Post by Red Bull Icon on Jul 25, 2009 22:32:08 GMT -5
(Our scene opens on a still sunny late summer afternoon in an un-named southern California suburb. We take a quick glance down both sides of the street noticing the playing group of young children running and happily screaming on one side. On the other side we pick up on the five or six teenagers sitting in the driveway of one of their parents homes happily moping and staring off in the distance.
We shift our attention as the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile slowly passes the driveway and continues down the street in our direction. As the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile draws closer we can see BoolZ in the drivers seat desperately searching over a piece of paper paying little attention to the road. As the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile draws even closer our attention is interrupted by a long haired blond woman who judging by the view of the back of her business skirt suit keeps herself in magnificent shape. As the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile draws even closer still and we adjust our view we can see a ‘For Sale by Owner’ sign in front of what ever house we’re in front of. Then the breaks on the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile screech to a halt.
The sounds of a pre-recorded group of thousands of fans erupting echoes the opening of the drivers side door of the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile after it parks. BoolZ with a cigarette in his lips and a Red Bull in his hand hops out of the truck with Conni following close behind, and he greets the blonde business woman.)
BoolZ; “Wanda?”
(With a better view of the blonde and now a name to go with the legs we can take in the full scope of Wanda. She stands tall clearly close to 6’3”, her long tanned athletic legs hint at what she might be like when not working. Her waist slim and showcased by her open suit jacket. Her eyes blue and almost enough to pull our attention from her possible full ‘C’ cup breasts. She shifts a leather folder from her right hand to her left, extends a well manicured hand, and greets her client.)
Wanda; “Mr. Boolzian, what a pleasure it is to meet you in person.”
BoolZ; “Oh yeah, if I knew you looked like this I would just dropped that paperwork off at your office in person.”
(Wanda looks more frustrated than flattered as she pulls out a pair of reading glasses from her handbag, and looks down at her leather folder.)
Wanda; “Yes, I’m sure you would have. Now talking with you on the phone you said you were looking to buy a home rather soon, is that still the case?”
(Taken back a bit as he’s not quite accustomed to this kind of cold female company.)
BoolZ; “Uhm yeah that’s still the case. I lost my house in a fire a couple weeks back, and have been effectively homeless since. Hotel living is great and all, but try getting Red Bull to deliver to a hotel.”
Wanda; “Well this is the first home that really caught my eye. I think you’ll enjoy it. It just went on the market, so don’t worry about it having gone stale. It’s been initiated in a ‘Short Sale’ so we should be able to offer, close, and get you settled in not more than a couple of weeks. Shall we take a look at the house?”
(BoolZ for some reason straightens up, flicks his cigarette out into the street, and takes in the sight of the first house. I small single story type house with a good lawn.)
BoolZ; “We shall. Lead on.”
Wanda; “Oh well this house is clearly a bungalow style home. Build in 1983, and owned by a loving couple who put a lot of work into the place. It has two bedrooms a nice quiet sitting room, two bathrooms, and just wait until you see the backyard. Ray the husband was a landscaper by trade, and put in a lot of time perfecting his yard. I think you’ll love it.”
(As she was talking we entered the small living room clearly kept very formal. The forest green carpeting matching the floral print wall paper and complements the two toned crown molding. Wanda leads us into the mid sized unremarkable kitchen, and continues the tour into the bedrooms.)
Wanda; “The kitchen has all new stainless steel appliances, ice maker connects, notice the tile backsplash, and stackable ovens. The breakfast nook is just offset, and separated by a high countertop breakfast bar. They had been talking of adding on, expanding the kitchen that’s why that far wall is a little torn down. I guess Mrs. Lee was insisting on having more room, and Mr. Lee was dragging his feet a little.”
