Post by Edward Grado on Nov 25, 2023 12:13:52 GMT -5
Flashback
11.14.23
Undisclosed Hosptial
Off Camera
Cameras peer into the hospital room catching Sam Chatman holding his new baby boy cradled in his loving arms not even 24 hours removed from an attack at the hands of The Fortunate Ones. Sam’s face is full of love as his little man is nearly asleep when the door is kicked open catching Sam and his old lady off guard to find Edward Grado standing with his hands on his hips striking a Superman pose as he is shirtless, wearing an oversized diaper, a blue bonnet on his head, black fanny pack around his waist, with red crocs on his feet.
GRADO- “Dada!”
Sam responds with anger in his voice while his wife shrieks.
SAM CHATMAN- “BRO! What the hell man!”
Sam gets out of his chair as his son is now crying uncontrollably. Sam passes the baby off to its mother as he cuts his eyes toward Baby Grado who waves at the proud new parents.
GRADO- “STOP! Baby Time!”
Edward breaks out into an M.C. Hammer dance across the floor.
“GET HIM OUT OF HERE!”
Sam’s wife lashes out causing Edward to stop his dance.
GRADO- “You no like?”
Sam spouts out.
SAM CHATMAN- “You. Me. Outside. Now!”
Sam looks back at his wife.
SAM CHATMAN- “I’ll handle this.”
“You better!”
Sam walks around the hospital bed and walks toward Baby Grado snatching him by the arm and walking him through the door, closing it behind them, and heading out into the hallway. Nurses and Doctors alike gawk at a grown man wearing a baby costume.
SAM CHATMAN- “What the hell are you doing?!?! I thought we agreed you wouldn’t be weird.”
GRADO- “Grado not weird. Grado came to see Daddy.”
Sam rolls his eyes.
SAM CHATMAN- “Why is everything a joke to you?”
GRADO- “Not everything is funny. Grado has something to tell you.”
SAM CHATMAN- “You dressed like a baby in a hospital. What do you mean not everything is a joke? My wife is traumatized.”
GRADO- “They why she wink at Grado?”
Sam is about to explode as the veins in his neck start popping out.
GRADO- “Besides, Grado wanted to see the new baby and… “
Edward rips off his diaper displaying a thong as he spouts out into Sonny and Cher.
GRADO- “I got you, babe!”
SAM CHATMAN- “I don’t believe this! Put a towel on or something! Jesus dude, you’re going to get us kicked out!”
Edward doesn’t have a chance as hospital security shows up and grabs him by both arms aggressively.
“You’re coming with us.”
GRADO- “STRANGER DANGER!”
Edward tries to get free but security has a tight grasp on his arms.
SAM CHATMAN- “Hold up, take your hands off him.”
Sam shoves one of the security officers away from Grado which causes the other one to lunge at Sam. Sam evades and it’s Grado who hits some sweet shin music on him!
SAM CHATMAN- “RUN!”
Grado and Sam take off down the hallway with Edwards's flabby cheeks on full display with security not far behind them. They cut the corner of the hallway and hit the elevator button on the elevator. Sam snatches Edward as they head toward the emergency staircase.
The dynamic duo burst through an exterior exit off the emergency staircase and took off down the sidewalk and across the street to take refuge in a park.
SAM CHATMAN- “Every time you show up somewhere, something crazy happens!”
GRADO- “It’s not intentional, but I needed to talk to you.”
Grado’s tone of voice completely changes to a normal tone causing Sam to cock his left eyebrow.
SAM CHATMAN- “Wait, what? You spoke in a complete sentence?”
GRADO- “I told you I had something to tell you.”
Grado scratches his left buttcheek as they
GRADO- “I know that I can be a little much, and I understand that people don’t know how to take me. I’m okay with that, what I’m not okay with is what transpired last night on Smash with J Mont and Amber Mansley laying hands on us.”
Sam interjects.
SAM CHATMAN- “Why are you talking normal? This whole thing is an act?”
Edward shrugs.
GRADO- “You know how Austin has a million personalities?”
