Post by Dylan Thomas on Oct 23, 2022 12:08:52 GMT -5
Dylan and Lissandra Thomas finish up their meal at the Larossia Brothers’ restaurant. They then pay (at a heavily reduced discount of course - hey they’re friends but the brothers have to make a living still. The only person who never pays is Lord Allton, as much as he tries to every time).
Dylan: Thanks for the food you guys. See you at the tournament, Frankie.
Frankie: Arrivederci.
Vincenzo: Safe trip, guys!
The Thomas’s leave and then the Larossia brothers lock the restaurant to discuss what Dylan and Lissandra have just told them.
Vincenzo: That fucking, no good piece of shit, cockroach! I thought we escaped that bastard!
Frankie: Ovviamente no, fratello. (Obviously not, brother).
Vincenzo: We have to do something about this motherfucker.
Frankie: Si. But Lissie said she would look into it for us.
Vincenzo: Would it hurt though, to investigate?
Frankie: Forse Roberto può darci un'occhiata? Soprattutto perché ho una partita in arrivo presto. (Perhaps Roberto can look into it for us? Especially since I have a match coming up soon).
Vincenzo: Yeah, you might be right. I’ll give him a call. Speaking of your match, how are you feeling about it?
Frankie: It’s exciting. I haven’t wrestled for a few years now as you well know. I’m 46 years old Vincenzo, I’m not getting any younger.
Vincenzo: You old fuck. At least I’m only 42.
Frankie: You’re still older than Dylan and the Boss.
These words by Frankie stop Vincenzo in his stride.
Vincenzo: Vaffanculo stronzo… (Fuck you, you asshole).
The Larossia brothers laugh and Vincenzo stands up.
Vincenzo: I’ll go call the boss.
Frankie nods with a smile, before standing up himself and heading into the kitchen to wash up while Vincenzo goes out back into the alleyway.
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Meanwhile, Lord Allton is with Roxxie Gobbler at Allton house, nursing a chest infection.
Allton: Ugh, Roxxie my dear… this absolutely sucks! **Cough cough** I feel like I’ve let you and everyone else of the Equality Roster down. Not to mention the fans.
Roxxie: Don’t be silly Rob. And besides you’re coming to the end of it now.
Allton: You don't think that JAM G gave me this thing do you?
Roxxie: I highly doubt that.
Roxxie giggles.
Allton: Still though, there's one good thing to come out of me having a chest infection.
Roxxie: And what would that be, hm?
Allton: I get to have you playing nurse.
Allton and Roxxie smile and are just about to kiss when Allton's phone begins to ring. Allton sighs and Roxxie rubs his shoulders in a 'aww too bad' manner. Allton smiles with a nod as he answers.
Roxxie: I'll make you a cup of tea.
Allton: Thanks. Vinnie…. This better be good!
Vincenzo: Not really boss, no.
Sensing the urgency in Vincenzo's voice, Allton furrows his brow.
Allton: What is it?
Vincenzo then proceeds to tell Allton everything that has happened lately. Everything about Samuel White. And everything in between.
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Meanwhile, while in the kitchen washing up, Frankie hears a commotion outside of the restaurant. Heading back into the main eating area, Frankie looks outside. Samuel White is bellowing into a megaphone..
Detective White: Vincenzo and Francisco Larossia! This is Detective White. Get out here.
Vincenzo:.... Hang on Boss. I gotta go.
Allton: I'm getting the next flight to New York. Phone Lissie and don't say anything without us there.
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The Larossia Brothers are down at the police station sat across from Detective White and one of his cohorts. The despicable Detective has a bigger grin on his face than the Cheshire Cat on crack.
Detective White: So boys, how does it feel to be here? Hahaha. You have no idea how good it feels to have you here in front of me.
Vincenzo: Fuck you.
Detective White: No, Vincenzo. Fuck you. I must admit I was pleasantly surprised that you decided to come quietly.
Frankie: We did nothing wrong, you scumbag. What you did to us is nothing but slander.
Suddenly a knock at the door breaks the tension in the room.
Allton: You can't keep my guys here! Let me into that room now!
Police woman: I'm sorry, sir. There is an interview in progress.
Allton: That's not an interview! It's straight up mistreatment and harassment! Vincenzo! Francisco! Are you two in there?! Get out here now.
