Post by T.F.K. on Feb 4, 2018 15:45:57 GMT -5
Cameras roll from black to a shot of T.F.K. sitting in a hot tub with 2 blonde twins sitting on either side of him with their “knowledge” partially exposed above the water’s surface.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
He has wealth, he has grace, and he has the ladies hanging on to his every word…
The theatrical movie voice guy pauses for a second.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Fine, I'll say it… He is the guy with THE face your mother will love. He IS Thaddeus Fra- Ha ha, I kid… But seriously he is T.F.K. and this is the rooftop of his fun weekend Penthouse apartment in downtown L.A.
The girls start laughing as Thad tells a joke, probably some kind of bad dad joke that the girls force themselves to laugh at to get their greedy fingers deeper into Thad’s pockets.
The Theatrical movie voice guy’s phone starts to ring.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
I am so sorry, Thad, I will turn this off right away… Hello? Yeah baby I'm coming home tonight… Mr. King just had a few things for me to take care of around here first.
The Double D twins start wooooing towards the phone and Theatrical movie voice guy tries to muffle the phone with his hand.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
What was that? Oh it was nothing, just one of those Girls Gone Wild infomercials came on the TV… No, what do you mean those infomercials are on later than it is right now? No, there's not girls here with me.
(In unison The Double D twins)
We are ALL WET! WOOOOOO!
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Baby? Hello? Hello? Oh GOD!
Thad stops motor boating one of the twins and he looks over to see Theatrical movie voice guy crying and staring intently at his phone.
(T.F.K.)
You alright, mi amigo?
The sobs continue and Thad starts to feel bad.
(T.F.K.)
I don't know why I'm about to say this ladies… But I need to make sure my friend is okay. Can we raincheck?
The girls start to pout but they perk up at the sight of Thad’s father walking into the room.
(In unison the Double D twins)
Mr. King!
Mr. King smiles wide as he approaches the girls as Thad looks on embarrassed.
(Jefferson King)
Ladies please, my friends just call me Jefferson.
Jefferson takes both girls by the hand and kisses them ever so gently. Thad evades his eyes watching as Theatrical movie voice guy types away on his phone.
(T.F.K.)
Dude, you gotta pump the brakes a bit, don't come off desperate or you're going to look like a little bitch.
Jefferson gives off a deep laugh.
(Jefferson King)
Ha, yeah listen to Franklin, he's been the bitch many a times.
Jefferson winks at the girls.
(Jefferson King)
Many, many a times.
The girls laugh and Thad still yells at Mr. Butthurt who clings to his phone waiting for a reply.
(T.F.K.)
Movie voice guy…
(Jefferson King)
You do realize he has a real name, right?
Thad snaps back.
(T.F.K.)
Well he's my Theatrical movie voice guy, so I will call him whatever I like.
Jefferson just smirks and shakes his head just before returning his attention back to the inviting twins.
(Jefferson King)
You see… You'd think my son was a gender bender, wouldn't you? One second he plays a pussy and now he's showing how big a DICK he can be. Real classy, son.
Thad hops out of the hot tub grabbing a towel as he goes and he wraps it around his waist.
(T.F.K.)
Get bent, old man river!
(Jefferson King)
Maybe I'll put you in my next movie, Franklin! Glory 2: This time the Hole fights back…
Jefferson laughs and looks at the girls.
(Jefferson King)
Funny? Or is it too lengthy?
Jefferson chuckles some more.
(Jefferson King)
I'm kidding, I'm sure you girls haven't complained about too much length before, am I right?
The Double D twins laugh in unison.
(Jefferson King)
Speaking of such, how about you ladies let me dry you off by my fireplace in my room?
The girls chipperly jump out of the water, showing the full show to Jefferson with Thad and Theatrical movie voice guy in awe behind them.
(Jefferson King)
Well how about that, the same birthmark, you two really are twins.
Jefferson nods to Thad with a big cocky grin on his face.
(Jefferson King)
It's good to be The King dick around here, son. Remember that!
Jefferson escorts the sopping wet girls into the other room and Thad shakes his head.
(T.F.K.)
The hell, man? I could be the one showing these girls my Mr. Miyagi, wax on techniques… Instead I'm gonna be Han Soloing it to my Princess Lea poster later… All because I felt bad about your bitch ass…
Theatrical movie voice guy finally breaks his focus away from his phone to speak one simple shaky word.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Craig…
(T.F.K.)
Craig? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
That's my name… it's Craig.
(T.F.K.)