SAM CHATMAN- “Yeah.”
GRADO- “Let’s just say we’re cut from the same cloth, and at some point, during that attack, I was clocked in the head. Every headshot brings out a different personality.”
SAM CHATMAN- “It all makes sense now.”
GRADO- “Correct, I have a personality disorder that could serve a purpose here because J Mont and Amber won’t see it coming. They’re going to assume that I’m an ignorant weak link but what they’re not going to know is that they’re going to be responsible for their demise. The attention whores are going to be embarrassed more than J Mont’s mouth gets him in.”
Sam starts to smile with a sinister grin.
SAM CHATMAN- “Wait, that’s a lot to unpack. You are serious? You’re not the goofy, weird guy?”
GRADO- “I mean I wouldn’t say goofy or weird per-say, but no. I’m not…
SAM CHATMAN- “THAT’S GREAT! Wait a minute, then why are you wearing a thong? Why did you show up in a diaper? Why did you do Grado things in the hospital?”
GRADO- “Because if I can fool you, I can fool anyone.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Sneaky little bastard.”
GRADO- “If it fooled you it’s going to fool them.”
SAM CHATMAN- “I found it amusing that they said fuck us yet went out of their way to attack us. You’d think we’re some kind of threat or something.”
GRADO- “You’ve seen Mont in the ring solo, right? Dude is as wishy-washy record-wise as I am. I don’t think I can remember the last time J Mont won anything of substance in the WGWF since winning and losing the World Title in a month. He surrounds himself with props because deep down inside he knows the only way he is relevant is with a supporting cast. Little dick syndrome if it ever was.”
Sam and Grado take a seat on a nearby bench.
SAM CHATMAN- “J Mont is nothing if not predictable. He follows the same patterns wherever he goes. He finds out he can’t win on his own, usually finds a general manager to link up with, and then starts building an army of minions that are dumb enough to do his bidding. Take Mansely as an example, the epitome of a dumb blonde that would jump into the deep end of a pool and drown all for the sake of a scratch and sniff at the bottom.”
GRADO- “Listen you don’t have to convince me just how much of a joke Mont is, I just have to look at his career. He prides himself on family, yet throughout all his Fuck You’s he didn’t mention Austin or Todrick, yet here we are “alleged” family. Amber is as bland as they come. If you’ve seen one stuck-up bitch you’ve seen them all, and with all due respect there’s only one Sonya Benson while Amber is a dollar general knock-off.”
Sam has a thought.
SAM CHATMAN- “I think we can use this to our advantage.”
Grado responds.
GRADO- “No shit.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Can you pretend to be…”
Edward smirks at Sam.
GRADO- “Papi!”
Sam and Edward break out into laughter before Sam composes himself.
SAM CHATMAN- “We are going to wreck shop and take that contender for the Tag Titles. When the time is right you flip that switch and catch them by surprise. Nobody will see this coming.”
GRADO- “Damn right we are, and that’s the plan. We use their misfortune for our own fortune. I can’t wait to see the look in their eyes knowing they just got played.”
Sam then asks.
SAM CHATMAN- “Who else knows about this?”
GRADO- “Nobody.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Not even Austin?”
GRADO- “Nobody.”
SAM CHATMAN- “This is going to be incredible.”
Sam then states.
SAM CHATMAN- “It looks like the only thing we’re missing is a name for our team.”
GRADO- “I have an idea for that.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Oh yeah?”
Sam asks.
GRADO- “Yeah, and it’s soooooooo Grado.”
SAM CHATMAN- “I’m listening.”
GRADO- “You know how you’re the Lone Wolf.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Yeah.”
GRADO- “We’re going to be the Lone Wolves.”
Sam, confused asks.
SAM CHATMAN- “Um, how do you pluralize the Lone Wolf when there are two of us? Shouldn’t we be The Wolves? Or The Two Wolves?”
GRADO- “If you know, you know.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Wait, why does that sound like you picked that up from Air Hea…. AHHHHH, well played.”
Grado winks at Sam before stating.
