’s a noose?
*Eric with a look of disbelief on his face*
Eric Price: Noose, it looks like a circle and people hang themselves with it.
Jessica: Hang themselves? Like for fun?
*Eric’s eyes open wide as he thinks to himself how someone can be so stupid. He then grins a fake smile so as to placate her*
Eric Price: Yes, for fun. In fact, why don’t you take my place under him, I’m sure he’d enjoy that game.
*Eric grabs David’s legs as she gets under David and he is now on her shoulders as Eric looks up at David and looks at the supposed noose and sees how it’s setup. He notices it leads to his bookshelf and finds the books making it support itself. He quickly removes the books so the noose is no longer supported by anything. He then walks back and looks up at David*
Eric Price: David, come down from there, you’re fine now. The noose isn’t supported.
*Eric finds David can’t let himself down and is pissed at this but needs an explanation of what happened so he steps behind Jessica and grabs David and pulls him down, untying him and quickly removing the tape from his mouth as he screams in pain of that*
Eric Price: Jessica, get out. David and I have some business to talk about.
Jessica: Yes sir Mr. Price.
*Eric quickly locks the door after Jessica leaves and David goes to have a seat at one of the chairs in front of Eric’s desk as Eric starts surveying his office and looks at the documents on his desk carefully studying the falsified passport, the books on laundering and questions what happened*
Eric Price: What? What’s that smell? Why are your pants stained? How long have you been up there?
David Monati: Well … I had to … go!
Eric Price: Ah damn it well, what the hell happened here? What is all this stuff on my desk, what are these books, why did I hear on CNBC that I was fired from this company when I was about to make partner?! PARTNER DAVID?!!!
David Monati: That bitch … the redhead …
*Eric gets a look of shock in his eyes*
Eric Price: Redhead? What redhead? What was her name?
David Monati: She came in and redid your office, she was trying to sabotage you and apparently she succeeded. She guessed your password, hacked your computer, invested in Nigerian stock …
Eric Price: Nigerian? Nigerian bullshit? What’s next, you’re going to tell me I won the British Lottery?
David Monati: Well …
Eric Price: Good sweet God, but you mentioned a redhead.
David Monati: Yeah, there were these two guys with her, one guy said he was getting retribution for what you did to him.
Eric Price: Guy, what guy?
David Monati: They put these passports, all these books, they were loading from boxes they brought with them. They had tied me up and put me in the back of my Mercedes and took my Mercedes, damn it!
*Eric is getting more frustrated by the second because he thinks he knows who David is referring to but needs to have it confirmed*
Eric Price: David, focus! Names, I need names! Do you remember their names?
David Monati: Yeah, I think one of them was named Zach.
Eric Price: Zach?
David Monati: The redhead though, she seemed to be the leader of the pack, I’m trying to remember her name but she said you cost her the TV Title at Timebomb or something like that…
*Eric’s face goes completely pale as he realizes who David is referring to and he swallows a dry gulp*
Eric Price: Sarah?
David Monati: Yeah, that’s her name. She said she was trying to get back at you, ruin your livelihood, an eye for an eye for what you’ve done to her and to her fans.
Eric Price: That conniving bitch! Who the hell does she think she is? How did Levinson find out?
David Monati: He was coming here to promote you as partner but when he saw this, he tried to stop the filming that you saw on TV and immediately fired you and denounced you for this behavior. She posed as your secretary.
Eric Price: But how? Did Jessica allow her to do that?
David Monati: Well, they coerced me into it as they had me tied up and against my will kind of got me to nudge her to leave.
Eric Price: Shit, that bitch has ruined everything. Have you tried to talk to Levinson? Has anyone talked to him?
David Monati: About this, no, not at all. I’ve been tied up as you know, unless you have?
Eric Price: No, I need to call him and resolve this because this is nonsense.
*Eric looks at up the ceiling of his office and notices cameras in there*
Eric Price: Cameras? When did these get put in?
David Monati: About a week or two ago, they said it was due to security concerns in the office.
Eric Price: The footage, we can get the footage!
*David realizes what Eric is saying and that they can prove that this is all a setup against him*
David Monati: Let me call security right away to pull up footage from yesterday.
Eric Price: Hey, can you go down and get the footage so we can watch it later?
David Monati: Definitely.
Eric Price: Hurry so we can watch it and if it proves what I think it will, then I will immediately call Mr. Levinson.
David Monati: Excellent, let me get cleaned up and I’ll be back in a bit.
*David leaves the office as Eric locks the door as he leaves and goes to sit back in his large leather chair and turns around facing away from the door*
Eric Price: You thought you were real smart didn’t you Sarah Twilight? So what is this, vengeance for your failed comrades or vengeance for yourself … perhaps both? I just don’t know because it seems that you take up a lot of causes as if you’re some kind of heroine in all of this when in reality you’re nothing but a criminal. You tried to ruin my career and admittedly you were almost successful but you just don’t cover all your bases do you. Is that how pathetic you are? That you have to resort to mind games to try and make me lose my World Title. You referred to it as such a forgone conclusion that I should have figured out sooner that you were up to something but you … you just don’t know when to quit. I was simply going to let you off easy this week, that’s what I was going to do. I was going to be honorable and wait until Sunday to show you that what I’ve been saying about you all these months is very true, that you simply cannot win a match without some underhanded tactic involved.
*Eric turns back around in the chair to face the door again and he has a look on his face of anger while at the same time, the way his eye twitches, it is clear he is rather unbalanced and losing his grip on both sanity and reality all at once*
Eric Price: You see, the girl I hit, the beating FPV took, the beating Steeltoe Joe took, the beating that Zach Davis took, those were not my fault. My hands were not involved in that, I absolve myself of said acts and place the blame solely on you. You drove me to do those heinous things, I did not want to do it but you made me do it! The blood, the tears, they are all on you; you have to live with these acts on your conscience because they were not instigated by me, they were all caused by you. You just had to whine and bitch to get your shot at the World Title and I guess Jonny Fly is trying to fill some EOC quota and get both the ACLU and Affirmative Action lawyers off his back so he decided to give you the shot whenever you wanted it.
