Post by davidberg47 on Sept 20, 2021 8:39:08 GMT -5
The scene opens with David Berg standing in front of an old gym in what can only be described as a seedy neighborhood in Fort Lauderdale Florida. While certainly a tourist trap with a nice downtown, the King of the Streets stands in what can only be described as a low income property area. The apartment complex looks clean enough due to the weather in the city but one can tell by the seedy element outside that it is buyer beware. Nevertheless, Berg, wearing a simple black T-shirt, white shorts and white sneakers walks into the office near the apartment complex.
An old black man, with wrinkled skin, receding hairline and smelling of old cigar smoke sits behind the desk watching some game show on TV.
Man: May I haaap you?
Berg: I was told there was a vacancy to rent?
Man: Ya, ya…but you, you white boy?
Berg: Yes?
Man: You’d be the only white fella and I got 12 units here.
Berg: Huh?
Man: Ya, got me some Mehicans, some blacks and even an Asian but no whites.
Berg: Well then, I will be your first.
Man: The rent is $500 per month, due on the first. I will need first and last right now.
(Berg pulls out $1,000 in cash and hands it to the man)
Man: Look at here, you carrying all that green. You ain’t no drug dealer I hope. Ha ha ha ha. Not that I care, so long as you pay your rent.
Berg: Drug Dealer? No.
Man: None my business. You look big enough. Where you from?
Berg: Jerusalem
Man: Where be that? California
Berg: Israel
Man: Oh a holy man. You from Israel, young man?
(Berg nods)
Man: Shoot you ain’t one of those Muuuslems? Is you?
Berg (angry fashion): No
Man: You be a Jew. Wow. Never met me a real life Jew before.
Berg: Now you have
Man: You don’t look Jewish?
Berg: Look Jewish?
Man: Yeah, ain’t ya all like smart and shit and small and frail?
Berg: Hardly
Man: Yo yo don’t get all upitty.
Berg: Upitty?
(Suddenly a young boy runs in. He is wearing a Baltimore Ravens ripped T shirt, basketball shorts and sandals. He looks about 12 to Berg)
Boy: Grandpa grandpa, I just almost caught a lizard.
Man: Luke, can’t you see I is busy?!?
(Boy looks at Berg and smiles)
Boy: You’re David Berg. The King of the Streets.
Man: You know this Jew, I mean man?
Boy: Yeah, he is a new guy in UPW, I saw him on TV.
Man: You rassle?
Berg: Yes
Boy: Oh boy oh boy oh boy wait til I tell my friends. I am Luke.
(The boy extends his hand and Berg shakes it firmly with a smile)
Man: Very nice, we got us a celebrity. I am Lucious, Lucious Walton. But the folks here call me LW.
(Berg and Lucious shake hands)
Man: Luke why don’t you show Mr. Berg his place?
(Luke grabs the keys and quickly begins walking. The apartment is on the 2nd floor and is nothing special. It is furnished with old style bed frame, a dresser and a kitchen table with two chairs. Berg just shrugs and throws down his duffle bag)
Luke: It ain’t much but you do have AC.
(Berg notices the room is nice and cool)
Luke: And you see that big building down the road?
Berg: Yes
Luke: That’s a retirement home for old folks but they got free WiFi and the signal is strong that this side of the building gets it too! Boom so you are all set, King.
Berg: You may call me Dave
Luke: That is awesome wait til my friends hear about this. But what with the nickname?
Berg: I earned it.
Luke: You did?!
Berg: Check this out.
(Berg pulls out his laptop and goes to a site that plays the following video):
The scene opens with a view of an alley, it is dimly lit with one of the streetlights flickering. Suddenly several youths run down being chased by gun fire as police sirens blare as a police car drives by with “Chicago PD” on the side. The scene then shifts with an assailant grabbing a pocketbook from a lady and running off in what can clearly be seen as Times Square in NYC. The scene shifts again with people rioting in the streets and throwing debris at police officers, whose shields show “LA PD”. The scene then shifts to a young man, his hair is jet black straight hair and his face looks like it has not been shaven in about week with some stubble on it. His green eyes can be clearly seen on his dark tank skin, which looks even darker in contrast to his white shirt, which reveals a well-built muscular frame. The young man is also wearing a pair of black shorts and black sneakers as he walks down an unpaved road in a yet unknown location.
