Post by vincejones on Oct 22, 2014 2:01:38 GMT -6
All is dark. A dark and eerie voice begins to speak over the darkness.
Narrator: Once again...it is that time of the year in which people begin to fear the darkness.
All of a sudden the sound of thunder is heard along with a blinding flash of lightning cracks and illuminates the scene. It that we are in the confines of a dark house. The lightning flashes along with another blast of thunder.
Narrator: But what they should really be fearing is what lurks in that darkness.
The thunder and lightning crack and boom once again as the front door to the dark house slowly begins to creak open to reveal a shadowy figure.
Narrator: Especially Ashley Kenyon as she enters the ring to face a man that has terrorized everyone that has stepped foot in his path...
The shadowy figure takes a few slow and calculated steps forward as the chaotic weather continues to ensue behind him outside. He reaches up and snatches a hold of what appears to be a lone string attached to a ceiling light. He yanks it and the string rips out of the socket but nothing happens.
Narrator: He is none other than UWA's North American champion, "The Violence" Vince Jones!!!
Shadowy figure: What the fuck!! You fuckin' kidding V here!! Damn this fucking lightbulb!
The shadowy figure takes what appears to be a baseball bat in his hand and smashes the lightbulb out of frustration.
Voice from off camera: CUT!! CUT!! CUT!!!
All of a sudden the lights come on and it appears that we are in a studio. Vince Jones is seen standing there glaring in frustration at what remains of what used to be a lightbulb in a socket. The camera turns and catches sight of a director who has his arms folded across his chest with a look of totally dismay plastered across his face from Vince Jones' sudden outburst. Standing beside him is an equally disappointed Reno Banks who covers his face with the palm of his hand. The director turns towards the stage crew.
Director: Guys! Can you all please cut the rain, wind, and the rest?? It should be obvious to you all that the cameras are not rolling right now! Sheesh! I mean we've got a budget here!
All of a sudden all the studio produced weather effects are shutdown and stopped. The director quickly turns his attention back to Vince Jones.
Director: What was that all about, Vinnie J??
Vince Jones turns in the direction of the director and glares back at him with an angry scowl.
Vince Jones: What the fuck you mean by what was that, huh??
Director: Exactly what I said! We're trying to make some magic here, Vinnie J! And we can't do that when you're ripping cords down and smashing up lightbulbs now! Can we??
Reno Banks taps the director on the shoulder and leans over and whispers to him.
Reno Banks: You gotta be easy with him, Sam...
Director: What do you mean by easy??
Reno Banks: He can have quite the temper sometimes.
The director turns towards Vince Jones and back to Reno.
Director: I don't care who the hell he thinks he is! I've been in this business for quite a long time, Mr. Banks! I've dealt with my share of prima donnas! He's no different!
Vince Jones overhears the conversation and becomes quite livid at Sam's statement. Vince immediately comes marching over towards the two of them as the conversation continues.
Director: Do you know how many disputes I've had with these stars throughout my career as a producer! They get this idea in their heads sometimes that they know more than you do! Well, I don't give a damn who the hell you are! You can be Sean freaking Connery on down to Miley Cyrus! I'm the guy who is ultimately running the show! I'm the guy who gets paid the big bucks to make them all look good!
Reno Banks: He's coming...
Director: Oh, is that so?? Well, let him!
The director whirls around as Vince Jones meets the two of them.
Vince Jones: Who the fuck you think you are, son?? You know who the fuck you talking to here??
The director steps up and gets in Vince's face totally unmoved by his overwhelming physical presence.
Director: Oh, I think I do, pal!!
Vince Jones raises the dark shades on his eyes revealing two fire-filled eyes. He folds his arms across his chest and shakes his head.
Vince Jones: V don't think you do!
Director: Oh, I do! I'm looking at yet another guy who thinks he's bigger than everyone else around him! I'm looking at yet another guy who thinks because he's got somewhat of a name that he doesn't have to answer to anyone at all! Well, I'm telling you right now that you're dead wrong!
Vince Jones: V's wrong?? Is that what you fuckin' sayin here??
Director: Are you hard of hearing or something now?? That's exactly what I just said!
Vince Jones takes a slight step back literally fuming over with rage and nods.