GRADO- “Listen, I’m sorry for causing a scene and I hope that your wife isn’t going to be too pissed at you, but I needed to have this conversation because there are many sides to my personality. Any major shot in the head has the potential to shift it. Right now, I’m locked in on one thing… Beating The Fortunate Ones and making them eat every word they’ve regurgitated because they’re not smart enough to elevate their game.”
Grado then asks.
GRADO- “I have a serious question.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Shoot.”
GRADO- “Can we get outta here because I’m cold and in a thong?”
Sam chuckles under his breath,
SAM CHATMAN- “You’re crazy as hell man, I like it. Yeah, we can bounce. Go get some clothes.”
Grado stands up and dusts off his pearly white cheeks. Sam gets up off the bench and then states.
SAM CHATMAN- “You know you could have just called me.”
Grado responds without batting an eyelash.
GRADO- “Yeah, but where is the fun in that?”
Present Day.
Grado is shown strutting ass out onto a stage in full wrestling singlet followed by Sam Chatman who has his hands on his hips while shaking his head.
SAM CHATMAN- “GRADO!”
Grado spins around belting out Madonna's lyrics.
GRADO- “LIFE IS A MYSTERY….”
Sam cups Grado’s mouth with his left hand muffling his attempt.
SAM CHATMAN- ‘Get serious! We have a HUGE opportunity waiting for us!”
Sam removes his hand from Grado’s mouth.
GRADO- “Grado is serious.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Bro we have to cut a promo.”
GRADO- “I’m hungry.”
SAM CHATMAN- “You can have leftovers after we handle business. This is about getting a crack at the SEX.”
Grado’s ears pop up.
GRADO- “You want to have sexy with me? YES!”
Grado starts to remove his singlet straps causing Sam to lash out.
SAM CHATMAN- “NOOOOOOOO!!!”
Sam helps Edward put his straps back up on his shoulders.
SAM CHATMAN- “Sports Entertainment Xpress, but to get to them we must knock down The Fortunate Ones; namely Amber Mansley and J Mont.”
The sheer mention of J Mont’s name takes Edward from a silly, goofy state to a more serious expression as he responds.
GRADO- “Hello, J Mont. Hey, I have a question for you and your Fortunate Ones. How is it going to feel knowing that you’ve been outsmarted? How is it going to feel when you think that you’re dealing with a joke only to find yourself as the punchline? You might think that you run things, but sadly the only thing you’re running is further and further down the ladder of credible WGWF stars. Your vanity has always and will always be your downfall, but now you’ve shaken the wrong tree because this Apex Predator is going to yank your carcass up it and eat you alive.”
Sam then states.
SAM CHATMAN- “I want to thank you, Mont. You and Amber both because when you attacked us like the true cowards that you are you actually knocked some sense into my partner; and based on what I’ve seen over the last week or so, that was probably the worst mistake you could have made. I find it interesting that someone like J Mont and Mansely who seem to put themselves on a pedestal would look to make some kind of example out of us. I mean, you’d think we are some kind of threat or something, right?”
GRADO- “Nah, that can’t be. Us? A threat to the great and powerful Fortunate Ones? Well, it tracks, and I’ll tell you why. Mansley failed at becoming the Television Champion, J Mont FAILED to beat Goth, and the only person who is actually holding up their ends in that ragtag group is Engima; at least that guy knows how to win. I can imagine how small both Mansley and Mont feel being in the shadow of The Monster Machine.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Well, they did attack us under the guise that this was going to be easy.”
GRADO- “See that’s the thing, Sam. They attacked us because they thought this was an easy route to get their hands on some gold. They want it all, remember?”
SAM CHATMAN- “Wish in one hand and shit in the other. Tell me which one fills up faster.”
GRADO- "What they’re not going to expect is the full-fledged fight that we’re going to bring. Not only the fight we bring but I have an ace in the hole as well.”
Sam is caught off guard by the statement by Edward.
SAM CHATMAN- “Ace in the hole? What are you talking about? What did you do?”
