Empire Pro Aggression

[Cut to the backstage area - Paul Freeman's office as a knock is heard on the door. Before Freeman can answer, Empire Pro owner Dan Ryan opens the door and walks in.]

Freeman: [sigh] What can I do for you, Mr. Ryan.....

Ryan: Actually there is something you can do for me.

Freeman: And that would be......??

Ryan: Well stand up first....

Freeman: Excuse me??

Ryan: Up!...Stand!!.....Stand up!

[Freeman sighs again and stands]

Ryan: [motioning Freeman to the side] "Uhhh....over here please!"

[Freeman comes around the desk to the side Ryan is standing on as Ryan stares at him, eyebrows raised. Without another word, Ryan goes around the desk and sits in Freeman's chair....bringing a furrowing of the brow and a VERY annoyed look to Freeman's face.]

Ryan: Paul, please.....do sit down.

[Freeman mutters something under his breath, but sits down in a chair facing the desk.]

Ryan: Now then, there's a very urgent matter I need to discuss regarding the way you've been running my company. However, before I get started I thought it might be useful to let you know that I'm raising your salary by five thousand dollars per year.

[Freeman gets a look a quick shock on his face, then skepticism.]

Ryan: It's true. In fact, I feel as though we got off on the wrong foot. In reality, I've been very hard on you. But you must understand that I expect excellence. In fact, I expect absolute excellence in everything I touch. So you must understand that when you let the cat out of the bag on Maelstrom I was quite disappointed.

Freeman: Well it's not like....

Ryan: Don't interrupt me when I'm trying to be reasonable.

Freeman: Sorry.

Ryan: No harm done. Now then, we need to be clear with each other. I intend to allow you to do your job. I will not interfere in your decisions......AS LONG AS....you do not allow your emotions to come in between your brain and intelligent decision making again. The bottom line, Mr. Freeman....is that I hired you to run this company effectively and if you fail to do so....I WILL make my presence felt. Is there anything about that statement that you don't understand?

Freeman: Understood. However, I have some...requests of my own.

Ryan: Very well.

Freeman: From now on, if you hire talent or make plans without my knowledge....I cannot do my job effectively.

Ryan: Fair enough....I'll keep you in the loop. Is there anything else you need?

Freeman: Actually, you've been more than fair......[under his breath] ...oddly enough...

Ryan: What was that last part?

Freeman: Oh....nothing.

Ryan: Very well then. You may leave....I'll be leaving in a few moments, but I'll check in before next week's show.

[Freeman and Ryan rise from their chairs and shake hands as Ryan escorts Freeman to the door. The camera follows Freeman out as the door closes behind.]

Freeman: Hold on......that's my office......

[The shot fades back to Dave and Mike.]

DT: Did you see that? Freeman and Ryan coexisting for once?

MN: Sure, they can’t have at it on EVERY show, now can they?

DT: That’s a weird relationship those two share…

MN: Weird like “funny ha ha” weird… or weird like “hey man, you’re getting a little too close for comfort” weird?

DT: Let’s get to our next match…

John Doe & Spaz vs. Chulpa & the Stalker

DT: You know we can’t just stop with one though, Mike…

MN: Yeah… I know… it’s time for part two of NEWBIE FUN NIGHT!!! WHOOOOOO! But what is with this Stalker guy?

DT: What do you mean?

MN: Is he some sort of serial killer wanna be?

DT: Now now, maybe he's just a fan of that Police song... the Every Breath You take one.

MN: What?

DT: You didn't know it was about a stalker?

MN: I thought it was a sappy love song.

DT: Uh no... then it'd be the creepiest love song ever. Pay attention to the words man.

MN: And pay attention to discussing a wrestling match man.

DT: Oh, yeah. But I thought Spaz's name would stand out to you before the Stalker.

MN: Hey, it's a match full of odd names and strange faces. I need to start with someone.

DT: And add in a man named Culpa and a John Doe, and it's some strange names int his bout, but tough competitors.

MN: Well, saying anyone who gets in that ring is tough is a bit of an understatement... but what the hell is a Culpa?

DT: Tonight definately is the night of the debuts.

MN: But they wouldn't be in the big leagues if they weren't qualified... despite the odd names.

DT: Rumor has it these guys don't enjoy having their names mocked... and tend to react violently to anyone who would mock them.

MN: Good thing I've had nothing but positive things to say about them.

