(CUTTO: New ERA President Marcus LaRoque’s backstage lockerroom. He steps into the room and closes the door as Chaos is still seated in front of his desk. LaRoque holds the rolled up contracts in the air.)
LaROQUE: “All right.. you got your deal, but I'm warning you... don't
pull this on me again.”
CHAOS: “Hey boss... no problem... I got what I want... and you're going to get much more then you want.”
(LaRoque goes to place the contracts in his pockets.)
CHAOS: “Hold on a minute... I'll take those.”
LaROQUE: “Why... you don't trust me?”
(Chaos extends an open palm.)
CHAOS: “This is wrestling, I don't trust anyone.”
(Chaos stands and reaches for the contract as LaRoque hands it over. Again the florescent bulb flickers and Chaos groans.)
CHAOS: “This really is annoying, Marcus... let me do you a favor..”
(He reaches up with his gloved hand and removes the bulb.)
LaROQUE: “Gee... I guess I should thank you.”
(Chaos taps his pocket with the signed contracts and holds up the light tube.)
CHAOS: “No boss... for what you just given me... I should thank you.”
(He smiles and closes the door on his way out. Marcus glances up at him as he takes a seat behind his desk… CUTTO: Ringside.)
GHEORGHE: “Now what is going on with Chaos and those contracts?”
JULIUS: “I don’t know and I don’t really give a shit. All I know is that the main event is still on, wooo!”
JIVE: “Marcus LaRoque … always willing to bend over and grab his ankles for his wrestlers…”
GHEORGHE: “Nick!”
JIVE: “Oh come on, Juliet is the only one with any pull around here. Everyone knows they can walk over LaRoque.”
JULIUS: “Speaking of that hot piece of ass, where is she? I haven’t seen her all night.”
GHEORGHE: “I’m sure Juliet is out back warming Turk up for his match tonight … but right now we’ve got a rematch from last RAUCOUS as Victoria Hawke tries to extract some revenge on Foxx!”
JIVE: “I wonder if either one of these two women need some .. warming up..”
GHEORGHE: “Oh come on! Let’s head to Carl Jacobs for the ring introductions.”
(CUTTO: Carl Jacobs in the ring as the lineup for the match comes on screen.)
(CUEUP: 'Beautiful Life' by Ace of Base as the fans start to boo. Hawke comes out, holding her nose while she walks down by the fans.)
JACOBS: “The following match up is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring hailing from Kiruna, Sweden…. VICTORIA HAWKE!”
(She gets to the ring and sprays perfume on the referee.)
JACOBS: “And her opponent….”
(CUEUP: 'Angelwitch' by Angelwitch. Foxx steps out from behind the curtain and the fans give a small pop to her as she makes her way to the ring.)
JACOBS: “Hailing from San Antonio, Texas… FOXX!!”
(Foxx slides in the ring and looks at Victoria Hawke.)
(SFX: Bell rings.)
GHEORGHE: “This should be a great match up!”
JIVE: “Hell yeah it has females.”
JULIUS: “Get use to looking at them from here, closest you will get.”
JIVE: “YOU SON OF A BI….”
GHEORGHE: “And Foxx walking up to Hawke and getting in her face. Hawke looking back and shouting. AND HAWKE SLAPS FOXX! Foxx turns her cheek and wipes her lips looking for blood…. SLAP TO HAWKE! Hawke goes to slap Foxx back, Foxx grabs the arm… fireman’s carry to the ring from Foxx.”
JULIUS: “Clever girl….”
JIVE: “Did you see the way her tits jiggled!?!”
JULIUS: “Perverted fuck.”
GHEORGHE: “Foxx working the arm of Hawke, Hawke working up. Foxx trying to maintain the arm Bar, Hawk pushing to the ropes... Irish whip off, Foxx on the rebound… shoulder tackle and Foxx is down!”
JULIUS: “Smart! Very Smart. She surprised Foxx with that.”
JIVE: “Whatever. They are hot is what is surprising.”
GHEORGHE: “Hawke looking surprised and bounces off the ropes, Foxx with a drop down, Hawke leaps over and continues running, Foxx with a second drop down, Hawke up and over again. Foxx to her feet…. HIP TOSS AND HAWKE HITS HARD!!!”
