Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2022 15:43:43 GMT -5
The scene opens to the exterior of the home of CJ Walker. As the camera begins moving towards the open garage the sound of tires squealing is heard and the camera turns around to see Walker pulling into the driveway and skidding to a stop, he's behind the wheel of a bright red Ferrari Marinello convertible.
The UPW World Openweight Champion exits his sports car and looks at the camera, a toothpick stuck in the corner of his mouth.
CJ: "You ever heard the saying that the loudest guy in the room is the most insecure? Well that's definitely you Baby Diaz. You see, you're puffing up your chest, screaming and shouting and making threats. You know, I know exactly who you remind me of. Have you ever seen Tombstone, the movie where Kurt Russell portrays Wyatt Earp? You're the loud, tough talking card dealer played by Billy Bob Thorton. Yeah, you're all tough and loud and a badass until I come and slap you around like a bitch. Then you show your true colors."
CJ smiles as he moves the toothpick to the opposite side of his mouth.
CJ: "You talk about The Black Hand being the most destructive thing in UPW. You're Right! Only it's not you, it's my right."
He holds up his right hand, the one he uses to deliver the heart punch. His grin looking a bit wicked.
CJ: "This is the real Black Hand. It's the hand of the grim reaper. It beat Bishop, and it's beaten you Baby Diaz. And do you know why it's the hand of death? Because I can hit you with that devastating heart punch from out of no where. It's a loaded gun, all I have to do aim and it's Say Good Night Mr Diaz."
He lowers his hand and runs a hand back through his hair smoothly.
CJ: "As for you Rain and you Terrence, I don't care about what either of you have to say, Baby Diaz is a no body and you're less than no body. As for Jester LeBlow, I can't wait until he tries me face to face and not a sneak attack. I'm gonna carve him up. You think you can break me? You think you can bury me? You think you can kill me? You stupid city boys aren't even close to being on my level of savagery. Don't Hunt What You Can't Kill! No matter what you do to me, no matter how badly you beat me and stomp me and gang up on me. I will not stop coming back for you."
He sighs and shakes his head.
CJ: "But maybe that's my fault, I just don't let things go. I'll crack your fucking skulls open. And then about the time you're waking up from your comas, I'll be getting out of prison, and then I'll come to hospital and grab your bedpans, and I'll crack your fucking skulls open again. Because that's just how fucking much I don't let shit go!"
He moves closer to the camera, a smirk on his face.
CJ: "So come on boys, if you're oozing machismo that much, I'm not a hard man to fine. Baby Diaz, you think you deserve to be on top after calling the place that made you the star you are, a shit hole? You're lucky to still have a job. Because the survey says? This will be one more for The Big Guy."
CJ pulls the toothpick from his mouth and throws it at the camera lens before walking off.
((Rest In Peace Scott Hall.))
The UPW World Openweight Champion exits his sports car and looks at the camera, a toothpick stuck in the corner of his mouth.
CJ: "You ever heard the saying that the loudest guy in the room is the most insecure? Well that's definitely you Baby Diaz. You see, you're puffing up your chest, screaming and shouting and making threats. You know, I know exactly who you remind me of. Have you ever seen Tombstone, the movie where Kurt Russell portrays Wyatt Earp? You're the loud, tough talking card dealer played by Billy Bob Thorton. Yeah, you're all tough and loud and a badass until I come and slap you around like a bitch. Then you show your true colors."
CJ smiles as he moves the toothpick to the opposite side of his mouth.
CJ: "You talk about The Black Hand being the most destructive thing in UPW. You're Right! Only it's not you, it's my right."
He holds up his right hand, the one he uses to deliver the heart punch. His grin looking a bit wicked.
CJ: "This is the real Black Hand. It's the hand of the grim reaper. It beat Bishop, and it's beaten you Baby Diaz. And do you know why it's the hand of death? Because I can hit you with that devastating heart punch from out of no where. It's a loaded gun, all I have to do aim and it's Say Good Night Mr Diaz."
He lowers his hand and runs a hand back through his hair smoothly.
CJ: "As for you Rain and you Terrence, I don't care about what either of you have to say, Baby Diaz is a no body and you're less than no body. As for Jester LeBlow, I can't wait until he tries me face to face and not a sneak attack. I'm gonna carve him up. You think you can break me? You think you can bury me? You think you can kill me? You stupid city boys aren't even close to being on my level of savagery. Don't Hunt What You Can't Kill! No matter what you do to me, no matter how badly you beat me and stomp me and gang up on me. I will not stop coming back for you."
He sighs and shakes his head.
CJ: "But maybe that's my fault, I just don't let things go. I'll crack your fucking skulls open. And then about the time you're waking up from your comas, I'll be getting out of prison, and then I'll come to hospital and grab your bedpans, and I'll crack your fucking skulls open again. Because that's just how fucking much I don't let shit go!"
He moves closer to the camera, a smirk on his face.
CJ: "So come on boys, if you're oozing machismo that much, I'm not a hard man to fine. Baby Diaz, you think you deserve to be on top after calling the place that made you the star you are, a shit hole? You're lucky to still have a job. Because the survey says? This will be one more for The Big Guy."
CJ pulls the toothpick from his mouth and throws it at the camera lens before walking off.
((Rest In Peace Scott Hall.))