CELEBRATION
BACKSTAGE
“I’d like to propose a toast to the guest of honour, our dearest enforcer, Brent Kersh!”
[The voice emanates from across the room; it’s somewhat familiar, yet distant. We remain focused on unamused face of Kersh.]“Brent has been wrestling since time itself began, or at least it feels that way. There has often been debate in the locker room about whether God created the universe, or Brent Kersh beat him in a match to be granted the honour.”
[Cue fake laughter.]“All joking aside, Brent has had a wonderful wrestling career. He’s defeated monsters amongst men and separated the men from the boys. There’s no-one who should be prouder of their contribution to wrestling than he.”
[‘Here, Here!’]“So, please raise a glass to The Enforcer, Brent Kersh.”
[Clink.]“Congratulations on your retirement.”
[The look on Brent’s face says it all. His eyes are full of rage, and they only seem to get angrier as the camera pans away to show Edward Newton approaching with a glass of champagne. He stops just short of The Enforcer, steps to the side and places a hand on his shoulder.] [Newton stares off into the distance with a proud smile, as Kersh looks up at him with eyes like laser beams.] [Cut.]MARVOLO VS. PLAYER 2
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
ADAM EVE VS. SIMON SANE
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
911
FLASHFORWARD
“911, where is your emergency?”
[Crackle.]“My father has been shot!”
“Okay sir, can you tell me where you are?”
[There’s a lengthy pause.]“7288 Meridian Avenue, Indianapolis Indiana.”
“Do you know who shot your father?”
[Breathlessly.] “I-I- I don’t. I need an ambulance now, he’s bleeding badly. Oh God, there’s blood everywhere.”“Remain calm, sir, an ambulance has been dispatched and is on route to you now. I need you to try and keep your father conscious. Apply pressure to the wound and try to stop the bleeding until the ambulance arrives. What’s your name?”
[Panicked.] “It’s Cael, Cael Gable,” [He says.] “Oh shit, he’s coming back. The guy who shot my father, he’s back. It’s… oh man, it’s…. no, please, wait! I’m sorry! I’m just so sorry.” [BANG!]“Sir? Mr. Gable, are you there?”
[Dial tone.]“Sir?”
[There’s another pause.] [Then some clicking of buttons.] [And then we hear a ringing tone.] [Click.]“Sir, it’s the 911 operator. Is everything okay?”
[Silence.]“I’m afraid not,” [a calm voice with a slight accent.] “We’re going to need two ambulances, darlin’. In fact, make that an ambulance and a coroner.”
“Who is this? Who am I speaking to?”
[Pause.]“The law.”
[Click.]PLAYER 1 VS. BOBBY NEPTUNE
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
VIKTOR NORTH VS. ETHAN ROSE
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
A DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY REUNITED
BACKSTAGE
“What are you doing here?” [It asks.] [Hysteria positions himself in the far corner, away from his former compadre, but before he can respond, footsteps interrupt him.] [Both of them prepare for a fight, only Smiley walks in.] [Immediately, Hysteria becomes defensive. Both men walk towards each other, standing face to face, nose to nose, in the middle of this once empty room. The tension is high, and this could erupt at any moment.] [Cough.] [Just then, from above, having been inside the room this entire time, drops The Sharkman.] [The Asylum – reunited.] [All four stand inside the middle of this room, looking at each other. The only confusion we can see belongs on the face of Smiley.]
“I’m going to assume that you three received the same note as I?” [The Sharkman says, a voice of reason amongst the tension] [Hysteria reaches into his suit pocket, revealing his note. Smiley pulls one from his jacket and Doubt pulls one from within its glove.] [Buzz!] [The sound of a loudspeaker abruptly cuts in, buzzing above their heads. All four look up, trying to figure out where it’s coming from.]
“I’m glad you could join us,” [says a familiar voice.] “We’ve brought you all together today because time is of the essence. Soon enough, you will need to make a decision. Join our family, or belong to your own.”
[The Sharkman realizes who it is and immediately refuses.]“There’s no chance, DTR,” [he yells back.] “I’ll never be under another man’s spell. Never again!”
[Crackle. Hiss. Pop.]“You once called these men brothers and now I ask of you, how true was your bond? In our Family, our bond is for life. We are bonded by the Virus coursing through our veins. You could have this and more. All you must do, is join our plague.”
