Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2014 16:55:43 GMT -5
February 1st, 2014
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Price Tower
Late Evening
Cameraman Bob: "You actually had that put on a shirt?"
We hear the voice of Cameraman Bob as the scene slowly fades in on the 35th floor of Price Tower, also known as The Jayson Price Moonbounce and Hot Girl Pillow Fight Chamber. As Price sits in an arm chair with a drink in his hand, thinking hard about the current economic situation facing America and other important world issues, he stares ahead at several women dressed in lingerie jumping about on a moon bounce and playfully hitting each other with pillows. Price slyly turns his head to the side and winks at the viewers, no doubt pissing off the many men watching. He then turns his attention to Cameraman Bob, who oddly enough seems more interested in the attire Price is wearing. The cameraman moves around to the front of Price to get a look at his t-shirt and shows us that it reads "Support The Fuck Movement Or Go Fuck Yourself".
Jayson Price: "Did you think I wouldn't?"
Cameraman Bob: "I thought it was a joke! What the hell is this "fuck movement" anyway?"
Jayson Price: "Well, people keep expecting me to give a fuck about what's going on, so I figured "Why give one fuck when I can give a whole bunch of them?"
Cameraman Bob: "...I don't understand."
Jayson Price: "Of course you don't Bob. Now here, put on this shirt and shut up."
Price reaches down beside his chair, picks up a pink t-shirt with the same message written across the front and tosses it in Bob's face.
Cameraman Bob: "Seriously? Pink?"
Jayson Price: "I ran out of men's shirt. But no worries, with your anorexic teen girl body that shirt should fit you just fine."
Cameraman Bob: "Hey! I've been working out, thank you very much."
Jayson Price: "Jerking off in the shower isn't working out."
Cameraman Bob: "Fuck you."
Jayson Price: "Hey! There you go Bob, you're finally starting to get it."
Cameraman Bob: "Get what?"
Jayson Price: "God damn you're a moron."
Price takes a long sip of his drink as he continues to stare ahead at the girls as they take a break from jumping and wave over to Price. Price waves back and then slaps Bob, who was gawking at the girls like a thirteen year old boy peeping in a locker room shower.
Jayson Price: "Seriously Bob? Do we have to have this talk everytime you come over?"
Cameraman Bob: "I can't help it! Look at them!"
Jayson Price: "All right, that's it, let's go."
Price puts down the footrest of the chair and stands up as Bob stares at the girls longingly. Price smacks him upside the back of his head and then heads for the elevator with Bob following behind, head turned to watch the girls as they resume jumping.
Cameraman Bob: "So you never answered my question. Do they really keep jumping when you leave or do they go somewhere else?"
Jayson Price: "I don't ask questions Bob. I just know when I come down here, they're already there jumping."
Cameraman Bob: "...are they ghosts?"
Price stops, turns around and smacks Bob across the side of the head.
Jayson Price: "Really? Ghosts?"
Price shakes his head and then turns as he presses the button for the elevator.
Cameraman Bob: "Well what other explanation is there?"
Jayson Price: "I don't know, ask the tower."
The elevator arrives with a ding and both men step inside. Price hits the button for the top floor as Bob stares up at the blue light in the ceiling.
Cameraman Bob: "Uh...hello?"
There's no response from the tower so Bob waves his arms in the air trying to get it's attention.
Jayson Price: "It's not a person, dumbass."
Price reaches out and presses the blue button on the elevator controls. The little blue light in the ceiling pops on.
Tower Voice: "Yes?"
Cameraman Bob: "The girls on the 35th Floor...are they ghosts?"
Tower Voice: "Yes."
Cameraman Bob: "Seriously?!"
Tower Voice: "Of course not. Are you an idiot?"
Jayson Price: "Well would you look at that. Even a computer can realize you're an idiot."
Cameraman Bob: "Well then what are they?!"
Tower Voice: "Strippers. And hookers. Mostly anyone willing to jump around and have a pillow fight for Mr. Price's amusement."
Cameraman Bob: "Well couldn't you have just told me that from the beginning?"
Jayson Price: "Probably. But as naive as you are it's more fun to fuck with you."
The elevator arrives at the top floor with a ding and the doors slide open.
Jayson Price: "Careful! There might be more ghosts up here."
