Post by Rockstar Spud on Jul 7, 2020 9:54:02 GMT -5
EXT. BAR - NIGHT
Orang Cassidy stands before a rather rough and ready looking bar with Harley Davison motorcycles as far as the eye can see parked outside.
OC checks his phone, a text from Rockstar Spud ‘wanna maybe come to my gig? It’s at The Blue Roadhouse’. Orange looks up at a black and blue sign ‘The Blue Roadhouse; Motorcycle and Working Mans Club’, Orange shrugs and walks past the bikes to the door.
INT. BAR, BACKSTAGE - NIGHT
Rockstar Spud peers through a curtain at a sea of people, angry, leather vest clad, gorilla looking men and sat propping up the bar is Raging Dead, he is offered a wide birth by the other men, regardless of the fact he’s not in motorcycle gang, he’s fucking Raging Dead, not to be messed with. Swigging Whiskey.
Spud is still staring out.
Right as Fringe talks the door swings open and in steps Orange Cassidy. Spud see’s this a smile forms. Every set of eyes in the room turns to him, his denim on denim is a stark contrast to the leather vest clad men populating the room.
INT. BAR - NIGHT
All the bikers stare on as Cassidy moves to the bar. Orange walks up to the bar and stands directly next to Raging Dead, he gives the bartender a look as though he should already know what he wants. The bartender glares at OC also, you can cut the tension with a knife.
Raging Dead looks at Orange with a raised eyebrow as Local Leather awkwardly bundle out onto the stage.
The band all look somewhat nervous at the size and demeanour of their audience.
The other bikers laugh.
Spud tries to laugh off the comment and the band begin to play this:
As the band is playing, to a less than mixed response, the bartender drops OC’s screwdriver in front of him. Orange throws a dollar on the bar as he picks up the glass and brings it to his lips.
OC holds up his hand as he finishes his drink. Once he’s done he turns to RAGING DEAD.
Raging Dead seems a bit taken aback by the chattiness of the King of Sloth Style. As he goes to take a drink from his whiskey he lets out a one word response.
Boos rain down and beers begin to be thrown towards the stage, Spud isn’t deterred, Local Leather are used to negative reactions. Spud glances to the bar and see’s Dead and OC interacting, he smiles at this whilst singing.
The band finish playing and the crowd are dead silent.
BEAT
Ziggy angrily jumps in front of Spud onto the microphone.
Ziggy leaps from the stage and charges at the crowd member with reckless abandonment and bass in hand.
Spud readies himself for a fight, knowing he’s going to have to back up his friend.
Ziggy in his sprint is tripped by another biker on his way to the heckler, though in his fall he flies through the air cracking his bass over the head of his intended target, knocking himself and the other man out.
Bikers from every corner of the room, turn to the stage, Local Leather are fucked.
Orange lights up a cigarette, takes a long drag, grabs his empty glass off the bar and nods towards local leather.
Orange begins to make his way towards the stage.
Spud smiles and flips from the stage onto a crowd of bikers, knocking them down. Fringe and Panda use this opportunity to run away carrying handfuls of equipment. Spud stands up confidently after taking down so many bikers in one swoop, until a large biker lifts him up by the shirt. As all seems lost for our championship tuber, the large biker gets a tap on his shoulder. As the biker lets go of Spud to turn around, a glass is smashed across his head. The biker crumbles to the ground to reveal the assailant as one freshly squeezed Orange Cassidy.
Spud and Cassidy share an approving nod and as the bikers around begin to regain their composure and get to their feet. Spud and Orange stand back to back fists raised ready to swing for the fences.
Raging Dead pays little attention to the chaos unfolding around him, just slowly swigging his whiskey.
Spud swings, 1 biker down, OC slowly moves out of the way of a punch, the biker overextends annd knocks himself to the floor. Each time 1 gets up they are brought down by ‘Freshly Squeezed’ and ‘The Frontman’.
4 Bikers rise at once, Spud and Orange gulp, Orange puts his hands in his pockets, this confuses the bikers on his side, Spud turns his back, this confuses the 2 on his side. In 1 syncronised motion Cassidy hits his patented hands in pocket double leg drop and Spud hits a double Pele Kick.
Orange and Spud take a second to admire their handy work.
Dead watches the fight through the mirror behind the bar and notices something the smaller men fail to see….
Spud and OC are both gripped by 2 huge bikers from behind in full nelsons, a chain can be heard being dragged along the floor. Another biker approaches slowly wrapping the chain around his knuckles.
