Capo: Welcome back to Episode 2 of Speak Easy. I'm your host Capo Genovese and today’s guest is out the Garb---Excuse me, OCW. Ladies and Gentlemen welcome Jackson Mont…..
Due to a last minute change in scheduling, there are no fans present at this closed door segment of Speak Easy.
Capo: So Jack, Can I call you Jack?
JackMo: You may not. You can either call me Jackson or American Hero. I’m fine with either one.
Capo rolls his eyes: Ok Jackson; How have things been going with you. I have not seen you around the locker room in a while.
JackMo: Well, you can thank a certain someone for that but from what I’ve seen as of late, he ain’t around much anymore. Jackson leans in towards Capo blowing his hot breath into his face and speaking a bit quieter. Looks to me like he was doing a little doping...but who am I to judge?! I once got into the ring drunker than a white girl on spring break surrounded by dudes who thought they might—-
Capo cuts Jackson off immediately before things get too graphic.
Capo: OK OK Mr. Jackson—-Jesus, you got tobacco juice all over my desk.
Jackson politely says excuse me and proceeds to spit his chewing dip into Capo’s coffee mug…Capo who is rather annoyed at this point starts a new line of questioning….
Capo: You mentioned me calling you American Hero. What’s this all about? Are you a war hero?
JackMo: You’re GD right I am. I did everything I could for my country while in Afghanistan and Iraq. Who do you think pulled Saddam Hussein out of that hole? ME! Who do you think put a bullet in Obama bin Laden’s wrinkly head? ME! Who do you think removed Mussolini from power? ME! Who do you think forced Hitler to take his cyanide pill and kill himself? ME! What were you doing during that time? Probably eating spaghetti, sitting on your mingia somewhere WATCHING me and my boys TCB (take care of business).
Jackson throws his disgusting boots up onto the desk from the floor causing dirt and mud and who knows what else all over the place.
Capo: Please take your redneck boots off of my desk. How dare you insult me. You come in my place of business smelling like cheap liquor and ass and you have the nerve to spit in my coffee mug. You filthy animal…..American Hero? Is that how you do business? The American people should look up to you? You rotten no good hillbilly!! Your'e a disgrace to the American Dream...
Capo: Security, get this trailer park trash out of here...
Cameraman: CUT!
The film crew rushes the set as Jackson and Capo square off…
Jackmo: Listen here boy. I didn’t do FOUR tours of the middle east to come back to this great nation and be ridiculed by some meatball. You will RESPECT this great country in front of me and you will RESPECT me in turn! You want to go provolone? My red, white and blue’s haven’t seen action in a while and I’m sure they’re itchin’ to get rowdy!
Security from Capo’s staff swarm the outraged Jackson, as he begins to speak in Military jargon while being escorted from the top floor..
The camera pans to the announce team.
Again we have some new and old names going at it.
It is the lay of the land now.
Thomas Archer & B17 vs. CJ O'Donnell & Cozz
The camera pans to the announce team.
Good night.
They just did that thing.
Camera fades backstage as you see Cozz walking through the curtain muttering something to himself. As he turns the corner Riley Quinn is standing their with a smile on her face.
Riley: My brother has a great poker face huh…
Cozz looks startled to see Quinn standing right in front of him.
Riley: It really is a shame how they treat people like you and me Cozz here in OCW. Yet they allow people like my brother Caleb to walk around here like he is the best rookie to step foot inside the ring. We are the reason people come to the shows. We give the fans the violence they desire.
Quinn puts a hand on Cozz’s left shoulder.
Riley: I came help you Cozz. I can make all your wishes come true. I can make those voices in your head a reality. All you have to do for me is one small favor …
The camera closes in on Cozz’s face it slowly changes to a sadistic smile as the camera is starting to drift back Cozz speaks …
Cozz: What can I do for you?
You head a slight change of tone in Cozz’s voice as Quinn locks her arm in between his. They walk down the corridor as the camera fades out wondering what they are talking about ..
