Kimura

Starring: Roberto, Orlando, Frankie Enzo, Momma Roberto & Uncle Salvatore.

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*The scene opens up in a quiet neighbourhood in Toronto. We know we are in Toronto 'cause you can see the CN Tower in the distance. Then the camera pans on Orlando, who is in front of a house. There's a big Italian flag on the porch.*

Orlando: "Alright, this is the house, I hope he's home."

*Orlando rings the bell.*

Orlando: "Maybe we should've called first"

*After a couple of rings, the door finally opens and it's Roberto. He looks surprised to see Orlando and the cameraman.*

Roberto: "Hey sweety, what are you guys doing here, I thought you guys were supposed come here tomorrow"

Orlando: "Well sorry, but the producer told us to come a day earlier, to get a more natural feel."

Roberto: "Oh it's alright, no problem, come in, come in"

*Roberto shakes Orlando's hand and kisses him on the cheeks. As Roberto is checking Orlando's coat, his mother comes out of the kitchen to see who's at the door.*

Roberto: "Hey ma, this is Orlando, come and say hi."

Momma Roberto: "Oh my God, we finally meet, Roberto told me alot about you. Sorry about the mess, but I didnt have a chance to clean yet, I thought you guys were coming here tomorrow."

*Orlando looks around the house and it looks immaculate. Momma Roberto greets Orlando with a big hug and kisses on the cheeks before he can even get a word in.*

Momma Roberto: "Ok, come in, make yourself at home. You guys hungry? I'm gonna cook some pasta."

Orlando: "Oh thank you very much, but we are fine."

Momma Roberto: "No, no, no, you guys are staying for supper."

Orlando: "Ok, thanks alot mam."

Roberto: "Ok ma, we're gonna go downstairs and work. Make sure you make some meatballs too."

*Roberto and Orlando go to the basement and as they go down the stairs the scene fades to black and we go to commercial. When we come back, Roberto is in front of a boxing bag.*

Roberto: "Ok Orlando, what you wanna do? You wanna shoot some footage of me hitting the bag or what?"

Orlando: "Sounds good. You know, we wanna cover your daily routine. Just do what you usually do when you come to your mother's house to train for a match. But ya, just hit the bag right now and while you do that I'll ask you a few questions."

Roberto: "Perfect. Ok let me just find my boxing gloves and we'll get going. Now where the hell did I put them."

*Roberto tries to look for his gloves, but he can't seem to find them.*

Roberto: "Ok Orlando shoot, ask your questions and I'll answer you best I can while I look for the gloves."

Orlando: "Ok...tell us whats the deal with you and this house."

Roberto: "Well, I actually grew up in this house. I was born in Milan, Italy, but I lived here in Toronto, before I moved to Los Angeles. You can say I'm a multi cultural beauty. I've trained in this house for alot of my fights."

*They all laugh, but laughter turn into frustration as Roberto still can't find his gloves.*

Roberto: "Damn it, I bet you my mom moved them. MAAAAAAAA! MAAAAAAAAA!"

Momma Roberto: "WHAAAT?"

Roberto: "DID YOU TOUCH MY GLOVES?"

Momma Roberto: "WHAAAT?"

Roberto: "DID YOU TOUCH MY BOXING GLOVES?"

*Momma Roberto comes downstairs.*

Momma Roberto: "What Roby, what you yelling about?"

Roberto: "Did you see my boxing gloves?"

Momma Roberto: "They are in the washing machine."

Roberto: "Washing machine? Why are my boxing gloves in the washing machine?"

Momma Roberto: "They were dirty, I washed them."

Roberto: "Ma, you dont wash boxing gloves, whatta hell! I've told you a thousand times...don't touch my stuff."

*As Roberto is fuming, his mother looks really upset and a big frown can be seen on her face.*

Momma Roberto: "See Orlando, see how he treats his own mother."

Orlando: "Oh comon Roberto, it's no big deal."

Roberto: "Oh comon ma, enough with the drama, just dont touch my stuff."

*His mother now looks like she is about to cry. Roberto goes to console her.*

Roberto: "Im sorry ma, I didnt mean it, you know you're my favourite girl."

*Roberto kisses her a bunch of times as they both smile. As they make up, we go to another commercial. When we return, Roberto and Orlando are going upstairs. As they reach the top floor, the door bell rings. Roberto goes and opens the door and it's Roberto's uncle Salvatore. He is kinda overweight, with a strong Italian accent.*

Uncle Salvatore: "Buongiorno."

Roberto: "Where have you been? You were supposed to be here this morning to help me train."

Uncle Salvatore: "I was at the bar, this great poker game started and I couldn't leave."

