Post by Deleted on May 29, 2008 15:02:46 GMT -5
Chapter three- Packing up for Summer Blast off
The camera pans onto Kris and Shannon Slade in there bed room. Kris has his suitcase open as Kris is packing his stuff for the week. Shannon standing on the other side of the bed room giving Kris a death looks. Kris keeps packing his street cloths for California. Kris stops packing then begins to talk to Shannon about something.
Kris: Shannon, why are you giving me the “look”?
Shannon turns her head away then begins to talk to Kris with her back to Kris.
Shannon: I’m not talking to your face.
Kris: Why?
Shannon: You’re coming back way too early. You are going to get hurt like you normally do and totally ruin your grand comeback tour. If you even want to call it that. I have to say…you and your brother haven’t done that well/
Kris: Ok, that is a little harsh you think?
Kris walks up to Shannon and places his hand on her shoulder but she pulls away. Kris begins to talk to Shannon as she walks into the bath room.
Kris: Well, the doctor says I will end up like Terry Funk if I keep doing these matches. I said to him “What I am going to become a washed up drunken has-been. Doc, I have two more years left in my body.” The doc was like “Well, you only have like a couple months before you will be in some major trouble.” Shannon, I really don’t know what to do.
Shannon walks out of the bath room then walks to Kris and speaks to him face to face.
Shannon: Well, you should do what the doctor says. I know it kills you but listen to him. Just work things out like you did before so you can have some time off in the middle so you can let your body rest.
Kris: Shannon, there is one problem with that…
Shannon: What is that?
Kris: They want me to work all the dates that I missed with my broken hand. So, I will not have a big rest period like I normally have. They really want to push me for a title. That is why I am in this match…the people I am facing are really good and this will make me important again. I have been in the backseat for so fucking long. This is my chance do you understand that Shannon?
Shannon becomes upset by the statement that Kris said.
Shannon: The legend of Krazy has its final chapter. You have been around forever you need to let the new blood take over. Just past the torch… you have enough money to take care of everything. Also, you have your wrestling school…so it is like your not going to be in the ring just teaching the new generation to wrestle. I know, this is killing you inside but you really need to see what is going on. You’re broken down…
Kris: Bullshit!
Kris becomes upset then walks up to the bed and keeps packing his stuff up.
Kris: I am not broken down.
Shannon: Then what is it?
Kris: I have been giving a bad hand and I can make the next deal better.
Shannon: Nice working with the metaphors since you broke your hand.
Kris closes his suitcase then walks back near Shannon.
Kris: Are you trying to make me laugh?
Shannon: No, just stating something I notice.
Shannon gives Kris a kiss on the lips then walks out of the bed room.
Kris: Broken down…I am not broken down. I know my limits.
Kris pulls the bottle of pills and opens it. Four pills fall into his hand he places then in his mouth then grabs his flask out of his pocket and takes a drink Kris smiles then mumbles aloud.
Kris: It takes the pain away.
Kris walks out of the bed room then fades to black.
The camera pans onto Kris and Shannon Slade in there bed room. Kris has his suitcase open as Kris is packing his stuff for the week. Shannon standing on the other side of the bed room giving Kris a death looks. Kris keeps packing his street cloths for California. Kris stops packing then begins to talk to Shannon about something.
Kris: Shannon, why are you giving me the “look”?
Shannon turns her head away then begins to talk to Kris with her back to Kris.
Shannon: I’m not talking to your face.
Kris: Why?
Shannon: You’re coming back way too early. You are going to get hurt like you normally do and totally ruin your grand comeback tour. If you even want to call it that. I have to say…you and your brother haven’t done that well/
Kris: Ok, that is a little harsh you think?
Kris walks up to Shannon and places his hand on her shoulder but she pulls away. Kris begins to talk to Shannon as she walks into the bath room.
Kris: Well, the doctor says I will end up like Terry Funk if I keep doing these matches. I said to him “What I am going to become a washed up drunken has-been. Doc, I have two more years left in my body.” The doc was like “Well, you only have like a couple months before you will be in some major trouble.” Shannon, I really don’t know what to do.
Shannon walks out of the bath room then walks to Kris and speaks to him face to face.
Shannon: Well, you should do what the doctor says. I know it kills you but listen to him. Just work things out like you did before so you can have some time off in the middle so you can let your body rest.
Kris: Shannon, there is one problem with that…
Shannon: What is that?
Kris: They want me to work all the dates that I missed with my broken hand. So, I will not have a big rest period like I normally have. They really want to push me for a title. That is why I am in this match…the people I am facing are really good and this will make me important again. I have been in the backseat for so fucking long. This is my chance do you understand that Shannon?
Shannon becomes upset by the statement that Kris said.
Shannon: The legend of Krazy has its final chapter. You have been around forever you need to let the new blood take over. Just past the torch… you have enough money to take care of everything. Also, you have your wrestling school…so it is like your not going to be in the ring just teaching the new generation to wrestle. I know, this is killing you inside but you really need to see what is going on. You’re broken down…
Kris: Bullshit!
Kris becomes upset then walks up to the bed and keeps packing his stuff up.
Kris: I am not broken down.
Shannon: Then what is it?
Kris: I have been giving a bad hand and I can make the next deal better.
Shannon: Nice working with the metaphors since you broke your hand.
Kris closes his suitcase then walks back near Shannon.
Kris: Are you trying to make me laugh?
Shannon: No, just stating something I notice.
Shannon gives Kris a kiss on the lips then walks out of the bed room.
Kris: Broken down…I am not broken down. I know my limits.
Kris pulls the bottle of pills and opens it. Four pills fall into his hand he places then in his mouth then grabs his flask out of his pocket and takes a drink Kris smiles then mumbles aloud.
Kris: It takes the pain away.
Kris walks out of the bed room then fades to black.