AS5 - Trevor Steel/Excellency vs. Mr. Baller/Falkon
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Trevor Steel: Twice! Twice I was a split second away from winning the belt. You know how happy my son would have been if I went home with a title? He didn't even know I had a title match! Heck, I didn't even know!
All the excitement stops Leon in his tracks as he walks through the hallways of the arena. He stops and listens for a moment, and realizes the shouting is coming from inside the arena. He walks through an opening, and looks out at the sea of empty chairs. He sees some clean-up guys tossing wayward food containers into bins, and notices Trevor Steel sitting alone in the front row. He goes back to stirring his coffee, and starts to walk down the aisle, to where Trevor is seated.
Trevor Steel: I was this close. Man, I can't believe it. I went from opening the pay-per-view, to headlining Ascension, and going for the title. Everest is one hell of a cha...
Leon Kensworth: Hey, Trev. You OK? I heard all the fuss, figured I'd see how you're doing.
Trevor Steel: I know you were watching, Leon. What did you think? I was pretty close, wasn't I?
Leon Kensworth: You had a great match. It was tough to see you lose, but Everest really came to wrestle, and showed why he's the main man around here. Why are you beating yourself up over it? You got a title shot, and gave the match of a lifetime.
Trevor Steel: That's just it! I'm not beating myself up over it. I'm ecstatic I had a shot, and showed that I'm for real. So many people were trying to drag me down, say I'm a hobo, or I'm not a real wrestler. After tonight, they can't say that anymore. Sure would have been nice to show off that gold though.
Leon Kensworth: Looked like Karnage was trying to one-up you there too. How did all that start?
Trevor Steel: Ah, that's nothing. He saw me talking with some guys in the back, and I made a comment about his diary. He took it the wrong way, and that was it. Hey, you got any idea what's next for me? I know you get to see the cards early.
Trevor gives Leon a little wink, and Leon puts down his coffee and digs out a piece of paper from his pocket. He struggles to unfold it, and then adjusts his glasses before inspecting it.
Leon Kensworth: Hmm...Trevor Steel...Trevor Steel...A-ha! Here you are. Looks like a tag match.
Trevor Steel: Again? Who am I paired up with?
Leon Kensworth: Says here it'll be you and Excellency again. The higher ups must think you two make quite the tag team. This is the fourth time you have been put together, if you count the six-man at All Or Nothing.
Trevor Steel: That's cool. He's a good guy. Just had some real tough luck around here as a singles wrestler. Hopefully my luck can rub off on him a little get him a few wins. Who are we facing? Nacho and whatshisname?
Leon Kensworth: It's de la Noche, and I don't think he likes you calling him Nacho.
Leon takes another look at the paper, and finds his place again. As he reads the match, his eyes widen a little, and he gives a nod.
Trevor Steel: What's the nod for? You think we have a chance at winning? You think we're going to lose? C'mon, don't hold out on me like this. I thought we were buddies.
Leon Kensworth: Calm down. It's nothing. I just think it's an odd pairing you're up against. Remember that guy Blade was having some issues with? Not Karnage, the other guy? Mr. Baller? Well, he's one of your opponents. The other is Ashleigh.
Trevor Steel: Ashleigh? A girl? I thought the Vixens weren't working this week.
Leon Kensworth: No, no, no. Ashleigh is a guy. He's the one that put Joshua out of action a few weeks ago.
Trevor rubs his scruffy beard for a second, trying to remember who Joshua or Ashleigh are.
Trevor Steel: Oh, OK. I know who you're talking about. Needed a second there. Saw his promo for the roulette this week. That's one creepy dude. Who was the other guy you said?
Leon Kensworth: Mr. Baller. Aren't you paying attention? What's wrong with you tonight?
Trevor Steel: I just keep thinking about the match tonight, that's all. Of all the wins I've been able to string together here, tonight's loss still ranks as my greatest achievement in WZCW. Mr. Baller, you said?
Leon nods, and takes a sip from his coffee, waiting to see what Trevor has to say.
Trevor Steel: He's going to be tough to train for. He thought he had it all, getting Karnage to work with him, but Karnage was a master manipulator, and it backfired against him. I don't know if he's incredibly smart, or was just fooled by someone who is incredibly smart. Either way, I have a lot of work to do this week.
Leon Kensworth: I'm sure you'll be fine. After that showing in the title match, this should be a cake walk.
Trevor winces at the mention of the title match, and shakes Leon's hand before heading up the aisle. Trevor stops about halfway, and turns back towards Leon.