GRADO- “Let’s just say that the Fortunate Ones haven’t made a lot of friends… even within their own camp. What if I told you that someone on the inside is prepared to make a stand against them when the time is right?”
SAM CHATMAN- “Edawrd, be careful with this. They are all snakes looking to strike.”
GRADO- “And? I’m a Grado, and I’m more of a man than J Mont ever could be. I tell you this, when we are done smacking them around like they owe us money. They think they’ve got the numbers, they’re wrong. I have made a few calls of my own because we all know how this is going to end; they’re going to try and steal it like they’ve done everything else they’ve attained… but much like Mont has failed at being a Main Eventer, much like Amber has failed at being a mid-carder, much like Justin York bailed out on the Fortunate Ones they are going to be in for a rude awakening.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Damn Eddie, you’ve been putting in work over the last few weeks.”
GRADO- “This is our shot to put a pen in the balloon of these gutless turds and put them out to pasture right here, right now. If we get this done there isn’t anywhere for the Fortunate Ones to go. They’re going to eat their words and this facade of them “running” anything will be a bigger joke than J Mont’s title runs.”
Sam chuckles under his breath.
SAM CHATMAN- “I have no doubts that we are going to stand tall here. J Mont can’t mask his insecurities with this one. Amber Mansley can’t hide behind her lack of abilities, because this is our time to make a stand and take the fight to these pricks. The Lone Wolves are going to stand tall, and J Mont is going to do what he does best.”
Grado turns and gazes directly into the camera.
GRADO- “Eat his words.”
Sam directs his attention to the lens of the camera.
SAM CHATMAN- “J Mont, Mansley… both of you are about to learn a valuable lesson when we take center stage Monday Night on Smash. You thought that you had this in the bag, you thought that you run the show but all you’ve managed to do is show the world just what a couple of desperate attention whores look like. We have a BIG surprise for you; actually several, and the looks on your faces when one of your own betrays you is just going to be the beginning of the Fortunate One's end. Above all else, you’ll learn that you probably shouldn’t hunt what you can’t kill.”
Sam and Grado intently stare into the camera as the scene fades to black.
11.14.23
Undisclosed Hosptial
Off Camera
Cameras peer into the hospital room catching Sam Chatman holding his new baby boy cradled in his loving arms not even 24 hours removed from an attack at the hands of The Fortunate Ones. Sam’s face is full of love as his little man is nearly asleep when the door is kicked open catching Sam and his old lady off guard to find Edward Grado standing with his hands on his hips striking a Superman pose as he is shirtless, wearing an oversized diaper, a blue bonnet on his head, black fanny pack around his waist, with red crocs on his feet.
GRADO- “Dada!”
Sam responds with anger in his voice while his wife shrieks.
SAM CHATMAN- “BRO! What the hell man!”
Sam gets out of his chair as his son is now crying uncontrollably. Sam passes the baby off to its mother as he cuts his eyes toward Baby Grado who waves at the proud new parents.
GRADO- “STOP! Baby Time!”
Edward breaks out into an M.C. Hammer dance across the floor.
“GET HIM OUT OF HERE!”
Sam’s wife lashes out causing Edward to stop his dance.
GRADO- “You no like?”
Sam spouts out.
SAM CHATMAN- “You. Me. Outside. Now!”
Sam looks back at his wife.
SAM CHATMAN- “I’ll handle this.”
“You better!”
Sam walks around the hospital bed and walks toward Baby Grado snatching him by the arm and walking him through the door, closing it behind them, and heading out into the hallway. Nurses and Doctors alike gawk at a grown man wearing a baby costume.
SAM CHATMAN- “What the hell are you doing?!?! I thought we agreed you wouldn’t be weird.”
GRADO- “Grado not weird. Grado came to see Daddy.”
Sam rolls his eyes.
SAM CHATMAN- “Why is everything a joke to you?”
GRADO- “Not everything is funny. Grado has something to tell you.”
SAM CHATMAN- “You dressed like a baby in a hospital. What do you mean not everything is a joke? My wife is traumatized.”
GRADO- “They why she wink at Grado?”
