Post by smilinjack on Feb 26, 2022 23:15:18 GMT -5
(Open to the Phoenix Memorial Center emergency room where we find Smilin’ Jack Ruby after “Blow Your Mind”.
(Ruby is being patched up after his violent match and then the cowardly assault by an unknown assailant. At least, unknown to him. After all, Ruby doesn’t have eyes in the back of his head.)
Dr. Sanchez: Damn, Mr. Ruby…
Ruby: Jack.
Dr. Sanchez: Pardon me?
Ruby: My name is Jack. Mr. Ruby is my father.
Dr. Sanchez: Ok, er, Jack. What the hell happened to you?
Ruby: Ever hear of UP Wrestling?
Dr. Sanchez: Yes. Didn’t they just have a big show here?
Ruby: That they did. I was in that show.
Dr. Sanchez: What were you doing? Running head first through a wall?
Ruby: Well, I ended up eating a wall after my match. I went through a rather rough time of it and was knocked silly.
Dr. Sanchez: What did they use? A baseball bat?
Ruby: No, my pool cue.
Dr. Sanchez: I’m not much of a pool player, but I’m pretty sure that’s not what they were designed for.
Ruby: Depends on who you are. Anyway, I was back in the locker room area, getting ready to take a shower some low-life scum sucking rodent decided to try to make a name for themselves by putting me in a sleeper hold and then ramming my head into a wall.
Dr. Sanchez: Yeah, they did a job on you, that’s for certain.
Ruby: So, tell me, Doc. Will I be able to make the ladies swoon?
Dr. Sanchez: I don’t see why not.
Ruby: Good, because I’ve never been able to before.
(Ruby looks into the camera)
Ruby: I want to take a moment to address the low life coward who was so afraid of me that he was afraid to face me when he assaulted me. You waited until I was recovering from being knocked senseless in my match, when I was totally off guard, and you snuck up behind me like a butt pirate. You put on a sleeper and then decided to smash my face into the wall a few times. You sought to make a name for yourself by attacking me. Well, you HAVE made a name for yourself. That name is “Mud”. And, believe me. I don’t know if you were trying to get my attention or not, but you’ve succeeded. And I WILL find out who you are, and the retribution is going to be swift and brutal. Granted, revenge is a dish best served cold, however I am not known for my patience. So, Mr. Cockroach, whoever you are, sleep with one eye open, because I am going to be on your tail.
Dr. Sanchez: Feel better now?
Ruby: Nothing that a couple of beers won’t cure.
Dr. Sanchez: Uh, yeah. You’re going to have to stay off the alcohol while you’re taking the pain meds.
Ruby: Doc, beer IS my pain med. Keep your scrip because I don’t need them.
Dr. Sanchez: Tough guy, eh?
(Ruby just smiles as he puts his shirt on.)
(Fade to black)
(Ruby is being patched up after his violent match and then the cowardly assault by an unknown assailant. At least, unknown to him. After all, Ruby doesn’t have eyes in the back of his head.)
Dr. Sanchez: Damn, Mr. Ruby…
Ruby: Jack.
Dr. Sanchez: Pardon me?
Ruby: My name is Jack. Mr. Ruby is my father.
Dr. Sanchez: Ok, er, Jack. What the hell happened to you?
Ruby: Ever hear of UP Wrestling?
Dr. Sanchez: Yes. Didn’t they just have a big show here?
Ruby: That they did. I was in that show.
Dr. Sanchez: What were you doing? Running head first through a wall?
Ruby: Well, I ended up eating a wall after my match. I went through a rather rough time of it and was knocked silly.
Dr. Sanchez: What did they use? A baseball bat?
Ruby: No, my pool cue.
Dr. Sanchez: I’m not much of a pool player, but I’m pretty sure that’s not what they were designed for.
Ruby: Depends on who you are. Anyway, I was back in the locker room area, getting ready to take a shower some low-life scum sucking rodent decided to try to make a name for themselves by putting me in a sleeper hold and then ramming my head into a wall.
Dr. Sanchez: Yeah, they did a job on you, that’s for certain.
Ruby: So, tell me, Doc. Will I be able to make the ladies swoon?
Dr. Sanchez: I don’t see why not.
Ruby: Good, because I’ve never been able to before.
(Ruby looks into the camera)
Ruby: I want to take a moment to address the low life coward who was so afraid of me that he was afraid to face me when he assaulted me. You waited until I was recovering from being knocked senseless in my match, when I was totally off guard, and you snuck up behind me like a butt pirate. You put on a sleeper and then decided to smash my face into the wall a few times. You sought to make a name for yourself by attacking me. Well, you HAVE made a name for yourself. That name is “Mud”. And, believe me. I don’t know if you were trying to get my attention or not, but you’ve succeeded. And I WILL find out who you are, and the retribution is going to be swift and brutal. Granted, revenge is a dish best served cold, however I am not known for my patience. So, Mr. Cockroach, whoever you are, sleep with one eye open, because I am going to be on your tail.
Dr. Sanchez: Feel better now?
Ruby: Nothing that a couple of beers won’t cure.
Dr. Sanchez: Uh, yeah. You’re going to have to stay off the alcohol while you’re taking the pain meds.
Ruby: Doc, beer IS my pain med. Keep your scrip because I don’t need them.
Dr. Sanchez: Tough guy, eh?
(Ruby just smiles as he puts his shirt on.)
(Fade to black)