WFW Road to Glory: Dan Ryan & Beast vs. Cameron Cruise Project

[PaulNJ21]

This show will be set inside Disneyland to celebrate its 50th Anniversary. Gratitudous Disneyland references win brownie points.

This is a second round match in the WFW World Tag Tournament. The RP/Angle deadline is Wednesday, August 16th 11:59 PM EST. Send all angles to BOTH pmiller21@gmail.com and sedmunds@goucher.edu

 

[Steve]

(FADEIN: Joey Melton riding 'It's a Small World' with Adrian Evans. Evans, put off by the show, paints his nails, growling at boats behind.)

MELTON: Dan Ryan, have you ever yearned?

Tucked your hands behind your head on your pillow at night, and truly YEARNED?

I know you have. I know all sorts of things, bits and pieces of a Dan Ryan you keep hidden from public view that I WISH I didn’t know. Having the same gene taste in women has its benefits. So Ryan, you know deep down despite the attempt at self-conviction on Murder One earlier in the year, you know you had me at hello. That you complete me.

That said-if you don’t wanna be brought weeping to your knees, sit this one out big fella. I’m busy in a campaign to ruin Cruise’s razor thin reputation I really don’t have the energy to ruin yours in the same breath. But I would. Seven matches left on my contact, and a snail’s pace equals a pissy mood. Destroying a man may seem like fun in an hour when Adrian finishes painting his toenails with hummus.

Sit, take a load off, read a novel, you know the one back in high school you swore you would; The one with one hundred and twenty thousand words, absent of even a back cover Author headshot.

What’s WFW to you anyway Ryan, but a small club to test new material? Don’t give me the Beast sales pitch. Don’t. Even as I trust you with white gloves and ketchup, nothing you can say will make The Canadian Who Flirted With Success snarl, showcase a toothy grin and become a scare.

Beast.

Jesus doesn’t want you for a sunbeam.

But he’s given me Cameron Cruise as a cross to bear. Cruise let’s not play patty cake for the job anymore. Let’s not order the same meal at a bed and breakfast to seem quaint, and ‘on the same page’ again. We’re past overselling the relationship, aren’t we?

Maybe back in the day when honest-to-God territories existed we’d play nice and roll through the rest of this Turtle-ment like a dime speeding downhill. But, you went against Joey Melton. You took the first steps to prove you MATTER.

Where did I go wrong, Cameron?

What sin did I commit to have my greatest creation bite it’s owners’ hand?

God gave Eve a rib, and like father like son, Cruise, I gave you a lung, BREATHING life into your puppet-in the dark-dead bones.

But my sacrifice is neither here nor there.

A piece of paper that I’ve come to regret says we pony up together for round two.

It’s time to go to a free clinic Cameron! The greatest place on Earth sure as hell isn’t a glorified strip mall in California. It’s next to me, accepting Gold like you were ****ing born with it as a birthright.

I loathe the fiber of your being Cruise, but as much as it pains me to say, I need you to get the job done. We will win these belts, and when we do, I’m chucking them on Ebay so Carlton can buy the rash on his neck a Man’s toy.

(FTB)

 

[TSiegel]

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise, dressed in blue jeans and a white T-shirt walking hand-in-hand with Mercedes with Mercedes holding Cotton Candy in the other hand. Dressed in a white short skirt with a black "Mickey" top, Mercedes smiles as a few kids get handed some ice cream cones and run back to their parents.)

CRUISE: Oh no Joey, whatever in the Lord's name do you do....don't hold back!!!

Or have you even sunk yourself so low that you've even FORGOTTEN??

(Cruise smiles and chuckles abit.)

You loathe every fiber of my being Joey?? Sh*t man, I've hated you since I found out you were joining the ranks in NFW for the first season--no--EVEN BEFORE THAT!!

I hate you Joey when I wake up, I hate you when you fool the Farmer's while Adrien steal....I even hate you when you order MEALS ON WHEELS!!

I hate you, hate you, yes I do; Even in my dreams or when I come to!!

Fact is you punk ass; I may not have a single World title to what the two of them have compiled....but when it all comes down to it....

We're taking on GUNS and Troy's ex-boyfriend.

Throw away the fact that one of 'em pays our paychecks....and a bonus for me being the Intercontinental Champion.....