Man: Greetings. I would like to introduce myself.
(The man speaks with a slight accent but overall perfect English)
Man: My name is David Berg, or Dave if you prefer.
(The man keeps walking and now as the camera pans out the viewers can see the Temple Mount in the background)
DB: I am in Jerusalem, Israel. (Berg pauses slightly and runs his hand through his thick hair). This is my birthplace and ancient homeland of my people. You may ask, why do I care? Well you should because Jerusalem has seen more bloodshed in its history than all your vulgar US cities combined. For thousands of years people have been dying for this place. So if you think you have it bad in New York, or in Chicago, or in LA or in that cesspool you call Portland, try growing up in Jerusalem, where a foreign terror enemy tries to shoot you, stab you, pepper you with rocks or blow you up. Every able man and woman serves in the Israeli Defense Forces or as you call them the IDF because we have no choice.
(Berg pauses and reflects briefly and then walks by some IDF officers and high fives them)
DB: Every day that I was on the streets here from when I was a young boy to now, I had to fight, I had to be ready for terrorists at all times. I am the true King of the Streets, the streets of the most dangerous ancient place in the world today. A place where Judaism prospered, a place where Christ was crucified, a place where that awful terrorist Mohammed supposedly ascended to heaven.
(Berg spits in disgust)
DB: We are the only Democracy in the sewer that is the Middle East and I thank the American people for support us. But now the country is changing its tune. It is coming in line with sissy Europeans, who bow down to the Islamic plague. Well not on my watch. I am coming to America. I am coming to UPW and I am coming to make a name for myself and my people. Israel has survived just fine surrounded by enemies and that is my plan as well. I will take what is owed to me. I will fight to the bitter end and I will compete like no other.
(Berg pauses)
DB: I am the master in BJJ. Brutal Jewish Justice. And I am coming to UPW to show you all exactly what it means. History favors the bold and you’re all about to find out why. As for your fans, for those who support the effort against dirty terrorists known as “Palestinians” then screw you. If the fans support Israel and Democracy, then you’re about to enjoy a fantastic ride.
(Berg walks off as gun shots are heard in the distance)
(Berg shuts off the video as the boy smiles)
Luke: That’s awesome!
Berg: Right?
Luke: So did those people in Palestine really try to hurt you?
Berg: All the time
Luke: With guns, bombs and grenades and stuff
Berg: And knives and machetes.
Luke: AWESOME
Berg: That is one way to look at it.
Luke: So who you got next? I only got to watch you for like a minute last match?
Berg: Hmmmm….a man named CJ Walker
Luke: CJ WALKER?!!?
Berg: Yes
Luke: Oh boy
Berg: What is the matter?
Luke: The man is a colossus.
Berg: Colossus?
Luke: He is like seven feet tall and weighs like 400 pounds.
Berg: He is that big is he?
Luke: Big? He is a monster!
Berg: I will take that into consideration. Thank you
Luke: You aren’t scared?
Berg: No
Luke: You don’t understand Dave. The man is a sadistic psychopath. He gives kids nightmares. I swear he worships the Devil.
Berg: He is an Islamist?
Luke: What?
Berg: Never mind. Look Luke, there will be people in your life that are scary, that are bigger than you but it doesn’t mean they are tougher or better. Remember it is not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog.
Luke: Did you say it correctly?
Berg: I hope so.
(Luke and Berg share a laugh)
Berg: Luke, you’re a kid so you won’t get this but my country, my people are counting on me. No matter the size of my opponent, I will bring my best.
Luke: You’re literally fighting Goliath.
Berg: Luckily my name is David.