*Eric starts screaming, his eyes wide open*
Eric Price: THAT’S WHY YOU GOT THE SHOT SARAH! YOU WANT THE TRUTH, YOU WANT THE TRUTH, YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH SARAH! The reason you got your World Title shot is because of Affirmative Action and the ACLU, it’s not because you deserved it or earned it. Jonny leveled with me and I knew I had to go with it despite it being a miscarriage of justice to simply avoid legal repercussions. How does it feel to know that the only reason you have a World Title shot at all is not because you actually earned or deserve it because really, you don’t but because of some legal bullshit that the feminists and “equal rights” advocates support? You’ve been bragging for weeks and months now how you’re so much better than me, how you’re the superior athlete, how you’ll so easily dispatch of me this Sunday at Explosion. But I started really thinking about what you’ve been saying and I did not want to push this as far as it has gone but you’ve forced me to act, this Sunday I will end you.
*Eric leans over as if to pontificate what he just said*
Eric Price: Let me say that one more time, this Sunday, I will end you. I will not just beat you, I will not just retain the WCF World Championship, my title by the way, I will end you right then and there because I am sick and tired of having to deal with you and your constant harassment against me. What was it that you said? How dare I have a career outside of wrestling? Let me bring you up to date on something because it seems you and most people have forgotten, professional wrestling was always my dream. However, I decided to dedicate myself to a side career in investments and have a fall back in case wrestling did not work out. I was able to carve myself out a great fortune in the investment and finance world because of some smart choices I made early on in my career; is it my fault that I’m rich? You fault me for being successful both inside and outside of wrestling. Now admittedly, I don’t have 50 professions like Jonny Fly, I do finance outside of wrestling and also have my hand in TV production although that has been delayed due to your cohorts, the duo formerly known as Prophecy now part of Genesis destroying my production studio.
Eric Price: But I suppose that’s acceptable because anything against me, against a successful individual like yours truly is fair game but how dare I try and question what you do! How dare I call you out on your bullshit! How dare I simply try to be a fair and honest person! That’s the problem with people like you, you can’t stand being called out on your bullshit, you can’t stand the truth. Yes, you and the loser fans may not like what I say and you may not agree with what I say but you can’t deny the fact that I’ve so far done everything I’ve said I was going to do. I said I would beat Jeff Purse for the TV Title and I did that! I said I was going to beat Jeff Purse for the World Title at One and I did just that! I said I would beat Steeltoe Joe at Timebomb and walk out the WCF World Champion and I did just that! I said I would beat FPV and retain my World Title last Sunday and I also … did … just … that! And this Sunday will be no different, I’ve said often before that those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it and it seems you’re falling right into that trap. You see, I learned from history and know that you will try to pull any underhanded stunt to beat me and win the World Title because you are a dishonest piece of trash! Yet you were the one to put the stipulation that if there was any interference on my behalf that I would be disqualified, as if I would resort to such tactics? That’s nonsense.
Eric Price: But that’s fine, go ahead and once again stack the odds against me just like they’ve always been stacked against me. Everyone was against me winning the TV Title, everyone was against me at One, at Timebomb, last week and now this Sunday but I will overcome the odds as I always have because I am simply better than you! Understand those words very clearly Sarah, I am better than you!
*Eric gives an evil grin as the scene fades to black*
Scene III: The Tape Does Not Lie – 12 Noon – Eric Price’s Office in Pacific Palisades, CA
*Eric has obtained the footage from security thanks to David Monati who procured security footage showing what actually happened at his office prior to Mr. Levinson’s arrival. Eric knows that Levinson is already in the building and is about to place a phone call to him from his desk. All the offending material has already been disposed of and removed. David is now changed and cleaned up wearing a different suit than before.*
Eric Price (on the phone): Hello, Mr. Levinson?
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Price? What the hell are you doing here? You’re supposed to be fired, let me get security to get you…
Eric Price (on the phone): Mr. Levinson please, please just hear me out, just listen to me.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Why should I listen? You’re ruined my company!
Eric Price (on the phone): No I haven’t and I can prove it! As far as the bad investments, I’ve corrected those as best I can and will replace any losses out of my own money.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Well…
Eric Price (on the phone): Remember, you doubted me at first when I started but I took this company to record profitability, just give me this one chance to prove what I say is true and that I had nothing to do with the material you found in my office.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Hmm … fine! Shall we meet in your office?
Eric Price (on the phone): Yes, I’m already here. David is also here with me.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): I’m coming down.
*Eric and David wait for Levinson to make his way down to Eric’s office as both men have the footage ready to play. Mr. Levinson quickly walks in and looks at Price coldly in the eyes as Price is ready to show him the footage but wants to talk to him first, brown nosing as he usually does*
Eric Price: Mr. Levinson, welcome!
Mr. Levinson: Spare me the chit-chat and show me the tape. If what you say is true, then we need to publish it immediately. Let’s watch the footage.
*Eric immediately starts playing the footage on a large monitor in his office showing clearly that three people, Sarah Twilight, Zach Davis, and Hank Brown are perpetrating the setup to make it seem like Eric is laundering money and finances of the company*
Eric Price: Take a look, those are the three who did this to me!
Mr. Levinson: Hmm…so they made you look bad, but why? Were they trying to get at me?
Eric Price: No, they were trying to ruin my reputation and bring you down in the process. Heinous actions. I saw the coverage on CNBC as well as other news media and if we publish our side of the story proving that all this was a setup, we can restore credibility in our company.
Mr. Levinson: But how did they get by security though?
David Monati: I can field that. Mr. Levinson, they caught me by surprise and tied me up and blindfolded me from behind and took me as a hostage, actually left me hanging in this office in a noose.
Mr. Levinson: My God, these are some sick ruffians!
Eric Price: To say the least. But please Mr. Levinson, give me another chance because as you can clearly see and we can now clearly prove, this was all a setup to make both myself and the company look bad and was an outside job.
*Mr. Levinson thinks about what Eric says for a moment and extends his hand to shake it. Eric reciprocates and shakes his hand*
Mr. Levinson: Consider yourself immediately reinstated Mr. Price! Welcome back to the team … partner!
Eric Price: Partner, I’m still getting the promotion?!
Mr. Levinson: Well, let me think on it but first, let’s get this footage published, we’ll blur out the faces so as to perform our own proper investigation on who did this.
Eric Price: Oh I know who did it already.
Mr. Levinson: Really? Who was it?
Eric Price: Well, it was some business rivals of mine whom I had crushed from another project I’m working on. Professional jealousy seems to have gotten the best of them and they tried to ruin me because of it! It’s lucky we got those security cameras installed.
