Steve
the EX-QUEEN of FW~!
(FADEIN: The green tint of night vision goggles coat the screen. The view pans left and right, but it’s out of focus.)
VOICE: You said these were auto focus. I can’t see ****.
VOICE: They are auto focus you moron. Here, let me see.
VOICE: Stop it, Adrian you’re gonna make me fall.
VOICE: Melton just giv--- (WHOOMP! Adrian Evans loses his balances and falls.)
VOICE: Wait, I got it! (The picture sharpens and we see inside a window of a house into the living room. The tv is on but the couch is empty. Melton pans right into another window.) There it is Adrian! (ZOOM! The scope loses focus again, but when it clears we see the ULTRATITLE in a glass enclosure. It’s a magnificent 4 foot trophy made of Gold and sugar and spice. Probably topped off with everything that’s nice to boot. The ULTRATITLE is lit by four spotlights.)
MELTON: There she is. She’s still beautiful after all these years. (The picture is engulfed by Adrian Evan’s pudgy little face. He’s not a happy man. He reaches to strangle Melton.) Adrian stand down! That’s an order! Whoaaaaaaaa.
CRASH!
EVANS: Here we go. (Evans rips the scope from Melton’s hands, after the ten foot fall from the big oak in the front yard, Joey broke his fall. Both men are dressed in all black, cat burglars in another life. He sits on the two-time ULTRATITLE winner’s chest, and looks through the view finder.)
(CUTTO: A large, Hispanic man dancing through the room. He’s wearing a red CSWA ANNIVERSARY bathrobe. The man dances carelessly, the robe clings on for dear life.)
EVANS: Oh heavens.
MELTON: I can’t move. Literally.
EVANS: Roberto is commando.
(CUTTO: Roberto Ortiz, aka EL Nino losing the bath robe and sliding across the room’s wooden floor ala Tom Cruise in “Risky Business.” El Nino was a CSWA legend years ago. Part of the legendary tag team, “CLAM – CRAZY LIKE A MUPPET.” He did what was asked by the company and made easy money in the process. Why he’s dancing nude on a Thursday night is anyone’s guess.)
MELTON: Now you know why he’s on the Girl Scout’s “Do Not Deliver” list.
EVANS: Who are you to talk you’re on there as well.
MELTON: No, I can’t buy candy from the volleyball team, there’s a difference.
EVANS: Right.
MELTON: Do we need to have the age of consent lesson again.
EVANS: No, no we don’t. I shouldn’t even be here Melton. If they find out I called in sick for – THIS. I could get fired.
MELTON: You’ll get fired eventually once they realize you’re embezzling thousands.
EVANS: Yes, but I’d like to prolong the inevitable for as long as I can, Melton.
MELTON: (pushes Evans off his chest) Get off me, it’s just like this fat bastard to upload the security video onto the internet. People already think I’m…well…
EVANS: You’re 49 and unmarried. You’re neat. And you moisturize more than most women I know. Yeah, the Melton is gay bandwagon left station a while ago, Hoss.
MELTON: I’m 48 (Melton dusts himself off) you cretin! Don’t age me.
EVANS: I’m sorry you’re a few months from being 49.
MELTON: And I look ten years younger. And feel – (Joey stretches his back.)
EVANS: Uh huh..go on.
MELTON: It’s not the years Adrian, it’s the mileage. Look, this is it. Just the mere thought of climbing into the ring right now with someone like Dan Ryan is enough to **** my pants.
EVANS: I thought that was you!
MELTON: It was a ten foot fall, and I told you I wanted to hit up the Barnes and Nobles bathroom before we came out here!
EVANS: Barnes and Nobles has been closed for eight months!
MELTON: Precisely! Help me to this window, fool.
(Evans and Melton walk gingerly to the nearest window.)
MELTON: Point is, this is it for me Adrian. I don’t have much left, but I need to believe I have enough.
EVANS: Have you see Ryan lately? He’s smuggling his HGH from Mexico now, it’s the untested **** that may double as a chemical weapon.
MELTON: I have to do this Adrian.
EVANS: Why? Why put the target on your back. Why not return Troy’s phone calls and let her make an honest woman out of you. Settle down, just enjoy your twilight years.
MELTON: If you say twilight years one more time..
EVANS: Too soon…
MELTON: I’m in deep enough with Lindsay. We’re sorta at a stage where things need to air out a bit.
EVANS: What’d you do now…
MELTON: Can we not discuss this whilst we’re trying to break in and enter? (Melton shoves a screw driver through the bottom of the window.) I want to leave with something Adrian. I want to leave this business remembered as the Joey Melton everybody loves.