Price steps out of the elevator and heads for the living room, taking a sip from his drink as he walks. He takes a seat on the couch as Bob follows him into the living room.
Cameraman Bob: "When the fuck did you have that thing brought up here?!"
Bob points to the giant aquarium tank sitting against the far wall that houses a tiger shark. Bob remembers full well what happened the last time he saw that shark in Price's tower and takes a few steps backward.
Jayson Price: "Last week. I got bored with the way the place was set up so I had some guys put in a tank up here and then bring up Tony."
Cameraman Bob: "Tony?"
Jayson Price: "Yeah, Tony. You got a problem with that?"
Bob shakes his head no as he cautiously takes a few steps toward the tank. The shark does nothing but stare ahead at Bob, not moving whatsoever.
Cameraman Bob: "Why isn't it moving?"
Jayson Price: "I dunno. It usually just stays in one spot unless the guys come by with some food for it."
Bob steps up to the glass and waves his arms in the air but the shark does nothing.
Cameraman Bob: "Are you sure this thing is even-"
The shark suddenly rushes forward into the glass, sending Bob stumbling backward and onto his ass as Price busts out in laughter.
Jayson Price: "Seriously? Again?"
Cameraman Bob: "Fuck you! That thing looked like it was dead the way it was just laying on the floor."
Jayson Price: "It's a shark in a tank, Bob. What were you expecting? For him to be swimming in circles and doing tricks?"
Bob flips off the shark, who it turn settles back to the floor of the tank and resumes doing nothing. Bob shakes his head and gets back up to his feet and brushes himself off before taking a seat.
Cameraman Bob: "You know one of these days I'm going to get sick of your shit and leave."
Jayson Price: "You've been saying that for years Bob. Yet you always end up right back here on my couch, bitching about your wife and kids and telling me how much you want to live here."
Cameraman Bob: "Speaking of which..."
Jayson Price: "No. Nope. Never going to happen Bob."
Cameraman Bob: "Oh come on! You've got five fucking floors specifically set up for people to live in. Fly and Black already have their spots, what about the other three? I mean, it's not like Phantasm or Reb are coming back to live in your tower. Let me have one of their floors."
Jayson Price: "Nope."
Cameraman Bob: "Well why the hell not?"
Jayson Price: "Because you're a creepy little man who I just know will end up drunk and jerking off all over my tower."
Cameraman Bob: "You just did that last weekend!"
Jayson Price: "It's my fucking tower! It's in the goddamn name for christ's sake!"
Bob settles back into his seat with a huff and crosses his arms. Price shakes his head and takes a final sip of his drink before setting down the empty glass.
Jayson Price: "So what the fuck did you come over here for anyway?"
Cameraman Bob: "Oh, uh, you know the usual bullshit."
Jayson Price: "Really? Again? Aren't we ever going to do something different besides you acting the part of Hank Brown and me talking into a camera?"
Cameraman Bob: "Well what do you have in mind?"
Jayson Price: "Oh! What about we get some footage of us doing shit in the tower and then you go back and edit in a voiceover of our conversation?"
Cameraman Bob: "Can we go back down to the moon bounce floor?"
Jayson Price: "Can you promise me you'll be able to keep your dick in your pants?"
Cameraman Bob: "...no."
Jayson Price: "Well at least your honest. Let's go!"
Price pushes himself up out of his chair and heads for the elevator with a slightly more happy Bob right behind him. The scene fades out to black as Price and Bob step into the elevator and the doors slide shut.
- - - - - - - - - -
The scene fades back in a montage of Bob and Price enjoying the tower begins, starting with them in the strip club making it rain on some strippers. As the footage rolls, their conversation from earlier begins to play.
Cameraman Bob: "So Corey was able to talk you into joining he, Orbit and Fly to bring back Pantheon?
Jayson Price: "Yeah it's...happening."
Cameraman Bob: "You don't sound as happy about that as I thought you would. What's up?"
Jayson Price: "Well it's like I said, I can trust Orbit because he's chill. And Fly, we got over our issues years ago. But Black is a different story."
Cameraman Bob: "Well yeah, but you said that you would be willing to put that behind you. Are you saying now that you can't?"
Jayson Price: "It's more like, I don't know if I should. If I get all buddy buddy with him and let my guard down, I'm leaving myself wide open to get stabbed in the back. And with Black, I mean that literally and figuratively. I get what he's trying to do by bringing back Pantheon, and I agree that it's what WCF needs right now, but he and I...it's tricky. You know what I mean?"