Vince Jones: So, that's how it is, man??
Director: (nodding) Oh, that's exactly the way it is! This is my studio!
All of a sudden Vince Jones whirls around, jabs the baseball bat in the middle of the director's chest, and shoves him forcefully backwards in his director's chair to the absolute shock of everyone on hand even the director, Sam, himself. Vince lunges forward and is ready to take a swing when Reno Banks comes charging out of nowhere and tries to calm his client down.
Reno Banks: No, no, nooooooo!!!!
Vince Jones turns around and shoves Reno backwards in fury.
Reno tries to grab ahold of Vince once again, but Vince once again shoves him backwards.
Vince Jones: Step the fuck off, Reno!!!
Reno slithers around Vince and jumps infront of the director and throws his hands up as Vince whirls around yet again read to strike.
Reno Banks: No! No! NOOOOOOOO!!! Calm down, big man!!! We don't need any of that here right now!!!
The director quickly regains his composure and peeks around Reno in defiance.
Director: Oh no, Reno! He's a big tough guy! Let him do it! I've got some of the best lawyers money can buy! C'mon!
The director points at his own face simply daring Vince Jones to hit him.
Director: Go ahead! Hit me one time! I dare ya! Hit me one time and see what happens next! I'll take you for everything you've got, hot shot!!
Vince Jones is literally foaming at the mouth ready to pound the director's face in while Reno Banks is shaking his head emphatically, begging for Vince to back down. Vince Jones slowly begins to come to his senses and grunts as he points the baseball bat at the head of the director.
Vince Jones: Considah yo self fuckin' lucky today!
Vince snarls to himself at the thought of giving the man mercy and Reno quickly jumps forward and pulls Vince to the side.
Reno Banks: What the hell was that all about, Vinnie??
Vince cocks his head to the side and looks back at Reno in disbelief of his questioning.
Vince Jones: You hear that, mahfucka?? We might be here to take care of some fucking business; but, his bitch ass obviously don't know who the hell he dealing with here, man! You know V don't put up with that kinda shit! That's disrespect! That shit right there that fool tried to pull was total disrespect!
Reno Banks: And you don't think that your actions weren't just a little bit ova the top?? I mean we are in his studio! Why don't you take a look around ya for a sec!
Vince stops and takes a look around the expanse of the studio for a brief moment and then back at Reno.
Vince Jones: Aight, aight! Maybe you got a point here; but, V just a little frustrated about a few things here!
Reno Banks: Oh, is that so? Well then...shoot!
Vince Jones: First of all, we got this UWA Fearless event coming up soon and they got Jonesy fuckin' wasting his damn time going up against this small timah in Ashley Kenyon, one of these Kiss chicks! What kinda shit is that, huh??
Reno lets out a sigh and shrugs at Vince's statement.
Reno Banks: I mean....well...it is what it is, big man.
Vince Jones: It is what it is?? What kinda statement is that, huh? You claim that you supposed to be the brains here! You the business man here! You the fucking guy that takes care of yo mans here! So, with all that said why UWA got Jonesy making the rounds against Party Rock Barbie? What the fuck does V have to gain from this shit, huh??
Reno Banks: Its another match...
Vince Jones: V's had enough of all these otha matches!
Reno Banks: Vinnie, its an opportunity...
Vince Jones: Fuck opportunity! Been there and fuckin' done that way too many times already! The time is now!
Reno Banks: Not yet...
Vince Jones points a finger in the face of Reno.
Vince Jones: I don't care what you say, Reno! The time is fuckin' now and it shoulda been going down at Fearless!
Reno Banks: I hear ya and I'm with you, Vince! I'm on your side; but, at the end of the day that is their decision! You and I have no control over what they decide. So, in the meantime we fly to Cali, you step in that ring, and you do what you do best...
Vince raises his head and glares downward at Reno in utter disgust with his upbeat and positive thinking agent talk.
Vince Jones: Yeah! V beats the shit out that bitch to the point that there is no doubt in anyone's mind who should be the next one taking a fuckin' shot at Aerynn Donnelly and that damn title reign she's had so far!
Reno pats Vince on the back in an encouraging manner.
