{The scene opens up in a hotel building inside of London, England where the camera is shown scanning through a hallway...then one of the doors opens, door number 2036. Suddenly Justin Owens comes tumbling out and sets himself up straight, he's not wearing a shirt and has the top button of his pants unbuttoned...his shirt gets thrown at him as he catches it and smiles and then walks down the hall... Then Ayeaka strolls up to the front of the door with a smile on her face buttoning up her shirt...as she shuts the door....the camera then follows Justin Owens down the hall as his cell phone rings...} Justin: King of England, Justin Owens... Shane: Hey, this is Shane... Did you hear about Ryan and BG? (Justin walks further down the hallway and hits the button for the elevator) Justin: No, what happened this time? I swear if they vandalized any more of my country... (Shane laughs) Shane: Nope, not unless you count a police car as part of your country... But, they want me to go pick them up from jail... Ryan said something about not telling his wife... Anyway, I'd go but I'm a little short on cash right now... (The elevator door rings and Justin gets inside and looks in his wallet) Justin: Fuck man those dudes owe me, I'm serious...I'll go with you, where you at right now? Shane: I'm about two blocks from your crib bro... I'll be there in like five minutes... (Justin gets out of the elevator and realizes he's not home...but he doesn't want to tell Shane what happened...) Justin: Uhhhh dude how about we meet at the jail? (Shane laughs) Shane: What's wrong man, you scared to tell your boy what went down with that Ayeaka chick... Come on man, did you hit that or what? Justin: Dude let's focus on one thing at a time okay? Let's meet up at the jail and get our boys out, once that happens we can figure shit out okay? Shane: Okay bro, whatever... (Justin just laughs) Justin: Okay man, I'll meet you there (Justin hangs up his phone and heads out the doors and gets inside his 2003 Supra and drives off...the scene fades and reopens with Justin Owens walking into the front office of the jail where Shane Taylor is waiting for him) Justin: How much is it? Shane: I think Ryan said it was like 1000 pounds... Justin: Fuck, how much is that American? Like 2000 dollars right? Shane: Shit dude, you're the king of England... You should know that shit... (Justin realizes this and stands up straight) Justin: Yeah I know dude... (Justin reaches into his wallet and realizes he doesn't have that much...he looks around and pulls out his check book...) Justin: Ryan better pay me back for this Shane: The guy is loaded man... I'm sure he'll pay you back... If not BG's like your new dad or whatever, he'll have it covered... Justin: Funny, I'm getting tired of hearing that, he's just a "mentor" type thing you know? I mean shit he's the best damn wrestler in this place beyond The Trilogy, so why not you know? (Justin reaches down and fills out the check and hands it to the lady who does all the necessary work and then leads them down the hall and through a door where they see Brian and Ryan) Ryan: It's about time... Justin: About time? What did you morons do this time to get put away? Brian: Hey for once it's not my fault... (Brian looks at Ryan who's almost in shock) Brian: Okay some of it was (Ryan just shakes his head...) Ryan: If this fool would have kept his mask on, maybe we wouldn't be in here right now... But NOOO!!!! He had to take the damn thing off... (Brian hits Ryan in the arm as Shane and Justin just stand there confused.) Shane: Mask? Ryan: We'll explain later man... Let's get out of here... Justin: Agreed (All four men go outside as Shane's cell phone rings) Shane: Hey girl, what's up? (Silence) Shane: Cheat on you? Damo has me banned from sex... How the fuck can I cheat on you, I can't even have sex! (All three men laugh as Shane tries to tell them to be quiet...) Shane: Look, you knew I was a playa when I meant you, but if you want to get together tonight I'm down... (Ryan starts to say something but is cut off by Shane...) Shane: Alright Amber, I'll be there in about 15 minutes... Bye.. (Shane hangs up the cell phone and smiles...) Ryan: Dude, you better not... Shane: Relax man, she's pissed at me... I probably couldn't even if I tried... (Ryan just looks at him...) Shane: Okay, I probably could... But, don't worry man... Ryan: Don't worry? What about that chick in the gym? Shane: I didn't do anything man, she was married... Ryan: Oh, and that's stopped you before? (Shane just grins...) Ryan: Seriously though man, follow the rules... I need you in this Tag Team Turmoil shit... (Shane nods and starts to walk towards his car... Suddenly he stops...) Shane: Justin, you said you'd tell me what went down with Ayeaka, now what happened man? Did you fuck or what? (Justin smiles) Justin: You can leave that shit to your imagination bro...I'm not saying anything until I get her permission...but for starters... (Justin whispers something into Shane's ear) Justin: That should