Okay, Craig, don't ruin a good thing here. You're MY Theatrical movie voice guy and Craig is such a lame name. Hell, it has a List named after it…
Craig nods.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
You're right… Maybe that's why my wife and I haven't had relations in 5 months. Because I'm a lame ass with a lame ass name.
The godlike camera moves in closer with a Dawnson’s Creek heartfelt moment about to go down.
(T.F.K.)
Listen, I didn't mean anything by saying your name was lame. I just know a few Craigs who are total twat waffles who deserved a cunt punt more times than not. I'm sure your wife will come around… I mean unless someone else is laying the pipe which could be very possible considering you're with me as much as you are.
Craig's eyes start to widen and water as Thad continues to destroy the heartfelt moment.
(T.F.K.)
You haven't watched Desperate Housewives? That show is legit and it really does speak volumes of how those chicks operate… I mean I'm not saying your wife is a cheating whore, but I'm not saying she isn't either.
Thad laughs and elbows Craig a bit.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
You're a real ass hole, you know that?
Thad smiles approvingly.
(T.F.K.)
Sounds like I'm your pussy ass dick, then Craig.
Craig rolls his eyes.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Whatever man, I should probably get home to Clara, if I in fact have a home to come home to, anyway.
(T.F.K.)
Everything is going to be fine, man. Go into my study, grab my Kamasutra book for dummies and go blow her mind.
Craig goes to speak, but figures why the hell not as he exits the room. Thad moves back to the hot tub as the Godlike camera follows him.
(T.F.K.)
I'm worth billions of dollars and my dad still finds a way to steal girls away from me. Aren't girls supposed to dig this sensitive guy bull shit? I helped a friend who’s probably about to go home to do the barrel of monkeys pose with his future ex-wife Clara…
Thad moves closer to the hot tub jets.
(T.F.K.)
I suppose my night is going to consist of turning the jets on high.
A knock on the door is followed by a young short haired brunette in black glasses walking toward the hot tub.
(Young brunette)
Hi?
(T.F.K.)
Uh, hello?
The young woman is wearing a tight fitting red dress that accentuates each curve perfectly and her innocent smile puts Thad at ease.
(Young brunette)
My name is Nikki, Craig let me in… I was supposed to come here for a meeting with Jefferson King. Is he around?
Thad smiles a sheepishly smile.
(T.F.K.)
Actually, I am Mr. King…
Nikki looks confused.
(Nikki)
Oh, heh I thought you'd be taller…
Thad smirks.
(T.F.K.)
I get that all the time… Say, what about this meeting of ours, huh?
Nikki looks around and shakes her head for a second.
(Nikki)
No disrespect, Mr. King, but I'd rather do it in a less intimate setting if we could.
Thad nods in agreement.
(T.F.K.)
Alright, alright I can see how this would be the less professional route, shall we retire to the casting couch?
(Nikki)
I suppose that'd be best.
Thad leaps out of the hot tub and drapes a towel around his waist in one fell swoop. He winks at Nikki just before leading her into the living room where a long white leather couch sits with red plush pillows on either side of it. Thad takes a seat and Nikki slowly joins him.
(T.F.K.)
So which of my many films are you looking for a role in again?
(Nikki)
Well I know the titles are never legit until the shooting begins, but your ad said it was called Double Click… I'm assuming it's a sequel to the Adam Sandler movie, Click.
(T.F.K.)
Fuck, Adam Sandler? Seriously?
(Nikki)
Well yeah, of course. He's hilarious, Mr. King.
Thad rolls his eyes.
(T.F.K.)
Right, well shoot, what role are you looking to play?
Nikki smiles and flips her hair behind her right ear.
(Nikki)
Isn't it obvious? A younger Kate Beckinsale.
Thad nods and looks Nikki up and down.
(T.F.K.)
Well I can definitely see the resemblance.
(Nikki)
Your ad said you were looking for a younger Kate Beckinsale, so what do you say, do I meet your qualifications?
Thad hand gestures Nikki to pump the brakes.
(T.F.K.)
You're moving fast, Nikki, I haven't even seen how you play your parts yet.
Nikki scoots closer to Thad and she touches his left leg.
(Nikki)
Don't be coy with me. I know why they call this a casting couch…
Thad smirks.
(T.F.K.)
You have brains and beauty I see.
(Nikki)
Most brunettes do they say… So which part am I auditioning for?
Nikki moves her hand up Thad’s leg. Before Thad can capitalize on his little game, Jefferson King walks out of his room shirtless with a white robe showing off his silver fox chest hair underneath.
