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Sam can talk too.
Topic Started: Feb 2 2005, 11:36 PM (48 Views)
Tiff
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Scene opens on Sam standing in an empty ring, in an empty arena. She’s got her usual shit eating grin on her face.

Sam: Sooo, Elrick. You think that taking down some nameless sap, someone who probably didn’t even know who you were makes you tough?

Sam makes the ‘come here’ motion to someone. Kevin manages to crawl into the ring and stand beside Sam. He looks a little worried about something.

Sam: I can slam someone into the mat too, someone who hardly knows what they are doing.

Sam looks at Kevin and smiles. In case I’ve not mentioned it before Kevin is a small boy, he weighs maybe 130. Sam has no problems lifting him and throwing him back down. I’m sure if I thought about it enough I could think of what she did to him, but I just woke up and my husband is not up yet so I have no one to ask. It’s a nice move, not something that’s going to hurt Kevin too much, though he is in a bit of pain.

Sam: See how easy that was? The main difference is that I don’t feel like I really accomplished something by doing that. Actually I feel a little bad.

Sam helps Kevin up and motions for him to go lay down.

Sam: Now on to all that shit you said.

Sam moves over to a corner and takes a seat on the top of a turnbuckle.

Sam: You say that you hate my kind of person, and that’s fair, I hate the kind of person you are too. So on that at least we are even. But on to other things. You said that you came here because you had nothing better to do. You bitched about the kind of pain you’ve put your body through to get where you are. Also that you’re not going to be sitting around picking your ass anymore.

Sam smiles and takes a breath.

Sam: First, why on earth were you picking your ass and why did you feel the need to tell everyone? Perhaps Megan likes to know what you do to your ass when she’s not around but the rest of us could live without knowing. Thanks.

Sam pauses then continues.

Sam: Secondly, every time you mention how you’ve been here longer, had more matches so on and so forth yet I waltz in and take a title….Well that doesn’t make me look bad, it makes me look good. I apparently did something that you weren’t doing that entire time and now you’re just pissed that I have the title you’ve been working for. Well you know what Elrick?

Again Sam pauses, but this time waiting so Elrick can so “what” when he sees this.

Sam: It’s not my fault that I’m better than you. It’s not my fault that I’ve kicked your ass so many times it’s blurring together in my mind. So go right ahead and complain about how I have the title and you don’t. You want the title THAT bad? All you gotta do is beat me, little ole me. It shouldn’t be too hard for a big man like you.

The last few lines were clearly sarcasm and Sam smiles at her own banter.

Sam: On to our next topic then, pain. You and I need to get something straight. No matter how many times you’ve been beat, in the ring, out of the ring, you’ve got nothing on me. Now I’m not going after anything but a point here, so lets not assume anything else. You been thrown to the mat a few times, been hit with a chair a few more, maybe beaten with the metal stairs?

Sam shakes her head, not impressed with the kind of pain she figures Elrick was talking about.

Sam: When someone holds you down and makes a long deep cut across your stomach, only to later get two other kids to hold you down while he rapes you, we’ll talk. Until then you’ve got nothing to bitch about so I suggest you stop it.

Sam hops down off the turnbuckle back into the ring.

Sam: You seem to question why I’m here an awful lot. It’s no big thing really. I liked kicking ass, I was good at it so I decided to make a career of it. Simple as it gets really. You say that you're here because you had nothing else to do, I’m here because there was nothing else I wanted to do. There is the difference between us you see? I want it, I’m here because I want it. You’re here to…

Sam stops to think about this for a few mintues.

Sam: Try and take my title and then bitch when you cant do it?

Sam nods.

Sam: Sounds about right…

Fade.
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