Scene opens up in Gentleman Jacks Gym. Cactus, recently back from a quick trip home, is sitting down to a small TV to play some video games.

 

Cactus: Why the hell is it so quiet around here during the week and what in the piss is there a wheelchair in here for? We trainin' paraplegics now?

 

Cactus laughs to himself at the thought of Gentleman Jack having Big Ed toss a paralyzed man around the ring.

 

Cactus: Aight lets get some games in before I hit the ring.

 

Game loads up and Cactus jumps into a quick online game.

 

Cactus being to furiously snap buttons as if they owe him money. After a few minutes, someone does something that infuriates Cactus. Cactus responds by slamming his controller and drop kicking the TV, followed by a punt across the room.

 

Cactus: WHAT THE F&*#!

 

Cactus: DON'T THESE DUMB#%! KNOW ABOUT FPR!

 

Cactus: Infiltrating - damnit!

 

Cactus calms himself. He glanced back at the TV laying smashed against the wall.

 

Cactus: Don't be a d%#@.

 

Cactus: Not a hard d#%! at least.

 

Cactus seems to have a flashback after that statement. An unsavory one, because he shakes in discuss.

 

Cactus: Ugh....

 

Cactus' cell phone beings to ring. Uncle Tee's name and number flash on the screen. Cactus knew what this was going to be about.

 

Cactus: UNK! What's good?

 

Muffled noise is the only answer back, followed by a fumbling of someone who doesn't quiet know how to operate two left hands.

 

Cactus: Unk, you gots the phone upside down again. Flip it fam, flip it.

 

Uncle T: MotherF#%@ son-of-a-#%@#$ this stupid s%@$ I just want to order a f$@# pizza.

 

Cactus: Unk, can you hear me?

 

Uncle T: Yello...

 

Cactus: Can you hear me now?

 

Uncle T: Who dar?

 

Cactus: They call me Mr. Tibbs.

 

Uncle T: Mr. Tits?

 

Cactus: Tibbs! Never mind unk - it's Catcus, your nephew.

 

Uncle T: Cactus? Cactus, I can't figure this piece of s#%@ newfamamablob of a phone you gave me. Im's hungry and want to order a g$@ d#@! pizza!

 

Cactus: It aint hard, just open it, dial, put to your ear and talk.

 

Uncle T: Speaking of hard, that reminds me....

 

Cactus: Figured.

 

Uncle T: Who won's dat bet we's made?

 

Cactus uncomfortably begins to stutter.

 

Cactus: Ah, look unk, I am real busy right now. Um, I, ugh, I am training and stuff.

 

Uncle T: She had a d$^@, dont's she?

 

Cactus: I don't know unk. We went back to her place. Sat down over some drinks and we were talking. You know, whooty woooh and dis and dat and I ended up falling asleep.

 

Uncle T: Asleep? You damn lie. You unwrapped that pickle, I know it. Now pay up!

 

As Cactus was arguing with Uncle T, Nightmare walks through the gym - maskless and headed to his back room alone. He bumps Cactus on the way by.

 

Cactus: Unk, I gots to let you go. I'll yell at you later - much love.

 

As Cactus hangs up the phone and leans over to yell at Nightmare.

 

Cactus: Yo Adrian! Where you been?

 

Cactus: I get why he wore that mask. Bad 90's tats and a fat ass nose. That's probably why you not getting booked any more - business decision!

 

Scene ends with Cactus trying to figure out what to do next. The thought of a maskless Nightmare around, Uncle T and his to-be-paid bet, and the mess from a raging gamer who couldn't control himself.

 

Cactus: F#@* it, I'll just grab a pizza. Unk got me hungry now.

 

Part 1: Quick Trip Home

"You unwrapped that pickle, I know it."

 

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