(Jefferson King)
Now those twins definitely have what it takes to star in my films.
Jefferson notices Nikki sitting on the couch with Thad.
(Jefferson King)
And what beauty do we have here, son?
(Nikki)
Son? Wait a minute… You're not Jefferson King the movie director?
Jefferson bellows in laughter.
(Jefferson King)
Ha, no that's my son who greases himself up in his skivvies to wrestle around with other men in a wrestling ring. It looks to be the only action he's getting anytime soon…
(T.F.K.)
Damn it dad!
(Nikki)
I feel so foolish… I wasn't even going to come on to him, I wanted to be professional...
Jefferson grabs Nikki by the hand and helps her off the couch.
(Jefferson King)
I'm sorry my idiot son tried to trick you and to let your guard down, but I do have to say… You have a striking resemblance to one Kate Beckinsale.
Nikki changes her tune blushing a bit and she begins to play with her hair.
(Nikki)
You really think so, Mr. King?
Jefferson kisses Nikki’s hand and flashes her a welcoming smile.
(Jefferson King)
Call me Jefferson, sweetheart.
(Nikki)
Okay Jefferson, mind if we talk about an audition then?
(Jefferson King)
Sure thing, how about you head into the dining room and i'll be in there after I give my son here a good talking to?
(Nikki)
I can do that, thank you so much Jefferson.
Nikki smiles then shoots Thad a resting bitch face worthy scowl, before heading off. Jefferson takes a seat next to Thad with his legs crossed showing off his God’s gift underneath his robe, causing Thad to look away.
(T.F.K.)
Dad, do you mind?
Jefferson chuckles and tucks himself away.
(Jefferson King)
Son, I feel you are having issues with sealing the deal as of late, what's going on?
Thad shrugs.
(T.F.K.)
I signed my Action Wrestling contract the other day and I just got my first match set for Feb. 12th in Vegas… Maybe my game is thrown off a bit because of the hype for taking part in A Dub’s World Title tournament?
(Jefferson King)
So you're nervous? That's normal, it's just a bit of stage fright. I'm not going to tell you to think of people in their underwear because you greased up fudge packers have that under control. So I suggest making the moment seem smaller… Turn that mountain into a molehill, son.
(T.F.K.)
I love the suggestion, but how do you suggest I do that?
(Jefferson King)
I was toying around with your phone the other day and I posted on one of those wrestling Twitters on your behalf… Well as I was on there, I couldn't help but notice how much of a natural you are at getting under people's skin. What does the younger generation call it? Gnoming the internet?
(T.F.K.)
You mean Trolling the internet?
(Jefferson King)
Yeah whatever mythological creature you wanna name it. But still you have done wonders on pissing people off and when you are trolling them, they will not be able to focus on the match at hand.
Thad nods as if Jefferson is on to something.
(Jefferson King)
Son, what makes me a great director is how I see from every angle. That's how you become a great movie maker and it's with that I can see how you can become the success you really want to be.
Thad goes to talk, but Jefferson interrupts him.
(Jefferson King)
Now I wasn't done… I'm not a fan of you oiling yourself for the enjoyment of some drug dealing spic, but if you're happy with making a living with it, then go for it… But you do it like a true King and do it like no other at the highest of quality.
(T.F.K.)
Um well-
Jefferson cuts Thad off again.
(Jefferson King)
Also… Are you really going to pitch this movie character to me? That biker dbag character who spent time in prison in Russia and New York, who has serious mommy and daddy issues… Big John or whatever?
Thad waits to talk and Jefferson hand gestures a get on with it already signal.
(T.F.K.)
I wasn't going to really, just trolling the big ass hat.
(Jefferson King)
Does his size intimidate you? If so I could always tell you the same thing I tell the girls…
Thad rolls his eyes and hand gestures his dad to pump the brakes.
(T.F.K.)
Dad, don't…
(Jefferson King)
Think about it yourself… it'll come to you…
Jefferson pats his son on the back.
(Jefferson King)
Well I did the dad pep talk thing, now I have that young brunette to turn out… Do me a favor though.
(T.F.K.)
What's that?
Jefferson stands up and smiles a cocky smile.
(Jefferson King)
Get those big titty twins some Gatorade… They're gonna need to replenish their electrolytes.
Jefferson chuckles as he walks off, leaving Thad shakes his head a bit impressed with his dad.
