(The scene opens inside of a meat locker in Elizabeth, NJ. The joint is called "Rosalini Hogs". Inside the meat locker stands Nick Dannon dressed in the stereotypical Italian jumpsuit. He's smoking a cigar as he's talking to the butcher Jerry Rosalini. Jerry is slicing a pig on the cutting boards over by the freezer as Nick sits in a chair next to his cold cut sub. He has a look of strangeness on his face. He is pondering a million different things as he sits and watches Rosalini slice the pig. He thinks about The Moltisanti Coalition, he thinks about his loss at Heatwave, his future in IWF and he thinks about Logan Matthews. Dannon has recently spilled the inside goods to Rosalini about the Matthews situation. Rosalini, an avid viewer of IWF TV listens with enthusiasm.)
Rosalini: So what's your problem with this Logan Matthews kid?
Dannon: I have always had a problem with him. Ever since day one I never got this good vibe off of him. To Uncle Vino he's always been the freaking Golden kid. He was the hit man. He was the one Vino went to first. You know how much that hurts? Family over everything. That's been an Italian tradition since the beginning of time. This kid comes onthe scene and everyone forgets about me. I knew I couldn't show signs of the envy so I waited patiently. I let the kid get his shine until he faded. Showed some kind of weakness. And he didn't fail me. He got soft. Started to lose some of his aggression in the ring. He started to hesitate asked to do certain things and I captialized on that. Luckily, Vino wasn't as blind as he was sprung of the kid and he noticed it to. With the snap of his fingers; me, Kiko, and Rikichet knew what we had to do. It might have been a personal attack for the moment but now, looking back, it's better for business. We can't have weak links on the chain. We must rid ourselves of any threat to our betterment. Were the freaking Moltisantis for fucks sakes. We live on the top of the mountain.★
Rosalini: I never knew there were so many politics with this wrestling thing. I guess what ever puts the asses in the seats gets done.★
Dannon: I wouldn't say politics more like moral and businsess obligations. We have to be the best thing out there. People tune in to see me. They tune in to see what is the Moltisati Coalition going to do next. They could careless about anyone else except Adam Freeman.★
Rosalini: haha You know Nicolas you and little Antonio have taken this shop as a second home since you were as big as this butcher knife. I always saw great in you kid and me, Tony Sr, your father, and Vino were connected them and we thought we were on top of the world. Just like you today. Keep going strong kid. Now I wish you luck in handling the situation but for now, I'm about to kill a cow in here and I know how squemish you get so I'll catch you later.
(Nick gets a sour look on his face as he packs up his cold cut. He walks up to Rosalini slowly and kisses him on the cheekas he leaves the meat locker. He walks into the main deli where Rosalini's wife is busy with customers. He walks up to her, kisses her on the check and pulls a fat white envelope out of his pocket. He slips it inside the cash register where Rosalini's wife is. She looks at him uneasy but pleaser as Dannon makes his way outside. He gets into his Honda Civic and drives off...)
Scene Fades into Arena in Miami
(Nick pulls into the parking garage at the arena to meet Vino and the boys. As he walks through the parking garage be can't help but replay the Logan Matthews incident. Suddenly the 3 yard walk turns into a 3 mile walk as Nick's mind slowly plays back the chain of events fromthe whe evening. The attack before Heatwave. The tension felt all throughout the match. The roll up. The Nod from Vino. The Assault. What happened when the cameras went off the air. He finally makes if to the door as be enters. He see a few wrestlers sitting backstage. He sees road agents, Young Mannie, Jason Fishers bitch and many others until he gets to Vino's office door. He knocks and Vito let's him in.)
Dannon: Hey Vino, Paulie, Vito. I Just came fromthe airport. Tell Silvio thanks for having the car rental stashed.★
Vino: No problem, but I you don't mind we have business to discuss first. Take a seat.
(Dannon sits as he lights a cigar)
Vino: ok so with Logan out. We need you to step up to the plate. We lost a guy that had our power. This kid has the Xtreme title and the Intercontinetal title. We have to get those off of him. Any ideas?
Dannon: Strip him.★
Vino: I can strip one of them but he still has the right to keep one of his choice.
Dannon: Ok so give him the choice to strip one. He'll probably choose to give up the Xtreme title we could vacate that and have a little tournament and put little Tony in it.★
Vino: Screw that little punk he's suspended.★
Dannon: Fine but just give me a shot at Logans IC title when he gets out the hospital.★
Vino: I'll give you a shot at the next PPV. Solitary R.O.W now ok so that's taken care of but I want to warm you up this week kid. You're facing that new kid Jacob Scott.★
Dannon: No problem I enjoy beating up small fries. This kid doesn't know that all my anger and all of what's going on in my mind is going to be taken out on him and none of it will be pretty. That kid wants to be that guy this week so I'm going to show him he shouldn't be that guy. Jacob Scott is going to wish he never steps inthe ring with me again.
Vino: good attitude. After that I'm going to have the faith in you to hang with the IWF big dogs. You show me what you can do without the Warriors. without me and without Logan. Make me proud.★
Dannon: will do boss.★
(the scene fades with a stare down between Nick and Vino. Vino let's out an expression of pleasure as he looks at Nick. The two laugh as the scen fades.)★
