(Tony Valentino and his agent, Mr.Gold, are sitting comfortably on a private plane. Gold sips on a glass of wine as Tony flips through what seems to be a brand new script for an upcoming movie. He goes over a few lines with Mr.Gold who then reassures Tony about the movie)
Gold: I'm glad your getting back in your Hollywood mind set Big T. I know how hard it was for you to make that decision.
Valentino: I will always have love for both sides, but you know as well as anyone, when an oppertunity comes around then take it. Thanks again for getting me this part, I really need something to get my mind off of losing that four way dance.
Gold: Hey, listen to me. Don't feel bad about losing, that match was insane! Bodies were flying all over the place, all three of you really gave it all you had. It's amazing that everyone survived.
Valentino: True. I guess you have a point there. And I gotta tell you, Im glad we had that extra week off. I don't know if my body would be able to handle a match so quick after that. I mean, I'm still not exactly at 100%. Good thing I'm going up against Young Mannie. After having to face elite talent for the past couple of weeks, I'm glad I have somewhat of a break by going up against this kid.
Gold: Yeah, CMS isn't that lucky though. He's got a match against Dominick Aviles on Monday. Did you see how sick that cage match was?
Valentino: Now that was a sick match.
Gold: God I wish we could take another week off. This wasn't much of a vay-cay..
Valentino: Hey, speak for yourself. Not everyday we can take a trip to Costa Rica and just relax on the beach.
Gold: Don't we know someone from Costa Rica?
Valentino: Hmm. I'm not sure. Whoever it is, I guess he's not that important to remember.
Gold: I guess not. So what, no on flight movie on this plane?
Valentino: Yeah there was, but Terrence Howard was in it. He's so overrated, I didn't want to feel sick on the flight back, you know what I'm sayin?
Gold: Haha...
(Valentino's cell phone rings)
Valentino: Ah, give me a second.....Hello? Hey buddy, whats goin on? So did you take it easy on him like I told you? ...OK..OK...and you let him win right? Ok good...you let him tap you out? Thats hilarious bro! I know that had to be hard for you, but don't worry. I got a fresh hundo spot I'll hook you up with....oh, did I say 10 thousand? Alright, 10 G's it is. Listen Sil, I'll talk to you later. I'll be at the gym tomorrow.
(Vegas hangs up and turns his attention back to his agent)
Gold: You did not just do what I think you did.
Valentino: Oh, I did.
Gold: Now THAT is hilarious.
Valentino: I figure Young Mannie is going to come into the match feeling all pumped because he thinks he beat Anderson Silva, who has got to be one of the toughest guys in the octagon. Little does he know, I paid Silva to take a fall...
(The two bust out laughing uncontrollably. After a few seconds they gather themselves)
Valentino: Teaches him to talk about my movie career. Speaking of which, where is he getting his information from? My last two movies I guess he never saw, but they were box office smashes. Infact I made so much money off my last movie a couple years ago, I'm still spending money from it!
Gold: I hope you squash that little high school senior wannabe Lil Wayne. Maybe Seth can get him in a role for High School Musical. I'm sure they would be looking for someone to play the big bad bully who is over compensating for all his short comings.
Valentino: Look, I just hope I don't hurt the kid too badly. I mean, whats the rule with fighting with a minor? He's underage isnt he? He's like 16-17 years old right? Who's buying his cigarettes?
Gold: Well apparently, his "bff" Damien Walker has to be buying his smokes for him.
Valentino: Probably. Maybe he's still sneaking them out of his mamas purse.
Gold: What I don't understand is how do you go from Intercontinental Championship contention, to fighting Young Mannie? That is such a slap in the face. I've been trying to get a hold of Montana the entire week, he won't return my calls.
Valentino: I'm not too worried about it Gold. I'm not worried about it at all. Yes, I lost my match last Sunday. It was close, and I almost walked out as the IC champ, but that didn't happen. I kind of expected it to knock me down a few notches. But I didn't think it would set me back this far. I just have to do whatever it takes. If the IWF staff thinks I need to work my way back up then thats what I plan on doing. If Young Mannie is the guy I need to beat so I can continue on my path to a championship, then there is no way that I'm going to let him stand in my way. Whatever he thinks he's doing, whether it be training with an MMA legend, or hanging out with a celebrity, I don't care. I'm not worried about him. Plain and simple. I know what I'm capable of, and you can check my record, I've been in the ring with bigger and better opponents. How Young Mannie even has a contract in the IWF is completely mind boggling, but none the less, if he's the guy I gotta beat, then I'm taking him out.
Gold: Man I love when you get into preach mode.
Valentino: Haha, shut up. I just need to get that off my chest. Young Mannie, deep down, I know that you know that your waaaaaaay in over your head. Just look at me. I am Tony Valentino. I am the Hollywood Heart Throb! I am the biggest movie star the Impact Wrestling Federation has ever witnessed. Worst of all, I am a man on a mission. Sure, I had a minor set back. That's all it was though, just a minor set back. So don't fool yourself Mannie. You can't be that ignorant to think you actually have a shot against me. Then again, maybe you are. Because I don't think you even know what you want. You say you've been training hard, but everytime we see you you either smoking or drinking. I'm not no genius, but I'm sure that can't be too good for you. You might want to lay off with all that smoking and drinking because its really messing with your head. I could have sworn they teach you that in school, but I guess you must have dropped out.
(Mr.Golds phone starts to ring and he picks up)
Gold: Heyy where you been man? Long time no speak!
Valentino: Is that...?
Gold: Yep.
Valentino: Oh, give me the phone, let me talk.
(Valentino and Gold begin fighting over the phone as the camera fades out)