Post by TheFirecracker on Feb 3, 2015 16:00:15 GMT -6
Back in Boston Pauly is seen with his father. The two are walking through the warehouse while Donnie and Davis follow Pauly not far behind.. You have men on one side assembling guns, while on the other side men are placing them in heavy autopart boxes for the cover up.
Philip-”So lad, who is thos new man ye bringing fer da meetin’?”
Pauly-”Now Da, ye know I woulda ne’er put ye in a bad spot. What happened with The Lamia family in tha past wasn’t me fault. Aye?”
Philip-”Aye, but where ye goin’ with this son?”
Pauly-”Well after Shonn took care of Mr. Lamia inside fer me, his son tried ta attack me becasue his da said to, but I showed him I wasn’t the rat thot got his Da arrested. I proved tae him it was an inside job.”
Philip-”Again, where ye going with this laddie?”
Pauly-”Well me and Little Frankie dun put our differences aside and he still gunna need guns.”
Philip-”Ye really think this is a good idea?”
Pauly-”Well he THINKS it is.”
Pauly smirks as his father look a bit confused.
Philip-”And why would he think thot Pauly?”
Pauly chuckles a bit before responding to his father.
Pauly-”Cuz he dinna gone and thinnk this meetin’ is tae iron out details fer him tae start gettin’ his family guns again.”
Pauly points back towards Donnie and Davis.
Pauly-”But these two are gunna give him tha same welcome they gave his Da on tha inside.”
Davis-”Black Blanket Welcome that bitch!!!!”
Davis screams out.
Donnie-”We gun show him sir, no wirries!!!!!”
Donnie follows. Philip shakes his head as he turns his attention back to his son.
Philip-”I thought ye wanted out of this son.”
Pauly-”Aye I do Da. This is how it is gunna happen. These are loose ends thot need tae be tied up and I can wipe me hands and be done.I can really buckle down and get my shite straight in the rasslin’ ring. All this bs recently with the attempted attack. Almost gettin run of tha road. Got me all jumbled up inside. Need tae get past this shite. This is tha only way tae do that Da.”
Philip-”If ye say so son. So ye saying I should leave a crate empty so we kinna dispose of this fuck when those two monsters are done with ye friend?”
Pauly-”Nae. Dinna need no shite leading back tae us. I’ll take care of that when tha time comes. No worries there Da. Just need ya word, when this is done that ye will tell tha other kings I am done with this fer good. Aye?”
Philip-”Aye Pauly. They dinna think ye were back anyways. SO why even bring it up?”
Pauly-”Really Da? I’m sure they already heard of the recent commotion.”
Philip-”Ye are right son. I am sure they have.”
Pauly-”So yeah, afta this. Ye tell ‘em I need ta wipe me hands of this business.”
Philip-”Dinna worry lad. It’ll be taken care of.”
Just then Pauly’s phone rings. He reaches in his pocket and sees that it is Frankie calling. He slides the screen to answer the call.
Pauly-”Ey Frankie.”
*mumble mumble*
Pauly-”Aye, I’ll let tha guys know tae let ye in.”
Pauly hangs up the phone and places it back in his jacket pocket. He then turns to Donnie and Davis.
Pauly-”Now guys, I dinna want ye jumping the gun too early. Kinna let Franie know anything is wrong. Wait till my signal and then make yer move aye? When I grab the bag of money at the end ye make yer move. Got it?”
Donnie and Davis just nod in agreement. A few moments later Frankie approaches the group. Pauly is the first to greet him as he shakes his hand.
Pauly-”Frankie.”
Pauly turns towards his dad.
Pauly-”I’d like ye tae meet me Da. Philip O’Connor.”
Frankie also turns towards his dad and reaches out for a handshake.
Frankie-”Pleasure meeting you sir.”
Philip-”Pleasure is all mine Frankie. Now why not get right down tae business aye?”
All three nod as Philip and Pauly lead Frankie over to the area where some guns are being assembled.
Philip-”Same deal we had with yer Da. AK’s, mac 10’s, glocks, snipers if needed. Those sound good?”
Frankie nods as he just watches loads of guns being put together.
Frankie-”Sounds good to me. Two dozen of each every month won’t be a problem will it?”
Philip-”Kinna say it will lad. Now ye gunna need ammo too?”
Frankie-”Nah, got some engines that make that shit for us out west.”
Philip-”Ok then. Now to tae green side of things.”
Frankie drops a bag on the table and opens it up showing Pauly and his dad a bag full of money.
Pauly-”Mind If I take a count?”
