(FADEIN: The office of New ERA President. He has his feet on his desk as his phone rings. He picks up the receiver and immediately throws his feet to the floor.)
LaROQUE: "Woah, woah, woah.. Calm down."
(LaRoque listens as the person on the other line continues to talk.)
LaROQUE: "What do you mean they told you not to come to the stadium?"
(LaRoque continues to listen, shaking his head in disbelief.)
LaROQUE: "So they put out a restraining order? I’m sorry, Caitlyn. Wow. So you won’t be in tonight…"
(LaRoque listens for a few more seconds before saying goodbye and hanging up. As he does so the door to his lockerroom slams shut. LaRoque looks up and then sighs as its only Juliet Marceau.)
MARCEAU: "A little on edge, are we? Expecting a visit from Chaos?"
(She grins as LaRoque stares at her.)
MARCEAU: "So who was that?"
LaROQUE: "Caitlyn Daymon."
MARCEAU: "What the hell were you talking about? A restraining order?"
LaROQUE: "Apparently the police here in Calgary saw her actions last RAUCOUS and issued a warning to her telling her not to come within 100 feet of McMahon Stadium tonight or else she’d be sent to jail and not released until a hearing could be set."
MARCEAU: "Wow, I guess Starr got her real good there."
LaROQUE: "Fucking Alberta … talk about a province that belongs in the Christian Coalition."
MARCEAU: "Whatever .. listen .. I’ve got some business to attend to."
LaROQUE: "The Deuce thing?"
MARCEAU: "Exactly."
LaROQUE: "Well make sure we prosecute to the fullest extent."
MARCEAU: "I’ll do one better…"
LaROQUE: "What’s that supposed to mean?"
(Marceau winks at LaRoque as she exits the room, slamming the door shut again and causing LaRoque to jump in his seat. CUTTO: Ringside!)
GHEORGHE: "DAYMON IS BANNED FROM THE STADIUM!"
JIVE: "You’ve GOT to love the police here in Calgary!"
GHEORGHE: "I cannot believe this, Nick … Karla Starr is trying to ruin Caitlyn Daymon’s career! Thank God she wasn’t involved in a match here tonight or else she would have had to forfeit it!"
JIVE: "I feel no sympathy for Caitlyn Daymon. She got herself in this trouble. Caitlyn screwed Caitlyn."
GHEORGHE: "Just because we’re in McMahon Stadium …"
JIVE: "Oh shut up … let’s get on with this."
GHEORGHE: "Up next we’ve got the introduction of two new superstars here in New ERA … as Isaac Siegmund will be taking on Sean Senn."
JIVE: "Senn got a message through to Jason Payne last episode … and it should be interesting to see him in action to see if he can back up his talk."
GHEORGHE: "And Isaac Siegmund also looks like he’ll be an interesting person to watch .. especially from what we saw leading up to today’s match! Let’s head up to Carl Jacobs for the introductions!"
(CUTTO: Carl Jacobs standing in the ring for the introductions as the lineup for the match barrels onto the screen.)
JACOBS: "The following match is scheduled for one fall, has a thirty minute time limit, and is tonight’s second DOUBLE DEBUT MATCH! Introducing first…"
(CUEUP: ‘Hopeless’ by Throwdown. Siegmund enters the arena to no particular flashiness, and walks down to the ring ignoring the fans.)
JACOBS: "Hailing from Chicago, Illinois … he stands six foot two and weighs 245 pounds ……….. ISAAC SIEGMUND!"
JIVE: "Siegmund is a weird one, Tom.. he’s in the ring looking around at all the fans, but isn’t reacting to anything!"
GHEORGHE: "He has a particular way of handling things. The real test should be how he handles the outspoken Sean Senn."
JACOBS: "And his opponent.."
(CUEUP: ‘Duality’ by Slipknot. An explosion occurs on the rampway causing the fans to cheer, and Sean Senn enters through the smoke and walks down to the ring with his eyes solely focused on Siegmund.)
JACOBS: "He stands six foot three and weighs 237 pounds … hailing from San Diego, California ………. SEAN SENN!!!"
