Post by phx606 on Apr 28, 2006 17:06:32 GMT -5
Camera fades in on an old western bar. The saloon doors open and in steps Christopher PhoeniX with the sun reflecting off his black sunglasses. PhoeniX is wearing a long leather jacket, and some jeans. PhoeniX carries a broken off snooker cue with him, and holds it in his right band. At the other side of the bar, a middle aged man named Violent Joe sits playing poker with a group of cowboy hat wearing men. Each one has a dirty white cowboy hat, where as Joe has a black one with a silver band around it.
PhoeniX spits out a sunflower seed and picks up a bottle of warm beer from the bar. The owner is an old bum with a white beard and green fingerless gloves, fast asleep. PhoeniX takes a sip of the warm beer, spits it out and then smashes the brown bottle against the floor, this gets Joe's attention
Violent Joe: Well, look what the cat drug in... waddya want kid?
PhoeniX: You know what I want, Joe. You think you can go running your mouth about me? Just because I am an "outcast". I've been hearing what you have been saying about me. Calling me an English crumpet eating pussy and shit like that. Well, guess what. It isn't happening anymore.
Joe: waddya gonna do about it, kid? Ya tea drinkin' pansey?
It looks like PhoeniX is going to speak, but instead he jumps forward and smashes Joe in the face with the snooker cue. Joe falls back into his seat holding his face. Joe's friends jump up from their seats and their cards float down to the floor as they knock over the round wooden table which they were playing at. One attempts to punch PhoeniX, but he grabs their fist and whacks them in the neck with the snooker cue. PhoeniX grabs another beer bottle and smashes it against another, and then finishes off the last lackey with a punch and a leg sweep.
Joe looks impressed but stands to his feet and spits out his cocktail stick. PhoeniX punches him a couple of time and chucks him into some barrels, splitting them open. Beer sprays everywhere, much to the delight of the drunks near by. Joe gets up, and PhoeniX dodges a knife attack by Joe, grabs him by his waistcoat and throws him through the saloon window. PhoeniX grabs his black cowboy hat and puts it on his own head.
PhoeniX: And now I turn my attention to you, Angle and Hogan. I know you are watching this right now. This is a regular thing for me. Making those who insult me and my race suffer. God knows what I am going to do to you in a wrestling ring. When I am in between those ropes, that becomes my bar, my saloon, and you become just like good old Violent Joe here. Broken. I will leave you lifeless, I will make you pay. And at Saturday Night's Main Event, the team of me and Carlito, the so called outcasts are going to give you the worst beating of your egotistical lives. See you in the ring, yankee bastards...
PhoeniX spits out a sunflower seed and picks up a bottle of warm beer from the bar. The owner is an old bum with a white beard and green fingerless gloves, fast asleep. PhoeniX takes a sip of the warm beer, spits it out and then smashes the brown bottle against the floor, this gets Joe's attention
Violent Joe: Well, look what the cat drug in... waddya want kid?
PhoeniX: You know what I want, Joe. You think you can go running your mouth about me? Just because I am an "outcast". I've been hearing what you have been saying about me. Calling me an English crumpet eating pussy and shit like that. Well, guess what. It isn't happening anymore.
Joe: waddya gonna do about it, kid? Ya tea drinkin' pansey?
It looks like PhoeniX is going to speak, but instead he jumps forward and smashes Joe in the face with the snooker cue. Joe falls back into his seat holding his face. Joe's friends jump up from their seats and their cards float down to the floor as they knock over the round wooden table which they were playing at. One attempts to punch PhoeniX, but he grabs their fist and whacks them in the neck with the snooker cue. PhoeniX grabs another beer bottle and smashes it against another, and then finishes off the last lackey with a punch and a leg sweep.
Joe looks impressed but stands to his feet and spits out his cocktail stick. PhoeniX punches him a couple of time and chucks him into some barrels, splitting them open. Beer sprays everywhere, much to the delight of the drunks near by. Joe gets up, and PhoeniX dodges a knife attack by Joe, grabs him by his waistcoat and throws him through the saloon window. PhoeniX grabs his black cowboy hat and puts it on his own head.
PhoeniX: And now I turn my attention to you, Angle and Hogan. I know you are watching this right now. This is a regular thing for me. Making those who insult me and my race suffer. God knows what I am going to do to you in a wrestling ring. When I am in between those ropes, that becomes my bar, my saloon, and you become just like good old Violent Joe here. Broken. I will leave you lifeless, I will make you pay. And at Saturday Night's Main Event, the team of me and Carlito, the so called outcasts are going to give you the worst beating of your egotistical lives. See you in the ring, yankee bastards...