BoolZ; “Yeah, well you know there comes a time when you really just have to sit back and appreciate what you have. Some times things don’t have to be better. Like one of my co-workers. All you ever here is about how he wants more. How he wants something to be remembered. How it’s inevitable. But then he’s blind to the fact that all his pushing and worrying is doing nothing but driving him and his lady friend apart and hampering his career. Like he’s so worried about how Owen is out to get him that he’s blind to the fact that it’s not Owen that makes him look stupid and incompetent every other week it’s him with that damn tennis ball or Chris constantly showing everyone that Donovan can’t seem to get the job done. All his pushing and conspiracy theories really make the only thing inevitable after all his distractions are more failures.”
Wanda; “Ok well let’s take a look at the bedrooms.”
BoolZ; “Why are they selling? I didn’t think first owners who stayed in a place for 20 something years really went the ‘Short Sale’ route. What happened?”
Wanda; “Well not to dig to deep, but they are getting a divorce. The proceedings from what I’ve gathered were pretty messy, and the courts declared they were to sell the home and divide the equity.”
BoolZ; “Shame, really a good loving relationship I would imagine has to be one of the best things on Earth.”
Wanda; “Well I certainly hope so.”
(We enter the first of the bedrooms which seems to have been converted into a media room. We can see the wires which used to connect a surround sound system, a large spot on the wall for a huge television, and the carpeting still shows the signs of two rows of recliners.)
Wanda; “Mrs. Lee had set this up as a media room when they moved. You said you would need a home gym, and I think with a new floor this room could be perfect. In fact it was at one time a gym. Mrs. Lee also had it set up as a home office, sewing room, guest room, and nursery before that. They were getting ready to start renovations and turn this space into a quiet room. Mrs. Lee had gotten into meditation, but back to the gym. Notice the pre-wire for surround sound. Spacious enough for multiple pieces of exercise equipment, and close enough to the master bedroom for those quick post workout showers.”
BoolZ; “Yeah very nice I guess. I mean really versatile space I guess, but come on honestly don’t you think it’d be easier to sell if they just had a vision and ran with it. It’s like it was this, then that, now something completely different. Really your run down of what it was seems like just a steady barrage of random images and half thought ideas. You mentioned a media room, but all the star power in the world ain’t gonna make this tired a worn room anymore inviting. Going from one fad to another like this makes me just not like the room. It’s like it’s got this feel of hectic craziness that really gives an image of spinning your wheels without going anywhere.”
Wanda; “Ok, well how about we take a look at the other bedroom?”
BoolZ; “Lead on.”
(Wanda leads us into the master bedroom which is quite small, routine for the time period, the ceiling still mirrored, and a bathroom off the far wall.)
Wanda; “Here is the master bedroom. I know it’s not the largest room, but the view into the backyard is absolutely remarkable. Oh god they told me they took that down.”
(Wanda had noticed BoolZ staring at mirrored ceiling, and RBI had started to smirk. Wanda gracefully blushes.)
BoolZ; “Well kinda glad they didn’t. Mr. Lee was kinda freaky huh? The rest of the home is starting to make more…”
Wanda; “Mrs. Lee actually, uhm why don’t I show you the backyard.”
BoolZ; “Mrs. Lee, huh? Wow, she really did wear the pants in that relationship huh? Almost like he was just there to do her bidding and buy her stuff. Let’s take a look at the backyard.”
(The two exit the bedroom, through the hall way, past the small kitchen, and out into the magnificent backyard. The plant life if not so well kept would threaten to the overtake the home, a small rock garden perfectly arranged, and a humble bridge leading over a small man made stream and Koi pond.)
Wanda; “And this is the backyard. Could you just imagine summer time parties out here? Ray told me he would spend all weekend out here some weeks perfecting everything. He said it was a great stress reliever, and really helped keep him balanced. So what do you think?”
(Now outside BoolZ reaches into this pocket as he looks down at Conni. A flick, pop, and click later and BoolZ inhales deeply from his cigarette. He finishes the Red Bull in his hand, and places the empty can in his back pocket as he takes in the backyard and turns to the face the house.)