[This time, Smiley responds.] “Never,” [he hisses.] “I’ll never be one of you.” [Crackle. Hiss. Pop.]“Do you doubt us, brother It? Do you doubt our bond is sincere and true? Look at what these men have done to you. Would you rather align with them, than us?”
[Doubt looks up.] “I choose neither.” [Crackle. Hiss. Pop.]“Hysteria,” [DTR’s voice is now becoming irater.] “You must understand? You know you cannot hide from us. You know that Injustice is not enough to survive. Join us, and we will provide you with salvation.”
[Hysteria looks at his once brothers in arms, then up at the speaker.]“I don’t have a family. I have nothing.”
[Smiley, Doubt and Sharkman look at him. Will he join them? Is he on the verge?]“And what I did have, you cannot replace.”
[Crackle. Hiss. Pop.] [There’s no more words, only laughter. Suddenly, the clink of something entering the room can be heard. The Asylum look down, but it’s too late. A tear gas cannister detonates, dropping them all rather quickly to their knees.] [Footsteps once again are heard, but this time they belong to Max Million and Jensen Cussen.] [They pick up the scraps, wearing gas masks and attacking with steel chairs. As The Asylum kneel, choking, they drive the chairs across their skulls, knocking them unconscious.] [Crackle. Hiss. Pop.]“So it begins.”
[Cut.]SPLIT VS. JENSEN CUSSEN
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
INFILTRATION
RECORDED EARLIER
“Red Sector, clear. Blue?”
[The sound comes from a Walkie-Talkie on his waist. He’s suddenly jolted awake as he grabs the Walkie Talkie and pulls it to his mouth.]“Blue Sector, clear.”
[As soon as his thumb clicks off the button, he’s tackled to the ground by a blur of movement. Only the rustle of grass beneath them as a sickening snap is heard. The dark blur moves closer to his destination.] [The White House.] [A quick change of scenery to inside of the capital as two guards watch as President Jackson Grant Fitzgerald gives a speech. A banner reading “American Cancer Society: Keeping Cancer Costs Low.” The President smiles brightly as the two servicemen talk underneath their breath.]“How long do you think he’ll go on for?”
“No idea. He gets a generous donation from this foundation so we might be here awhile.”
[The lights dim in the room for a moment before resuming their usual vibrancy. The two suited men look at each other and immediately their fingers press against their ears.]“Code 211. Someone attempted to turn off the lights, but luckily the generator kicked on before they could go all the way out. Send someone to check on those.”
[FWWWDDDSHHHHH!] [A huge explosion is felt through the foundation of the building as both Secret Service men draw their weapons. The lights dim once again before resuming their normal brilliance. People in the crowd curiously look up at the flickering lights as they begin to stand in alarm. The two guards look through the large window and see smoke coming from a building not too far away from the main.]“Code 212! Someone has infiltrated the generators!”
[Another deafening explosion from outside as the lights shine brighter for a second… and fall to darkness!]“Code 2! Evacuate!”
[A siren begins to blare as red emergency lights flash! Just as this happens a canister rolls into the room and pops!] [Smoke begins to fill every corner of the room as The President is quickly escorted out of the room as everyone else begins coughing profusely.] [A shadowy figure emerges from the smoke and grabs a woman by the wrist and holds a gun to her head. She tries to jerk away in panic only for him to imprint the chamber further into her temple with warning.]“Simon says he wouldn’t do that if he were you.”
[The words come slightly muffled through the heavy gas mask on his face as his black cloak flows around him.]“Now, let’s find Mr. President.”
JAKE JECKEL VS. SANTA CLAUS
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
ON TENTERHOOKS
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“We do not have much time. They will be here momentarily.”
[Lyra Starchild. She steps towards him, appearing out of the smoke like a pop icon on stage. Slowly, reaching her hand toward him, she helps him to his feet and waits until his daze has steadied.]“I didn’t want to beam you here like this, but time is of the essence, I am afraid. Fear not, you will be returned to the Tap Room in due time.”
[She waits for Bobby to retort, but he does not. He still looks a little perplexed so she continues.]“You are a valuable commodity it would seem Bobby Neptune. Alas, you never had a chance last week to respond to my proposal. You have a heavy decision to make. One that could change the very landscape of this Earth for better or worse. The fate of your world resides on your shoulders.
