Setting/Background: Locker room
We seen Leon Kensworth slowly walking into Big Will's locker room, as he's shown talking on the phone, not knowing Leon & a camera crew are behind him. Leon silently creeps up on Big Will for an interview.
(Big Will)- (Talking on the phone) "So, what do you think? You wanna reveal it at the Pay Per View? I mean, noone knows yet, right? Its still our little secret, right?" (pauses for response) "Well, its up to you. All I know is, if I'm in position to win it, or need you to help me, then I fully expect you to be there. The only way I don't want you revealing yourself, is if something bigger comes up." (pauses for response) "Look, screw him. Don't worry, he won't be a problem for me. The only reason I haven't taken him out yet, is because I wanna see the look on his face when it all goes down. If I feared what he could possibly do, I wouldn't of even messed with him. But listen.. I don't fear him. He can't touch me, he can't even lace my boots." (pauses for response)
Leon reaches out to tap Big Will on the shoulder, as right before he does, Big Will continues his phone conversation.
(Big Will)- (Talking on the phone) "Alright, so its a done deal. I'll meet you later tonight?" (pauses for response) "I don't know what I'm doing, all I know is I have a 15 Minutes of Fame debut segment, & Joseph Rios will be on. I may wait to see how the Main Event goes down, unless the Champ lets me take off." (pauses for response) "Yeah, okay. Room 21, I'll call ahead to the hotel to let them know to give you a key." (pauses for response, as Leon Kensworth begins to tap Big Will on the shoulder) "Alright, I lo.. what the hell? Leon?!" (Big Will glares at Leon, then addresses the person on the phone) "Hold on, alright? Leon's been spying, I need to find out how much he heard."
(Leon)- "Oh, don't worry, we didn't hear anything. I just came in, the door was open. I.. I.. uh.. I just wanted to get your opinion, on tonight's Elite X Tag Team Wildcard match up? Yo.. You.. your tag team partner is Gus, you two will face El Guerrero & Mohammad Hasheem."
(Big Will)- "Tag team match? Gus is my partner?!? When the hell was this announced? I had the night off." The voice on the phone starts to yell for Big Will's attention, as he holds the phone back up to his ear. "Yeah.. a tag team match, & get this.. apparently, my partner is Gus." (pauses for a moment) "I know, thats what I just questioned! Looks like our meeting will have to wait. Don't worry okay, like I said, I was planning on holding off until the Main Event just to make sure everything went as planned there, anyways. Just go ahead & meet me as planned. This won't ruin our night." (pauses for response) "Yeah, ironic, but it could work. Alright, I'll talk to you later." Big Will hangs his phone up, then proceeds to address Leon.
(Big Will)- "As for you, I don't know how much you heard, or what you aren't saying.. but if I find out half the conversation you claim you didn't just hear, gets rolled out onto some talk show on W.Z.C.W.com, I'll be coming for your ass. Now what do you want?"
(Leon)- "I swear, we didn't hear anything on who you were talking to. I just wanted an interview with you, about your opinion of being put in a Wildcard Tag team match tonight, against two of the 3 men you'll be facing at Civil Revolution.. & your thoughts on having to team with the 3rd?"
(Big Will)- "Believe me, shocked & amazed won't quite cover it. I don't know who signed, or agreed to this match, but its bullshit. Gus & I won't co-exsist, even IF El Guerrero & Hasheem kill each other, I don't like any of the three of them, & I refuse to do it."
(Leon)- "If you refuse to the match, you could be subjected to a fine, suspension & most definately, eliminated from the Fatal Four Way to crown a new Elite X Champion. So, with that in mind, how will you handle tonight's match?"
(Big Will)- "Look, noone said I had to wrestle, for all I care, I'll go out & stand in a corner, as my 'partner' gets his ass kicked by two other guys. And as far as they go, I could give a shit less, on whether they make it out of this too. I'm not risking my body, or injury, because some jackoff wanted to make ratings, by booking the four of us in a Tag team match-up. I'll be damned if I get suspended for it, but you better believe I'm not about to go out there tonight & put it all on the line. This match has no stakes, it means nothing, so what do I care?"
(Leon)- "Will you even attempt to tag in & out of the match then? Its been noted that El Guerrero & Hasheem already have bad blood with each other, & they've refused to contact each other before the match. Now that you know of this match, are you going to seek out Gus, to workout a game plan?"
(Big Will)- "Look, Leon, you aren't getting it. I could care less if El Guerrero walks out with his dorky little mask, takes it, shines it up.. lets Hasheem come out with his nice little turban, has him take it, shine it.. & they play hide the hat. I could care less about Hasheem's bad blood with America, I'm Canadian, I don't even like this hell hole. And 'Gameplan'?! You want my gameplan.. Gus is going to listen to everything I tell him to do, because I'm clearly the leader of this team. He'll wrestle the whole match alone, if I demand him to. Now I think its about time you took that camera, you turned around & left. And next time, knock on the wall or something, don't just walk in!"
(Leon)- "Okay, thanks for the interview time.. but real quick, before we go, one last question. Who're you meeting later tonight in Room 21?" Big Will has an angry expression come over his face, as he grabs the camera & shoves it along with the camera guy out of the locker room. Leon runs out of the room, as Big Will yells at them going out. (Big Will)- "You little bastard, if something airs that I said better not of, it'll be your ass!" The camera fades out...
