We now go live backstage where we see Gentleman Jack and his trusted advisor Barry are standing around in the locker room with what appears to be a homeless man in a tattered tuxedo. The man looks to be older, in his 60s, with a short, skinny frame. His hair hasn't been washed in weeks and his beard hasn't been touched in months. The poor guy is in pretty rough shape. The tuxedo however is much worse. With many rips and stains, this tux was clearly found in a dumpster hours ago. It does not fit the poor man at all. As the camera cuts in Jack hands the homeless man a mic and is seen urging him on. The man begins to speak with very slurred speech.
Bum: Ladies and gentl
hiccup men. I'm here now with Gentleman
hiccup Jack. Jack how does it feel to have an STD?
Jack looks at the bum outraged and a little embarrassed. If you can't tell yet, the homeless man is clearly plastered.
Jack: Buddy, I think you meant to say, “How does it feel to be in OCW?” Want to try that again?
Bum: Sure thing Larry.... Pete, how does it feel to be in OCW?
Jack: Good... real good.... You know it's a great honor to be here tonight on the second episode of Unleashed...
Bum: That's real nice Jeff.
hiccup Randy, do you want to tell us about your opponent tonight?
Jack: Jesus Christ you got it right thirty seconds ago. My name is Jack!
Bum: Oh yeah! Ok, so Jack, do you want to tell us about your opponent tonight?
hiccupRay Spruce?
Jack: Barry! We gave this guy too much. Listen pal, his name is Bray Spur. Ok? Say it with me, Bray Spur. I think there's another S in there but I don't know what it's for so we're just going to say Bray Spur ok? Are you ready?
Bum: Bray Spur?
Jack: Thats it buddy! Now you've got it! Ok, now try it again.
Bum: So Rick, what are your thoughts on Bray Spur?
Jack: Screw my life Barry! Why couldn't OCW just send an interviewer? Or a producer? I'm a new talent! Don't they think the audience should get to know me a little?
Barry: The producer I spoke to said something something along the lines of, “Hahahahaha” when I asked for one. I think everyone is tied up checking on the bombshells. The camera guy is only here because he's gay.
Jack looks at the camera guy.
Jack: God bless you people! Never let it be said Gentleman Jack is a bigot! No sir, he's a friend of your community and an ally in your fight! Hey after we're done here want to help us clean up this bum? Barry and I will take you out for Mai Tais and see if we can find you some company. I hear the city has some of the finest glory holes in the continental US.
Camera Guy: We're live on the air! And I'm married douchebag! And that was bigotry! Screw you! Now homeless guy, on you, go!
Bum: I know a good place for glory holes. Its called Loki Dennis McGregor Black's. Best glory hole in the city! I met my wife there..
hiccup
Jack: How, how did you even put that together?
Barry points at a poster in the locker room featuring a picture of Loki McGregor and Dennis Black facing off in tonight's main event.
Jack: Well this is going great...
Camera Guy: Guys! We're still live! On television!
Jack: Ah to hell with it, I'll interview myself. Barry, get him the hell out of here!
Barry drags away the homeless man as Jack straightens his hair and looks into the camera.
Jack: You know folks, I wouldn't blame you for a second if you didn't take me seriously. Let's be honest, in your eyes, things arent going so great for me. I offered a security guard a Lewinski live on national television! I just brought a clearly inebriated homeless man into the Unleashed arena and put a microphone in his hands, also on live national television. What else have I done? Oh yeah, I also produced a thirty second political attack ad on a guy thats more or less in a different company. It bombed, oh lordy did it bomb. That's been my first two weeks on the job folks. Wasting money, time, and effort. And for what? What did I do it all for?
Jack begins to rub his head with his hands in what appears to be desperation.
Jack: I did it all so I could be here tonight. I did it all for a chance, a shot at a new life. For the hope of a new beginning. I did it all so I could step through those ropes tonight and face an OCW star! Well guys I got my dream.
A smile begins to creap across Jack's face as his mood either improves or he loses that last shred of sanity he had.
Jack: Bray, while you and everyone in the arena may laugh at what I've done to get here, you have to understand something very important.
I got here. I'm here Bray, and I'm not going anywhere. Do you see the things I've done? Have you seen how far I'm willing to go? Go ahead and laugh at me. Laugh you're beautiful Mediterranean heart away. It doesn't bother me at all. Because deep down, you and I both know I'm willing to do anything to make it here. If I'm this willing to make a fool of myself to get into the arena and on the card, how easy do you think the decision will be for me when I have your busted leg in my hands?
Jack begins to rub his hands together in anticipation. Now his mood is clearly improving. Or maybe its the crazy thing again, who knows.
Jack: That's right Bray. I know about your knee. I know the damage that little move of yours has done to you. Sure, you've made a nice name for yourself here. You've knocked off some of the best wrestlers this company has to offer. Hell Bray, if I'm being honest, I'm a little scared of you. You're a machine and I know it. I've watched you beat the best of the best, week in and week out. I'll admit it Bray, I'm scared. I'll shout it from the rooftops!
Jack looks up at the sky and beings to yell
Jack: IM SCARED OF BRAY SPUR!!!
After yelling to the skies, Jack stares at the ground for a brief moment. When looking up you can see an intensity there that we haven't seen before.
Jack: But Bray, while I may be scared, I'm also excited. I know your weakness Bray. I know you can be stopped. I know I can be the man to do it! The man to make history, right here, on Unleashed! I know I can snap your knee like a twig live on television Bray! I know I can make my dreams come true! I can make your nightmare a reality!
Jack begins to laugh uncontrollably for a second. His mood changes quickly once again as it appears a realization has hit him.
Jack: Or maybe I won't. Maybe all of this has been just another big waste of time. Maybe I'll go out there and you'll put me away like oh so many before me. Maybe you'll hit me with the knee for the 1-2-3 and I end up looking at the lights. I know it can happen. But it doesn't matter. No it doesn't really matter at all. You see, I've got one more secret up my sleeve Bray.
I've already won.
The gentleman's smile has returned and this time its accompanied by a glossy eyed stare. Yup, he's crazy...
Jack: That's right, you heard me Bray. I've already won. Me, Gentleman Jack, a man nobody had ever heard of two weeks ago gets to step into that ring tonight on live tv to do battle with you. Think about that Bray, you've been here how long? And in all that time where has it gotten you? The exact same spot as me. So Bray, I can go out there tonight and get destroyed and it won't matter one bit. All you did was beat a rookie with questionable life skills. But if you lose, my god Bray what happens if you lose? What happens if after all your hard work, all this effort, all those victories over marquee names, what is any of it going to mean if some nobody like me comes in here and takes it all away? What are you going to do Bray? What in the hell are you going to do with a busted knee and a loss to a nobody? How are you going to be able to look your friends, your family, in the face after that? To know everything you've done for the last year was for NOTHING! To know that it was taken away by a man you considered a joke! That's what awaits you tonight Bray. It's must win, game seven, bottom of the ninth for you Bray. The pressure is on you Bray, not me. I have everything to gain and nothing to lose. But you, Bray, you have so much to lose my friend...
Thankfully before Jack can continue this nonsensical rant, the homeless announcer from before has busted into the room with a bottle of wine in hand. He begins to twirl like a helicopter throughout the room.
Bum: Gloooooorrrrrryyyy Holes!
Jack: BARRY!!!!
Barry enters the room. From the exasperated look on his face you can tell that Barry has chased the bum for quite some time.
Barry: Sorry Jack he got away from me! Did you finish your interview?
Jack: No I didn't finish my inter....
Camera Guy: No we're done here. I don't get paid enough for this.
With that the camera man cuts the feed.
