Frog Squishin'

[Tommy Rowan]

Scene 1

{We open the scene to a parking lot. The camera pans around the parking lot until it comes to a certain truck. The tailgate is open and we see some familiar faces. 8-10 men stand around drinking some beer from a cooler. These men are the same men that were last seen at a Boardwalk, jumping Tommy Rowan. The men laugh and share small talk as the night begins to set in. Cold weather begins to settle as the men now release smoke with every breath of air. Footsteps can be heard in the distance while the men continue chatting quietly, sharing laughs. Suddenly, a loud shrieking sound can be heard and the men all turn around, searching for the sound. In the darkness a flash of fire suddenly appears as the culprit lights a cigarette hanging from his lips.}

Main Douche:"Who's there?"

{The figure takes a drag from the cigarette and lets the smoke out slowly. The men stare at him as some look scared and others look angry.}

Main Douche:"Show yourself asshole!"

{The figure steps forward and we can see it is Tommy Rowan. His face has a calm and collected look as he lets out another smoke filled cloud. He is seen wearing a black trench coat, black faded jeans, black boots, and a black beanie. He stands in front of the men and takes another drag.}

Main Douche:"Wait...I know you! You're that asshole that we beat up last week! The Boardwalk guy! You come back for more asshole?"

{Tommy laughs quietly to himself before taking the last hit from the cigarette and flicking it on the ground. He stomps it out and then looks up at the men.}

Tommy Rowan:"You jumped me....and left me laid out on the fucking boardwalk. You thought it was real fucking cute. Y'all thought you were some badasses right? Wrong. I'm the badass around this place. Y'all are just a bunch of fucking pussies."

{The men all look at eachother and laugh. Tommy stares them all down, not moving a muscle. Tommy then moves his arm and a crowbar slides down the right sleeve and he catches it in his hand. Tommy takes a swing and takes out the passenger side window. The men all back up, a bit frightened at the sudden blast of attack. Tommy smashes the truck a few more times before slamming the crowbar into the side view mirror, taking it off the truck. Tommy kicks it across the parking lot and then turns back toward the men.}

Main Douche:"You motherfucker!! You fucked my damn truck up!! You're dead asshole!!!"

{The Douche and the rest of his "posse" grab numerous weapons and come towards Rowan. Tommy looks at them and chuckles. He then reaches into his trench coat and pulls out a .44 Magnum Hollow point. He points it at the men as they drop the weapons and back off with their hands up. Fear immedietly spreads across their faces as Tommy takes out a pack of Marlboro Special Blend 100s. He jolts the box and a single cigarette pops out the top. He grabs it with his lips and slides the box into his jacket. He pulls out his "Anarchy" Zippo and flips it, producing a flame. He lights the cigarette and flips the top back on the Zippo, extinguishing the flame. Tommy slides it back into his trench coat as he pulls the cigarette out of his mouth, letting out a cloud of smoke again. He looks at the men who are clearly afraid for their lives.}

Tommy Rowan:"Listen up motherfuckers! Everyone, down on their knees.....NOW!"

{Everyone gets on their knees except for the Main Douche. He stands there with a pissed off smirk on his face.}

Tommy Rowan:"Knees....now."

Main Douche:"You ain't gonna use that asshole. You don't have the balls."

{Tommy fires a single shot and it hits the driver side window, shattering it across the parking lot. Tommy aims back at the Main Douche as the man goes to his knees.}

Tommy Rowan:"You've jumped me, left me beaten to a bloody fucking pulp, and then tried to do it again! But....I must thank you. You all woke something up in me. You took the old fuck in Kuk Killswitch and brought out the badass himself Tommy FUCKING Rowan. For that, I thank you all. Buuuuut....you still jumped me. And for that, I have to get revenge."

{Tommy suddenly kicks the Main Douche in the front of the face. He falls back, blood pouring from his nose. Tommy mounts over top of him and begins smashing him across the face repeatedly with the butt of the handgun. The man continues bleeding as Tommy stands up and takes a hit from the cigarette. The man scrambles back as a few other guys try to help him. Tommy turns around, looking completely livid.}

Tommy Rowan:"Next time y'all want to try and fuck with Tommy Rowan remember this....a .44 Magnum to the lower point of your back will cripple you for life! Remember that! Remember this night! Remember the day that Tommy FUCKING Rowan got his revenge! Remember that I am the REAL badass around here!"

