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We open up on a shot of The Rocket sitting behind his desk in some deep thought. He scratches his neatly trimmed beard as he contemplates his words. As he sits back in the chair still thinking something in his pocket buzzes and he reaches in and pulls out his phone to check it. As he reads the screen his expression doesn’t change and he simply returns the text and looks towards the camera.

“I have been sitting around this office all day waiting on a phone call that more than likely isn’t going to come.” He shakes his head back and forth. “And over the course of waiting, I decided to take in a show.” He looks up and smiles. “Marshal Moore, the All Father of the force known as The Gate, has come to the ICWA to do… What exactly?” He looks away with a questioning look. “You ever been fishing, Marshal? Now, looking at you I guess that’s a stupid question. Surely you must have been fishing before and you know what I am willing to bet?” He looks back to the camera. “I am willing to bet you even caught something.” He smiles and nods his head up and down. “Well congratulations, friend! Cause you have caught yourself something else this time.” He grins at the camera. “I bet you are used to what? Alligators and Crocodiles or something am I right?” He chuckles and smiles at the camera. “See what you did is, you woke up and stood out on your boat and in the back of your mind you knew what you wanted. You wanted to catch something big and not just big but BIG.” He smiles as he continues.

“Well boys, today is your lucky day because you have caught something pretty BIG alright.” He begins laughing and stands up from his chair and walks around to the front of his desk. “For the last couple of days now I have had to sit back and replay Demented over and over again. Not just in my head but visually, I had to watch the tape back and not just the Main Event but I watched the entire show and the one thing that people continued to say about me is that I am a coward.” He pauses for a moment and smiles. “Not just from the show this past week but I was beaten over the head with it from Van Dam and Andrews and trust me, they will answer for their crimes, but I caught your little flick and then you uttered the same dirty, vile, filthy word that they all have, Marshall, you called me a coward and not just once thinking it was a cute word but you said it a couple of times.” He looks back to the camera and scratches his chin.

“That got to me and I am sure that’s exactly what it was meant to do.” He nods his head up and down. “You put the bait, in this instance the word coward, on the end of your line and you leaned backward and with all your might you tossed your line and it landed in the ocean.” He smiles and claps his hands together. “That’s right my friend, on this day you weren’t in the swamps of wherever the hell it is you call and those two freak shows call home no, you were out in the middle of the ocean and it was on this day that you caught yourself one of the criminalistics and deadliest sharks.” He smiles and nods his head up and down. “No blood needed. It goes against my diet and gives me a stomach ache if you know what I mean.” He straightens up his business suit and fixes his tie. “Big mistake though because the shark you caught is a shark that hasn’t been caught in a while and he doesn’t do well in captivity.” He smiles and points at himself.

“The shark you managed to catch was, The Rocket, and tonight he’s going to feast.” Rocket sees his brother in law enter his office and he motions for him to join him. “You see all this protesting and Anti-Establishment nonsense it just… It isn’t getting us anywhere and while I was sitting up here thinking about things today, I remember the words I said to Wrecking Crew about how I wasn’t here to destroy the ICWA but that I was here to save it.” He takes a deep breath as David enters the frame. “And I think it’s about time I started living up to my promise.” He looks over at his brother in law and nods his head. “Being a former district attorney I have somewhat of a level head when it comes to thinking about things rationally and it’s come to our attention that people aren’t exactly taking us seriously.” He looks at Rocket who nods his head in agreement. “The loss we suffered at the hands of the Midwest Wrecking Crew was totally on us and we own up to that… At least we do now anyway.” David smiles and continues on. “See we’re out to prove something and I can think no better way to do that then to beat the man that has caused this place the most headaches and that is to defeat The Gate.” He steps back and Rocket steps up again.

