Macc24
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(FADE IN – to the lavish, lavish office of a Mr. Andrew Martinez. It’s been a long time since he’s been seen on cameras however you’d have never noticed. As charismatic as humanly possible, whether or not it’s good or bad charisma, that would depend on whether or not he’s made or stole millions from/for you. ANDYs office is a state of the art facility and is filled with the finest post-secondary graduated agents the country has to offer. Although representation is something that hasn’t always been high on the typical wrestlers profile, nobody can deny the power some of these men have at this point in wrestling. In a world where wrestling has become so political that President Obama has decided for his next electoral campaign to strictly advertise at Pay Per Views, only. At some point somebody had to realize there must be millions to be made for the thirty-year old with back problems of a sixty-year old and the education of a four-year old.)
(The camera continues to pan around the office as agents and their assistants run frantically around the office space trying to get the rest of their Friday afternoon work done. Not because they were all going out to celebrate the start of the weekend – because working for MARTINEZ INC. meant you were Andrew Martinez’s BITCH 24/7. And if you got fired from MARTINEZ INC. you might as well go back to school and pick a new career because unlike most people – Andrew Martinez is the type of man that if you don’t do exactly what he says or if you happen to get on his bad side – he is ready and willing to do WHATEVER it takes to ruin your entire life. Just because he can.)
(The camera slowly creeps into and around the office of MARTINEZ who is closely watching the 52 inch flat panel television in one of the meeting rooms. He was at the end of the long, rectangular table watching the most recent showing of NFW, something you should all be very familiar with…)
(CUT TO – the taping of NFW’s most recent Crash… Crash 49. Familiar sights and sounds from this show are audible…)
O’CONNOR: "HERE COMES ALYAS! HE’S IN THE RING! (CROWD ROARS!) JOE SAW HIM COMING! RIGHT HAND! ANOTHER RIGHT! ANOTHER RIGHT! Alyas is staggered and Joe nails a kick to the gut! The chair falls out of Alyas’ hands as he staggers against the ropes and takes an Irish Whip! Joe misses a Clothesline and turns around! LOOK OUT!
(CROWD SCREAMS!) HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX ONTO THE CHAIR! OHMYGAHHHHHHHHHHHHD! THE CHAMPION JUST GOT TORQUED OUT OF HIS BOOTS!"
H’WOOD: "Alyas isn’t in that ring for his good looks, charming personality or current criminal record…he’s in that ring ‘cause he’s one of the rare athletes in NFW that can toss around our champion like this!"
(MARTINEZ is watching impatiently with a sadistic smile on his face. It had been a long time since he had seen one of his very FIRST clients and although he’d heard nothing but bad about his client within the past couple months, he looked as proud as a peacock.)
(CUT BACK – to more highlights of Crash 49’s Main Event.)
O’CONNOR: "Alyas bringing up Joe to a standing base and has him wrapped around the waist! OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! WHAT RAW POWER! Joe’s spastically shaking on the mat already having to overcome a handicap match to face one of NFW’s hottest rookies in 2008!"
(CUT TO – the TV being shut off immediately.)
MARTINEZ – So what is it, that we have here?
RANDOM AGENT #1 – Well, what we have is a recovering crack addict whose former accomplishments in the NFW have over-casted a shadow he’s unable to avoid?
MARTINEZ – WRONG!!!!!! Anybody else care to enlighten me with some STUPIDITY? NO? C’MON I KNOW YOU’VE ALL GOT PLENTY MORE BULLSHIT THAT WILL WASTE MY TIME!
(Brief pause. Silence.)
MARTINEZ – What WE have here… is a client who has fallen off of the radar. Please feel free to speak up, the GENERAL CONCENSUS here is that we have A USELESS FUCKING CLIENT. Right?
GENERAL CONCENSUS – RIGHT!
MARTINEZ – WRONG! This is why YOU all have shitty 10x10 offices and this is PRECISELY why mine is the biggest. This is PRECISELY why you all have business cards with MY name on them. This is PRECISELY why MY business card doesn’t have anybody BUT MY OWN FUCKING NAME ON IT. JACOBS… what was it that I told you around this time last year?
(CUT TO – CHRIS JACOBS, a 23 year old UCLA grad, he’s got the look of a hot shot agent but the type of boss who will never let from under his shadow. Basically he does most of the work and Andy gets all of the credit for it.)