Fade out:
Insert screen wash out to a reemerging shot of T.F.K. sitting in a director’s chair wearing a black turtleneck, blue jeans, black chucks, and a black newsboy hat.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Movies come and movies go, but it is those who have won awards or gained a cult following that last forever…
Thad nods along.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
When the Action Wrestling World title tournament is over, it'll be Thaddeus Franklin King who will stand tall, forever remembered as AWs FIRST WORLD CHAMPION.
Thad cringes at the mention of Franklin, causing Craig to break character.
(Craig)
Sorry…
(T.F.K.)
Thank you for the intro… Craig.
Thad smirks a bit knowing how excited Craig just got since Thad used his real name.
(T.F.K.)
You made a great point about movies being remembered when they win awards or gain a cult following… Big John replied to my trolling on the web claiming that he doesn't care about titles and that once I take him out of the tournament that he'll get another shot down the line… Big John isn't a Summer Blockbuster or a Sleeper hit… Big John is lackluster at best and Digger and Tort must have really seen nothing in the man, if they're begging for MY star power to snuff him out.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The Franchise Killer is the measuring stick around Action Wrestling and not even a man named Big John is going to quite measure up.
(T.F.K.)
Take this man who calls himself “Big” John Frost… When I look at my peers I can't help but break down their characters… Big John had to grow up and feel like he had to puff his chest out to spew out false bravado… Think about it, he was a fucked up kid with a tough traumatizing life filled with sexual abuse and a life crammed into a closet locked away. That's why it must've been easy for the guy to thrive in a prison cell… I mean he doesn't have the drawing power of Paul Newman as Cool Hand Luke, but he probably swore to himself that he wasn't going to play the Caretaker in The Longest Yard… If the stories are true, John considers himself an escape artist and that no cell can hold him.
Thad rubs his chin with that Million dollar smile gleaming.
(T.F.K.)
But Big John isn't in a cage match with yours truly, is he? There's no advantage that John can bring to our match that's going to be a difference maker. Some would say, but Thad, doesn't Big John have the size advantage…
Thad waves his finger toward the Godlike camera.
(T.F.K.)
Uh uh, that's what Big John always wanted his victims to think… He aims to intimidate the other guy so he can have his way with them and I guarantee that shit isn't going to fly with me. The A. Dub roster is filled with wrestlers who will wrestle circles around John’s size advantage and I'm going to show everyone that even a famous director’s kid can do the same.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
T.F.K. is going to be the ONE to bring ACTION to Action Wrestling as A. Dub’s personal director. The silver screen will pale in comparison to the theatrical offerings of The Franchise Killer.
(T.F.K.)
Once Big John’s end credits roll… The World will realize that T.F.K. is destined to be their FIRST World Champion and he will become the FACE of Action Wrestling…
Thad cockily smirks and outlines his face with his left index finger.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Because he's the man who had the face your mother will LOVE.
(T.F.K.)
Big John Frost believes I'm going to be all talk and I'm going to play some kind of extra in his personal prison gang bang movie… But he's one biker who will not be given a chance to ride off into the sunset with his head held high. Besides if you hear the guy on the internet, he's already conceding defeat. Must've really come off strong in prison with that kind of approach to a challenge. He probably let himself get taken advantage of you know because that worked so well for him when he was a kid… Is that his genius plan in action? Act like a little bitch and then come back “stronger”? That's the guy who claims I'm too Hollywood and out of touch with reality… Sounds to me like, he's too caught up in being BIG John that he's forgotten what it means to live up to one's hype…
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The wrestling world is made up of men and women who claim to be greater than what they are… Big John is no different and it'll be T.F.K.’s duty to remind Big John how minuscule he really is in Action Wrestling.
(T.F.K.)
First step is snuffing out Big John’s star and then I'm going to move on in this World title tournament to solidify my spot at the TOP. I AM the director and main star of Action Wrestling! Ben Affleck doesn't have shit on me. All of A. Dub was put on notice the moment I said…
Thad cockily smirks.
(T.F.K.)
ACTION! Now play me out, Craig.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The Franchise Killer has done Big John a service by backing his own claims of taking the fall in their match up… What a classy guy T.F.K. is? Now the fans will be holding on to the edge of their seats waiting to see how hard Big John Frost is going to fall. The fans are going to be handed a treat in the form of Big John being disposed of in the flashiest of fashions in the only way a showman like The Franchise Killer can. Be ready A. Dub faithful and praise your soon be FIRST EVER ACTION WRESTLING WORLD CHAMPION!
