The scene fades into the Turmoil arena as the fans are shown holding up various signs, cheers popping off from random spots around the crowd.
The funky jazz influenced “Persephone” begins playing over the speaker system as Justin Jehst’s entrance movie plays across the X-Tron. The people in the audience get to their feet, a mighty roar of support almost overpowering the stadiums audio.
Jehst walks confidently out onto the stage in a fine grey suit with Elsa by his side, holding her by the hand. He reaches the middle of the stage and gives her a twirl, her black dress flowing as she spins. The pair then make their way down the ramp and into the ring where Jehst motions for a microphone from the ringside crew. He is promptly given his tool.
Jehst: Thank you, my Jehsticles!!!
Again, an enormous pop from the crowd.
Jehst: Without the support you showed me on my road to recovery and the entire nightmare dealing with Thomas Archer, I don’t know how I would’ve made it through. Thank you.
He nods as he looks around the crowd. They respond with a smattering of whistles and cheers.
Jehst: And at Devil’s Night I did what I said I was gonna do; I beat the piss outta Thomas Archer, climbed that ladder, and claimed our freedom back from the clutches of that entitled, chubby trust-fund baby!
More applause is given, along with a quiet and short-lived “Archer-Sucks” chant; but good on them for trying to start it.
Jehst: And as I came down from that ladder I looked over to my right, I saw someone coming down to the ring...
The crowd now switches from sweet to sour as they know who Justin is referring to.
Jehst: The man whom I’ve called a friend, nay...a brother in this company. A man with who I’ve have more shots of Patron with than I can count! A man who I’ve shared advice with and broke bread with!...
The crowd get hotter with each word; their low, rolling boos getting louder and louder. Jehst whips off his shades and looks deep into the hard-cam.
Jehst: Capo Genovese - - -
And there they go. The fans erupt with what seems like a volcanic eruption of jeers. Slowly, a chant of “F***-YOU-CAPO-clap-clap-clapclapclap” begins to build. Jehst looks around at the crowd as he lowers his microphone, letting the chant ring out for half minute or so.
Jehst: - - - Capo... You know how much that victory meant to me. You knew how much it meant for Elsa... So I just wanna know...why?
Jehst: Why then? Why at all? What the hell did I do to make you go 'Benny from Total Recall' on me? Why did I go - - -
As he is finishing his thought, the sounds of Capo Genovese’s entrance music play across the speakers. The crowd instantly let him know how they feel about him. Dressed in a pinstripe suit and looking dapper as ever, Capo struts into the centre of the stage platform, mic in hand.
Capo: Jehst, Elsa, how you doin’?
The fans boo his words of obvious sarcasm and light-heartedness given the situation.
Capo: You fans can boo me all you want, but this man right here is a mooch!
There is more jeering and disgust from the crowd as Capo paces back and forth on the stage.
Capo: Justin, you wanna know why I did it? You wanna know why I cracked you in the back and ruined your moment in the sun?
The camera cuts to Jehst who is now leaning on the ropes facing Capo, nodding and mouthing “yeah, yeah”.
Capo: Let me ask you this, Jehst; what did you have here before you met me, huh? You weren’t poppin’ in Tinsel Town, you had no agent, and you definitely didn’t have Elsa.
Jehst: I was doing fine, Cap.
Capo: Oh really? So you woulda’ got a feature film lead role without my studio?
Jehst: Well, I - - -
Capo: - - - What? What, Jehst? You think those executives in Hollywood would’ve taken you seriously if I hadn’t smooth talked them into hiring you for those other movies you’re working on?
Capo: You ain’t had success here, and you wouldn’t have success out there without me!
The crowd slowly wells with the sound of a “ASSSSSHOLE...ASSSSSSHOLE...ASSSSSSHOLE” chant. Capo looks around, seemingly unphased.
Jehst: I’ve made my way here on my own two feet. Sure, you helped me on my way, but that’s what friends do, right? They help each other.
Jehst: What happened to Hollywood Money taking shots at the tag team division? We coulda’ been stars on Turmoil, tearing up teams left and right, but you - - -
Capo: - - - I left! Yeah, I did! I had to get my business right. I couldn’t continue to support your career as well as my own. You’re a moocher Jehst, and moochers don’t deserve what they mooch; kapeesh?
On the X-Tron appears a shot of the studio Jehst had won back from Archer. There are dual coloured tapes around the base of the building, seemingly to keep people from entering the area.
Capo: And if you knew me at all you’d know I’m a businessman first, friend second. I bought the studio back off Archer before you even signed that contract for Devils Night; I own it now.
Capo: And with Archer’s name being all over it, the damn thing hemorrhaged so much cash, I had no other choice but to do this…
And at that moment multiple detonations ignite as the 5 story block is remotely demolished with explosives. Clouds of dust whoosh from the ground as the building collapses into rubble.
The camera switches back to Jehst and Elsa who are dumbfounded at this decision by Capo; another stab in the back.
Capo: Time to make it on your own, Jehst.
Jehst: You bastard! That’s MY studio! God dammit!
Capo: It wasn’t succeeding, Justin. And that’s all I’m about now; success by any means necessary.
Genovese’s music and lights hit as he slowly wanders backwards, keeping his eyes on Jehst as the camera switches back and forth between them. Justin has a look of both anger and sadness as Elsa tries to console him in the ring. The scene then fades out.
The camera pans to the announce team.
This is a dam shame!
You said it!
The Camera Pans To The Backstage Area!
The camera pans to the announce team.
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Shep walks to his car, only to see it in shambles. He drops to his knees like he’s lost a family member.
Shep: Who did this!
Shep glares at his car on blocks, looking to where his custom rims should be. He rises to his feet and the camera follows his eyes to show the words “Cort Wuz Here” spray-painted on the door.
Shep: That son of a b*tch! He thought Devi’s Night was something, just wait. Oh he’s gonna get it.
In anger Shep hits the hood of the car multiple times. He does it one time too many and the car slips off the block causing even more damage to his new ride. The scene fades as Shep yells out into the night.
The scene fades into the Turmoil arena as the fans are shown holding up various signs, cheers popping off from random spots around the crowd.