{Tommy turns back towards the men.}

Tommy Rowan:"Now GET!!"

{Tommy fires another shot into the side of the truck and the men scramble to get into the truck. The truck starts up and the truck floors it out of the parking lot. A cooler falls from the back of the truck and lands on the ground as they pull away from the scene. Tommy looks down at it and tilts it back upright. He opens it and looks inside. Beer city. Tons of different beer brands fill the cooler as well as a bottle of Parrot Bay Rum. Tommy grabs the Rum and opens the top. He takes a swig as he lets the first drink in years run down his throat. He closes his eyes as he enjoys the flavor and lets it settle in his stomach. He looks back down at the bottle as he smiles. Tommy sits down on the cooler as the scene begins to fade on Tommy taking another hit from the bottle followed by a drag from the cigarette.}

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Scene 2

{We open back up to a cold breezy day. The sky is cloudy and it looks as if it might rain. We pan around and see that we are at a lake. Water sits quietly and motionless as the day continues to pass by. Not a worry in the world this water has. Not a single worry. We see a small frog hop out of the lake. He hop a few more times as we see him stop in front of a old can. Flies can be heard buzzing as the frog sits still. A single fly buzzes out and in the snap of a finger, the frog flicks its tongue out and sucks the fly into its mouth. It begins to chomp down on its small prize, but is suddenly cut off by a boot. The boot lands on the frog creating a squishing noise. A pop is heard as the boot continues to move. The smell of cigarette smoke fills the air and we pan up to see Tommy Rowan. He is wearing a pair of black Athletic pants, his new black "Hardcore Reject" T-Shirt, a black hoodie with the hood covering his head, and a pair of black Nike boots. On his shoulder lays his EoV Hybrid Championship. Rowan brings the cigarette back to his lips and takes a hit. He lets it out slowly as he continues to walk, now beginning to speak.}

Tommy Rowan:"Let me introduce myself. I am the FIRST EVER Evolution of Violence Hybrid Champion. My name is Tommy Rowan. For those of you who don't know who I am I suggest you get your lazy ass off the couch and go to your nearest computer. Open YouTube and search my name. You're welcome. As for the rest of you, I told you so. 'Tommy, you can't win the Hybrid title', 'Tommy, you can't beat Ian Lenton', 'Tommy, you are a washed up has been'. Here I stand.....EoV Hybrid Champion. All of you motherfuckers who doubted me, you can now go right down Gofuckyourself Lane. I did what I said I would do. I, much like our EoV World Champion, am undefeated in EoV. Nobody can beat me. I am un-fucking-stoppable."

{Tommy continues to walk as he takes another hit from his cigarette. He slowly lets the smooth taste ooze from his lips as he sits down on an old wooden bench.}

Tommy Rowan:"You see, people have called me names in the past. I have been called sick. I have been called an asshole. I have been called a backstabber and a dickhead. But not once has someone denied me my skills. Everyone knows how good I am. My accomplishments show for themselves. I EARNED my shots. I EARNED my titles. I EARNED my history. While a lot of these so called 'Champions' simply make up a past to get their name out there. I am a legend. A hall of famer across three different promotions. Everybody knows how good I am. So go ahead, call me an asshole, call me a backstabber and a dickhead. Tell me I'm sick. I'll gladly take it. Because all of that has gotten me to fame. When I try to be nice, I get my ass kicked. When I try to help people, I get my ass kicked. When I try to be the 'good guy', I get left high and dry for some other know it all pussy. Tommy Rowan is not a jobber. Tommy Rowan is a winner. He is a top tier talent. I get contracts tossed my way every fucking day. Sure, I decline almost all of them, but the point is, I get 'em."

{Tommy takes the last drag from the cigarette and flicks it into the lake. A sizzle is heard as the cigarette goes out in the water. Tommy clears his throat and continues.}

Tommy Rowan:"This week I have a bit of a challenge on my hands. I face someone I know. Someone I have wrestled before. I face an old foe in High Flying Hardcore. Apparently this man wants a shot at Michael. HFH thinks he can hang with the big dogs. This week, I end his little dream. You want a shot at the World Champ HFH? First, you have to worry about me. You have to fight me. Yes, FIGHT me. This week isn't going to be a mere match. It is going to be a fucking fight. I don't like you HFH, I really don't. I made it clear in the past, but I am making it DAMN clear now. I think you are a cookie cutter high flyer. You get into the ring and do your standard flying moves and hype up the crowd. You are the guy that they put on at the start of the show to get the crowd pumped up. I am the guy that goes on at the end of the show and gives the fans the REAL show. Sure, they hate my stinking guts and the feeling is mutual, but NOBODY can deny that I don't put on the best performance every single time I go out there. Doesn't matter if I fight David Dreadful or you HFH. I put on the best match. And you know why? Because I am that damn good. I can go out there with anybody and put on the match of the year. But you HFH, you're trash."

