Post by vincejones on Dec 17, 2014 22:58:49 GMT -6
The camera fades into Vince Jones' home gymnasium. The front door swings open and in steps Vince Jones himself carrying his gym bag over his shoulder. He comes strolling in and suddenly stops in his tracks as he spots his longtime friend and personal trainer, Cole, standing in the middle of the floor with his arms folded across his chest.
Vince Jones: What up, Cole? What it do, son?
Cole remains silent and just shakes his head in absolute disappointment with Vince.
Cole: Question is what the fuck is up with you, man?
Vince Jones looks back at him slightly confused by his friend's supposed outrage with him.
Vince Jones: Something wrong? What the fuck is up with you today,huh??
Cole: You and I need to have a serious talk, V!
Vince Jones drops his gym bag on the floor and shrugs his shoulders.
Vince Jones: Aight?? Shoot...
Cole rolls his eyes and simply exhales as if he is releasing all of his frustrations.
Vince Jones: Yo! We gonna talk or what, Cole? Cuz yo mans obviously got shit he could be doing right now!
Cole walks over to Vince looking down at the floor and then suddenly looks up into Vince's eyes and shakes his head once again.
Cole: What the fuck was up with those gloves of yours, V??
Vince turns to the side and simply shrugs.
Vince Jones: You know people been giving V shit about that mess for awhile now. Let's just get on with the routine...
Cole throws up a hand signaling for Vince to cut the garbage he's spewing short.
Cole: Don't feed me all that bullshit!
Cole pounds his chest and extends his arms outward.
Cole: We boys! So you can cut all the garbage out cuz I'm not buyin' any of it, man! Now you can fuckin' answer my question!
Vince suddenly sneers at Cole and goes silent. He begins to turn away from Cole; but, his buddy immediately lunges forward and
Vince Jones: Hey! Yo mans was simply doin' what he felt he had to do...
Cole: C'mon, man! Loaded gloves against some scrawny ass bitch like that Ashley Kenyon?? Really, man?? Is that what shit has come to now??
Vince stands there in silence.
Cole: Answer me, mahfucka!! Is that what things have come to with Vince Jones these days?? You gotta load your fuckin' gloves and beat a bitch unconscious to get by in the game?
Vince remains silent. Cole points two fingers at Vince's face and then at his own.
Cole: We here, man! We always have been and we always will be! So, when you and I talk... I tell it to ya straight up, no bullshit whatsoeva! I been with you since the beginning, man! You and I been through it all! Fuck that Reno Banks and all the shit he claims about how he been with you through thick and thin cuz you know damn well that I been ridin' with you from the get go, from the very beginning! We grew up in the same hood, V! Chased afta the same women and shit! We ran the blocks! We did it all from dusk to dawn, son! Those were the good ole days, man! We did what we had to do to get by...
Vince Jones nods his head in agreement with all of Cole's words.
Cole: ...but ya know somethin', man? There comes that day when we gotta move past all that! My wake up call was the day we all got busted, the day we all got fuckin' caught up! Sittin' behind bars makes a mahfucka think a bit. Ya know? That's all you got time for is to think...whetha you wanna think or not! I don't know about you. I don't know what might've been runnin' through yo damn head while you were hemned up and doing yo time; but, when I was sitting there thinking all I could hear is my pop's voice in my head and all the knowledge he tried to lay on me when I was a dumbass teen runnin' the streets wild like there was no fuckin' tomorrow, man!
Vince shakes his head and starts gritting his teeth in frustration with Cole's words.
Vince Jones: And what the fuck does all that gotta do with anything, huh?? HUH, Cole?
Cole: A whole fuckin' lot, son! Listen up for a moment I'd tell ya!
Vince Jones: Nah....nah! Ya know what?? Get da fuck outta here with all that crap! I don't have time for all this! I got this match comin' up soon! So, let's just get down to the biz and move on!
Vince snatches up his gym bag and is about to walk right past Cole; but, his friend steps in his path and stops him in his tracks. Vince looks down at the ground and tries his very best to remain composed; but, it is apparent that the anger is slowly welling up inside of him.
Vince Jones: (snarling) Yo! We really gotta go through all this bullshit right now, man?? V keeps tellin' ya he got a serious match!