“You know, I have gotten all these emails and phone calls and texts from people over the last three months right?” He looks at David and he nods in agreement. “For the last three months people, fans of mine… I know it’s tough to believe but there are some out there and they would love nothing more than to see the old guy that they knew and fell in love with back and after I watched your movie… Great job with the rocking chair and all by the way… It got me to thinking, after every time you called me a coward I wanted to do nothing more than look you dead in the face and slap that stupid hat right off your ignorant, redneck, hillbilly head.” David leans back on the desk and smiles. “And what kills me is that you were right about every single thing you said. The protests and this and that it wasn’t working and I didn’t want to see it with my own eyes but friend guess what? My brother over here…” He looks at David and points to him. “My brother in law, nah scratch that crap out cause we’re brothers now, this guy right here is the one that brought me back down to earth. He sat me down after ‘Unappreciated’ went viral and he said that we need to find a way to assert ourselves as the dominant group and force in this company and save it from becoming a laughing stock.” He looks at David and smiles.

“And that’s exactly what we’re going to do on Collision.” Both men stand up and smile. “You see there are people running around the locker room afraid of Marshall Moore and The Gate.” He shrugs his shoulders. “What is there to be afraid of?” He looks to David. “My brother, the Conquering Force, David Alexander are you afraid of Marshall Moore and The Gate?” David shakes his head from side to side. “Not in the slightest.” Rocket turns back to the camera. “And to be brutally honest, the rocking chair thing can be fixed with some WD-40, but I have never been afraid of a horror movie or a freak show.” He stops and looks away from the camera for a moment. “And there is a perfectly logical explanation for that but it’s my secret, it’s my cross to bear.” David looks at his brother in law surprised. “You never told me anything about that.” Rocket looks to David and places his hand on David’s shoulder. “No one’s ever asked and I want to keep it that way.” He smiles at David and looks back to the camera.

“Marshall, you took a cat that I met in a place called GWA and that kid was party rockin his ass off and you know where that got him? That got him two shots at the Television Championship in match two match of the year matches.” He smiles and nods his head up and down. “Jay B was cool laid back cat and what did you do to him? You took him and tried to break down everything about him and the worst part of it all is that you actually accomplished what it is you’d set out to do.” David can be seen shaking his head back forth. “It’s a crying shame, am I right?” He looks to his brother in law who nods in agreement. “But you know what? The Rocket is going to put his cape and cowl back on and he’s going to save Jay B.” He nods his head up and down. “That’s right! I am going to right the wrongs of Marshall Moore and shine sunlight through the cloudy day Marshall Moore has brought over the ICWA.” He nods his head up and down.

“But I can’t do it alone and that what this guy is here for.” He pats David on the back. “Everything you said about me, Marshall, every single little thing you said was true and it’s time we assert ourselves as THE most dominant force in this company and that all begins by The Dark Horses of Hollywood showing up to Collision and stomping The Gate a new asshole!” David smiles and stands up. “I don’t give a damn about Jefferson and Cutshaw, Marshall, at Collision you all will be made an example of as we ride straight through your Gate and climb the ladder once more.” Rocket nods his head in agreement. “You have an eye for my sister from what I gather don’t you?” He chuckles and smiles. “What can I say, we come from good stock but do you know what happened to the last guy that tried to come after my sister?” Rocket throws his head back in laughter. “Oh boy! Frankie D ain’t nowhere to be seen.” David grins. “I wonder why that might be?” He smiles and they both laugh.

“You see, Marshall, the last guy that came after my sister or took a liking to her…” He nods his head up and down. “He talked a really big game too. That game spawned two companies and ultimately ended abruptly when nobody had heard from him for a while.” David looks at his watch and his then at his hands. “My brother asked me to take care of a problem that he was having and it wasn’t just him that asked but my sister asked me to also and now? Now, nobody will ever hear from Frank again.” He takes a step back as Rocket steps up once more. “This guy right here, is a beast and will make both Cutshaw and Jefferson look like children.” He smiles at David and then looks back to the camera. “You think coming after my wife, Marshall, and manipulating her to join your little cult? Yeah, you do that and I will make sure that nobody remembers the name Marshall Moore or The Gate.” He nods his head as if to tip his hat. “If you don’t believe anything else I have said throughout this entire promo, you NEED to believe that.” He grins and looks back to Daivd.

