Post by thepredator on Mar 3, 2007 17:27:03 GMT -6
::The scene opens in an empty car park. It is late and the camera turns around to show three silhouettes of men on the dark sky background. The three men turn around. First is Big Ci who is wearing a black suit with a white shirt and silver tie, next is Dave Hunter who is wearing a cream suit with a brown polar neck jumper underneath and finally is Lance Erickson who is wearing his brand new “suit”.::
Lance Erickson: Why are we here again?
Big Ci: For Christ’s sake, Lance, How many times?
Dave: Hey, shut it, Mr Blasphemy. Don’t use the Lord’s name in vane.
Big Ci: I said Christ, not God. God is the Lord. Christ is the Lord’s son…
Dave: Listen, Smart Ass, you never read the Bible?
::Big Ci stares at Dave.::
Dave: You never learn about the Trinity?
::Big Ci continues to stare blankly at Dave::
Dave: The Trinity states that God is one being who exists simultaneously as three persons; the Father, the Son (who is incarnate as Christ) and the Holy Spirit…so, yes Ci, you’re taking the Lord’s name in vane. Don’t do it again please, because I don’t like it.
Big Ci: Okay, man. Chill…it’s just an expression. I don’t mean to take the Big guys name in vane.
Dave: Okay…
Lance: Oh my God…what are we doin’ here?
::Dave and Ci look at Lance::
Big Ci: Wasn’t you listening to that little conversation we just had or are you in Lancie Land with you’re freaky suits…
Lance: Oh shit…sorry. But, why are we here?
Dave: I don’t know, Lance. I’m stood here freezing my bollocks off thanks to my idiot of a brother.
Big Ci: If he doesn’t turn up in five minutes, I’m going home. I have better things to do with my time…
Dave: Don’t we all! He organises this little field trip and is late.
::A loud noise is heard approaching.::
Lance: What in God’s name is that?
Dave: Lance, for f**k’s sake, man, stop with all the God shit!
Lance: Oh, I keep forgetting. Sorry…again.
Big Ci: What is that? Sounds like a small plane. ‘ We in a car park here or an Airport?
::Suddenly a massive blue Monster truck comes round the corner and parks up in front of Big Ci, Dave and Lance. The truck stops, the door opens and Shane Hunter jumps out.::
Shane: Good Evening, men. Option Number One.
Dave: What are you talking about, Shane. I’m not playing you’re games at this time. I could be watching Deal or No Deal in the comfort of my own home.
Shane: Just wait…
::Shane runs back round the corner were he came from. Big Ci, Dave and Lance stand looking at each other with their hands in their pockets.::
Dave: I haven’t got time for this! What the f**k is he doing…
Big Ci: What do you reckon the Monster Truck is for?
Lance: Driving…maybe.
Big Ci: I’d laugh only I’m too cold…
::Next round the corner comes a huge black coach with Red and silver graphics on the side. The coach is parked up next to the Monster Truck and Shane gets out of the Coach door.::
Shane: This, my friends is Option Two!
::Shane runs back round the corner and the three remaining horsemen stand getting obviously irritated.::
Dave: He’s taking the piss, now…
Big Ci: Yeah, I’ve got places to go and people to see…
Lance: Yeah, home and you’re girlfriend…
::Next round the corner is a Jaguar XJ Limousine. Shane parks the limousine next to the coach and gets out.::
Shane: Option Number Three. Two more to go!
::Shane runs back round the corner and Lance sits down on the cold ground.::
Big Ci: Lance, you may look like a cross between a clown and a hobo wearing that thing but good money was spent on that thing so stand up!
::Lance sighs and stands up::
Lance: I don’t see the point in this exercise. Is this a game?
Dave: Lance, this better not be a game or Shane-O will be choosing a windscreen to go through…and I’ll be the one throwing him through it.
::From around the corner comes Shane, this time in a BMW X5 Series 2 SUV. He parks it comfortably next to the Limo and jumps out.::
Shane: Option Four! I guarantee I’ll be two minutes.
::Shane runs back round the corner.::
Dave: Oh you better had be, boy or I’ll be driving off in one of you’re…toys.
Big Ci: I think I get what’s going down here…modes of transport…we’ve gotta choose…
::Before Ci can finish, Shane speeds round the corner in a BMW Z4 Coupe. He quickly gets out of the car and he stands in front of Lance, Dave and Big Ci.::
Shane: Finally, Option Five. Now, you’re probably wondering what I want you here for…
Dave: Damn right, Skippy!
