All In Your Mind
(( We open up on sunny San Diego, California. Specifically, we are in the yard behind the house owned by the NWL's own Cameron Love. Cameron is relaxing in a lounge chair by the pool, wearing purple and black swimming trunks with a white heart near the waistband (coming soon to the NWL Shopzone) and his ever-present pink heart-shaped sunglasses. An uber-tanned, buxom, blue-bikini-clad blond stands next to him, holding a tray with a strawberry margarita on it and shading her eyes from the sun. ))
CAMERON LOVE: I've been watching all the tapes, and I will say this, John Doe...you definitely have the high opinion of at least TWO people in the world. Of course, I'm not sure that you and Stone there count as impartial voters. After all, Stone's paycheck is riding on how good you are, and of course, so is yours. So no, I don't think that the opinions expressed in our latest glimpse into your world are at all based on the cold...HARD...reality of the subject. And for those straight facts, we need to go to people that are impartial, and so we must look to the experts on the subject. No, not the wrestling fans. I'm talking about people that would have a valuable insight into this man known as John Doe. Of course, we don't have time to track down these certain people right here in this interview time. After all, time is money, and the National Wrestling League is not paying me to waste money. So, I took the liberty of searching out the right kind of people to help me understand John Doe.
(( Cameron reaches out a hand. The blond picks up several sheaves of paper off the drinks tray and hands them to Love, who takes off his sunglasses so that he might better see the paper. ))
LOVE: I talked to a Dr. Melissa O'Dea, who is a liscenced psychiatrist here in San Diego. I showed her various interviews with John Doe, as well as footage from his matches, and she told me, and I quote: "That guy is frickin' nuts!"
(( Love lowers the sheet of paper, stares at the camera, and shakes his head sadly. ))
LOVE: I know, it sounds bad, doesn't it? But, just in case I was misunderstanding Dr. O'Dea when she said, ah...
(( Love studies the sheaf of paper carefull. ))
LOVE: Oh yes. "Frickin' nuts." In case I misunderstood what the lovely Dr. O'Dea meant, I asked her to clarify. Did "frickin' nuts" mean that John Doe was an extraordinary, amazing, or otherwise better-than-average wrestler and/or athlete? Do you know what she said?
(( Love studies the paper again. )
LOVE: She said, and I quote, that "John Doe seems to be an extremely unbalanced individual with delusions of granduer and the mental development and attention span of a seven-year-old boy. So no, I do not feel that he is going to be an accomplished fighter. It is quite possible that all of the 'training' that he has put himself through may have been magnified or even created by his own imagination." At this point, I had to stop and ask: "So, all of this bravado and confidence stems from a lack of grounding in reality?" And Dr. O'Dea assured me that, "Yes, this man is just frickin' nuts."
(( Love drops the papers into lap. ))
LOVE: So you see, John, you really can't be trusted. You're seeing stuff that's not there. Your skill is as real as the Easter Bunny. Your greatness? It's like Santa Claus. Eventually, you're going to have to wake up and realize that its not real. And I'm just the person to give you that wake-up call. But you don't have to take my word for it. I am, after all, interested in the cold, impartial facts. So let's ask San Diego's own Bunni Danvers!
(( Love turns to the blond, who has perked up considerably at the mention of her name. ))
LOVE: Bunni, my dear, of all the men that you have met, who has had the most lasting endurance?
(( Bunni giggles. ))
BUNNI: That would be you, Cam.
LOVE: Okay, well then...in terms of power...which man, out of ALL the men that you've ever encountered, has had the ability to go the strongest for the longest?
BUNNI: You again, Cam.
LOVE: Okay then, which man, out of ALL the men that you've ever come across, would you say is the most perfect physical specimen?
(( Bunni pretends to think about it for a second. ))
BUNNI: Hands down, it's definitely you, Cam.
LOVE: Thank you, Bunni.
(( Love turns back to the camera. ))
LOVE: So, John, as you can see, when we consult some unbiased experts on the subjects, we can clearly see that I am the superior athlete. I mean, I've got an incredible body, I've strength, I've got staying power. And you? All you've got, John, is just a few make-believe qualities that don't exist in the real world. It's time for you to grow up, kid. At Combat, I'm going to show you just how far you'll have to go to be even one quarter of the man that I am.
(( Fade To Black ))