{Tommy spits toward the ground, signifying his disgust for High Flying Hardcore.}

Tommy Rowan:"When we step in the ring to face eachother on the first episode of Chaos HFH, remember a few things. One, I am a whole lot more hardcore than you. Just because your stupid name has the word Hardcore in it doesn't mean you can match my skills. Two, I am faster than you. Yeah, it's fucking true. And three, I am WAAAAAY more talented than you. What have you done since you've come to EoV? Nothing. You picked up some wins over jobbers. Sure, that's a big accomplishment for another jobber like you, but you've done nothing in my book. As for me...take a look at this shoulder. I am the EoV Hybrid Champion."

{Tommy grabs the Championship and holds it up in the air as he tilts his head back. He stands there for a few seconds in that pose before putting his Championship back on his shoulder and brushing his hair back with his hands.}

Tommy Rowan:"I have an issue with you HFH. A big one. You want the spotlight. But in order for that to happen, you have to make a name for yourself. This week, you will choose me as your victim. But the thing is, I am not a victim. I am the attacker. This week, I make a name out of you HFH. You see, normally a Champion is the target for a lot of contenders. Not me. I am the predator in this jungle. I might be the Champion, but I will attack my next challenger before he even knows he is going for my title. I am not a pushover and I am certainly not a patient man."

{Rowan shakes his head as he clenches his fist. The mood on his face immedietly changes to an angry look.}

Tommy Rowan:"TJ Pain....or Jason Kaine....whatever you are calling yourself this time. You have the nerve to leave the very thing you created? You have the nerve to say you are done with the Nations? Wrongo buddy boy. See you might have turned your back on your comrades, but you really caused nothing but pain and suffering for yourself. You turning on the Nations wasn't a big shock to me. Someone had to go sooner or later, I thought it'd be Bashir. But no, the LEADER left his troops. Bullshit. TJ...Jason has always been an untrustworthy motherfucker. All he does is ride the coat tails of others. He rode the Nations until he decided he was bored. BAM! He turns his back on us. Typical Pain....Kaine. I knew it was going to happen eventually. Me and him can never last on a team. I fucked his wife. End of story. Anybody that knows our history knows what I did to Roxxanne and him. Is not a fucking secret. He fucked me over, so I fucked him over. Everyone got what they deserved. Pain....Kaine got a cheap victory over me and then we all went on with our lives. But now he decides he wants another shot at me. He wants to put his greasy, smelly, filthy hands on me?! That don't fly with Tommy FUCKING Rowan. TJ....Jason, you screwed up. And hell will be payed to you first hand. You might be done with the Nations TJ....Jason, but the Nations aren't even close to being finished with you!"

{Tommy stands up and kicks the bench over. It crumbles as it connects with his boot. Tommy continues to walk as he takes out another cigarette and lights it with his "Anarchy" Zippo lighter. He lets out a cloud of smoke and quickly sucks it back in before letting it out again. He continues walking into the fog of the lake as the scene slowly fades out.}

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Scene 3

{We open to the inside of EoV Headquarters. The building is fancy as it is used for the Corporate side of EoV. The giant columns make the place look enormous. The building already being huge, just looks bigger with the columns. We see different people walking around the main floor near the front desk. Busy workers making the HQ look like a beehive. We turn the camera to see Tommy Rowan wearing his black Athletic pants, a black beanie, black Nike boots, a black hoodie opened up with his newest yellow and black "Hardcore Reject" T-Shirt. He walks toward the front and the assistant looks up from her typing. Her hair is blonde and she wears a black business dress. She is no older than 26.}

Assistant:"Hello sir. What can I help you with today?"

{Tommy looks at her and smirks. She was clearly hired for her looks.}

Tommy Rowan:"I'm here to see whoever signs my contract."