Mr. Levinson: Well, let’s bring them to justice.
Eric Price: Fear not Mr. Levinson, I will be dealing with the perpetrators myself. Trust me, when I’m done with them, they will never dare to tamper with either me or this company ever again!
Mr. Levinson: But isn’t it better for the proper…
Eric Price: Mr. Levinson, remember a few months ago I took care of our little problem successfully. Trust me, I can handle this.
*Mr. Levinson thinks on it for a moment as he starts walking out of Eric’s office and looks back at him*
Mr. Levinson: Fair enough. I trust you’ll handle this discreetly.
Eric Price: Certainly, thank you for the vote of confidence sir.
Mr. Levinson: Excellent, resume your work Mr. Price, Mr. Monati.
*Eric shows Mr. Levinson out of his office as both David and Eric look at each other and sure of their continued success now*
David Monati: What are you going to do to that redheaded bitch?
Eric Price: Oh David, you have no idea what I have in store for her. Believe me, she will rue having done this to me!
*Eric sits down behind his desk as he puts his hands on it and crosses them and simply looks at David with an evil smirk*
Eric Price: Trust me David, she will pay for what she did and mark my words, she will learn the meaning of the word respect!
*The scene fades to black*
Scene IV: The Puzzle Pieces All Fit – 5 PM – Eric Price’s Office in Pacific Palisades, CA
*Eric is shown sitting at his desk surfing the internet on his laptop as his cell phone rings. The sunset coming from behind as the curtains on his window are open.*
Eric Price (on the phone): Hello?
Voice (on the phone): Eric Price?
Eric Price (on the phone): Yeah?
Voice (on the phone): It seems you missed our meeting in Highland Park as you are now in Los Angeles.
Eric Price (on the phone): What of it?
Voice (on the phone): You don’t hold the cards here Mr. Price, I do. Though I suppose with your office and professional life in such disarray, it’s not a surprise.
Eric Price (on the phone): That a fact?
Voice (on the phone): You like the passport I left on your desk?
Eric Price (on the phone): I knew it was you, I knew it was you you stupid bitch! You thought you were real cute didn’t you Twilight? Here’s what you don’t know, we got the footage of you in my office doing this or did you not know there were cameras in here?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): I will publicly release the footage of what you did to that girl!
Eric Price (on the phone): No you won’t!
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Watch me!
Eric Price (on the phone): Hahaha, listen to me Ms. Twilight, you’re not going to release the footage because you’d be putting yourself in a bind. You see, the footage we’re going to release has your faces all blurred so people won’t be able to tell it’s you and we will not reveal it’s you however, you decided to play dirty against me. You decided to do me wrong!
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): You earned it for being a prick and an asshole!
Eric Price (on the phone): That’s amusing. You call me a prick and an asshole yet you’re the one committing underhanded criminal acts.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): This Sunday, the World Title is mine. Tick … tock … asshole!
Eric Price (on the phone): Tick … tock … indeed. You’ve been playing that game with me for far too long. And it’s my fault for letting you get away with it, I had promised myself I was not going to make this personal but now you’ve brought it on yourself so anything that happens from here on out is 100% your fault!
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Fuck you asshole!
Eric Price (on the phone): Funny, I’ve thought about doing that to you but it seems you don’t like men. But before I let you go, what was it that you said to me when you tried to ruin me, an eye for an eye. You said you were going to try and ruin my livelihood because the most important thing to you was the WCF World Title and that I don’t value it properly. That’s what you said, what I take away from that the most is an eye for an eye.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): The hell do you mean by that?
Eric Price (on the phone): You made this personal and brought this on yourself. By the way, how’s that cute sister of yours doing?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): You perverted, sick, mother…
*click*
*Eric hangs up his cell phone on her as he gives an evil grin*
Eric Price: Tick … tock … indeed!
*The scene fades to black*
Day III: Wednesday 3/27 - Now It’s Personal
Scene: It Begins – 9:30 PM – Gelson’s Premium Grocer in Los Angeles, CA
*Rachel Twilight is shown exiting Gelson’s and starts getting to her car as she notices there is a flat tire on it*
Rachel Twilight: Ah damn!
*The parking lot is dimly lit in this area as the lights appear to be out and as Rachel examines the flat tire, two men dress in black with ski masks on quickly grab her from behind quickly covering her mouth and her face. Muffled screaming can be heard but no one is near the area as she is quickly stuffed into a Mercedes S500, black with black tinted windows. They quickly stuff her into the back seat as one of the men goes to quickly sit in the front, the other stays in the back and the car quickly takes off down the road. Rachel is quickly tied up, both her hands and legs tied up as she is wearing a nice black crop top tee and blue jeans. The mask is quickly taken off as Eric Price is revealed to be sitting in the back seat next to her looking her over. He is wearing a black suit with a burgundy tie and shirt. He looks her over.*
Eric Price: Well well, hello Rachel.
Rachel Twilight: Who the hell? Eric Price, what the hell are you doing?
Eric Price: What am I doing? It’s very simple.
*Eric starts touching her exposed mid section in a perverted way as he grins and then he gets real close to her and smells her fragrance*
Eric Price: Oh my, what a great fragrance, you smell great and you look great!
*She spits right in Eric’s face*
Eric Price: A strong willed one this one.
*Eric takes another whiff of her and despite her fighting him off as best she can completely tied up, Eric forcibly kisses her right on the lips. As he moves away, she spits at him again*
Eric Price: Bitch! Cover her face up.
Rachel Twilight: You’ll never get away with this, you son of a …
*Muffled screams are heard at this point as duct tape is placed around her mouth and her face is once again completely covered. The shot then focuses once again on Eric Price*
Eric Price: What was it that you said Sarah, you value the WCF World Title above anything else and that you were simply taking an eye for an eye. I warned you about making this personal and you did just that. Let’s see how much you really value that title because Rachel and I are going for a little ride. Hahaha!!!
*The shot switches from Eric laughing maniacally as the Mercedes is shown driving off into the distance as the scene fades to black*
Along with the concern for his World Championship, Eric Price had a very full plate that was beginning to crumble minute by minute, second by second, ticking down until Explosion where it would all come to a head but at this time, he would be in for a rude awakening to the corporate situation, which will put him in more turmoil than he could have predicted.