hold you (Shane smiles as Ryan and Brian look confused...) Shane: Shit dude, I knew you were a fucking pimp... Catch you guys later... (Shane gets in his car and drives away...) Ryan: Ayeaka? Isn't that Barty's girl? (Justin looks at Brian and Ryan and laughs) Justin: Your point? Dude I never said we did anything...it's all up to your imagination Ryan: Yeah, well I've been known to have a sexual imagination... Justin: Then you can go ahead and use it if you feel like it... Brian: Why should we use it when you can just straight up tell us dude... (Justin looks at Brian and Ryan closer...) Justin: Why are you two wearing all black? Ryan: Long story man... First we got some sugar and... Wait, don't change the subject! Like my boy Shane said, did you fuck or not? (Justin laughs and gets in his car...) Justin: You guys getting in or not? (The two fight for position to sit shotgun and Ryan wins it and gets inside...Brian gets in the back-seat very pissed off...) Ryan: Dude, give us some details...We're your boys remember... (Justin revs the car into gear and backs out and then turns into the street and takes off...) Justin: Dude I am not going to say anything until I talk to her about it okay? I mean the last thing I need is her on my ass about me saying shit...besides right now Barty is the last person I want on my ass Ryan: Dude, fuck Barty... Why the hell should you care if he's on your ass or not? I mean, the fucker can barely walk... And this Sunday me and Shane are going to finish the job... So don't sweat Barty man... Justin: It's not that I sweat Barty in the ring or all that shit, but it's just damn dude, that's the last thing i need on my personal life is Barty's bitch ass crying and non sense...it's not worth my time Ryan: But dude, you don't understand... Everyone's been trying to get those panties... Even your partner, P-X... (Ryan grins) Ryan: That's why you ain't saying shit... (Justin just keeps driving trying not to pay attention but Ryan continues to hit his seat and wheel) Justin: Dude that's not why, I really hope that it won't affect how me and PX beat the living hell out of Scott Lesnar's goofy ass, cause that's the only person I'm really gunnin for right now, Outsider Stone is a punk... Brian: A stupid punk at that, he is one dumb mother fucker Ryan: Fuck those guys man... We're almost at my house... I have to think about what the hell I'm going to tell Kate... I was only supposed to be gone for an hour... Justin: It's hard to simply say "Fuck them" when they are the men you have to go up against this Sunday night man, I mean given they aren't talented, they talk about absolutely nothing and they do things that fourth graders couldn't even be proud of, so in all honesty I'm not "sweating" them at all, I'm just mearly remembering that I have a match with them and if they want to talk shit let them... Not like I care, I'm the King of fucking England man, I own this damn country, those two men should be on their knees begging for forgiveness right now before I decide to go mid-evil on their ass...trust me man, I got connections up in this joint (Ryan and Brian look at each other and laugh) Ryan: Whatever man, just don't say shit about us being arrested to Kate man... Justin: As long as you pay my ass back for me bailing you out, we're set Ryan: Yeah, I'll pay you back... If, you tell me what happened with Ayeaka... Justin: So you wanted me to tell Kate right? Ryan: Shit... Okay dude... (Ryan pulls out his wallet and hands Justin his half of the bail...) Ryan: I should've made BG pay my half too... He's the one who got us into this shit... Brian: Shut up man! (Justin laughs and pulls up to Ryan's driveway...Brian pulls out his wallet and gives Justin the other half as Justin smiles...) Justin: Nice doing business with ya guys (They pull into Ryan's driveway and they all walk into the house... Kate is sitting on the couch with her legs crossed...) Kate: Where have you been Ryan? Ryan: Well, me and BG meant up with Owens and we just went chill at his crib for a little while... Kate: Okay then, but you should've called... Justin: That's my fault Kate, I had some stuff goin on and the lines were all tied up, sorry about that (Kate gets up and walks into her bedroom... They all find a place to sit and sigh in relief as the front door opens. Everyone looks in confusion. They wait to find out who's coming in. Finally Shane comes from behind the door) Shane: It's no burglar... It's just me.... Now tell me something.... What the fuck did you guys do now....? (Ryan panics...) Ryan: Uhh... I don't know what you mean bro... But, why are you here? I thought you were going meet Amber? (Shane takes a deep breath) Shane: This is the deal.... She tells me to meet her back at her place. I even got there five minutes early. And when I get there. The lights are out and no one's home.... Bitch stood me up... (Looks at Ryan) Shane: Dude, you're lucky "you know who" isn't home... Because I know good and well if she heard you two were arrested.... Again! She'd