The scene opens up with a shot of the long hallways of a HWA Arena. The camera slowly fades through the hallways, passing different locker room. After a while it stops in front of one locker room where the door is left open a couple of inches. We soon recognise this locker room as the one of the group known as the...
We open the door and we see a bruised man lying on a bed. The man is coughing and the woman who is standing next to him, holding his hands and healing his wounds is talking to him, quietly. The battered couple is the combination of the former Duo Infernale, one half of the team known as Pleasure & Pain, members of the Malice Palace...
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Cecilia is gently moving her hand over Esteban's face, which is all covered by wounds and bruises, courtesy of the Bad Influence attack not too long ago. It's obvious that Esteban is in no state to perform or even talk and Cecilia just gives the camera a short but angry look. She motions the camera to move back outside and she slowly follows him, not taking her eyes of her broken boyfriend. The angry look on her face soon turns into a look of sadness as she slowly moves her head away from Esteban, thinking of the pain he must be going through.
Why do people do this to other people? Were we that bad, too? Did we hurt other people just like they now hurt us? Why? What is the reason for such insane and sick behavior? Frustration? Hatred? Anger? Lack of love? There has to be some reason for it, no man ever would do anything like that... without a reason. What was DBR's reason? What was he thinking? Revenge? What for? What did Esteban do to him? Nothing! Absolutely nothing! He is just of a different opinion, that's all. He just said NO when he had to say it.
Cecilia sits down in front of the locker room, her head between her arms and on her knees. The camera stays on her for a while, and soon she moves her head back up, looking straight into the camera with this sad look, maybe even a bit scared, but definitely beautiful as ever.
Cecilia:
Why, Scott, why? What did he do? Are you still angry that he did turn down your offer? What a fucked up man you must be, DBR, did you really think Esteban would choose the likes of a sick man like you, a whacko like Wild Thang, a racist killing machine like KKM, a pimp, and a monster... over the person he loves?
Scotty, you seem to have a heart, you seem to know what love is. Your wife, your kid, they seem to have been your everything. It's not our fault that they are not here anymore, Scott, but explain me one thing. Why do you want to make other people suffer? Why do they have to experience the same thing you did? Don't you have a feeling of... allowing other people to be happy? Why do you grudge us our luck?
You know, I once thought that you were a good man, and yes, you might be right, maybe it is the fault of the HWA, maybe it was the HWA that made Esteban and myself go crazy for a while, but that doesn't change the fact that we're still human beings! We are strong! We don't need the HWA to tell us what to do. And if they tell us to do this, we do it and don't think about it any longer. It's a job, Scotty, it's just a job. Now that your love has gone... maybe this job has become your life, but then you would be a very sad man, Scott.
Don't you see, Angela, she might be a weird and sometimes obnoxious young woman, but she LOVES you! Why can't you see that? Your wife is dead, it's time to move on! You can't change the history? IT'S OVER!
You talk about how nobody cares about the poverty in third world countries and so on. Well, Scotty, as you might know, we're from Venezuela, we're from a third world country. We know what it's like over there. Maybe we grew up in the richer part of the town, but that doesn't change the fact that some of our friends, well, they are very poor. We do everything we can to help them. We were there when the flood disaster rolled over the coastal regions in Venezuela. We were there, Scotty, we were standing in the mud, digging up lifeless bodies, bodies of our friends, of people we knew and loved. And you know what the cruelest thing was... it was Christmas Day, a day of love and harmony.
My friends died there, Scotty, friends I loved, people I respected, people who tried to save other people. Where does your hate come from, Scott? We're not bad people.
Scotty, don't you tell us about problems in society. We're latinos, almost everywhere we go we're not very welcome. There are exceptions, of course, but they are hard to find. Maybe you didn't realize, but the man you're trying to take down, Jason Chambers, he is one of the few people who we can talk to. He's a friend. He is there for us, he understand our problems.
And you, Scott? You remember when you wanted Esteban to join Bad Influence, or why, in the first place? Because he was just as frustrated at society as you are! But you can't change ANYTHING at all if you REFUSE to find compromises! Don't you understand that? All you do is tell everyone how this is shit and how that is fucked up, how stupid he is yaddayadda.
You're missing the point, Scotty.
You need a reality check, DBR, and more than that, you need help. So you're into psychology, huh? Well, what good can a psychologist be... if he himself needs to go to see a shrink?
DBR, let me help you, I might not be trained for that sort of stuff, but I think I'm intelligent enough and grown up enough to help. And bring Angela with you, we'll sort her out as well.
Suddenly we hear Esteban cough out very loud in the background and he is quietly calling for Cecilia. His girlfriend jumps up and enters the room, leaving the cameraman on the outside. We fade out.