(Luke and Berg share another laugh)
Luke: You’re cool man, I’ll be rooting for you and for your BJJ!
(Luke and Berg fist pump as Luke runs off. Berg checks his phone and sees the WiFi…)
Berg: The kid was right. Free WiFi…excellent.
(Scene fades to black as Berg looks out the window)
An old black man, with wrinkled skin, receding hairline and smelling of old cigar smoke sits behind the desk watching some game show on TV.
Man: May I haaap you?
Berg: I was told there was a vacancy to rent?
Man: Ya, ya…but you, you white boy?
Berg: Yes?
Man: You’d be the only white fella and I got 12 units here.
Berg: Huh?
Man: Ya, got me some Mehicans, some blacks and even an Asian but no whites.
Berg: Well then, I will be your first.
Man: The rent is $500 per month, due on the first. I will need first and last right now.
(Berg pulls out $1,000 in cash and hands it to the man)
Man: Look at here, you carrying all that green. You ain’t no drug dealer I hope. Ha ha ha ha. Not that I care, so long as you pay your rent.
Berg: Drug Dealer? No.
Man: None my business. You look big enough. Where you from?
Berg: Jerusalem
Man: Where be that? California
Berg: Israel
Man: Oh a holy man. You from Israel, young man?
(Berg nods)
Man: Shoot you ain’t one of those Muuuslems? Is you?
Berg (angry fashion): No
Man: You be a Jew. Wow. Never met me a real life Jew before.
Berg: Now you have
Man: You don’t look Jewish?
Berg: Look Jewish?
Man: Yeah, ain’t ya all like smart and shit and small and frail?
Berg: Hardly
Man: Yo yo don’t get all upitty.
Berg: Upitty?
(Suddenly a young boy runs in. He is wearing a Baltimore Ravens ripped T shirt, basketball shorts and sandals. He looks about 12 to Berg)
Boy: Grandpa grandpa, I just almost caught a lizard.
Man: Luke, can’t you see I is busy?!?
(Boy looks at Berg and smiles)
Boy: You’re David Berg. The King of the Streets.
Man: You know this Jew, I mean man?
Boy: Yeah, he is a new guy in UPW, I saw him on TV.
Man: You rassle?
Berg: Yes
Boy: Oh boy oh boy oh boy wait til I tell my friends. I am Luke.
(The boy extends his hand and Berg shakes it firmly with a smile)
Man: Very nice, we got us a celebrity. I am Lucious, Lucious Walton. But the folks here call me LW.
(Berg and Lucious shake hands)
Man: Luke why don’t you show Mr. Berg his place?
(Luke grabs the keys and quickly begins walking. The apartment is on the 2nd floor and is nothing special. It is furnished with old style bed frame, a dresser and a kitchen table with two chairs. Berg just shrugs and throws down his duffle bag)
Luke: It ain’t much but you do have AC.
(Berg notices the room is nice and cool)
Luke: And you see that big building down the road?
Berg: Yes
Luke: That’s a retirement home for old folks but they got free WiFi and the signal is strong that this side of the building gets it too! Boom so you are all set, King.
Berg: You may call me Dave
Luke: That is awesome wait til my friends hear about this. But what with the nickname?
Berg: I earned it.
Luke: You did?!
Berg: Check this out.
(Berg pulls out his laptop and goes to a site that plays the following video):
The scene opens with a view of an alley, it is dimly lit with one of the streetlights flickering. Suddenly several youths run down being chased by gun fire as police sirens blare as a police car drives by with “Chicago PD” on the side. The scene then shifts with an assailant grabbing a pocketbook from a lady and running off in what can clearly be seen as Times Square in NYC. The scene shifts again with people rioting in the streets and throwing debris at police officers, whose shields show “LA PD”. The scene then shifts to a young man, his hair is jet black straight hair and his face looks like it has not been shaven in about week with some stubble on it. His green eyes can be clearly seen on his dark tank skin, which looks even darker in contrast to his white shirt, which reveals a well-built muscular frame. The young man is also wearing a pair of black shorts and black sneakers as he walks down an unpaved road in a yet unknown location.