Shane: Okay, bro’. Chill! I’ll be as quick as I can. Ya see, I made a few phone calls and got these babies. One of these vehicles will become the mode of transport for the Four Horsemen: XE.
::Shane walks over to the Monster Truck.::
Shane: Here we have a Monster Truck…
Dave: No shit, Sherlock Holmes…
Shane: Dave, do you want to go home?
Dave: Yeah!!!
Shane: Well, let me get on with it then…As I was saying, here I have a Monster Truck; my personal favourite out of the five options. This thing is a beast, and if we wanna get noticed, and we wanna impress, we should keep this baby as the mode of transport for the horsemen. All in favour, raise your hand.
::Shane raises his hand but everyone else just looks at him.::
Shane: Nobody? Look at it…
Dave: Exactly, move on…
Shane: Okay, whatever you say…Here we have a coach…obviously. There’s not much to say about this…’cause it’s a coach. The graphics are cool and everything inside is as modern as it can get. All in favour…?
::Lance’s hand goes up.::
Lance: The thing’s got loads of space inside…I sense parties…
::Big Ci and Dave look at Lance and Shane just stands in front of the coach smiling.::
Lance: Nevermind then…
Shane: Okay so next we have the Jaguar XJ Limousine. Brand new and we know it’s traditional for Horsemen to travel in style…All in favour?
::Big Ci’s hand goes up.::
Big Ci: Like ya said Shane-O, it’s Horsemen tradition…
Dave: And we’re the Xtreme Edition so we’re tryin to break away from that aren’t we…move on?
Big Ci: Yeah, fair enough. I like the SUV. It’s a beast but with all four of us in it, there won’t be much room.
Shane: Hold you’re horses…they’ve offered us two. So Dave and I could travel in one…you and Lance could travel in the other…
Dave: (whispers) Oh Joy…
Big Ci: Yeah, I like that. What do you think, Lance. You ain’t sayin’ much.
Lance: I like the Coach. It’s cool for parties ‘n’ stuff…
Dave: We decided against the coach, Lance. Get over it!
Shane: So, you like the SUV, Ci, anyone else.
::Nobody elses hands go up.::
Shane: Right well next is the BMW Z4 Coupe…
Dave: Which has two seats so you and Lance would be in the trunk…
Shane: Oh no, my dear brother, because they haven’t offered us two BMW Z4 Coupes, they haven’t offered us three BMW Z4 Coupes. They have offered us FOUR BMW Z4 Coupes!!!
Dave: There’s no competition…One car each. I pick that!
Shane: Yeah, I thought you might. These are really cool, fast and stylish…Hey, Lance, maybe even you would have a chance pickin’ up a few ladies in one of these…
Lance: I like the sounds of that…Oh yeah! I’m in for the Z4.
Dave: Bloody Hell…you sound like friggin’ Quagmire from Family Guy… So that’s me, Lance, you in Bro’?
Shane: Yeah…if we can’t have the Monster Truck…
::Dave looks at Shane.::
Dave: How about you, Ci?
Big Ci: I like the limo, but I see what you’re saying so I’ll go with the Z4 too.
Shane: Cool. Three of us can go and pick of the other three cars on Monday then.
Dave: Can I have a look inside…
Shane: Yeah, but the keys are still inside…
::Dave walks over to the car and gets in the driver’s side. The other three follow him over to the car. He winds down the window.::
Dave: Yeah, this is hot! I’m going home and going to bed! See you tomorrow!
::Dave speeds off round the corner and out of sight.::
Lance: He’s gone…
Shane: Yeah…I guess I’ll go and take the Monster Truck back…
Big Ci: Hey, can I not just keep the Limo for personal use.
Shane: No, Ci. It’s going back to Jaguar.
Big Ci: Ahh well…
Shane: So, you all happy with the Z4’s?
Big Ci and Lance: Oh Yeah.
Big Ci: They’re sweet!
Shane: So I won’t be driving to the arena in a friggin’ Honda every week. Four Horsemen, Four Z4s…and I think that on Thursday, I’ll be giving Skykova four times kicking of the ass than he normally gets…
Lance: Bet ya can’t wait…
Shane: No…I can’t. You know what get’s to me, though? “Some call my style ‘Luchador-esque’. f**k That! I’m a Shooting Star.”