There is no middle ground here, Bobby Neptune. Join me and fight the Zetas… Or join them and fight against me. But I want you to be clear, that there is only one right choice. Only one has the human race’s best interest at heart. To the Zetas, humans are disposable in their quest for advancement. I stand as the sole protectant of your planet.
The key lies in your control, your energy… Focus it where it matters.”
[Bobby runs his hands through his hair, trying to make sense of a situation that seems so outside him. He speaks slowly, a hint of confusion and mistrust in his voice.]“I hear what you are saying but it is only natural that I am sceptical. What you say sounds sincere but I cannot help feeling that I am being manipulated in some way. The Zeta seek me also, I need to at least hear them out.”
[Lyra steps forward, her calm expression changing to a stern look of warning.]“Do not fall for their trickery like Captain Zappa has. I know their type. Earth is nothing but a planet with perfect conditions for life to them. They care not for its inhabitants.”
[Bobby Neptune shakes his head.]“I don’t know what to think. If you are who you say you are, I am going to need to see some proof.”
[It is at this moment that they are interrupted by the arrival of several figures. They beam into the otherwise barren landscape seemingly out of nowhere. In that instant, Lyra had vanished, leaving Neptune alone. The Zeta approach Bobby and bow to him in respect. Only the leader speaks.]“You are the Keymaster. For within you contains the key to this war. We cannot discuss details here…” [The Zeta looks around suspiciously.] “…I fear the location may not be secure. Take this, we will be in contact when the time is right.”
[The Zeta leader hands him a small black circular device, no bigger than his palm. With that, the Zeta beam out as abruptly as they had arrived and Lyra reappears, turning off her cloaking device. She shakes her head at Neptune.]“Be careful, Bobby Neptune. Do not let yourself be tricked into supporting the wrong side.”
[Bobby turns the small circular device over in his hands, still not sure what to think of the whole situation.]ALISTAIR HUXLEY VS. DTR
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
DOUBT VS. CAPTAIN ZAPPA
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
LEADERSHIP
RECORDED EARLIER
“Did you think you could enter our compound without us knowing, boy?” [Says one of them.] [Jake looks to his left, then his right, realizing that he’s surrounded. Men, women and children stand at all sides of him, with burning torches in their hand, made of paper and wood.] [A voice bellows from the darkness.]
“Stand down.”
[Pushing her way through the crowd, Calypso arrives at the forefront, everyone else having stepped backwards; heeding her warning.]“What do you want, Jeckel?”
[He smiles, removing his hood.] “I wanted to see your operation. I wanted to see why these people follow you.” [She laughs.]“These people are nothing like you, and like me, they don’t trust you,” [Calypso remarks with a grin.] “Nor will they ever, unless I do.”
“Then you’re all gonna die,” [Jeckel says bluntly.] “You,” [he points to a young girl.] “Dead,” [he says switching his attention to an old woman,] “And you, and you, and you. All dead.”
[The people start murmuring amongst themselves. Calypso looks around, worried.]“You don’t understand, do you?” [Jake says stepping closer to her.] “This isn’t about you, or them. It isn’t about me. This is about life as we know it. I’m not trying to become King of the gutter rats, Calypso. I’m trying to save the fuckin’ planet.”
[Jeckel shakes his head in disgust and barges past her. Her people separate, letting him go, watching as he walks away.]“Think about that,” [he says shouting back.] “Just think about that.”
[Cut.]SMILEY VS. ORDELL TERMINUS
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
MOTHER VS. CAEL GABLE
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
VISION QUEST
BACKSTAGE
“The stars of the sky fell to the earth, as a fig tree casts its unripe figs when shaken by a great wind.”
[Zappa falls for what seems like forever, the ground having split apart like a scroll beneath him. As he falls, he can see the cities and mountains of man all moving and being lost in fields of fire and destruction.]“Then the kings of the earth and the great men and the commanders and the rich and the strong and every slave and free man hid themselves in the caves and among the rocks of the mountains.”
[As the fall continues, Zappa’s eyes widen as he seems to be falling towards a battleground. Two armies collide with ferocity this world has never seen, like two opposing rivers rushing towards one another with no intention of merging.] [Yet as he nearly reaches this battle, the two armies slowly lose any semblance of being opposing forces, instead they turn to blood.] [SPLASH!] [With great force, Captain Zappa slowly pulls himself out of the body of liquid he has fallen into. As he stands to his feet in the knee-deep liquid, one can easily see that it is a red viscous liquid the color of blood. Zappa looks around him in this dark place, unable to grasp what he has just seen. He looks down at the joint in his hand, having not lost it during the fall.]“Last time I buy off the street.”
