Re: "ADD" Derrick Allen/Jake Evans vs Cecilworth J. Farthington/Johnny Niles
"Looks like the kid finally gets it!"
[The grizzled veteran Jake Evans is seen watching the video of what Johnny Niles had to say, and he nods in agreement as the static is shown. He reaches up and pushes the button, turning the television off.]
"He finally understands ya can't run 'round the place tryin' to act like somebody else.
"It's all 'bout bein' an original.
"If you ain't yer own man, then you ain't shit...and that's been yer problem, John."
[Jake moves away from the television viewing area and walks over to a table where his gear is packed up. He is obviously preparing for the trip to Chain Reaction 11.]
"I learned that at an early age.
"Everyone wanted me to be like my Daddy. Expectin' me to wrassle like him, talk like him, act like im. Hell, they even wanted me to take his damn ring name too! I said no, I am who I am. I'm a Red Mountin, North Carolina redneck that has wrasslin' in his blood. I don't need to act like anybody else 'cause that'll be good 'nuff.
"But, at my core I'm angrier and meaner than my Daddy or Grandpappy ever were. I came to peace with it. I made my name because of it, both good and bad. I don't walk out claimin' to be sumthin' I'm not. Ya need to change that, John. I see it ragin' inside yer bones now. I see that always losin' is affectin' yer bein'."
[He looks up with a very small grin on his face.]
"Ya see, many of us can try to change and act like we are better or diff'rent. Ya see it all the time. Criminals who leave jail and try to avoid robbin' again or killin' again. In the mountains, we always had 'Shine Runners' that would make deals with the cops and claim they wanted to do sumthin' less dangerous. They would get work at a feed store or start changin' tires and pumpin' gas at the fillin' station on the corner.
"And after awhile, it gnawed at 'em to not be doin' what they really enjoyed. They wanted the feelin' of adrenaline when yer gettin' chased by the cops at high speeds in the back roads and any turn could lead to a major accident. They couldn't give up the criminal life no matter how hard they tried.
"It was in their blood. It's who they are and given enough time, any man will ALWAYS revert to their most base, true self."
[He sighs and continues packing his gear bag.]
"I have seen ya pull out all the stops since ya arrived in IWF. Ya have tried harder and harder to convince everyone of yer worth, and I think recently ya have been tryin' to convince yerself more than anyone because of how things are rollin' fer ya in the ring. Ya talk a good game, not great, but good. Ya came up short and probably should have been that retarded masked midget, but it just didn't happen.
"In yer case, Johnny, that losin' just may be what your core is about.
"Don't be ashamed, kiddo, the world needs lightweights too.
"Just be who ya are and stop panderin' to the masses. Make the losin' streak a chip on yer shoulder and have it motivate ya. It is the only chance ya got against me and Allen, I will gauaran-damn-tee ya that."
[He zips up the bag and looks up again.]
"Of course yer partner could be a problem. Not fer me, by any stretch, but fer you. I have heard of guys born with silver spoons in their mouths, but this guy looks like he was born with a brass stick up his ass.
"I dunno, perhaps he likes hard things up there..."
[He chuckles.]
"That reminds me of a story from my Shootfire days....I walked in the locker room one night and found Larry..."
[He stops himself from continuing because he bursts into laughter. Once his chuckles subside, Jake is back to his serious glare and he doesn't even finish his sentence.]
"Cecil, me and you have not had any reason to mix words or fists. Ya kinda stayed on yer side and dealt with yer stuff the past couple of shows, and I have too. That just means we haven't properly been introduced. You haven't stepped into the ring with true fear and anger.
"But that is changin' at Chain Reaction.
"Ya might wanna be preparin' for yer last night in IWF. Not because I'm angry at ya, or because I think yer sumthin' to be scared of. Just because people that tend to get in my way, end up smashed up and out of commission.
"Just ask Waltz."
[He takes the strap of the bag and puts it over his shoulder. He has packed up and opens a door from the large room to what looks like a garage. The camera quickly moves to stay in frotn of him and keep him in focus.]
"And I do want to win.
"Most of the time its 'nuff fer me to go out and just stomp a mudhole in someone's ass and cause them discomfort and pain. I'm happy with that more often than not, but this time is diff'rent. I'm at the stage in my career when I gotta start thinking about my legacy.
"And I'll be damned if it will say that I lost to a rag tag group of trash like you two. I don't like to lose. I can accept it if it is a by-god honest fight and I just got out done. But that don't happen often and hasn't happened in years.
"I want to win..."
[As he clears the opening in the garage, he stops taking steps and his stare gets even colder.]
"...and I'll do it by myself if I have to, Derrick."
[He walks up to a truck with mud all over the side. He opens the driver's door and tosses his bag inside.]
"I don't usually play well with others Derrick. I'll carry ya right along with me to that title match, but if you cross me, don't expect me to be very oblidgin'.
"I'm comin' to Chain Reaction to win...
"And no partner, opponent, fan, management, or even fuckin' traffic jam is gonna stop me from layin' everyone out with a Light's Out and takin' a title shot home."
[He climbs into the truck and slams the door shut. He looks through the open window before he starts it up.]
"After this show, IWF will begin to fully understand what I mean when I say that sooner or later....everybody will...
"Feel...
"The....
"Fear."
[He turned the key and the engine revs loudly as his window rolls up. He puts it in gear and takes off, spraying mud everywhere, eventually sending a stream of the nasty stuff toward the camera, blacking out the scene.]