Trevor Steel: I almost had him! This close!
Trevor leaves through the same opening Leon came through, and disappears from view.
Leon Kensworth: I'm sure he'll be fine. Just needs a day, or two, to get his around the loss tonight.
Leon finishes his coffee, and tosses it in a trash bag before exiting the arena as the camera fades...
All the excitement stops Leon in his tracks as he walks through the hallways of the arena. He stops and listens for a moment, and realizes the shouting is coming from inside the arena. He walks through an opening, and looks out at the sea of empty chairs. He sees some clean-up guys tossing wayward food containers into bins, and notices Trevor Steel sitting alone in the front row. He goes back to stirring his coffee, and starts to walk down the aisle, to where Trevor is seated.
Trevor Steel: I was this close. Man, I can't believe it. I went from opening the pay-per-view, to headlining Ascension, and going for the title. Everest is one hell of a cha...
Leon Kensworth: Hey, Trev. You OK? I heard all the fuss, figured I'd see how you're doing.
Trevor Steel: I know you were watching, Leon. What did you think? I was pretty close, wasn't I?
Leon Kensworth: You had a great match. It was tough to see you lose, but Everest really came to wrestle, and showed why he's the main man around here. Why are you beating yourself up over it? You got a title shot, and gave the match of a lifetime.
Trevor Steel: That's just it! I'm not beating myself up over it. I'm ecstatic I had a shot, and showed that I'm for real. So many people were trying to drag me down, say I'm a hobo, or I'm not a real wrestler. After tonight, they can't say that anymore. Sure would have been nice to show off that gold though.
Leon Kensworth: Looked like Karnage was trying to one-up you there too. How did all that start?
Trevor Steel: Ah, that's nothing. He saw me talking with some guys in the back, and I made a comment about his diary. He took it the wrong way, and that was it. Hey, you got any idea what's next for me? I know you get to see the cards early.
Trevor gives Leon a little wink, and Leon puts down his coffee and digs out a piece of paper from his pocket. He struggles to unfold it, and then adjusts his glasses before inspecting it.
Leon Kensworth: Hmm...Trevor Steel...Trevor Steel...A-ha! Here you are. Looks like a tag match.
Trevor Steel: Again? Who am I paired up with?
Leon Kensworth: Says here it'll be you and Excellency again. The higher ups must think you two make quite the tag team. This is the fourth time you have been put together, if you count the six-man at All Or Nothing.
Trevor Steel: That's cool. He's a good guy. Just had some real tough luck around here as a singles wrestler. Hopefully my luck can rub off on him a little get him a few wins. Who are we facing? Nacho and whatshisname?
Leon Kensworth: It's de la Noche, and I don't think he likes you calling him Nacho.
Leon takes another look at the paper, and finds his place again. As he reads the match, his eyes widen a little, and he gives a nod.
Trevor Steel: What's the nod for? You think we have a chance at winning? You think we're going to lose? C'mon, don't hold out on me like this. I thought we were buddies.
Leon Kensworth: Calm down. It's nothing. I just think it's an odd pairing you're up against. Remember that guy Blade was having some issues with? Not Karnage, the other guy? Mr. Baller? Well, he's one of your opponents. The other is Ashleigh.
Trevor Steel: Ashleigh? A girl? I thought the Vixens weren't working this week.
Leon Kensworth: No, no, no. Ashleigh is a guy. He's the one that put Joshua out of action a few weeks ago.
Trevor rubs his scruffy beard for a second, trying to remember who Joshua or Ashleigh are.
Trevor Steel: Oh, OK. I know who you're talking about. Needed a second there. Saw his promo for the roulette this week. That's one creepy dude. Who was the other guy you said?
Leon Kensworth: Mr. Baller. Aren't you paying attention? What's wrong with you tonight?
Trevor Steel: I just keep thinking about the match tonight, that's all. Of all the wins I've been able to string together here, tonight's loss still ranks as my greatest achievement in WZCW. Mr. Baller, you said?
Leon nods, and takes a sip from his coffee, waiting to see what Trevor has to say.
Trevor Steel: He's going to be tough to train for. He thought he had it all, getting Karnage to work with him, but Karnage was a master manipulator, and it backfired against him. I don't know if he's incredibly smart, or was just fooled by someone who is incredibly smart. Either way, I have a lot of work to do this week.
Leon Kensworth: I'm sure you'll be fine. After that showing in the title match, this should be a cake walk.