[Obviously thinking this was just another trip, Zappa begins wading through this river of blood towards who knows where.] [Yet in the other direction, at the top of an incline, Lux Bellator stands watching behind his wooden altar. He touches the ancient book that he so covets, only two seals remaining from it being opened.]“The great day of their wrath has come, and who is able to stand?”
[The sixth seal has broken, and the sixth bowl begins to fill.] [What does Lux Bellator want with Captain Zappa?]SOLOMON RHODES VS. HADES
[The Dragon lost one of the biggest matches of his life last week at Genesis now he looks to regroup against the ruler of the Underworld itself. Can Rhodes spark up the fire once more or is a God more powerful then a Dragon?]
[The bell sounds as Rhodes rushes forward, delivering a massive running dropkick that barely affects Hades, Rhodes bouncing off as Hades steps back a few feet. Undetered, Rhodes rushes to the ropes once more, bouncing off, BIG BOOT! Hades nearly takes Rhodes head off as the Dragon stumbles to his feet into a flurry of lefts and rights as a stiff elbow to the jaw nearly knocks Rhodes out cold, Hades hoisting him up into the air with a Military Press but Rhodes manages to slip down, POISON-RANA!]
[Hades lands on the back of his head as Rhodes covers, ONE…FORCEFUL KICK OUT! Rhodes rolls to his feet, DARKWISH! The Superkick stuns Hades as Rhodes tries to lift him up but Hades is too powerful as a simple elbow to the back of the neck stops Rhodes cold before the Dragon is lifted up by the throat, RIVER STYX! The Dragon hits hard into the turnbuckles as he stumbles out into the clutches of Hades, WELCOME TO THE…RHODES TURNS IN MID-AIR, LEAPING DARKWISH! Hades staggers back, as Rhodes runs to the ropes, SPRINGBOARD DARKWISH TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Hades is out on his feet as Rhodes leaps up, CHAOS THEORY! Hades finally goes down as Rhodes hooks the leg, ONE…TWO…THREE!!!]
[Rhodes does it but it took everything for him to put down the Lord of the Underworld as the Dragon now moves onto the second round to face either Ethan Bird or Lyra Starchild]
THE GATEWAY
RINGSIDE
“Having trouble, Hades?”
[The God of the Underworld turns around, a look of disdain on his face as he comes face to face with…] [Ordell Terminus.]“It would seem the gateway outside has been locked to you, hasn’t it?”
“A puny door isn’t a concern to me.”
[Ordell chuckles.]“Of course, I wouldn’t expect it to be. But I expect you to be able to read between the lines.”
[Hades sneers at Ordell, moving towards the newcomer, the God towering over him as he tries to intimidate him. However, Ordell stands his ground and refuses to back away as he looks up at the God.]“Do not try and speak down to me, mortal. You are a mere worshipper of a false god, you are nothing to me.”
“Janus is no false prophet, Hades. And I am not talking down to you. I am merely here to issue a challenge.”
[Hades smirks at the thought.]“A challenge?”
“Yes. You see, much like how you are locked behind that door, the undeservingly tortured of the underworld are forever locked away.”
[Hades narrows his eyes.]“What are you getting at, mortal?”
“I want to face you in the ring with the freedom of a few innocent souls on the line, Hades.”
[Hades’ face contorts into an expression of fury as he shoves Ordell back, the smaller man wisely creating distance as Hades closes in.]“No mortal will dare try and persuade my rule! You wish to insult me by trying to steal my souls from me? Then you will perish!”
[Ordell ducks a lariat, getting behind Hades and hitting a fast kick to the back that sends Hades forward! As the god turns around to swing at Ordell he finds the mortal gone! Terminus’ voice echoes through the halls as Hades tries to find where he went.]“I merely look to be their gateway, Hades. Their gateway to the greatness that you deprive them of.”
[Hades angrily tears through the hallway, the scene fading out as he looks for the missing worshipper of Janus.]HYSTERIA VS. MAX MILLION
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
THE SCARECROW VS. JGF
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
DOUBLE VISION
THE ROYAL CHAMBERS
“One does not have all day!” [Royal shouts.] “This dreary cove must be restored to its splendor. The King will have nothing less than greatness.”
