Post by Bruce "The Beast" Richards on Jan 21, 2006 19:42:36 GMT -5
(The scene opens at the end of the latest D-X PSA. The P.O.V. doesn’t come from the main camera, however; instead it comes from the left of the shot, and we see film equipment and lights as THE NEW & IMPROVED D-X wraps up their promo.)
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Kyle! We've got stuff to do!
(STYLIN' KYLE ROBERTS walks off with BRUCE "THE BEAST" RICHARDS, looking behind to the stage and miming "Call me.")
PROMO DIRECTOR: And cut! That was great, everyone, just great. I think we have all we need for today. Thanks for letting us cut in on your rehearsal.
DRAMA DIRECTOR: No, thank you. Our little production can use all the publicity we can get.
(The camera follows STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS as he pulls on his coat. BRUCE “THE BEAST” RICHARDS comes up beside him.)
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Hey, man, good job on that promo. I could really feel the insanity.
KYLE ROBERTS: Uh, yeah, thanks Bruce. You did a good job too. (Looks over BRUCE’s shoulder anxiously.) I think this could be our best PSA yet!
BRUCE RICHARDS:: I don’t know about that, Kyle. You seemed a little distracted, not quite as focused as usual.
KYLE ROBERTS: Yeah, well, sorry about that. I’ve got a lot on my mind. (Picks up his knapsack and slings it over his shoulder.) Sorry to bust out of here Bruce, but I got to “get to steppin’”.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: What’s the rush? You got to be somewhere?
KYLE ROBERTS: Yeah, well, I promised Amy I’d pick her up from work today; we’re going to see Narnia tonight. (BRUCE raises an eyebrow.) Come on, man, it wasn’t my choice, Amy wanted to see it.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: So, just a relaxing evening out at the movies with Amy, huh?
KYLE ROBERTS: Yeah. I’ll see you tomorrow at the gym, okay—
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Because I got a call from Amy this morning before the shoot.
KYLE ROBERTS: Oh?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Yeah. Seems you promised to drive her to work today, but you never showed up, and she was wondering where you were. She told me to tell you that she’d really appreciate it if you made her dinner tonight, because she was closing the store.
KYLE ROBERTS: (nervously) Oh yeah, right. Uh, well I was actually going to see Coach, get a late workout in, prepare for Monday’s match.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Good idea. Think I’ll join you.
KYLE ROBERTS: No!! No, that’s okay, I think I just need some one-on-one training.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Look, cut the crap, Kyle. I know where you’re going. You’re going to see Tiffany again.
KYLE ROBERTS: (pause) So what if I am?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Dammit, you need to stop focusing on that bimbo and get your head in the game!
KYLE ROBERTS: I know, I know, we should be worried about The Dudes, but I just thought if I put Amy off-balance that Cam and Mike would—
BRUCE RICHARDS:: The Dudes? Forget about The Dudes for a second, okay? How about The Crimes? You remember The Crimes, right? The ones who actually have the belts? The bigger threat? We talked about taking some time out last night to look over their tapes, and you blew it off, saying you were going to stay home and watch some old D-X / Dudes matches. You’re so focused on The Dudes that you’re not thinking straight. (pause) Or maybe it’s not The Dudes you’re obsessing about.
KYLE ROBERTS: What are you trying to say, Bruce?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: (sighs) Kyle, you know I’ve never really seen eye-to-eye with Amy on…well on pretty much anything. But we got to talking this morning, and we’re both concerned that maybe you’re taking this Tiffany thing a little too far.
KYLE ROBERTS: Don’t be ridiculous, Bruce. (Turns to walk away, but BRUCE RICHARDS grabs him by the coat collar and turns him around again.)
BRUCE RICHARDS:: So I’m being ridiculous? Tell me, Kyle, where were you this morning when Amy needed you to drive her to work? Were you at the mall, maybe? Were you at GUESS JEANS?
KYLE ROBERTS: (Another pause, then KYLE ROBERTS slowly backs a few paces away from his partner, who drops the grip on his collar.) …all right, Bruce. Let’s say you’re right and I’ve been worried too much about The Dudes. So let’s just forget about them. Forget about how they insulted us by trying to take both of our belts in less than two months. Forget about how they ran in and ruined our match. Forget about how they handed The Crimes our belts on a silver platter. Is that what you want me to do? Because I just can’t do it.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Look, Kyle, I don’t want to upset you, but…I guess I was a little worried about the match. (pause) And about you.
KYLE ROBERTS: (sarcastically) Thanks, Bruce. That means a lot. (Looks up.) It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Tell you what. Let’s forget all about this for now. We have to focus on our match.
KYLE ROBERTS: I guess you’re right. Since Amy’s gone for the night, what say I make up for my absence last night? Meet at my apartment in about an hour, we have a few beers and look over the tapes. (Pulls out his cell phone.) I’ll even grab a pizza, my treat.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: (smiles) That’s the Stylin’ Kyle I teamed up with. Okay, I’ll see you at 6:00.
KYLE ROBERTS: (dialing the phone) Take my keys in case I’m late in getting the pizza. (Tosses the keys to BRUCE RICHARDS, who catches them and waves as he walks away.) Hello, Panago? Yes, I’d like to order a pizza…for pick-up please…
(KYLE ROBERTS watches his partner walk out the door, then hangs up the phone and puts it in his coat pocket. Smiling grimly, he walks to the rear doors as the camera fades to black.)
