Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2006 0:09:23 GMT -5
{Perry is sitting in his apartment reading a newspaper when the doorbell rings. He quickly rushes over to the door and opens it.}
PERRY: "Bobby! Where the hell have you been?"
{Bobby walks into the room. He's holding a clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other.}
BOBBY: "The lawyers just finished. I got here as fast as I could."
{Perry looks at the clipboard and points to the attached document.}
PERRY: "Is that it?"
BOBBY: "Yes it is, Perry. This contract, once signed, officially makes you my manager."
PERRY: "Let's get to it then."
{Perry and Bobby take a seat on the couch. Bobby signs his name first and then hands the clipboard and pen over to Perry. Perry skims through the document, takes a deep breath and signs his name. He lays the clipboard and pen down on the coffee table in front of him, then leans back on the couch and breathes a sigh of relief.}
PERRY: "I'm glad that's finally over with. I've been waiting so long for this chance... weeks really."
BOBBY: "You've earned it, Perry. I wouldn't have been able to rebound from losing the World Title without your help."
{Perry nods his head and takes a moment to collect his thoughts.}
PERRY: "I've been doing some thinking, Bobby. If I'm going to accompany you to the ring, I need to have a gimmick."
BOBBY: "What do you have in mind?"
PERRY: "How about a luchadore gimmick? I bought one of Juventud Guerrera's old costumes at a tag sale last week and it fits perfectly."
BOBBY: "What would you call yourself?"
PERRY: "El Diablo Fantástico."
{Bobby jumps up into the air and nearly kills himself attempting a backflip.}
BOBBY: "Holy shit... that's the coolest name I've ever heard in my life!"
PERRY: "You really like it?"
BOBBY: "El Diablo Fantástico... it rolls off the tongue! It's perfect."
PERRY: "That's cool. I'm glad you like it. Do you want a Snapple or anything, man?"
BOBBY: "No, but thanks for offering. I need to mail this contract to the commissioner’s office as soon as possible."
PERRY: "Ok I'll catch you later, Bobby. Thanks for everything."
BOBBY: "Take care, man."
{Bobby sets off on his bike while Perry celebrates his new job with a bottle of Snapple Iced Tea.}
PERRY: "Bobby! Where the hell have you been?"
{Bobby walks into the room. He's holding a clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other.}
BOBBY: "The lawyers just finished. I got here as fast as I could."
{Perry looks at the clipboard and points to the attached document.}
PERRY: "Is that it?"
BOBBY: "Yes it is, Perry. This contract, once signed, officially makes you my manager."
PERRY: "Let's get to it then."
{Perry and Bobby take a seat on the couch. Bobby signs his name first and then hands the clipboard and pen over to Perry. Perry skims through the document, takes a deep breath and signs his name. He lays the clipboard and pen down on the coffee table in front of him, then leans back on the couch and breathes a sigh of relief.}
PERRY: "I'm glad that's finally over with. I've been waiting so long for this chance... weeks really."
BOBBY: "You've earned it, Perry. I wouldn't have been able to rebound from losing the World Title without your help."
{Perry nods his head and takes a moment to collect his thoughts.}
PERRY: "I've been doing some thinking, Bobby. If I'm going to accompany you to the ring, I need to have a gimmick."
BOBBY: "What do you have in mind?"
PERRY: "How about a luchadore gimmick? I bought one of Juventud Guerrera's old costumes at a tag sale last week and it fits perfectly."
BOBBY: "What would you call yourself?"
PERRY: "El Diablo Fantástico."
{Bobby jumps up into the air and nearly kills himself attempting a backflip.}
BOBBY: "Holy shit... that's the coolest name I've ever heard in my life!"
PERRY: "You really like it?"
BOBBY: "El Diablo Fantástico... it rolls off the tongue! It's perfect."
PERRY: "That's cool. I'm glad you like it. Do you want a Snapple or anything, man?"
BOBBY: "No, but thanks for offering. I need to mail this contract to the commissioner’s office as soon as possible."
PERRY: "Ok I'll catch you later, Bobby. Thanks for everything."
BOBBY: "Take care, man."
{Bobby sets off on his bike while Perry celebrates his new job with a bottle of Snapple Iced Tea.}