Claude Hall is walking backstage escorted by security and making his way out of the building. Jim Black is seen cautiously approaching Claude. Claude sees him and comes to a halt.
Claude: Jim, brother, don’t worry. You’re safe. I’m actually glad you’re here right now. I want to apologize to you for getting physical with you. I was out of line. My sincerest apologies. I’m sorry man.
Jim straightens up and gives Claude a scowling look for a moment as he recalls the big boot he took to the face from him. His expression slowly changes though to that of understanding.
Jim: Well thanks for that. I won’t forget, but I can forgive. Not one to hold grudges in this business and in my position, sh*t happens. Comes with the job. Comes with the territory.
Jim looks at the gang of security and asks them if he can get a quick interview with Claude. They agree.
Jim: So Claude, I think we know your goals now as it relates to this company. But do you have a game plan moving forward? As you know, you’re not rehired.
Claude: Well Jim, I’m going to do whatever it takes. Whatever I have to do. If I have to earn my spot back I will try to do that. I’ll work from the bottom up. Start from scratch if I have to. I’m hopeful that myself and Mr. Sensation can have an open line of communication and we can come to some sort of agreement. I have unfinished business here, and want to handle it in the right way.
Jim: And thoughts on C-Note’s words towards you tonight?
Claude sighs and rolls his eyes.
Claude: Well now is not the time to get myself involved in any beefs with any current employees here, but I will say this. I don’t entertain men running around in Halloween masks. He’s just salty because he knows he doesn’t have what it takes to cash in his little contract successfully. I think all that was was him actually looking up to me and not knowing how to express it like an adult so he tried to diss me. Key word, tried. I’m not sweatin’ Benjamin C-Note Franklin. I’ll leave it at that.
Jim: Well thank you Claude Hall. Good luck with everything.
The two men nod at each other. Claude continues to make his way to the exit with Security as the scene cuts away to an ad.
OCW WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
TOURNAMENT FINALS
DEBORAH vs. SUE PLEX
Once again we return to the General Manager's Office where we see Dupree slump over his chair as Drago shifts his glasses slightly as he continues to stare intensely at the presentation.
We pan over to the presentation board were we see lines and lines of red string leading from pictures of Dupree, Mr. Sensation, Drago, Chris Pratt dressed up like Mario, The Xbox red ring of death, a blurred picture labeled Sean McGee’s Dick, A half eaten subway sandwich, Pictures of the JFK assassination and many more.
Emp: You all walk about embracing women and wanting a stronger women’s division but you work to make sure it never advances.
Emp: You heathens are the reason I didn’t get my Lution Main event! And why my match at Summercide was canceled, you are all in this against me!
Emp: And that is why you all fear the Uterus! So as we come to a close of this manager's meeting…
Dupree’s head shoots up from his chair.
Dupree: Oh Thank Gwad!
RYU: She didn’t say Shiterus dummy.
Emp: Excuse me I have the presentation stick you will keep your mouth shut until it is your turn to talk. Thank you. Where was I? Oh yeah.
Emp: So as we come to a close of this Manager’s meeting.. I would like to recap all the events that took place as to why you are all SEXIST PIGS!
RYU: Except me!
Emp: Yeah,...Yeah.. Except Spider. Anyway! Let’s recap as I don’t feel Dupree has been listening.
The camera fades to black as Dupree lets out a groan that could be heard through the entire arena.
“2 Valmont Beatdowns later”
The camera fades back into focus as we see Dupree slouched over in a chair, A IV bag with maple syrup is attached to his arm attempting to pump life in him from the endless stain of boredom. The once vibrant glow from his skin is now dull, the life from his eyes has faded giving the appearance of a zombie.
Emp: I rest my case!
Emp and Spider stare over at the presentation board as it now has even more pictures and red string dangling from every inch of the board. They both let out a sigh of relief as Emp takes a step back from the board in a sense of accomplishment and places the presentation stick down on the table.
Emp: Now you may speak.
Drago takes his aviator shades off and places them in his vest pocket. He buries his face in his hands for a few moments before he stands up from his seat and kicks his chair away.
Drago: You know, before all this…
He points to the board and the projector screen.
Drago: You did have some good points.
Emp: You son of a bit- wait what?
RYU: Don’t fall for it, he’s using reverse inverse psychology. He's like a scientist, and we all know, 65% of the time science is a liar 43% of the time.
Drago: I serious. I’m think women should be treated better. You AND Terra deserved that Wrestlution main event, but so did lot of people. I’m wasn’t COO, so I’m wasn’t in position to say or do anything.
Drago: There should be more women hall of famer. Why we wait so long to consider them, I’m don’t know this. We have only two women hall of famer when we should have way more.
Drago: This I’m agree with you on. Women division has become so strong the past few year, we have move on from the bombshells, and even they lay foundation for what we have now.
Drago: You and so many OTHER talented people have made more successful than ever before. You have done and can do so many great things.
Drago clenches his fist.
Drago: But it doesn’t have to come at cost of other people’s dream. It doesn’t have to result in putting people six feet under.
Drago: It doesn’t have to result in putting someone you don’t like into handicap match because they want to settle thing with you in ring.
Drago: What is your end goal Kumiko?
Drago: Put every other woman out of commission so you the only one left? To rule with nobody to rule over?
Drago: Power has blinded you, made you a shadow of who you used to be!
Drago: All you do now is latch onto other people to use them as step stool in quest for power. You used to be real champion, now you are just another Spider.
RYU: How dare yo-
Drago: Tell me. Spider. TOG. Larry. How many more people you gonna persuade to join you then kick to curb when they no longer useful to you?
He walks closer to EMP then hunches over to meet her level.
Drago: Is that all I’m was to you? A stepping stone? Another “friend” for you to throw away like doll you bored with?
Emp: I-
Drago: Because that hurt. That really hurt.
Drago’s voice breaks with that last statement. He takes a moment to collect himself.
Drago: I’m gave you that chance to be friend when nobody else wanted to be. When everybody else call me fool for being your friend.
Drago: And this presentation you give….All this time and effort you put into trying to connect us to your problem….It just make no damn sense.
Drago: You trying to blame us for things we had nothing to do with. I’m mean, what is this?
Drago: Linking us to assassination? I’m wasn’t even ALIVE when this happen. What do Sean McGee have anything to do with anything?
Drago approaches the presentation board and knocks it over.
Drago: What you have just present is one of most insanely idiotic thing I’m have ever seen. No point during your nonsense did either of you come close to anything even close to rational thought. Dupree is almost comatose. My brain is almost ready to explode. You are both suspended from booking until further notice, and may God have mercy on your souls.
A very disappointed Drago sighs, then storms out of the room leaving Emp and Spider to sit there in silence. Dupree on his last essence of life cracks his classic half smile before we fade to black.
CCW CHAMPIONSHIP
KING DOC vs. WREX*