BoolZ; “I hate it, and can see why they’d get a divorce. I mean on one hand you got some real good old world love and care that went into making this house a home. On the other though you got a crappy tiny media room, a kitchen that was never good enough, a living room that you probably couldn’t live in, and straight up kinky mirrors over where the bed I would guess belonged.
I mean it’s like this little two faced bastard I work with. One week he’s doing all he can to impress me and another guy. He’s chugging Red Bull and pushing to new limits on the bench press trying to impress us and prove he belongs. Then you put a camera on the little turd, and he turns into the biggest badass on the planet. Little douche tried coming off as all kinda tough. At first he’s all honor and respect and he’ll never bring a weapon into the ring, and then you notice he carries a wooden sword everywhere like he’s playing pirate or something.”
Wanda; “Wow, ok. So what kind of work did you say you were in?”
BoolZ; “Oh, I’m a professional wrestler.”
Wanda; “Oh that must be interesting.”
BoolZ; “It’s got it’s perks. Wanna show me a second house?”
Wanda; “Well I’ll have to find one first. They don’t really update the listings this late on Saturdays anymore.”
BoolZ; “Saturday? It’s Friday.”
Wanda; “Uhm, no it’s Saturday.”
BoolZ; “Oh crap I gotta get to L.A. I’ll call you about looking at some other houses. Damnit I had a really good line about how I pinned Severino two weeks in a row too.”
(Our scene fades out as BoolZ and Conni quickly depart the backyard. When we fade back in BoolZ and Conni are seen quickly walking through the halls of the GIW Arena. The women of the GIW are stretching and preparing for their matches. Looking both beautiful and dangerous. The ring crew and backstage staff are finally taking their rest after making sure everything is perfect. Chris Austin is seen carrying women on his shoulder, both naked, and her with her mouth full. BoolZ and Conni break their stride at the ridiculous moment in front of the them.)
C.A.; “Sup, BoolZ! Hey Conni.”
(Austin continues down the hall as the camera crew and all eyes follow. BoolZ takes another drink from his Red Bull to regain his senses, and then continues his own way down the hall.)
BoolZ; “Conni, you were supposed to remind me about the show. Now we’re almost late.”
(The scene ends as the fans already in the arena begin cheering as the GIW intro begins playing.)
We shift our attention as the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile slowly passes the driveway and continues down the street in our direction. As the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile draws closer we can see BoolZ in the drivers seat desperately searching over a piece of paper paying little attention to the road. As the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile draws even closer our attention is interrupted by a long haired blond woman who judging by the view of the back of her business skirt suit keeps herself in magnificent shape. As the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile draws even closer still and we adjust our view we can see a ‘For Sale by Owner’ sign in front of what ever house we’re in front of. Then the breaks on the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile screech to a halt.
The sounds of a pre-recorded group of thousands of fans erupting echoes the opening of the drivers side door of the ‘U-Suk’ Mobile after it parks. BoolZ with a cigarette in his lips and a Red Bull in his hand hops out of the truck with Conni following close behind, and he greets the blonde business woman.)
BoolZ; “Wanda?”
(With a better view of the blonde and now a name to go with the legs we can take in the full scope of Wanda. She stands tall clearly close to 6’3”, her long tanned athletic legs hint at what she might be like when not working. Her waist slim and showcased by her open suit jacket. Her eyes blue and almost enough to pull our attention from her possible full ‘C’ cup breasts. She shifts a leather folder from her right hand to her left, extends a well manicured hand, and greets her client.)
Wanda; “Mr. Boolzian, what a pleasure it is to meet you in person.”
BoolZ; “Oh yeah, if I knew you looked like this I would just dropped that paperwork off at your office in person.”
(Wanda looks more frustrated than flattered as she pulls out a pair of reading glasses from her handbag, and looks down at her leather folder.)
Wanda; “Yes, I’m sure you would have. Now talking with you on the phone you said you were looking to buy a home rather soon, is that still the case?”
(Taken back a bit as he’s not quite accustomed to this kind of cold female company.)
