[The camera turns on thus once again allowing you to enter the world in which you are not otherwise allowed to enter. So feel very grateful that for some reason you are allowed to enter this world in which well, yeah, which is better than yours. As the camera fades in we notice that we're inside a car this time, driving along and riding with the like of Justin Payne. The car that he's driving seems very run down to say the least, it has a brown interior in which seems to be made mostly of plastic. We're not sure which type of car it is, but from the clothes that Justin usually wears it's probably old and cheap. Justin himself is wearing a faded gray shirt or at least it seems to be gray. He's just driving along and randomly moving his hands on the wheel with movement of the road.]
"Damn, drivers! Always so rude! Fucking idiots! Get off the road!"
[Justin slams his hand hard onto the steering wheel.]
"Fuck! These idiots are about as dumb as Mitch Morrison. I mean seriously in what world does Mitch get off thinking that we're that stupid! What kind of producer does he have too? I mean does he think we're all that idiotic that we don't know who that random guy is? And seriously random guy? We all know who that is. Couldn't you have just told us who that was? I mean, ugh.. FUCK!! Who the hell drives like that? So Mitch, I'm going to fast forward this whole random guy gimmick. Listen folks... this is the truth coming right at you. This random guy is none other than good old.....
[Just as Justin Payne is about to announce who the random guy is the entire car is slammed into. Or rather a car slams into Justin's car. The entire scene isn't seen. But the camera reopens as medical crews have discovered Justin's car in a ditch on the side of a highway. We see a few couple cars, a ambulance and two random emergency vehicles. They're using the jaws of life on a cheap car it's a older red Pontiac. There's numerous guys running around acting crazy as they finally begin peeling away the roof of the car and attempting to pull Justin out from the car. The camera fades to black again. This time it opens inside a hospital, we're in the waiting room. The waiting room is bland to say the least a few random people are there that we've never seen before, mostly probably because they're waiting for people of their own that are in need of help. But we notice a few familiar faces it's Marty Sleaze and Mike Live. They're sitting side by side, fairly odd, as the two of them have little in common. Especially their looks as Mike Live is wearing a suit and Marty Sleaze is wearing a sweat suit. Marty's hair is a mess, while Mike's is neatly styled. They're both sitting there somewhat nervous.]
Marty Sleaze: "I hope he's okay."
Mike Live: "He's a tough guy. He's been in worst situations."
Marty Sleaze: "Tougher than a car hitting him?"
Mike Live: "Gravity is tougher. He's taken some of the craziest falls I've ever seen. And most of them weren't with any padding like the inside of the car."
Marty Sleaze: "You think he'll be okay for the big show?"
Mike Live: "I don't know. I doubt the doctors will allow it."
Marty Sleaze: "What are you going to do?"
Mike Live: "We probably shouldn't be thinking about that. Justin's life is at stake here."
Marty Sleaze: "I know. But what if.."
Mike Live: "We're not going to start wondering all the what ifs.. We're going to sit here for Justin. We're going to be strong for him. Have you called his wife?"
Marty Sleaze: "His ex-wife? Yeah, I called her."
Mike Live: "They got divorced?"
Marty Sleaze: "Yeah, a couple years ago. Things just went down hill after his wrestling career kind of faded away. He started drinking a lot and well, they fought constantly. I was over for the weekend once and well, let's just put it this way. Justin missed wrestling. He needed it."
Mike Live: "Hopefully he'll get that back."
[A nurse walks up to the two men wearing blue nurses' pants and a colorful floral shirt. She's about in her mid-30s with short brown hair slightly above her jaw line. She is carrying a clip board and pauses for a second than interrupts the two men.]
Nurse: "Excuse me, are you Justin Payne's family?"
Mike Live: "Family, not exactly. Friends and business partners, yes."
Nurse: "Is there a member of his family here?"
Mike Live: "His ex-wife hasn't arrived yet. But we're here."
Nurse: "Hmmm.. Well, we usually don't tell people outside of the immediate family things, but I guess this will have to do."
Marty Sleaze: "What's wrong with Justin?"
[The nurse seems to be put off by the look and interruption of Marty Sleaze.]
Nurse: "Justin Payne has suffered numerous bruises and cuts. He has interior bleeding and may have a few broken ribs. We're not going to examine him via x-rays until his interior bleeding has gone down."
Marty Sleaze: "Will he be okay?"
Nurse: "In due time, he should be okay. But we just are hoping the swelling and bleeding will go down."
Mike Live: "When can we see him?"
Marty Sleaze: "Yeah, when can we?"
Nurse: "The doctors are advising at least a few more hours until anyone can go in and see him."
Mike Live: "Even his immediate family?"
Nurse: "Well, yes. No one. He needs his rest."
