Post by Ragsdale on Jan 21, 2022 13:57:55 GMT -5
(Eric "Butch" Ragsdale and Dillian DeHaven are in one of the garages at the Ragsdale compound. They're looking over a brand new Harley Davidson motorcycle that was just delivered for DeHaven. DeHaven is wearing a black Corvette tee. Butch is wearing a Sin City Disciples tee. Each of them is holding a can of Miller High Life.)
Butch: Is this a beauty or what?
DeHaven: Absolutely.
(Both of them admire the bike.)
Butch: I'll trade ya.
DeHaven: No way.
Butch: I'm actually getting you to talk on camera. (look at the camera) Dillian does have a voice. He's just a bit camera shy. (looks at DeHaven) Now if we can just get ya to say more than a few words.
(DeHaven has a sly grin on his face. Butch opens his motorcycle's back compartment and pulls out a t-shirt and tosses it at DeHaven. It's a black Sin City Disciples t-shirt.)
Butch: I think it's time.
DeHaven: Time for what?
Butch: Time to step into the future.
(DeHaven looks confused.)
Butch: Your old partner is still out and he may not even come back. I know you have an emotional attachment to the guy. You broke in with him. You had a good run with him but it's time to move on and look to the future.
(DeHaven nods)
Butch (speaking louder): It's you and me for now buddy boy!
(Butch fist bumps him)
Butch: You did a helluva job on the last show. Hopefully you didn't take me yelling at you personally.
(DeHaven shakes his head)
Butch: Good....cause it was nothing personal. You don't know how bad I wanted to hurt those two knuckleheads. I can't stand 'em, either of 'em and I know Cliff can't stand 'em either. You know what I mean?
(DeHaven nods)
Butch: So we're in this Triple Threat Tag match on the next show. We got those two again.
(Butch pulls out his taser and laughs maniacally as he pushes the button. DeHaven just stands there with a smile on his face. Butch hands him the taser. DeHaven doesn't seem to know what to do with it.)
Butch (speaking softly): Maybe you can bring it and find a safe place for it. You know those refs are gonna be checking me before the match. I get the feeling they don't trust me. I think they trust you a little more. Besides, I wanna give you a chance to do the honors. It really feels good to inflict pain on douchebags like that.
(DeHaven nods)
Butch: Who are these other guys we're up against?
DeHaven: The Robinsons.
Butch: Oh yeah, those backwards redneck hillbillies, right? Another set of douchebags. You remember what they did to Murphy a couple months back, right?
(DeHaven nods)
Butch: Well, that won't work on us. We don't have an obsession with fire. We have a NEED FOR SPEED!
(Butch laughs)
Butch: Ever see Top Gun?
(DeHaven shakes his head)
Butch: How could you have not seen Top Gun?!
(DeHaven shrugs)
Butch: You gotta see it, man. But anyway, getting back to the match, these clowns are in our way. You know what's at stake, right?
DeHaven: What?
Butch: Winner becomes the NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS to the Tag Team Championship! How 'bout that?!?!
(Butch slaps DeHaven in the back.)
Butch: We win and we get a crack at Rated M and YOU get a chance to regain the tag titles but with a BETTER partner. How 'bout that?
DeHaven: Yep.
Butch: Put on the t-shirt man.
(DeHaven takes off his tee and puts on his Sin City Disciples tee.)
Butch: Why don't we make it offical? We are the Sin City Disciples and we will soon represent Vegas as its Tag Team Champions of the World! Now let's fire this thing up!
(They start up Dillian's new bike as the screen fades to black.)
Butch: Is this a beauty or what?
DeHaven: Absolutely.
(Both of them admire the bike.)
Butch: I'll trade ya.
DeHaven: No way.
Butch: I'm actually getting you to talk on camera. (look at the camera) Dillian does have a voice. He's just a bit camera shy. (looks at DeHaven) Now if we can just get ya to say more than a few words.
(DeHaven has a sly grin on his face. Butch opens his motorcycle's back compartment and pulls out a t-shirt and tosses it at DeHaven. It's a black Sin City Disciples t-shirt.)
Butch: I think it's time.
DeHaven: Time for what?
Butch: Time to step into the future.
(DeHaven looks confused.)
Butch: Your old partner is still out and he may not even come back. I know you have an emotional attachment to the guy. You broke in with him. You had a good run with him but it's time to move on and look to the future.
(DeHaven nods)
Butch (speaking louder): It's you and me for now buddy boy!
(Butch fist bumps him)
Butch: You did a helluva job on the last show. Hopefully you didn't take me yelling at you personally.
(DeHaven shakes his head)
Butch: Good....cause it was nothing personal. You don't know how bad I wanted to hurt those two knuckleheads. I can't stand 'em, either of 'em and I know Cliff can't stand 'em either. You know what I mean?
(DeHaven nods)
Butch: So we're in this Triple Threat Tag match on the next show. We got those two again.
(Butch pulls out his taser and laughs maniacally as he pushes the button. DeHaven just stands there with a smile on his face. Butch hands him the taser. DeHaven doesn't seem to know what to do with it.)
Butch (speaking softly): Maybe you can bring it and find a safe place for it. You know those refs are gonna be checking me before the match. I get the feeling they don't trust me. I think they trust you a little more. Besides, I wanna give you a chance to do the honors. It really feels good to inflict pain on douchebags like that.
(DeHaven nods)
Butch: Who are these other guys we're up against?
DeHaven: The Robinsons.
Butch: Oh yeah, those backwards redneck hillbillies, right? Another set of douchebags. You remember what they did to Murphy a couple months back, right?
(DeHaven nods)
Butch: Well, that won't work on us. We don't have an obsession with fire. We have a NEED FOR SPEED!
(Butch laughs)
Butch: Ever see Top Gun?
(DeHaven shakes his head)
Butch: How could you have not seen Top Gun?!
(DeHaven shrugs)
Butch: You gotta see it, man. But anyway, getting back to the match, these clowns are in our way. You know what's at stake, right?
DeHaven: What?
Butch: Winner becomes the NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS to the Tag Team Championship! How 'bout that?!?!
(Butch slaps DeHaven in the back.)
Butch: We win and we get a crack at Rated M and YOU get a chance to regain the tag titles but with a BETTER partner. How 'bout that?
DeHaven: Yep.
Butch: Put on the t-shirt man.
(DeHaven takes off his tee and puts on his Sin City Disciples tee.)
Butch: Why don't we make it offical? We are the Sin City Disciples and we will soon represent Vegas as its Tag Team Champions of the World! Now let's fire this thing up!
(They start up Dillian's new bike as the screen fades to black.)