Post by Ravager on Nov 2, 2005 1:47:01 GMT -5
We are outside NAIT. Bill Fleming is filming a spot for NAPW Action!.
Bill Fleming: Well NAPW fans, we all know that the handicap match between The Viking and The Decapitators will be a brutal affair...
The camera goes over Bill's shoulder. Zooms in as Ravager is walking to a car. He opens the trunk, and pulls out a briefcase. He opens the case, and appears pleased by what's inside. He pulls out a cell phone, punches in number,and starts talking.
Bill Fleming: What's he saying? Can we get him on mic?
Camera moves closer as we can hear what Ravager is saying.
Ravager: Yes, it's all here. ... Don't start laying all those conditions on me. I'll do the job the way I see fit. The only reason I'm going to do this is because I already planned to be at ACTION on Thursday. This fits my plan nicely. But if you try to cross me... because I trust you as much as you trust me! If people knew you were going to stoop to this... Look, if you're smart you won't need me at all. I can just concentrate on scouting ... No, not because I'm worried. Because I'm smart. Watching your opponents lets you learn their weaknesses. Maybe you should try that instead of hiring me to bail you out of... language my boy! What would the fans think?... Yes yes. I'll see you Thursday.
[b]Ravager[/b] turns off phone. Bill Fleming approaches. [/i]
Bill Fleming: Ravager! What was that all about?
Ravager: You know I was just thinking I should tell everyone about my private business plans.
Bill Fleming: Really?
Ravager smacks Fleming hard upside the head.
Ravager: You'll have to wait until Thursday to find out. Just like everyone else. Now if you'll excuse me.
Ravager pushes Fleming out of the way, then knocks down the cameraman. The last shot we see is of Ravager's expensive shoes as he walks off into the night.
Bill Fleming: Well NAPW fans, we all know that the handicap match between The Viking and The Decapitators will be a brutal affair...
The camera goes over Bill's shoulder. Zooms in as Ravager is walking to a car. He opens the trunk, and pulls out a briefcase. He opens the case, and appears pleased by what's inside. He pulls out a cell phone, punches in number,and starts talking.
Bill Fleming: What's he saying? Can we get him on mic?
Camera moves closer as we can hear what Ravager is saying.
Ravager: Yes, it's all here. ... Don't start laying all those conditions on me. I'll do the job the way I see fit. The only reason I'm going to do this is because I already planned to be at ACTION on Thursday. This fits my plan nicely. But if you try to cross me... because I trust you as much as you trust me! If people knew you were going to stoop to this... Look, if you're smart you won't need me at all. I can just concentrate on scouting ... No, not because I'm worried. Because I'm smart. Watching your opponents lets you learn their weaknesses. Maybe you should try that instead of hiring me to bail you out of... language my boy! What would the fans think?... Yes yes. I'll see you Thursday.
[b]Ravager[/b] turns off phone. Bill Fleming approaches. [/i]
Bill Fleming: Ravager! What was that all about?
Ravager: You know I was just thinking I should tell everyone about my private business plans.
Bill Fleming: Really?
Ravager smacks Fleming hard upside the head.
Ravager: You'll have to wait until Thursday to find out. Just like everyone else. Now if you'll excuse me.
Ravager pushes Fleming out of the way, then knocks down the cameraman. The last shot we see is of Ravager's expensive shoes as he walks off into the night.