Craig pauses for the sake of that dramatic build up.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Because he's the ONE with the face your mother will LOVE. He is Thaddeus Franklin King and he is the FACE of Action Wrestling.
Fade out:
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
He has wealth, he has grace, and he has the ladies hanging on to his every word…
The theatrical movie voice guy pauses for a second.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Fine, I'll say it… He is the guy with THE face your mother will love. He IS Thaddeus Fra- Ha ha, I kid… But seriously he is T.F.K. and this is the rooftop of his fun weekend Penthouse apartment in downtown L.A.
The girls start laughing as Thad tells a joke, probably some kind of bad dad joke that the girls force themselves to laugh at to get their greedy fingers deeper into Thad’s pockets.
The Theatrical movie voice guy’s phone starts to ring.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
I am so sorry, Thad, I will turn this off right away… Hello? Yeah baby I'm coming home tonight… Mr. King just had a few things for me to take care of around here first.
The Double D twins start wooooing towards the phone and Theatrical movie voice guy tries to muffle the phone with his hand.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
What was that? Oh it was nothing, just one of those Girls Gone Wild infomercials came on the TV… No, what do you mean those infomercials are on later than it is right now? No, there's not girls here with me.
(In unison The Double D twins)
We are ALL WET! WOOOOOO!
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Baby? Hello? Hello? Oh GOD!
Thad stops motor boating one of the twins and he looks over to see Theatrical movie voice guy crying and staring intently at his phone.
(T.F.K.)
You alright, mi amigo?
The sobs continue and Thad starts to feel bad.
(T.F.K.)
I don't know why I'm about to say this ladies… But I need to make sure my friend is okay. Can we raincheck?
The girls start to pout but they perk up at the sight of Thad’s father walking into the room.
(In unison the Double D twins)
Mr. King!
Mr. King smiles wide as he approaches the girls as Thad looks on embarrassed.
(Jefferson King)
Ladies please, my friends just call me Jefferson.
Jefferson takes both girls by the hand and kisses them ever so gently. Thad evades his eyes watching as Theatrical movie voice guy types away on his phone.
(T.F.K.)
Dude, you gotta pump the brakes a bit, don't come off desperate or you're going to look like a little bitch.
Jefferson gives off a deep laugh.
(Jefferson King)
Ha, yeah listen to Franklin, he's been the bitch many a times.
Jefferson winks at the girls.
(Jefferson King)
Many, many a times.
The girls laugh and Thad still yells at Mr. Butthurt who clings to his phone waiting for a reply.
(T.F.K.)
Movie voice guy…
(Jefferson King)
You do realize he has a real name, right?
Thad snaps back.
(T.F.K.)
Well he's my Theatrical movie voice guy, so I will call him whatever I like.
Jefferson just smirks and shakes his head just before returning his attention back to the inviting twins.
(Jefferson King)
You see… You'd think my son was a gender bender, wouldn't you? One second he plays a pussy and now he's showing how big a DICK he can be. Real classy, son.
Thad hops out of the hot tub grabbing a towel as he goes and he wraps it around his waist.
(T.F.K.)
Get bent, old man river!
(Jefferson King)
Maybe I'll put you in my next movie, Franklin! Glory 2: This time the Hole fights back…
Jefferson laughs and looks at the girls.
(Jefferson King)
Funny? Or is it too lengthy?
Jefferson chuckles some more.
(Jefferson King)
I'm kidding, I'm sure you girls haven't complained about too much length before, am I right?
The Double D twins laugh in unison.
(Jefferson King)
Speaking of such, how about you ladies let me dry you off by my fireplace in my room?
The girls chipperly jump out of the water, showing the full show to Jefferson with Thad and Theatrical movie voice guy in awe behind them.
(Jefferson King)
Well how about that, the same birthmark, you two really are twins.
Jefferson nods to Thad with a big cocky grin on his face.
(Jefferson King)
It's good to be The King dick around here, son. Remember that!
Jefferson escorts the sopping wet girls into the other room and Thad shakes his head.
(T.F.K.)
The hell, man? I could be the one showing these girls my Mr. Miyagi, wax on techniques… Instead I'm gonna be Han Soloing it to my Princess Lea poster later… All because I felt bad about your bitch ass…
Theatrical movie voice guy finally breaks his focus away from his phone to speak one simple shaky word.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Craig…
(T.F.K.)
Craig? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
That's my name… it's Craig.
(T.F.K.)