JACOBS – You told me to keep an eye on Alyas, sir. You told me that the Rookie of 2008 for the NFW would be the world champion by this time next year. You also told me to keep on top of him, make sure he doesn’t go back to jail. Keep him off the streets, keep him motivated and MOST importantly… keep the idea in his head that he is the best thing that has ever happened to professional wrestling and use his size and power to an advantage to bring yet another belt home to the MARTINEZ INC. family.
(CUT TO – MARTINEZ literally standing over him nearly spitting in his face.)
MARTINEZ – So please, Jacobs. EN-FUCKING-LIGHTEN ME WITH ANY OF THAT, YOU’VE ACTUALLY BEEN ABLE TO FUCKING ACCOMPLISH!?
(CUT TO – JACOBS, swallowing and looking inferior.)
JACOBS – None of it sir.
MARTINEZ – NONE OF IT. NONE OF IT! DID THE REST OF YOU FUCKING PISSANTS HEAR THAT? NONE OF IT! GUESS HOW MUCH OF JACOB’S PAY CHEQUE HE’S GOING TO SEE… NONE OF IT. GUESS HOW MANY OF YOU ARE GOING TO GET TO KEEP THEIR JOB THROUGHOUT THE NEXT YEAR? NONE OF YOU! GUESS HOW MUCH OF THIS FUCKING BUSINESS ANY OF YOU UNDERSTAND… NONE OF IT!
(CUT TO – MARTINEZ smacking stacks of papers and pens off of the board room table much to the surprise of the entire staff. MARTINEZ sits in his luxury computer chair and with his right hand grabs his temples in attempt to relieve the amount of stress going through his head.)
MARTINEZ – Please. Can any of you tell me what the last thing you saw or heard BROCK ALYAS doing, was?
JACOBS – His second last promo he was smocking crack rock… and his most recent Eddie Mayfield had him go see a doctor in order to get a Drug Test.
(CUT TO – ANDYs Hispanic blood boiling.)
MARTINEZ – WHAT!?
JACOBS – Sir. With all due respect. You and I both know he signed with us to work with you. Not me. I tried checking up on him, I tried keeping him focused. He said he had no interest in any agent besides you because you and him were actually friends.
(CUT TO – ANDY with his head in both hands. Cursing under his breath and the veins in his neck pulsating through his Versace button up. Pacing back and forth at his spot at the head of the table and all the other agents frantic. ANDY grabbed the keys to his Mercedes Benz SL500 and put on his suit coat and rushed himself out of the office leaving the rest of the agency wondering why a client whose so badly fallen off the map remains still so important to him.)
MARTINEZ - JACOBS, if you are AT ALL interested in keeping your job. You are going to fill up a cup with your piss... AS SOON AS HUMANLY FUCKING POSSIBLE!
(FADE)
(The camera continues to pan around the office as agents and their assistants run frantically around the office space trying to get the rest of their Friday afternoon work done. Not because they were all going out to celebrate the start of the weekend – because working for MARTINEZ INC. meant you were Andrew Martinez’s BITCH 24/7. And if you got fired from MARTINEZ INC. you might as well go back to school and pick a new career because unlike most people – Andrew Martinez is the type of man that if you don’t do exactly what he says or if you happen to get on his bad side – he is ready and willing to do WHATEVER it takes to ruin your entire life. Just because he can.)
(The camera slowly creeps into and around the office of MARTINEZ who is closely watching the 52 inch flat panel television in one of the meeting rooms. He was at the end of the long, rectangular table watching the most recent showing of NFW, something you should all be very familiar with…)
(CUT TO – the taping of NFW’s most recent Crash… Crash 49. Familiar sights and sounds from this show are audible…)
O’CONNOR: "HERE COMES ALYAS! HE’S IN THE RING! (CROWD ROARS!) JOE SAW HIM COMING! RIGHT HAND! ANOTHER RIGHT! ANOTHER RIGHT! Alyas is staggered and Joe nails a kick to the gut! The chair falls out of Alyas’ hands as he staggers against the ropes and takes an Irish Whip! Joe misses a Clothesline and turns around! LOOK OUT!
(CROWD SCREAMS!) HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX ONTO THE CHAIR! OHMYGAHHHHHHHHHHHHD! THE CHAMPION JUST GOT TORQUED OUT OF HIS BOOTS!"
H’WOOD: "Alyas isn’t in that ring for his good looks, charming personality or current criminal record…he’s in that ring ‘cause he’s one of the rare athletes in NFW that can toss around our champion like this!"
(MARTINEZ is watching impatiently with a sadistic smile on his face. It had been a long time since he had seen one of his very FIRST clients and although he’d heard nothing but bad about his client within the past couple months, he looked as proud as a peacock.)
