"Friends" In High Places

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[Cassius Corleone is shown sitting in an expensive leather chair in one of the several rooms of his expensive mansion that he shares with his wife, Sakura. He’s dressed in an all white suit with his hair slicked back as he sips a glass of what appears to be whiskey while smoking a cigar.]

Cash: Hey now, don’t go thinkin’ I just throw my health to the wind; I only smoke on special occasions. And what could possibly be more special than the birth of the most beautiful girl in the entire world not named “Sakura”? And what could make it even MORE special than The One True Pairing returning to the spotlight where they belong? And what could be even MORE special than all that and our own reality show to go with it? I’m not surprised Claudia wanted us as a part of The Underworld, because we happen to be the absolute most talented couple on the face of God’s green earth and that’s no understatement, alright? That’s why she offered the works. That’s why she rolled out the red carpet and wanted us in her faction and to give us a primetime slot to host this show of our’s and remind the world of what they’ll never have. Hell, she even offered to sell some property to us here near her Castle, so naturally we built a cozy little mansion and moved in. It’s all gonna be ours eventually anyway, so I figure why not?

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[Sakura Corleone - dressed in a beautifully-crafted pink dress - is shown in one of the several kitchens of the Corleone Mansion as she holds what appears to be a child in her arm; swaddled in an expensive cloth.]

Sakura: Who’s the smartest, most precious, most amazing baby in the entire world? You know it’s you! You and only you! That’s my sweet girl!

[Cassius walks into the kitchen with a grin on his face.]

Cash: There they are! There’s my girls! How’s she doing?

[Sakura puts the cloth down on a counter and reveals she was just looking at a tablet that had Hurricane Corleone on FaceTime as the baby coos and giggles.]

Cash: Wait, you don’t have her with you?

Sakura: Oh goodness, no! Way too much work, my Cassius! I had the kid, I’m not some freakin’ caretaker. She’s with the Nanny, of course.

Cash: Excellent, go get Lupe. I have a special surprise.

[The Corleone Nanny, Lupe, quickly rushes out with Hurricane in her arms to see Sakura and Cassius awaiting in the driveway with an extremely expensive-looking sports car behind them.]

Cash: There she is! It’s about time! I got to thinking and I realized that you’ve been working so hard and you’ve proven to be so talented and everything, that I figured why not award you with something? It’s my personal philosophy that those who bust their asses should be gifted with something to show gratitude. So take a look…

[Cassius and Sakura step aside to show off the sports car as Lupe gasps and begins to get weepy-eyed.]

Cash: THAT is the most expensive car in the entire world, a Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita! It’s all yours!

[Lupe: Oh my goodness! Oh dios mio! Thank you, Senor Corleone! Thank you so much! I don’t know how I could ever---]

Cash: What the hell are you going on about, Lupe? This isn’t for you, it’s for Hurricane…

[Lupe looks at a grinning Cassius and Sakura with nothing but confusion as she tries to understand the situation.]

Lupe: But… Senor Corleone, she is but a child… Just a little baby… She was only born--

Cash: Lupe, I don’t pay you to tell me what I’m already aware of. I know perfectly well that my Hurricane is an infant. Do you think I’m some kinda dumbass? Obviously she’s a little baby. But she’s OUR baby. She’s the daughter of Cassius and Sakura Corleone, and do you know what that means, Lupe? That’s rhetorical, don’t answer it, because you know Goddamn well what it means. It means this little baby is already more than capable of driving this car, and ANY car for that matter. Who are you to judge her for her age? You think you’re special? You think you mean something because you wipe her ass and bath her? Lupe, she could do all of that herself, but Hurricane knows there’s no point in wasting her energy if she can pay some poor woman to do it for her. My girls don’t have to do ANYTHING themselves.

[Cassius opens up the Trevita and takes Hurricane from Lupe’s arms to place her in the driver’s seat.]

Cash: So? How’s it feel? Is it good enough for my precious Hurricane? Don’t be shy, take it for a spin.

[Hurricane begins to cry as Lupe rushes in to pick her up and cradle her.]

Lupe: Senor Corleone, I do not think she wants a car, she is just a baby--

Cash: Just a baby? JUST a baby? Lupe, cradled in your arms right now is the future of professional wrestling, television, film, this country, and the WORLD! JUST A BABY? Who the fuck do you think you are, lady? You’re JUST a woman! A weak-minded woman who doesn’t understand that this child you’re paid to watch over is already more capable of succeeding in life than you are, ever have been, and ever will be! You stand there and disrespect me like that? Acting like YOU know what my Hurricane wants? You’re too stupid to know that she obviously just doesn’t like the color or model of this Trevita and wants a different one! I don’t expect the help to see something like that, because all you see is some helpless little baby that can’t do anything for herself! Get the hell out of here! I said get the hell out! Go lay Hurricane down for a nap and then lay yourself off, because you’re fired!

[Lupe rushes off with Hurricane; visibly trying not to cry as Sakura starts massaging Cash’s shoulders from behind.]

Sakura: It’s okay! You can’t expect poor people like her to understand the superiority of our Hurricane, my Cassius.

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[Cassius and Sakura are shown seated together on an expensive white couch as they hold hands.]

Sakura: My Cassius is so protective of our darling Hurricane, it’s so cute!