Cole: And what, V?? What you gonna do? You know damn well you can't go out there to the ring with those fuckin' gloves of yours loaded again! UWA gonna be waitin' for that shit! You a marked man right now afta that Ashley Kenyon and the rest of her crew exposed you!
Vince Jones: Cole, will you fuckin' let that shit go! V did what he had to do! That's how shit goes sometimes! You do what ya gotta! And you fuckin' ask questions laytah! That's life! That's real!
Cole shakes his head in disagreement.
Cole: Nah, son! You got it all wrong! That's that bullshit they tried to feed us where we grew up! That's the way they wanted us to think, man! That's how they'd keep all of our people down! Its all crap; but, that's that type of shit that'd get thrown in yo fuckin' face each and everyday of yo life! And most of us would just go along with it cuz it was the easy thing to do! That's all we knew! That's all we were allowed to know, man!
Vince Jones: Cole!!!
Cole: Listen...back when we were locked up and shit I had a whole lotta time to think! When I was comin' up my pops used to see me runnin' with the crew and he'd tell me all the time that I was betta than that! When you young and dumb and livin' it up in the moment you no paying attention to all that! All you worried about is getting yours and do what you gotta do to get by! That's that shit we were doin', man! We were robbin'! We were gang bangin'! We were doin' whateva, wheneva to who the fuck eva cuz its what we felt we had to do to get by, to make shit work!
Vince cuts Cole off in rage.
Vince Jones: YO! THAT'S ENOUGH!!
Cole immediately steps up and stands his ground.
Cole: And what? What, V?? Seems like its all about doin' what you gotta do! Right?? Well, if that's the case and you pissed the fuck off with all I got to say right now then go ahead! Hit me, man!
Vince Jones boils with rage at Cole's antagonizing.
Cole: You mad?? Oh, I know you fuckin' mad!! Well...shut me the fuck up, man! C'mon! Hit me!
Cole takes a step forward and turns his cheek in Vince's direction.
Cole: I'm right here, V! According to you a man gotta do what a man gotta do! You obviously not down with the shit I'm speakin' now so go ahead and lay me out! Shut me up!
Cole stands there begging for Vince to punch him; but, Vince slowly regains his composure, cools his temper, and finally stands down. The tension slowly resides between the two childhood friends as Cole nods in respect for Vince's choice.
Cole: Now as I was sayin' ...we were doin' it all, man! You know how it was back then. Well, my old man saw all the shit I was doing and one day he set me down and we had a talk. He told me that there comes that day when you gotta be a real man about shit! You can eitha do what you gotta and slide by doin' just enough to barely keep going or you can take charge and actually make it! But I was like that "fuck all that" and I decided to keep on sliding by, hangin' with the crew doin' the same old, same old!
Vince turns his back on and is ready to storm out the gym.
Vince Jones: V don't got the time for all this, Cole!
Cole folds his arms across his chest as Vince prepares to make his exit.
Cole: Yeah..that's the same way I was about the talk my pops and I had! Oh, and you know how the rest of that shit went! Ask K-9, man! Ask Reapah! They all know! Keshawn knows our story came to an end! We were ridin' high! Nothin' could touch us! And then just like that it was all ova!
Vince lowers his head as if he is privately meditating on Cole's words.
Cole: So, I did my time just like we all did. And when I got out the first thing I did was go to my pops and said I was sorry, sorry for not listening to him, sorry for puttin' he and moms through all the hell I put them through! I vowed to them both that things would be different. I scraped togetha some change and I started taking classes. I got my shit togetha and got behind the one thing that could keep me straight, the gym. I got hooked up with the right people and got a career doing the personal training thing, man. I met my wife, the love of my fuckin' life, man. She and I had two kids and we living happy togetha. Why? All cuz I decided one day that it was time for me to move the fuck on and make a change...to man up! You feelin' me on all that, V??
Vince remains silent and Cole acknowledges Vince's silence as an understanding between the both of them. He steps forward and slaps Vince across the back in a friendly manner.
Cole: That's alright. You don't have to answer that. Matta of fact how about we take the day off, V! Come back tomorrow! Get yo head clear and shit, man!
Vince slowly begins to make his exit.
Cole: But I just wanna leave you with one thought, V....
Vince stops in his tracks to listen for a moment.