Reno Banks: Now that's what I like to hear! That's the way to be, Vinnie J! So, was that all that was on your mind?
Vince Jones: No, there's more...
Reno Banks: Well...
Vince Jones looks around at the studio as well as the old house set-up that was being utilized for the vignette they were taping in regards to his match against Ashley Kenyon.
Vince Jones: What the fuck is up with all this Halloween, Friday the 13th looking bullshit around this joint, man??
Reno takes a look around and shrugs his shoulders.
Reno Banks: Is there a problem with it? I mean Halloween is coming up pretty soon and Fearless is a show going along with a similar theme. I felt that the idea would be great for you to make a strong statement about your upcoming match against, Ashley. I believe that it paints a picture of the utter terror that she would soon be facing in the ring. I mean just think about it, Vince!
Vince just shakes his head in disappointment.
Vince Jones: No, fuck all this shit, Reno! How about you let yo mans get back down to fucking basics here and send a damn message to lil Ash the way he knows best! That'd be an idea! Right??
Reno Banks: I mean, I guess if that's how you wanna do things we can make all that happen for ya. I just thought you might want a little more flair...
Vince Jones: Flair?? Well, you thought wrong, Reno! C'mon! All this horror movie lookin' crap don't fit V. Jones' style, man! All this shit a fuckin' joke! V just wanna keep it real and hit the bitch right between the eyes with that realness, man! So, we eitha gonna do it V's way or we not doin' this shit at all now!
Reno slowly nods in agreement.
Reno Banks: Very well, Vinnie J! I just want you to keep in mind that sometimes its not always about the message; but how its all presented! Sometimes you just need that little bit extra!
Vince throws up a hand motioning for Reno to be quiet.
Vince Jones: (shaking his head) No! We keeping things simple! V gonna get in front of that damn camera and spit it like only he can! Nothing more, nothing less! Get it? Got it? Good! Now let's get Sammy onboard with the new plan and get the ball rolling on this shit!
Reno Banks: Very well, but let me handle all the talking on this one because you may have just about burned every bridge there could possibly be with that last little outburst of yours...
Vince Jones: He had it coming to his bitch ass!
Reno Banks: Look, just keep cool and let me handle things from here.
Reno and Vince slowly make their way back over to Sam who is busily looking over some paper work. Reno taps Sam on the shoulder and he slowly turns around in their direction.
Reno Banks: Well, I talked things over with my man, Mr. Jones. At this time he is extremely apologetic for his actions towards you earlier on.
Vince Jones' eyes pop wide open in surprise at Reno's statement.
Vince Jones: What!!!
Reno quickly shoves his hand over Vince's mouth and turns back around and faces Sam, the director, with a rather sheepish grin on his face now.
Reno Banks: I mean right now he is beyond belief at how he exploded earlier on and how the thought could ever cross his mind of ever laying a hand on a genius like yourself, Sam.
Vince Jones glares down at Reno, taken back by all the bullshit that his agent is spewing at the moment on his behalf. Meanwhile Sam nods his head in agreement with all the ego stroking of Reno Banks and chukles to himself.
Sam: Well, I wouldn't go as far as to say that I'm a genius...
Reno Banks: Oh, but my client would go that far. Not only does he admire your talent, your imagination, your vision, and your exquisite attention to detail. He also appreciates the idea that you have given your time, your effort, and poured in so much more into helping he and I with our little project today. He knows that you could be doing oh sooooo many other things right now; but, you've dedicated your time to him and he considers that to be one of the greatest privledges in the world to him right now.
Sam: Well, I guess you could say that working with a guy like could be considered a privledge.
Reno Banks: (nodding) Indeed! I'm glad that we're all on the same page here. Now at this time my client would once again like to apologize to you for being such a...such a...
Sam: Asshole, maybe?
Vince Jones becomes absolutely livid at the statement and is ready to rip Reno's hand away from his mouth and retalliate; but, Reno quickly turns around and motions for him to be silent and quickly turns back towards Sam.
Reno Banks: You know what's funny, Sam? That's exactly what he said, an asshole! Yes, he agrees! He toooootally agrees with you on that! He feels as though he was being a total asshole towards you earlier and he would just like you to know that he's thought things through! He's thinking much more clearly now and he would love for you to try your very best to just sweep the memory of that little incident under the carpet so that we can all just move on and make some magic happen, as you would say...