Trevor winces at the mention of the title match, and shakes Leon's hand before heading up the aisle. Trevor stops about halfway, and turns back towards Leon.
Trevor Steel: I almost had him! This close!
Trevor leaves through the same opening Leon came through, and disappears from view.
Leon Kensworth: I'm sure he'll be fine. Just needs a day, or two, to get his around the loss tonight.
Leon finishes his coffee, and tosses it in a trash bag before exiting the arena as the camera fades...
Viola Moonlight
I'm Literally Just Here for WZCW
AshLeigh FalKon is seen pacing in the main locker room nervesly. His hands are shaking that seemingly frisk around his own body, slowly feeling through his own hair and face. He is whispering to himself with the odd hand motion that is talking through something. Occassionally, he smiles and lets out a chuckle but does so in a creepy manner. His eyes and facial expressions appear as if they are about to burst into tears but fights back the urge to keep a strong face. At this point, Rebecca Serra walks into the room for an interview.
Hello AshLeigh. Are you ready for the interview?
FalKon still paces around the room intensifying his self-talking to a higher pitch. Becky just stares at what he is doing.
AshLeigh?
No response from FalKon. Becky turns to her camera crew in confusion who just shrug their shoulders at what to do. She heads over to FalKon slowly with him still pacing around. She steps into the line of movement. FalKon does not notice and bumps into Becky. He looks at Becky and keeps on pacing.
Oww... uh, sorry Serra... I didn't see you there.
Didn't you hear me call out your name?
You said it twice by what I recall, so I did hear you. However, whether I was listening to what you said is a completely different story.
Okay then, why are you pacing around like this?
FalKon stops for a moment and looks at the ground. He gives a small chuckle and continues walking.
I'm sought after Serra.
Sought?
Yes Serra, with a huge rainbow target on my back. I am walking out there tonight with camera's and everything pointed towards my direction. Normally, this would not be a problem. It is always the total opposite as I am offering the fugly audience something to look at in the form of pure beauty, considering that the company is run mostly by male's. However, it is a different story...
FalKon now has his fingers in his mouth chewing his nails.
I am going to regret this but I am too stressful to care. I can find another 400 dollars for another manicure later.
Would you care to elaborate on the situation since venting your problems with others seems to help in dealing with issures? We can have a nice little chat, just you and me... from one girl to another.
FalKon stops dead in his tracks. He looks straight in front of him and lowers his hand from his mouth. He turns to Serra with a cold stare straight into her eyes.
Girl? GIRL!.... What are you trying to imply Serra?
Nothing, I was just trying to...
Trying to what? Persuade and manipulate me in to thinking that I am a woman on the inside of this masculine body? Attempting to force me in a closet so you can yank me out and take pictures with your cameras for the inside scoop?
I wasn't...
You know how much pressure I am dealing with here? I am a wanted man from the brotherhood all because I did not get the job done last week. I have members of the faith after me as well as the God's trying to find me for what occurred. I failed to perform my duties as a Father and I did not show up to the last gathering. That is a serious offense of treason where I can be considered a heretic if I don't find a way to apoligise. Don't even get me started on what has transpired in my "normal" lifestyle out here in the "real" world. Then, I come into work today to find that I am in a tag team match tonight when I specifically asked for a rematch against the henchman plotting against the 115. Hell is roaming in me and it burns.
Short awkward silence.
Forgive me, but the whole point on being on the roster is to wrestle matches. You can not demand to go against someone. You are scheduled to face Trevor Steel and Excellency with your tag partner Mr. Baler tonight and the only way for you to have some pull back here is to earn your keep in the ring.
I understand the mechanics of how the business works Serra. A good looking guy like myself is always informed above every other hideous creature that lurks these hallways and share these lockers, like that Trevor Steel. Have you seen the mug of that guy's face? If camera lens didn't bust at the sight of him brushing back his hair he'd be in prison for the crimes he has committed against fashion. This is a man that personifies what is wrong with the world. An avid metal fan that excels in that garbage wrestling known as Mayhem rules. What more would you want in for the newest applicant in reject city?
Speaking of cities, what about that "holy man" Excellency being raised from the most sacred place on Earth... the Vatican. The wonders of the Christian faith and its upbringings plaguing the system of youths. It sickens me... its even worse than the combination of blue and green. If it weren't for this pickle that I am in, then I'd grab my stake ready for another conversion to the faith.
See how good venting your emotions feels AshLeigh? Better now?
FalKon looks very reluctant and hesitant.