Okay, Craig, don't ruin a good thing here. You're MY Theatrical movie voice guy and Craig is such a lame name. Hell, it has a List named after it…
Craig nods.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
You're right… Maybe that's why my wife and I haven't had relations in 5 months. Because I'm a lame ass with a lame ass name.
The godlike camera moves in closer with a Dawnson’s Creek heartfelt moment about to go down.
(T.F.K.)
Listen, I didn't mean anything by saying your name was lame. I just know a few Craigs who are total twat waffles who deserved a cunt punt more times than not. I'm sure your wife will come around… I mean unless someone else is laying the pipe which could be very possible considering you're with me as much as you are.
Craig's eyes start to widen and water as Thad continues to destroy the heartfelt moment.
(T.F.K.)
You haven't watched Desperate Housewives? That show is legit and it really does speak volumes of how those chicks operate… I mean I'm not saying your wife is a cheating whore, but I'm not saying she isn't either.
Thad laughs and elbows Craig a bit.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
You're a real ass hole, you know that?
Thad smiles approvingly.
(T.F.K.)
Sounds like I'm your pussy ass dick, then Craig.
Craig rolls his eyes.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Whatever man, I should probably get home to Clara, if I in fact have a home to come home to, anyway.
(T.F.K.)
Everything is going to be fine, man. Go into my study, grab my Kamasutra book for dummies and go blow her mind.
Craig goes to speak, but figures why the hell not as he exits the room. Thad moves back to the hot tub as the Godlike camera follows him.
(T.F.K.)
I'm worth billions of dollars and my dad still finds a way to steal girls away from me. Aren't girls supposed to dig this sensitive guy bull shit? I helped a friend who’s probably about to go home to do the barrel of monkeys pose with his future ex-wife Clara…
Thad moves closer to the hot tub jets.
(T.F.K.)
I suppose my night is going to consist of turning the jets on high.
A knock on the door is followed by a young short haired brunette in black glasses walking toward the hot tub.
(Young brunette)
Hi?
(T.F.K.)
Uh, hello?
The young woman is wearing a tight fitting red dress that accentuates each curve perfectly and her innocent smile puts Thad at ease.
(Young brunette)
My name is Nikki, Craig let me in… I was supposed to come here for a meeting with Jefferson King. Is he around?
Thad smiles a sheepishly smile.
(T.F.K.)
Actually, I am Mr. King…
Nikki looks confused.
(Nikki)
Oh, heh I thought you'd be taller…
Thad smirks.
(T.F.K.)
I get that all the time… Say, what about this meeting of ours, huh?
Nikki looks around and shakes her head for a second.
(Nikki)
No disrespect, Mr. King, but I'd rather do it in a less intimate setting if we could.
Thad nods in agreement.
(T.F.K.)
Alright, alright I can see how this would be the less professional route, shall we retire to the casting couch?
(Nikki)
I suppose that'd be best.
Thad leaps out of the hot tub and drapes a towel around his waist in one fell swoop. He winks at Nikki just before leading her into the living room where a long white leather couch sits with red plush pillows on either side of it. Thad takes a seat and Nikki slowly joins him.
(T.F.K.)
So which of my many films are you looking for a role in again?
(Nikki)
Well I know the titles are never legit until the shooting begins, but your ad said it was called Double Click… I'm assuming it's a sequel to the Adam Sandler movie, Click.
(T.F.K.)
Fuck, Adam Sandler? Seriously?
(Nikki)
Well yeah, of course. He's hilarious, Mr. King.
Thad rolls his eyes.
(T.F.K.)
Right, well shoot, what role are you looking to play?
Nikki smiles and flips her hair behind her right ear.
(Nikki)
Isn't it obvious? A younger Kate Beckinsale.
Thad nods and looks Nikki up and down.
(T.F.K.)
Well I can definitely see the resemblance.
(Nikki)
Your ad said you were looking for a younger Kate Beckinsale, so what do you say, do I meet your qualifications?
Thad hand gestures Nikki to pump the brakes.
(T.F.K.)
You're moving fast, Nikki, I haven't even seen how you play your parts yet.
Nikki scoots closer to Thad and she touches his left leg.
(Nikki)
Don't be coy with me. I know why they call this a casting couch…
Thad smirks.
(T.F.K.)
You have brains and beauty I see.
(Nikki)
Most brunettes do they say… So which part am I auditioning for?
Nikki moves her hand up Thad’s leg. Before Thad can capitalize on his little game, Jefferson King walks out of his room shirtless with a white robe showing off his silver fox chest hair underneath.
(Jefferson King)
Now those twins definitely have what it takes to star in my films.