Spud and OC close their eyes tightly.
‘SMACK’
The biker with the chain is completely laid out by a massive Raging Dead lariat. Spud and Orange use this opportunity to wriggle from the grasp of the full nelson.
Spud and Orange nod, as Orange casually sweeps the legs of the bikers that were holding them. The fallen bikers are then met with a double chest stomp each from Spud. Raging Dead starts throwing right hands at anything that moves Orange and Spud are taking out as many bikers as possible with the leg sweep-double foot stomp combo. Unbeknownst to our heroes, the bikers are getting angrier and forcing them into the center of the bar. The number of bikers is quickly becoming more than they can handle as they are now almost back to back again.
All at once the bar door swings open, taking the attention of all in it, a shadowed figure in a leather vest and camo shorts.
The bikers surrounding our heroes seem scared and subservient to the figure, parting as he moves to the centre of the room. As low lights shine on the man we see he’s wearing a cap so his face is still shadowed but his body is becoming more and more visible, he is rather rotund but has surprisingly excellently muscular calves. The Shadowed Figure chuckles.
Spud and Orange Cassidy look really confused but Raging Dead cracks a smile as he slowly recognises the voice, Dead looks at the surrounding bikers vests.
As the final 2 bikers part a light swings from above and we see BULLY RAY in full Aces and 8’s garb as are all the bikers.
The rest of Aces and 8’s watch on in amazement as their leader marches the 3 men who just fought them to the bar. Ziggy wakes up on the floor. Garrett Bischoff was the one who got his arse kicked the worst because fuck Garrett Bischoff and his shitty tattoo.
The Aces and 8's theme plays as our heroes share a beer with Hells Kitchen/ Dudleyvilles favourite son.
FADE OUT
Orang Cassidy stands before a rather rough and ready looking bar with Harley Davison motorcycles as far as the eye can see parked outside.
OC checks his phone, a text from Rockstar Spud ‘wanna maybe come to my gig? It’s at The Blue Roadhouse’. Orange looks up at a black and blue sign ‘The Blue Roadhouse; Motorcycle and Working Mans Club’, Orange shrugs and walks past the bikes to the door.
INT. BAR, BACKSTAGE - NIGHT
Rockstar Spud peers through a curtain at a sea of people, angry, leather vest clad, gorilla looking men and sat propping up the bar is Raging Dead, he is offered a wide birth by the other men, regardless of the fact he’s not in motorcycle gang, he’s fucking Raging Dead, not to be messed with. Swigging Whiskey.
Spud is still staring out.
FRINGE
What are we waiting for?
SPUD
OC, when I asked if he was coming he replied with a half assed thumbs up. In OC talk that means I wouldn't miss it for the world Rockstar Spud, let’s be best friends.
FRINGE
You sure you’re not making it more than it is.
SPUD
We’re gonna be mates.
FRINGE
We need to get out there.
Right as Fringe talks the door swings open and in steps Orange Cassidy. Spud see’s this a smile forms. Every set of eyes in the room turns to him, his denim on denim is a stark contrast to the leather vest clad men populating the room.
SPUD
Well what are we waiting for let’s get on.
INT. BAR - NIGHT
All the bikers stare on as Cassidy moves to the bar. Orange walks up to the bar and stands directly next to Raging Dead, he gives the bartender a look as though he should already know what he wants. The bartender glares at OC also, you can cut the tension with a knife.
RAGING DEAD
He’s with me, he’ll have orange juice.
Orange Cassidy:
Make it a screwdriver
Raging Dead looks at Orange with a raised eyebrow as Local Leather awkwardly bundle out onto the stage.
The band all look somewhat nervous at the size and demeanour of their audience.
CROWD MEMBER
Play a song then assholes.
The other bikers laugh.
Spud tries to laugh off the comment and the band begin to play this:
As the band is playing, to a less than mixed response, the bartender drops OC’s screwdriver in front of him. Orange throws a dollar on the bar as he picks up the glass and brings it to his lips.
RAGING DEAD:
Alright let’s…
OC holds up his hand as he finishes his drink. Once he’s done he turns to RAGING DEAD.
Orange Cassidy:
I don’t like you and you don’t like me. I can put that aside for the purposes of trying to win the match, but if you try to get in my way I won’t hesitate to leave you lying in your own pool of blood. We on the same page?
RAGING DEAD:
Sure.
The band finish playing and the crowd are dead silent.
BEAT
CROWD MEMBER
Less of the gay shit dude!
Ziggy angrily jumps in front of Spud onto the microphone.