Sam pauses in thought and smiles at the continuous bullshitting from Reno Banks.
Sam: Well, I guess we could bury the hatchet and move on from here.
Reno Banks: Good! That's wonderful! V and I both appreciate and love for you that! I mean, Vince here was being an absolute moron here earlier and he agrees. That's why he and I both are thrilled to hear that you're still willing to continue working with us.
Sam shrugs and chuckles to himself.
Sam: Well, what can I say? Its like I said earlier on. I've had my share of disputes with the stars. It happens from time-to-time. There's always going to be that man or woman that has a different vision than what I have. That's when they tend to forget that a guy like me is entrenched in this business. I've been through the thick and the thin. I have that experience, that expertise. I know what I'm doing. Yeah. They sometimes forget that. I'm sure that's what happened with Mr. Jones here as well; but, its understandable.
Reno Banks: Indeed! Indeed! That's exactly what happened here!
Vince rolls his eyes at Reno.
Sam: So when do we get started??
Reno Banks: Yeah...about that. Mr. Jones here is a bit overwhelmed by the monstrosity of all that is your vision. The whole set that you all have here, the house, the rain, the thunder, the lightning, its all just a bit over the top for, Mr. Jones.
Sam: Over the top??
Sam turns towards the rundown house on set and looks at curiously.
Sam: Hmm...well, I thought that he'd be thrilled with all of this. I really believe that what we have going here is awesome.
Reno Banks: I agree as well...as does he. Now this might be a little bit embarrassing for even he to admit; but, this little tidbit of information just might shed some light on the sudden change that he is hoping you'd be okay with. Ya see...my client here is...uhh...well he's...afraid of the dark.
Sam: (in shock) He's afraid of the dark?? I never would've suspected that from a guy like him.
Vince's eyes dart back to Reno as he stares a hole straight through his head totally livid with Reno's statement. Reno turns around, notices Vince's anger, and quickly turns back towards Sam.
Reno Banks: Oh yeah! He's afraid of the dark. I mean...he's been like that forever. That should explain his little tantrum earlier on. I mean he was expecting that lightbulb to come on so he could finally be relieved of his fears with a little bit of light and to his absolute dismay that just didn't happen. I mean some people get a little defensive when they're afraid of stuff like that. You understand where I'm coming from with this now?
Sam: I guess I could understand. I mean my four year-old son is afraid of the dark too and man oh man does he go nuts sometimes.
Reno Banks: (nodding) Glad you could understand. Now if you could excuse me I would just like to talk with a my client a bit in private to help...console him and all. Then, the two of us will get back to you about some of the changes that we would like to be made before we continue on.
Sam: Very well...
Sam walks up to Vince Jones and pats him on the back.
Sam: I'm sorry, Vince! I wish you guys had filled me in on your little phobia earlier on.
Sam turns and walks away as Reno guides Vince Jones over to the side away from all the commotion. He then uncups Vince's mouth and Vince nearly explodes with rage.
Vince Jones: Yo! What the fuck was all that about, huh??
Reno Banks: I was merely handling your business and trying to smooth things ova! That's all that was!
Vince turns to the side and then turns back towards Reno and folds his arms across his chest.
Vince Jones: All that fuckin' bullshit and then you gonna tell that cat that V. Jones afraid of the fuckin' dark?? Really?? Of all the bullshit lies you could come up with you gonna tell that mahfucka that Jonesy afraid of the fuckin' dark??
Reno Banks: Whateva works! And it worked!
Vince Jones sneers at the thought.
Vince Jones: Yeah, but now you got this fool ova there truly thinkin' that V afraid of the fuckin' dark and shit like he some punk ass bitch or somethin' now!
Reno Banks: And?? I know you're not afraid of the dark! You know damn well you're not afraid of the dark! So, does it really matta that he thinks that you are now?? The fact of the matter is we've got the guy on our side still and we can move forward! Sometimes you've gotta stretch the truth a little to make things work. I'm an agent! I know! Now let's just forget about all of this and get on with things here.
Vince Jones: Yeah...whateva!