Day II: Tuesday 3/26 – A Further Descent From Reality
Scene I: An Apparent Reality – Unknown Time – Detroit City Hall
*The scene begins showing Eric Price standing at the city hall of Detroit with what appears to be the mayor of the city and a large crowd in attendance. It is a rather sunny and clear day with people awaiting what looks to be a commendation ceremony as Eric is standing proudly smiling wearing a pressed black suit with a white shirt and navy blue tie with an ever present US lapel pin on his sport coat. The mayor, Dave Bing gets ready to speak…*
Dave Bing: Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to honor a man who puts his own welfare above others. A man who truly is exemplary of the American dream, a self made millionaire, a man who puts heroism at the top of his priorities however and never forgets the humility that took him to the top. He is a man above reproach, a man who knows what it takes to get the job done and easily defines the word success. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome this man who is a hero for saving a little girl and doing the right thing by not taking advantage of her but instead getting her the help she needs despite being tired from working so hard in his job as a professional wrestler where he is the top star as his promotion’s World Champion, an investment magnate, a media mogul, please give a deserving hero’s welcome to the one, the only Mr. Eric Price!
*The crowd applauds with some cheering Eric Price on for his heroism as Eric walks up to the podium, shakes hands with the mayor as he is handed a medal for his heroism and bravery looking out to the crowd with a huge smile on his face as the medal is placed around his neck. The medal looks to be bathed in 24K gold as Eric takes the microphone to speak*
Eric Price: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for bestowing this honor upon me. I …
*Eric pretends to wipe tears off his eyes as if this is a huge and deserved honor with tears of joy to add flair to the speech*
Eric Price: I’m sorry; I just get so emotional about this. Please bear with me as I … I simply did what any good human being would do, what any honest person would do and I helped a soul in need. That’s all I did; I don’t often like to throw the words hero and heroism so carelessly but if I had to think of myself as a hero, I would say it is an accurate description because it takes a special individual to do what I did. Most people would have taken advantage of the situation and of the poor girl but I did not see it that way, the girl was just a helpless victim and poor Shirley’s parents were worried sick about her.
Eric Price: It goes without saying that she is in the best of care now and she will make a speedy recovery but it has been said that without my intervention, she could have easily died so all I can say is that I’m thankful that I was in the right place at the right time.
*All of a sudden, a loud female voice is heard all around the city hall but its source cannot be seen*
Female Voice: Liar!
Eric Price: Ahem, as I was saying…
Female Voice: You’re a lying charlatan who abuses children!
*The crowd gasps and starts buzzing with some muttering if it’s true or not*
Eric Price: What’s going on? Who’s trying to address me? Show yourself! SHOW YOURSELF! I saved that poor girl…
Female Voice: From what, what did you save her from Eric Price?
*Eric starts frantically looking around for the source of the voice and starts going through the crowd*
Eric Price: Where are you? Where is that coming from?
*Eric’s eyes look completely crazed as he frantically shakes his head every which way to try and isolate the source of this mysterious voice as the crowd is wondering what this is all about*
Female Voice: The girl was fine, she simply doubted that you could beat me and you couldn’t handle that bit of truth.
*The voice slowly morphs from a deep female voice to that of Sarah Twilight. Eric immediately recognizes the voice and starts frantically looking for the mistress of mischief herself*
Eric Price: Where are you? Where are you you stupid bitch? I know you’re here. SHOW YOURSELF! For God’s sake, show me the respect I deserve as a hero and show yourself!
Sarah Twilight: Hero? You think of yourself as a hero? Would a hero berate his fans and have them kicked out when they oppose his viewpoint?
*The crowd gasps*
Sarah Twilight: Would a hero have a stripper killed simply to protect his alleged reputation?
Eric Price: She deserved it!
*The crowd gasps and many start saying “Oh my God” amongst each other, both shocked and appalled at such a heinous admission of guilt*
Sarah Twilight: Would a hero attack Santa Claus only to have him killed later on?
Eric Price: That son of a bitch signed his own death warrant when he disrespected me!
Sarah Twilight: Would a hero knock out cold a 16 year old girl…
Eric Price: Shut up!
Sarah Twilight: …only because she insinuated that he would lose his World Title…
Eric Price: No, stop it! STOP IT!
Sarah Twilight: …and then try to cover it up by forcing her…
Eric Price: STOP IT I SAID! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!
Sarah Twilight: …forcing her to drink a whole bottle of Vodka, risking her life in the process…
Eric Price: That’s not true! NOT TRUE! NOT TRUE!
Sarah Twilight: …and then try to pass her off as a troubled teen who is addicted to alcohol? Tell me, would a hero do that?
*Eric looks positively infuriated and crazed at this point as the crowd steps away from Eric Price leaving him in the center isolated as they accusingly stare at him with disgust and repulsion clear in their eyes.*
Eric Price: What are you all looking at? Get off your high horses, I’m rich, I’m powerful, I’m better than you!
*And then out of nowhere Sarah Twilight appears right before him out of the crowd and in his face*
Sarah Twilight: And therein lies the problem, your arrogance, your insatiable ego, your constant hypocrisy. You are no part of a man!
Eric Price: I deserve respect!
Sarah Twilight: Respect? How could I or anyone respect a sniveling, lying coward like you who can’t do anything for himself? You are a loser!
Eric Price: No, no I’m not. I’m the WCF World Champion, I’m rich, I have power, I can do whatever I want. These people are nothing but pawns to me and I can make them dance as I see fit!
Sarah Twilight: Is that a fact?
*Sarah snaps her fingers and all of a sudden the crowd disappears, the city hall disappears and a ring appears underneath and around Eric Price who looks around shocked at what he sees. One central light illuminates the ring, as all around is nothing but darkness outside the ring. Eric continues to frantically look around as Sarah stands opposite of him, Eric’s WCF World Title appears around his shoulders as he clenches it tightly for fear of losing it.*
Sarah Twilight: It’s time!
*Eric is completely drenched in sweat and looks like he’s about ready to cry at this point in concern over what is transpiring*
Eric Price: Time? TIME?!!
Sarah Twilight: Tick, tock…
Eric Price: Tick, tock … TICK … TOCK … why, why are you doing this to me? I … I don’t deserve this! I’m an honest man, I’m a good person.
Sarah Twilight: Ding, ding!
*A bell rings as well to signify a match starting as Eric does not know what to do and Sarah quickly clotheslines him down to the ground. She then covers him, Eric tries to get his shoulders up but is unable to move as the count begins.*
Sarah Twilight: ONE!