:: The three remaining Horsemen walk off in a line.::
{Scene Fades}
Lance Erickson: Why are we here again?
Big Ci: For Christ’s sake, Lance, How many times?
Dave: Hey, shut it, Mr Blasphemy. Don’t use the Lord’s name in vane.
Big Ci: I said Christ, not God. God is the Lord. Christ is the Lord’s son…
Dave: Listen, Smart Ass, you never read the Bible?
::Big Ci stares at Dave.::
Dave: You never learn about the Trinity?
::Big Ci continues to stare blankly at Dave::
Dave: The Trinity states that God is one being who exists simultaneously as three persons; the Father, the Son (who is incarnate as Christ) and the Holy Spirit…so, yes Ci, you’re taking the Lord’s name in vane. Don’t do it again please, because I don’t like it.
Big Ci: Okay, man. Chill…it’s just an expression. I don’t mean to take the Big guys name in vane.
Dave: Okay…
Lance: Oh my God…what are we doin’ here?
::Dave and Ci look at Lance::
Big Ci: Wasn’t you listening to that little conversation we just had or are you in Lancie Land with you’re freaky suits…
Lance: Oh shit…sorry. But, why are we here?
Dave: I don’t know, Lance. I’m stood here freezing my bollocks off thanks to my idiot of a brother.
Big Ci: If he doesn’t turn up in five minutes, I’m going home. I have better things to do with my time…
Dave: Don’t we all! He organises this little field trip and is late.
::A loud noise is heard approaching.::
Lance: What in God’s name is that?
Dave: Lance, for f**k’s sake, man, stop with all the God shit!
Lance: Oh, I keep forgetting. Sorry…again.
Big Ci: What is that? Sounds like a small plane. ‘ We in a car park here or an Airport?
::Suddenly a massive blue Monster truck comes round the corner and parks up in front of Big Ci, Dave and Lance. The truck stops, the door opens and Shane Hunter jumps out.::
Shane: Good Evening, men. Option Number One.
Dave: What are you talking about, Shane. I’m not playing you’re games at this time. I could be watching Deal or No Deal in the comfort of my own home.
Shane: Just wait…
::Shane runs back round the corner were he came from. Big Ci, Dave and Lance stand looking at each other with their hands in their pockets.::
Dave: I haven’t got time for this! What the f**k is he doing…
Big Ci: What do you reckon the Monster Truck is for?
Lance: Driving…maybe.
Big Ci: I’d laugh only I’m too cold…
::Next round the corner comes a huge black coach with Red and silver graphics on the side. The coach is parked up next to the Monster Truck and Shane gets out of the Coach door.::
Shane: This, my friends is Option Two!
::Shane runs back round the corner and the three remaining horsemen stand getting obviously irritated.::
Dave: He’s taking the piss, now…
Big Ci: Yeah, I’ve got places to go and people to see…
Lance: Yeah, home and you’re girlfriend…
::Next round the corner is a Jaguar XJ Limousine. Shane parks the limousine next to the coach and gets out.::
Shane: Option Number Three. Two more to go!
::Shane runs back round the corner and Lance sits down on the cold ground.::
Big Ci: Lance, you may look like a cross between a clown and a hobo wearing that thing but good money was spent on that thing so stand up!
::Lance sighs and stands up::
Lance: I don’t see the point in this exercise. Is this a game?
Dave: Lance, this better not be a game or Shane-O will be choosing a windscreen to go through…and I’ll be the one throwing him through it.
::From around the corner comes Shane, this time in a BMW X5 Series 2 SUV. He parks it comfortably next to the Limo and jumps out.::
Shane: Option Four! I guarantee I’ll be two minutes.
::Shane runs back round the corner.::
Dave: Oh you better had be, boy or I’ll be driving off in one of you’re…toys.
Big Ci: I think I get what’s going down here…modes of transport…we’ve gotta choose…
::Before Ci can finish, Shane speeds round the corner in a BMW Z4 Coupe. He quickly gets out of the car and he stands in front of Lance, Dave and Big Ci.::
Shane: Finally, Option Five. Now, you’re probably wondering what I want you here for…
Dave: Damn right, Skippy!