And throw away the fact that the other's ex fooled EVERYONE into believing she was someone she wasn't and BEAT him for the very title she watched him win.

The only thing I care about Joey....is proving what I have to use against them and whomever I face next, beit tag team or otherwise.....prevailing or not.

You want to chuck the belts on Ebay so that Carlton can fix a rash??

Hell, I wanna keep 'em just so I can watch the bastard suffer.

(F2B)

 

[MarcusWestcott]

Enough already

Fade in to a small, plain room with stone walls, maybe 10 x 10 across. A single light hangs from the ceiling, and a single stool sits immediately underneath it in the middle of the room. Upon the stool sits Beast, decked out in a black Nickleback t-shirt, jeans, and Doc Martens boots.

Beast: For crying out loud, guys... we've had quite enough of the Joey and Cameron show in EPW. Do you really have to bring your little lovers spat over here, too?

Whether it's Melton going on and on about how great he supposedly is, or Cruise doing his worst Dr. Seuss impression... do us all a favor, will yas? Either kiss and make up, or go your seperate ways and get on with your lives. But whatever the hell you decide, PLEASE do us all a favor and do it quick and spare the rest of us all the pain and suffering, alright?

In case you haven't noticed, we're all here for a tag team tournament to crown new World Tag Team Champions.

But I guess we've all finally discovered that there's no Cameron or Joey in TEAM.

Now, I don't expect to come out here and convince everyone that everything is all fine and dandy between Dan Ryan and I. No, I think it would be easier to convince the public that there are WMD's in Iraq. However, unlike either member of the Cameron Cruise Project, I am smart enough to realize that whether I like it or not, I *need* Dan Ryan right now. If I ever want a shot at the EPW World Heavyweight Championship again, I've got to be a good little soldier.

So here we are, boys.

"The Canadian Who Flirted With Success" is more correctly "The Canadian That Could". I held that EPW title for 10 months, Melton. What did you do in EPW?

I'm waiting...

Oh yeah... held the tag team titles for a couple months?

What about you, Cruise?

Nothing else except for get pinned to lose those very same titles - and not once, but twice. Actually, you done nothing BUT lose big matches.

For a couple guys who like to talk an awful lot of sh*t, you sure haven't accomplished a hell of a lot.

Unless you count the number of titles Melton won on cruise ships fighting midgets, but we all know that's just meaningless fluff.

But you guys had your shot though, didn't you?

You both had a title shot gift wrapped and placed before you on a sliver platter. All you had to do was be a TEAM, and one of you was walking away World Heavyweight Champion. But you couldn't, could you? You couldn't tie me up in the corner, and act like a team for one match. No, i held my own and more against two of the so called best. And before I hear all the whining from Melton about how Dan Ryan waffled him with a chair, Melton, you ass, you weren't even the legal man. I dropped your loser partner on his head, and he did what he does best.

Not kick out.

What it all comes down to is this, gentlemen. Dan Ryan and I are two of the most accomplished wrestlers on the face of this planet. You two are two of the biggest jokes. Dan Ryan and I have already proven that we know how to get the best of you two.

And now, we're going to do it all over again, turning the lights out on any WFW title reign you may dream of.

The light in the room goes out, leaving only darkness.

Beast: Melton and Cruise, you're the next stop on mine and Ryan's Road to Glory.

 

[Chad]

(FADEIN: Joey Melton playing bass with the Country Bear Jamoree.)

MELTON: Meaningless fluff?

MEANINGLESS FLUFF?

You can insult me Mountie, but don't throw Cruise's promos under the bus. The man's a wonder with children and seasick pets. Congraluations you were the EPW champion for twenty-four months, two days, six hours, four minutes, and thirty seconds. You made your mark on the company to the point that Ryan and Freeman were forced to go out and spend freely to court men who could actually DRAW a crowd into the promotion. Red's a pretty color, huh Beast, but for a business it's a string of sleepless nights and a phone call to top draw talent. The floodgates have opened haven't they? A woman made a fool of you, and since he's had to raid mom and pop promotions from ship to shore.

You got punk'd by my woman, and Jesus Doesn't Want You For a Sunbeam.