Eric Price: No please, I’m begging you, don’t do this to me! Let me go, please!
Sarah Twilight: TWO!
Eric Price: PLEASE! PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU, I’M THE WCF WORLD CHAMPION, THIS COMPANY NEEDS ME, THE PEOPLE NEED ME! PLEASE, YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!
Sarah Twilight: It’s over Eric, say goodbye!
*Tears visibly start streaming from Eric’s eyes as he is in a complete state of panic at this moment realizing that he is about to lose to Sarah Twilight and his championship will be taken away from him. Many many thoughts rush through his head although in his own mind, he believes he does not deserve this and it is completely unfair for this to be happening to him.*
Eric Price: NO! NO! NO! NO! DON’T DO THIS, YOU DON’T DESERVE IT! THIS IS MY TITLE, MINE MINE MINE!!! NO ONE CAN TAKE IT FROM ME, IT’S ALL MINE!
Sarah Twilight: Three!
*A bell rings again as Sarah Twilight gets up and stares down at Eric Price who is completely helpless and unable to move. She grabs his World Title belt from him as he tried to clench it as long as he could but is unable to move to capture it back. She then stands over him looking down on him as he is shown completely distraught, crying over the loss.*
Sarah Twilight: How fitting, it’s like I told you. Your time is up and I am the new and first female WCF World Heavyweight Champion!
Eric Price: NO, this is not right! THAT’S MY TITLE, THAT’S MY TITLE DAMN IT! NO, YOU CAN’T DO THIS!
Sarah Twilight: And off to obscurity with you Eric Price!
Eric Price: No, no please! Give me back my title! IT’S MINE! IT’S MINE!
*The scene then switches back to Eric’s hotel room where he is shown in his bed, the clock on his bed side reads that it is 5:30 AM as he is shown tossing and turning in his bed, clearly having the nightmare described as he is heard muttering “it’s mine, it’s mine” and his phone rings. Eric quickly wakes up in a cold sweat, looking around frantically and notices his World Title is on his table as he turns on the light and he looks completely terrified as if he had a vision for a grim future to come, he picks up the phone…*
Eric Price (on phone): Hello?
*Eric is still catching his breath as the nightmare had taken its toll on his mind*
Davey Ortega (on the phone): Hey Eric, have you seen the news?
Eric Price (on phone): What are you talking about? I’m still the champion!
Davey Ortega (on the phone): Yes you are but that’s not what I’m talking about. Turn to CNBC.
Eric Price (on phone): What? Why?
*Eric Price tunes to CNBC as he notices a major media story filmed by E! TV regarding him*
Reports indicate that Eric Price, a major executive for the a Hollywood based investment firm has been fired effective yesterday as he appeared to be involved in money laundering and embezzlement. The company denies any official involvement or ties with Price and his misdeeds but they are quoted as saying “This is a respectable company and any behavior like this will not be tolerated.” Mr. Levinson, president of the company was not available for immediate comment on this story pending an official investigation.
If Price is found to be guilty of such allegations, he could face many sanctions, complete financial ruin, and jail time. Guess you never know who you’re dealing with.
*Eric’s jaw drops as he immediately turns off the TV and is in complete shock and does not understand how this happened. A rage can clearly be seen in his eyes.*
Davey Ortega (on the phone): Hello? Hello?
Eric Price (on the phone): The hell, what the hell happened?
Davey Ortega (on the phone): I don’t know but you have to stay focused.
Eric Price (on the phone): They fired me from what I consider my own company, damn it! Damn it! I’m going to take care of this now!
*Eric quickly hangs up the phone and rushes off to get ready to fly out to Los Angeles from Chicago as the scene fades to black*
Scene II: The Irish Job – 8 AM – Eric Price’s Office, Levinson Investments Corporate HQ in Pacific Palisades, CA
*Eric Price had often been shown in his Hollywood office but never in the Pacific Palisades office he called home as it was far closer to his home as opposed to his Hollywood office where he conducted business but as he was moving up to partner, he was going to be moved to this more luxurious office. Eric knows something off and although he had spoken to his lawyer the day prior, he had not spoken to his official legal counsel, only phoning him briefly that he planned to be there that afternoon but may be delayed until Tuesday but he would call him if that ended up being the case.
Nevertheless, Eric Price shows up right in front of Levinson Investments, still in a limousine as he still cannot believe what he heard on CNBC. He shows up in front of his office building, letting himself out of the limo, an unusual thing for Eric to do as he always waits for his driver to do it as he looks at the building suspiciously. He is wearing a black suit with a black tie and black shirt, a US lapel pin ever so prominent as he simply takes one deep breath, inhaling and exhaling out of nervousness as he walks in and decides to play it Bogart.*
Eric Price: Okay, here we go.
*Eric walks in and strolls through the main lobby careful to avoid drawing any attention to himself as he simply flies by the receptionist who misses him. He makes his way to the elevator quickly and goes up to the 27th floor. As he goes up in the elevator, a million thoughts once again race through his mind thinking how any of what he heard on CNBC, the corruption, the fraud, how that could have come to pass as he had no such material and had not conjured up such a scheme. The elevator arrives at its destination, every passing second feeling like an eternity to Eric who steps out to see what awaits him.*
Eric Price: Let’s see here, there’s Jessica at least.
*Eric notices his secretary in the distance there sitting at her desk already. He quickly approaches her and does something he rarely does and looks at her in the eyes to ask her about the office.*
Eric Price: Jessica…
Jessica: Yes sir E … I mean Mr. Price?
Eric Price: You notice anything strange yesterday around here?
Jessica: Hmm…yesterday…
*Eric looks at her and thinks to himself “Oh God, why did I hire this bimbo when I could have hired the smart assistant instead … damn women”*
Jessica: No … not really.
Eric Price: Hmm…fine!
*Eric looks mad at that response as he decides to walk into his office as her response was a typical ditzy response that he was used to getting from her. He walks in and immediately knocks out the stool Sarah Twilight had setup as his legal counsel David Monati is hanging and quickly latches onto Eric as if riding on his shoulders as Eric is at a stand still wondering what the hell just happened*
Eric Price: What the, what the hell … David?
David Monati: (Muffled hmph)
Eric Price: I can’t understand you, what the hell?
*David still has his mouth taped up as Eric quickly calls his secretary into his office*
Eric Price: Jessica, come in here for a minute.