Cole: You got a choice to make, man! You can eitha keep on with the do what you gotta to slide by shit or you can man up, take charge, and take things to the next fuckin' level! Go ahead and do the same old shit if you want to; but, you neva gonna really get ahead sliding by. You go into that match against Ashley Kenyon feelin' you gotta do whateva and you might as well drop that belt of yours now and tell her "You Quit" right the fuck now and save yourself all the trouble! Cuz if shit don't hit the fan against her and it all comes tumbling down its gonna happen soona or laytah and you gonna be fallin' flat on yo face again just like we did back in our EDW days, son! Let that shit marinate a little while, bruh! And I hope you make the right choice...champ!
Vince reaches the door and exits as he silently meditates on his childhood friend's words of wisdom.
"Cole...the mahfucka got a way with words and shit..."
Vince closes the door behind him and walks down the lonely hallway.
"Wise old man his fuckin' pops was...makes a mahfucka jealous and shit, man! Why the fuck did V have to get the drugged up, worthless fuckin' piece of shit of a dad he was fuckin' givin', huh?? Would things have been different otha wise??"
Vince continues on down the hall and stops in front of a wall mirror and takes a look at himself.
"Funny how people would always say that Jonesy looks just like that sorry ass piece of shit! It's a fuckin' shame, man...lookin' in the mirror each and every fuckin' day of yo life knowin' that its almost like you starin' back at the sorry mahfucka that just walked out on you and yo fuckin' family when you needed the man the fuckin' most cuz he could! "
Vince glares at his reflection in the mirror in fury. He suddenly punches the mirror and shatters it. Vince slowly exhales after unleashing his rage on the mirror in front of him.
"Guess Cole and his fuckin' pops were right about some shit. Life's about the fuckin' choices we make. Is that why the son of a bitch walked on V, K.J, and the fam?? Its a fuckin' shame that deep down inside V gotta live every fuckin' day of his life knowin' that the one mahfucka V could hate the fuckin' most in this world is always with him, nearly starin' right back at him wheneva he looks in a fuckin' mirror and shit!"
Vince lowers his head in shame.
"Took the fuckin' easy way out with the gloves, like pops shortcutted on the fam and shit! The choices we gotta make. Right? Sneak the fuck by or take charge and fuckin' make it?"
Vince nods.
" Choices, man..."
The camera slowly fades to black.
Vince Jones: What up, Cole? What it do, son?
Cole remains silent and just shakes his head in absolute disappointment with Vince.
Cole: Question is what the fuck is up with you, man?
Vince Jones looks back at him slightly confused by his friend's supposed outrage with him.
Vince Jones: Something wrong? What the fuck is up with you today,huh??
Cole: You and I need to have a serious talk, V!
Vince Jones drops his gym bag on the floor and shrugs his shoulders.
Vince Jones: Aight?? Shoot...
Cole rolls his eyes and simply exhales as if he is releasing all of his frustrations.
Vince Jones: Yo! We gonna talk or what, Cole? Cuz yo mans obviously got shit he could be doing right now!
Cole walks over to Vince looking down at the floor and then suddenly looks up into Vince's eyes and shakes his head once again.
Cole: What the fuck was up with those gloves of yours, V??
Vince turns to the side and simply shrugs.
Vince Jones: You know people been giving V shit about that mess for awhile now. Let's just get on with the routine...
Cole throws up a hand signaling for Vince to cut the garbage he's spewing short.
Cole: Don't feed me all that bullshit!
Cole pounds his chest and extends his arms outward.
Cole: We boys! So you can cut all the garbage out cuz I'm not buyin' any of it, man! Now you can fuckin' answer my question!
Vince suddenly sneers at Cole and goes silent. He begins to turn away from Cole; but, his buddy immediately lunges forward and
Vince Jones: Hey! Yo mans was simply doin' what he felt he had to do...
Cole: C'mon, man! Loaded gloves against some scrawny ass bitch like that Ashley Kenyon?? Really, man?? Is that what shit has come to now??
Vince stands there in silence.
Cole: Answer me, mahfucka!! Is that what things have come to with Vince Jones these days?? You gotta load your fuckin' gloves and beat a bitch unconscious to get by in the game?
Vince remains silent. Cole points two fingers at Vince's face and then at his own.
