Post by Alice Knight on Mar 10, 2014 23:47:02 GMT -5
Alice can be seen digging through the wreckage of what remains of her car at a garage, shooing away the eight or nine cats lying on and scratching the seats. She holds her head in pain, from the beating she and Brianna received from earlier in the night on Massacre from The Family. She starts grabbing some of her things from the mess. She pulls out her gym bag full of clothes, laptop, jar of loose change, of course her miniature ant farm and her cooler. She throws in her CD collection into her cooler and picks up everything and limps over to the tow truck garage. She enters the garage seeing the mechanic smoking a cigarette looking over some papers. She limps up to him carrying her stuff.
Alice Knight- Heyyyyyy. (looking at name tag)… Barry?
Mechanic(looking at his name tag)- The name is Joe. It clearly says Joe, ma’am.
Alice Knight- Riiiight. Joe-arry or whatever. I’m not in the mood right now. I just got the shit kicked out of me tonight and… yeah. So don’t start with me. Not only that, I found out before I got here that I have a fatal four way match next week, against three other wrestlers. I don’t know their names at this moment, but how can I compete in that match with the way I was treated tonight. Not fair… but anyway… How does my home…er um… my car look? Can she be saved? And most importantly, is this gonna cost me my shirt off my back… literally I hope…?
Mechanic- It’s not going to be an easy one, ma’am. The damage is pretty serious. You may get the stains out in the back using baking soda… but the stink. Not sure. I think it attracts the cats…
Alice Knight- Those stupid creatures never leave me alone. And speaking of creatures, that damn Roach is someone who needs to be stepped on and then peed on. Or both at the same time. And other things done to him that Jesus Christ, our lord and savior, wouldn’t approve of… like a fist up him bum-bum… hell the whole family should be sodomised, even Sean Fuller… that sexy, crazy, sexy, lunatic, sexy, jerk! Joining the dark side… even though he was kind ‘out there’ anyway… I guess he’ll fit right in with those other idiots…
Mechanic – Yeeeeah, whatever. Well the damage is gonna cost you in the thousands…
Alice Knight- Thousands? Like in pennies? Like thousands of pennies?
Mechanic- Um, no. Dollars…
Alice Knight- Doll-hairs? (crosses her fingers)
Mechanic- Be serious now, lady. Look, you seem like a nice person. And you seem to be in the wrestling business, so I know you’re good for it. Since wrestling pays very well…
Alice Knight-(laughs)- Yeah, I wish… um… I mean yes, yes it does.
Mechanic- So we’ll work on it for and in a week or two, come back with the money, maybe with a few autographs of the OCW stars, some tickets and backstage passes for a few Massacre shows and maybe I’ll throw in a discount.
Alice Knight- You sure you don’t want the shirt off my back? It’s cotton… I got it at the Value Village thrift store while I was in Canada last year… a few little tomato stains, but it’s a hell of a comfy shirt… what do you say? I’ll even throw in some of my underwear; you can give them to your girl friend or… do whatever you like with them, no questions asked… (winks at him and then looks down at her stuff) um, my ant farm? No. I’m not that desperate… What am I thinking?
Mechanic rolls his eyes and walks away from Alice and says “Two Weeks”. Alice punches the air angrily.
Alice Knight- God damn Roach!! Stupid ass-head!
At least he is out of the Black Out 2 main event.
Alice carries her stuff over towards the exit of the garage. She walks over to the payphone. She digs into her jar and pulls out two quarters and puts them in the phone and dials a number.
Alice Knight – Pick up, pick up, pick up… DAMN IT! Voice Mail… Damn. … Um, hey, Brianna, I hope everything is alright with you and your dad. Oh it’s, Alice by the way. You’re dad really took a hard beat down from those asses in the Family. Hell, you and I both did to be honest. But just stay with him and I’ll meet you at Massacre on Monday. Just calling to say I’m stuck at some smelly garage in Shreveport, Louisiana. The guy, Barry the Mechanic is super nice and is gonna get me a deal so it shouldn’t cost me too much to get it fixed. I’ll manage to get another ride and…
As she is talking a van pulls up next to her and a few teenagers step out of the pot smoke filled van and loud music playing that sounds a lot like a mixture of Godsmack and Metallica… basically loud rubbish.
Alice Knight(to the phone)- And yeah, maybe when we’re at Massacre we can plot something to get revenge on the Fami-… (distracted from the music and teens)… hey can you kiddies turn down at music… can’t you see I’m on the phone here… jeez-Louise-lemon-squeeze…
Teen #1- Whoa. It’s that homeless chick from the OCW show tonight! She was in the main event with Brianna and Ian and … what’s his face. Man she got her ASS kicked by the Family, man. Man that’s so sick! You and Brianna were awesome tonight regardless of the aftermath. Hell of a win from you two. No B.S. Turn down the music, guys…
Alice Knight(waving to the kids, not paying full attention)- Right on, pal! (back to the phone) Sorry about that… so I’ll find a way to get a ride to the next show… even if I have to hitchhike… hello? Brianna’s voice mail? Can you hear me?
Alice notices she was disconnected and angrily but gently hits the phone against the garage concrete wall, making sure she doesn’t break it.
Teen #2- Hey Alice, what’s the problem? Couldn’t help but over hearing, but we’re traveling to Cuthbert Georgia for OCW Massacre, my friends and I like going to each show as much as we can. We’re kind of traveling around city to city watching these shows. We’d love to give you a lift if you want? We know what Roach did to you’re car. Plus the Family really gave you guys a whipping tonight.
Teen #3(behind the wheel)- That was sweeeeeeeeet!!!
Teen #2- Shut up, Anthony! What do you say, Alice?
Alice Knight- What, are you looking for some hooker to gang bang and run a train on? Because I’m not entirely turned off by that but just not in the mood, I’m in too much pain for that kind of pleasure, er, um, pain… yeah… so I will fuck you up if you fuck me… I know three types of karate… jujitsu, regular karate and um… Takamura-sang-arate....
Teen #1 – Okay…
Alice Knight- Okay…three conditions… Number A. You give me a ride. Letter 2. You give me 40 dollars… 40 bucks… 40 dollars… and C… 3… P.O…. I sit in the back. And believe me, if you guys pull anything, I’ll fuck you up…
Teen #2- I believe you…
Alice sighs a breath of relief. And carries her stuff in the van. They slam the door shut and drive off down the road.
LATER
We see a shot of the van driving down. We cut inside where the two teens are sitting passing a joint watching Alice performing something.
Alice Knight- “Shut up bitch… and go cook me a turkey pot pie. No Dad. What about you!?! FUCK YOU! NO DAD. WHAT. ABOUT. YOU!?!”
She punches to the air, breathes heavy and then stops and takes a bow while seated. The two stoned teens applaud her.
Teen #1- That was great Alice…
Teen #2- You were fantastic…
Alice Knight- I know, thank you. Thank you. You guys should check out my street performance of my one woman show of “12 Angry Men”. It’s really good too…
Alice holds her stomach and moans a bit in pain.
Teen #2- Are you alright, Alice?
Alice Knight- Just still hurting from the Family beat down from tonight. I mean it’s bad enough they destroyed my car, destroyed Brianna’s chair and tore up all of her papers. But come on. What they did to her father was completely uncalled for. I hate to admit to Brianna, but I think she pushed Ian and the Family too far. And they just keep getting stronger, I mean with the addition of Sean Fuller and his wife lady. I mean they seem to becoming almost unstoppable.
Teen #3- Maybe you should worry less about the Family and maybe concern yourself with your match this week on Massacre?
Alice Knight(offended)- I don’t like your tone of voice… but you do make a good point. Do you guys know who I’m facing? I think Mia Stone is one of them. I don’t know much about her, but I know she had a great showing in the battle royal tonight… who’s the others again?
Teen #2- Um. It’s Angelle Laree... and some new woman… Harlequin or something…
Alice Knight- Damn, Harlequin sounds nuts. I’m a little familiar with Angelle. She seems really good too. See, just my luck. I get a huge win with Brianna on Massacre tonight. I should be looking to party and be ready for my next challenge. But no. I lost my car, my friend and partners in a rut as we speak and I got the kicked shit out of me.
Teen #1- Don’t you mean shit kicked out of you?
Alice Knight(sighing)- SEE! I’m not even making any sense. How am I supposed to be 100% on Massacre next week against these competitors? I mean Mia Stone alone is hard enough to take on for me… but I have to deal with Laree and this new nut case girl. This should be fun. And worst of all, I’m trapped in a van with a bunch of hippies… smoking some delicious smelling weed. (licks her lips)
Teen #1(holding out the joint)- You want to smoke some with us, Alice? It sometimes helps ease pain… it could help.
Alice Knight(grabbing her jeans)- Hmmmmm… no. No that’s okay, I’m trying to kick it. Trying this sober thing for a while. No drugs, no weed, no hard liquor, no sniffing gasoline and super glue bottles. I promised my best friend and partner, Brianna, that I would quit my bad habits. Plus aren’t you guys way to young to be smoking that kind of stuff…
Teen #3(driving)- I bet she hasn’t even been stoned before…
Alice Knight- Hey now! I use to get ‘stoned’ or ‘baked-out’ on ‘doobs’. How about this for a true story? Few years, months’ maybe, or even days back I was pretty down on myself. I just started this job at Taco Bell and I was nervous as hell about it, plus I wanted a nose job, my room mate was brutally murdered and her body parts were found down a storm drain in our building, and then for completely different reasons altogether, I had to ditch everything and hit the road immediately and worse of all, I was getting fat. I thought pot would solve all my problems… but you know what the only thing it fixed? My. Entire. Life… wait… this isn’t helping you guys is it? …
Teen #1- Sure it is…
Alice Knight- Cool… I think I’m getting a little buzz off the second hand pot smoke. I mean it’s okay if I get a little buzz from the smoke, right? I mean I can’t prevent every little thing, right?
Teen #3- Sure can’t…
Alice Knight- Sure can’t indeed… (starts breathing in the smoke) … shit, let’s crank some serious tunes…
A FEW MINUTES LATER
It cuts to the van speeding down the road with Suite Madame Blue by Styx blasting through the stereo system. We cut inside where all 3 teens and Alice and head banging to the music. Alice doing air guitar singing the end of the song continue to head bang…
Alice Knight- “AMERICA…. AMERICA! Red, white and blue… gaze in your looking glass… you’re not a chiiiiiiiiiiiiild anymore…”
Teen #2- Fuckin’ A right.
Alice Knight- You said it. I mean my body still feels like I was hit by a transport truck tonight thanks to the Family. But I feel pretty good. I mean I can take on Mia, Angelle and what’s her face next week. Worry about the Family later. Another time. Brianna and I will get revenge when we can. She will show Ian Bishop she just messed with the wrong lady at Black Out 2. And Roach, one of these days, will feel a god damn good beaten from me for what he did to my home. But first comes first. I need to not underestimate my opponents on Massacre, you know? This will be only my third match, and I need to be ready for these ladies. I mean, again, Mia Stone. She’s like super technical, plus she is a Brit. And if I learned anything from Brianna, that they are tough in the ring. The toughest. Angelle, can’t forget about her either. And I keep forgetting the others name. Harley-queen or whatever, only because I know nothing about her. She could surprise the OCW, and more importantly, me, and kick all of our asses at Massacre. I mean shit, that would suck. All this momentum from winning my first Massacre main event, getting the pin fall and everything, and then losing to some crazy clown chick? That would suck big butts. (holds her head) Damn I have a headache. Friggin’ Family. Friggin’ Fatal Four Way matches I don’t want to be apart of… friggin’… I should lie down. I think I’m worse than Roach now, getting so buzzed off a little weed smoke. Brianna will be so disappointed in me… I’m just gonna sit back for a bit, guys…
Teen #3- Damn you’re a buzz kill, Alice.
Teen #1- Well I think she can win it. You’ve been pretty impressive in your first few bouts in OCW. Don’t worry…
Alice Knight- Thanks. Next week should be interesting indeed… say do you guys have any snacks I can munch on?
Teen #2- Sorry, Alice (holding up an empty chip bag) we’re fresh out of Cheetos.
Alice Knight- GOD DAMMIT!!!. Just my damn luck hmmm…(closes her eyes as her stomach growls as she looks down at it with one eye)… not now, belly, I’m trying to sleep.
Alice lays rests her head on the window, hugging her miniature ant farm in the back of the van as the other teens continue smoking and listening to their music as the scene fades to black.