*Jessica comes in and notices David on Eric’s shoulders as she can’t help but a laugh a bit*
Jessica: Yes sir?
Eric Price: What the hell is this?
Jessica: Well it seems Mr. Monati is had his tie around his neck and you’re holding him up Mr. Price.
Eric Price: Tie around his neck, like a noose?
*Jessica scratches her head*
Jessica: What’s a noose?
*Eric with a look of disbelief on his face*
Eric Price: Noose, it looks like a circle and people hang themselves with it.
Jessica: Hang themselves? Like for fun?
*Eric’s eyes open wide as he thinks to himself how someone can be so stupid. He then grins a fake smile so as to placate her*
Eric Price: Yes, for fun. In fact, why don’t you take my place under him, I’m sure he’d enjoy that game.
*Eric grabs David’s legs as she gets under David and he is now on her shoulders as Eric looks up at David and looks at the supposed noose and sees how it’s setup. He notices it leads to his bookshelf and finds the books making it support itself. He quickly removes the books so the noose is no longer supported by anything. He then walks back and looks up at David*
Eric Price: David, come down from there, you’re fine now. The noose isn’t supported.
*Eric finds David can’t let himself down and is pissed at this but needs an explanation of what happened so he steps behind Jessica and grabs David and pulls him down, untying him and quickly removing the tape from his mouth as he screams in pain of that*
Eric Price: Jessica, get out. David and I have some business to talk about.
Jessica: Yes sir Mr. Price.
*Eric quickly locks the door after Jessica leaves and David goes to have a seat at one of the chairs in front of Eric’s desk as Eric starts surveying his office and looks at the documents on his desk carefully studying the falsified passport, the books on laundering and questions what happened*
Eric Price: What? What’s that smell? Why are your pants stained? How long have you been up there?
David Monati: Well … I had to … go!
Eric Price: Ah damn it well, what the hell happened here? What is all this stuff on my desk, what are these books, why did I hear on CNBC that I was fired from this company when I was about to make partner?! PARTNER DAVID?!!!
David Monati: That bitch … the redhead …
*Eric gets a look of shock in his eyes*
Eric Price: Redhead? What redhead? What was her name?
David Monati: She came in and redid your office, she was trying to sabotage you and apparently she succeeded. She guessed your password, hacked your computer, invested in Nigerian stock …
Eric Price: Nigerian? Nigerian bullshit? What’s next, you’re going to tell me I won the British Lottery?
David Monati: Well …
Eric Price: Good sweet God, but you mentioned a redhead.
David Monati: Yeah, there were these two guys with her, one guy said he was getting retribution for what you did to him.
Eric Price: Guy, what guy?
David Monati: They put these passports, all these books, they were loading from boxes they brought with them. They had tied me up and put me in the back of my Mercedes and took my Mercedes, damn it!
*Eric is getting more frustrated by the second because he thinks he knows who David is referring to but needs to have it confirmed*
Eric Price: David, focus! Names, I need names! Do you remember their names?
David Monati: Yeah, I think one of them was named Zach.
Eric Price: Zach?
David Monati: The redhead though, she seemed to be the leader of the pack, I’m trying to remember her name but she said you cost her the TV Title at Timebomb or something like that…
*Eric’s face goes completely pale as he realizes who David is referring to and he swallows a dry gulp*
Eric Price: Sarah?
David Monati: Yeah, that’s her name. She said she was trying to get back at you, ruin your livelihood, an eye for an eye for what you’ve done to her and to her fans.
Eric Price: That conniving bitch! Who the hell does she think she is? How did Levinson find out?
David Monati: He was coming here to promote you as partner but when he saw this, he tried to stop the filming that you saw on TV and immediately fired you and denounced you for this behavior. She posed as your secretary.
Eric Price: But how? Did Jessica allow her to do that?
David Monati: Well, they coerced me into it as they had me tied up and against my will kind of got me to nudge her to leave.
Eric Price: Shit, that bitch has ruined everything. Have you tried to talk to Levinson? Has anyone talked to him?
David Monati: About this, no, not at all. I’ve been tied up as you know, unless you have?
Eric Price: No, I need to call him and resolve this because this is nonsense.
*Eric looks at up the ceiling of his office and notices cameras in there*
Eric Price: Cameras? When did these get put in?
David Monati: About a week or two ago, they said it was due to security concerns in the office.
Eric Price: The footage, we can get the footage!
*David realizes what Eric is saying and that they can prove that this is all a setup against him*
David Monati: Let me call security right away to pull up footage from yesterday.
Eric Price: Hey, can you go down and get the footage so we can watch it later?
David Monati: Definitely.
Eric Price: Hurry so we can watch it and if it proves what I think it will, then I will immediately call Mr. Levinson.
David Monati: Excellent, let me get cleaned up and I’ll be back in a bit.
*David leaves the office as Eric locks the door as he leaves and goes to sit back in his large leather chair and turns around facing away from the door*
Eric Price: You thought you were real smart didn’t you Sarah Twilight? So what is this, vengeance for your failed comrades or vengeance for yourself … perhaps both? I just don’t know because it seems that you take up a lot of causes as if you’re some kind of heroine in all of this when in reality you’re nothing but a criminal. You tried to ruin my career and admittedly you were almost successful but you just don’t cover all your bases do you. Is that how pathetic you are? That you have to resort to mind games to try and make me lose my World Title. You referred to it as such a forgone conclusion that I should have figured out sooner that you were up to something but you … you just don’t know when to quit. I was simply going to let you off easy this week, that’s what I was going to do. I was going to be honorable and wait until Sunday to show you that what I’ve been saying about you all these months is very true, that you simply cannot win a match without some underhanded tactic involved.
*Eric turns back around in the chair to face the door again and he has a look on his face of anger while at the same time, the way his eye twitches, it is clear he is rather unbalanced and losing his grip on both sanity and reality all at once*
Eric Price: You see, the girl I hit, the beating FPV took, the beating Steeltoe Joe took, the beating that Zach Davis took, those were not my fault. My hands were not involved in that, I absolve myself of said acts and place the blame solely on you. You drove me to do those heinous things, I did not want to do it but you made me do it! The blood, the tears, they are all on you; you have to live with these acts on your conscience because they were not instigated by me, they were all caused by you. You just had to whine and bitch to get your shot at the World Title and I guess Jonny Fly is trying to fill some EOC quota and get both the ACLU and Affirmative Action lawyers off his back so he decided to give you the shot whenever you wanted it.