Cameraman Bob: "Kind of like you and I?"
Jayson Price: "No Bob, nothing like you and I. You're just the guy with the camera that hangs out in my tower sometimes."
Cameraman Bob: "Oh."
Jayson Price: "But it is what it is. I'm on board for now but like I told Corey, I'm not going to hold back if I find out I'm being left in the dark. He wants me on board to fix the issues in WCF, then I'm on board. But if there's some sort of hidden agenda, or if I find out he's planning something involving me, I'll jam his machete right the fuck down his throat."
Cameraman Bob: "Seems a bit harsh."
Jayson Price: "Yeah, well that's life."
The scene switches from the strip club to the Movie Theater as Bob and Jayson take in a movie. Price upturns his popcorn on Bob's head and then slaps him across the face before busting out in laughter.
Cameraman Bob: "You've been holding on to that People's Title now through a few defenses, including a rather unusual one with Seth Lerch. How do you feel about your chances to match your first reign?"
Jayson Price: "Well first off, that shit with Seth at Payback was a goddamn joke. How in the fuck he thought he could come into my tower and cheat in a drinking contest before trying to make off with the People's Tower is enough to show you just how dumb he is."
Cameraman Bob: "Yeah I thought something was up when he challenged you to a drinking contest. He might be a drunk but everyone knows he's as light of a lightweight as they come."
Jayson Price: "Indeed. Anyway, the whole thing was just one giant waste of my time except for the part where I beat the snot out of him and then kicked him out. As for the People's Title itself, I doubt I'll match my first reign. I mean, it was easy enough the first time, but then I watched as Steeltoe Joe passed my mark and I saw how much work it took, and I don't want to do that shit. It's a nice little belt to carry around and all but don't be shocked when I announce I'm dropping the belt because I'm tired of beating up jobbers every week."
Cameraman Bob: "I've never known you to be one to just drop a title."
Jayson Price: "Yeah, well I usually don't when they matter. But this belt? It's just a fucking piece of leather and gold to carry around that means nothing. You ever hear me talking myself up as the People's Champion? Or taking it out in public to show off? Of course not, it's worthless. It's nothing more than another notch on the old resume as I try to pull off the 8 Title Mark a second time."
The scene again switches, this time from the movie theater to the top floor as both men take turns going down the fifteen story plastic slide into the giant ball pit on the 26th floor.
Cameraman Bob: "Fair enough. So what about this week?"
Jayson Price: "What about it?"
Cameraman Bob: "The rematch? You and Cormack going at it a second time after what happened the last time?"
Jayson Price: "Oh, that. Look, I'm fucking sick and tired of hearing all the crying and the whining about how the match ended."
Cameraman Bob: "But you used the ropes to pin him."
Jayson Price: "I had a cramp in my leg and I was trying to stretch it out. Come on Bob, I know you've had cramps before. They fucking suck."
Cameraman Bob: "Seriously? A leg cramp?"
Jayson Price: "Fuck you, that shit hurt. But seriously, the bitching has just been annoying to hear. From the fucking fans, to the announcers to even Cormack himself, all I'm hearing is that he should have beat me that night and that I had to cheat to win. News flash people, if Cormack was so damn good that night he should have put me away much earlier in the night. I'll give him this much, he took me farther in the match than I expected him to. But that's all. He didn't have me beaten that night. He didn't have the match all but won that night. He had me worn the fuck out and hurting a bit, but he couldn't keep me down."
Cameraman Bob: "Well neither could you until you used-"
Jayson Price: "Shut up Bob. So all this bitching about what went down three weeks ago? That ends on Sunday night. I'm going to put Cormack down for the one, two, three right dead set in the middle of the ring. But that's not all. I'm going to put my foot on his chest and my hands straight up in the air as I'm right there in the middle of the ring as the referee makes the count so you can all see I'm doing it clean. And then, when it's over, you can all shut the fuck up about dirty pins and get back on with your lives."
Cameraman Bob: "It seems like you're taking the criticism a bit hard."