Frankie-”Not at all. There’s payment there for the first two shipments. Just to show you I want this to last.”
Pauly looks towards his dad as he speaks.
Pauly-”Told ye this would be profitable Da.”
Philip-”Aye ye did Pauly. Now get tae counting.”
Pauly nods as he begins to shuffle through the bag. He flips through random stacks of money just to check it is not fake. While Pauly counts Philip shows Frankie the area where the guna are being packed into the autopart crates. A few minutes later Pauly comes over to the two.
Pauly-”All good Da.”
Philip nods.
Philip-”Good tae hear. So when ye gunna need tha first shipment?”
Frankie-”Soon as you can get it out.”
Philip-”Ok. Give me guys a few hours tae finish assembling and packing. I can have them out tae ye in a couple days. Sound good?”
Frankie-”Sounds good to me Philip.”
Frankie shakes Philip’s hand then turns his attention to Pauly.
Frankie-”See Pauly. Told you everything would be ok if you made this call. Loads of money to be made.”
Pauly nods.
Pauly-”Aye, ye were right Frankie.”
Pauly reaches for the bag of money as Frankie heads for the door. That is when Donnie and Davis make their move.
Davis-”Black Blanket Welcome round 2!!!!!!”
Frankie turns around and sees the two behemoths charging at him and gives Pauly a death stare.
Frankie-”You son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!”
Pauly-”Ye dun think I would let ye get away with all ye tried recently?”
The scene cuts out as Donnie and Davis grab hold of Frankie and drag him out of sight.
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The scene comes back to Pauly walking away from some random dock dusting off his hands and jacket. He reaches his car and leans against the hood. He then reaches to the inside pocket and pulls out a single cigarette from the pack and a lighter. He holds it for as few seconds as he turns his attention towards the camera.
Pauly-”Ey Jonesy! Look like we both gave sentinel a hell of a fight recently. Sucks we both hadda fall a wee bit short aye?”
Pauly now lights the cigarette and takes a drag before speaking again.
Pauly-”Dude is a tough sonna bitch. Thought I had him till he revered me finisher and nailed me with his outta what seemed nowhere. So congrats to him, but now? He is in tha past. Ye are whots staring me in tha eyes. Ye are the one I am fighting next.”
Pauly takes a quick glance around to make sure no one followed him to his current location. You can tell he is a bit shakey due to his body language.
Pauly-”Oliver abd whoever he has do tha booking always seem tae gimme the toughest guys on tha roster. Now is it to push me and see whot I can really do? Or is it a setup for failure? Do they not wanna see a member of Gealtachta succeed? If they can screw one of us is that a small victory for them? I have not a damn clue lad.”
Another drag of the cigarette as Pauly’s nerves begin to calm just a little.
Pauly-”Now we have been committing some questionable actions as of late. I’ll say that, but we are here tae make our mark on the world of UWA, for now it seems tae be working. We dinna care of the consequences. We will charge at them head on when they try to hot us baxck. We expect something tae try and bite us in the ass, but who wouldn’t with whot we been doing as of late?”
Pauly’s phone is heard ringing as he retrieves it from his pocket. He hits the silent button on the side and returns it to his jacket pocket. Again, he takes a drag of his cigarette and blows a cloud of smoke from his lungs.
Pauly-”Now ye came tae UWA afta I took me leave, ye been on a damn tear since coming. Winning some big time matches. Winning gold. Ye made a name fer yerself here. Both good and bad. Good by cementing yourself as a top contender here in my eyes. Then ye got tha bad. That whole scandal with the loaded gloves. Will the truth ever be revealed? Ye came out and said it was bullshit, but evidence man. Evidence proved othawise.”
Pauly shakes his head.
Pauly-”Whot I dinna get is, with how skilled ye really are in that ring, why feel the need tae load ye gloves? Extra insurance? That’s a bitch move Jonesy. If ye ain’t confident in your straight up abilities than why get in the ring tae begin with? I mean ye proved ye can handle yer own, or have ye been using tha loaded gloves and just dinna get caught until the big scandel?”
Pauly takes the last drag of his cigarette and then stomps it out with his foot. He exhales the smoke as a slight giggle comes from him.
Pauly-”Either way, ye can hang with UWA’s best. Nae need tae try and make sure of that by cheating. Ye can do it yerself, or maybe ye cant. Ever since ye got caught with those gloves ye have been in a bit of a slump, Aye? I mean ye did beat Bob Brooks just recently.”
Pauly lets a golf clap out.