In three months you'll be cutting promos against Eric'Badlands'booker in competitive eating competitions. And once a year on the anniversary of when Troy ruined your career, Ryan will send a postcard to you for being a sport.

That's what you are Beast, a good sport for letting the wrestling world pass you by.

That's why you flirted with success, Beast. Because you'll never see the light of day of the EPW, or any title again. But Cruise and I have won world titles and wrestled for big-time money pots in a hundred different countries, and before Cameron lost his mind, we healed a wing in a hospital ward of cancer.

Cruise and I, bastard that he is, are names in this business.

You?

You're the "guy" in the surprise of the century. You're a trivia question in progress.

Maybe Ryan needs to show up, afterall.

(FTB)

 

[DBrunkGXW]

FADE IN...

Dan Ryan sitting on a wooden park-style bench on Main Street U.S.A. - the hub of Disneyland, Sleeping Beauty's Castle in the background.

Ryan sits nonchalant, sunglasses down over his eyes - jeans and a loose black "Zero" t-shirt.

Ryan: "Joey, look...."

"We're probably gonna be family someday. That's a fact that becomes more and more inescapable by the day. You've managed to cross from thoroughly aggravating to amusing in my daily thoughts, and that's a good thing."

"But for the sake of your dignity...."

"PLEASE - put down the Nirvana CD."

"I know every so often Adrian slips you something new and hip to listen to, but dude....it's not 1992 anymore."

"Furthermore, in 1992 you were well into your thirties already. I don't exactly recall you being much for the mosh pit and flannel scene."

"Get back to quoting Rod Stewart lyrics for Christ's sake. As pathetic as that was, this is much much sadder."

"No one cares about Jesus' sunbeam, okay? You can stop saying it in every friggin' promo."

"As for everything else, this match and all that it entails - you know as well as I do that I have this sort of genetic disposition to verbally and physically pummel Cameron Cruise."

"I suppose we should just chalk it up to another trait we share...."

"And Beast....well, he doesn't respect either one of you."

"Chalk it up to youthful indiscretion, but the fact remains that the boy is talented. I think it's safe to say that you're not coming to this battle fully armed, what with Cammy at your side and Beast at mine."

"I mean hell, I could just as soon take the payday and kick it old school to the tune of some future memories around the Christmas fire - but Beast....well, he likes to win."

"Can't say I blame him."

"He's yet to make the same name we've made for ourselves, and Lindsay's pulling the wool over his eyes aside he's also not quite to the Cameron Cruise point of world-wide embarrassment - so he wants to win these belts. He has something to prove you see."

"Oh for the time when World Championships completed you Joey. You remember don't you? The air was fresher, the birds were singing - Donna Summer was on the radio...."

"Good times..."

"I see no reason to do anything but work seamlessly with the man, and take another step to the tag belts. There's nothing in it for me to lose, and no reason why I should do anything but embarrass Cammy one more time."

"Feel free to continue the lesson afterwards if you like. In the very least it makes for good entertainment watching the boy try so hard."

"Beast doesn't show the respect he should I admit. He has a big mouth without the chutzpah to back it up - but he will soon."

"This is just another step, ya know."

"Standing with him as World Tag Team Champions makes my mission all that much simpler."

"I think you'd have had better luck with the Playboy bunnies..."

FADE OUT....

 

[MarcusWestcott]

Old Age vs. Young Blood

(FADE IN: Beast, sitting on the same bench occupied by Dan Ryan earlier.)

Beast: Man, Melton, you can talk.

You can talk and talk and talk, but son, just like your career, what you have to say isn't relevant any more. Dan Ryan and I are talking about winning wrestling matches and becoming Tag Team Champions, and here you are still talking about trying to draw money.

Have you talked about anything else in the last ten years? "I'm Joey Melton, and I've wrestled all over the world in front of sold out cruise ships. I've headlined in packed circus tents. I've been the Main Event in midget tournaments everywhere."

You talk, Melton, but have you really HEARD what it is you're saying?

Not once do you mention selling out huge arenas in today's wrestling landscape. You've only been in the main event in EPW because you've faced ME. The line up to by Joey Melton merchandise consists of half a dozen wrestling fans from the eighties - because like the eighties, you're no longer in season.

You're out of date.

You're irrelevant.