“Tell your stories about people like Billy Jack or whatever his name is all you want.” They both laugh at the name. “Because at the end of the day all they really are, are stories and yours and your boys unfortunately don’t have a happy ending.” David shakes his head from side to side. “Jefferson acts like a retard and Cutshaw… Well to be brutally honest I don’t think anything is there.” He shrugs his shoulders. “But I am willing to call a spade a spade, Marshall, you guys are going to get exactly what you want… Maybe not exactly because at the end of the night the MEN leaving the ring with the win and their hands raised in victory will be none other than The Dark Horses of Hollywood.” David and Rocket take their sunglasses out of their lapel pockets and put them on. “We’re gonna send you boys back to the swamps holding your asses and with pieces of the creaky rocking chair cause we ain’t scared of you boys.” They both shake their heads.

“Nope. Not in the least bit.” Both laugh for a moment. “We’ll see you boys at Collision.” Rocket says as he begins to leave but stops as if he forgot something. “Oh! Marshall, I would wear a different color… One that’s not white. We wouldn’t want to mess up a pair of those slacks you are so fond of now would we?” Rocket grins and walks out of frame as we begin to fade out.

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“I don’t even know where to begin.” Rocket says looking down at ground shaking his head. “What is it with you people today? Huh? Did someone forget to tell you how to cut a damn promo?!” We pan out a bit and catch a glimpse of David Alexander in the background. “You see for the last two weeks, Marshall, I have been poked and prodded and even baited.” He nods his head forward. “You think that just because YOUcalled me a coward it means that you are under my skin?” He begins laughing. “Nah fat man, you ain’t under my skin. You just picked a bad time to bite the hand that feeds.” David speaks up from behind him. “Preach it brother!” Rocket looks at David and grins. “From your little home movie all I got was that youONCE AGAIN called me a coward and apparently I am afraid of The Gate.” He scratches his chin and takes a deep breath. “I’m in the movie business, Marshall, it’s what Tamara and I do on the side we produce films and the like and you remind me of a character from a movie that Tamara and I produced not too long ago.” He smiles and David face palms shaking his head.

“The resemblance is striking, I mean it’s just uncanny.” Rocket shakes his head from side to side. “It was a horror movie or at least that is what some would be led to believe…” He looks at the camera and grins. “You see what I did there, huh, you manipulative son of a bitch!” A loud laugh escapes him. “There was truth to the story and the things this man found out along the way… Well they weren’t exactly the greatest things in the world.” He shakes his head. “See Marshall I am willing to bet that the person inside of you doesn’t really care about bringing out the best in others but you live to see their downfall and when that happens and they are finally right where you want them… BOOM!” Rocket says cocking his head to the side. “They’ve served their purpose and they… Disappear, like Ol’ Billy Jack right?” David stands behind him laughing. “Cute story, bud, really cute and you see the problems that movie faced and boy were there many but the issues it faced is that test audiences believed the main character to be Charles Manson and that is what I gather you areTRYING to be.” David shakes his head from side to side. “Now that was a sick man.” Rocket looks to his brother in law.

“Tell me about it. That guy was just like Marshall, he had this massive CULT following.” Rocket turns to the camera and smiles. “Yes, I said CULT, because that is EXACTLY what The Gate is. You take in the mentally ill and then focus your cause on trying to get others to… Drink your Kool-Aid.” Rocket grimaces in disgust. “Judging by the looks of you though, I wouldn’t want a damn thing you are serving.” David steps forward. “You claimed that I have some kind of desire to have a sexual relationship with my sister and that’s just something that’s not sitting right with me.” He shakes his head from side to side. “See, I don’t need to have those thoughts about my sister because I already have that kind of relationship with someone else and the mere fact that you would even insinuate something like that reeks of desperation.” He smiles and nods his head.