Cole: We here, man! We always have been and we always will be! So, when you and I talk... I tell it to ya straight up, no bullshit whatsoeva! I been with you since the beginning, man! You and I been through it all! Fuck that Reno Banks and all the shit he claims about how he been with you through thick and thin cuz you know damn well that I been ridin' with you from the get go, from the very beginning! We grew up in the same hood, V! Chased afta the same women and shit! We ran the blocks! We did it all from dusk to dawn, son! Those were the good ole days, man! We did what we had to do to get by...
Vince Jones nods his head in agreement with all of Cole's words.
Cole: ...but ya know somethin', man? There comes that day when we gotta move past all that! My wake up call was the day we all got busted, the day we all got fuckin' caught up! Sittin' behind bars makes a mahfucka think a bit. Ya know? That's all you got time for is to think...whetha you wanna think or not! I don't know about you. I don't know what might've been runnin' through yo damn head while you were hemned up and doing yo time; but, when I was sitting there thinking all I could hear is my pop's voice in my head and all the knowledge he tried to lay on me when I was a dumbass teen runnin' the streets wild like there was no fuckin' tomorrow, man!
Vince shakes his head and starts gritting his teeth in frustration with Cole's words.
Vince Jones: And what the fuck does all that gotta do with anything, huh?? HUH, Cole?
Cole: A whole fuckin' lot, son! Listen up for a moment I'd tell ya!
Vince Jones: Nah....nah! Ya know what?? Get da fuck outta here with all that crap! I don't have time for all this! I got this match comin' up soon! So, let's just get down to the biz and move on!
Vince snatches up his gym bag and is about to walk right past Cole; but, his friend steps in his path and stops him in his tracks. Vince looks down at the ground and tries his very best to remain composed; but, it is apparent that the anger is slowly welling up inside of him.
Vince Jones: (snarling) Yo! We really gotta go through all this bullshit right now, man?? V keeps tellin' ya he got a serious match!
Cole: And what, V?? What you gonna do? You know damn well you can't go out there to the ring with those fuckin' gloves of yours loaded again! UWA gonna be waitin' for that shit! You a marked man right now afta that Ashley Kenyon and the rest of her crew exposed you!
Vince Jones: Cole, will you fuckin' let that shit go! V did what he had to do! That's how shit goes sometimes! You do what ya gotta! And you fuckin' ask questions laytah! That's life! That's real!
Cole shakes his head in disagreement.
Cole: Nah, son! You got it all wrong! That's that bullshit they tried to feed us where we grew up! That's the way they wanted us to think, man! That's how they'd keep all of our people down! Its all crap; but, that's that type of shit that'd get thrown in yo fuckin' face each and everyday of yo life! And most of us would just go along with it cuz it was the easy thing to do! That's all we knew! That's all we were allowed to know, man!
Vince Jones: Cole!!!
Cole: Listen...back when we were locked up and shit I had a whole lotta time to think! When I was comin' up my pops used to see me runnin' with the crew and he'd tell me all the time that I was betta than that! When you young and dumb and livin' it up in the moment you no paying attention to all that! All you worried about is getting yours and do what you gotta do to get by! That's that shit we were doin', man! We were robbin'! We were gang bangin'! We were doin' whateva, wheneva to who the fuck eva cuz its what we felt we had to do to get by, to make shit work!
Vince cuts Cole off in rage.
Vince Jones: YO! THAT'S ENOUGH!!
Cole immediately steps up and stands his ground.
Cole: And what? What, V?? Seems like its all about doin' what you gotta do! Right?? Well, if that's the case and you pissed the fuck off with all I got to say right now then go ahead! Hit me, man!
Vince Jones boils with rage at Cole's antagonizing.
Cole: You mad?? Oh, I know you fuckin' mad!! Well...shut me the fuck up, man! C'mon! Hit me!
Cole takes a step forward and turns his cheek in Vince's direction.
Cole: I'm right here, V! According to you a man gotta do what a man gotta do! You obviously not down with the shit I'm speakin' now so go ahead and lay me out! Shut me up!
Cole stands there begging for Vince to punch him; but, Vince slowly regains his composure, cools his temper, and finally stands down. The tension slowly resides between the two childhood friends as Cole nods in respect for Vince's choice.
