Post by Booker T on Aug 13, 2007 22:01:01 GMT -5
[*The ShowStopper is walking backstage in his usual arrogant manner. He turns a corner and HBB is standing there. Not a word is spoken as they have a staredown. The tension becomes so thick that you could cut it with a knife.*
The ShowStopper: Soooo...
*HBB continues to stare at The ShowStopper without moving, or saying a word.*.
The ShowStopper: Ummmmm...Do I need a hall pass or something?
HBB: The match.
*The ShowStopper looks puzzled for a split second, and then his mind snaps into action.*
The ShowStopper: Oh right, the match, the match...You've got my back right?
HBB: I thought I explained this to you. I'm looking out for myself there tonight. I do-
The ShowStopper: And I thought I explained it to you, I make the big calls, not you. I run this show, not you, and I'm the man, not you!
*Again there is a heated moment of silence. then in a cold fashion, HBB whispers just loud enough for the camera to hear:*
HBB: I'm doing what I want tonight. This is my chance to shin-
The ShowStopper: This isn't your chance. That *The ShowStopper points to HBB's Money in the Bank* that's your chance.
HBB: No, this is my chance. I earned it. And I'm sorry, but I'm taking it. I'll see you out there.
*The ShowStopper attempts to call HBB but by now he's halfway down the hall. The ShowStopper then runs after him, spins him around and gets up in his face. In soft yet yet expremely threatening tone, The ShowStopper speaks to HBB.*
The ShowStopper: Let me clarify one thing for you, I made you who you are. I'm the guy that got you to the top. You need to understand, that if you make the wrong move out there tonight, I'll bring you right back down just like that!
*The ShowStopper clicks his fingers as he says the last sentence, emphasising the speed with which it could happen.*
HBB: Now you listen to me. I don't need you to do anything, and if you ever threaten me again, I'll make you feel pain like you've never felt befor-
*The ShowStopper cuts him off with a palm. He then concludes the exchange.*
The ShowStopper: I do what I want, when I want. You of all people should know that. Now I can make your grave four foot deep or six foot deep. It all depends on what you do out there tonight.
*The ShowStopper leaves HBB with a pensive look on his face as the camera fades away.*
The ShowStopper: Soooo...
*HBB continues to stare at The ShowStopper without moving, or saying a word.*.
The ShowStopper: Ummmmm...Do I need a hall pass or something?
HBB: The match.
*The ShowStopper looks puzzled for a split second, and then his mind snaps into action.*
The ShowStopper: Oh right, the match, the match...You've got my back right?
HBB: I thought I explained this to you. I'm looking out for myself there tonight. I do-
The ShowStopper: And I thought I explained it to you, I make the big calls, not you. I run this show, not you, and I'm the man, not you!
*Again there is a heated moment of silence. then in a cold fashion, HBB whispers just loud enough for the camera to hear:*
HBB: I'm doing what I want tonight. This is my chance to shin-
The ShowStopper: This isn't your chance. That *The ShowStopper points to HBB's Money in the Bank* that's your chance.
HBB: No, this is my chance. I earned it. And I'm sorry, but I'm taking it. I'll see you out there.
*The ShowStopper attempts to call HBB but by now he's halfway down the hall. The ShowStopper then runs after him, spins him around and gets up in his face. In soft yet yet expremely threatening tone, The ShowStopper speaks to HBB.*
The ShowStopper: Let me clarify one thing for you, I made you who you are. I'm the guy that got you to the top. You need to understand, that if you make the wrong move out there tonight, I'll bring you right back down just like that!
*The ShowStopper clicks his fingers as he says the last sentence, emphasising the speed with which it could happen.*
HBB: Now you listen to me. I don't need you to do anything, and if you ever threaten me again, I'll make you feel pain like you've never felt befor-
*The ShowStopper cuts him off with a palm. He then concludes the exchange.*
The ShowStopper: I do what I want, when I want. You of all people should know that. Now I can make your grave four foot deep or six foot deep. It all depends on what you do out there tonight.
*The ShowStopper leaves HBB with a pensive look on his face as the camera fades away.*