*We open to Maniac returning from the restaurant and heading to the bus, he was pissed that he couldn't get any answers out of Jack. He said he had a boss and Maniac thought he was talking about Santino Romano, but Maniac knew enough about Santino to know that he didn't associate with low level thugs like that. Maniac is soon snapped out of thought by the sound of Mandy crying. He quickly takes out his phone calling Greg to let him in and once inside finds Mandy sitting on the couch, a box of tissues next to her. She already has a couple in her hand as tears stream from her eyes and she puts the tissues to her face and cries into them deeply. Maniac rushes over and sits next to Mandy, putting his arm around her and tries to comfort her. *
Maniac: What happened?
Greg: That's what
*Greg points at the TV and Maniac looks over, seeing the screen paused on Butch Parker sitting at his desk at his home office. Maniac kisses Mandy and gets up, grabbing the remote and presses play. He stands there and watches what Butch has to say. When it's over Maniac turns the TV off and tosses the remote on the couch. He walks over to the bar and calmly makes himself a drink, taking a drink before speaking.*
Maniac: Greg, get the camera ready please.
*Maniac takes another drink, just sitting there staring straight forward. Greg sets up the camera and steadies his shot. Maniac finishes his drink, makes another, then lights a cigarette. Before they can begin Maniacs cellphone rings, he takes it put on his pocket and answers.*
Maniac: Hey Kev, can't talk right now about to record something for the YouTube channel. I'll call you later and fill you in...ok later buddy.
*Maniac hangs up and sits his phone down on the bar. Taking a drag off his cigarette he holds in the smoke for a moment before exhaling. Mandy excuses herself and grabs the box of tissues and heads to the bedroom, still crying uncontrollably. Maniac takes a drink and gives Greg a nod, letting him know that's its time. Greg counts down and gives the signal.*
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On camera
*Maniac is sitting at the bar, a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He just stares at the camera for a moment before taking a drink followed by a deep drag off his cigarette. After exhaling the smoke Maniac begins.*
Maniac: Do you hear this shit Matt? He can't, not even unsantioned because it's to much of a "minefield of red tape". Do you really believe that Matt? I don't, simply because if it were him and it was a match he really wanted he would do WHATEVER it took to get it, no matter what or who was damaged. Butch said it himself Matt, he's been in your position wanting revenge and believe me he has taken it many times yet here he is denying you yours. He thinks he's protecting you, like I said he nor Wisdom think you can cut it so they're going to come up with some bullshit match in hopes that not only does it satisfy us but hopes that you don't get any major boo boos. I don't know about you Matt but I won't be satisfied until we get our Asylum match, how about you?
*Maniac finishes his drink, putting the glass down off to the side. Maniac then finishes his cigarette before continuing.*
Maniac: You know what I also don't get Matt is why you would look up to someone like Butch, the man who uses his authority to manipulate the talent and staff by threatening to take away future title opportunities or trying to tear up a relationship. Is that what you call a role model Matt? I'm no Saint, but what Butch is trying to pull is low...even to me!
*Maniac shakes his head and continues.*
Maniac: Really Butch? Is this how you're going to play it? First, like always you twist my words to fit your oh so ever expanding ego. When I addressed your wife I didn't call her a SINGLE name outside her actual name, I was extremely polite and didn't demand a DAMN thing. I simply laid down a bet, one I figured that you and your lap dogs that you cherish so much would be interested in. But no, instead you act as if I was the one that busted in her office tearing it all to hell and talking to her like some some two cent #####. And now Mandy and I have to report our relationship to HR? What do you want to know Butch? How we fuk? How many times? What positions we use? If you need pointers all you have to do is ask, there's no shame in asking for help.
*Maniac laughs, making himself another drink.*
Maniac: Mandy and I are in love Butch, and there's NOTHING you or anyone else can do to keep us apart. And just an FYI for you, you and Wisdom will also being hearing from HR. Mandy and I are filing a formal complaint, like yours our relationship has nothing to do with our jobs and we feel as if we're being harassed. This is your hero Matt, the man you look up to. Is this what YOU aspire to be Matt? An old, bitter, power abusing, on the verge of a stroke having sack of shit like Butch? I know you're aware of the HWA's history Matt so the name Senester rings a bell. Doesn't Butch's actions of late remind you of Senester? It sure does for me. Abusing his power, manipulating the roster and staff, using people like pawns, punishing people for doing the same thing he does...yep. sounds very Senester-ish to me. Do you see it Matt? It's only going to get worse, so the question is are you going to stand with the tyranny or fight against it? Now if you'll excuse me, I have a girlfriend to console.
*Maniac grabs his drink, taking a drink as he stands and heads to check on Mandy as the scene fades to black.*
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Off camera
*Back at his room at the Hilton Chicago Kevin Armstrong impatiently paces back and forth, looking at the digital clock on the side table next to his bed every few minutes. Kevin walks over to the mini bar and removes a few bottles, opening one and chugging it down. He tosses the bottle aside and cracks open the next one, doing the same thing. After drinking the last bottle Kevin has a pretty good buzz going and he stumbles back towards the bed, fumbling for his phone in his pocket. Kevin plops on the bed and unlocks his phone, waiting a few minutes he dials Maniacs number. When Maniac doesn't answer that'll be Kevin's confirmation that he and Antonio were dead. After a few rings Kevin's eyes goes wide in shock when Maniac picks up, he is to stunned to talk but luckily Maniac doesn't give him the chance to talk. He's about to record something for the YouTube channel, no doubt a response to Butch Parker's latest installment of the no Asylum match saga. Plus he brought Mandy and her and Maniacs relationship into it, no doubt Maniac will respond accordingly. The usual screaming and yelling followed with threats and vulgarities of all types. Maybe he'll lose control and let DreamMaster loose, get himself fired. Kevin finally speaks, breaking his long train of thought*
Kevin: Yeah, it'll be the beginning of his downfall which will eventually lead to his death. To bad about Jack though, he was a cool guy. Oh well, plan B.
*Kevin reaches under his pillow and pulls out a clear pill bottle which is filled with red capsules. Kevin holds up the bottle to the light and inspects the capsules, lightly shaking it to get a good view of them all.*
Kevin: Perfect.
*Kevin puts the bottle on the side table and lays back in bed, flipping on the TV.*
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