(SFX: Bell rings.)
GHEORGHE: "These two rookies are ready to battle as this double debut match kicks into action."
JIVE: "DREDD! DREDD! DREDD!"
GHEORGHE: "Not till later, Nick! Siegmund ties up with Senn … and he gets the advantage and backs Senn into the corner.. they are still locked up .. and now the referee comes in and breaks it up."
JIVE: "Senn needs to be careful … Siegmund has ties to the mafia…"
GHEORGHE: "The mafia?!"
JIVE: "Yea.. you saw him talking to those priests!"
GHEORGHE: "Nick .. you’re killing me."
JIVE: "Well, its better than the mafia killing Senn!"
GHEORGHE: "Isaac backs out slowly ... Senn now goes to get out of the corner, but Isaac Siegmund shoves him back into it and drives his shoulder into Senn's stomach!"
JIVE: "Good thinking by Isaac."
GHEORGHE: "Siegmund steps back as Senn begins to fall out of the corner ….. BUT SIEGMUND CATCHES SENN … AND TAKES HIM OVER WITH A HUGE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!!"
JIVE: "OUCH!"
GHEORGHE: "DAMN RIGHT OUCH! Senn gets back to his feet … and Siegmund hits him with a clothesline! Senn gets up again… AND SIEGMUND WITH AN INVERTED HIP TOSS!! Senn not showing any signs of wear or tear and he’s on his feet before Siegmund can even turn around!"
JIVE: "He’s fast … I guess being in the military prepares you for anything!"
GHEORGHE: "Siegmund turns around ……. AND SENN TACKLES HIM TO THE MAT!!! SEAN SENN NOW UNLEASHING RIGHTS AND LEFTS LIKE NOBODY’s BUSINESS!"
JIVE: " Isaac Siegmund is going to be one with the mat soon if Senn doesn’t let up!"
GHEORGHE: "Senn grabs Siegmund and sends him into the ropes …. Isaac comes off the ropes and Sean Senn catches him in a sleeper! But Siegmund quickly reaches for the ropes and grabs them … and now Senn has to break the hold!"
JIVE: "Siegmund with great ring awareness right there.. and avoids getting stuck in a sleeper which could have really damaged any comeback attempt he might make."
GHEORGHE: "Senn lifts Siegmund in the air! The strength of Sean Senn… WHAT A SLAM BY SEAN SENN!"
JIVE: "That man is a U.S. of A military certified beast."
GHEORGHE: "Sean comes off the ropes… and drops a fist into the face of Siegmund … a quick cover … ONE …….. TWO…. But Isaac Siegmund kicks out."
JIVE: "He went for the quick pin, but once again Isaac was aware of what was happening and got out of it."
GHEORGHE: "Sean gets up and begins to stomp away on Isaac… now Senn lifts Isaac up and leans him against the ropes … and now Senn dives for the legs of Siegmund AND DUMPS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE ARENA FLOOR!"
JIVE: "And Isaac Siegmund almost went head first into the arena floor .. that would NOT have been pretty! We can’t afford to send TWO of our new stars to the hospital."
GHEORGHE: "And Senn now rolls out of the ring to follow Siegmund! Senn grabbing Siegmund … AND HE’s GOING TO SEND HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!! Senn with the irish whip .. NO REVERSAL AND SENN CRASHES SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEPS!"
JIVE: "Senn just knocked the top half of the ring steps right off! Siegmund grabs Senn and rams his head into the ring apron!! Isaac Siegmund showing a mean streak here!"
GHEORGHE: "Senn leans against the ring aprong … Siegmund grabs Senn’s head again … and he bashes it in a … NO! Senn blocks! Sean Senn grabs Isaac’s head … AND HE BASHES IT INTO THE RING APRON! Sean Senn grabs Siegmund … AND HE TOSSES HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL POST!"
(SFX: Crowd pops!)
JIVE: "Siegmund’s busted open!"
GHEORGHE: " Sean Senn picks up Siegmund .. and bodyslams him onto the floor … AND NOW SENN IS CLIMBING UP ON THE RING APRON! Sean Senn charges … AND FLIES OFF THE RING APRON ONTO SIEGMUND!"
