(Erica): Awww…Maestro look at this…
Erica turns her phone around for Maniac to see, putting her other hand to her chest as if she’s overwhelmed with emotion.
(Erica): Isn’t that just so freakin’ cute of you Alexis…“Perra” ….awwww you downloaded the Babble app. You did that for me? I’m so touched. I’m not going to lie…you’ve got me pegged chica. I am a “desperate opportunist.” I’m glad you recognize that, but something tells me you’re still going to act surprised when I show you just how desperate I am, and how opportunistic. Busting my ass and playing by the rules didn’t get me anywhere, so yeah…I ran to the one man who I knew would offer real guidance. Don’t they say here in America work smarter, not harder?...well that’s exactly what I’m doing.
Erica pulls out another cigarette and lights it.
(Erica): You think you got the tits to talk to me the way you do? I “latched” on to Sarah, Michelle and the boys? Puta, I’ve been here a year and a half, and your ass just walked in the door less than 2 months ago. You don’t know shit!
Erica puts on her best white girl accent mocking Alexis as she flings her hair back and forth.
(Erica): “I’m a strategist, a force to be reckoned with. I’m methodical. Every move I make in that ring is calculated, precise.”
Erica laughs out loud again.
(Erica): That’s you…that's what you sound like! I don’t care what strategies you have, or how methodical you are in the ring…none of it is going to do you any good. A month ago you had Michelle in a chokehold and carried on about us pushing each other to our limits, and you were damn right about us being in the business of hurting each other. The problem is…you pranced in from Apex and thought you were the big shark in the little pond.
She waves his finger back and forth.
(Erica): No, pendeja…that’s me and at Havoc I’m going to take a nice big bite out of your ass. You think you’re going to tear some facade down, there’s no facade here. How am I a fraud? What you see before you is what you’re gonna get. I’ve had hardships, and troubles, heartache, and loss, just like the next person. If anyone has a facade and are frauds it’s all of you. I wear mine on my sleeve for the world to see. I’m bitter, I’m angry, I’ve had my share of shit, but I’m not going to hide it anymore. I’m not going to pretend the world is all beautiful when it isn’t. Not anymore. I came to HWA, sweated and smiled my way along and for what? For some washed up old “sensei” to tell me to get in line and stay the course? Fuk that! I’m jumping the queue Alexis, and you, Sarah, Michelle, Matt, Jeremey, and Sean are all in my way. You can try shutting my mouth at Havoc, but chica…you better get used to it, cause I’ve got a whole lot more to tell and there’s not a damn thing you can do about.
Erica gives a peace since as the scene fades to black.
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