JULIUS: “And out she goes! Hawke sliding out of the ring to catch her breath.”
JIVE: “HERE COMES FOXX!!!!!!!”
GHEORGHE: “FOXX OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A FLYING PLANCHA!!!!!!”
JULIUS: “There’s your girl on girl action tonight Nick. Best you are going to see. By the way, Foxx needs to think before she executes, that move could have injured her more than Hawke.”
GHEORGHE: “That is true! Foxx lifting Hawke, and Hawke grabbing Foxx’s hair and forcing over the barricade! THIS IS TURNING TO AN ALL OUT CAT FIGHT!!!”
JIVE: “HOT!!”
JULIUS: “Victoria Hawke slamming Foxx’s head into the concrete floor! Foxx bridging over she mounted Hawke! Lefts and rights are flying, Hawk is searching for Foxx’s hair… NO! SHE JUST RIPPED OFF FOXX’S TOP!!!!!!”
JIVE: “WHAT! WHERE!?!”
GHEORGHE: “Over there! And Foxx with a forearm and lifting Hawke up, and forcing her over the barricade and into the ring. Foxx now topless follows. Hawke on her feet…. JAWBREAKER FROM FOXX!”
JIVE: “Nice move from Foxx….. very nice move… I think I can see through her bra.”
JULIUS: “Wake up asshole! Victoria Hawke is on her back.”
JIVE: “Just where I want her.”
JULIUS: “Foxx with the cover…. ONE... and kick out. Too early in the game for that as Foxx pulls Hawke up.”
GHEORGHE: “Foxx locking in for a suplex, she pumps… no she can’t get Hawke up, another attempt… still a no go, one more…. NO HAWKE ROLLS HER UP WITH THE SMALL PACKAGE AND USING THE ROPES….. ONE … TWO … THREE!”
JIVE: “NO! Kick out split second, and Hawke looks furious. Lifting Foxx up and shoving her in the corner.”
JULIUS: “DOWNSTRIKE CHOP!!!!!!”
CROWD: “WOOOOO!!!!!!”
JIVE: “Oh no, not on those wonderful pillows which I wish to lay me head on….”
CROWD: “WOOOO!!!!!”
JULIUS: “Hawke chopping the living hell out of Foxx as you can see her chest getting red.”
GHEORGHE: “And one more… NO! Foxx grabbing Victoria by the head with the corner reversal. And a chop!”
CROWD: “WOOO!!!”
GHEORGHE: “She gets on top of Hawk…. here comes the punches!”
CROWD: “1...2.…3.…..4.……5.…6.……7.…8.………9.…….10!”
GHEORGHE: “AND SHE TOSSES HAWK ACROSS THE RING WITH A MONKEY FLIP!!!!!!!”
JULIUS: “I have never seen two girls be so technical in a ring since Daymon and Starr! This is a wonderful match up!”
JIVE: “Especially with Foxx topless….”
GHEORGHE: “Foxx with the cover.. ONE …. TWO … no, kick out! Foxx lifting Hawke up, and shoots her to the ropes, Hawke rebounding, Foxx ducks down looking for a back drop… NO! Hawke holds the ropes… KICK TO THE FACE FROM HAWKE…. she bounces off the other ropes…. SWINGING NECK BREAKER!!!!!!!”
JULIUS: “Execution was perfect! She waited and sought the fucking chance. And BAM!”
JIVE: “I want to bam…..”
GHEORGHE: “Hawke using the ropes to get to her feet… Foxx holding her neck… Hawke getting on the turnbuckle…. SHES GONNA SOAR!!!! LEG DROP TO THE NECK OF FOXX AND THE COVER!!”
JIVE: “ONE …… TWO …… THREE!”
JULIUS: “NO!!!! THE REFEREE POINTING TO THE LEG OF FOXX AND SHOWING A FOOT ON THE ROPES!”
GHEORGHE: “Hawke pulling the leg off, recover…. ONE … TWO … KICKOUT!”
JIVE: “JUST END THIS MATCH!”