... Yeah, it does. Thank you Serra... let's not ever speak of it again.
So then, how do you feel about tagging with Mr. Baller tonight?
Mr. Baller is someone who I have worries on. He speaks of greatness yet falls short of that mark for most of the time. He is a calculating individual that knows how to start successfully. But when it is time to go the extra distance to impress, he prematurely finishes allowing for reticule. He has tried this with many people and failed miserably when it counted. Many say that Mr. Baller is all talk and no walk. But, he has never had a partner in AshLeigh FalKon before. With his recent improvements and my skills to go for hours, I can guarantee that he will be able to not finish prematurely and come out on top.
FalKon puts his hands on his hips and smiles at Becky. Suddenly, a barely audible noise echoes throughout the locker room. FalKon goes from confident to scared in a split second and becoming extremely paranoid. He looks around quickly to check his surroundings.
I got to go...
FalKon sprints to the locker room door and runs out. Becky is left standing still confused at what has taken place. She shrugs her shoulders and leaves the room with the camera crew.
Hello AshLeigh. Are you ready for the interview?
FalKon still paces around the room intensifying his self-talking to a higher pitch. Becky just stares at what he is doing.
AshLeigh?
No response from FalKon. Becky turns to her camera crew in confusion who just shrug their shoulders at what to do. She heads over to FalKon slowly with him still pacing around. She steps into the line of movement. FalKon does not notice and bumps into Becky. He looks at Becky and keeps on pacing.
Oww... uh, sorry Serra... I didn't see you there.
Didn't you hear me call out your name?
You said it twice by what I recall, so I did hear you. However, whether I was listening to what you said is a completely different story.
Okay then, why are you pacing around like this?
FalKon stops for a moment and looks at the ground. He gives a small chuckle and continues walking.
I'm sought after Serra.
Sought?
Yes Serra, with a huge rainbow target on my back. I am walking out there tonight with camera's and everything pointed towards my direction. Normally, this would not be a problem. It is always the total opposite as I am offering the fugly audience something to look at in the form of pure beauty, considering that the company is run mostly by male's. However, it is a different story...
FalKon now has his fingers in his mouth chewing his nails.
I am going to regret this but I am too stressful to care. I can find another 400 dollars for another manicure later.
Would you care to elaborate on the situation since venting your problems with others seems to help in dealing with issures? We can have a nice little chat, just you and me... from one girl to another.
FalKon stops dead in his tracks. He looks straight in front of him and lowers his hand from his mouth. He turns to Serra with a cold stare straight into her eyes.
Girl? GIRL!.... What are you trying to imply Serra?
Nothing, I was just trying to...
Trying to what? Persuade and manipulate me in to thinking that I am a woman on the inside of this masculine body? Attempting to force me in a closet so you can yank me out and take pictures with your cameras for the inside scoop?
I wasn't...
You know how much pressure I am dealing with here? I am a wanted man from the brotherhood all because I did not get the job done last week. I have members of the faith after me as well as the God's trying to find me for what occurred. I failed to perform my duties as a Father and I did not show up to the last gathering. That is a serious offense of treason where I can be considered a heretic if I don't find a way to apoligise. Don't even get me started on what has transpired in my "normal" lifestyle out here in the "real" world. Then, I come into work today to find that I am in a tag team match tonight when I specifically asked for a rematch against the henchman plotting against the 115. Hell is roaming in me and it burns.
Short awkward silence.
Forgive me, but the whole point on being on the roster is to wrestle matches. You can not demand to go against someone. You are scheduled to face Trevor Steel and Excellency with your tag partner Mr. Baler tonight and the only way for you to have some pull back here is to earn your keep in the ring.
I understand the mechanics of how the business works Serra. A good looking guy like myself is always informed above every other hideous creature that lurks these hallways and share these lockers, like that Trevor Steel. Have you seen the mug of that guy's face? If camera lens didn't bust at the sight of him brushing back his hair he'd be in prison for the crimes he has committed against fashion. This is a man that personifies what is wrong with the world. An avid metal fan that excels in that garbage wrestling known as Mayhem rules. What more would you want in for the newest applicant in reject city?
Speaking of cities, what about that "holy man" Excellency being raised from the most sacred place on Earth... the Vatican. The wonders of the Christian faith and its upbringings plaguing the system of youths. It sickens me... its even worse than the combination of blue and green. If it weren't for this pickle that I am in, then I'd grab my stake ready for another conversion to the faith.