But you want to talk business, Joey?

Who was on top of EPW when all the critics were praising the new company for putting out a great wrestling product? Who was the main draw when everyone started ranting and raving about how good EPW was? Who's name was on the marquee when everyone came to the shows? Who was the MAN, Joey, when everyone turned on the teevee to see who the EPW World Heavyweight Champion in this grand new federation? Who has sold enough tshirts to build a large FORTRESS from, Joseph?

The answer's sure as hell NOT Joey Melton.

It's ME, Melton. I am the cream of the crop. I am the Alpha Male in EPW.

You should know. You couldn't beat me - twice.

Beast is a NAME in this business, Melton, like it or not.

Just so happens that my name is a rising star, while yours is fading off into the sunset. You're good for a few more "legend dream" matches, perhaps, but your name will never be on top of the charts again, Melton, while MY name has a couple more decades left to be on top for.

THAT's business Melton, and no matter how you slice it, you're just jealous. Jealous that I have all that you USED to have. Jealous that I'm going places that you NEVER could. Jealous that after I earn my shot again in EPW, I'm going to kick your "woman's" ass, and take BACK MY EPW World Heavyweight Championship, and once again, my name will be back on top, while yours is still festering near the pits and desperately reaching for some kind of recognition, one last desire to actually MEAN something before you finally shrivel up and die of old age.

And Dan...

You're damn right I'm here to win.

The only thing that comes close to the prospect of winning the WFW Tag Team titles is embarrassing Cruise and Melton on the way to capturing those belts.

You don't have to worry about me co-operating this week, or whether I'm going to get in your face.

Fighting at your side is worth it to stomp this worthless geezer back into the ground where he belongs.

(FADE OUT...)

 

[Steve]

(FADEIN: Joey Melton in a spa at a Disney Resort, Chip and Dale the Rescue Rangers fanning him with giant leafs.)

MELTON: You're going places I'm not? WHERE? We're in the same ****ing two leagues, you irritant. Booked on the same card, you and Ryan, as the lower seeds. What could I possibly want that was once yours, or is now?

The EPW World title?

With a phone call Beast I could book that match, if I wanted. I'm BUILDING a tag division, making pairs 'in like sin' again. (Joey scratches his head. That rhymed and he's taken back. Werid.) What are you doing, other than being made a fool of by a woman? Lindsay Troy made you look like a first class clown, and believe me it took a scam of that proportion to top your Canadian upbringing and day to day **** ups. Have you ever stopped to consider that you're the case FOR not letting women or specifically Troy wrestle? Not for gender bias, but over being punked like a little *****? I mean, if she did THAT to the Alpha Male, holy rusted metal Batman, what would she do to the rest of us?

See, as the Name Brand, as the man who's done it all, it's my job to threaten to take you to school, to make a mark out of you, but my baby called shot gun on that.

What do you have to offer me Beast, if not your pride and self-respect?

A good match in-ring?

Why the hell do you think I'm wrestling on cruise ships? Because I need the money? No, I've found a collection of workers with a better work-rate than the likes of you. It just so happens they're about as tall as my dick.

You know the old saying, "Got more talent in my ring finger than you do in your body.' Whoa. Who knew that could possibly be proven true. Leave it to Canada, I guess. Always lowering the bar for the North Americans who matter.

If I woke up and had your career one day Beast, I'd hang myself.

You won a company's World Title on Start-up night and think you're fit to wipe your ass with the same paper that I or Cruise do. Run off and join leagues that actually make money in a calendar year Beast. Go out-wrestle some of the giants in this industry. When you do that, THEN look me in the eye. Until then, just shut the hell up and refer to Dan Ryan as Lord and Master. Pray he anchors you to a cheap pin over Cruise.

Alpha Male, my ass.

You're a piss ant, through and through.

A poser who draws heat like an ice cube.

(Melton shakes his head.)

Danny Boy.

I feel for you.

I thought the weight I had on MY back was a load. I couldn't imagine carrying that POS to a match.

So what do you want from me Ryan? You want me to admit I wish I had a partner that was invited to open his mouth? You know the Project. That's not how we book.

I'm the Mouth and Workhorse. Adrian is the Brains, and Cruise well Cruise... he voted for audience particaption in the last Water Buffalo meeting.

