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Date Posted: 04:33:48 02/10/03 Mon
Author: Diamond Brett Healey
Subject: Work Out In The Gym



*The time of day is around 4:00 pm. The sun is up and a slight breeze can be seen from the trees and there are a lot of cars and people walking down the street and into shopping centers, by the looks of it, we are back in the USA. The camera stops panning around until it focuses on Brett Healey dressed in his purple silk shirt and loose black leather pants with sunglasses over his eye’s to once again cover the mark TJ Raven left. Healey is standing on the side of the street smiling at the camera, then he opens his mouth and begins to talk.*

“Well, Wednesday Glory is in just a few days, but I thought that I could come back to New York where the crime rate is at an all time high, and the homelessness rate is also sky rocketing. But I’m not hear to fix up what you people started, hell no, I’ve come back for a day just to see how well my gym was doing. Last time I came hear it opened with huge success, and still, 2% of the profits go to those special kids back home in Princess Margaret Hospital with cancer. Anyway, I’ve been called back hear today to check out how super my gym is working. I’ll maybe even catch up with some mates who are working those muscles of there’s, and working towards a great future like my own hear in the CWF.”

*Healey points and winks at the camera, then gestures to follow him down the side walk towards his gym. Along the way, Healey waves to the people walking past him. A small child comes up to him with a TJ Raven shirt on and a marker in his hand asking him to sign his shirt.*

Boy: “Excuse me Brett, can I have your autograph on my shirt?”

*Healey smirks kneels down next to the kid and pats him on the head, he grabs the marker, takes the lid off, he is about to write on the child’s back, then he stops, takes his glasses off and looks at the shirt.*

“What’s this? TJ huh? All the talk has been about TJ this and TJ that. I’ll tell you what you little munchkin, someone like you doesn’t deserve a signature from someone like me anyway.”

*Healey stands up and grabs hold of the boy, then he rips the boy’s shirt off him, he holds the shirt in one hand as the boy runs of the screen crying to his mum. Healey grips the shirt tight in his fist and stairs at the word “Raven”. He throws it on the ground and keeps walking. The cameraman follows for a bit, then Healey approaches a hobo on the ground.*

Hobo: “Excuse me sir, any spare change?”

*Healey stops and looks down at the dirty man rattling a can with coins in it. Then Healey bends down and says.*

“Hmmm, don’t mind if I do.”

*Healey puts his hand into the can and pulls out a hand full of coins and shoves them in his right pocket. Healey walks off as the hobo is yelling at him. Healey continues walking for a while then he pauses, he looks back at the camera and points to the building on the left. *

“Hear we are, Diamond Brett Healey’s gym, where greatness is born, that’s my motto hear. Lets go in and check it out hey?”

*Healey opens the double door’s and walks inside. Most gym’s don’t have a reception room, but inside Healey’s elaborate gym with purple and blue walls, there is a lady sitting at a desk dressed in a black and pink work suit. She is sitting at a computer typing away. Then as Healey approaches, she looks up at him and speaks in a nice voice.*

Lady: “Hello sir, how may I help you, would you like to join Brett Healey’s gym, were greatness is born?”

*Healey turns around to the camera and whispers before answering.*

“I told her to say that when ever someone enters the reception room. Ah G’day Julie, how’s everything going? Met any guys hear yet?”

Julie: “I’m sorry sir. I cant let you in if your not on the guest list signed by Diamond Brett Healey him self.”

“Excuse me Julie? Its me Brett, you know Diamond Brett Healey from the CWF and this is my gym, I know it’s been a while, but surly you watch me on TV each week having my hand raised by the ref?”

Julie: “I’m sorry I don’t watch CWF, and I don’t recognize you from around hear, so I’ll have to ask you and your camera to leve.”

“Hey, listen Julie, I can fire you if you don’t let me in, now let me see that list, Ill point out my name right on the top.”

*Julie hands a clip board with a piece of paper on it, there are a whole bunch of people on the list. Healey snatches the list off Julie and looks up and down it for a while, he then flips the paper over and keeps looking at the next page, he is getting angry because he cant find his name anywhere.*

“Hey, I’m the owner of this gym and I say let me in now!”

Julie: “I’m sorry but if your not on the list, I cant let you in.”

“It doesn’t matter if I’m on the list or not, I’m the owner, let me in!”