GHEORGHE: “Hawke pulling Foxx up and drives her to the corner…. she goes to whip her across… NO! Foxx with a re whip Hawke takes the corner and stumbles out and is bent over… FOXX GRABS THE WAIST! SIT DOWN PILE DRIVER AND HAWKE IS OUT COLD…. Wait a second…….”
JULIUS: “It’s KARLA STARR!!! KARLA STARR COMING TO THE RING AS THE REF IS CHECKING HAWKE!!!”
JIVE: “YES THREESOME!”
GHEORGHE: “Foxx turns around…. STARR WITH A SUPERKICK… NO! FOXX DUCKS AND STARR NAILS THE REFEREE!!!!”
JULIUS: “Oh no.”
JIVE: “Starr calling for another referee…. wait a second…”
GHEORGHE: “CAITLYN DAYMON!!!! CAITLYN DAYMON RUNNING TO THE RING IN A REFEREE OUTFIT!!! AND SHE KICKS STARR OUT OF THE RING!”
JULIUS: “THIS IS AWSOME!”
JIVE: “Hawke is on her feet and Foxx is still yelling at Foxx .. Daymon is the new referee…. only in New ERA!”
GHEORGHE: “Hawke is on her feet….. Foxx turning around…. KICK TO THE GUT….. AND A SHARP CLOTHES LINE! HAWKE ON THE TOPE ROPE…. I TIDEN!!”
JIVE: “NO!! FOXX GETS HIE KNEES UP! HAWKE IS DOWN! FOXX RUNNING UP THE TURNBUCKLE! VIXEN DIVE!!”
GHEORGHE: ““ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!”
(SFX: Bell rings.)
JACOBS: “Here is your winner….. FOXX!!!”
GHEORGHE: “What a match up from these two ladies.”
(CUTTO: John Doe and Jonathan Marx outside President LaRoque’s Office backstage.)
MARX: “You sure this is going to work?”
DOE: “Yes, trust me. I have been working on this for weeks.”
(Doe starts “crying” as they knock on the door.)
GHEORGHE: “I KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP EARLIER! Doe was faking it!”
JIVE: “But why?”
(Someone yells “Come in..” Doe opens the door and starts crying as Marx begins to rub his back. LaRoque hasn’t looked up yet.)
LaROQUE: “Come on, Chao…”
(He looks up and sees Doe and Marx.)
LaROQUE: “John, you ok? (Doe shakes his head) I saw what happened out in the ring, and as you know, I do have an open door policy … so come on in.”
(Doe and Marx walk in the office. They take a seat in front of him, Doe still sobbing in his hands.)
LaROQUE: “Now John, listen to me, I can’t have you all crying and being upset about the whole Rabesque thing. I am sure he will come back. Now listen.. I need you to pull yourself together for the Main Event tonight.”
(Doe shakes his head.)
DOE: “I…failed…”
(“Cries” harder.)
MARX: “Mr. LaRoque, I know ties with DREDD are not the best with New ERA, but my friend is mentally depressed. He has agreed to wrestle tonight, but is requesting a week off to get over the fact Jean has left..”
LaROQUE: “Err, I guess we can do that. We do need you at your mental best.”
(Doe hands LaRoque a piece of paper. Pointing to the dotted line..)
LaROQUE: “What’s this?”
MARX: “Oh! That’s the one week release form sir.”
LaROQUE: “Oh. Of course.”
(He signs and hands it back to Doe. Doe stops crying and starts to laugh. He laughs harder.)
LaROQUE: “What the hell is GOING ON!!”
(Doe stands up and looks at the paper. A smiling Marx stands up as well and Doe gives him a high five!)
DOE: “YES! YES YES YES YES YES! UH! Can you feel it! Huh can you! Thank you. Happy Anniversary LaRoque, you just signed RAUCOUS over to DREDD for next week.
(LaRoque’s eyes open wide as he slams his fist on the desk.. DREDD can hardly keep upright as they laugh their way out of his office.)
GHEORGHE: “He faked it…. he faked the whole thing earlier to gain sympathy from the boss.”
JIVE: “DREDD owns RAUCOUS for a week..”