[The camera cuts away. We open up back inside Mike Live's office, where we originally met him. This time the camera is off to the side and not head onto his desk as we once saw. This time as well, we notice that Marty Sleaze as well as Mitch Morrison has joined him in the office. Marty's clothing hasn't changed since we've last seen him. As for Mike Live, his hair remains neat and he's still wearing a suit, yet, his tie has definitely changed, as his tie is now blue with some sort of pattern on it. Mitch Morrison on the other hand, he's wearing a sports coat and a red polo shirt under it. His hair is kept up nicely as well. Mike Live is sitting in his chair or at least we assume it's his chair behind the desk. As Mitch is sitting on a couch across from, a black leather coach to be exact. While Marty is sitting in a chair in between the two others.]
Mike Live: "Well, I've asked you two to come here so we can discuss the issue of Justin Payne."
Marty Sleaze: "The issue?"
[Marty seems emotionally upset.]
Mike Live: "Issue as in the problem that has arisen with his accident."
Marty Sleaze: "His accident? He was forced off the road! A car slammed into the side of his. This isn't no accident!"
Mike Live: "Marty, please calm down. We don't know that for sure. The police are handling that case. We have things we have to deal with as well."
[Mike tries to clam Marty down, but it doesn't seem like it's working to well.]
Marty Sleaze: "Deal with? What do you mean?"
Mike Live: "We have a huge event coming up. It was meant to be our comeback event and now we've had a huge set back."
Marty Sleaze: "Now.. Justin needs one.."
Mitch Morrison: "Marty, calm down. Let Mike talk."
Marty Sleaze: "You would like me to shut up. Wouldn't you?"
[Mitch now tries to calm down Marty.]
Mitch Morrison: "Marty, chill."
Marty Sleaze: "I'm not going to chill. Not until the person who did this comes clean."
Mitch Morrison: "Let the cops handle it man."
Mike Live: "We need to move on. We need to recover here."
Mitch Morrison: "So who's going to be my opponent?"
Mike Live: "Well, Marty. That's why I invited you here. Do you think you could fill in for Justin?"
Mitch Morrison: "Whoa."
[Mitch now seems overly shocked.]
Marty Sleaze: "Whoa what? Don't you think I'm capable?"
Mitch Morrison: "It's not that I don't think your capable."
Mike Live: "Mitch!"
Mitch Morrison: "Can I finish?"
Mike Live: "Mitch, be nice."
Mitch Morrison: "Mike, let me do this."
[Mike nods.]
Mitch Morrison: "Marty, who's going to show up?"
Marty Sleaze: "What? If it's me, it's going to be me?"
Mitch Morrison: "Which of your many faces? Are you going to be Super Marty?"
Marty Sleaze: "Do you want me to?"
Mitch Morrison: "Are you going to be the F'N Sleaze? Who are you going to be? You have so many alter egos. Hell, bi-polar is a understatement for you."
Mike Live: "Mitch, be nice."
Mitch Morrison: "Be nice?"
Mike Live: "The guys best friend is in the hospital."
Mitch Morrison: "His best friend is in his head."
Marty Sleaze: "Who should I be?"
Mitch Morrison: "I don't know. Be a man. Try that one for a change."
Marty Sleaze: "For a change?"
Mitch Morrison: "This is probably going to be your biggest opportunity ever. A match with me. You should be so lucky."
Marty Sleaze: "Should I be Lucky Sleaze?"
Mitch Morrison: "So now your going to be a 1930s Italian gangster?"
Marty Sleaze: "That would be wrong?"
Mitch Morrison: "Obviously."
Marty Sleaze: "What's wrong with who I am?"
Mitch Morrison: "What isn't?"
Mike Live: "Mitch, I hired Marty for who he is. Not who you want him to be."
Mitch Morrison: "Mike, with all do respect. Marty hasn't made it yet. He's older than me, he still hasn't had his big break. The most those fans know him as is the stupid guy who prays to the so-called super hero Gods. That's nothing. That's not a person in which deserves a shot at me."
Mike Live: "Then who is? Who's good enough to fight off against the holy then thou great one known as Mitch Morrison!?"
Mitch Morrison: "Is anyone?"
[Mitch begins laughing. While the others don't seem all that amused.]
Marty Sleaze: "Okay, stop all of this. We need to break it down. Up until two days ago, Justin was going to face you. Now, he's in the hospital, he's not going to make it. So you need a new opponent. And Mike over there has presented me as the one. Yet, you have pushed me down. You have portrayed me as a person who is no good. A dirty loser. That's who you think I am. So if that's the case. I shall unload myself. I shall show you who I really am. I'll be the person who is the correct challenger to you. Who has the respect of you and your so-called fans. So if you are all set with that I would like to leave. I would like to go and find out how Justin's doing. If that's alright with you."
[Mitch and Mike both seem overly shocked by the bombshell that Marty has just dropped. Marty meanwhile stands up and begins to walk away. As Mitch Morrison stops and stands in front of his path out of the office.]
Mitch Morrison: "Marty, shall as you have been saying. Shall we dance the dance? Let's see how ready you are."
Mike Live: "I can't wait to see this one."
Marty Sleaze: "You know what.... you can call me Martin."
[Marty or now rather Martin walks by Mitch and out of the office as the camera turns off.]
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