Vince Jones and Reno make their way to Sam and his crew as the camera slowly fades to black.
Narrator: Once again...it is that time of the year in which people begin to fear the darkness.
All of a sudden the sound of thunder is heard along with a blinding flash of lightning cracks and illuminates the scene. It that we are in the confines of a dark house. The lightning flashes along with another blast of thunder.
Narrator: But what they should really be fearing is what lurks in that darkness.
The thunder and lightning crack and boom once again as the front door to the dark house slowly begins to creak open to reveal a shadowy figure.
Narrator: Especially Ashley Kenyon as she enters the ring to face a man that has terrorized everyone that has stepped foot in his path...
The shadowy figure takes a few slow and calculated steps forward as the chaotic weather continues to ensue behind him outside. He reaches up and snatches a hold of what appears to be a lone string attached to a ceiling light. He yanks it and the string rips out of the socket but nothing happens.
Narrator: He is none other than UWA's North American champion, "The Violence" Vince Jones!!!
Shadowy figure: What the fuck!! You fuckin' kidding V here!! Damn this fucking lightbulb!
The shadowy figure takes what appears to be a baseball bat in his hand and smashes the lightbulb out of frustration.
Voice from off camera: CUT!! CUT!! CUT!!!
All of a sudden the lights come on and it appears that we are in a studio. Vince Jones is seen standing there glaring in frustration at what remains of what used to be a lightbulb in a socket. The camera turns and catches sight of a director who has his arms folded across his chest with a look of totally dismay plastered across his face from Vince Jones' sudden outburst. Standing beside him is an equally disappointed Reno Banks who covers his face with the palm of his hand. The director turns towards the stage crew.
Director: Guys! Can you all please cut the rain, wind, and the rest?? It should be obvious to you all that the cameras are not rolling right now! Sheesh! I mean we've got a budget here!
All of a sudden all the studio produced weather effects are shutdown and stopped. The director quickly turns his attention back to Vince Jones.
Director: What was that all about, Vinnie J??
Vince Jones turns in the direction of the director and glares back at him with an angry scowl.
Vince Jones: What the fuck you mean by what was that, huh??
Director: Exactly what I said! We're trying to make some magic here, Vinnie J! And we can't do that when you're ripping cords down and smashing up lightbulbs now! Can we??
Reno Banks taps the director on the shoulder and leans over and whispers to him.
Reno Banks: You gotta be easy with him, Sam...
Director: What do you mean by easy??
Reno Banks: He can have quite the temper sometimes.
The director turns towards Vince Jones and back to Reno.
Director: I don't care who the hell he thinks he is! I've been in this business for quite a long time, Mr. Banks! I've dealt with my share of prima donnas! He's no different!
Vince Jones overhears the conversation and becomes quite livid at Sam's statement. Vince immediately comes marching over towards the two of them as the conversation continues.
Director: Do you know how many disputes I've had with these stars throughout my career as a producer! They get this idea in their heads sometimes that they know more than you do! Well, I don't give a damn who the hell you are! You can be Sean freaking Connery on down to Miley Cyrus! I'm the guy who is ultimately running the show! I'm the guy who gets paid the big bucks to make them all look good!
Reno Banks: He's coming...
Director: Oh, is that so?? Well, let him!
The director whirls around as Vince Jones meets the two of them.
Vince Jones: Who the fuck you think you are, son?? You know who the fuck you talking to here??
The director steps up and gets in Vince's face totally unmoved by his overwhelming physical presence.
Director: Oh, I think I do, pal!!
Vince Jones raises the dark shades on his eyes revealing two fire-filled eyes. He folds his arms across his chest and shakes his head.
Vince Jones: V don't think you do!
Director: Oh, I do! I'm looking at yet another guy who thinks he's bigger than everyone else around him! I'm looking at yet another guy who thinks because he's got somewhat of a name that he doesn't have to answer to anyone at all! Well, I'm telling you right now that you're dead wrong!
Vince Jones: V's wrong?? Is that what you fuckin' sayin here??
Director: Are you hard of hearing or something now?? That's exactly what I just said!
Vince Jones takes a slight step back literally fuming over with rage and nods.
Vince Jones: So, that's how it is, man??