Pauly-”Besides that ye have lost yer title. Lost tae Sentinel. Ye have what Brooks said, seemingly fallen from yer pedestal. SO it has me thinking ye really weren’t as good as ye were made out tae be.”
His phone rings again and he pulls it out just to hit the silence button.
Pauly-”Now ye kinna argue that neither am I, but there’s one difference lad. I dinna come in here on a trainwreck, warpath like ye. I dinna come in and win gold. I dinna win some big matches. I Dinna come here and cheat by using weapons during matches. I did it by just straight up wrestling. Sure afta tha match my friends may have given me a hand in things, but I never felt tha need tae cheat tae win, or at least try.”
Again with the phone and again he pulls it out and hits the silent button.
Pauly-”Are ye worried me friends are ginna try and help me win this match? A man like you wouldn’t be scared anyways aye? Ye are the type thot loves a good fight. No worries lad. I dinna need their help. Hell they kina stay in the back fer all I care. I wanna show the UWA universe Pauly can handle his own. I need tae show the UWA universe I can handle me own damn self. No help, no cheating, nothing. Straight up Tha Irish Hellhound coming right fer ye.”
Pauly begins to get pissed as the phone rings yet again. This time he pulls it out and disconnects the battery from the back and places the two parts back in his pocket.
Pauly-”There! Now they can’t call me at all!”
He then remembers he has been talking to the camera and Vince jones who is sure to see this all soon.
Pauly-”But yeah, Jonesy. Tha Violence, The One Man Dynasty, NYC’s most rough, rugged, and Raw. Tha list goes on but I am kinna stop there. I mean how many nicknames do ye really need? Seems like ye have a million. Too many if I say, but that dinna matter if ye can perform in tha ring. Or will this win over Brooks be a fluke. I think it woill lad. I dinna think ye have regained yer composure. I dinna think ye are back tae tha same Vince Jones that won the North American Title. I dinna think ye are the same man that came inta UWA and started tearing shit up. Ye aren’t thot man anymore. We can all see thot Vince.”
Pauly reaches for his car keys and opens the door, but he does not get in right away. He turns his attention towards the camera one last time.
Pauly-”Time for ye tae change yer ways or ye will neva be a champion in UWA again Vince. Try and start woth me, but yer gunna fail lad. I need this too much. I want this too much. Ye are not ginna take what I need so much away from me. I’ll kill ye before ye do thot. Real talk laddie.”
He now enters the car and starts the engine. The scene fades to black as he pulls away down the dirt road in front of him.[/div]
Philip-”So lad, who is thos new man ye bringing fer da meetin’?”
Pauly-”Now Da, ye know I woulda ne’er put ye in a bad spot. What happened with The Lamia family in tha past wasn’t me fault. Aye?”
Philip-”Aye, but where ye goin’ with this son?”
Pauly-”Well after Shonn took care of Mr. Lamia inside fer me, his son tried ta attack me becasue his da said to, but I showed him I wasn’t the rat thot got his Da arrested. I proved tae him it was an inside job.”
Philip-”Again, where ye going with this laddie?”
Pauly-”Well me and Little Frankie dun put our differences aside and he still gunna need guns.”
Philip-”Ye really think this is a good idea?”
Pauly-”Well he THINKS it is.”
Pauly smirks as his father look a bit confused.
Philip-”And why would he think thot Pauly?”
Pauly chuckles a bit before responding to his father.
Pauly-”Cuz he dinna gone and thinnk this meetin’ is tae iron out details fer him tae start gettin’ his family guns again.”
Pauly points back towards Donnie and Davis.
Pauly-”But these two are gunna give him tha same welcome they gave his Da on tha inside.”
Davis-”Black Blanket Welcome that bitch!!!!”
Davis screams out.
Donnie-”We gun show him sir, no wirries!!!!!”
Donnie follows. Philip shakes his head as he turns his attention back to his son.
Philip-”I thought ye wanted out of this son.”
Pauly-”Aye I do Da. This is how it is gunna happen. These are loose ends thot need tae be tied up and I can wipe me hands and be done.I can really buckle down and get my shite straight in the rasslin’ ring. All this bs recently with the attempted attack. Almost gettin run of tha road. Got me all jumbled up inside. Need tae get past this shite. This is tha only way tae do that Da.”
Philip-”If ye say so son. So ye saying I should leave a crate empty so we kinna dispose of this fuck when those two monsters are done with ye friend?”
Pauly-”Nae. Dinna need no shite leading back tae us. I’ll take care of that when tha time comes. No worries there Da. Just need ya word, when this is done that ye will tell tha other kings I am done with this fer good. Aye?”