Cole: Now as I was sayin' ...we were doin' it all, man! You know how it was back then. Well, my old man saw all the shit I was doing and one day he set me down and we had a talk. He told me that there comes that day when you gotta be a real man about shit! You can eitha do what you gotta and slide by doin' just enough to barely keep going or you can take charge and actually make it! But I was like that "fuck all that" and I decided to keep on sliding by, hangin' with the crew doin' the same old, same old!
Vince turns his back on and is ready to storm out the gym.
Vince Jones: V don't got the time for all this, Cole!
Cole folds his arms across his chest as Vince prepares to make his exit.
Cole: Yeah..that's the same way I was about the talk my pops and I had! Oh, and you know how the rest of that shit went! Ask K-9, man! Ask Reapah! They all know! Keshawn knows our story came to an end! We were ridin' high! Nothin' could touch us! And then just like that it was all ova!
Vince lowers his head as if he is privately meditating on Cole's words.
Cole: So, I did my time just like we all did. And when I got out the first thing I did was go to my pops and said I was sorry, sorry for not listening to him, sorry for puttin' he and moms through all the hell I put them through! I vowed to them both that things would be different. I scraped togetha some change and I started taking classes. I got my shit togetha and got behind the one thing that could keep me straight, the gym. I got hooked up with the right people and got a career doing the personal training thing, man. I met my wife, the love of my fuckin' life, man. She and I had two kids and we living happy togetha. Why? All cuz I decided one day that it was time for me to move the fuck on and make a change...to man up! You feelin' me on all that, V??
Vince remains silent and Cole acknowledges Vince's silence as an understanding between the both of them. He steps forward and slaps Vince across the back in a friendly manner.
Cole: That's alright. You don't have to answer that. Matta of fact how about we take the day off, V! Come back tomorrow! Get yo head clear and shit, man!
Vince slowly begins to make his exit.
Cole: But I just wanna leave you with one thought, V....
Vince stops in his tracks to listen for a moment.
Cole: You got a choice to make, man! You can eitha keep on with the do what you gotta to slide by shit or you can man up, take charge, and take things to the next fuckin' level! Go ahead and do the same old shit if you want to; but, you neva gonna really get ahead sliding by. You go into that match against Ashley Kenyon feelin' you gotta do whateva and you might as well drop that belt of yours now and tell her "You Quit" right the fuck now and save yourself all the trouble! Cuz if shit don't hit the fan against her and it all comes tumbling down its gonna happen soona or laytah and you gonna be fallin' flat on yo face again just like we did back in our EDW days, son! Let that shit marinate a little while, bruh! And I hope you make the right choice...champ!
Vince reaches the door and exits as he silently meditates on his childhood friend's words of wisdom.
"Cole...the mahfucka got a way with words and shit..."
Vince closes the door behind him and walks down the lonely hallway.
"Wise old man his fuckin' pops was...makes a mahfucka jealous and shit, man! Why the fuck did V have to get the drugged up, worthless fuckin' piece of shit of a dad he was fuckin' givin', huh?? Would things have been different otha wise??"
Vince continues on down the hall and stops in front of a wall mirror and takes a look at himself.
"Funny how people would always say that Jonesy looks just like that sorry ass piece of shit! It's a fuckin' shame, man...lookin' in the mirror each and every fuckin' day of yo life knowin' that its almost like you starin' back at the sorry mahfucka that just walked out on you and yo fuckin' family when you needed the man the fuckin' most cuz he could! "
Vince glares at his reflection in the mirror in fury. He suddenly punches the mirror and shatters it. Vince slowly exhales after unleashing his rage on the mirror in front of him.
"Guess Cole and his fuckin' pops were right about some shit. Life's about the fuckin' choices we make. Is that why the son of a bitch walked on V, K.J, and the fam?? Its a fuckin' shame that deep down inside V gotta live every fuckin' day of his life knowin' that the one mahfucka V could hate the fuckin' most in this world is always with him, nearly starin' right back at him wheneva he looks in a fuckin' mirror and shit!"
Vince lowers his head in shame.
"Took the fuckin' easy way out with the gloves, like pops shortcutted on the fam and shit! The choices we gotta make. Right? Sneak the fuck by or take charge and fuckin' make it?"
Vince nods.
" Choices, man..."
The camera slowly fades to black.