DT: [rolling eyes] Let's go to the ring where Culpa and the Stalker are waiting for Spaz and John Doe.

MN: Uh, I see The Stalker, but no Culpa.

DT: You're right... I just assumed... this is weird. has Culpa left his partner hanging?

MN: IT would seem so.

[Sic by Slipknot cues up as John Doe and Spaz walk down to the ring, but quickly John Doe breaks into a run and rushes the ring, attacking The Stalker.]

DT: John Doe is going to town on the Stalker!

MN: This might not last very long.

DT: The Stalker gets dropped neck first onto the top rope, then hit with a leaping clothesline that takes him over the top rope as he tried to stand up.

MN: That's some explosive speed.

DT: John Doe climbs onto the apron, then dives onto the Stalker with a massive shoulder block from the Apron! He gets back to his feet and rolls The Stalker back into the ring.

MN: Something tells me Spaz is going to get awful lonely there on the apron.

DT: Doe whips the Stalker into the corner then charges in and delivers an unholy clothesline. Following up quickly he seats himself on the top turnbuckle, and grabbing the Stalker hits him with a vicious tornado DDT!

MN: He might want to just pin him sooner or later.

DT: This match is very close to being over, The Stalker has not had ANY offense so far.

MN: Spoke too soon!

DT: John Doe had hit the ropes and was going to try for another devastating clothesline, but The Stalker just counter it into a firemans carry, then delivered a Samoan drop... but it didn't keep John Doe down! He's up as quickly as The Stalker, and the stalker's kick to the midsection of John Doe does nothing, and John Doe takes him down with a big haymaker!

MN: Ouch. That's a new way to pull a guy up.

DT: John Doe with a fairly crazed look on his face grabs The Stalker by the neck and choking him yanks him up to his feet, then tosses him into the corner! John Doe then takes The Stalker back down to the mat with a hard bulldog from the second rope, and as The Stalker tries to get to his feet is hit with a hard series of three kicks to the head!

MN: Amazing that John Doe didn't take his head off with those.

DT: John Doe backs into the ropes as The Stalker slowly gets back to his feet, and Spaz tries to make a blind tag to get himself into the match before John Doe ends it, but Doe just glares at him after noticing how close Spaz's hand got to his back. The Stalker rights himself, and as he does John Doe charges and hits him with the The Amnesia Attack! He covers, 1, 2, 3!

MN: That massacre is over.

DT: John Doe and Spaz are your winners, although I can't say we got much of a look at Spaz in this match.

MN: Hey, not many things in life are free, let alone a win.

DT: Not saying he shouldn't take it, but that match was ALL John Doe.

MN: Even when The Stalker looked as if he might have a glint of hope at turning the tide John Doe would have none of it and just continued on his path of destruction.

DT: We'll be back.

WINNERS: John Doe and Spaz

[Cut to commercial for a few moments… then back to EPW programming. Cut to: Backstage. Kevin Watson stomps back to his dressing room after his match. He runs his hand across the dark stubble left on top of his head. Pulling the shirt off his back he wipes his face and chest.

Michael Gettis walks around the corner toward Kevin.]

Gettis: Kevin muthaf***in' Watson, the dog himself.

Kevin: Michael Gettis ... where have you been hiding?

Gettis: You know, here ... there ... just got over some hard times. Its been, **** ... how long?

Kevin: ... who knows? After a while time just starts slipping threw your finger tips faster and faster as each day passes along.

Gettis: Hell yeah, I feel ya'.

Kevin: Yeah, so where you living these days?

Gettis: Still in Greensborough. Love the Projects man ...

Kevin: You can have 'em, My fiance and son just moved there not to long ago ... so I hear.

Gettis: No doubt, well **** I got to take care of some things, but I'll catch you next week.

[Gettis starts walking toward the direction Kevin just came from.]

Kevin: ... next week? You here now?

Gettis: fo' sho'...

[Cut to: David Thomas and Mike Neely.]

DT: Well then I guess it's true, Michael Gettis, has signed with Empire Pro, and is here tonight! We'll be seeing more of him in the upcoming weeks, I'm sure.

MN: Who’s Mike Gettis? MIKE .... GETTIS SOME BEER!

DT: Mike… shhhhh… you’re making an ass out of yourself.

MN: And this is different from any other day in WHAT way?

DT: I’m not even addressing you anymore… anyhow… I hear something else has occurred in the back… let’s check it out…