Maynard
04-24-2011, 08:31 AM
..The scene opens with a taxi pulling up to the Sun Arena. The car parks and the back door immeadiately flies open.
A frustraded, sweat drenched Maynard bursts out the car with his bags in hand, slamming the door behind him.
Maynard: "Next time you decide to drive a vehicle, try opening your fucking eyes!"
Cab Driver: "Oh yes sa Mista Maynard sa!"
Maynard begins to head toward the arena but jumps when he hears the cab driver lay on the horn. He turns back to the car
with rage in his eyes and mutters slowly-
"Did I forget something?"
Cab Driver: "Umm how you say.. TEEP!"
"Teep?"
"Hai!"
"What the hell is a teep?
The little yellow man extends his arm out the window with his palm upward.
Cab Driver: "You know.. monies! Teep!
"Oh! You mean a tip!? Why I oughta-"
Cab Driver: "Hai! Teep! What I says!"
Maynard drops his bags and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a 20 dollar bill.
"Look guy, this is all I got and it's really gonna break me to give this to you.. but-"
Cab Driver: "Oh thank you Mister Maynard Sa!"
He reaches out to grab the 20, but Maynard jerks it back out of his reach, grabbing the driver by the wrist and pulling
him halfway out the window. He begins to punch him with his free hand while shouting-
"What is wrong with you!"
WHACK!
"You must be out your god damned mind!"
WHAM!
"I have to ride in the car with your ass for THIRTY minutes and we get in nearly TEN wrecks, you don't know where
you're even going, seeing as you made about SIX U-turns! You listen to crappy pop music AND you smell like a
skunk, that was eaten by and elephant, then SHIT on top of a pile of rotting corpse! AND NOW YOU WANT A TIP!?"
Maynard slings the banged up cabbie back into his car, grabs his bags, and heads into the arena. As he bursts through
the door, he is greated by a small japanese boy who steps in front of him, weilding nothing but a smile from ear to ear.
Door Boy: "Shoes?"
"Not interested."
Maynard shoves past the boy, almost knocking him to the ground. He continues to storm through the empty arena..
"Two weeks sober.. I was feelin' great! ..and then I land in this hell hole. The people of this city are insane and
the radiation in the air is making my skin crawl. I swear, I feel a relapse coming on.. and if it doesnt happen
soon..well..May god bless the next man to step in my path."
He continues to franticly walk the arena, until he finally comes to what seems to be the bar..
"You've gotta be kidding.. CLOSED?!"
Maynard slams his fist into the wall hard enough to make his knuckles begin to bleed. He winces and shakes his hand in
pain.
"Well look out Japan and EWE, I'm here, I'm sober and I'm severly pissed off! Stay the hell out of my way or be prepared to get
shit on."
The camera fades to black as Maynard turns away and begins searching for his room..
A frustraded, sweat drenched Maynard bursts out the car with his bags in hand, slamming the door behind him.
Maynard: "Next time you decide to drive a vehicle, try opening your fucking eyes!"
Cab Driver: "Oh yes sa Mista Maynard sa!"
Maynard begins to head toward the arena but jumps when he hears the cab driver lay on the horn. He turns back to the car
with rage in his eyes and mutters slowly-
"Did I forget something?"
Cab Driver: "Umm how you say.. TEEP!"
"Teep?"
"Hai!"
"What the hell is a teep?
The little yellow man extends his arm out the window with his palm upward.
Cab Driver: "You know.. monies! Teep!
"Oh! You mean a tip!? Why I oughta-"
Cab Driver: "Hai! Teep! What I says!"
Maynard drops his bags and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a 20 dollar bill.
"Look guy, this is all I got and it's really gonna break me to give this to you.. but-"
Cab Driver: "Oh thank you Mister Maynard Sa!"
He reaches out to grab the 20, but Maynard jerks it back out of his reach, grabbing the driver by the wrist and pulling
him halfway out the window. He begins to punch him with his free hand while shouting-
"What is wrong with you!"
WHACK!
"You must be out your god damned mind!"
WHAM!
"I have to ride in the car with your ass for THIRTY minutes and we get in nearly TEN wrecks, you don't know where
you're even going, seeing as you made about SIX U-turns! You listen to crappy pop music AND you smell like a
skunk, that was eaten by and elephant, then SHIT on top of a pile of rotting corpse! AND NOW YOU WANT A TIP!?"
Maynard slings the banged up cabbie back into his car, grabs his bags, and heads into the arena. As he bursts through
the door, he is greated by a small japanese boy who steps in front of him, weilding nothing but a smile from ear to ear.
Door Boy: "Shoes?"
"Not interested."
Maynard shoves past the boy, almost knocking him to the ground. He continues to storm through the empty arena..
"Two weeks sober.. I was feelin' great! ..and then I land in this hell hole. The people of this city are insane and
the radiation in the air is making my skin crawl. I swear, I feel a relapse coming on.. and if it doesnt happen
soon..well..May god bless the next man to step in my path."
He continues to franticly walk the arena, until he finally comes to what seems to be the bar..
"You've gotta be kidding.. CLOSED?!"
Maynard slams his fist into the wall hard enough to make his knuckles begin to bleed. He winces and shakes his hand in
pain.
"Well look out Japan and EWE, I'm here, I'm sober and I'm severly pissed off! Stay the hell out of my way or be prepared to get
shit on."
The camera fades to black as Maynard turns away and begins searching for his room..