Jefferson notices Nikki sitting on the couch with Thad.
(Jefferson King)
And what beauty do we have here, son?
(Nikki)
Son? Wait a minute… You're not Jefferson King the movie director?
Jefferson bellows in laughter.
(Jefferson King)
Ha, no that's my son who greases himself up in his skivvies to wrestle around with other men in a wrestling ring. It looks to be the only action he's getting anytime soon…
(T.F.K.)
Damn it dad!
(Nikki)
I feel so foolish… I wasn't even going to come on to him, I wanted to be professional...
Jefferson grabs Nikki by the hand and helps her off the couch.
(Jefferson King)
I'm sorry my idiot son tried to trick you and to let your guard down, but I do have to say… You have a striking resemblance to one Kate Beckinsale.
Nikki changes her tune blushing a bit and she begins to play with her hair.
(Nikki)
You really think so, Mr. King?
Jefferson kisses Nikki’s hand and flashes her a welcoming smile.
(Jefferson King)
Call me Jefferson, sweetheart.
(Nikki)
Okay Jefferson, mind if we talk about an audition then?
(Jefferson King)
Sure thing, how about you head into the dining room and i'll be in there after I give my son here a good talking to?
(Nikki)
I can do that, thank you so much Jefferson.
Nikki smiles then shoots Thad a resting bitch face worthy scowl, before heading off. Jefferson takes a seat next to Thad with his legs crossed showing off his God’s gift underneath his robe, causing Thad to look away.
(T.F.K.)
Dad, do you mind?
Jefferson chuckles and tucks himself away.
(Jefferson King)
Son, I feel you are having issues with sealing the deal as of late, what's going on?
Thad shrugs.
(T.F.K.)
I signed my Action Wrestling contract the other day and I just got my first match set for Feb. 12th in Vegas… Maybe my game is thrown off a bit because of the hype for taking part in A Dub’s World Title tournament?
(Jefferson King)
So you're nervous? That's normal, it's just a bit of stage fright. I'm not going to tell you to think of people in their underwear because you greased up fudge packers have that under control. So I suggest making the moment seem smaller… Turn that mountain into a molehill, son.
(T.F.K.)
I love the suggestion, but how do you suggest I do that?
(Jefferson King)
I was toying around with your phone the other day and I posted on one of those wrestling Twitters on your behalf… Well as I was on there, I couldn't help but notice how much of a natural you are at getting under people's skin. What does the younger generation call it? Gnoming the internet?
(T.F.K.)
You mean Trolling the internet?
(Jefferson King)
Yeah whatever mythological creature you wanna name it. But still you have done wonders on pissing people off and when you are trolling them, they will not be able to focus on the match at hand.
Thad nods as if Jefferson is on to something.
(Jefferson King)
Son, what makes me a great director is how I see from every angle. That's how you become a great movie maker and it's with that I can see how you can become the success you really want to be.
Thad goes to talk, but Jefferson interrupts him.
(Jefferson King)
Now I wasn't done… I'm not a fan of you oiling yourself for the enjoyment of some drug dealing spic, but if you're happy with making a living with it, then go for it… But you do it like a true King and do it like no other at the highest of quality.
(T.F.K.)
Um well-
Jefferson cuts Thad off again.
(Jefferson King)
Also… Are you really going to pitch this movie character to me? That biker dbag character who spent time in prison in Russia and New York, who has serious mommy and daddy issues… Big John or whatever?
Thad waits to talk and Jefferson hand gestures a get on with it already signal.
(T.F.K.)
I wasn't going to really, just trolling the big ass hat.
(Jefferson King)
Does his size intimidate you? If so I could always tell you the same thing I tell the girls…
Thad rolls his eyes and hand gestures his dad to pump the brakes.
(T.F.K.)
Dad, don't…
(Jefferson King)
Think about it yourself… it'll come to you…
Jefferson pats his son on the back.
(Jefferson King)
Well I did the dad pep talk thing, now I have that young brunette to turn out… Do me a favor though.
(T.F.K.)
What's that?
Jefferson stands up and smiles a cocky smile.
(Jefferson King)
Get those big titty twins some Gatorade… They're gonna need to replenish their electrolytes.
Jefferson chuckles as he walks off, leaving Thad shakes his head a bit impressed with his dad.