Philip-”Aye Pauly. They dinna think ye were back anyways. SO why even bring it up?”
Pauly-”Really Da? I’m sure they already heard of the recent commotion.”
Philip-”Ye are right son. I am sure they have.”
Pauly-”So yeah, afta this. Ye tell ‘em I need ta wipe me hands of this business.”
Philip-”Dinna worry lad. It’ll be taken care of.”
Just then Pauly’s phone rings. He reaches in his pocket and sees that it is Frankie calling. He slides the screen to answer the call.
Pauly-”Ey Frankie.”
*mumble mumble*
Pauly-”Aye, I’ll let tha guys know tae let ye in.”
Pauly hangs up the phone and places it back in his jacket pocket. He then turns to Donnie and Davis.
Pauly-”Now guys, I dinna want ye jumping the gun too early. Kinna let Franie know anything is wrong. Wait till my signal and then make yer move aye? When I grab the bag of money at the end ye make yer move. Got it?”
Donnie and Davis just nod in agreement. A few moments later Frankie approaches the group. Pauly is the first to greet him as he shakes his hand.
Pauly-”Frankie.”
Pauly turns towards his dad.
Pauly-”I’d like ye tae meet me Da. Philip O’Connor.”
Frankie also turns towards his dad and reaches out for a handshake.
Frankie-”Pleasure meeting you sir.”
Philip-”Pleasure is all mine Frankie. Now why not get right down tae business aye?”
All three nod as Philip and Pauly lead Frankie over to the area where some guns are being assembled.
Philip-”Same deal we had with yer Da. AK’s, mac 10’s, glocks, snipers if needed. Those sound good?”
Frankie nods as he just watches loads of guns being put together.
Frankie-”Sounds good to me. Two dozen of each every month won’t be a problem will it?”
Philip-”Kinna say it will lad. Now ye gunna need ammo too?”
Frankie-”Nah, got some engines that make that shit for us out west.”
Philip-”Ok then. Now to tae green side of things.”
Frankie drops a bag on the table and opens it up showing Pauly and his dad a bag full of money.
Pauly-”Mind If I take a count?”
Frankie-”Not at all. There’s payment there for the first two shipments. Just to show you I want this to last.”
Pauly looks towards his dad as he speaks.
Pauly-”Told ye this would be profitable Da.”
Philip-”Aye ye did Pauly. Now get tae counting.”
Pauly nods as he begins to shuffle through the bag. He flips through random stacks of money just to check it is not fake. While Pauly counts Philip shows Frankie the area where the guna are being packed into the autopart crates. A few minutes later Pauly comes over to the two.
Pauly-”All good Da.”
Philip nods.
Philip-”Good tae hear. So when ye gunna need tha first shipment?”
Frankie-”Soon as you can get it out.”
Philip-”Ok. Give me guys a few hours tae finish assembling and packing. I can have them out tae ye in a couple days. Sound good?”
Frankie-”Sounds good to me Philip.”
Frankie shakes Philip’s hand then turns his attention to Pauly.
Frankie-”See Pauly. Told you everything would be ok if you made this call. Loads of money to be made.”
Pauly nods.
Pauly-”Aye, ye were right Frankie.”
Pauly reaches for the bag of money as Frankie heads for the door. That is when Donnie and Davis make their move.
Davis-”Black Blanket Welcome round 2!!!!!!”
Frankie turns around and sees the two behemoths charging at him and gives Pauly a death stare.
Frankie-”You son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!”
Pauly-”Ye dun think I would let ye get away with all ye tried recently?”
The scene cuts out as Donnie and Davis grab hold of Frankie and drag him out of sight.
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The scene comes back to Pauly walking away from some random dock dusting off his hands and jacket. He reaches his car and leans against the hood. He then reaches to the inside pocket and pulls out a single cigarette from the pack and a lighter. He holds it for as few seconds as he turns his attention towards the camera.
Pauly-”Ey Jonesy! Look like we both gave sentinel a hell of a fight recently. Sucks we both hadda fall a wee bit short aye?”
Pauly now lights the cigarette and takes a drag before speaking again.
Pauly-”Dude is a tough sonna bitch. Thought I had him till he revered me finisher and nailed me with his outta what seemed nowhere. So congrats to him, but now? He is in tha past. Ye are whots staring me in tha eyes. Ye are the one I am fighting next.”
Pauly takes a quick glance around to make sure no one followed him to his current location. You can tell he is a bit shakey due to his body language.