Sam is about to explode as the veins in his neck start popping out.
GRADO- “Besides, Grado wanted to see the new baby and… “
Edward rips off his diaper displaying a thong as he spouts out into Sonny and Cher.
GRADO- “I got you, babe!”
SAM CHATMAN- “I don’t believe this! Put a towel on or something! Jesus dude, you’re going to get us kicked out!”
Edward doesn’t have a chance as hospital security shows up and grabs him by both arms aggressively.
“You’re coming with us.”
GRADO- “STRANGER DANGER!”
Edward tries to get free but security has a tight grasp on his arms.
SAM CHATMAN- “Hold up, take your hands off him.”
Sam shoves one of the security officers away from Grado which causes the other one to lunge at Sam. Sam evades and it’s Grado who hits some sweet shin music on him!
SAM CHATMAN- “RUN!”
Grado and Sam take off down the hallway with Edwards's flabby cheeks on full display with security not far behind them. They cut the corner of the hallway and hit the elevator button on the elevator. Sam snatches Edward as they head toward the emergency staircase.
The dynamic duo burst through an exterior exit off the emergency staircase and took off down the sidewalk and across the street to take refuge in a park.
SAM CHATMAN- “Every time you show up somewhere, something crazy happens!”
GRADO- “It’s not intentional, but I needed to talk to you.”
Grado’s tone of voice completely changes to a normal tone causing Sam to cock his left eyebrow.
SAM CHATMAN- “Wait, what? You spoke in a complete sentence?”
GRADO- “I told you I had something to tell you.”
Grado scratches his left buttcheek as they
GRADO- “I know that I can be a little much, and I understand that people don’t know how to take me. I’m okay with that, what I’m not okay with is what transpired last night on Smash with J Mont and Amber Mansley laying hands on us.”
Sam interjects.
SAM CHATMAN- “Why are you talking normal? This whole thing is an act?”
Edward shrugs.
GRADO- “You know how Austin has a million personalities?”
SAM CHATMAN- “Yeah.”
GRADO- “Let’s just say we’re cut from the same cloth, and at some point, during that attack, I was clocked in the head. Every headshot brings out a different personality.”
SAM CHATMAN- “It all makes sense now.”
GRADO- “Correct, I have a personality disorder that could serve a purpose here because J Mont and Amber won’t see it coming. They’re going to assume that I’m an ignorant weak link but what they’re not going to know is that they’re going to be responsible for their demise. The attention whores are going to be embarrassed more than J Mont’s mouth gets him in.”
Sam starts to smile with a sinister grin.
SAM CHATMAN- “Wait, that’s a lot to unpack. You are serious? You’re not the goofy, weird guy?”
GRADO- “I mean I wouldn’t say goofy or weird per-say, but no. I’m not…
SAM CHATMAN- “THAT’S GREAT! Wait a minute, then why are you wearing a thong? Why did you show up in a diaper? Why did you do Grado things in the hospital?”
GRADO- “Because if I can fool you, I can fool anyone.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Sneaky little bastard.”
GRADO- “If it fooled you it’s going to fool them.”
SAM CHATMAN- “I found it amusing that they said fuck us yet went out of their way to attack us. You’d think we’re some kind of threat or something.”
GRADO- “You’ve seen Mont in the ring solo, right? Dude is as wishy-washy record-wise as I am. I don’t think I can remember the last time J Mont won anything of substance in the WGWF since winning and losing the World Title in a month. He surrounds himself with props because deep down inside he knows the only way he is relevant is with a supporting cast. Little dick syndrome if it ever was.”
Sam and Grado take a seat on a nearby bench.
SAM CHATMAN- “J Mont is nothing if not predictable. He follows the same patterns wherever he goes. He finds out he can’t win on his own, usually finds a general manager to link up with, and then starts building an army of minions that are dumb enough to do his bidding. Take Mansely as an example, the epitome of a dumb blonde that would jump into the deep end of a pool and drown all for the sake of a scratch and sniff at the bottom.”