See how good venting your emotions feels AshLeigh? Better now?
FalKon looks very reluctant and hesitant.
... Yeah, it does. Thank you Serra... let's not ever speak of it again.
So then, how do you feel about tagging with Mr. Baller tonight?
Mr. Baller is someone who I have worries on. He speaks of greatness yet falls short of that mark for most of the time. He is a calculating individual that knows how to start successfully. But when it is time to go the extra distance to impress, he prematurely finishes allowing for reticule. He has tried this with many people and failed miserably when it counted. Many say that Mr. Baller is all talk and no walk. But, he has never had a partner in AshLeigh FalKon before. With his recent improvements and my skills to go for hours, I can guarantee that he will be able to not finish prematurely and come out on top.
FalKon puts his hands on his hips and smiles at Becky. Suddenly, a barely audible noise echoes throughout the locker room. FalKon goes from confident to scared in a split second and becoming extremely paranoid. He looks around quickly to check his surroundings.
I got to go...
FalKon sprints to the locker room door and runs out. Becky is left standing still confused at what has taken place. She shrugs her shoulders and leaves the room with the camera crew.
As the camera fades in we see Mr. Baller on a track, as he is currently running the mile. He is on the final stretch of his last lap.
Coach: Come on Mandel, push it, push it. I need it right here give it all ya got kid.
Mr. Baller gets a second wind and explodes through the finish line.
Coach: Nicely done. 5 minutes 15 seconds. Much better this time around. I think we should try to go a little longer distance next time around.
Baller: Coach, why are you constantly making me run long distance?
Coach: I have figured out one of your weaknesses from watching game films of your previous matches. You start off very strong, and then you die off near the end. I am going to change that. Running, running, running get used to this because until you prove you can last a long match we are going to run until your legs fall off. You understand me boy?
Baller: But .
Coach: Dont you dare even think about questioning me. Get a drink of water and come back in 30 seconds.
Coach takes a piece of paper out of his pocket, and stares at it. Baller then comes back ready for the next drill.
Coach: Mandel, you will be on Ascension this week. You are in a tag match with Ashleigh Falkon and your opponents are Trevor Steel and Excellency.
Baller looks at Coach at disgust
Baller: Are they kidding me? Ascension!!!! A tag match!!!! Ashleigh Falkon!!!! I know I am on a losing streak, but I have held my own with some of the best there is today. How do they expect me to tag with Ashleigh, he is a very strange individual to say the least.
Coach: That is exactly why you need to do long distance running. You are going to have to be in the ring for most of the match. Steel and Excellency are a good team that have tagged several times before you need to be ready for them.
Baller: There is going to be no stopping me this week, I dont care who my partner is I am going to go in there and take care of business. I am tired of losing, and there is no chance I get tired in this match. Trevor I hope your little boy isnt going to watch Ascension this week because he will be crying when he sees you getting pinned 1,2,3.
Coach: Mandel, I dont care how great you think you are, you do have a tag partner, no matter who it is, he is going to try and do the job just like you. Now go home and get some rest and be ready at 4:00 am tomorrow right here.
Baller leaves the track and starts to head towards his car
Baller: Falkon you are my tag partner for one night, dont get used to it because personally I dont want a partner but you will have to do this week. You better do your job because if you dont I will personally make sure your career is over.
Baller smirks as he gets in his BMW and drives off
Camera Fades out.
Coach: Come on Mandel, push it, push it. I need it right here give it all ya got kid.
Mr. Baller gets a second wind and explodes through the finish line.
Coach: Nicely done. 5 minutes 15 seconds. Much better this time around. I think we should try to go a little longer distance next time around.
Baller: Coach, why are you constantly making me run long distance?
Coach: I have figured out one of your weaknesses from watching game films of your previous matches. You start off very strong, and then you die off near the end. I am going to change that. Running, running, running get used to this because until you prove you can last a long match we are going to run until your legs fall off. You understand me boy?
Baller: But .
Coach: Dont you dare even think about questioning me. Get a drink of water and come back in 30 seconds.
Coach takes a piece of paper out of his pocket, and stares at it. Baller then comes back ready for the next drill.
Coach: Mandel, you will be on Ascension this week. You are in a tag match with Ashleigh Falkon and your opponents are Trevor Steel and Excellency.
Baller looks at Coach at disgust
Baller: Are they kidding me? Ascension!!!! A tag match!!!! Ashleigh Falkon!!!! I know I am on a losing streak, but I have held my own with some of the best there is today. How do they expect me to tag with Ashleigh, he is a very strange individual to say the least.