Jayson Price: "Come on Bob, you know I could give a fuck less about criticism. I just can't stand hearing grown people bitch over petty shit. How many times have you heard me say that a win is a win? Fuck, how many times have you heard anyone ever say those words? It's because it's the fucking truth, Bob. A win is a win, simply put. You honestly think that Cormack MacNeill wouldn't do the same thing if the opportunity presented itself? As proud and honorable a man as he is, he's fucking lying through his teeth if he says he's never taken the easy way out. This is the wrestling world, you do whatever the fuck it takes to get to the top. If that means using the ropes to end a match faster or fucking the boss's sister so you can get into a World Title match, you do it."
Cameraman Bob: "So that's how you got that match at Ten..."
Jayson Price: "Focus Bob. Look, these newest, interchangeable wrestlers coming into WCF are still bright eyed and full of hope and dreams of being big timers in this company. They're like fucking virgins entering college after spending their whole lives under the watch of their parents. The fact is, none of them realize right away that to get anywhere in WCF you need to be willing to get your hands dirty. You have to scrape, you have to claw, you have to do whatever the fuck it takes to get ahead and get wins. And when you lose, you don't bitch about it like a child. "Oh the mean man cheated!" Boo fucking hoo, get over it. Be a fucking man, take the loss and drive the fuck on. Cormack, he's getting a second chance to prove he can hang with Jayson Price. Is he going to do it? Fuck no. But this time I'll make sure to make it a bit more convincing for the bitches out there that will be watching the match with a microscope."
The scene switches a final time, this time from the giant ball pit to the lobby of the tower as Price plants his foot into the ass of Bob and kicks him out the front doors.
Cameraman Bob: "Anything else?"
Jayson Price: "Yeah, sportsmanship is for pussies. If you want me to shake your hand before and after the match, play by all the rules and do it with a smile on my face, you can turn the fuck around and stay in the back because you're more likely to find a leprechaun fucking an alien in your locker. I don't play the nice guy. I don't act like a model citizen who listens to the rules set down by the boss. I do exactly whatever the fuck I want, just like I have since I came into WCF. If that offends you, well then too fucking bad because I don't give a shit. I'm not changing how I do things because Cormack fucking MacNeill is bitching to everyone in ear shot."
Cameraman Bob: "Fair enough. Is that all?"
Jayson Price: "Yeah, now get the fuck out."
The montage cuts and we're left with a final message before the scene ends.
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Price Tower
Late Evening
Cameraman Bob: "You actually had that put on a shirt?"
We hear the voice of Cameraman Bob as the scene slowly fades in on the 35th floor of Price Tower, also known as The Jayson Price Moonbounce and Hot Girl Pillow Fight Chamber. As Price sits in an arm chair with a drink in his hand, thinking hard about the current economic situation facing America and other important world issues, he stares ahead at several women dressed in lingerie jumping about on a moon bounce and playfully hitting each other with pillows. Price slyly turns his head to the side and winks at the viewers, no doubt pissing off the many men watching. He then turns his attention to Cameraman Bob, who oddly enough seems more interested in the attire Price is wearing. The cameraman moves around to the front of Price to get a look at his t-shirt and shows us that it reads "Support The Fuck Movement Or Go Fuck Yourself".
Jayson Price: "Did you think I wouldn't?"
Cameraman Bob: "I thought it was a joke! What the hell is this "fuck movement" anyway?"
Jayson Price: "Well, people keep expecting me to give a fuck about what's going on, so I figured "Why give one fuck when I can give a whole bunch of them?"
Cameraman Bob: "...I don't understand."
Jayson Price: "Of course you don't Bob. Now here, put on this shirt and shut up."
Price reaches down beside his chair, picks up a pink t-shirt with the same message written across the front and tosses it in Bob's face.
Cameraman Bob: "Seriously? Pink?"
Jayson Price: "I ran out of men's shirt. But no worries, with your anorexic teen girl body that shirt should fit you just fine."
Cameraman Bob: "Hey! I've been working out, thank you very much."
Jayson Price: "Jerking off in the shower isn't working out."
Cameraman Bob: "Fuck you."
Jayson Price: "Hey! There you go Bob, you're finally starting to get it."
Cameraman Bob: "Get what?"
Jayson Price: "God damn you're a moron."
Price takes a long sip of his drink as he continues to stare ahead at the girls as they take a break from jumping and wave over to Price. Price waves back and then slaps Bob, who was gawking at the girls like a thirteen year old boy peeping in a locker room shower.