Julie: “So if you own this place, why didn’t you put your name on the list?”

*Healey stands there holding his head in embarrassment and leaning against the office desk, he doesn’t say a word, just silence.*

Julie: “Come to think of it, I think I have seen you on the TV. Your ummm… that Diamond Brett Healey character.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you! I’m Diamond Brett Healey, this is my gym, so let me in woman.”

Julie: “Ok, you’ve convinced me, I’ll let you in, and I’ll put your name right on the top so I don’t forget you for next time, have a nice day.”

“No, you have a nice day… I mean, thanks.”

*After that confrontation, Healey walks off through a set of glass doors where you can see men working out. Healey walks through some of the exercise machines, until he gets to one of the men working out with dumb bells.*

“Hey its… Gorge right? Looks like you’ve been working out, I can see those biceps coming out nicely, keep it up buddy.”

*The man does not reply, he ignores Healey and continues lifting weights. Then he walks over to another man on the bench press, Healey kneels down next to him.*

“Oh hi…its good old um… you, yeah your looking good there, keep those arms strait, and you may turn out like me.”

*No answer again, he walks over to another guy doing sit ups, and kneels down next to him.*

“Ooo, those abs are really popping out now aren’t they Paul, remember to keep breathing there.”

*There is no answer by the man doing sit ups, all the men working out just ignore Healey.*

“Yep, there’s nothing like a good work out on a Monday afternoon. In fact, maybe I should give it a go.”

*As soon as Healey says that, all the men drop their weights and hold what there doing, they all look at Healey in surprise, they are all whispering to each other, you can hear what one of them is saying.*

Man1: “Hear that? Healey’s actually gonna work out?”

Man2: “Yeah, he spends his time running this place, and working out on the road, he’s not actually gonna work out hear is he?

“That’s right, you heard me, I’ll show you exactly how to become like me, you see its all in the sweat and determination. Ok move over Joe, let me try this arm pulley thing.”

*All the men gather around one machine. Then Healey wipes the seat of one of the exercise machines; he sits down, but does not take his shirt off. He begins to roll his shoulders about and flex his fingers, he rubs his hands together and arches his back. Then he reaches up to the bars to pull down. But as he does that, one of the men behind the machine, pulls the pin out from the weights behind, and puts it at the bottom making the weight really heavy.*

“Ok guys, hear we go, learn something from this.”

*Then Healey begins to pull down on the bar, he pulls harder and harder but doesn’t get anywhere. He starts to sweat, and his face goes red, all the men are laughing hard. Then Healey stops and gets off the machine, he looks at the men laughing, but then all of a sudden, he laughs with them for some reason. He then speaks.*

“Ha Ha Ha, I had you fooled then didn’t I, I was just kidding, any body can lift…”

*Healey looks at the back of the machine to check the weight, but one of the man changed it back.*

“50 pounds?!?! Hey, I don’t know what kind of a joke your trying to pull, but your messing with the wrong guy, I can kick you out of this gym whenever I want. Why am I wasting my time hear with you jocks anyway? None of you are fighting multiple times a PPV and then going on to wrestle in a Suicidal Special, whatever the hell that is. And none of you will ever experience what its like to have your hand raised at the end of a match, and all the crowd are on their feet cheering for you. Hell, I don’t need to work out hear anyway, look at me, and look at you, where’s your, $500 silk shirt huh? Where are your millions of fans from around the world? That’s right, you have none, nobody know who you are, nobody cares who you are, you may as well join the rest of New York’s scum laying on the streets. You don’t even deserve to be in this room with me.”

*Then Healey storms out of the weights room, the rest of the men resume laughing and get back to there weights. The camera follows Healey out to the reception area. As Healey opens the door to walk in, we hear Julie on the phone talking to someone.*

Julie: “So then I said, ‘I’m sorry I cant let you in if your not on the list’, and Healey was standing there thinking I was some kind of an idiot, as if I don’t know who Diamond Brett Healey is, I work at his gym for god’s sake.”

*Healey hears Julie speaking, then places his hands on the desk in a thump, Julie puts down the phone, Healey stairs at her for a while, then stands up strait, and walks out of the gym, and onto the street, then a guy walks in.*

Guy: “Hi Julie”

Julie: “Hi Dave”

*The man walks into the gym, then the camera fades to black.*




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