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Date Posted: 15:12:54 06/09/03 Mon
Author: Scott Lenoir
Subject: Quick Drink At The Bar

(The scene opens in the Fells Point section of Baltimore City. The cameraman walks down Broadway showing some of the bars like the Green Turtle, Rodos, Reefers, etc. The cameraman focuses the camera on Scott Lenoir walking up the sidewalk. He is wearing a pair of black combat boots, blue cut off jean shorts, and a black t-shirt with Fuct Forever on the front. As he heads down Broadway a homeless man wearing torn and tattered clothing approaches Lenoir. Before he opens his mouth Scott speaks to him.)

“Got a dollar?”

(The homeless man stands there in shock, as he was getting ready to ask Lenoir the same question. Lenoir stands in front of the man with his hand out before continuing his walk. Finally comes to an old row house, which is turned, into a bar. There is a wooden sign hanging over the door with a picture of a whale on it. The sign reads Moby’s and Lenoir takes a step inside the bar. The bar is dark as it always is and Lenoir gives a head nod to the bartenders Chris and Dennis as he takes a seat near the end of the completely empty bar. Dennis grabs a Bud Light out of the cooler, opens it, and sets it in front of Lenoir. Lenoir takes a drink and begins to speak.)

Lenoir: “Thanks man. How’s business been I haven’t been here for awhile now?”

Dennis: “It’s been pretty good lately actually. Lots of bitches have been coming in, I banged a few of them.”

Lenoir: “Yeah well you always do get a lot of pussy. Lets do a shot real quick man before I have to cut this interview.”

(Dennis grabs a bottle of Jagermiester, Peach Schnapps, and Cranberry Juice. He pours some into a mix and gives it a good shake. He grabs two shot glasses and fills each one up. They pick up their glass bang it on the bar and take the shot down. Scott places his empty glass on the bar before he walks to the bathroom.)

Lenoir: “I love red headed sluts…in more ways then just the shot.”

(He walks in to the toilet and comes out a minute later. He comes out holding one nostril and sucking in. Then he rubs some of the excess powder from his nose…indicating he just took a few bumps of cocaine in the bathroom. He walks back to the bar and takes another drink from his beer. He turns to the camera and begins to speak.)

Lenoir: “I must say I feel a little happier right now. No not because of the cocaine I just did but because I finally got some fucking piece and quite. Lee Todd hasn’t cut a promo in what six days now. I guess he finally realized what I was telling him wasn’t a joke…that maybe it was time for him to shut his damn mouth. You see Lee you need to realize that I am nobody’s push over. That gold belt you wear around your waist so proudly well soon enough it is going to be mine. It could be at blackened…and it could be months away, but Lee you’re a marked man. You stand in the way of my destiny and I won’t be denied by you.”
“Then there is you Blade, the so called Sentinel. Who does this guy think he is? Come on Gabe your not a fucking superhero…so stop acting like it. Who are you trying to impress with your bullshit anyway? You’re the typical great white meat baby face…saving the innocent. Are you trying to save the universe from vial villains? Your life would probably be a little more appealing if it were portrayed in a comic book…not a wrestling ring. This isn’t some fantasy world Gabriel this the UWS. This is a wrestling federation not metropolis…so stop trying to be Superman for once and look at yourself. You look like a damn fool. I mean you go and save a girl that Sin kidnapped. Don’t you realize that the damage was already done to that poor women. Your little life saving escapade may have gotten her out of the house but did you really save her life? Then you go rock climbing to clean your mind…well once again I’m not overly impressed. Your shit is boring Gabe I don’t know how you even have fan support. You might as well give up wrestling and join up with the Justice League…because your superhero acts won’t do you any good when you go up against a few mad men like us.”

(Scott turns back to the bar and finishes his beer. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a Camel Light cigarette and lights it up. He signals to Dennis to bring him another beer. Dennis grabs the beer and places it on the bar next to Lenoir. Lenoir takes a drink from his fresh brew and takes another drag from his smoke. He exhales and speaks again.)

“Tumbler I don’t even want to get started on your ass. I told you before are tag team match that you weren’t shit to me. You didn’t believe me but as I always do I proved your punk ass wrong. You little fucking homo…you thought you were the best high flyer around. Well you got shown that the new sheriff in town was that much better than you are. You want everything to go your way…why because you’re a selfish prick. You blame Lee for your defeat in the tag team match. Yet when he needed you…you weren’t there. You’re an egotistical son of a bitch Tumbler, and I don’t like that. You never want to blame yourself and you would take a belt if it were handed to you. You have no soul and no fucking class. You’re a first class sinner in my book Tumbler…and you will be the first one I punish in this match up.”

“Finally its your turn to get a tongue lashing Curtis Butt Slammer. I knew we should have taken you completely out when I debuted. I beat you within an inch of your life and I left you for dead. Slamm I could have killed you…but I didn’t. The way I see it you should owe me. You soul should belong to me because I let you live. Well here is a news flash for you it won’t happen again. If and when the situation comes around again I will finish you off. I don’t even consider you a threat…look how easily I man handled you Slamm. You’re nothing more than my bitch. Your not even in are league…so why are you competing in this match? Is it so you can get your revenge on Hellfire and myself? Is it strictly for the greed of maybe winning the World Title? Well either of those choice won’t fall in your way Slamm. You see after I finish off Tumbler I am coming straight for you. No mercy this time Slamm, the only thing that can save you now Slamm is hells fury.”

(Scott turns around and takes one final drag off his cigarette before he puts it out. He takes another sip of his beer and puts the bottle on the bar. He reaches in his pocket and throws a twenty on the bar. He looks at Dennis and heads towards the door.)

“Thanks man take it easy.”

(Lenoir walks out of the bar and makes a right down Broadway. A crack head steps out of the alley in front of the Lenoir.)

Crack Head: “Yo man I need some money man. I gotta get that rock homey.”

(Lenoir looks at him with a very serious look.)

Lenoir: “Let me ask you a question? Do you buy me drugs?”

Crack Head: “No!”

Lenoir: “Well why in the fuck should I buy you some? Get the fuck out of my damn way.”

(Lenoir grabs the Crack Head and throws him into the alley. He heads back down Broadway on his way to the square to get his car. Once he gets to the traffic light at Alicanna and Broadway the screen fades to black.)

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