Director: (nodding) Oh, that's exactly the way it is! This is my studio!
All of a sudden Vince Jones whirls around, jabs the baseball bat in the middle of the director's chest, and shoves him forcefully backwards in his director's chair to the absolute shock of everyone on hand even the director, Sam, himself. Vince lunges forward and is ready to take a swing when Reno Banks comes charging out of nowhere and tries to calm his client down.
Reno Banks: No, no, nooooooo!!!!
Vince Jones turns around and shoves Reno backwards in fury.
Reno tries to grab ahold of Vince once again, but Vince once again shoves him backwards.
Vince Jones: Step the fuck off, Reno!!!
Reno slithers around Vince and jumps infront of the director and throws his hands up as Vince whirls around yet again read to strike.
Reno Banks: No! No! NOOOOOOOO!!! Calm down, big man!!! We don't need any of that here right now!!!
The director quickly regains his composure and peeks around Reno in defiance.
Director: Oh no, Reno! He's a big tough guy! Let him do it! I've got some of the best lawyers money can buy! C'mon!
The director points at his own face simply daring Vince Jones to hit him.
Director: Go ahead! Hit me one time! I dare ya! Hit me one time and see what happens next! I'll take you for everything you've got, hot shot!!
Vince Jones is literally foaming at the mouth ready to pound the director's face in while Reno Banks is shaking his head emphatically, begging for Vince to back down. Vince Jones slowly begins to come to his senses and grunts as he points the baseball bat at the head of the director.
Vince Jones: Considah yo self fuckin' lucky today!
Vince snarls to himself at the thought of giving the man mercy and Reno quickly jumps forward and pulls Vince to the side.
Reno Banks: What the hell was that all about, Vinnie??
Vince cocks his head to the side and looks back at Reno in disbelief of his questioning.
Vince Jones: You hear that, mahfucka?? We might be here to take care of some fucking business; but, his bitch ass obviously don't know who the hell he dealing with here, man! You know V don't put up with that kinda shit! That's disrespect! That shit right there that fool tried to pull was total disrespect!
Reno Banks: And you don't think that your actions weren't just a little bit ova the top?? I mean we are in his studio! Why don't you take a look around ya for a sec!
Vince stops and takes a look around the expanse of the studio for a brief moment and then back at Reno.
Vince Jones: Aight, aight! Maybe you got a point here; but, V just a little frustrated about a few things here!
Reno Banks: Oh, is that so? Well then...shoot!
Vince Jones: First of all, we got this UWA Fearless event coming up soon and they got Jonesy fuckin' wasting his damn time going up against this small timah in Ashley Kenyon, one of these Kiss chicks! What kinda shit is that, huh??
Reno lets out a sigh and shrugs at Vince's statement.
Reno Banks: I mean....well...it is what it is, big man.
Vince Jones: It is what it is?? What kinda statement is that, huh? You claim that you supposed to be the brains here! You the business man here! You the fucking guy that takes care of yo mans here! So, with all that said why UWA got Jonesy making the rounds against Party Rock Barbie? What the fuck does V have to gain from this shit, huh??
Reno Banks: Its another match...
Vince Jones: V's had enough of all these otha matches!
Reno Banks: Vinnie, its an opportunity...
Vince Jones: Fuck opportunity! Been there and fuckin' done that way too many times already! The time is now!
Reno Banks: Not yet...
Vince Jones points a finger in the face of Reno.
Vince Jones: I don't care what you say, Reno! The time is fuckin' now and it shoulda been going down at Fearless!
Reno Banks: I hear ya and I'm with you, Vince! I'm on your side; but, at the end of the day that is their decision! You and I have no control over what they decide. So, in the meantime we fly to Cali, you step in that ring, and you do what you do best...
Vince raises his head and glares downward at Reno in utter disgust with his upbeat and positive thinking agent talk.
Vince Jones: Yeah! V beats the shit out that bitch to the point that there is no doubt in anyone's mind who should be the next one taking a fuckin' shot at Aerynn Donnelly and that damn title reign she's had so far!
Reno pats Vince on the back in an encouraging manner.
Reno Banks: Now that's what I like to hear! That's the way to be, Vinnie J! So, was that all that was on your mind?