Shane: Okay, bro’. Chill! I’ll be as quick as I can. Ya see, I made a few phone calls and got these babies. One of these vehicles will become the mode of transport for the Four Horsemen: XE.
::Shane walks over to the Monster Truck.::
Shane: Here we have a Monster Truck…
Dave: No shit, Sherlock Holmes…
Shane: Dave, do you want to go home?
Dave: Yeah!!!
Shane: Well, let me get on with it then…As I was saying, here I have a Monster Truck; my personal favourite out of the five options. This thing is a beast, and if we wanna get noticed, and we wanna impress, we should keep this baby as the mode of transport for the horsemen. All in favour, raise your hand.
::Shane raises his hand but everyone else just looks at him.::
Shane: Nobody? Look at it…
Dave: Exactly, move on…
Shane: Okay, whatever you say…Here we have a coach…obviously. There’s not much to say about this…’cause it’s a coach. The graphics are cool and everything inside is as modern as it can get. All in favour…?
::Lance’s hand goes up.::
Lance: The thing’s got loads of space inside…I sense parties…
::Big Ci and Dave look at Lance and Shane just stands in front of the coach smiling.::
Lance: Nevermind then…
Shane: Okay so next we have the Jaguar XJ Limousine. Brand new and we know it’s traditional for Horsemen to travel in style…All in favour?
::Big Ci’s hand goes up.::
Big Ci: Like ya said Shane-O, it’s Horsemen tradition…
Dave: And we’re the Xtreme Edition so we’re tryin to break away from that aren’t we…move on?
Big Ci: Yeah, fair enough. I like the SUV. It’s a beast but with all four of us in it, there won’t be much room.
Shane: Hold you’re horses…they’ve offered us two. So Dave and I could travel in one…you and Lance could travel in the other…
Dave: (whispers) Oh Joy…
Big Ci: Yeah, I like that. What do you think, Lance. You ain’t sayin’ much.
Lance: I like the Coach. It’s cool for parties ‘n’ stuff…
Dave: We decided against the coach, Lance. Get over it!
Shane: So, you like the SUV, Ci, anyone else.
::Nobody elses hands go up.::
Shane: Right well next is the BMW Z4 Coupe…
Dave: Which has two seats so you and Lance would be in the trunk…
Shane: Oh no, my dear brother, because they haven’t offered us two BMW Z4 Coupes, they haven’t offered us three BMW Z4 Coupes. They have offered us FOUR BMW Z4 Coupes!!!
Dave: There’s no competition…One car each. I pick that!
Shane: Yeah, I thought you might. These are really cool, fast and stylish…Hey, Lance, maybe even you would have a chance pickin’ up a few ladies in one of these…
Lance: I like the sounds of that…Oh yeah! I’m in for the Z4.
Dave: Bloody Hell…you sound like friggin’ Quagmire from Family Guy… So that’s me, Lance, you in Bro’?
Shane: Yeah…if we can’t have the Monster Truck…
::Dave looks at Shane.::
Dave: How about you, Ci?
Big Ci: I like the limo, but I see what you’re saying so I’ll go with the Z4 too.
Shane: Cool. Three of us can go and pick of the other three cars on Monday then.
Dave: Can I have a look inside…
Shane: Yeah, but the keys are still inside…
::Dave walks over to the car and gets in the driver’s side. The other three follow him over to the car. He winds down the window.::
Dave: Yeah, this is hot! I’m going home and going to bed! See you tomorrow!
::Dave speeds off round the corner and out of sight.::
Lance: He’s gone…
Shane: Yeah…I guess I’ll go and take the Monster Truck back…
Big Ci: Hey, can I not just keep the Limo for personal use.
Shane: No, Ci. It’s going back to Jaguar.
Big Ci: Ahh well…
Shane: So, you all happy with the Z4’s?
Big Ci and Lance: Oh Yeah.
Big Ci: They’re sweet!
Shane: So I won’t be driving to the arena in a friggin’ Honda every week. Four Horsemen, Four Z4s…and I think that on Thursday, I’ll be giving Skykova four times kicking of the ass than he normally gets…
Lance: Bet ya can’t wait…
Shane: No…I can’t. You know what get’s to me, though? “Some call my style ‘Luchador-esque’. f**k That! I’m a Shooting Star.”
:: The three remaining Horsemen walk off in a line.::
{Scene Fades}