“You’re a desperate man, Marshall, it’s so plain to see. All the stuff you are coming out of left field with… The personal attack on me and my sisters relationship then you single out my brother in law over here.” Rocket can be seen shaking his head. “It all reeks of desperation and why might that be? Is the almighty Gate finally losing the steam it once had? I mean, you lose a match and you go on a rampage. That’s no way to live, man.” David shakes his head. “It’s sad when you break it down and look at what you truly are.” He smiles and looks to the sky taking in the fresh air before turning back to the camera. “A sad, weak and pathetic man.” Rocket runs up and puts his hands on David’s massive shoulders freaking out. “Oh ma gah! You dun did it now!” Both them fall apart laughing hysterically. “How was my acting? Did it capture the true essence of what it is to be… Oh I don’t know maybe Jefferson or Cutshaw?” Rocket looks over at David who is still laughing but straightens up and gets serious. “To be truthfully honest… It could have been either one of them.” As David says the words they break out in laugher again.

“Oh man! Whew!” Rocket wipes some sweat from his brow. “Check it out, all this crap you have talked for the last couple of days hasn’t changed a single thing about our game plan.” He shakes his head. “Not a single little, itzy, bitzy, bit! When both David and I come to Collision we are coming to end this little fantasy world of yours pal.” David nods in agreement. “And we may even be able to set those two vegetables you call brothers loose from whatever it is that you have on them.” He looks off a moment and David takes over. “See this man right here is a business man and both and my sister are used to dealing with stupid little mouthpieces because guys don’t know how to talk for themselves.” He looks over at Rocket who is nodding his head in agreement. “They deal with it all the time but they find out what comes across the best is when talk straight to the guys one on one so the little agent that’s getting his ten percent can’t sway their words.” He shrugs his shoulders.

“You sit back and negotiate for these guys.” Rocket steps back up. “But that’s the real sad part because you insult the business man that wants to do business and usually nine times out of ten he’s more than likely gonna take his money elsewhere.” Rocket and David both smile. “What happened to the Ultimate Opportunist and the Master of Mind Games…” Rocket looks at the camera and pulls his sunglasses down so you can see his eyes. “Man, I don’t need to play Mind Games to beat you and that's the only Opportunity that I can see is for David and myself to ride into Collision this week and beat your boys.” He shrugs his shoulders and looks at David. “Sound like a good plan to you?” David nods his head in agreement. “Sounds awesome to me.” Rocket turns back to the camera and smiles. “I am exactly what I have claimed to be it’s why this company calls me a Champion… Besides all the money people spend coming to shows to see me.” He nods his head up and down.

“I am the National Heavyweight Champion and if you want some of this…” He points at himself. “Come get you some! I didn’t balk at the challenge from Christian Michaels or The Uprising and will take them all on willingly.” He nods his head up and down. “You see, I don’t need my wife at ringside or my brother in law at ringside to keep my Championship and sooner or later I am going to get the chance to prove that.” He shrugs his shoulders. “Like it or not, I don’t care and you people can sit back and say I flip flop all the time.” He shakes his head. “Not this week on Collision I don’t and it’s my hope that once we beat your boys that you will step up and let us have a shot at you because when you look into my eyes… You won’t see a friend and you won’t see the devil, you are going to a massive white light.” He looks away and pushes his sunglasses back up to cover his eyes.

“What that light symbolizes is up to you to interpret.” He says with an evil smile. “Keep talkin, Marshall, I like being able to rebuke you and show you how dumb you really are with all this creaky rocking chair nonsense.” Both men shake their heads. “Guy is totally one for theatrics.” David begins yawning. “Boring theatrics.” Rocket begins laughing. “Check it out, we will see you guys at Collision and hey! Go ahead and bring your little Kill List… Cause I’ve been dead before and the fact that you want to TRY and Kill what can’t be killed is laughable at best.” Rocket begins laughing. “Until then, we’ll see you boys at Collision.” Rocket and David both turn their backs and walk off as their image starts to get blurry.

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This has been a 2point0 Productions Feature.