GRADO- “Listen you don’t have to convince me just how much of a joke Mont is, I just have to look at his career. He prides himself on family, yet throughout all his Fuck You’s he didn’t mention Austin or Todrick, yet here we are “alleged” family. Amber is as bland as they come. If you’ve seen one stuck-up bitch you’ve seen them all, and with all due respect there’s only one Sonya Benson while Amber is a dollar general knock-off.”
Sam has a thought.
SAM CHATMAN- “I think we can use this to our advantage.”
Grado responds.
GRADO- “No shit.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Can you pretend to be…”
Edward smirks at Sam.
GRADO- “Papi!”
Sam and Edward break out into laughter before Sam composes himself.
SAM CHATMAN- “We are going to wreck shop and take that contender for the Tag Titles. When the time is right you flip that switch and catch them by surprise. Nobody will see this coming.”
GRADO- “Damn right we are, and that’s the plan. We use their misfortune for our own fortune. I can’t wait to see the look in their eyes knowing they just got played.”
Sam then asks.
SAM CHATMAN- “Who else knows about this?”
GRADO- “Nobody.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Not even Austin?”
GRADO- “Nobody.”
SAM CHATMAN- “This is going to be incredible.”
Sam then states.
SAM CHATMAN- “It looks like the only thing we’re missing is a name for our team.”
GRADO- “I have an idea for that.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Oh yeah?”
Sam asks.
GRADO- “Yeah, and it’s soooooooo Grado.”
SAM CHATMAN- “I’m listening.”
GRADO- “You know how you’re the Lone Wolf.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Yeah.”
GRADO- “We’re going to be the Lone Wolves.”
Sam, confused asks.
SAM CHATMAN- “Um, how do you pluralize the Lone Wolf when there are two of us? Shouldn’t we be The Wolves? Or The Two Wolves?”
GRADO- “If you know, you know.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Wait, why does that sound like you picked that up from Air Hea…. AHHHHH, well played.”
Grado winks at Sam before stating.
GRADO- “Listen, I’m sorry for causing a scene and I hope that your wife isn’t going to be too pissed at you, but I needed to have this conversation because there are many sides to my personality. Any major shot in the head has the potential to shift it. Right now, I’m locked in on one thing… Beating The Fortunate Ones and making them eat every word they’ve regurgitated because they’re not smart enough to elevate their game.”
Grado then asks.
GRADO- “I have a serious question.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Shoot.”
GRADO- “Can we get outta here because I’m cold and in a thong?”
Sam chuckles under his breath,
SAM CHATMAN- “You’re crazy as hell man, I like it. Yeah, we can bounce. Go get some clothes.”
Grado stands up and dusts off his pearly white cheeks. Sam gets up off the bench and then states.
SAM CHATMAN- “You know you could have just called me.”
Grado responds without batting an eyelash.
GRADO- “Yeah, but where is the fun in that?”
Present Day.
Grado is shown strutting ass out onto a stage in full wrestling singlet followed by Sam Chatman who has his hands on his hips while shaking his head.
SAM CHATMAN- “GRADO!”
Grado spins around belting out Madonna's lyrics.
GRADO- “LIFE IS A MYSTERY….”
Sam cups Grado’s mouth with his left hand muffling his attempt.
SAM CHATMAN- ‘Get serious! We have a HUGE opportunity waiting for us!”
Sam removes his hand from Grado’s mouth.
GRADO- “Grado is serious.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Bro we have to cut a promo.”
GRADO- “I’m hungry.”
SAM CHATMAN- “You can have leftovers after we handle business. This is about getting a crack at the SEX.”
Grado’s ears pop up.
GRADO- “You want to have sexy with me? YES!”
Grado starts to remove his singlet straps causing Sam to lash out.
SAM CHATMAN- “NOOOOOOOO!!!”
Sam helps Edward put his straps back up on his shoulders.
SAM CHATMAN- “Sports Entertainment Xpress, but to get to them we must knock down The Fortunate Ones; namely Amber Mansley and J Mont.”
The sheer mention of J Mont’s name takes Edward from a silly, goofy state to a more serious expression as he responds.
GRADO- “Hello, J Mont. Hey, I have a question for you and your Fortunate Ones. How is it going to feel knowing that you’ve been outsmarted? How is it going to feel when you think that you’re dealing with a joke only to find yourself as the punchline? You might think that you run things, but sadly the only thing you’re running is further and further down the ladder of credible WGWF stars. Your vanity has always and will always be your downfall, but now you’ve shaken the wrong tree because this Apex Predator is going to yank your carcass up it and eat you alive.”
Sam then states.
SAM CHATMAN- “I want to thank you, Mont. You and Amber both because when you attacked us like the true cowards that you are you actually knocked some sense into my partner; and based on what I’ve seen over the last week or so, that was probably the worst mistake you could have made. I find it interesting that someone like J Mont and Mansely who seem to put themselves on a pedestal would look to make some kind of example out of us. I mean, you’d think we are some kind of threat or something, right?”
GRADO- “Nah, that can’t be. Us? A threat to the great and powerful Fortunate Ones? Well, it tracks, and I’ll tell you why. Mansley failed at becoming the Television Champion, J Mont FAILED to beat Goth, and the only person who is actually holding up their ends in that ragtag group is Engima; at least that guy knows how to win. I can imagine how small both Mansley and Mont feel being in the shadow of The Monster Machine.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Well, they did attack us under the guise that this was going to be easy.”
GRADO- “See that’s the thing, Sam. They attacked us because they thought this was an easy route to get their hands on some gold. They want it all, remember?”
SAM CHATMAN- “Wish in one hand and shit in the other. Tell me which one fills up faster.”
GRADO- "What they’re not going to expect is the full-fledged fight that we’re going to bring. Not only the fight we bring but I have an ace in the hole as well.”
Sam is caught off guard by the statement by Edward.
SAM CHATMAN- “Ace in the hole? What are you talking about? What did you do?”
GRADO- “Let’s just say that the Fortunate Ones haven’t made a lot of friends… even within their own camp. What if I told you that someone on the inside is prepared to make a stand against them when the time is right?”
SAM CHATMAN- “Edawrd, be careful with this. They are all snakes looking to strike.”
GRADO- “And? I’m a Grado, and I’m more of a man than J Mont ever could be. I tell you this, when we are done smacking them around like they owe us money. They think they’ve got the numbers, they’re wrong. I have made a few calls of my own because we all know how this is going to end; they’re going to try and steal it like they’ve done everything else they’ve attained… but much like Mont has failed at being a Main Eventer, much like Amber has failed at being a mid-carder, much like Justin York bailed out on the Fortunate Ones they are going to be in for a rude awakening.”
SAM CHATMAN- “Damn Eddie, you’ve been putting in work over the last few weeks.”
GRADO- “This is our shot to put a pen in the balloon of these gutless turds and put them out to pasture right here, right now. If we get this done there isn’t anywhere for the Fortunate Ones to go. They’re going to eat their words and this facade of them “running” anything will be a bigger joke than J Mont’s title runs.”
Sam chuckles under his breath.
SAM CHATMAN- “I have no doubts that we are going to stand tall here. J Mont can’t mask his insecurities with this one. Amber Mansley can’t hide behind her lack of abilities, because this is our time to make a stand and take the fight to these pricks. The Lone Wolves are going to stand tall, and J Mont is going to do what he does best.”
Grado turns and gazes directly into the camera.
GRADO- “Eat his words.”
Sam directs his attention to the lens of the camera.
SAM CHATMAN- “J Mont, Mansley… both of you are about to learn a valuable lesson when we take center stage Monday Night on Smash. You thought that you had this in the bag, you thought that you run the show but all you’ve managed to do is show the world just what a couple of desperate attention whores look like. We have a BIG surprise for you; actually several, and the looks on your faces when one of your own betrays you is just going to be the beginning of the Fortunate One's end. Above all else, you’ll learn that you probably shouldn’t hunt what you can’t kill.”
Sam and Grado intently stare into the camera as the scene fades to black.