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| We open back up on the booth in the hotel bar where Sharc is finishing off the contents of a bottle of beer. VOICE: Whoa. Cute chick at the bar. A little fat, but still pretty cute. SHARC: Who's she look like. VOICE: Kind of like Alicia Silverstone, or maybe Fiona Apple. SHARC: You want her? VOICE: I do. SHARC: Man, when are you gonna grow some balls? You're 20 years old and you've yet to even bang a chick. What's wrong with you? VOICE: Nothing. SHARC: You ain't a fag are you. VOICE: No. SHARC: You sure? You don't think about Ricky Martin during your late night knuckle shuffles do you. VOICE: No man. SHARC: Come on. I feel like a change of scenery. I still have to deal with another person. Sharc gets up and walks over to the bar. He takes a seat right next to the woman. She has long blonde hair, and does somewhat resemble Fiona Apple facially. She is wearing a long black skirt and a black top with a white vest over her shirt. She is taking a long sip from a bottle of beer, the same brand as Sharc's. She looks over at Sharc when she realizes she is being taped. WOMAN: What the hell is this? SHARC: It's okay, I'm a star. He's with me. WOMAN: You're a star? Of what, a porno movie? SHARC: No, I'm a wrestler. WOMAN: Really? From where. SHARC: TWW. WOMAN: Is that the one where they yell T-W-W after somebody goes through a table. SHARC: No, that's ECW. WOMAN: Oh wait, do you mean Tidal Wave Wrestling. Wait a second, you're Sharc aren't you? SHARC: Yeah. WOMAN: I happened to flip by the show last night. Oh my God, that is so weird. Why are you here? Oh, you just did the show from here, duh. I'm sorry. So who is this guy? SHARC: He's my camera man. WOMAN: Does he have a name? SHARC: Did we ever decide what we're gonna call you? VOICE: Didn't you want to name me after that jobber hockey player guy. SHARC: Oh from the Bruins. Yeah. Cameron Mann. WOMAN: (She laughs.) Your name is Cameron Mann? Like, Camera Man? VOICE: I guess. SHARC: And what's your name? WOMAN: Chelsea. SHARC: How old are you? She whispers in his ear. SHARC: No kidding. BARTENDER: Did I just hear you say your 19? SHARC: No, she said she was 23. BARTENDER: Are you sure that's what I heard? SHARC: (Digging into his pockets. He pulls out a pair of $50 bills and slides them to the bartender.) Why don't you turn on the radio. BARTENDER: Okay. He turns on the radio and scans through some local stations. Sharc then notices the boombox behind the bar has a CD player. SHARC: Hey, give him a CD Cameron. CAMERON: Which one you want to hear? SHARC: Aerosmith. I've been dying to hear "Mama Kin." You like Aerosmith Chelsea. CHELSEA: No. SHARC: Too bad. You got a boyfriend? CHELSEA: Sort of. SHARC: Tell me something, what does your boyfriend make a year? CHELSEA: I don't know, maybe $15,000 a year. SHARC: I make more than that a week. And when's the last time that man of yours took you anywhere besides his house to try and get in your pants. CHELSEA: He still lives with his parents. SHARC: So you two haven't. CHELSEA: That's none of your business. I don't even know your name. SHARC: (Takes a sip of beer.) Rich. CHELSEA: Bull(beep). SHARC: No, I mean my name is Richard, but everyone calls me Rich. CHELSEA: Oh, sorry. I thought you were talking about something else. I don't really care about money you know. SHARC: Sure you don't. Do you love him? CHELSEA: I don't know. I don't think so. SHARC: Do you know what I did last night? I beat the living hell out of a man just for existing. I broke his fingers just because he ignored me. Does your boyfriend treat you like (beep). CHELSEA: Why are you asking me all this. I don't want to be on TV. SHARC: Does your boyfriend treat you like (beep) or not? CHELSEA: Yes. Sometimes. Like, he, he just makes fun of my body and insults me a lot. SHARC: He shouldn't do that. CHELSEA: Look, I know I don't have the best body in the world, but I deserve some respect. SHARC: Is your boyfriend in the hotel? CHELSEA: Yeah. SHARC: Why? CHELSEA: He wanted us to, be together. But, the (beep) moron told me he'd be at a party until like, 1 a.m., and then he'd come here and we could finally, you know. Because I still live with my parents too. SHARC: I like you. I don't know why but I do. So I'm gonna ask you something. I want you to be with me. I want you to tour around the country with me, I want you to be free of all the (beep) that is your life. I want you. I'll give you everything that poor son of a nothing can. Respect. And I'll give you anything your heart desires. CHELSEA: You want me to just drop everything and come out with you. On the road. What am I supposed to be, your sex slave in return. Because I'm not like that. You can't buy me. SHARC: I don't want to buy you. I just want you to come with me. We'll have some fun. And if you don't like it, you can pack your bags, and I'll pay for your flight back to this hell hole called Texas. No strings attached. CHELSEA: (She smiles, then quickly covers it with her hand.) I don't know Rich. I really don't know you at all. SHARC: Spend the day with me tomorrow then. Keep your room, or I'll get you one of your own here. I have to address somebody, and maybe you can help me out. CHELSEA: What do you mean. SHARC: TWW has this stupid policy that you have to cut promos during the week to hype up your matches. CHELSEA: Is that what you were doing when I came in. SHARC: Yeah, you heard that? CHELSEA: That was very, dark and intense. I'm guessing you're a bad guy or something. SHARC: No. Everybody else is the bad guy. I'm the only good guy in TWW. CHELSEA: But if you have to address another guy, what, do you have two matches or something. SHARC: No, it's just, there is this guy who likes to rip off other people, and he hates the fact that I called him out on it. So he talks all big about how I fear him, blah, blah, blah. CHELSEA: What's his name? (she says putting the bottle to her lips) SHARC: Andy Extreme. Chelsea drops the bottle and spits out all her beer and breaks out into hysterics. She then quickly stops and looks at Sharc's beer-soaked shirt. She then laughs again. SHARC: You are damn lucky I like you or I'd be really pissed right now. CHELSEA: I am so sorry. (She grabs a napkin from the bar and wipes at his shirt, and then his face. She pauses an looks him in the eyes.) SHARC: It's my own fault. I should have waited before telling you his name. CHELSEA: I can't believe there is a guy named Andy Extreme. That is so (beep) pathetic. (She laughs again.) Hi, I'm Andy Extreme! Fear me! Cameron laughs loudly. CHELSEA: What's the matter, don't you laugh Rich? SHARC: Wanna come up to my room to talk a bit. CHELSEA: What time is it? CAMERON: My camera clock says it's just before 1 a.m. CHELSEA: Tell you what. Why don't we get rid of my boyfriend. You say you'd beat up a guy for no reason. Let's see you beat up your competition. You win, I'll take a taxi home first thing tomorrow, and yeah, I'll come out with you. SHARC: I'm dead serious. I want you. I'll destroy him if that's all it takes. CHELSEA: (She reaches into her purse and pulls out a key card.) Let's party. Gray static TO BE CONTINUED |
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