blow her top.. (Ryan's face tells the story as Kate comes out from the hall...) Kate: Chillen at Owens' place, huh? Ryan: Good job Shane... Kate: And Justin, you lied to me? I'd expect it from Brian and Ryan... But you? (Justin doesn't say anything...Shane laughs) Shane: Busted, huh? I'm sorry guys... I thought she wasn't here.... (Kate looks at Shane...) Kate: So, you were going to lie to me too? I can't believe you guys! You all have big matches... Hell, you guys are probably the four most important people in WuW and all you can do is fool around all day! Ryan: Hey, we went to the gym yesterday! (Kate just stares at Ryan as he hangs his head...) Brian: What we did? (Kate then glares at Brian who quickly points to Justin) Justin: What the hell I didn't say anything... Kate: Get out! All of you! Ryan: Not again baby... I was hoping to see that new night gown tonight... (Kate looks at Ryan like she's about to kill him...) Kate: I said get out! (All 4 men hang their heads and walk outside...) Ryan: Good job Brian... Brian: Wait no! It's not my fault this time! Shane is the one who opened his big mouth! And why did you have to add the night gown bit...she didn't see us remember! (Ryan just shakes his head.) Shane: Shit, it's not my fault... For one, I thought, "Maybe, she even knew." But then again... I didn't even know she was home... And it's not my fault. I'm not the one who got arrested ... again.... (Shane looks at his watch) Shane: I know this isn't me, but I'm gonna jet... Might call it an early night or something.... (Ryan looks at Shane) Ryan: Later bro... And you better not break those damn rules... I know you're going back to Amber's crib... Justin: For real bro, keep the damn snake in the cage Shane: Nah.... Maybe go dancing.... (Shane laughs and Ryan just shakes his head...) Ryan: I'm serious bro... Don't fuck around... Justin: Literally Shane: Don't worry man.... Damo has nothing on me and still won't.... Worse case scenario is, I get a girls number... And when the ban is off, I'll call em up and bang the fuck out of them..... Ryan: Good... Catch you later bro... Shane: Later guys (Shane gets into his red BMW and drives off) Brian: So know what Ryan? I mean Shane gets our asses kicked out of the house and then bails on us, we are stuck here outside...AGAIN with nowhere to go...AGAIN...at least Owens is with us this time... (They both look at Owens) Justin: Fine, damnit we can chill at my place if you want... Ryan: I thought you'd never ask bro... Let's roll... I could use a beer right about now... (Justin, Brian and Ryan all get inside Justin's Supra and head out into the road as the scene fades out...it fades back in with them stepping into Owens' place...) Justin: Grab yourselves some beer and toss me one (Ryan heads straight for the fridge and opens it up...) Ryan: What the fuck!?!? Could this day get any worse... You're out of beer... (Justin stops and looks at him like he's insane...) Justin: No fucking way, you both bought me 24 packs... Brian: Yeah dude look harder Ryan: Dude, we bought you those 24 packs like a week ago... (Justin looks around as Brian and Ryan are staring at him) Justin: What? It's not just me I've had friends over and shit... Brian: You just moved here, what kind of...you know forget it, I'll take whatever you have...give me a glass or water or some shit Justin: I'm not your damn slave get it yourself... (Ryan laughs as Brian gets up and grabs himself a glass of water...) Brian: Damn this is weird...all three of us are partners and shit, but we all have different matches in the same tournament Ryan: For real man... Wouldn't it be some crazy ass shit if we all ended up facing each other? (Ryan stops for a second...) Ryan: Dude, I think Damo's up to something... I mean, me and Shane signed up... Then Brian picked that bi... (Brian looks at Ryan) Ryan: He picked Kross... But, why did he have to throw Owens and P-X in there? I think he's wants us all to face each other... Justin: Wouldn't shock me, but guys, in order for us to face each other in the tournament down the road we have to win our matches, I know that for a fact Lesnar and Stone know they aren't going to get many chances to succeed in the ring, or life in general for that matter, so they are going to bring their A game, but when it all is said and done they are going to walk out in worse shape than when they came in, it's going to take a lot more than to kiss that rich fucker Damo's ass to beat Justin Owens and PX...I mean dude, Stone was nothing in ECWL right BG? (BG nods) Justin: And well Lesnar hasn't done anything in this damn place since I've been here, so I'm not stressin' those two guys one bit Ryan: For real man... It just sucks... I mean, my opponents haven't even cut any promos... We're in the fucking main event and Prime Time and Barty haven't said shit... How the hell am I supposed to diss someone who won't say shit? Justin: I have no time dissing either one of them, but lucky for me the two low life rejects that I'm facing who take