Re: Daymon v Starr (c) - Women's Title -
SCENE BEGINS
(A well-editted montage of iconic shots and fancy special effects played with moving, dramatic music flashes before the screen. Scenes of Caitlyn Daymon lying beaten in the ring one night at RAUCOUS followed by Karla Starr smugly striding up the ramp with the coveted NEW Women's Title draped over her shoulder. A tough, bassy voice delivers a lot of bold lines about "a friendship betrayed" and "a revenge unfinished" and what not. As the camera pulls back, we see this motage being projected onto a screen in a darkened room come to an end, on a final shot showing images of Daymon and Starr that seem to stare back at each other, cueing their names, the title up for grabs, and the event, International Intrigue. As the video ends, the lights come back up.)
(We see the office of Barry Wigguns and Eddie McEntire, trusted promoters who have worked with the NEW offices since the beginning. Around the walls, amid a cluster of NEW PPV posters are numerous file cabinets and racks upon racks of stock footage. Wigguns stands next to the lightswitch, to the right of the screen. McEntire watches from one of the chairs, feet propped up on his desk. Slouched in her own seat next to him is Caitlyn Daymon, looking very bored.)
Eddie McEntire
So, Mrs. Daymon, what do you think?
(Caitlyn doesn't reply. She shrugs with no enthusiasm. Eddie and Barry exchange a nervous glance.)
Barry Wigguns
The front office already gave it the green light. And now, at least once during any regular evening sitcom show, every home in America will see this promo.
Eddie McEntire
We felt we did a good job in summarizing the past events that led up to the face-off at International Intrigue. We just brought you down here for your approval.
(Slowly, Caitlyn turns her head to look at him.)
Caitlyn Daymon
Approval? Why the **** would you need MY approval? My only responsibility should be to go into that ring, do what I have to do, and walk out with the belt or nothing.
(Shooting out of her seat, Caitlyn crosses the room and retrieves her jacket hanging on the wall.)
Eddie McEntire
But we thought--
Caitlyn Daymon
Well, **** whatever you though. I don't like having my time wasted, and that's all you two have done by calling me down here. Nice video... I'm sure America will love watching it, and I'm sure you'll have no problem in gaining a few more viewers for the Pay Per View. But I could otherwise care less about any of this. To you guys, all this is just some entertaining soap opera story coming to a head, but you never once stopped to think about what it might be like for the people who are actually involved...
(She nearly plows Barry Wigguns over as he moves to open the door for her. Instead, he sidesteps, and she finds her own way out, slamming the door behind her. Wigguns and McEntire look at each other for a moment in silence, then scoff.)
Barry Wigguns
God, what an ingrateful little *****. You bend over backwards to make her look like the hero, and she pisses all over your face.
Eddie McEntire
****ing wrestlers and their ****ing egos...
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(A set of elevator doors open, and Caitlyn Daymon steps into the lobby of the NEW building, having left the office of the promoters. As she passes through the security checkpoint and the receptionist, she idly glances up to the wall, bearing massive promotional posters of the upcoming Pay Per View. Looming above her is another face-off image of herself and Karla Starr, who holds onto the Women's Title.)
Caitlyn Daymon (V/O)
Are you there, Karla? Can you hear me? Do you know what's about to happen? Our day is steadily arriving... the day you and I finally meet at last, alone in that ring, with your title on the line.
No crazy stipulations in the way... no sub-par athletes standing between us. When that bell rings, it will only be the two of us, and the winner walks out, the undisputed best female athlete in the federation.
(With a sigh, Caitlyn turns from the posters and looks to the other wall, where a large glass window overlooks the city outside. She approaches it and puts a hand against the glass, looking forlorn as she looks outside. So much is on her mind.)
Caitlyn Daymon
You've had a lot to brag about lately, about being the Women's Champion, and being practically unchallenged. I'm sure you look at me and see nothing--after all, you're the only one ever to pin my shoulders on the mat. But the truth is, you could only do it after I survived four others... and even then, you couldn't fight me head on.
We all know what I stand to prove by stepping into the ring at International Intrigue. I'm going to prove that I can beat you, and if anybody deserves to wear that belt, it's me above the rest. However, you have something to prove yourself...
Can you pin my shoulders on the mat while I'm fresh out of the locker room? Can you do it without going behind my back? Or is that belt simply an accomplishment earned through cowardly antics?
(Sternly, Caitlyn turns and heads for the door.)
Caitlyn Daymon
You don't know how long I've been waiting for this opportunity, Karla. You don't know how much the anger inside has been building up. You may not be afraid now of what I have to offer, but you should be. You've betrayed me, and humilated me. No matter what, win or lose, I'm going to make you scream.
(Fade to black.)
Caitlyn Daymon
Are you there, Karla? Or are you hiding under your bed?
There will be nowhere to hide from me when the time comes.
SCENE ENDS