BoolZ; “Uhm yeah that’s still the case. I lost my house in a fire a couple weeks back, and have been effectively homeless since. Hotel living is great and all, but try getting Red Bull to deliver to a hotel.”
Wanda; “Well this is the first home that really caught my eye. I think you’ll enjoy it. It just went on the market, so don’t worry about it having gone stale. It’s been initiated in a ‘Short Sale’ so we should be able to offer, close, and get you settled in not more than a couple of weeks. Shall we take a look at the house?”
(BoolZ for some reason straightens up, flicks his cigarette out into the street, and takes in the sight of the first house. I small single story type house with a good lawn.)
BoolZ; “We shall. Lead on.”
Wanda; “Oh well this house is clearly a bungalow style home. Build in 1983, and owned by a loving couple who put a lot of work into the place. It has two bedrooms a nice quiet sitting room, two bathrooms, and just wait until you see the backyard. Ray the husband was a landscaper by trade, and put in a lot of time perfecting his yard. I think you’ll love it.”
(As she was talking we entered the small living room clearly kept very formal. The forest green carpeting matching the floral print wall paper and complements the two toned crown molding. Wanda leads us into the mid sized unremarkable kitchen, and continues the tour into the bedrooms.)
Wanda; “The kitchen has all new stainless steel appliances, ice maker connects, notice the tile backsplash, and stackable ovens. The breakfast nook is just offset, and separated by a high countertop breakfast bar. They had been talking of adding on, expanding the kitchen that’s why that far wall is a little torn down. I guess Mrs. Lee was insisting on having more room, and Mr. Lee was dragging his feet a little.”
BoolZ; “Yeah, well you know there comes a time when you really just have to sit back and appreciate what you have. Some times things don’t have to be better. Like one of my co-workers. All you ever here is about how he wants more. How he wants something to be remembered. How it’s inevitable. But then he’s blind to the fact that all his pushing and worrying is doing nothing but driving him and his lady friend apart and hampering his career. Like he’s so worried about how Owen is out to get him that he’s blind to the fact that it’s not Owen that makes him look stupid and incompetent every other week it’s him with that damn tennis ball or Chris constantly showing everyone that Donovan can’t seem to get the job done. All his pushing and conspiracy theories really make the only thing inevitable after all his distractions are more failures.”
Wanda; “Ok well let’s take a look at the bedrooms.”
BoolZ; “Why are they selling? I didn’t think first owners who stayed in a place for 20 something years really went the ‘Short Sale’ route. What happened?”
Wanda; “Well not to dig to deep, but they are getting a divorce. The proceedings from what I’ve gathered were pretty messy, and the courts declared they were to sell the home and divide the equity.”
BoolZ; “Shame, really a good loving relationship I would imagine has to be one of the best things on Earth.”
Wanda; “Well I certainly hope so.”
(We enter the first of the bedrooms which seems to have been converted into a media room. We can see the wires which used to connect a surround sound system, a large spot on the wall for a huge television, and the carpeting still shows the signs of two rows of recliners.)
Wanda; “Mrs. Lee had set this up as a media room when they moved. You said you would need a home gym, and I think with a new floor this room could be perfect. In fact it was at one time a gym. Mrs. Lee also had it set up as a home office, sewing room, guest room, and nursery before that. They were getting ready to start renovations and turn this space into a quiet room. Mrs. Lee had gotten into meditation, but back to the gym. Notice the pre-wire for surround sound. Spacious enough for multiple pieces of exercise equipment, and close enough to the master bedroom for those quick post workout showers.”
BoolZ; “Yeah very nice I guess. I mean really versatile space I guess, but come on honestly don’t you think it’d be easier to sell if they just had a vision and ran with it. It’s like it was this, then that, now something completely different. Really your run down of what it was seems like just a steady barrage of random images and half thought ideas. You mentioned a media room, but all the star power in the world ain’t gonna make this tired a worn room anymore inviting. Going from one fad to another like this makes me just not like the room. It’s like it’s got this feel of hectic craziness that really gives an image of spinning your wheels without going anywhere.”