[The knights, squires, and others assembled all begin to work that much faster to get the correct drapes in place, the correct rugs on display, and all that needs to happen to create what their King demands.]“My Lord.” [Queen Raquel begins.] “Once this pathetic assemblage in OSW have been brought to their knees before you, whom will be sent to the gallows first?”
[The King grins, watching as his King’s Guard come together before him.]“One has a few ideas. But first,” [Royal says with a twinkle in his eyes.] “The King must present his colors to the world, and remind them that there is only one King here. One fears they’ve forgotten what one is capable of.”
[With that wide grin still on his face, Royal stands to his feet and descends from his throne. His match is soon, and he must begin heading that way.] [Queen Raquel has a smile on her face as Royal and his retinue leave the throne room. She turns to take a seat on the throne, but nearly jumps out of her skin.]“Marvolo!” [The Queen shrieks.] [Indeed, Marvolo is now sitting on the King’s throne. On the other side of the throne stands Raquel herself.]
“Blind Raquel!” [Marvolo greets his former manager.] “Marvolo thought you’d hear us arrive. Don’t blind people have better senses?”
“I’m not all the way blind, you idiot!” [Raquel retorts.] [Marvolo ignores this, gesturing towards the fully-sighted Raquel.]
“Meet Raquel.” [He says with a grin, standing to his feet.] “The only thing broken on her is her English!”
“Marvolo es Number Wahn.” [Raquel says.] [The Queen rolls her eyes, but before she can say anything, Marvolo nods down at the throne.]
“Tell Nigey that Marvolo has waited a long time for him to come back.” [Raquel leads him down from the throne.] “Marvolo forgets a lot of things, but some things he does not.”
[Marvolo begins to head towards a wall, but Raquel guides him towards the exit instead. They leave the Queen alone as she sits down on the throne with rage in her eye.]CALYPSO VS. THE SHARKMAN
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
FACADE
RECORDED EARLIER
“Stop it right there!”
[Sane does as instructed but turns his head to see the two guards at the back of the room with their pistols trained on him.] [With a quick twirl, Simon brings the girl in front of him. The two glance at each other with a moment of hesitation. It’s this hesitation that Sane capitalizes on as he thrusts the girl forward, off the stage, and on top of them. They stop to catch her as he darts into the alcove.] [Gunfire rings wildly as several screams of panic and fear fill the small room.] [The smoke moves momentarily as the body count in the room is immense. Standing amongst them are two lone people: Simon Sane and President Jackson Grant Fitzgerald. Sane reaches out and grabs Fitzgerald by the collar.] [He yanks him close, and that’s when it happens.] [His wig falls right off of his head. Sane looks down at it as his hands begin to shake on his collar. He reaches forward and pulls the false-nose right off his face. He throws the imposter to the ground and aims his pistol right at his head.]“P-p-please sir! Don’t do it!”
“Spreading lies and creating half-truths. You forfeited your life when you helped his agenda grow and continued to spread his treasonous propaganda.”
[Gunshots ring out once more as his kneecaps are no more. The other two Secret Service men enter the room only to find it barren from the intruder with only bodies strewn about and one howling impersonator on the floor. Behind him is a vault-entrance to which something is written on it.] [A red, spraypainted ‘X Marks The Spot.’]LYRA STARCHILD VS. ETHAN BIRD
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
NUTS AND BOLTS
BACKSTAGE
“Jesus, look at this place…it could use some freshening up around here.”
[A young woman walks by, catching the eye of Rose as he shoots her a wink and a smile.]“Hey baby, you know why they call me the Phoenix? Cause I always rise to the occasion…and I’d be happy to show you—“
[The woman suddenly screams, running off as we hear a barking from the distance. Rose turns around to see what the commotion is…and narrowly avoids the attack of a wolf charging at him! The wolf rears back, looking to strike again when a screeching noise approaches both of them. A large machine-like figure appears, blocking the wolf from attacking Rose! The wolf runs off, leaving us with the machine and an unimpressed Rose as another man runs up.]“Are you alright, sir?”
[Ethan just scoffs as he looks at the machine.]“I’m fine, though your little dog and this bucket of bolts just ruined my shot at a fun time tonight. And who the hell are you, anyway?”
“I’m Tommy, Tommy Edison…and that wasn’t my animal. This bucket of bolts is The Automaton, and you should be thanking him for saving your neck just now.”