EVANS: You’re banned in three countries and promotions stopped calling you a couple years ago…
MELTON: Wise ass. I want what’s mine! The ULTRATITLE is my baby. She’s a big part of my legacy. And I let it slip last time. I lost everything in pursuit of that trophy. Calvin Carlton, Momma Carlton’s bankroll, my last shot at glory, and…it was the beginning of the end for me and Lindsay. If I can win it again. I can leave this business with something most of us don’t get to have. Peace of mind.
EVANS: I understand.
MELTON: It won’t be easy, Adrian. Maybe it can’t even be done, but I need you in this with me. I –
EVANS: You have nobody else.
MELTON: Together. One last ride. You and me Adrian. Let’s shake the pillars of Hell. Melton and his half-man half-amazing will beat the odds and make history! (Melton sounds and looks downright giddy.) But first, I want to really get what’s mine back.
EVANS: (CUTTO – Adrian looking in at the ULTRATITLE) That’s YOUR ULTRATITLE title? The first one?
MELTON: Yes. I had a straight flush Adrian. The odds were, well I don’t know what they were but come on who loses with a straight flush?!
EVANS: Yet we’re here trying to take back your trophy.
(Melton bangs on the back of the screw driver. The window flies open.)
MELTON: Oh, thank you. (looks away from El Nino and back to Adrian) she’s been gone long enough. Wha---
(EL Nino grabs Melton by the collar.)
MELTON: No, Roberto I still haven’t lived down the Windham teab---
EL NINO: You lost her to me ten years ago Joseph!
EVANS: I’m gonna be sick…
MELTON: Nino, you card cheat – (POP!!)
(EL Nino pops Melton in the face with a right hand. He flies backwards into the arms of Adrian Evans.)
NINO: Seems like old times, senor! (Nino laughs and slams the window shut.)
MELTON: Tell me that’s the night vision scope poking into my back right now Adrian..
EVANS: That’s the night vision scope….
(Melton rolls to his feet. Its hell getting older.)
EVANS: You still have one trophy, the second you won… just… (beat) Oh, you didn’t.
MELTON: No, I didn’t. Troy did. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
EVANS: You’re hopeless, Melton.
MELTON: No, there’s one more chance. And this time, when I win it, I won’t let it go.
(A German Sheppard comes around the corner BARKING manically.)
(Evans and Melton take off running.)
EVANS: We’re off to an inauspicious start. Well done, mate.
MELTON: I only have to beat one man at a time. Right, Adrian?
(Adrian looks back at the dog gaining on him.)
EVANS: You bastard!
(FADEOUT)
VOICE: You said these were auto focus. I can’t see ****.
VOICE: They are auto focus you moron. Here, let me see.
VOICE: Stop it, Adrian you’re gonna make me fall.
VOICE: Melton just giv--- (WHOOMP! Adrian Evans loses his balances and falls.)
VOICE: Wait, I got it! (The picture sharpens and we see inside a window of a house into the living room. The tv is on but the couch is empty. Melton pans right into another window.) There it is Adrian! (ZOOM! The scope loses focus again, but when it clears we see the ULTRATITLE in a glass enclosure. It’s a magnificent 4 foot trophy made of Gold and sugar and spice. Probably topped off with everything that’s nice to boot. The ULTRATITLE is lit by four spotlights.)
MELTON: There she is. She’s still beautiful after all these years. (The picture is engulfed by Adrian Evan’s pudgy little face. He’s not a happy man. He reaches to strangle Melton.) Adrian stand down! That’s an order! Whoaaaaaaaa.
CRASH!
EVANS: Here we go. (Evans rips the scope from Melton’s hands, after the ten foot fall from the big oak in the front yard, Joey broke his fall. Both men are dressed in all black, cat burglars in another life. He sits on the two-time ULTRATITLE winner’s chest, and looks through the view finder.)
(CUTTO: A large, Hispanic man dancing through the room. He’s wearing a red CSWA ANNIVERSARY bathrobe. The man dances carelessly, the robe clings on for dear life.)
EVANS: Oh heavens.
MELTON: I can’t move. Literally.
EVANS: Roberto is commando.
(CUTTO: Roberto Ortiz, aka EL Nino losing the bath robe and sliding across the room’s wooden floor ala Tom Cruise in “Risky Business.” El Nino was a CSWA legend years ago. Part of the legendary tag team, “CLAM – CRAZY LIKE A MUPPET.” He did what was asked by the company and made easy money in the process. Why he’s dancing nude on a Thursday night is anyone’s guess.)
MELTON: Now you know why he’s on the Girl Scout’s “Do Not Deliver” list.
EVANS: Who are you to talk you’re on there as well.
MELTON: No, I can’t buy candy from the volleyball team, there’s a difference.
EVANS: Right.
MELTON: Do we need to have the age of consent lesson again.