The Larossia Brothers do what their boss says, ignoring Detective White's protests.
Allton: Into the car, now. I'll be out in a moment.
The Larossia Brothers leave and Detective White comes to the interview room door.
Allton: Detective White I presume?
Detective White: You can't do this!
Allton: No, YOU can't do this! I know all about you, Detective White. The Larossia Brothers are now completely law abiding, not to mention FREE American citizens. This is harassment. Come near my boys again and I will PERSONALLY make your life a living hell.
Detective White: Are you threatening a police officer?!
Allton: No. I'm making a promise to a biggotted, harassing cunt. Lissandra?
Just on cue, Lissandra Thomas arrives handing a piece of paper to Detective White.
Detective White: What's this?
Lissandra: A cease and desist. I've done my research on you, Detective White. How would you like your superiors to know that it was you that killed Detective Donovan?
Detective White: That's a goddamn lie!! It was the Larossia Brothers!
Lissandra smirks.
Lissandra: The bullet that shot Detective Donovan was from YOUR gun. Your fingerprints were all over the scene. Not to mention sir…. That YOU were witnessed doing the deed!
Detective White: That's not true! That's not true! IT WAS JUST ME AND HIM IN HIS HOUSE!
It's then that it dawns on Detective White exactly what has happened. He got played.
Detective White: Well not that it matters - you didn’t record it!
Allton: My God, how stupid are you?!
Detective White: What?!
Allton and Lissandra roll their eyes.
Allton: You’re in a police station, numbnuts! Officer!
Lissandra smiles as another police officer who hears everything comes over.
Police Officer: We’ll take it from here. Detective White, will you please follow me?
Lissandra: We would sue you for slander and harassment, detective. But I think you’ll be a bit busy now.
Allton: We’ll be sure to let all the guys in prison know just who and what you are when we come to visit.
Lissandra and Allton leave the police station with a high five and cannot wait to tell the brothers the good news. Outside, Vincenzo is filming Frankie on his camera deliver a promo. Allton crosses his arms to watch.
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Frankie: Influence, Mi permetto di presentarmi: mi chiamo Francisco Larossia. Allow me to introduce myself: My Name is Francisco Larossia).
Do you know what the Italian word for ‘Influence’ is? It’s ‘Influenza’. That’s right! The same word as the common flu! So, does that mean that you two are the disease of OCW or Outsiders? Well, it doesn’t matter because Dilan and I are Outsiders cure for you two. You think that you can come into our house and win the Torneo commemorativo di marcus gallese? (Marcus Welsh memorial tournament). I’m afraid not. I’m coming out of semi- retirement to team with my old friend Dylan Thomas to go all the way in this tourneo. And you two may have all the followers in the world but do you think that matters to an older man like me? No. I’m a fighter. I’ve always been a fighter. I’ve never seen you two fight, but Dylan tells me you’re good. So good luck beating a bone-a-fied gigante! Until then ladies, Arrivederci and the Famiglia di serie A (A-List Family) will look forward to testing our skills against you. Go easy, it’s been a while.
Frankie winks.
And hey maybe when this is over, Posso farti divertire (I can show you a good time). Arrivederci bambinas.
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Vincenzo smirks and sends the promo to Mike Zybala. Allton and Lissandra then arrive on scene and the brothers rush over.
Vincenzo: So are we er… ‘dealing with’ the bastard? Legally of course…
Lissandra: Haha we don’t need to!
Frankie: Che Coza? (What?)
Allton: He dogged himself in it.
Frankie: What do you mean, Roberto?
Allton: We goaded him so much that he got angry and inadvertently admitted that HE killed his partner!
Lissandra: You guys are off the hook and you can concentrate on teaming with Dylan and winning the Marcus Welsh Tournament and going against The Influence.
Allton: Lissandra, go and get Dylan. It is time for an A-List Family celebration!
Lissandra: Will do, I assume that you’re going to be calling Roxxie?
Allton suddenly goes sheepish.
Allton: Oh, I don’t know if she’ll be busy or anything. I really shouldn’t disturb her.
Lissandra: Rob, come on! WE ALL KNOW!!!! There’s no point hiding it anymore.
Allton: I’m not hiding anything.
Lissandra: Look, if you don’t invite her…..I will.