Fade out:
Insert screen wash out to a reemerging shot of T.F.K. sitting in a director’s chair wearing a black turtleneck, blue jeans, black chucks, and a black newsboy hat.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Movies come and movies go, but it is those who have won awards or gained a cult following that last forever…
Thad nods along.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
When the Action Wrestling World title tournament is over, it'll be Thaddeus Franklin King who will stand tall, forever remembered as AWs FIRST WORLD CHAMPION.
Thad cringes at the mention of Franklin, causing Craig to break character.
(Craig)
Sorry…
(T.F.K.)
Thank you for the intro… Craig.
Thad smirks a bit knowing how excited Craig just got since Thad used his real name.
(T.F.K.)
You made a great point about movies being remembered when they win awards or gain a cult following… Big John replied to my trolling on the web claiming that he doesn't care about titles and that once I take him out of the tournament that he'll get another shot down the line… Big John isn't a Summer Blockbuster or a Sleeper hit… Big John is lackluster at best and Digger and Tort must have really seen nothing in the man, if they're begging for MY star power to snuff him out.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The Franchise Killer is the measuring stick around Action Wrestling and not even a man named Big John is going to quite measure up.
(T.F.K.)
Take this man who calls himself “Big” John Frost… When I look at my peers I can't help but break down their characters… Big John had to grow up and feel like he had to puff his chest out to spew out false bravado… Think about it, he was a fucked up kid with a tough traumatizing life filled with sexual abuse and a life crammed into a closet locked away. That's why it must've been easy for the guy to thrive in a prison cell… I mean he doesn't have the drawing power of Paul Newman as Cool Hand Luke, but he probably swore to himself that he wasn't going to play the Caretaker in The Longest Yard… If the stories are true, John considers himself an escape artist and that no cell can hold him.
Thad rubs his chin with that Million dollar smile gleaming.
(T.F.K.)
But Big John isn't in a cage match with yours truly, is he? There's no advantage that John can bring to our match that's going to be a difference maker. Some would say, but Thad, doesn't Big John have the size advantage…
Thad waves his finger toward the Godlike camera.
(T.F.K.)
Uh uh, that's what Big John always wanted his victims to think… He aims to intimidate the other guy so he can have his way with them and I guarantee that shit isn't going to fly with me. The A. Dub roster is filled with wrestlers who will wrestle circles around John’s size advantage and I'm going to show everyone that even a famous director’s kid can do the same.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
T.F.K. is going to be the ONE to bring ACTION to Action Wrestling as A. Dub’s personal director. The silver screen will pale in comparison to the theatrical offerings of The Franchise Killer.
(T.F.K.)
Once Big John’s end credits roll… The World will realize that T.F.K. is destined to be their FIRST World Champion and he will become the FACE of Action Wrestling…
Thad cockily smirks and outlines his face with his left index finger.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Because he's the man who had the face your mother will LOVE.
(T.F.K.)
Big John Frost believes I'm going to be all talk and I'm going to play some kind of extra in his personal prison gang bang movie… But he's one biker who will not be given a chance to ride off into the sunset with his head held high. Besides if you hear the guy on the internet, he's already conceding defeat. Must've really come off strong in prison with that kind of approach to a challenge. He probably let himself get taken advantage of you know because that worked so well for him when he was a kid… Is that his genius plan in action? Act like a little bitch and then come back “stronger”? That's the guy who claims I'm too Hollywood and out of touch with reality… Sounds to me like, he's too caught up in being BIG John that he's forgotten what it means to live up to one's hype…
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The wrestling world is made up of men and women who claim to be greater than what they are… Big John is no different and it'll be T.F.K.’s duty to remind Big John how minuscule he really is in Action Wrestling.
(T.F.K.)
First step is snuffing out Big John’s star and then I'm going to move on in this World title tournament to solidify my spot at the TOP. I AM the director and main star of Action Wrestling! Ben Affleck doesn't have shit on me. All of A. Dub was put on notice the moment I said…
Thad cockily smirks.
(T.F.K.)
ACTION! Now play me out, Craig.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The Franchise Killer has done Big John a service by backing his own claims of taking the fall in their match up… What a classy guy T.F.K. is? Now the fans will be holding on to the edge of their seats waiting to see how hard Big John Frost is going to fall. The fans are going to be handed a treat in the form of Big John being disposed of in the flashiest of fashions in the only way a showman like The Franchise Killer can. Be ready A. Dub faithful and praise your soon be FIRST EVER ACTION WRESTLING WORLD CHAMPION!
Craig pauses for the sake of that dramatic build up.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Because he's the ONE with the face your mother will LOVE. He is Thaddeus Franklin King and he is the FACE of Action Wrestling.
Fade out: