MD35 - Dr. Steve Kurtesy vs. Garth Black

[Phoenix]

Champion vs. Challenger of the Tag Team kind as Garth Black will take on Dr. Steven Kurtesy in his first ever singles bout. No doubt that Black will look to set an example having lost the tag titles to his opponent in his first ever WZCW match, will lightning strike twice for Kurtesy against his experienced opponent? Or will the Welshman make a big mark as Kingdom Come draws near?

Deadline is Monday 18th January, 23:59 EST

 

[Viola Moonlight]

Sandy Deserts is seen at the reception desk taking the mail from the postman early in the morning. She thanks the postman, he exits and Sandy walks down a corridor to Kurtesy's office. Steven is seen at his desk writing down something when she enters.

Deserts: Morning doctor.

Kurtesy: Hey Sandy, did it come through the mail?

Deserts is seen sifting through the mail.

Deserts: Okay, let's see here... water bill... electricity bill... jury duty... cable tv bill... a bottle of Jack Daniels... jury duty... Playboy maga... oh wait, that one's mine... Ah, here we go. A letter to Dr. Kurtesy.

Deserts hands over the envelope to Kurtesy who examines it. He turns it over and carefully opens it. He pulls out numerous pieces of paper, along with a note on a coloured sheet. This takes Kurtesy's attention and he picks it up to read it.

Here are the notes you requested for during our appointment two days ago. I hope these can clarify that I am not going insane and that this is really happening to me. As you can tell with this letter, those notes clearly aren't written in my handwriting. I thought you could use these as well for your own personal study.

Please let me know when you have come to a conclusion and would like to discuss the matter. I appreciate all of your help.

Rebecca Serra

Kurtesy lifts his head and stares into space directly in front of him, carefully thinking. Deserts is rummaging through all the papers, proof-reading all of them.

Deserts: Hmmm... these papers are certainly creative to all be written in rhyme. And the way Becky was describing all of those situations...

Deserts trails off as Kurtesy grabs the bottle of Jack Daniels that came through the mail and pops open the cork. He pours three glasses, one he pans off to Sandy and the other two he takes for himself. They begin to drink and read the notes together.

So, who wrote these?

Kurtesy: Someone who thinks they are a psychological mastermind... one of the men I will be defending my championship against at Kingdom Come.

Deserts: Well, it can't be Phoenix. If you put him and mastermind in the same sentence the Microsoft Word grammar checker would correct you. By process of elimination it has to be Garth Black, right?

Kurtesy: I have taught you well Sandy. Indeed, it is Garth Black... and it sickens me that I am agreeing with your statement as I am subsequently considering him in my area of expertise.

Kurtesy drinks the rest of his glass of scotch and puts it down on the table. Kurtesy leans forward in his chair and puts his elbows on his thighs with hands clasped together.

He is no psychological mastermind by an stretch of the imagination... nor is it any of that dark arts or black magic some say he possesses. It's him abusing the knowledge to manipulate the surroundings to how he sees fit, whether it be via confusion, doubt or frustration. Even then, these methods are done through cowardice as it is easy to blind and trick the untrained.

Unfortunately for Garth, I am anything but untrained. I have accomplished as much as Black but in a shorter span of time. We both claimed the tag team titles, but unlike Garth... it didn't take me forever. I walked into this business and almost immediately took the championship. I gained mine from Garth Black, but he did not gain his from me. We both have used psychology to outwit people, but unlike Garth... I didn't stoop down to a level where I have to challenge a defenseless woman like Rebecca Serra. I took on a man who is willing to fight, Jordan Lights, and I came out the better man. I got inside his head by making a statement when I gave him the Shock Method and defeated him when he got the chance for revenge.

Deserts: You know I support you 110% Steven, but the man isn't all about psychology. His fighting style in the ring is much different to yours. You can't rely on being able to out-psych him to win matches.

Kurtesy: Trust me Sandy, I'm a Doctor. I am already well-versed in the luchador style with all the times that you and I train together. You used to be one of the best luchadors in the business, and I have the privilege of facing you in sanctioned matches at any given time. If I can hold my own against you, what makes you think it is going to be no different when Garth takes to the skies?

If Garth believes he is Phoenix and takes flight,
Soaring through the air to deliver the pain,
He better be ready for a fight,
As I have already mastered his game

All it takes is to catch his neck
And an extension of my knee,
For a Shock Method to drive him down to heck,
And get the one, two, three

And when I stand as the victor from our blue
Where all the doubt will be flushed down the seal,
I then have but one question to ask you:
Garth Black, how does that make you feel?

 

[Tastycles]

We're outside the arena and Becky Serra is pacing about, waiting for an interview with Garth Black. Naturally, he doesn't show. A taxi pulls up and a German Taxi Driver opens the door

Hallo, Frau Serra?

I'm Becky Serra, I don't know who Frau is.

Oh, I haf been told to pick you up madam. For you, pacing around the arena is over, we are going to see Herr Schwarz

Herr Schwarz?

My apologies, mein English ist nicht so gut.

What?

Just get in the car please madam.

Where are we going?

I have been asked by Herr Bateman to take you to where a Mr. Black is signing autographs

Right. Can you put the radio on?

Sure.


The radio begins to play Runaround Sue by Dion and the Belmonts, but the words have been changed.


Here's my story, its sad but true
It's about a girl that I once knew
She always just ran around
For interview in foreign town

ay-ay-bombalidida lidda eh etc.

Ah, I should have known it from the very start
That this girl wasn't remotely smart
She's empty space up from the neck
I keep away from a Runaround Beck

I miss calling her stupid to her face
Her lack of her journalistic skill's a disgrace
So if you don't want interview train wrecks
A-keep away from-a Runaround Brecks

Ah, she likes to travel around
She'll love you then she'll rub you down
Now people let me put you wise
Becks goes out with lots of guys
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who knows
Little Becky Serra both sucks and blows
Every wrestler is her ex, they don't
Keep away from-a Runaround Becks

She likes to travel around
She hates it when I put her down
Now please don't make me tell you twice
She's got lots of pubic lice
Here's the moral and the story from the guy who said
That her only talent is in bed
A power tool is far more complex, so I
Keep away from-a Runaround Becks

Change the channel immediately! This isn't funny. Garth I know it's you. I know you have done this. Change the channel now!

Ok

He changes the channel and The Radio plays Umbrella by Rihanna



You are a tart
Intellectually worlds apart
Maybe its in your genes
But you're still a ******

Baby 'cause in the dark
In the back seats of cars
And that's when you meet them there
And then they strip you bare
Because

When the sun shines, you'll have whoever
They'll tell you that you are clever
Said They'll always be your friend
Never call, Once you've let them wet their end

Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that you'll still have another
You can sleep with another fella
You are a slapper Becky Serra

(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh, eh eh eh)

These rubber things, will never come in between
Unwanted pregnancy, where is your dignity?
When the man has dipped his part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If this is still hard, just gather that you aren't smart
Because

When the sun shines, you'll have whoever
They'll tell you that you are clever
Said They'll always be your friend
Never call, Once you've let them wet their end

Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that you'll still have another
You can sleep with another fella
You are a slapper Becky Serra

(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh, eh eh eh)

You can run into their arms
It's okay fall for their charms
Don't talk to me
There's no chance for innterviews my love

So go on and ask you dull bore
Talking to you is a chore
Because


When the sun shines, you'll have whoever
They'll tell you that you are clever
Said They'll always be your friend
Never call, Once you've let them wet their end

Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that you'll still have another
You can sleep with another fella
You are a slapper Becky Serra

(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh)
Slapper Becky Serra
(Erra erra, eh eh eh, eh eh eh)

It's draining
Ooh Becky it's draining
Becky it's clear to me
You're too ditsy

It's draining
Ooh Becky it's draining
You can always come hear from me
You're too ditsy

You boring pain
You boring pain
You're too ditsy
You're too ditsy

Turn the radio off, and let me out of the car.

But, ma'am, we're almost there.

I don't care, I'm sick to death of this and I want to get out.

He stops the car. Becky gets out and rests against part of the Berlin wall that is still standing. She lets out a bit of a wail, then starts waiting for another taxi. Eventually, she hails one and sets off back to the stadium.

The camera pans around, past the wall, to reveal Garth Black on the other side, signing autographs on a makeshift table. He looks at his watch, shrugs his shoulders, and continues to take photos with the audience.