We've got a date with Calvin Carlton and the rash on the back of his neck. You two make a cute couple. I'm sure, on Halloween you could probably bob for more apples, or shoot the most fish out of a barrel. But, in the squared circle, in the Pairs Division, the Cameron Cruise Project closes the show.

Jesus Doesn't Want You For A Sunbeam.

But he loves the two of us.

Just, FYI.

(FTB)

 

[TSiegel]

(Fadein, just outside a restaurant's lounge, full on equipped with a bar and Jukebox. Outback is where Cameron Cruise sits with a beer, while Prince Charming leans back, relaxed himself with a coffee, while teenager and younger females point and giggle as the Prince smiles back and waves abit. Cruise shakes his head in dismay as he clearly looks abit buzzed from the beer.)

CRUISE: It's as if the man never left my side. Melt--er--sh*t--Damnit--PRINCE!!

(Charming and a few others look over in amazement, as Charming begins to look confused...)

CRUISE: No not him...I mean you!! You gotta teach me how it is that you do that...

(The Prince starts to explain and then slaps his forehead in recognition before pointing to Cruise's hand and specifying his ring finger.)

CRUISE: Yeah, you're right....guess I was trying to get a leg up on Melt--wait a sec!! What makes you any different?!?!!!

(Prince Charming changes the subject by pointing out the camera.)

CC: Oh crap...forgot. We WILL discuss this later.

(Charming mocks Cruise abit just before Cruise looks back over at him, to which the Prince drops his hands, saying nothing.)

CC: You know Joe....I may've sent you something for your birthday....but I'm startin' to think that I maybe ought to get you some kinda tape recorder for you on occasion...you keep forgettin' the things that ACTUALLY happen.

That Water Buffalo meeting last winter?? Yeah I showed up...but which one of us actually LISTENED to what the man had to say instead of being bored within the first FIVE minutes of the meeting and asking for the Wine and the Women??

But that pales in comparison to the outragous intentions Beast has in believing he can BEAT us.

See, it's a matter of really seeing how things happened. Beast seems to think that he beat us and pinned me without any help.

Or the use of a man that makes Guns blush and gave you that little boo-boo upside your head and me a distraction.

But for some people Perception becomes Reality...Beast saw that I had my back turned, forgot about the fact that Dan pretty much gave him the match like a tender steak on a silver platter...or in his case, a bowl...and surprised me.

Fact is Dan...you put something meaty and juicy in front of a cage animal and hold it inches in front of its face without letting it have....sooner or later that Animal will do whatever it takes to get that slab of fat in it's stomach.

Even perhaps letting out the BEAST in it, if need be.

'Course....it's been a few weeks since I gave the world a Reality Check.

It might even bring out the ever-so-long-standing color of RED in Beasts' eyes.

(Cruise looks over at Prince Charming who's now set down his coffee and off with two twins on each arm, walking away.)

CC: HOW DOES HE DO THAT?!?!!!

(Fadeout.)

 

[MarcusWestcott]

(FADE IN: Beast in a penthouse in Disney.)

Beast: Holy ****, Joey... has your age finally deteriorated your brain to match your creaking body?

You just don't understand, do you? Going places? Yeah, we're in the same to leagues, smart ass, but EYE and Dan Ryan are going to the WFW World Tag Team Championships - you and Cruise are simply going to be the footnote in the record books as one of the teams we beat on the way there.

The EPW World Heavyweight Championship? Right now, I'm earning my rematch, while you - again - are on the bottom of the pile, fighting with your tag team partner. Yeah, that's a main event match if I ever saw it. Joey, do you honestly think that Dan Ryan would just up and give you a world title match - just cause you asked for it? You tried that once before, and you couldn't beat me. You don't deserve it. Besides, Lindsay would beat you silly in the middle of the ring - she wouldn't even have to cheat to beat you like she did me.

But you see, Joey, you just made my point. It took a scam of that proportion to beat me - well, that, and a low blow and holding of the ropes. You go on and on about how Lindsay pulled off the whole Dis switcheroo, but I wasn't the only one she fooled. She had the entire EPW locker room going "what the f***?" So, you're constant reminders of this really don't accomplish that much except reinforce the fact that your career is so far down the pisser than you need to attach on to others' accomplishments to feel relevant.

