HD: Maddix/Wildcards segment

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Somewhere in between Bruce's match and Maddix's match would be neat-o, thanks.

 

Backstage and The Wildcards are leaving! The world and everyone within it rejoices, but not so fast.

MADDIX
GUYS! Hey, guys! Where are you going?

The three Wildcards don't even make it to the door before they're stopped in their tracks by a voice. A familiar voice. And a voice which none of the three are that fond of if their reaction is anything to go by. Jogging over to the trio, the OAOAST 24/7 Champion Landon Maddix pauses to catch his breath, as The Wildcards exchange some rather disappointed and frustrated looks between them.

BLANK
To get us some eats. The catering round here's terrible and the hospitality ain't nothin' to write home about neither.

MADDIX
No no, you can't go just yet.

BLANK
Well Crispy Creme ain't gonna be open much longer, so unless you got some other ideas...

MADDIX
I've still got my match tonight though.

CORTEZ
Don't worry, we'll pick up a tape and fast forward through the boring bits.

Shrugging off the snide comment from his old adversary, Landon keeps a patient smile on his face.

MADDIX
No, see, I need you guys here.

That seems to be of interest to the SWF International Champion as Bruce's eyebrows rise. Folding his arms, the big redneck smiles a big redneck grin to both Cortez and Bloodshed, neither of whom see the need to smile back.

BLANK
You [i]need[/i] us, huh? Well ain't that a turn up for the ol' books.

MADDIX
Yeah, I need you. You are needed. Landon Maddix needs Bruce Blank's help, shout it from the rooftops for all the SWF to hear! Listen, guys. From what I can tell this Atlas guy is nothing special and certainly not in my league, but you know how crazy things are around here lately. Everyone's out for our blood. And this 24/7 Title's defended non-stop, every moment of every day. It's like a damn target on my chest...or my waist at least. An open invitation for people to jump me from behind, without punishment. That's why I need you three. I need you behind that curtain guarding the entrance so nobody comes out trying to steal my title.

CORTEZ
So we stand behind the curtain while you soak up the spotlight?

MADDIX
...pretty much, yes.

CORTEZ
Sounds about right. C'mon guys...

MEGAN
Hey!

The trio again don't quite make it to the door. Infact, they only really make it a half turn before they're brought to a halt. This time it's by the female voice of Maddix's manager Megan Skye though. And when a woman talks, you listen. Even if you do happen to be her ex Mr. Cortez.

MEGAN
Not so fast. Just hear us out.

MADDIX
Thank you Megan. Looks, guys, I might not officially be 'one of you', but we did have an arrangement. It's war, you said so yourself. In war you need a battleplan and you need everyone to stick to that plan. It's like... like Takeshi's Castle! You're the lucky three guys who haven't got your teeth smashed through your eyeballs on the High Rollers and I'm General Lee, leading us into action on those dinky dodgems. And the OAOAST is Takeshi's Castle. Now, if...

MEGAN
Uhm, Landon.

MADDIX
What?

MEGAN
Nobody ever wins on Takeshi's Castle.

MADDIX
I realise that. Everyone realises that. But I'm being theoretical. Work with me here. (to Hooligans) Anyway, as I was saying, if we don't work as a team then the Emerald Guards will pick us off with their lasers and before we know what's happened, we'll end up out of here, as failures. Work together however and maybe, just maybe, we'll storm Takesh...uhm, the OAOAST. Are you following me on this?

BLANK
...what the hell is Takeshi's Castle?

Groan.

MEGAN
Look, you're all man enough to stick to an agreement, right?

BLANK
Sure.

MEGAN
Right. You help us out tonight, dinner's on us.

Taking a moment to confer with his team-mates, Bruce smiles.

BLANK
You got yourself a deal, missy.