Man: Greetings. I would like to introduce myself.
(The man speaks with a slight accent but overall perfect English)
Man: My name is David Berg, or Dave if you prefer.
(The man keeps walking and now as the camera pans out the viewers can see the Temple Mount in the background)
DB: I am in Jerusalem, Israel. (Berg pauses slightly and runs his hand through his thick hair). This is my birthplace and ancient homeland of my people. You may ask, why do I care? Well you should because Jerusalem has seen more bloodshed in its history than all your vulgar US cities combined. For thousands of years people have been dying for this place. So if you think you have it bad in New York, or in Chicago, or in LA or in that cesspool you call Portland, try growing up in Jerusalem, where a foreign terror enemy tries to shoot you, stab you, pepper you with rocks or blow you up. Every able man and woman serves in the Israeli Defense Forces or as you call them the IDF because we have no choice.
(Berg pauses and reflects briefly and then walks by some IDF officers and high fives them)
DB: Every day that I was on the streets here from when I was a young boy to now, I had to fight, I had to be ready for terrorists at all times. I am the true King of the Streets, the streets of the most dangerous ancient place in the world today. A place where Judaism prospered, a place where Christ was crucified, a place where that awful terrorist Mohammed supposedly ascended to heaven.
(Berg spits in disgust)
DB: We are the only Democracy in the sewer that is the Middle East and I thank the American people for support us. But now the country is changing its tune. It is coming in line with sissy Europeans, who bow down to the Islamic plague. Well not on my watch. I am coming to America. I am coming to UPW and I am coming to make a name for myself and my people. Israel has survived just fine surrounded by enemies and that is my plan as well. I will take what is owed to me. I will fight to the bitter end and I will compete like no other.
(Berg pauses)
DB: I am the master in BJJ. Brutal Jewish Justice. And I am coming to UPW to show you all exactly what it means. History favors the bold and you’re all about to find out why. As for your fans, for those who support the effort against dirty terrorists known as “Palestinians” then screw you. If the fans support Israel and Democracy, then you’re about to enjoy a fantastic ride.
(Berg walks off as gun shots are heard in the distance)
(Berg shuts off the video as the boy smiles)
Luke: That’s awesome!
Berg: Right?
Luke: So did those people in Palestine really try to hurt you?
Berg: All the time
Luke: With guns, bombs and grenades and stuff
Berg: And knives and machetes.
Luke: AWESOME
Berg: That is one way to look at it.
Luke: So who you got next? I only got to watch you for like a minute last match?
Berg: Hmmmm….a man named CJ Walker
Luke: CJ WALKER?!!?
Berg: Yes
Luke: Oh boy
Berg: What is the matter?
Luke: The man is a colossus.
Berg: Colossus?
Luke: He is like seven feet tall and weighs like 400 pounds.
Berg: He is that big is he?
Luke: Big? He is a monster!
Berg: I will take that into consideration. Thank you
Luke: You aren’t scared?
Berg: No
Luke: You don’t understand Dave. The man is a sadistic psychopath. He gives kids nightmares. I swear he worships the Devil.
Berg: He is an Islamist?
Luke: What?
Berg: Never mind. Look Luke, there will be people in your life that are scary, that are bigger than you but it doesn’t mean they are tougher or better. Remember it is not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog.
Luke: Did you say it correctly?
Berg: I hope so.
(Luke and Berg share a laugh)
Berg: Luke, you’re a kid so you won’t get this but my country, my people are counting on me. No matter the size of my opponent, I will bring my best.
Luke: You’re literally fighting Goliath.
Berg: Luckily my name is David.
(Luke and Berg share another laugh)
Luke: You’re cool man, I’ll be rooting for you and for your BJJ!
(Luke and Berg fist pump as Luke runs off. Berg checks his phone and sees the WiFi…)
Berg: The kid was right. Free WiFi…excellent.
(Scene fades to black as Berg looks out the window)