Allton: Damn it. I forgot you have her number too! Damn you for being our publicist.
Allton smiles and dials.
FADE.
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Word Count: 1,500 exactly.
Dylan: Thanks for the food you guys. See you at the tournament, Frankie.
Frankie: Arrivederci.
Vincenzo: Safe trip, guys!
The Thomas’s leave and then the Larossia brothers lock the restaurant to discuss what Dylan and Lissandra have just told them.
Vincenzo: That fucking, no good piece of shit, cockroach! I thought we escaped that bastard!
Frankie: Ovviamente no, fratello. (Obviously not, brother).
Vincenzo: We have to do something about this motherfucker.
Frankie: Si. But Lissie said she would look into it for us.
Vincenzo: Would it hurt though, to investigate?
Frankie: Forse Roberto può darci un'occhiata? Soprattutto perché ho una partita in arrivo presto. (Perhaps Roberto can look into it for us? Especially since I have a match coming up soon).
Vincenzo: Yeah, you might be right. I’ll give him a call. Speaking of your match, how are you feeling about it?
Frankie: It’s exciting. I haven’t wrestled for a few years now as you well know. I’m 46 years old Vincenzo, I’m not getting any younger.
Vincenzo: You old fuck. At least I’m only 42.
Frankie: You’re still older than Dylan and the Boss.
These words by Frankie stop Vincenzo in his stride.
Vincenzo: Vaffanculo stronzo… (Fuck you, you asshole).
The Larossia brothers laugh and Vincenzo stands up.
Vincenzo: I’ll go call the boss.
Frankie nods with a smile, before standing up himself and heading into the kitchen to wash up while Vincenzo goes out back into the alleyway.
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Meanwhile, Lord Allton is with Roxxie Gobbler at Allton house, nursing a chest infection.
Allton: Ugh, Roxxie my dear… this absolutely sucks! **Cough cough** I feel like I’ve let you and everyone else of the Equality Roster down. Not to mention the fans.
Roxxie: Don’t be silly Rob. And besides you’re coming to the end of it now.
Allton: You don't think that JAM G gave me this thing do you?
Roxxie: I highly doubt that.
Roxxie giggles.
Allton: Still though, there's one good thing to come out of me having a chest infection.
Roxxie: And what would that be, hm?
Allton: I get to have you playing nurse.
Allton and Roxxie smile and are just about to kiss when Allton's phone begins to ring. Allton sighs and Roxxie rubs his shoulders in a 'aww too bad' manner. Allton smiles with a nod as he answers.
Roxxie: I'll make you a cup of tea.
Allton: Thanks. Vinnie…. This better be good!
Vincenzo: Not really boss, no.
Sensing the urgency in Vincenzo's voice, Allton furrows his brow.
Allton: What is it?
Vincenzo then proceeds to tell Allton everything that has happened lately. Everything about Samuel White. And everything in between.
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Meanwhile, while in the kitchen washing up, Frankie hears a commotion outside of the restaurant. Heading back into the main eating area, Frankie looks outside. Samuel White is bellowing into a megaphone..
Detective White: Vincenzo and Francisco Larossia! This is Detective White. Get out here.
Vincenzo:.... Hang on Boss. I gotta go.
Allton: I'm getting the next flight to New York. Phone Lissie and don't say anything without us there.
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The Larossia Brothers are down at the police station sat across from Detective White and one of his cohorts. The despicable Detective has a bigger grin on his face than the Cheshire Cat on crack.
Detective White: So boys, how does it feel to be here? Hahaha. You have no idea how good it feels to have you here in front of me.
Vincenzo: Fuck you.
Detective White: No, Vincenzo. Fuck you. I must admit I was pleasantly surprised that you decided to come quietly.
Frankie: We did nothing wrong, you scumbag. What you did to us is nothing but slander.
Suddenly a knock at the door breaks the tension in the room.
Allton: You can't keep my guys here! Let me into that room now!
Police woman: I'm sorry, sir. There is an interview in progress.
Allton: That's not an interview! It's straight up mistreatment and harassment! Vincenzo! Francisco! Are you two in there?! Get out here now.
The Larossia Brothers do what their boss says, ignoring Detective White's protests.
Allton: Into the car, now. I'll be out in a moment.