*Eric starts screaming, his eyes wide open*
Eric Price: THAT’S WHY YOU GOT THE SHOT SARAH! YOU WANT THE TRUTH, YOU WANT THE TRUTH, YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH SARAH! The reason you got your World Title shot is because of Affirmative Action and the ACLU, it’s not because you deserved it or earned it. Jonny leveled with me and I knew I had to go with it despite it being a miscarriage of justice to simply avoid legal repercussions. How does it feel to know that the only reason you have a World Title shot at all is not because you actually earned or deserve it because really, you don’t but because of some legal bullshit that the feminists and “equal rights” advocates support? You’ve been bragging for weeks and months now how you’re so much better than me, how you’re the superior athlete, how you’ll so easily dispatch of me this Sunday at Explosion. But I started really thinking about what you’ve been saying and I did not want to push this as far as it has gone but you’ve forced me to act, this Sunday I will end you.
*Eric leans over as if to pontificate what he just said*
Eric Price: Let me say that one more time, this Sunday, I will end you. I will not just beat you, I will not just retain the WCF World Championship, my title by the way, I will end you right then and there because I am sick and tired of having to deal with you and your constant harassment against me. What was it that you said? How dare I have a career outside of wrestling? Let me bring you up to date on something because it seems you and most people have forgotten, professional wrestling was always my dream. However, I decided to dedicate myself to a side career in investments and have a fall back in case wrestling did not work out. I was able to carve myself out a great fortune in the investment and finance world because of some smart choices I made early on in my career; is it my fault that I’m rich? You fault me for being successful both inside and outside of wrestling. Now admittedly, I don’t have 50 professions like Jonny Fly, I do finance outside of wrestling and also have my hand in TV production although that has been delayed due to your cohorts, the duo formerly known as Prophecy now part of Genesis destroying my production studio.
Eric Price: But I suppose that’s acceptable because anything against me, against a successful individual like yours truly is fair game but how dare I try and question what you do! How dare I call you out on your bullshit! How dare I simply try to be a fair and honest person! That’s the problem with people like you, you can’t stand being called out on your bullshit, you can’t stand the truth. Yes, you and the loser fans may not like what I say and you may not agree with what I say but you can’t deny the fact that I’ve so far done everything I’ve said I was going to do. I said I would beat Jeff Purse for the TV Title and I did that! I said I was going to beat Jeff Purse for the World Title at One and I did just that! I said I would beat Steeltoe Joe at Timebomb and walk out the WCF World Champion and I did just that! I said I would beat FPV and retain my World Title last Sunday and I also … did … just … that! And this Sunday will be no different, I’ve said often before that those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it and it seems you’re falling right into that trap. You see, I learned from history and know that you will try to pull any underhanded stunt to beat me and win the World Title because you are a dishonest piece of trash! Yet you were the one to put the stipulation that if there was any interference on my behalf that I would be disqualified, as if I would resort to such tactics? That’s nonsense.
Eric Price: But that’s fine, go ahead and once again stack the odds against me just like they’ve always been stacked against me. Everyone was against me winning the TV Title, everyone was against me at One, at Timebomb, last week and now this Sunday but I will overcome the odds as I always have because I am simply better than you! Understand those words very clearly Sarah, I am better than you!
*Eric gives an evil grin as the scene fades to black*
Scene III: The Tape Does Not Lie – 12 Noon – Eric Price’s Office in Pacific Palisades, CA
*Eric has obtained the footage from security thanks to David Monati who procured security footage showing what actually happened at his office prior to Mr. Levinson’s arrival. Eric knows that Levinson is already in the building and is about to place a phone call to him from his desk. All the offending material has already been disposed of and removed. David is now changed and cleaned up wearing a different suit than before.*
Eric Price (on the phone): Hello, Mr. Levinson?
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Price? What the hell are you doing here? You’re supposed to be fired, let me get security to get you…
Eric Price (on the phone): Mr. Levinson please, please just hear me out, just listen to me.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Why should I listen? You’re ruined my company!
Eric Price (on the phone): No I haven’t and I can prove it! As far as the bad investments, I’ve corrected those as best I can and will replace any losses out of my own money.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Well…
Eric Price (on the phone): Remember, you doubted me at first when I started but I took this company to record profitability, just give me this one chance to prove what I say is true and that I had nothing to do with the material you found in my office.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): Hmm … fine! Shall we meet in your office?
Eric Price (on the phone): Yes, I’m already here. David is also here with me.
Mr. Levinson (on the phone): I’m coming down.
*Eric and David wait for Levinson to make his way down to Eric’s office as both men have the footage ready to play. Mr. Levinson quickly walks in and looks at Price coldly in the eyes as Price is ready to show him the footage but wants to talk to him first, brown nosing as he usually does*
Eric Price: Mr. Levinson, welcome!
Mr. Levinson: Spare me the chit-chat and show me the tape. If what you say is true, then we need to publish it immediately. Let’s watch the footage.
*Eric immediately starts playing the footage on a large monitor in his office showing clearly that three people, Sarah Twilight, Zach Davis, and Hank Brown are perpetrating the setup to make it seem like Eric is laundering money and finances of the company*
Eric Price: Take a look, those are the three who did this to me!
Mr. Levinson: Hmm…so they made you look bad, but why? Were they trying to get at me?
Eric Price: No, they were trying to ruin my reputation and bring you down in the process. Heinous actions. I saw the coverage on CNBC as well as other news media and if we publish our side of the story proving that all this was a setup, we can restore credibility in our company.
Mr. Levinson: But how did they get by security though?
David Monati: I can field that. Mr. Levinson, they caught me by surprise and tied me up and blindfolded me from behind and took me as a hostage, actually left me hanging in this office in a noose.
Mr. Levinson: My God, these are some sick ruffians!
Eric Price: To say the least. But please Mr. Levinson, give me another chance because as you can clearly see and we can now clearly prove, this was all a setup to make both myself and the company look bad and was an outside job.
*Mr. Levinson thinks about what Eric says for a moment and extends his hand to shake it. Eric reciprocates and shakes his hand*
Mr. Levinson: Consider yourself immediately reinstated Mr. Price! Welcome back to the team … partner!
Eric Price: Partner, I’m still getting the promotion?!
Mr. Levinson: Well, let me think on it but first, let’s get this footage published, we’ll blur out the faces so as to perform our own proper investigation on who did this.