Vince Jones: No, there's more...
Reno Banks: Well...
Vince Jones looks around at the studio as well as the old house set-up that was being utilized for the vignette they were taping in regards to his match against Ashley Kenyon.
Vince Jones: What the fuck is up with all this Halloween, Friday the 13th looking bullshit around this joint, man??
Reno takes a look around and shrugs his shoulders.
Reno Banks: Is there a problem with it? I mean Halloween is coming up pretty soon and Fearless is a show going along with a similar theme. I felt that the idea would be great for you to make a strong statement about your upcoming match against, Ashley. I believe that it paints a picture of the utter terror that she would soon be facing in the ring. I mean just think about it, Vince!
Vince just shakes his head in disappointment.
Vince Jones: No, fuck all this shit, Reno! How about you let yo mans get back down to fucking basics here and send a damn message to lil Ash the way he knows best! That'd be an idea! Right??
Reno Banks: I mean, I guess if that's how you wanna do things we can make all that happen for ya. I just thought you might want a little more flair...
Vince Jones: Flair?? Well, you thought wrong, Reno! C'mon! All this horror movie lookin' crap don't fit V. Jones' style, man! All this shit a fuckin' joke! V just wanna keep it real and hit the bitch right between the eyes with that realness, man! So, we eitha gonna do it V's way or we not doin' this shit at all now!
Reno slowly nods in agreement.
Reno Banks: Very well, Vinnie J! I just want you to keep in mind that sometimes its not always about the message; but how its all presented! Sometimes you just need that little bit extra!
Vince throws up a hand motioning for Reno to be quiet.
Vince Jones: (shaking his head) No! We keeping things simple! V gonna get in front of that damn camera and spit it like only he can! Nothing more, nothing less! Get it? Got it? Good! Now let's get Sammy onboard with the new plan and get the ball rolling on this shit!
Reno Banks: Very well, but let me handle all the talking on this one because you may have just about burned every bridge there could possibly be with that last little outburst of yours...
Vince Jones: He had it coming to his bitch ass!
Reno Banks: Look, just keep cool and let me handle things from here.
Reno and Vince slowly make their way back over to Sam who is busily looking over some paper work. Reno taps Sam on the shoulder and he slowly turns around in their direction.
Reno Banks: Well, I talked things over with my man, Mr. Jones. At this time he is extremely apologetic for his actions towards you earlier on.
Vince Jones' eyes pop wide open in surprise at Reno's statement.
Vince Jones: What!!!
Reno quickly shoves his hand over Vince's mouth and turns back around and faces Sam, the director, with a rather sheepish grin on his face now.
Reno Banks: I mean right now he is beyond belief at how he exploded earlier on and how the thought could ever cross his mind of ever laying a hand on a genius like yourself, Sam.
Vince Jones glares down at Reno, taken back by all the bullshit that his agent is spewing at the moment on his behalf. Meanwhile Sam nods his head in agreement with all the ego stroking of Reno Banks and chukles to himself.
Sam: Well, I wouldn't go as far as to say that I'm a genius...
Reno Banks: Oh, but my client would go that far. Not only does he admire your talent, your imagination, your vision, and your exquisite attention to detail. He also appreciates the idea that you have given your time, your effort, and poured in so much more into helping he and I with our little project today. He knows that you could be doing oh sooooo many other things right now; but, you've dedicated your time to him and he considers that to be one of the greatest privledges in the world to him right now.
Sam: Well, I guess you could say that working with a guy like could be considered a privledge.
Reno Banks: (nodding) Indeed! I'm glad that we're all on the same page here. Now at this time my client would once again like to apologize to you for being such a...such a...
Sam: Asshole, maybe?
Vince Jones becomes absolutely livid at the statement and is ready to rip Reno's hand away from his mouth and retalliate; but, Reno quickly turns around and motions for him to be silent and quickly turns back towards Sam.
Reno Banks: You know what's funny, Sam? That's exactly what he said, an asshole! Yes, he agrees! He toooootally agrees with you on that! He feels as though he was being a total asshole towards you earlier and he would just like you to know that he's thought things through! He's thinking much more clearly now and he would love for you to try your very best to just sweep the memory of that little incident under the carpet so that we can all just move on and make some magic happen, as you would say...