You're BUILDING a tag division? Damn right you are - by getting beat by every pair of goofs that think that putting on the same color tights makes them a team. They think that by beating "Joey F'N Melton" that they've beaten a NAME in this business, and that it'll propel them to superstardom.

Well, they'll have beaten a NAME, that's about it. The rub they get from that kind of victory will wear off faster than the case of A5-35 you go through each night to take the pain away.

What do I have to offer you, Melton? What possibly could the little Beast offer to the great Joseph Melton?

A top notch beating, for starters.

After Dan and I take you out of this tournament, I'll be happy to send you back to your little cruise ship. I mean, those co-workers of yours are your-dick-high for a reason, aren't they? Talk about a rub.

It's ok, Joey, just a few more days, and it'll all be over.

And you and Cameron can go back to your little lover's quarrel, while Dan and I go on to win the tag team titles. But don't worry about being further cheapened by losing to me again. I won't pretend that beating you actually means something.

Cause it sure as hell doesn't.

(FADEOUT)

 

[MarcusWestcott]

*bizzump to update the board*

 

[DBrunkGXW]

FADE IN...

Dan Ryan in the middle of a solo ride on the Jungle Cruise. Ryan sits in the back of the ride relaxed while a teenage 'captain' recites a spiel he's spent hours practicing in front of his mirror at night, while Ryan mostly ignores him and enjoys the cool breeze.

The boat meanders along the course, and the 'guide' points out various things along the way - in typical Disney cheese voice.

Ryan: "See, this is all getting out of hand."

"Joey, don't get too consistent with the defense of Cameron. Someone might think you like the guy before long."

"See, what happens is....you beat on the kid like his big brother, then run to his defense when he becomes exposed and he gets a big head and thinks he can start throwing around conspiracy theories."

"You can care for Beast and his tactics or not, it doesn't matter. But the fact is that he's in better shape and more equipped the wrestle in this business than either one of you right now. Maybe five or six years ago, Joey...it would be different."

"Everyone knows you past, Joe. You know they do. The people smart enough to have some sense of history respect it and give it the due respect it deserves."

"But that's not the here and now. You know that. You're a superb talker, and that gets you over as a marquee name when attached to your impressive resume. But Cameron leads you through these things. You know that. We know that. Let's not mince words."

"You know how to get over, and he has the youth and skill to pull you along."

"You bring the smarts, Joey - not the physical tools."

"Great tag teams can be made from substandard parts. Don't forget that. The problem is that my tag team is made of two top-flight high caliber parts. We're relevant and current to the main event scene as singles stars, doing this as a lark to see what can or can't be done with the tag team ranks around here."

"And as long as you've got Cameron Cruise complaining and whining about mundane things like getting 'distracted' in a World Title match, you know as well as I do that the Cameron Cruise Project is about two steps short of a clue about how to defeat two people like Marcus and I."

"And Cameron, you should know that your 'shot' at the World Title wasn't even about you. I thought that was pretty clear, but I guess you're still having trouble wrapping your little head around it."

"The message was for Beast, not for you."

"The message was that Beast needed to learn a lesson, not that Cameron Cruise was ready for the big time."

"I expected you to trip over your own feet and fall flat on your face in the ring, and you didn't disappoint."

"Did you really expect to suddenly bust out the Shipwreck and win the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP??"

"I mean come on, Cammy."

"No amount of Joey's cheerleading could convince the most gullible soul on Earth to believe such a pile of horse***t."

"Joey made you relevant and you now have the balls to step up and talk s**t to the big boys like you belong."

"Guess what?"

"When I dump you on your head, it's not gonna be some dream sequence you can wake up to."

"It's not gonna be some all-for-pay gig where you can party at the Mansion afterward and talk shop."

"I'm not interested in putting on a show for you, and I don't have the same soft sport for your scrawny little ass that Joey Melton does."

"I signed up for this tournament to win the WFW World Tag Team Championship. I picked the best man for the job to make it happen. I picked the man on the verge of rewriting the history books - and I'm gonna be a part of making that happen too."

"You - you're riding a wave that you had no controlling part in creating. If Joey gets bored with you? You and I both know it's back to wrestling the second match on the shows down in Greensboro."