EVANS: No, no we don’t. I shouldn’t even be here Melton. If they find out I called in sick for – THIS. I could get fired.
MELTON: You’ll get fired eventually once they realize you’re embezzling thousands.
EVANS: Yes, but I’d like to prolong the inevitable for as long as I can, Melton.
MELTON: (pushes Evans off his chest) Get off me, it’s just like this fat bastard to upload the security video onto the internet. People already think I’m…well…
EVANS: You’re 49 and unmarried. You’re neat. And you moisturize more than most women I know. Yeah, the Melton is gay bandwagon left station a while ago, Hoss.
MELTON: I’m 48 (Melton dusts himself off) you cretin! Don’t age me.
EVANS: I’m sorry you’re a few months from being 49.
MELTON: And I look ten years younger. And feel – (Joey stretches his back.)
EVANS: Uh huh..go on.
MELTON: It’s not the years Adrian, it’s the mileage. Look, this is it. Just the mere thought of climbing into the ring right now with someone like Dan Ryan is enough to **** my pants.
EVANS: I thought that was you!
MELTON: It was a ten foot fall, and I told you I wanted to hit up the Barnes and Nobles bathroom before we came out here!
EVANS: Barnes and Nobles has been closed for eight months!
MELTON: Precisely! Help me to this window, fool.
(Evans and Melton walk gingerly to the nearest window.)
MELTON: Point is, this is it for me Adrian. I don’t have much left, but I need to believe I have enough.
EVANS: Have you see Ryan lately? He’s smuggling his HGH from Mexico now, it’s the untested **** that may double as a chemical weapon.
MELTON: I have to do this Adrian.
EVANS: Why? Why put the target on your back. Why not return Troy’s phone calls and let her make an honest woman out of you. Settle down, just enjoy your twilight years.
MELTON: If you say twilight years one more time..
EVANS: Too soon…
MELTON: I’m in deep enough with Lindsay. We’re sorta at a stage where things need to air out a bit.
EVANS: What’d you do now…
MELTON: Can we not discuss this whilst we’re trying to break in and enter? (Melton shoves a screw driver through the bottom of the window.) I want to leave with something Adrian. I want to leave this business remembered as the Joey Melton everybody loves.
EVANS: You’re banned in three countries and promotions stopped calling you a couple years ago…
MELTON: Wise ass. I want what’s mine! The ULTRATITLE is my baby. She’s a big part of my legacy. And I let it slip last time. I lost everything in pursuit of that trophy. Calvin Carlton, Momma Carlton’s bankroll, my last shot at glory, and…it was the beginning of the end for me and Lindsay. If I can win it again. I can leave this business with something most of us don’t get to have. Peace of mind.
EVANS: I understand.
MELTON: It won’t be easy, Adrian. Maybe it can’t even be done, but I need you in this with me. I –
EVANS: You have nobody else.
MELTON: Together. One last ride. You and me Adrian. Let’s shake the pillars of Hell. Melton and his half-man half-amazing will beat the odds and make history! (Melton sounds and looks downright giddy.) But first, I want to really get what’s mine back.
EVANS: (CUTTO – Adrian looking in at the ULTRATITLE) That’s YOUR ULTRATITLE title? The first one?
MELTON: Yes. I had a straight flush Adrian. The odds were, well I don’t know what they were but come on who loses with a straight flush?!
EVANS: Yet we’re here trying to take back your trophy.
(Melton bangs on the back of the screw driver. The window flies open.)
MELTON: Oh, thank you. (looks away from El Nino and back to Adrian) she’s been gone long enough. Wha---
(EL Nino grabs Melton by the collar.)
MELTON: No, Roberto I still haven’t lived down the Windham teab---
EL NINO: You lost her to me ten years ago Joseph!
EVANS: I’m gonna be sick…
MELTON: Nino, you card cheat – (POP!!)
(EL Nino pops Melton in the face with a right hand. He flies backwards into the arms of Adrian Evans.)
NINO: Seems like old times, senor! (Nino laughs and slams the window shut.)
MELTON: Tell me that’s the night vision scope poking into my back right now Adrian..
EVANS: That’s the night vision scope….
(Melton rolls to his feet. Its hell getting older.)
EVANS: You still have one trophy, the second you won… just… (beat) Oh, you didn’t.
MELTON: No, I didn’t. Troy did. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
EVANS: You’re hopeless, Melton.
MELTON: No, there’s one more chance. And this time, when I win it, I won’t let it go.
(A German Sheppard comes around the corner BARKING manically.)
(Evans and Melton take off running.)
EVANS: We’re off to an inauspicious start. Well done, mate.
MELTON: I only have to beat one man at a time. Right, Adrian?
(Adrian looks back at the dog gaining on him.)
EVANS: You bastard!
(FADEOUT)
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