STYLIN' KYLE ROBERTS used with permission.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Kyle! We've got stuff to do!
(STYLIN' KYLE ROBERTS walks off with BRUCE "THE BEAST" RICHARDS, looking behind to the stage and miming "Call me.")
PROMO DIRECTOR: And cut! That was great, everyone, just great. I think we have all we need for today. Thanks for letting us cut in on your rehearsal.
DRAMA DIRECTOR: No, thank you. Our little production can use all the publicity we can get.
(The camera follows STYLIN’ KYLE ROBERTS as he pulls on his coat. BRUCE “THE BEAST” RICHARDS comes up beside him.)
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Hey, man, good job on that promo. I could really feel the insanity.
KYLE ROBERTS: Uh, yeah, thanks Bruce. You did a good job too. (Looks over BRUCE’s shoulder anxiously.) I think this could be our best PSA yet!
BRUCE RICHARDS:: I don’t know about that, Kyle. You seemed a little distracted, not quite as focused as usual.
KYLE ROBERTS: Yeah, well, sorry about that. I’ve got a lot on my mind. (Picks up his knapsack and slings it over his shoulder.) Sorry to bust out of here Bruce, but I got to “get to steppin’”.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: What’s the rush? You got to be somewhere?
KYLE ROBERTS: Yeah, well, I promised Amy I’d pick her up from work today; we’re going to see Narnia tonight. (BRUCE raises an eyebrow.) Come on, man, it wasn’t my choice, Amy wanted to see it.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: So, just a relaxing evening out at the movies with Amy, huh?
KYLE ROBERTS: Yeah. I’ll see you tomorrow at the gym, okay—
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Because I got a call from Amy this morning before the shoot.
KYLE ROBERTS: Oh?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Yeah. Seems you promised to drive her to work today, but you never showed up, and she was wondering where you were. She told me to tell you that she’d really appreciate it if you made her dinner tonight, because she was closing the store.
KYLE ROBERTS: (nervously) Oh yeah, right. Uh, well I was actually going to see Coach, get a late workout in, prepare for Monday’s match.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Good idea. Think I’ll join you.
KYLE ROBERTS: No!! No, that’s okay, I think I just need some one-on-one training.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Look, cut the crap, Kyle. I know where you’re going. You’re going to see Tiffany again.
KYLE ROBERTS: (pause) So what if I am?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Dammit, you need to stop focusing on that bimbo and get your head in the game!
KYLE ROBERTS: I know, I know, we should be worried about The Dudes, but I just thought if I put Amy off-balance that Cam and Mike would—
BRUCE RICHARDS:: The Dudes? Forget about The Dudes for a second, okay? How about The Crimes? You remember The Crimes, right? The ones who actually have the belts? The bigger threat? We talked about taking some time out last night to look over their tapes, and you blew it off, saying you were going to stay home and watch some old D-X / Dudes matches. You’re so focused on The Dudes that you’re not thinking straight. (pause) Or maybe it’s not The Dudes you’re obsessing about.
KYLE ROBERTS: What are you trying to say, Bruce?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: (sighs) Kyle, you know I’ve never really seen eye-to-eye with Amy on…well on pretty much anything. But we got to talking this morning, and we’re both concerned that maybe you’re taking this Tiffany thing a little too far.
KYLE ROBERTS: Don’t be ridiculous, Bruce. (Turns to walk away, but BRUCE RICHARDS grabs him by the coat collar and turns him around again.)
BRUCE RICHARDS:: So I’m being ridiculous? Tell me, Kyle, where were you this morning when Amy needed you to drive her to work? Were you at the mall, maybe? Were you at GUESS JEANS?
KYLE ROBERTS: (Another pause, then KYLE ROBERTS slowly backs a few paces away from his partner, who drops the grip on his collar.) …all right, Bruce. Let’s say you’re right and I’ve been worried too much about The Dudes. So let’s just forget about them. Forget about how they insulted us by trying to take both of our belts in less than two months. Forget about how they ran in and ruined our match. Forget about how they handed The Crimes our belts on a silver platter. Is that what you want me to do? Because I just can’t do it.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Look, Kyle, I don’t want to upset you, but…I guess I was a little worried about the match. (pause) And about you.
KYLE ROBERTS: (sarcastically) Thanks, Bruce. That means a lot. (Looks up.) It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?
BRUCE RICHARDS:: Tell you what. Let’s forget all about this for now. We have to focus on our match.
KYLE ROBERTS: I guess you’re right. Since Amy’s gone for the night, what say I make up for my absence last night? Meet at my apartment in about an hour, we have a few beers and look over the tapes. (Pulls out his cell phone.) I’ll even grab a pizza, my treat.
BRUCE RICHARDS:: (smiles) That’s the Stylin’ Kyle I teamed up with. Okay, I’ll see you at 6:00.
KYLE ROBERTS: (dialing the phone) Take my keys in case I’m late in getting the pizza. (Tosses the keys to BRUCE RICHARDS, who catches them and waves as he walks away.) Hello, Panago? Yes, I’d like to order a pizza…for pick-up please…
(KYLE ROBERTS watches his partner walk out the door, then hangs up the phone and puts it in his coat pocket. Smiling grimly, he walks to the rear doors as the camera fades to black.)
STYLIN' KYLE ROBERTS used with permission.