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[ The scene opens up the Westin Hotel in Providence, Rhode Island. Jimmy Stryker is seen parking his rental car. He’s dressed in a plain white t-shirt with faded jeans and Nike sneakers. He opens the truck of the car, and then takes out two suitcases from the trunk. He looks next to him at Rhiannon who has decided to come along for this road trip. She’s dressed in a pair of jean short and a blue tank top. Jimmy puts the suitcases on the ground then slams the trunk shut. He grabs the handles of both and begins to roll them into the hotel without speaking to Rhiannon. She quickly walks up next to him, and begins to speak. ]

Rhiannon James: “ Jimmy the least you can do is speak to me..”

[ Jimmy still walks straight but does talk without turning around. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Speak to you? Now why the hell would I want to do that when you think everything that comes out of my mouth is a lie?”

[ Rhiannon catches up with him, and tries to take her bag. ]

Rhiannon James: “ I”ll take my own luggage.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Oh gee and then have you bitch and moan that you had to take your own suitcase in? I don’t think so…”

Rhiannon James: “ This is stupid Jimmy..”

[ Jimmy walks through the lobby doors and up to the front desk. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ No…you are stupid…and dis-trusting.”

[ Jimmy stands in front of the hotel clerk with a grin. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Jimmy Stryker checking in..”

[ The clerk nods and types in the name. ]

Hotel Clerk: “ ah yes Mr. Stryker, I have your room all set..it will be room 921. “

Jimmy Stryker: “ Ok..Good to hear…. “

[ Jimmy is handed the hotel key. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Were there any messages for me?”

Hotel Clerk: “No, Mr. Stryker there are not.”

Jimmy Stryker: " Those lousy bastards."

[ Jimmy smirks then takes the bags and begins to walk to the elevator.]

Rhiannon James: “ James Stryker…Do NOT! I repeat DO NOT walk away from me!”

[ Jimmy reaches the elevator and leans against it, as he pushes the button. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Look Rhi, maybe it will be best if you turned your ass around and got your own room.”

[ Rhiannon puts her hands on her hips and raises her eyebrow. ]

Rhiannon James: “ Now tell me, exactly why would that be better?”

Jimmy Stryker: “ So I don’t have to listen to you bitch and moan about why I was in jail. And listen to you call me a liar. When I tried to explain to you the actual reason why that I was in jail.”

Rhiannon James: “ I’m suppose to believe that you had nothing to do with what went on in the club?”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Marriage is about trust babe, and if you can’t trust that I’m telling you the truth, then maybe we shouldn’t get married.”

[ The elevator door opens up and Jimmy rolls the luggage in then steps in. Rhiannon’s mouth is hung open at Jimmy’s last statement. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Umm…are you coming or are you going to continue to catch flies?”

Rhiannon James: “ No, I’m coming with you.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Oh, joy…”

[ Rhiannon steps in and jimmy hits the 9th floor button. The two ride up in dead silence. They reach their floor, and walk out and to their room. Jimmy slides the plastic card key in the door and opens it. He takes the suitcase in and flings it on the bed. Rhiannon gently places hers on the table and unzips it. ]

Rhiannon James: “ hunny..did I show you the cute dress that I bought the other day?”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Is it any different from the other ones?”

Rhiannon James: “ Of course it is… You know Jimmy, how can you expect me to believe your little story? I mean you did end up in jail and I had to have the family lawyer come down to post your bail.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ And I said thank you.”

Rhiannon James: “ I mean that’s just a bit crazy. It sort of sounds like a bad joke someone would tell. You know the kind of joke where you’re not sure if the punch line was already said or not.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Believe what you want but I know the monkey was there!”

[ Rhiannon takes a deep breath and takes a few things out to put in the top dresser draw. Jimmy looks at her as he sits on the bed. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Why are you unpacking?”

Rhiannon James: “ Because we’re going to be here for a few days.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ What’s the point of unpacking? Why can’t you just live out of your suitcase? You’ll only have to pack it again. Just take what you need for the night out then leave the rest in there. It’s a lot easier that way, and you also are less likely to forget your stuff that way.”

Rhiannon James: “ You do things your way, and I do them mine.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Tell me about it.”

[ Rhiannon sits next to Jimmy on the bed, and puts her hand on his leg.]

Rhiannon James: “ So…why did you ask the front desk if you had any messages?”

[ Jimmy sarcastically answers her. ]

Jimmy Stryker: “ Gee, cuz I thought maybe Seth Thomas or Alex Wilkins would have contacted me about our tag match. I mean shit, I’ve never wrestled with them before. I want to know if it’s all out war or If I get in the ring with Angela if Alex wants in or not…You know small details like that.”

[ Rhiannon looks at Jimmy a bit confused. ]

Rhiannon James: “ Is it really that important though? Does it matter who faces who?”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Well, I know Seth has this sick hatred against the box. And Alex and Angie don’t get along. Then that leaves Simon…who I’d like a few shots at for taking my continental title.”

Rhianon James: “ Isn’t winning the important thing?”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Not always…making a statement and getting your licks in against your enemy can sometimes be greater than the out come. There are no titles on the line, only pride.”

Rhiannon James: “ Sounds like a macho thing.”

Jimmy Stryker: “ Babe, I don’t pretend to know the importance of why certain types of lipsticks are better then the next. So don’t try to wrap your head around this.”

Rhiannon James: " Oh good one Jimmy..."

[ Jimmy nods ]

Jimmy Stryker : " All I'm saying is that...I'm tossed into a shitty match with two men that I can care less about, when what I really should be doing is challenging Simon for a rematch."

Rhiannon James: " So now you want the continental title back?"

Jimmy Stryker: " No...I want Angela Jameson..."

[ Jimmy mutters under his breath. ]

Jimmy Stryker: " In more than one way.."

[ Rhiannon tilts her head, and inquires. ]

Rhiannon James: " What was that?"

Jimmy Stryker: " Nothing, I just said...I can't believe the trip started this way."

[ Rhiannon flutters her eyes at Jimmy. ]

Rhiannon James: " So does that mean you don't want to fight anymore?"

Jimmy Stryker: " Who ever really wants to fight all the time. I just need you to believe what I told you."

Rhiannon James: " Jimmy...it's just so insane."

Jimmy Stryker: " I need you to trust me.."

[ Rhiannon pauses then hugs Jimmy. ]

Rhiannon James: " Fine....I trust what you say to be true."

[ Jimmy smiles and chuckles. ]

Jimmy Stryker: " Ah...sucker..."

Rhiannon James: " What was that?"

[ Jimmy looks Rhiannon in the eyes and softly caress her face, and kisses her cheek.]

Jimmy Stryker: " I said...I love ya."

[ Rhiannon smiles and stands up. ]

Rhiannon James: " I love you too Jimmy...let's go freshen up.."

Jimmy Stryker: " Absolutely..."

[ Jimmy stands up and puts his arm around Rhiannon as the scene fades. ]