JIVE: "He nailed him with a great elbow drop!"
GHEORGHE: " Sean Senn back on the ground drilling Siegmund in the head … and the referee’s count is getting quite high .. they better watch out!"
REF: "SIX! …… SEVEN! …….. EIGHT!"
JIVE: " Sean Senn is up on his feet!"
GHEORGHE: "Senn picks up Isaac Siegmund and rolls him back in the ring as the ref gets to nine … and now he picks up Siegmund’s legs … AND HE LOCKS ON THE SHARPSHOOTER! Isaac Siegmund screaming in pain … and Sean Senn is smiling!"
JIVE: "Senn loves hearing people suffer .. he was trained to kill, Tom! And you’ve got to wonder if he’s picturing Jason Payne in that sharpshooter."
GHEORGHE: " Sean Senn really leaning back … Siegmund is trying to grasp for the ropes, but he’s too far away."
JIVE: "I doubt even if he did grab the ropes that Senn would release the hold."
GHEORGHE: "Well he’d have to or else he’d be disqualified!"
JIVE: "And?"
GHEORGHE: "Senn releases the sharpshooter .. and now he is bending over and barking words in the face of Siegmund!"
JIVE: "I think .. yes .. I think he’s yelling "Whose your daddy, boy?!"
GHEORGHE: "He’s not yelling that, Nick! WAIT A MINUTE!! ISAAC SIEGMUND JUST THREW SOME OF HIS OWN BLOOD FROM HIS FOREHEAD INTO THE EYES OF SEAN SENN!"
JIVE: "Senn is stumbling around!"
GHEORGHE: " Sean Senn stumbles backwards … AND HE TRIPS OVER THE LEGS OF SIEGMUND!!! Siegmund crawls over … ONE ……….. TWO ………… KICKOUT BY SENN!"
JIVE: "I can imagine Siegmund now telling his grandkids how he won his first ever New ERA match … by throwing his blood in the eyes of his opponent."
GHEORGHE: " Sean Senn wipes the blood from his eyes .. and he gets to his feet! Isaac Siegmund used the ropes to get to his … Senn charges in … AND SIEGMUND WITH A BOOT TO THE GUT! Isaac Siegmund follows it up with A SPEAR!!! Siegmund gets off Sean Senn … and he drops the leg across the chest!"
JIVE: "Looks like Mr. Siegmund got a second wind right when he needed it most .. coincidence .. or the influence of a higher power?!"
GHEORGHE: "What are you TALKING about?"
JIVE: "You know, Tom .. you’re just in the conspiracy to keep it away from public knowledge."
GHEORGHE: "Whatever … Isaac Siegmund picks Sean Senn off the mat … and he tosses him into the corner … Siegmund with some quick kicks into the side of Senn … backs up … AND CHARGES INTO THE CORNER AND DRIVES A KNEE INTO THE FACE OF SEAN SENN!"
JIVE: "TIMBER!"
GHEORGHE: "Senn walks out of the corner and falls flat on his face! Isaac Siegmund now going up top, Nick!"
JIVE: "From what I was able to scrounge up, Siegmund is very dangerous when he goes to the air."
GHEORGHE: "AND SIEGMUND FLIES OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND NAILS A SPLIT-LEGGED MOONSAULT!"
JIVE: "Case in point!"
GHEORGHE: "Siegmund turns Senn over …. ONE ………..…. TWO ………..…. THREE!"
JIVE: "No! Senn kicked out before the three count!"
GHEORGHE: " Isaac Siegmund complaining to the ref about the slow count… Sean Senn slowly getting to his feet … he sees Siegmund with his back turned … Sean Senn charges at Siegmund …. BUT SIEGMUND TURNS AROUND AND DUCKS THE FLYING FOREARM ATTEMPT AND SENN GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE!"
JIVE: "But he held on!! Sean Senn is now standing on the outside of the ropes!! He’s waiting for Isaac Siegmund to turn around!"
GHEORGHE: " Isaac Siegmund turns around … Sean pulls back on the top rope… AND A CROSSBODY FROM SEAN SENN!"
