Saturday 14th of August 10:58 PM. Jason Fishers private gym in his house in Las Vegas.
[The scene opens in a dark gym, you can see someone doing sit ups in a corner, it is Jason who is wearing gray tracksuit pants without a shirt or shoes, he is breathing heavily and counting as he does sit ups]
Jason: Thirty five.....Thirty six.....Thirty seven......Thirty eight.....Thirty nine......Fou....Aggh! Fuck!
[Jason stops and clutches his ribs in pain, he has clearly been training very hard, he sits up and takes a
drink of water, he screws the cap back onto the bottle and puts it down]
Jason: On Sunday I ended my troubles, we defeated The Moltisanti Coalition when their team began to fall apart...
[Jason walks over to a heavy punching bag, he dons a pair of gloves and begins to punch it exhaling as he does]
Jason: Once a team lacks unity it can no longer operate effectively within the squared circle, it becomes weak....Useless....Cracks begin to surface and they never go away....
[Jason speeds up his punches and the impact of each begins to grow]
Jason: The Moltisanti Coalition was not the only team to fall apart on Sunday, The Anderson Evolution were on the brink of tag team glory when Joseph Harrington stole it from them....
[Jason stops and takes off the gloves, he walks a few feet and begins doing push ups]
Jason: One.....Two.....Three.....Four......Five......Six.....Seven......Eight......Nine........Ten....
[Jason stands up and sits on a steel chair and takes another sip of water before he looks at the camera again]
Jason: Joseph.....On Sunday you showed how much you value honour....Which is to say that you don’t at all, you turned on your team mates and cost them what was theirs, this is where you and I are different Joseph....
[Jason walks over to a bench and sits down; with his left arm he begins lifting a red dumbbell and starts speaking again]
Jason: The Hardcore Revolution will never fall apart, we honour our team, but most of all we honour our friendship and THAT is why we will never divide. This Monday is the biggest match of my career, when I first arrived here Harrington seemed like a decent guy, but last Sunday proved me wrong...
[Jason switches arms and continues to lift the dumbbell while he takes a sip of water with his left arm, he puts the bottle back, without looking up he continues to speak]
Jason: Harrington has no honour and no respect, which will be his ultimate downfall...
[Jason drops the dumbbell and stands up; he walks over to the treadmill and starts it up on a fast jog wiping some sweat off his forehead with a towel as it begins to speed up]
Jason: This week I MUST beat Joseph Harrington, it will be the beginning of my rise to glory, after I beat Harrington I’ll be setting my sights on championship gold and I will not stop until I have it. The first obstacle is Harrington, a former Intercontinental Champion with some serious skill and experience. But I have honour, I have heart and NOTHING, not even Harrington will stop me from reaching the top.
[Jason stops the treadmill and steps off, he takes a chicken and salad sandwich off a table and takes a couple of bite before he walks over to the bench again and starts doing step ups]
Jason: One....Two....Three....Four....Five....Six....Seven....Eight....Nine....Ten...
[Jason stops and begins to walk over to the door, as he walks he takes a white towel off a hook and turns to face the camera]
Jason: This Monday begins my rise to the top of IWF, and that is a guarantee because...
[Jason walks through the door; he pokes his head around the corner]
Jason: Who dares.....Wins.
[The scene fades out as you can hear a shower turning on....]