Sam pauses in thought and smiles at the continuous bullshitting from Reno Banks.
Sam: Well, I guess we could bury the hatchet and move on from here.
Reno Banks: Good! That's wonderful! V and I both appreciate and love for you that! I mean, Vince here was being an absolute moron here earlier and he agrees. That's why he and I both are thrilled to hear that you're still willing to continue working with us.
Sam shrugs and chuckles to himself.
Sam: Well, what can I say? Its like I said earlier on. I've had my share of disputes with the stars. It happens from time-to-time. There's always going to be that man or woman that has a different vision than what I have. That's when they tend to forget that a guy like me is entrenched in this business. I've been through the thick and the thin. I have that experience, that expertise. I know what I'm doing. Yeah. They sometimes forget that. I'm sure that's what happened with Mr. Jones here as well; but, its understandable.
Reno Banks: Indeed! Indeed! That's exactly what happened here!
Vince rolls his eyes at Reno.
Sam: So when do we get started??
Reno Banks: Yeah...about that. Mr. Jones here is a bit overwhelmed by the monstrosity of all that is your vision. The whole set that you all have here, the house, the rain, the thunder, the lightning, its all just a bit over the top for, Mr. Jones.
Sam: Over the top??
Sam turns towards the rundown house on set and looks at curiously.
Sam: Hmm...well, I thought that he'd be thrilled with all of this. I really believe that what we have going here is awesome.
Reno Banks: I agree as well...as does he. Now this might be a little bit embarrassing for even he to admit; but, this little tidbit of information just might shed some light on the sudden change that he is hoping you'd be okay with. Ya see...my client here is...uhh...well he's...afraid of the dark.
Sam: (in shock) He's afraid of the dark?? I never would've suspected that from a guy like him.
Vince's eyes dart back to Reno as he stares a hole straight through his head totally livid with Reno's statement. Reno turns around, notices Vince's anger, and quickly turns back towards Sam.
Reno Banks: Oh yeah! He's afraid of the dark. I mean...he's been like that forever. That should explain his little tantrum earlier on. I mean he was expecting that lightbulb to come on so he could finally be relieved of his fears with a little bit of light and to his absolute dismay that just didn't happen. I mean some people get a little defensive when they're afraid of stuff like that. You understand where I'm coming from with this now?
Sam: I guess I could understand. I mean my four year-old son is afraid of the dark too and man oh man does he go nuts sometimes.
Reno Banks: (nodding) Glad you could understand. Now if you could excuse me I would just like to talk with a my client a bit in private to help...console him and all. Then, the two of us will get back to you about some of the changes that we would like to be made before we continue on.
Sam: Very well...
Sam walks up to Vince Jones and pats him on the back.
Sam: I'm sorry, Vince! I wish you guys had filled me in on your little phobia earlier on.
Sam turns and walks away as Reno guides Vince Jones over to the side away from all the commotion. He then uncups Vince's mouth and Vince nearly explodes with rage.
Vince Jones: Yo! What the fuck was all that about, huh??
Reno Banks: I was merely handling your business and trying to smooth things ova! That's all that was!
Vince turns to the side and then turns back towards Reno and folds his arms across his chest.
Vince Jones: All that fuckin' bullshit and then you gonna tell that cat that V. Jones afraid of the fuckin' dark?? Really?? Of all the bullshit lies you could come up with you gonna tell that mahfucka that Jonesy afraid of the fuckin' dark??
Reno Banks: Whateva works! And it worked!
Vince Jones sneers at the thought.
Vince Jones: Yeah, but now you got this fool ova there truly thinkin' that V afraid of the fuckin' dark and shit like he some punk ass bitch or somethin' now!
Reno Banks: And?? I know you're not afraid of the dark! You know damn well you're not afraid of the dark! So, does it really matta that he thinks that you are now?? The fact of the matter is we've got the guy on our side still and we can move forward! Sometimes you've gotta stretch the truth a little to make things work. I'm an agent! I know! Now let's just forget about all of this and get on with things here.
Vince Jones: Yeah...whateva!
Vince Jones and Reno make their way to Sam and his crew as the camera slowly fades to black.