JIVE: "Senn going for a pin… ONE ………… TWO …….. NOOOOO!! Siegmund kicked out!!"
GHEORGHE: "Both Siegmund and Senn make it to their feet at the same time and begin exchanging blows… left by Siegmund .. right by Senn …. Another left ….."
JIVE: "Thumb to the eye by Siegmund!! Sean Senn is bent over!"
GHEORGHE: "Siegmund grabs him by the head and sends him into the ropes…. Senn comes off the ropes and AND SIEGMUND CATCHES HIM WITH A BRAINBUSTER!!! Siegmund with the cover …. ONE ……….. TWO …………… THREE – NOOOOOOOO!!!! Sean Senn kicks out AGAIN!"
JIVE: "And I think Siegmund thinks it was ANOTHER slow count!"
GHEORGHE: " Isaac Siegmund noticeably frustrated as he gets to his feet … and now he turns and once again talks to the referee….. AND SEAN SENN REACHES UP AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A ROLL UP!!!"
JIVE: "HE’s HOOKING THE TIGHTS!! I mean … He’s got a hold of his back!!"
GHEORGHE: "ONE ………….. TWO ………….. THREE!!!! SEAN SENN HAS WON THE MATCH BY HOLDING ON TO THE TIGHTS OF ISAAC SIEGMUND!"
(SFX: Bell rings.)
JACOBS: "The winner of this match via pinfall….. SEAN SENN!!!"
GHEORGHE: "What a match between those two!! It’s a shame that Senn resorted to cheating to get the victory … and I don’t think Siegmund will be finished with him."
JIVE: "Senn won fair and square! He wasn’t hooking the tights at all! He was merely grabbing ahold of Siegmund’s back!"
GHEORGHE: "Come on, Nick … you could clearly see Siegmund’s tights being pulled."
JIVE: "Perhaps it was by that higher being … Siegmund does believe in all that voodoo.."
GHEORGHE: "Nice try, Nick … but that’s got to be the worst explanation I’ve ever heard you give."
JIVE: "Give me time, Tom … we might be finishing our first year in existence … but I have plenty more coming up in year 2!"
GHEORGHE: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have to take a commercial break … but when we come back, ‘Too Sweet’ Travis Smith will take on El Arco Iris in a falls count anywhere match as he tries to avenge his 6 month banishment from New ERA in a REVENGE MATCH!"
(CUTTO: Security has reached the lockerroom of New ERA Vice President Juliet Marceau. They knock on the door as Taylor Mathis sneers at them. Marceau calls them in. CUTTO: Inside the lockerroom. Security drags Mathis in and he stands there.)
MARCEAU: "Let go of him. Take the handcuffs off."
OFFICER1: "But I thought we were going to take him after you were done."
MARCEAU: "I’ve changed my mind…"
(Marceau walks up to Mathis and looks him up and down. Mathis looks at her wondering what she could possibly be doing.)
MATHIS: "What do you want?"
(Marceau stops and looks at him.)
MARCEAU: "First of all, today’s your lucky day."
MATHIS: "Oh yea?"
MARCEAU: "Yea. Instead of rotting away in some Canadian jail cell for attacking one of my workers … I’ve got something to offer you."
(There’s an uncomfortable silence. Taylor Mathis eyes Marceau before taking a step towards her. She doesn’t budge, however, and looks up into his face.)
MATHIS: "What could you possibly have to offer me?"
MARCEAU: "I like your style. I want you in New ERA."
MATHIS: "What?!"
MARCEAU: "I know, I know. You’ve got jobs to do, money to be made. But I’m prepared to double whatever you might be making now."
(Mathis smirks.)
MATHIS: "You can’t afford me."
MARCEAU: "Try me."
(Taylor Mathis loosens up a bit.)
MATHIS: "And what exactly would this spot in New ERA entail?"
MARCEAU: "There’s some jobs that need to be done around here, and I think they’re right up your alley."
(FADETO: Commercial as Juliet Marceau turns from Mathis and walks back to her desk, as Mathis cautiously follows her.)