Wanda; “Ok, well how about we take a look at the other bedroom?”
BoolZ; “Lead on.”
(Wanda leads us into the master bedroom which is quite small, routine for the time period, the ceiling still mirrored, and a bathroom off the far wall.)
Wanda; “Here is the master bedroom. I know it’s not the largest room, but the view into the backyard is absolutely remarkable. Oh god they told me they took that down.”
(Wanda had noticed BoolZ staring at mirrored ceiling, and RBI had started to smirk. Wanda gracefully blushes.)
BoolZ; “Well kinda glad they didn’t. Mr. Lee was kinda freaky huh? The rest of the home is starting to make more…”
Wanda; “Mrs. Lee actually, uhm why don’t I show you the backyard.”
BoolZ; “Mrs. Lee, huh? Wow, she really did wear the pants in that relationship huh? Almost like he was just there to do her bidding and buy her stuff. Let’s take a look at the backyard.”
(The two exit the bedroom, through the hall way, past the small kitchen, and out into the magnificent backyard. The plant life if not so well kept would threaten to the overtake the home, a small rock garden perfectly arranged, and a humble bridge leading over a small man made stream and Koi pond.)
Wanda; “And this is the backyard. Could you just imagine summer time parties out here? Ray told me he would spend all weekend out here some weeks perfecting everything. He said it was a great stress reliever, and really helped keep him balanced. So what do you think?”
(Now outside BoolZ reaches into this pocket as he looks down at Conni. A flick, pop, and click later and BoolZ inhales deeply from his cigarette. He finishes the Red Bull in his hand, and places the empty can in his back pocket as he takes in the backyard and turns to the face the house.)
BoolZ; “I hate it, and can see why they’d get a divorce. I mean on one hand you got some real good old world love and care that went into making this house a home. On the other though you got a crappy tiny media room, a kitchen that was never good enough, a living room that you probably couldn’t live in, and straight up kinky mirrors over where the bed I would guess belonged.
I mean it’s like this little two faced bastard I work with. One week he’s doing all he can to impress me and another guy. He’s chugging Red Bull and pushing to new limits on the bench press trying to impress us and prove he belongs. Then you put a camera on the little turd, and he turns into the biggest badass on the planet. Little douche tried coming off as all kinda tough. At first he’s all honor and respect and he’ll never bring a weapon into the ring, and then you notice he carries a wooden sword everywhere like he’s playing pirate or something.”
Wanda; “Wow, ok. So what kind of work did you say you were in?”
BoolZ; “Oh, I’m a professional wrestler.”
Wanda; “Oh that must be interesting.”
BoolZ; “It’s got it’s perks. Wanna show me a second house?”
Wanda; “Well I’ll have to find one first. They don’t really update the listings this late on Saturdays anymore.”
BoolZ; “Saturday? It’s Friday.”
Wanda; “Uhm, no it’s Saturday.”
BoolZ; “Oh crap I gotta get to L.A. I’ll call you about looking at some other houses. Damnit I had a really good line about how I pinned Severino two weeks in a row too.”
(Our scene fades out as BoolZ and Conni quickly depart the backyard. When we fade back in BoolZ and Conni are seen quickly walking through the halls of the GIW Arena. The women of the GIW are stretching and preparing for their matches. Looking both beautiful and dangerous. The ring crew and backstage staff are finally taking their rest after making sure everything is perfect. Chris Austin is seen carrying women on his shoulder, both naked, and her with her mouth full. BoolZ and Conni break their stride at the ridiculous moment in front of the them.)
C.A.; “Sup, BoolZ! Hey Conni.”
(Austin continues down the hall as the camera crew and all eyes follow. BoolZ takes another drink from his Red Bull to regain his senses, and then continues his own way down the hall.)
BoolZ; “Conni, you were supposed to remind me about the show. Now we’re almost late.”
(The scene ends as the fans already in the arena begin cheering as the GIW intro begins playing.)
