The scene opens up with a shot of a young man with long dark hair, all dressed in black, walking down the hallways of the HWA. His eyes are sharp and penetrating, his skin is slightly bronze tanned. He walks towards the office of HWA Commish Black Sky, knocks and enters. And there he is, the legend that is this man, Black Sky, dressed in casual clothes, without the infamous black and red face paint, and he grows a little smile on his face as he sees the other man entering the room.
Sky: Ah, finally, Mr. Balzaretti, welcome to my office, it’s a pleasure to have you here.
Mr. Balzaretti: Yeah, yeah, Mr. Sky, but call me SIGNORE Balzaretti, per favore.
Sky: Ok, no problem, Signore Balzaretti, so are you ready to put your autograph on the contract?
Signore Balzaretti: Hell yeah, as
long as I get to beat people up…
Sky: Oh, don’t worry, we have enough of those victims for you.
Signore Balzaretti: Good, good. You know, it’s kind of a family tradition to hurt people. Back home in Italy we are kings, we go up to anyone and ask, no, order them to give us a little money, you know, for charity of course…
Sky: …of course…
Signore Balzaretti: …and if they don’t give us our money, well, let’s say my fists have seen more blood than you can imagine.
Sky: {thinks of all his gruelling matches that
he’s had in his active career} I can imagine A
LOT of blood!
Signore Balzaretti: More, MUCH
more!
Sky: Fair enough, so, Mister…
Signore Balzaretti: SIGNORE!
Sky: Signore Balzaretti, you wanna sign here… and here, please.
Signore Balzaretti: I put three
crosses, that ok?
Sky: Um, yeah, sure, I guess.
Signore Balzaretti: So, I’m a
superstar now and I can beat people up whenever I want?
Sky: Yeah, well, pretty much, but
there are a couple of rules that have to be followed…
Signore Balzaretti: Tell me when
I will have broken them.
Sky: Um, no it doesn’t work that way. I’ll explain it later.
Signore Balzaretti: Yeah, you do
that.
Sky: Let’s go for a welcome-beer, shall we?
Signore Balzaretti: Sure.
Sky : Well, congrats, you are now officially a member of the HWA, your Mama would be proud of you if she could see you right now…
Signore Balzaretti: {angrily} NOBODY talks about MAMA!
Sky: Oh, I’m sorry. Anyhow, let’s go
for a drink…
Signore Balzaretti: Ok, if you
leave Mama out of this, she has NOTHING to do with this, ok?
Sky: Yeah, sure, but CALM DOWN!
Signore Balzaretti: I will. No
more Mama.
Sky: Deal.
We fade to black with a last shot of this new odd HWA Superstar who worships Mama more than anything else in this world, walking next to the legend, Black Sky.