Eric Price: Oh I know who did it already.
Mr. Levinson: Really? Who was it?
Eric Price: Well, it was some business rivals of mine whom I had crushed from another project I’m working on. Professional jealousy seems to have gotten the best of them and they tried to ruin me because of it! It’s lucky we got those security cameras installed.
Mr. Levinson: Well, let’s bring them to justice.
Eric Price: Fear not Mr. Levinson, I will be dealing with the perpetrators myself. Trust me, when I’m done with them, they will never dare to tamper with either me or this company ever again!
Mr. Levinson: But isn’t it better for the proper…
Eric Price: Mr. Levinson, remember a few months ago I took care of our little problem successfully. Trust me, I can handle this.
*Mr. Levinson thinks on it for a moment as he starts walking out of Eric’s office and looks back at him*
Mr. Levinson: Fair enough. I trust you’ll handle this discreetly.
Eric Price: Certainly, thank you for the vote of confidence sir.
Mr. Levinson: Excellent, resume your work Mr. Price, Mr. Monati.
*Eric shows Mr. Levinson out of his office as both David and Eric look at each other and sure of their continued success now*
David Monati: What are you going to do to that redheaded bitch?
Eric Price: Oh David, you have no idea what I have in store for her. Believe me, she will rue having done this to me!
*Eric sits down behind his desk as he puts his hands on it and crosses them and simply looks at David with an evil smirk*
Eric Price: Trust me David, she will pay for what she did and mark my words, she will learn the meaning of the word respect!
*The scene fades to black*
Scene IV: The Puzzle Pieces All Fit – 5 PM – Eric Price’s Office in Pacific Palisades, CA
*Eric is shown sitting at his desk surfing the internet on his laptop as his cell phone rings. The sunset coming from behind as the curtains on his window are open.*
Eric Price (on the phone): Hello?
Voice (on the phone): Eric Price?
Eric Price (on the phone): Yeah?
Voice (on the phone): It seems you missed our meeting in Highland Park as you are now in Los Angeles.
Eric Price (on the phone): What of it?
Voice (on the phone): You don’t hold the cards here Mr. Price, I do. Though I suppose with your office and professional life in such disarray, it’s not a surprise.
Eric Price (on the phone): That a fact?
Voice (on the phone): You like the passport I left on your desk?
Eric Price (on the phone): I knew it was you, I knew it was you you stupid bitch! You thought you were real cute didn’t you Twilight? Here’s what you don’t know, we got the footage of you in my office doing this or did you not know there were cameras in here?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): I will publicly release the footage of what you did to that girl!
Eric Price (on the phone): No you won’t!
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Watch me!
Eric Price (on the phone): Hahaha, listen to me Ms. Twilight, you’re not going to release the footage because you’d be putting yourself in a bind. You see, the footage we’re going to release has your faces all blurred so people won’t be able to tell it’s you and we will not reveal it’s you however, you decided to play dirty against me. You decided to do me wrong!
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): You earned it for being a prick and an asshole!
Eric Price (on the phone): That’s amusing. You call me a prick and an asshole yet you’re the one committing underhanded criminal acts.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): This Sunday, the World Title is mine. Tick … tock … asshole!
Eric Price (on the phone): Tick … tock … indeed. You’ve been playing that game with me for far too long. And it’s my fault for letting you get away with it, I had promised myself I was not going to make this personal but now you’ve brought it on yourself so anything that happens from here on out is 100% your fault!
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): Fuck you asshole!
Eric Price (on the phone): Funny, I’ve thought about doing that to you but it seems you don’t like men. But before I let you go, what was it that you said to me when you tried to ruin me, an eye for an eye. You said you were going to try and ruin my livelihood because the most important thing to you was the WCF World Title and that I don’t value it properly. That’s what you said, what I take away from that the most is an eye for an eye.
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): The hell do you mean by that?
Eric Price (on the phone): You made this personal and brought this on yourself. By the way, how’s that cute sister of yours doing?
Sarah Twilight (on the phone): You perverted, sick, mother…
*click*
*Eric hangs up his cell phone on her as he gives an evil grin*
Eric Price: Tick … tock … indeed!
*The scene fades to black*
Day III: Wednesday 3/27 - Now It’s Personal
Scene: It Begins – 9:30 PM – Gelson’s Premium Grocer in Los Angeles, CA
*Rachel Twilight is shown exiting Gelson’s and starts getting to her car as she notices there is a flat tire on it*
Rachel Twilight: Ah damn!
*The parking lot is dimly lit in this area as the lights appear to be out and as Rachel examines the flat tire, two men dress in black with ski masks on quickly grab her from behind quickly covering her mouth and her face. Muffled screaming can be heard but no one is near the area as she is quickly stuffed into a Mercedes S500, black with black tinted windows. They quickly stuff her into the back seat as one of the men goes to quickly sit in the front, the other stays in the back and the car quickly takes off down the road. Rachel is quickly tied up, both her hands and legs tied up as she is wearing a nice black crop top tee and blue jeans. The mask is quickly taken off as Eric Price is revealed to be sitting in the back seat next to her looking her over. He is wearing a black suit with a burgundy tie and shirt. He looks her over.*
Eric Price: Well well, hello Rachel.
Rachel Twilight: Who the hell? Eric Price, what the hell are you doing?
Eric Price: What am I doing? It’s very simple.
*Eric starts touching her exposed mid section in a perverted way as he grins and then he gets real close to her and smells her fragrance*
Eric Price: Oh my, what a great fragrance, you smell great and you look great!
*She spits right in Eric’s face*
Eric Price: A strong willed one this one.
*Eric takes another whiff of her and despite her fighting him off as best she can completely tied up, Eric forcibly kisses her right on the lips. As he moves away, she spits at him again*
Eric Price: Bitch! Cover her face up.
Rachel Twilight: You’ll never get away with this, you son of a …
*Muffled screams are heard at this point as duct tape is placed around her mouth and her face is once again completely covered. The shot then focuses once again on Eric Price*
Eric Price: What was it that you said Sarah, you value the WCF World Title above anything else and that you were simply taking an eye for an eye. I warned you about making this personal and you did just that. Let’s see how much you really value that title because Rachel and I are going for a little ride. Hahaha!!!
*The shot switches from Eric laughing maniacally as the Mercedes is shown driving off into the distance as the scene fades to black*