Roberto: "Great poker game? It's always great for the other people when you're playing. How much did you lose?"

Uncle Salvatore: "Those lucky bastards, I got so unlucky again."

Roberto: "Yeah, yeah, always unlucky. Anyway, this is Orlando, he is here to do a piece on me."

Orlando: "Hi, so you help Roberto train?"

Uncle Salvatore: "Well, he wants the best, that's why I'm here."

Orlando: "Were you a wrestler?"

Uncle Salvatore: "Was I a wrestler?"

Roberto: "Oh man, not again."

Uncle Salvatore: "I used to be the best. People cheered my name all the times...Salvatore, Salvatore, Salvatore. I should have been in the Hall of Fame, but politics...you know!"

Orlando: "I've never heard of you actually."

Uncle Salvatore: "You've never heard of me? I faced Mario Ganzo in Madison Square Garden and I made his ass like a balloon."

Orlando: "You did, you beat Super Mario Ganzo at the Gardens?"

Roberto: "No he didnt, don't listen to him sweety. He actually did face Ganzo once, but it was at a house show and he lost in like 90 seconds."

Uncle Salvatore: "It was a count out because I slipped and I couldn't get back in the ring fast enough."

Roberto: "What the hell are you talking about...he pinned you."

Uncle Salvatore: "Well, the ref made a fast count, I wasn't even hurt actually."

Roberto: "What the hell are you still talking about...you had to be strechered out of the ring and you were in the hospital for like 2 weeks with 3 broken ribs and multiple concussions. That Ganzo Bomb he gave you almost killed you."

Uncle Salvatore: "Whatever, if he would have gave me another shot I would've destroyed him, but he was scared."

Roberto: "Yeah whatever, let's go eat."

*They all go to the kitchen and to the surprise of Orlando, Frankie Enzo is sitting at the table. He looks like he has gained a few pounds and his white wife beater his full of tomato sauce stains. Frankie looks like he is at home.*

Orlando: "Frankie, what's going on?"

*Frankie just nods at Orlando.*

Roberto: "He's been staying with me actually He got kicked out of his apartment and I took him in. He is actually supposed to help me train, but thats all he does all day is eat and sleep. He is a complete bum."

Momma Roberto: "Dont talk like that to Frankie, he is a nice boy. Eat Frankie, eat."

*Momma Roberto fills Frankie's plate full of pasta and meatballs. she seems to really like Frankie.*

Frankie Enzo: "Grazie signora."

Roberto: "Yeah, eat Frankie, I can see your fat rolls from a mile away, you bum."

Momma Roberto: "Leave him alone, he is not fat, he is healthy. Dont worry Frankie, eat sweatheart."

*As they all dug in to eat, we go to another commercial. When we return they have all finished eating and they're all having their espressos.*

Uncle Salvatore: "Now, THAT was a meal."

*Uncle Salvatore leans back on the chair, opens up his top button of his pants and lets one rip. Frankie does the same. It sounds like a concerto in the kitchen and the smell makes everyone dizzy...even the cameraman is shaking.*

Roberto: "You guys are disgusting."

Orlando: "I think I'm gonna pass out."

Frankie Enzo: "Speaking of passing out, I think I'm gonna go take a nap."

Roberto: "A nap? Didn't you just wake up?"

Frankie Enzo: "I'm tired, what can I do."

Roberto: "Tired from what, sleeping? Whatever, let's go cut a promo Orlando, it's getting pretty late."

*Orlando and Roberto go back to the basement and start shooting the promo. Roberto gets in the zone.*

Roberto: "The time has finally come. Our date with the Steel Cage is upon us. Ultimate Pain, I've never been so determined in my life to beat someone. You see, you've put your career on the line at In Exile against me, like I'm some kind of chump, like I'm Devon Jones or Mike Rotch. You see, that has offended me dearly. What you did was most disrepectful thing someone has ever done to me. Let me ask you something, is it because you really believe you can beat me? Or is it because you are playing some kind of mind game? Well, let me tell you something, you couldn't beat me on your best day, but I can beat you on my worst. I stand before you as the CWA Champion because I am the best and in case you've forgotten, you are the man I beat to become Champion. At In Exile a Steel Cage will await us and most likely our journey will come to an end. You see, if I beat you, your career is over, done, finito...and if you beat me, it means I am dead, because you are going to have to kill to win and take the CWA Title away from me. You see boy, Toronto is my home and I know I'm not alone. Unlike other times where you had people watching your back, at In Exile, I'm going to be the guy with the extra man in my corner. Ultimate Pain, Steel Cages may break your bones, but I will break your ass.....may God have mercy on my soul for what I am going to do to you!

*Camera fades to black.*

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