{The Assistant smiles as she nods. Tommy looks annoyed.}

Assistant:"Go right up. Take the elevator up to the twelfth floor and you will see another assistant. She will send you in."

{Tommy nods and he walks toward the elevator. He pushes the button and the elevator opens up. Tommy steps in and hits the twelve button. A man with a stack of boxes and paperwork runs toward the elevator.}

Man:"Hold the door please!"

Tommy Rowan:"Got it!"

{But Tommy did not. He simply leans back as the doors begin to close. The man slams into the closed doors and falls over. Tommy laughs to himself as the elevator begins to climb to the top of the building. Finally, after a few moments, the doors open up and Tommy steps out into a glass room. Everything is made of glass and it looks fancy. Tommy walks up to the assistant and clears his throat. She looks up and notices Tommy.}

Assistant #2:"What can I do for you sir?"

Tommy Rowan:"I'm here to see the person who does my contract."

Assistant #2:"Name?"

Tommy Rowan:"Tommy Rowan."

{The assistant nods. She get's on the phone and dials a number. After a brief moment of speaking she hangs up the phone and points toward a door to her right.}

Assistant #2:"Go right in."

{Tommy shakes his head and then walks toward the door. He twists the glass handle and the wooden door opens up with no sound. He steps in and sees a neat office. Big in size, with a large desk. A man in a suit with a bit of grey hair on his head looks up from his desk.}

Contract Suit:"Have a seat Mr. Rowan."

{Tommy walks toward him and takes a seat in one of the big chairs. Comfy, he lets out a sigh as he adjust his beanie. The Suit flips through a few folders stacked on his desk and finally pulls one out. The Suit opens the folder and we see it is a contract.}

Contract Suit:"Everything has been checked and you received a copy of this correct?"

Tommy Rowan:"Yup."

Contract Suit:"No last minute changes?"

Tommy Rowan:"Nope. Everything has been adjusted to my liking."

Contract Suit:"Alright then. We just need your signature and your new contract will be complete."

{The Suit slides it to Tommy and hands him a pen. Tommy grabs it and flips a few pages before he comes to the signing portion. Many different names are on the contract. Tommy finds his name and signs on the dotted line. He slides the contract back to the Suit and then stands up. The Suit extends his hand and they shake hands.}

Contract Suit:"Thank you for your time Mr. Rowan. Have a good day."

{Tommy shakes his head and then exits the room. He walks toward the elevator and hits the open button. He waits for a moment and the elevator opens. A woman steps out and Tommy doesn't pay attention, but then suddenly realizes who it is.}

Cami James:"Kuk...I didn't expect to..."

{Tommy takes a step forward and goes for a hug. Cami moves into it. An awkward hug between the two and they break off. Cami looks up at Kuk and smiles, but Tommy can tell she is still worried about the past.}

Tommy Rowan:"Yeah I didn't think I would be here either. Had something I needed to take care of. Isn't your interview soon?"

{Cami looks down at her phone. She nods and looks back toward Tommy with a smile.}

Cami James:"At two."

Tommy Rowan:"I won't keep you, but we're still meeting for coffee right?"

Cami James:"I wouldn't miss it."

{Cami steps to her tippy toes and gives Tommy a quick peck on the cheek. She walks past him and towards the desk. Tommy thinks to himself for a moment before he turns around to see Cami looking at him. She flashes a smile and Tommy get's onto the elevator and waves. She turns and begins talking to the Assistant, but Tommy stops the elevator and looks at Cami for a few more moments. She talks to the Assistant and then walks into a different room. He lets go of the elevator and the doors close. Tommy stands there for a moment, taking in what just happened. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He opens it up and we can see him reach behind his ID and pull out a folded picture of Cami. He stares at for a while before letting out a sigh. The doors open and he steps out of the elevator. He walks toward the exit and steps out into the busy streets. Tommy, still staring at the picture, begins to walk to the nearby park. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. He scrolls through the contacts till he sees Cami's name. He opens the Text Message option and begins to type.}

Text Message:"Hey, meet me at the park when you're done with the interview. I'll be sitting on the bench closest to the entrance. - Kukky"

{Tommy sends the message and then closes the phone as he gets to the park. He sits down on the bench and stares at the picture as he begins to think about old times. The scene begins to fade as Tommy says his last words.}

Tommy Rowan:"There's still hope."