Jayson Price: "Seriously Bob? Do we have to have this talk everytime you come over?"
Cameraman Bob: "I can't help it! Look at them!"
Jayson Price: "All right, that's it, let's go."
Price puts down the footrest of the chair and stands up as Bob stares at the girls longingly. Price smacks him upside the back of his head and then heads for the elevator with Bob following behind, head turned to watch the girls as they resume jumping.
Cameraman Bob: "So you never answered my question. Do they really keep jumping when you leave or do they go somewhere else?"
Jayson Price: "I don't ask questions Bob. I just know when I come down here, they're already there jumping."
Cameraman Bob: "...are they ghosts?"
Price stops, turns around and smacks Bob across the side of the head.
Jayson Price: "Really? Ghosts?"
Price shakes his head and then turns as he presses the button for the elevator.
Cameraman Bob: "Well what other explanation is there?"
Jayson Price: "I don't know, ask the tower."
The elevator arrives with a ding and both men step inside. Price hits the button for the top floor as Bob stares up at the blue light in the ceiling.
Cameraman Bob: "Uh...hello?"
There's no response from the tower so Bob waves his arms in the air trying to get it's attention.
Jayson Price: "It's not a person, dumbass."
Price reaches out and presses the blue button on the elevator controls. The little blue light in the ceiling pops on.
Tower Voice: "Yes?"
Cameraman Bob: "The girls on the 35th Floor...are they ghosts?"
Tower Voice: "Yes."
Cameraman Bob: "Seriously?!"
Tower Voice: "Of course not. Are you an idiot?"
Jayson Price: "Well would you look at that. Even a computer can realize you're an idiot."
Cameraman Bob: "Well then what are they?!"
Tower Voice: "Strippers. And hookers. Mostly anyone willing to jump around and have a pillow fight for Mr. Price's amusement."
Cameraman Bob: "Well couldn't you have just told me that from the beginning?"
Jayson Price: "Probably. But as naive as you are it's more fun to fuck with you."
The elevator arrives at the top floor with a ding and the doors slide open.
Jayson Price: "Careful! There might be more ghosts up here."
Price steps out of the elevator and heads for the living room, taking a sip from his drink as he walks. He takes a seat on the couch as Bob follows him into the living room.
Cameraman Bob: "When the fuck did you have that thing brought up here?!"
Bob points to the giant aquarium tank sitting against the far wall that houses a tiger shark. Bob remembers full well what happened the last time he saw that shark in Price's tower and takes a few steps backward.
Jayson Price: "Last week. I got bored with the way the place was set up so I had some guys put in a tank up here and then bring up Tony."
Cameraman Bob: "Tony?"
Jayson Price: "Yeah, Tony. You got a problem with that?"
Bob shakes his head no as he cautiously takes a few steps toward the tank. The shark does nothing but stare ahead at Bob, not moving whatsoever.
Cameraman Bob: "Why isn't it moving?"
Jayson Price: "I dunno. It usually just stays in one spot unless the guys come by with some food for it."
Bob steps up to the glass and waves his arms in the air but the shark does nothing.
Cameraman Bob: "Are you sure this thing is even-"
The shark suddenly rushes forward into the glass, sending Bob stumbling backward and onto his ass as Price busts out in laughter.
Jayson Price: "Seriously? Again?"
Cameraman Bob: "Fuck you! That thing looked like it was dead the way it was just laying on the floor."
Jayson Price: "It's a shark in a tank, Bob. What were you expecting? For him to be swimming in circles and doing tricks?"
Bob flips off the shark, who it turn settles back to the floor of the tank and resumes doing nothing. Bob shakes his head and gets back up to his feet and brushes himself off before taking a seat.
Cameraman Bob: "You know one of these days I'm going to get sick of your shit and leave."
Jayson Price: "You've been saying that for years Bob. Yet you always end up right back here on my couch, bitching about your wife and kids and telling me how much you want to live here."
Cameraman Bob: "Speaking of which..."
Jayson Price: "No. Nope. Never going to happen Bob."
Cameraman Bob: "Oh come on! You've got five fucking floors specifically set up for people to live in. Fly and Black already have their spots, what about the other three? I mean, it's not like Phantasm or Reb are coming back to live in your tower. Let me have one of their floors."
Jayson Price: "Nope."
Cameraman Bob: "Well why the hell not?"