(CUT BACK – to more highlights of Crash 49’s Main Event.)
O’CONNOR: "Alyas bringing up Joe to a standing base and has him wrapped around the waist! OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! WHAT RAW POWER! Joe’s spastically shaking on the mat already having to overcome a handicap match to face one of NFW’s hottest rookies in 2008!"
(CUT TO – the TV being shut off immediately.)
MARTINEZ – So what is it, that we have here?
RANDOM AGENT #1 – Well, what we have is a recovering crack addict whose former accomplishments in the NFW have over-casted a shadow he’s unable to avoid?
MARTINEZ – WRONG!!!!!! Anybody else care to enlighten me with some STUPIDITY? NO? C’MON I KNOW YOU’VE ALL GOT PLENTY MORE BULLSHIT THAT WILL WASTE MY TIME!
(Brief pause. Silence.)
MARTINEZ – What WE have here… is a client who has fallen off of the radar. Please feel free to speak up, the GENERAL CONCENSUS here is that we have A USELESS FUCKING CLIENT. Right?
GENERAL CONCENSUS – RIGHT!
MARTINEZ – WRONG! This is why YOU all have shitty 10x10 offices and this is PRECISELY why mine is the biggest. This is PRECISELY why you all have business cards with MY name on them. This is PRECISELY why MY business card doesn’t have anybody BUT MY OWN FUCKING NAME ON IT. JACOBS… what was it that I told you around this time last year?
(CUT TO – CHRIS JACOBS, a 23 year old UCLA grad, he’s got the look of a hot shot agent but the type of boss who will never let from under his shadow. Basically he does most of the work and Andy gets all of the credit for it.)
JACOBS – You told me to keep an eye on Alyas, sir. You told me that the Rookie of 2008 for the NFW would be the world champion by this time next year. You also told me to keep on top of him, make sure he doesn’t go back to jail. Keep him off the streets, keep him motivated and MOST importantly… keep the idea in his head that he is the best thing that has ever happened to professional wrestling and use his size and power to an advantage to bring yet another belt home to the MARTINEZ INC. family.
(CUT TO – MARTINEZ literally standing over him nearly spitting in his face.)
MARTINEZ – So please, Jacobs. EN-FUCKING-LIGHTEN ME WITH ANY OF THAT, YOU’VE ACTUALLY BEEN ABLE TO FUCKING ACCOMPLISH!?
(CUT TO – JACOBS, swallowing and looking inferior.)
JACOBS – None of it sir.
MARTINEZ – NONE OF IT. NONE OF IT! DID THE REST OF YOU FUCKING PISSANTS HEAR THAT? NONE OF IT! GUESS HOW MUCH OF JACOB’S PAY CHEQUE HE’S GOING TO SEE… NONE OF IT. GUESS HOW MANY OF YOU ARE GOING TO GET TO KEEP THEIR JOB THROUGHOUT THE NEXT YEAR? NONE OF YOU! GUESS HOW MUCH OF THIS FUCKING BUSINESS ANY OF YOU UNDERSTAND… NONE OF IT!
(CUT TO – MARTINEZ smacking stacks of papers and pens off of the board room table much to the surprise of the entire staff. MARTINEZ sits in his luxury computer chair and with his right hand grabs his temples in attempt to relieve the amount of stress going through his head.)
MARTINEZ – Please. Can any of you tell me what the last thing you saw or heard BROCK ALYAS doing, was?
JACOBS – His second last promo he was smocking crack rock… and his most recent Eddie Mayfield had him go see a doctor in order to get a Drug Test.
(CUT TO – ANDYs Hispanic blood boiling.)
MARTINEZ – WHAT!?
JACOBS – Sir. With all due respect. You and I both know he signed with us to work with you. Not me. I tried checking up on him, I tried keeping him focused. He said he had no interest in any agent besides you because you and him were actually friends.
(CUT TO – ANDY with his head in both hands. Cursing under his breath and the veins in his neck pulsating through his Versace button up. Pacing back and forth at his spot at the head of the table and all the other agents frantic. ANDY grabbed the keys to his Mercedes Benz SL500 and put on his suit coat and rushed himself out of the office leaving the rest of the agency wondering why a client whose so badly fallen off the map remains still so important to him.)
MARTINEZ - JACOBS, if you are AT ALL interested in keeping your job. You are going to fill up a cup with your piss... AS SOON AS HUMANLY FUCKING POSSIBLE!
(FADE)
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