Post by djblue on Jun 20, 2006 15:59:21 GMT -5
FADE IN
EXT: ALLEY - MOMENTS AFTER ANTHONY RAN OUT OF THE LOCKER ROOM AT NIGHT
Anthony staggers through the alley. He releases a loud, painful scream and collapses to the ground. He puts his head in his hands and rocks back and forth like a junkie DTing. In the distance to his right is flashes a red light. Some laughing is heard. Anthony stands up and walks toward the light. He sees a bar and smiles. As he walks toward the bar:
ISABELLA
What are you doing?
ANTHONY'S VOICE
He's doing what he needs to do! You know you want to forget!
ISABELLA
Anthony stop! Don't do this!
Anthony looks at the bar. He opens the door to the bar and the world goes blurry. He turns back to the street and sees himself and Isabella look at each other.
ANTHONY
What the fuck?
ISABELLA
(to ANTHONY'S REFLECTION)
You can't hold on to him forever!
ANTHONY'S REFLECTION
I took your place! I took away his pain! I became what he needed! Where were you?
ANTHONY
(screaming)
No!
Anthony runs toward his reflection and tackles it. He begins to wildly start punching it, screaming incoherently! Isabella walks over!
ANTHONY
(as the assault continues)
I don't need you anymore! I don't need you anymore!!!
ISABELLA
(gently)
Anthony.
ANTHONY
(reckless abandoned)
Get out of my f-cking head! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!
ISABELLA
(deeper voice)
Anthony!
Anthony falls to a side and looks at the bloody body of himself. The body's head turns to Anthony and smiles.
ANTHONY'S REFLECTION
(slowly)
I'm not that easy to get rid of!
MALE VOICE
Son?
Anthony looks up, back in the alley he was in. A vagabond look down at Anthony. The vagabond smiles.
VAGABOND
Son? Are you okay?
Anthony stands up, towering over the slight, bearded old man.
ANTHONY
I'm fine.
VAGABOND
Do you have any change? I haven't eaten in three days.
Anthony shakes his head.
ANTHONY
I think there's a diner around the corner. I'll take you to it. Get whatever you want.
INT: DINER BOOTH - MOMENTS LATER
The vagabond sits across from Anthony, staring confusingly at him.
VAGABOND
Why are you doing this?
ANTHONY
Everyone needs redemption, old man! Everyone needs to start attoning for their sins. I need to start attoning for mine.
VAGABOND
Putting your faith in Jesus?
ANTHONY
I'm putting my faith in myself. I don't believe in Hell, but I have shamed in the eyes of G-d.
VAGABOND
Who are you?
ANTHONY
(shakes his head)
Just a nomad like you, son. Except I have everything I could want, and very little of what I need. I'm a fighter.
VAGABOND
I can see that. What do you mean?
ANTHONY
I beat the hell out of people for a living. I entertain thousands by turning people inside out.
VAGABOND
You know, I used to be a fighter too. Living here, like I do. . .you learn how to fight differently.
ANTHONY
What?
VAGABOND
You learn how to fight for every meal, every place to sleep. You learn to fight humiliation, the stares, the knowledge that I'm an embarassment to my country.
ANTHONY
You're not an embarassment.
The waitress brings the food. Anthony drinks a black coffee as the vagabond eats a huge meal.
VAGABOND
I can't repay you for this.
ANTHONY
I'm not looking to be repaid, old man!
VAGABOND
I can't thank you enough.
INT: LOCKER ROOM - TWO HOURS LATER
Anthony slides back into the locker room. He sits on a chair.
ANTHONY (V.O.)
Who the hell am I kidding? What is this sh*t I'm doing to myself? "I have everything I need and almost nothing I want." What is this sh*t? Look at that man I saw! He has nothing he wants and nothing he needs. And I am calling myself worthless. I am worthless! I have what I want! I have what I need! Does it matter how long I have to wait???
Anthony walks to the locker.
ANTHONY
No, it doesn't. That old man showed me something. . .Everything is precious. I wasted 10 years feeling sorry for myself. I wasted 10 years on self pity. . .f*ck my pity, f*ck my sorrow. . .that old man was thrown on the sh*t heap. If it weren't for my family's money, I'd be there too! It's no longer time for me to feel sorry. . .the PCW wants to put in my in a tag team tournament. . .fine! I never relied on anyone before and I still won't. The two times I was in a tag team, I lost because some weak link couldn't keep up his end of the bargin! So, whether it be Lantlas, or Al Laiman. . .NCM or Dan Ellis. . .I just don't give a sh*t! The PCW can team me with a stiff dead body and Anthony Douglas will show the PCW, the world and my opponents that people thrown away, thrown on the sh*t heap and discarded like yesterday's news come back to bite in the ass when given the chance! I don't give a good G-d damn who I'm teamed with and who I'm fighting. Anthony Douglas will take what is his. . .a golden belt around his waist and give to who I'm fighting what is theirs. . .a smile that's all gums and the inability to walk straight! And, if the assh*les that run this sh*t factory team me with NCM, I'll beat his ass as soon as I beat their asses. . .because, come Return To Glory, NCM. . .that North American Championship goes where it belongs! Right here. . .to the Wolverine.
FADE TO BLACK AS ANTHONY WALKS OUT THE DOOR