Post by samfinn on Mar 3, 2007 15:52:53 GMT -5
(Sam Finn is a tired man. He drove through most of the night on his bike, due to the poor road conditions and heavy traffic. He slept for a few hours on arrival, went to the gym for a bit and then went back to sleep. He ate a meal of chinese food about an hour ago. Finn is sitting on the end of his hotel bed, nibbling on the last of his ginger beef and talking on his cell phone.)
STORM: Carson, I'm on the way, okay? I was just - I was just grabbing a bite to eat first. What?
CHAZZ CARSON: I said, we're on live in twenty minutes! Get your ass down here!
STORM: Okay, okay. Umm, how do I get there again?
CHAZZ CARSON: Auugghhh. I'll send a car to get you. Just clean up a bit, this is WPVN, not CBC.
STORM: What's wrong with the CBC?
CHAZZ CARSON: They don't have me. Anyways, the car is on it's way. Take it easy.
(Click)
(Sam rises off the bed, and enters the bathroom. He wets his hands and runs them through his red hair.)
STORM: Perfect.
(His phone rings again.)
STORM: Hello?
DRIVER: Your WPVN car is here, (BLEEP)!
STORM: Who is - Beast Carry, is that you?
BEAST CARRY: Yeah! It's me! That son of a bitch Carson made the old man send me down here! In my car!
STORM: I see you. Be right down.
(Sam gets down to the ground floor, and hops in an old beater cadillac.)
BEAST CARRY: Alright. Let's go.
STORM: How far is the studio?
BEAST CARRY: It's three blocks away.
STORM: Convienient.
(The cadillac bounces along the road, takes a right turn and ends up in front of a three-floor TV studio. Sam opens the door and steps out before Beast can come to a stop.)
STORM: Carson, I'm on the way, okay? I was just - I was just grabbing a bite to eat first. What?
CHAZZ CARSON: I said, we're on live in twenty minutes! Get your ass down here!
STORM: Okay, okay. Umm, how do I get there again?
CHAZZ CARSON: Auugghhh. I'll send a car to get you. Just clean up a bit, this is WPVN, not CBC.
STORM: What's wrong with the CBC?
CHAZZ CARSON: They don't have me. Anyways, the car is on it's way. Take it easy.
(Click)
(Sam rises off the bed, and enters the bathroom. He wets his hands and runs them through his red hair.)
STORM: Perfect.
(His phone rings again.)
STORM: Hello?
DRIVER: Your WPVN car is here, (BLEEP)!
STORM: Who is - Beast Carry, is that you?
BEAST CARRY: Yeah! It's me! That son of a bitch Carson made the old man send me down here! In my car!
STORM: I see you. Be right down.
(Sam gets down to the ground floor, and hops in an old beater cadillac.)
BEAST CARRY: Alright. Let's go.
STORM: How far is the studio?
BEAST CARRY: It's three blocks away.
STORM: Convienient.
(The cadillac bounces along the road, takes a right turn and ends up in front of a three-floor TV studio. Sam opens the door and steps out before Beast can come to a stop.)