"The Lovable Loser, Cameron Cruise."

"Good nickname - I think I'll help you keep it."

Ryan stands up as the boat docks back at the unloading station. He steps onto the dock and shoots a bemused glance at the 'guide'.

"Enjoy the rest of your day at Disneyland!"

FADE OUT....

 

[DBrunkGXW]

bump bump bump

 

[TSiegel]

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise sitting back and relaxing on the ride with the tea cups, his legs propped up on the side of the cup and his hands behind his head.)

CRUISE: Ya know Marcus, it really is in no volume of shock value just how badly you walk around with your pants around your ankles, sucking your thumb...I mean honestly...the ass-kissing is just too much. Or would you like Dan to pre-cut your T-Bone into smaller pieces too, just like Mommy use to do when you were a ba--wait a second....

(Cruise slaps his forehead in amazement.)

He's doing that too isn't he?? I mean, Adam Benjamin makes you his ***** for one night and the next thing you know Ryan practically takes you over his knee, spanks you, and tells you not to do it again.

I mean for Pete's sake Marcus, man...GROW UP!!!

You talk about being "The Next Big Thing" in the Tag Team division...hell, pally...you don't even see that it's not a winning situation for you either, do you?? You had a tag reign with JOEY's Girlfriend for a while and then lost the titles...but what EVER happened with Lindsay??

Something that would inevitably happen again in the future, but moreso on a personal level....

She...LEFT you.

And in so doing Marcus, she left you and your "Culture Club" meetings and managed Ryan during the season as well as Joey to the Semi-Finals of the Ultratitle in NFW...before pulling out the "Deja Vu" card on you and becoming World Champion.
Us??

Me and Joey?? Shoot, in the time we not only tagged but tagged as the EMPIRE PRO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...we provided more buyrate and more ratings than anyone's ever SEEN!! The highest profits that Dan Ryan is willing to admit or possibly the fact of how much of a Jig he danced whenever the figures came in may or maynot be irrelevant....

But it's never going to be something he can ignore.

(Cruise smiles.)

Dan....DAN!!

You REALLY don't know me that well do you?? I mean, you're like a blind man picking out a porno magazine....you try and try to assume that you have an IDEA...but you never really get to see it.

Because you can't get exposed to the truth and let it set you free...when you're all about the truth in the FIRST PLACE.

After all...I did become EPW Intercontinental Champion by doing just that didn't I Dan?? Some people either run from the truth and try to evade for as long as they can stand it...others embrace it and use it to HELP them.

I'd like to think that lately I've supported the latter, don't you think??

Hell, given that new idea some consideration Dan, from another perspective...sure. That World Title match with Joey and Beast may have been a message for the big
blow-hard...but tell me this Dan...

What if you hadn't gone in and saved your "Son" from endangerment. What would it be like for you if Joey had actually won the World Title that night? Moreso than that...

What if I had come out on top?? How would that REALLY make you feel??

EPW World Heavyweight Champion...Cameron Cruise.

Perhaps one day. But really Dan....just the feeling...

(Cruise shivers)

And there wouldn't be anything that you could do about it to change it.

(Cruise runs a hand through his hair bringing it out of his eyes.)

CRUISE: But already you're making assumptions.

(Cruise stiffens up and lowers his voice quite a few levels and waves his arms around like a muscle-bound weightlifter, adding a Russian accent.)

"I'm going to dump you on your head and give you a wake-up call, because I will not be pushed around."

(Cruise relaxes.)

I'm not much of a John Malkovich fan, but he plays the part of an asshole in "Rounders" so well, it's like a reminder of Dolph Lundgren as Drago telling Rocky...

"I will crush you."

Hell, Dan you just might do that....after all...winning the Tag team titles and being Intercontinental Champion isn't enough to prove that I don't trip over my feet and fall flat on my face is it??

But being almost seven feet tall and around three hundred and fifty pounds of muscle will give that sense of assurance to ya won't it??

Fact is Dan, I'm about a hundred pounds lighter and have never felt better in my life than I do right now....I might even dance a jig myself.

But in order to knock me out Dan...and believe me I know you can...

You have to catch me first....if you can....or when it's all said and done Dan....