Coach: That is exactly why you need to do long distance running. You are going to have to be in the ring for most of the match. Steel and Excellency are a good team that have tagged several times before you need to be ready for them.
Baller: There is going to be no stopping me this week, I dont care who my partner is I am going to go in there and take care of business. I am tired of losing, and there is no chance I get tired in this match. Trevor I hope your little boy isnt going to watch Ascension this week because he will be crying when he sees you getting pinned 1,2,3.
Coach: Mandel, I dont care how great you think you are, you do have a tag partner, no matter who it is, he is going to try and do the job just like you. Now go home and get some rest and be ready at 4:00 am tomorrow right here.
Baller leaves the track and starts to head towards his car
Baller: Falkon you are my tag partner for one night, dont get used to it because personally I dont want a partner but you will have to do this week. You better do your job because if you dont I will personally make sure your career is over.
Baller smirks as he gets in his BMW and drives off
Camera Fades out.
Little Jerry Lawler
Sigmund Freud On Ritalin And Roids
Excellency is in the weight room getting ready for his tag team match.
Father Handley: Good evening. How are you feeling?
Excellency: I'm feeling fine Father. I have some wins under my belt and I feel like I'm getting better with every match. This tag team match is very important to me and my partner Trevor.
Father Handley: That's good but you do know what you will be up against. Mr. Baller and Falkon are a dangerous combination and they will be looking to take you and Mr. Steel out by any means necessary.
Excellency: I am not about to let that happen. I've heard rumors that they will try to take me out before the match but I will be careful. They think they will get the best of us but they have another thing coming.
Father Handley: That is the attitude I expected you to have. I have something for you that you might want to take a look at.
Father Handley hands him a letter and Excellency opens it and reads what's inside.
Excellency: I can't believe it. He wants to me up with me tomorrow. He wants to explain his side of the story and why he did what he had to do.
Father Handley: You know he is extremely sorry about what happened to Giovanni. All he wants is forgiveness from you and he can't do anything without that.
Excellency: Did he ask Giovanni for forgiveness before he did what he did? Has he apologized to Giovanni for his actions. Last time I checked, he hasn't. I said I will get my revenge and I will do just that. His pleas for mercy are not going to stop me. He will get what he deserves and that is that.
Father Handley: Please, please. Just go over there and listen to what he has to say. You may change your mind after hearing him out. Just do this for me.
Excellency: Alright, alright. I will go over there and see what he has to say. It may change my mind but maybe it may not. We just will have to wait and see.
Father Handley: Okay. I have some business to take care of so I will see you at ringside. Good luck to you and Trevor on your match. Take care.
Excellency: Thank you Father and God bless.
Father Handley leaves while Excellency stares at the letter before throwing it away.
Father Handley: Good evening. How are you feeling?
Excellency: I'm feeling fine Father. I have some wins under my belt and I feel like I'm getting better with every match. This tag team match is very important to me and my partner Trevor.
Father Handley: That's good but you do know what you will be up against. Mr. Baller and Falkon are a dangerous combination and they will be looking to take you and Mr. Steel out by any means necessary.
Excellency: I am not about to let that happen. I've heard rumors that they will try to take me out before the match but I will be careful. They think they will get the best of us but they have another thing coming.
Father Handley: That is the attitude I expected you to have. I have something for you that you might want to take a look at.
Father Handley hands him a letter and Excellency opens it and reads what's inside.
Excellency: I can't believe it. He wants to me up with me tomorrow. He wants to explain his side of the story and why he did what he had to do.
Father Handley: You know he is extremely sorry about what happened to Giovanni. All he wants is forgiveness from you and he can't do anything without that.
Excellency: Did he ask Giovanni for forgiveness before he did what he did? Has he apologized to Giovanni for his actions. Last time I checked, he hasn't. I said I will get my revenge and I will do just that. His pleas for mercy are not going to stop me. He will get what he deserves and that is that.
Father Handley: Please, please. Just go over there and listen to what he has to say. You may change your mind after hearing him out. Just do this for me.
Excellency: Alright, alright. I will go over there and see what he has to say. It may change my mind but maybe it may not. We just will have to wait and see.
Father Handley: Okay. I have some business to take care of so I will see you at ringside. Good luck to you and Trevor on your match. Take care.
Excellency: Thank you Father and God bless.
Father Handley leaves while Excellency stares at the letter before throwing it away.
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