ZIGGY
The fuck did you just say cunt?
CROWD
Gay….
Ziggy leaps from the stage and charges at the crowd member with reckless abandonment and bass in hand.
SPUD
Oh fuck, here we go….
Spud readies himself for a fight, knowing he’s going to have to back up his friend.
Ziggy in his sprint is tripped by another biker on his way to the heckler, though in his fall he flies through the air cracking his bass over the head of his intended target, knocking himself and the other man out.
Bikers from every corner of the room, turn to the stage, Local Leather are fucked.
Orange lights up a cigarette, takes a long drag, grabs his empty glass off the bar and nods towards local leather.
Orange Cassidy:
Come on. Trust Exercise.
Orange begins to make his way towards the stage.
Spud smiles and flips from the stage onto a crowd of bikers, knocking them down. Fringe and Panda use this opportunity to run away carrying handfuls of equipment. Spud stands up confidently after taking down so many bikers in one swoop, until a large biker lifts him up by the shirt. As all seems lost for our championship tuber, the large biker gets a tap on his shoulder. As the biker lets go of Spud to turn around, a glass is smashed across his head. The biker crumbles to the ground to reveal the assailant as one freshly squeezed Orange Cassidy.
Spud and Cassidy share an approving nod and as the bikers around begin to regain their composure and get to their feet. Spud and Orange stand back to back fists raised ready to swing for the fences.
Raging Dead pays little attention to the chaos unfolding around him, just slowly swigging his whiskey.
Spud swings, 1 biker down, OC slowly moves out of the way of a punch, the biker overextends annd knocks himself to the floor. Each time 1 gets up they are brought down by ‘Freshly Squeezed’ and ‘The Frontman’.
4 Bikers rise at once, Spud and Orange gulp, Orange puts his hands in his pockets, this confuses the bikers on his side, Spud turns his back, this confuses the 2 on his side. In 1 syncronised motion Cassidy hits his patented hands in pocket double leg drop and Spud hits a double Pele Kick.
Orange and Spud take a second to admire their handy work.
Dead watches the fight through the mirror behind the bar and notices something the smaller men fail to see….
Spud and OC are both gripped by 2 huge bikers from behind in full nelsons, a chain can be heard being dragged along the floor. Another biker approaches slowly wrapping the chain around his knuckles.
BIKER
You 2 little punks pull this shit in our house.
Spud and OC close their eyes tightly.
‘SMACK’
The biker with the chain is completely laid out by a massive Raging Dead lariat. Spud and Orange use this opportunity to wriggle from the grasp of the full nelson.
RAGING DEAD
I don’t want either of you getting hurt before Tuesday.
Spud and Orange nod, as Orange casually sweeps the legs of the bikers that were holding them. The fallen bikers are then met with a double chest stomp each from Spud. Raging Dead starts throwing right hands at anything that moves Orange and Spud are taking out as many bikers as possible with the leg sweep-double foot stomp combo. Unbeknownst to our heroes, the bikers are getting angrier and forcing them into the center of the bar. The number of bikers is quickly becoming more than they can handle as they are now almost back to back again.
All at once the bar door swings open, taking the attention of all in it, a shadowed figure in a leather vest and camo shorts.
SHADOWED FIGURE
(Thick New York accent)
WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?
The bikers surrounding our heroes seem scared and subservient to the figure, parting as he moves to the centre of the room. As low lights shine on the man we see he’s wearing a cap so his face is still shadowed but his body is becoming more and more visible, he is rather rotund but has surprisingly excellently muscular calves. The Shadowed Figure chuckles.
SHADOWED FIGURE
Well I’ll be damned! It sure has been a while, hasn’t it?
Spud and Orange Cassidy look really confused but Raging Dead cracks a smile as he slowly recognises the voice, Dead looks at the surrounding bikers vests.
RAGING DEAD
98 I think?
As the final 2 bikers part a light swings from above and we see BULLY RAY in full Aces and 8’s garb as are all the bikers.
RAGING DEAD
How are ya Bubba?
BULLY RAY
It’s Bully now, what are you and your boys drinking then Dead?
The rest of Aces and 8’s watch on in amazement as their leader marches the 3 men who just fought them to the bar. Ziggy wakes up on the floor. Garrett Bischoff was the one who got his arse kicked the worst because fuck Garrett Bischoff and his shitty tattoo.
The Aces and 8's theme plays as our heroes share a beer with Hells Kitchen/ Dudleyvilles favourite son.
FADE OUT