Not just Beast will be having a bad feeling....but the worst of all will be coming your way after the 'Project delivers a REALITY CHECK...that you PERSONALLY...JUST...won't like.

(Fadeout.)

 

[MarcusWestcott]

Oh please

(FADE IN: Beast standing on the balcony of his hotel room.)

Beast: Cameron, tell me something, please... cause the whole world's BEGGING to know....

When you get up in the morning, do you have a PLAN at all for that day? Now I'm not saying that every moment has to be meticulously planned, but do you ever have an outline for what you want to get accomplished that day?

When you step into the wrestling ring, do you actually have a game plan for that night, or do you just wing it and think that your toip notch wrestling skills are going to save you from getting pinned, so you can just wing it?

When you step in front of a camera to do a promotional spot, do you ever THINK about what you're going to say, or do you just say the first thing that pops into your head and hope that it makes sense?

Do you ever THINK about ANYTHING, Cameron, or do you just throw all the **** against the wall and see what sticks?

Have you done ANY research as to what I've done in the tag team division? AT ALL?

If you had, Cameron, you would have realized that I am a FOUR time A1E Tag Team Champion. Most notably, 7 months in 2002-2003. And that little reign with Lindsay? After that slut did her damage, Cameron, I held on to the belts for another FOUR MONTHS after Lindsay left. That ONE little blip in my tag team career equals your entire length of accomplishments, son, so don't you talk to me about how to get things done in the tag team ranks.

You just don't get it, do you? You're sitting here doing your best Joey Melton impersonation, talking about buy rates and tv ratings. In case you haven't noticed, son, I pull in the numbers just as well or as better than you. Sure, Cameron, people don't mind watching you, but what have you actually ACCOMPLISHED? A little tag team reign? A little run with the EPW Intercontinental Championship? It's nice to be loved, Cameron, but at the end of the day, that doesn't pay the bills.

SUCCESS does, my friend. I've had it big time, junior, both in the tag ranks, and in singles competition - both in A1E AND EPW. And now I'm going to do it again in WFW.

You can live in your little world of "what if", Cammy. We can sit here and play "what if" all day long, if you like, but the fact is it has absolutely no bearing on reality.

Just like you and your career.

And the WFW Tag Team Titles.

Funny about how your little catch phrase talks about Reality Checks, but you continue to live on in this little fantasy world of yours.

Dan and I will bring your little fantasy world crashing down, Cameron, and bring you back to the true reality.

And that's a reality check that YOU just won't like.

(FADE OUT)

 

[Steve]

(Past the deadline I know, but I'm bored.)

MELTON: Five years. Yeah, Ryan, five years ago bread still cost a quarter and the Beatles hadn't broken up. As long as 1 still equals 2 for the CAMERON CRUISE PROJECT the math still means we're the Tag Team that smarts.

I'm old and feable, and Cruise pees sitting on his ass. What's your point?

We've toured the world by boat, and land by rental. We've birthed babies from all walks of life, and Cameron himself had to wrestle alligators last October over a misunderstanding in Australia. We're healers more or less, Ryan. Have you or Beast ever held a eight year-old cancer patient in your arms, and granted his wish to meet Nicole Kidman?

Okay, so I haven't either, but I'd barter that I've come alot closer than you.

Two users coming together on a lark means **** to a TEAM. You know this, Dan, let's not pretend you're dumb. Don't take Beast's side of the bed.

So Cruise and I bicker, fuss, and ride in seperate cars now.

We're got a history together that reads for miles. Your boy, Beast, he talks big for someone who's been in a dress and ought to wear panties in the rematch with Troy.

Would I sell-out Cameron out in a heartbeat at the first sign of trouble? You know I would. He knows I would. See, Ryan, Cammy and I, bastard that he is, understand one another.

The odds have been stacked against Joey Melton his whole life. So, spare me the "we're bigger, stronger, faster, and erect longer" speech. Forget Cameron's dream, come out of your own, you know the one that's spraying the skies with immortality rhetoric. I own a win over you in the last year, and Beast just lost to a woman.

A snake scares me Ryan.

Sharks, even.

You two big oafs not in the least.

Cruise and I will get the job done, because that's what the name means. Business. And we do it well, Dan. We do it well.

(FTB)