Cash: I know, I know - there’s no need to be overly protective. I know Hurricane can fight her own battles. She was moments away from going off on Lupe herself, but I just cannot stand to see my daughter disrespected like that. It just blows my mind how any women that’s not my Cherry Blossom or my Hurricane bother to open their mouths at all and act like they have any clue what they’re talking about. It’s so perfect that I found Sakura and we created Hurricane, because the entire rest of the world is filled to the brim with women who are weak-minded and don’t seem to understand anything. Not a single Goddamn thing. You can’t tell them anything - you really can’t. I think that’s why Claudia wanted us to be a part of her group, if I’m being honest. She wanted me to show how weak-minded women are, and that’s something I’d honestly do free of charge. Look at Steph Matsuda and whoever the fuck Alyssa Grace is. Right off the bat, I’m in a match with them. Is that supposed to be some kinda coincidence? Do they really get to compete with men often or something? Yeah right.

[Cassius leans in as he stares at the camera while Sakura admires him with a smile on her face.]

Cash: Look, I don’t believe in coincidences. Things happen because they’re supposed to happen. People rely on shit like “fate” and “karma”, yeah, well how’s that working out for ya? Do you feel like fate made you Claudia Michaels’ bitch? What’d you do for karma to make you into such pathetic losers? You know the real reason why I’m a part of The Underworld along with my Cherry Blossom? Because they’re the winning side, and we are winners. They wanted to continue winning, so they logically reached out to people who know all about what it takes to win. We’ve dominated with ease because we’re genetically equipped to do so, and that’s more than can ever be said about whatever sewer rats fucked to create someone like Steph Matsuda and Alyssa Grace. They’re mutts that don’t know the first thing about being winners in life so they run around in capes pretending they’re superheroes and doing what’s supposedly “right”. Well how’d it feel to be righteous when you were staring at the lights for three seconds and losing the biggest match of your life, Steph? Not very fucking good, huh? It’s a bitter pill to swallow, but you look like someone that’s gonna end up swallowing your fair share of pills, so if you keep screwing with us, I promise you you’ll take one too many and overdose - understand? You fuckin weak-minded women try so hard to play with the men that you actively seek out places like Wrestleworld to pretend like you belong up against them just cause there isn’t a womens division. You know that’s the truth. Claudia Michaels is the only actively competing woman in the sport of professional wrestling with a right to compete with men, and the rest of you whores just leech off of her legacy, so why else would I be in a match with you than to put you in your place? Clearly you need to be taught a lesson.

[Cassius stands up and starts shadow boxing with a smirk on his face.]

Cash: You watch boxin’? You know who Sugar Ray Leonard is? He was a guy that styled on his opponents with an unorthodox stance. That’s how unique it gets in life, girls. There are 3 women in the entire world capable of succeeding and all three of them happen to be in The Underworld, so who the fuck are the two of you, huh? Little whore pretenders that don’t seem to get the drift no matter how many times they’re left bleeding and battered on the canvas. You’ll train your asses off and still fail because you’re too weak-minded to understand where you are on the food chain. You’re at the bottom where you belong, and there ain’t no climbing. You were born to be cannon fodder for people like me! You were raised by two pieces of garbage that fooled you into thinkin’ fairy tales are a real thing that can happen if you believe hard enough and work hard enough! You’re the kind of people I love to hurt most! You can’t even begin to imagine how much of a thrill I get out of snapping your body, your will, and your dreams all in one blow! You’ll peel yourselves off the canvas after I’m done with you, wipe away the blood, ice the bruises, and tell yourselves that next time will be YOUR time! You’ll look back into your pathetic fuckin’ past and try to remember who you thought you were before you got dropped yet again! You’ll look at all the Championships and victories you’ve had and tell yourself that you are the person capable of overcoming The Underworld! Fucking hilarious! My daughter in her one week of existence has served more of a purpose and achieved more than you have in your entire lives!

[Cassius starts punching a wooden column in the house until part of it breaks. He looks at the blood on his knuckles as Sakura starts to panic.]

Sakura: Oh no! My Cassius is bleeding! I’ll grab a towel! Wait, the towels are upstairs… Lupe! Lupe, get a towel for Cassius! Oh no, we fired her! Lupe, you’re rehired! Go get a towel for Cassius and then you’re re-fired!

Cash: It’s alright, my Cherry Blossom. It’s alright… It ain’t gonna be my blood on these knuckles for much longer. I can’t complain about this. It’s exactly what I was hoping for. I heard a bunch of dumb whores were causing trouble around here, so it ain’t a surprise why Claudia got a hold of us. It was effortless to terrorize and conquer one company, so why not do the same to another? The other one is long dead anyhow. This one ain’t too far behind. Not if I got anything to say about it. Steph, Alyssa, I don’t know a whole lot about either of you, and I don’t wanna. I just know that you’re where you don’t belong, so I’m gonna help you find the door. If your experiences at King of the World weren’t enough to open your eyes, then I’ll just have to give it my best shot, but I’d be lying if I said I want you to get it through your weak-minded heads. I hope you keep fighting. I hope you get right back up. Nothing gives me more joy than beating the shit out of a punching back that keeps swinging back. You’re not special, no matter what mommy and daddy told you. My Hurricane… She’s special. She’s the future. You people are the past, and it’s about time you realize it. If I have even one goal in mind here in this company, it would be to set an example of what it’s going to be like when my Hurricane decides she wants to take her throne and rule over all of you. So do the world a favor, alright? Don’t breed. Don’t help anyone out. Don’t do anything at all that gives you a way to live vicariously through somebody else, because I promise you, you won’t want to go through this a second time.

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