Pauly-”Oliver abd whoever he has do tha booking always seem tae gimme the toughest guys on tha roster. Now is it to push me and see whot I can really do? Or is it a setup for failure? Do they not wanna see a member of Gealtachta succeed? If they can screw one of us is that a small victory for them? I have not a damn clue lad.”
Another drag of the cigarette as Pauly’s nerves begin to calm just a little.
Pauly-”Now we have been committing some questionable actions as of late. I’ll say that, but we are here tae make our mark on the world of UWA, for now it seems tae be working. We dinna care of the consequences. We will charge at them head on when they try to hot us baxck. We expect something tae try and bite us in the ass, but who wouldn’t with whot we been doing as of late?”
Pauly’s phone is heard ringing as he retrieves it from his pocket. He hits the silent button on the side and returns it to his jacket pocket. Again, he takes a drag of his cigarette and blows a cloud of smoke from his lungs.
Pauly-”Now ye came tae UWA afta I took me leave, ye been on a damn tear since coming. Winning some big time matches. Winning gold. Ye made a name fer yerself here. Both good and bad. Good by cementing yourself as a top contender here in my eyes. Then ye got tha bad. That whole scandal with the loaded gloves. Will the truth ever be revealed? Ye came out and said it was bullshit, but evidence man. Evidence proved othawise.”
Pauly shakes his head.
Pauly-”Whot I dinna get is, with how skilled ye really are in that ring, why feel the need tae load ye gloves? Extra insurance? That’s a bitch move Jonesy. If ye ain’t confident in your straight up abilities than why get in the ring tae begin with? I mean ye proved ye can handle yer own, or have ye been using tha loaded gloves and just dinna get caught until the big scandel?”
Pauly takes the last drag of his cigarette and then stomps it out with his foot. He exhales the smoke as a slight giggle comes from him.
Pauly-”Either way, ye can hang with UWA’s best. Nae need tae try and make sure of that by cheating. Ye can do it yerself, or maybe ye cant. Ever since ye got caught with those gloves ye have been in a bit of a slump, Aye? I mean ye did beat Bob Brooks just recently.”
Pauly lets a golf clap out.
Pauly-”Besides that ye have lost yer title. Lost tae Sentinel. Ye have what Brooks said, seemingly fallen from yer pedestal. SO it has me thinking ye really weren’t as good as ye were made out tae be.”
His phone rings again and he pulls it out just to hit the silence button.
Pauly-”Now ye kinna argue that neither am I, but there’s one difference lad. I dinna come in here on a trainwreck, warpath like ye. I dinna come in and win gold. I dinna win some big matches. I Dinna come here and cheat by using weapons during matches. I did it by just straight up wrestling. Sure afta tha match my friends may have given me a hand in things, but I never felt tha need tae cheat tae win, or at least try.”
Again with the phone and again he pulls it out and hits the silent button.
Pauly-”Are ye worried me friends are ginna try and help me win this match? A man like you wouldn’t be scared anyways aye? Ye are the type thot loves a good fight. No worries lad. I dinna need their help. Hell they kina stay in the back fer all I care. I wanna show the UWA universe Pauly can handle his own. I need tae show the UWA universe I can handle me own damn self. No help, no cheating, nothing. Straight up Tha Irish Hellhound coming right fer ye.”
Pauly begins to get pissed as the phone rings yet again. This time he pulls it out and disconnects the battery from the back and places the two parts back in his pocket.
Pauly-”There! Now they can’t call me at all!”
He then remembers he has been talking to the camera and Vince jones who is sure to see this all soon.
Pauly-”But yeah, Jonesy. Tha Violence, The One Man Dynasty, NYC’s most rough, rugged, and Raw. Tha list goes on but I am kinna stop there. I mean how many nicknames do ye really need? Seems like ye have a million. Too many if I say, but that dinna matter if ye can perform in tha ring. Or will this win over Brooks be a fluke. I think it woill lad. I dinna think ye have regained yer composure. I dinna think ye are back tae tha same Vince Jones that won the North American Title. I dinna think ye are the same man that came inta UWA and started tearing shit up. Ye aren’t thot man anymore. We can all see thot Vince.”
Pauly reaches for his car keys and opens the door, but he does not get in right away. He turns his attention towards the camera one last time.
Pauly-”Time for ye tae change yer ways or ye will neva be a champion in UWA again Vince. Try and start woth me, but yer gunna fail lad. I need this too much. I want this too much. Ye are not ginna take what I need so much away from me. I’ll kill ye before ye do thot. Real talk laddie.”
He now enters the car and starts the engine. The scene fades to black as he pulls away down the dirt road in front of him.[/div]