pleasure in acting like complete morons for some reason won't go away! I mean God Stone is strictly pulling a Chris Violence, and Brian knows what that's about... Brian: You mean kissing the other man's ass? (Justin smiles) Justin: Exactly, all Stone does is kiss up to Lesnar and all Lesnar does is kiss up to Damo, it's pathetic (Ryan laughs) Ryan: Yeah... Dude, I got a feeling that this Sunday is going to be another Trilogy night... Wait, when was it not a Trilogy night? Brian: Yeah you guys get all the glory, wait until my hit list starts getting popular dude, I mean Chris Violence was already struck by it, I got a pin-fall victory over his ass last week, the list will just keep getting bigger and bigger... Ryan: For real man, fuck Chris Violence... And that Korval dude or whatever... (Ryan looks down and sees that Owens just brought the new WuW PS2 game...) Ryan: Hey dude, you got HOH2? I heard that game kicks ass, you want to play? Justin: As long as I'm not Justin and your not PX and we're not facing Lesnar and Stone I'm totally fine with that, they did that shit in their promo... (Ryan looks confused) Ryan: They actually played the game in their promo? Shit dude, I was just bored... It's not like I could ask for a beer... (Justin just shakes his head) Justin: Don't remind me man...but yeah they did, pretty sad shit Ryan: Dude, isn't there like a store right down the road? Let's go buy some man... Justin: Dude you can but my ass is to lazy to get up off my freaking recliner.... (BG stands up) Brian: I'm down to go, man I need to get fucked up Ryan: Good, make sure you get Skky Blue... (Brian stops and laughs) Brian: Fuck that shit dude your going with me bitch Ryan: Fuck, if I'm going Owens is coming too... (Owens shakes his head) Justin: I told you my ass isn't...what the fu... (Brian grabs Owens and yanks him up as he stumbles to his feet...) Justin: Thanks DICK Ryan: Now, let's roll... (All three men walk out the door and towards Owens' car and BG quickly hops in the front seat... Ryan shrugs and jumps into the driver seat... Justin just stands there and looks at him...) Ryan: Dude, give me the keys... Brian: This could get ugly (Brian sits back and laughs) Justin: Ryan get your accident prone ass out of my driver seat man...don't' make me kick your ass or call the queen or something... Ryan: Kick my ass? (Ryan laughs) Ryan: Dude, this thing doesn't look that hard to drive... Come on bro, let me drive... The store isn't far... (Justin stands there frozen) Justin: I swear to God if you mess up my clutch or scratch the shit, I'm gonna kick your ass... Ryan: Give me the keys... (Justin reaches into his pocket and reluctantly gives Ryan the keys and hops in the back...Ryan starts the car and the music starts bumpin as Ryan backs out of the driveway and turns to leave when he kills it...Justin is in the back-seat pissed off as Brian is laughing up front) Brian: You dumbass! Justin: Man let me drive! You can't even drive a damn stick shift Ryan: Dude, I got this... I've been playing Gran Turismo 3... I'm getting used to the stick shift... Justin: Oh dear God (Justin gets out of the car and walks outside the car and opens the driver side...) Justin: Get in the back... (Ryan finally laughs it off and gets out and gets in the back as Justin gets in the drivers seat and revs the engine and drives off as the scene fades...it reopens in the parking lot which is empty of the local store) Brian: Maybe they're just dead right now... Ryan: Fuck man, this store better be open... I need a beer... Let's get out and check it out... (They all get out of the car and Ryan walks up to the door and pulls on it, but it's locked...) Ryan: Fuck, I can't believe this shit... Brian: Here, just bang on it a few times, it'll jar open...trust me I've done this back in the states... (Brian revs back and kicks the door as it shakes but doesn't break...Brian looks confused) Brian: Well I'm out of options Ryan: Damn it, I don't know how Shane does this shit... I need a beer! (Ryan takes a few steps back and runs into the door shoulder first... It doesn't budge) Ryan: Shit, Owens you try... (Owens walks backwards and is about to run when suddenly they hear Sirens...) Brian: You have got to be shitting me... (Suddenly three cop cars pull up and come to a skidding halt...) Cop: Put your hands in the...no way is that you two again? Ryan: Fuck!!! Good Job King... Justin: What? It's not my fault! (The cops close in as the scene fades out and reopens in an all to familiar scene...) Brian: Hey Ryan look on the bright side...it wasn't my fault this time... (Ryan nods but Justin cuts in) Justin: Yeah it was...it was your idea to kick the door! (Brian glares at Justin as Ryan laughs) Brian: Thank you Captain Obvious... Ryan: Now, who in the hell is going to bail us out... Kate's already pissed... Justin: Shane's got our back right? (complete silence goes over everyone) Justin: Right? Ryan: Right... {Ryan puts his hands over his face and lays back on the bed as the scene fades to black...}