The Larossia Brothers leave and Detective White comes to the interview room door.
Allton: Detective White I presume?
Detective White: You can't do this!
Allton: No, YOU can't do this! I know all about you, Detective White. The Larossia Brothers are now completely law abiding, not to mention FREE American citizens. This is harassment. Come near my boys again and I will PERSONALLY make your life a living hell.
Detective White: Are you threatening a police officer?!
Allton: No. I'm making a promise to a biggotted, harassing cunt. Lissandra?
Just on cue, Lissandra Thomas arrives handing a piece of paper to Detective White.
Detective White: What's this?
Lissandra: A cease and desist. I've done my research on you, Detective White. How would you like your superiors to know that it was you that killed Detective Donovan?
Detective White: That's a goddamn lie!! It was the Larossia Brothers!
Lissandra smirks.
Lissandra: The bullet that shot Detective Donovan was from YOUR gun. Your fingerprints were all over the scene. Not to mention sir…. That YOU were witnessed doing the deed!
Detective White: That's not true! That's not true! IT WAS JUST ME AND HIM IN HIS HOUSE!
It's then that it dawns on Detective White exactly what has happened. He got played.
Detective White: Well not that it matters - you didn’t record it!
Allton: My God, how stupid are you?!
Detective White: What?!
Allton and Lissandra roll their eyes.
Allton: You’re in a police station, numbnuts! Officer!
Lissandra smiles as another police officer who hears everything comes over.
Police Officer: We’ll take it from here. Detective White, will you please follow me?
Lissandra: We would sue you for slander and harassment, detective. But I think you’ll be a bit busy now.
Allton: We’ll be sure to let all the guys in prison know just who and what you are when we come to visit.
Lissandra and Allton leave the police station with a high five and cannot wait to tell the brothers the good news. Outside, Vincenzo is filming Frankie on his camera deliver a promo. Allton crosses his arms to watch.
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Frankie: Influence, Mi permetto di presentarmi: mi chiamo Francisco Larossia. Allow me to introduce myself: My Name is Francisco Larossia).
Do you know what the Italian word for ‘Influence’ is? It’s ‘Influenza’. That’s right! The same word as the common flu! So, does that mean that you two are the disease of OCW or Outsiders? Well, it doesn’t matter because Dilan and I are Outsiders cure for you two. You think that you can come into our house and win the Torneo commemorativo di marcus gallese? (Marcus Welsh memorial tournament). I’m afraid not. I’m coming out of semi- retirement to team with my old friend Dylan Thomas to go all the way in this tourneo. And you two may have all the followers in the world but do you think that matters to an older man like me? No. I’m a fighter. I’ve always been a fighter. I’ve never seen you two fight, but Dylan tells me you’re good. So good luck beating a bone-a-fied gigante! Until then ladies, Arrivederci and the Famiglia di serie A (A-List Family) will look forward to testing our skills against you. Go easy, it’s been a while.
Frankie winks.
And hey maybe when this is over, Posso farti divertire (I can show you a good time). Arrivederci bambinas.
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Vincenzo smirks and sends the promo to Mike Zybala. Allton and Lissandra then arrive on scene and the brothers rush over.
Vincenzo: So are we er… ‘dealing with’ the bastard? Legally of course…
Lissandra: Haha we don’t need to!
Frankie: Che Coza? (What?)
Allton: He dogged himself in it.
Frankie: What do you mean, Roberto?
Allton: We goaded him so much that he got angry and inadvertently admitted that HE killed his partner!
Lissandra: You guys are off the hook and you can concentrate on teaming with Dylan and winning the Marcus Welsh Tournament and going against The Influence.
Allton: Lissandra, go and get Dylan. It is time for an A-List Family celebration!
Lissandra: Will do, I assume that you’re going to be calling Roxxie?
Allton suddenly goes sheepish.
Allton: Oh, I don’t know if she’ll be busy or anything. I really shouldn’t disturb her.
Lissandra: Rob, come on! WE ALL KNOW!!!! There’s no point hiding it anymore.
Allton: I’m not hiding anything.
Lissandra: Look, if you don’t invite her…..I will.
Allton: Damn it. I forgot you have her number too! Damn you for being our publicist.
Allton smiles and dials.
FADE.
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Word Count: 1,500 exactly.