[Rose just rolls his eyes in annoyance with a sigh.]“Look mate, I’m a big boy and I can defend myself. I don’t need you or your little toy trying to be my hero, so why don’t you play Transformers somewhere else and leave me alone? I’m gonna try my hand at that cutie I saw just a minute ago, so if you’ll excuse me.”
[Rose walks off with a chuckle, leaving Tommy to check on TAM’s diagnostics.] [Cut.]BLOW OUT YOUR CANDLES
BACKSTAGE
“Do you know what these are, Mr. Kersh?” [He asks calmly.] “These are your retirement papers.”
[Brent sneers.]“I know, I know, we haven’t even blown out the candles or cut the cake, yet.”
[Kersh looks up at him with disgust.] “What is this, you maniac? What do you think you’re doing? You took me from the hospital, kidnapped me at the birth of my child and brought me here.” [Newton rolls his eyes, then his head, mocking The Enforcer.]“You’re so ungrateful, aren’t you?” [He complains.] “Stop the music! Stop the party! DJ Hysteria, shut it off, we have a party pooper!”
[The music abruptly cuts.]“Have you lost your mind, Newton?” [Kersh investigates just as abruptly.] “Is that it? Did The Scarecrow jumble that giant brain of yours? You need to let me out of here.”
[Edward shakes his head.] “Not until you sign these papers, Mr. Kersh. Tonight is your long awaited retirement and we’ve gone to all this effort to celebrate it with you.” [Brent thinks about it for a moment. He reluctantly sighs, lowering his head.]“Fine. I’ll sign your damn papers.”
[Newton looks almost giddy at the news. He quickly unties the chair of Kersh, allowing his arms to be free. The Enforcer takes the clipboard and flicks through the documents.]“So, once I’ve signed these, that’s it?” [He asks.] “No Championship match at Ring King? No Red Snow III? Not even one more match?”
[The Riddler shakes his head.] [Kersh sighs.] [WHACK!] [Suddenly he stands, wrapping the clipboard across the head of Edward Newton. The Riddler bounds backwards into a wall, but he hasn’t time to escape before Kersh is on him. The Enforcer pulls him close by the tie, planting a headbutt across his nose that sends blood gushing in all directions.] [Hysteria comes running over, only for Kersh to snap up the wooden chair and break it across his head.] [As Newton slumps to the floor, holding his nose in agony, Brent snatches the paper from the clipboard and rips it to shreds.]“I’m not retiring,” [He says tossing the ripped papers at him.] “Not today, not tomorrow and not before I get my hands on your Championship. Thanks for the party, kid.”
[Brent heads over to the door, only he stops at the handle. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something. He walks over to a large cake, blowing out the candles. With a finger, he takes a large scoop of icing, tasting it.] [Somewhat impressed by the flavour, he nods his head and walks to the exit. The camera then focuses on a flustered and angry Edward Newton, blood pouring from his nose, before cutting to static.] [Cut.]MIKE LANE VS. KING ROYAL
RING KING ROUND OF ’32
WHERE YOUR EYES DON’T GO
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Scarecrow,” [screams the same voice.] “Come out; come out, wherever you are.”
[It’s Mother.] [She’s crawling through the cornfield, searching every inch of it for The Scarecrow.]“You betrayed me. You entombed and trapped me. Me? The one who saved your very being from the brink of solitude and despair.”
[Her voice becomes louder and louder.]“And how do you repay me? You force me into the very solitude and despair I saved you from.”
[She chuckles, almost in disbelief.]“Why? Answer me! Why?”
[Silence.] [Mother crawls out into the open, having reached the perch. She stands, mud caked across her knees and dress, looking at it.]“Because I understand now.”
[Finally, The Scarecrow’s voice joins her within the night. She looks around for him, but he isn’t there. Wherever he is, she can’t see him.]“You were using me, Mother. You were using us all. These pathetic morsels of humanity roam this world, ever curious about their lives. They don’t understand their universe. I came to understand mine.”
[Mother smiles sadistically. There’s a sinister look upon her face.]“I came to understand everything. I know what has been, and what will be. I know what you are, and what I am.”
[She scoffs.] “And when do you intend to stop hiding in the darkness and face what you know, Scarecrow?” [Flutter.] [Nothing.]“Where your eyes don’t go, Mother.”
[Cut.]