Jayson Price: "Because you're a creepy little man who I just know will end up drunk and jerking off all over my tower."
Cameraman Bob: "You just did that last weekend!"
Jayson Price: "It's my fucking tower! It's in the goddamn name for christ's sake!"
Bob settles back into his seat with a huff and crosses his arms. Price shakes his head and takes a final sip of his drink before setting down the empty glass.
Jayson Price: "So what the fuck did you come over here for anyway?"
Cameraman Bob: "Oh, uh, you know the usual bullshit."
Jayson Price: "Really? Again? Aren't we ever going to do something different besides you acting the part of Hank Brown and me talking into a camera?"
Cameraman Bob: "Well what do you have in mind?"
Jayson Price: "Oh! What about we get some footage of us doing shit in the tower and then you go back and edit in a voiceover of our conversation?"
Cameraman Bob: "Can we go back down to the moon bounce floor?"
Jayson Price: "Can you promise me you'll be able to keep your dick in your pants?"
Cameraman Bob: "...no."
Jayson Price: "Well at least your honest. Let's go!"
Price pushes himself up out of his chair and heads for the elevator with a slightly more happy Bob right behind him. The scene fades out to black as Price and Bob step into the elevator and the doors slide shut.
- - - - - - - - - -
The scene fades back in a montage of Bob and Price enjoying the tower begins, starting with them in the strip club making it rain on some strippers. As the footage rolls, their conversation from earlier begins to play.
Cameraman Bob: "So Corey was able to talk you into joining he, Orbit and Fly to bring back Pantheon?
Jayson Price: "Yeah it's...happening."
Cameraman Bob: "You don't sound as happy about that as I thought you would. What's up?"
Jayson Price: "Well it's like I said, I can trust Orbit because he's chill. And Fly, we got over our issues years ago. But Black is a different story."
Cameraman Bob: "Well yeah, but you said that you would be willing to put that behind you. Are you saying now that you can't?"
Jayson Price: "It's more like, I don't know if I should. If I get all buddy buddy with him and let my guard down, I'm leaving myself wide open to get stabbed in the back. And with Black, I mean that literally and figuratively. I get what he's trying to do by bringing back Pantheon, and I agree that it's what WCF needs right now, but he and I...it's tricky. You know what I mean?"
Cameraman Bob: "Kind of like you and I?"
Jayson Price: "No Bob, nothing like you and I. You're just the guy with the camera that hangs out in my tower sometimes."
Cameraman Bob: "Oh."
Jayson Price: "But it is what it is. I'm on board for now but like I told Corey, I'm not going to hold back if I find out I'm being left in the dark. He wants me on board to fix the issues in WCF, then I'm on board. But if there's some sort of hidden agenda, or if I find out he's planning something involving me, I'll jam his machete right the fuck down his throat."
Cameraman Bob: "Seems a bit harsh."
Jayson Price: "Yeah, well that's life."
The scene switches from the strip club to the Movie Theater as Bob and Jayson take in a movie. Price upturns his popcorn on Bob's head and then slaps him across the face before busting out in laughter.
Cameraman Bob: "You've been holding on to that People's Title now through a few defenses, including a rather unusual one with Seth Lerch. How do you feel about your chances to match your first reign?"
Jayson Price: "Well first off, that shit with Seth at Payback was a goddamn joke. How in the fuck he thought he could come into my tower and cheat in a drinking contest before trying to make off with the People's Tower is enough to show you just how dumb he is."
Cameraman Bob: "Yeah I thought something was up when he challenged you to a drinking contest. He might be a drunk but everyone knows he's as light of a lightweight as they come."
Jayson Price: "Indeed. Anyway, the whole thing was just one giant waste of my time except for the part where I beat the snot out of him and then kicked him out. As for the People's Title itself, I doubt I'll match my first reign. I mean, it was easy enough the first time, but then I watched as Steeltoe Joe passed my mark and I saw how much work it took, and I don't want to do that shit. It's a nice little belt to carry around and all but don't be shocked when I announce I'm dropping the belt because I'm tired of beating up jobbers every week."
Cameraman Bob: "I've never known you to be one to just drop a title."
Jayson Price: "Yeah, well I usually don't when they matter. But this belt? It's just a fucking piece of leather and gold to carry around that means nothing. You ever hear me talking myself up as the People's Champion? Or taking it out in public to show off? Of course not, it's worthless. It's nothing more than another notch on the old resume as I try to pull off the 8 Title Mark a second time."
