Hoff 0 Report post Posted July 16, 2005 The cameras once again open on the CSI locker room. The fans boo as we see, for another week, Jay Richards and Jumbo playing PS2. Meanwhile, Chris Stevens sits on the floor, leaning against the locker, his head tilted up, eyes closed, looking like he's seen better days. Once again absent is Brock Ausstin. JAY YEAH, MOTHA@#$#@$ The screen bleeps and blinks as Jay starts shimmying his shoulders. Jumbo's eyes bug out, and the big man starts pressing the buttons furiously, eventually resorting to mashing the whole control pad with his palm. JAY TASTE THE FURY OF THE LIGHTNING LEG, PUNK!! Jay hits the X button like it was going out of style, and a deflated Jumbo sinks back in his chair...causing the chair to tip over backwards. JUMBO UWAAA! The big guy takes a tumble, and Jay, looking over in disbelief, starts LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF. Jumbo rolls away from the mangled hunk of steel that used to be his chair, hitting the wall, causing Jay to double over. The rookie's face goes beet-red as he guffaws, and Jumbo finally gets to his feet, fuming as he looks down at Jay. JUMBO It's NOT FUNNY!! JAY BWAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....oh....ohmigod....heh....oh man..... Jumbo wrinkles his nose, looking madder than a wet hen. Finally, Chris Stevens, the leader of the group, looks over at his cohorts with a sigh. STEVENS Guys....can you keep it down? Jay looks over his shoulder, and Jumbo shifts his gaze to Stevens. JUMBO Sorry, boss. Stevens closes his eyes, leaning his head back and banging it into the lockers. Jay cringes a bit at the *thud* of skull on metal. JAY Hey....relax, boss. It's gon' be all right. JUMBO You heard from him at all yet? Stevens responds without looking down. STEVENS No. Not a word since last week. I still have no idea what he was doing out there. JAY Hey I'll tell you what he was doing, man. He was costing US gold! Jumbo nods, but Stevens only shifts his gaze to the floor, again sighing. STEVENS Yeah...I just don't get it. We were supposed to be in this thing together...and it seems like he's only looking out for #1. I mean, I know I might be a jerk, but I've never been seflish. Jay casts a sideways glance back at Jumbo, but the big man isn't looking at him. Jay turns his eyes back to Stevens. JAY Listen, Chris. In between rounds, here, me and Jumbo have been talking about all this, and...we're not sure that Brock should be in CSI anymore. Stevens looks up at Jay, skeptically, then at Jumbo, who shrugs. JUMBO Listen, man. You were right about him being a great competitor, a real monster, all that. But I'm just not sure if he gets it, y'know? He just seems like he could care less about us, and what we're all about. JAY Yeah. I mean, he's cool, I guess, but the hottest thing in primetime? Dunno about that. Stevens breathes deep, looking at his cohorts. STEVENS Listen...I've got to find a way to make this right. I want him on our side. Jay shrugs as Jumbo looks on, unmoving. Richards gets up and walks over to Chris, patting him on the shoulder. JAY Well, I wish I could help, boss. But I got nothin'. Anyway, I'm gonna go check out the merchandise stands, se if I can't find me a Jay Richards foam finger. Lemme know if you need me. Stevens waves the smiling Richards away, and he heads for the door. JUMBO I don't think they make those... Jay laughs as he leaves, and Jumbo chuckles before turning back to face Stevens. Stevens looks at his old friend and bodyguard helplessly, and Jumbo appears to be deep in thought. JUMBO Listen, man. I'm not sure I trust this guy, and before we go on, I want you to know that. But I do trust you, and if you want him on our side, so be it. STEVENS I understand. Jumbo hesitates a moment before speaking. JUMBO Okay....I have an idea. Stevens perks up, looking at his big henchman. STEVENS Go on..... *commercial* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