The scene again switches, this time from the movie theater to the top floor as both men take turns going down the fifteen story plastic slide into the giant ball pit on the 26th floor.
Cameraman Bob: "Fair enough. So what about this week?"
Jayson Price: "What about it?"
Cameraman Bob: "The rematch? You and Cormack going at it a second time after what happened the last time?"
Jayson Price: "Oh, that. Look, I'm fucking sick and tired of hearing all the crying and the whining about how the match ended."
Cameraman Bob: "But you used the ropes to pin him."
Jayson Price: "I had a cramp in my leg and I was trying to stretch it out. Come on Bob, I know you've had cramps before. They fucking suck."
Cameraman Bob: "Seriously? A leg cramp?"
Jayson Price: "Fuck you, that shit hurt. But seriously, the bitching has just been annoying to hear. From the fucking fans, to the announcers to even Cormack himself, all I'm hearing is that he should have beat me that night and that I had to cheat to win. News flash people, if Cormack was so damn good that night he should have put me away much earlier in the night. I'll give him this much, he took me farther in the match than I expected him to. But that's all. He didn't have me beaten that night. He didn't have the match all but won that night. He had me worn the fuck out and hurting a bit, but he couldn't keep me down."
Cameraman Bob: "Well neither could you until you used-"
Jayson Price: "Shut up Bob. So all this bitching about what went down three weeks ago? That ends on Sunday night. I'm going to put Cormack down for the one, two, three right dead set in the middle of the ring. But that's not all. I'm going to put my foot on his chest and my hands straight up in the air as I'm right there in the middle of the ring as the referee makes the count so you can all see I'm doing it clean. And then, when it's over, you can all shut the fuck up about dirty pins and get back on with your lives."
Cameraman Bob: "It seems like you're taking the criticism a bit hard."
Jayson Price: "Come on Bob, you know I could give a fuck less about criticism. I just can't stand hearing grown people bitch over petty shit. How many times have you heard me say that a win is a win? Fuck, how many times have you heard anyone ever say those words? It's because it's the fucking truth, Bob. A win is a win, simply put. You honestly think that Cormack MacNeill wouldn't do the same thing if the opportunity presented itself? As proud and honorable a man as he is, he's fucking lying through his teeth if he says he's never taken the easy way out. This is the wrestling world, you do whatever the fuck it takes to get to the top. If that means using the ropes to end a match faster or fucking the boss's sister so you can get into a World Title match, you do it."
Cameraman Bob: "So that's how you got that match at Ten..."
Jayson Price: "Focus Bob. Look, these newest, interchangeable wrestlers coming into WCF are still bright eyed and full of hope and dreams of being big timers in this company. They're like fucking virgins entering college after spending their whole lives under the watch of their parents. The fact is, none of them realize right away that to get anywhere in WCF you need to be willing to get your hands dirty. You have to scrape, you have to claw, you have to do whatever the fuck it takes to get ahead and get wins. And when you lose, you don't bitch about it like a child. "Oh the mean man cheated!" Boo fucking hoo, get over it. Be a fucking man, take the loss and drive the fuck on. Cormack, he's getting a second chance to prove he can hang with Jayson Price. Is he going to do it? Fuck no. But this time I'll make sure to make it a bit more convincing for the bitches out there that will be watching the match with a microscope."
The scene switches a final time, this time from the giant ball pit to the lobby of the tower as Price plants his foot into the ass of Bob and kicks him out the front doors.
Cameraman Bob: "Anything else?"
Jayson Price: "Yeah, sportsmanship is for pussies. If you want me to shake your hand before and after the match, play by all the rules and do it with a smile on my face, you can turn the fuck around and stay in the back because you're more likely to find a leprechaun fucking an alien in your locker. I don't play the nice guy. I don't act like a model citizen who listens to the rules set down by the boss. I do exactly whatever the fuck I want, just like I have since I came into WCF. If that offends you, well then too fucking bad because I don't give a shit. I'm not changing how I do things because Cormack fucking MacNeill is bitching to everyone in ear shot."
Cameraman Bob: "Fair enough. Is that all?"
Jayson Price: "Yeah, now get the fuck out."
The montage cuts and we're left with a final message before the scene ends.
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