John: Now talk about wierd when in Gods green earth is there a stock pile of chickens ever in New York City.
(Just then Jack Stands up.)
Jack: Oh ya my chickens arrived. I hope we didnt damg the murchindice to baddly.
(John and Jack look around at the chickens milling about and the damged boxes but still in good condition stuffed Dragons.)
John: The chickens look like they made it the stuffed dragons to. But the boxes are trashed.
Jack: No prbliem just a technicality. I can sell anything as long as there is a woman in the audience I can sell it.
John: Well thats good I need the fifty percent I am getting from this.
Jack: Fine fifty percent man I must like you because I dont give any one that type of deal. My lawyer i talked him down to three percent instead of his normal fifteen.
John: Nice Dragon pays me for the training I do with him but a man can not live off of five hundred thousand a year. Ya know.
Jack I hear ya... Wait Dragon pays you five hundred grand a year to train him.
John:Ya why? All I pritty much do is get in the ring and we beet the snot out of each other. I was once World Champ of a few federations till he came along and took my glory. Who knew some one so small packed a hugh walop.
Jack: Hmmm thanks for the info.
John: Huh? what?
(Jack walks over to a wear house door and opens it up John looks at jack in austonishment.)
John: Wait you mean to tell me that your wear house was just down the street the whole time?
Jack: Ya how else do you think I got to the old peoples home with out a car. Now help me get these things in here before that old ladie finds us. God my eyes are still watering from that.
(John shutters and grabs the crates of chickens and begines to move them inside the wear house scene fades out then back in Jack and John have the chikens back into their cages and some are half put togeather and others are stuffed two to a cage. The stuffed dragons are set up on a table when Jack looks at the table kinda funny.)
Jack: Wasnt there five hundred stuffed animals we were supose to get?
John: Ya why?
Jack: There is only three hundred here.
John: Damn it we must have missed a pallet some where.
(Just then there is a rattle at one of the large docking doors and it begins to slid up.)
Jack: Damn hide.
(Jack dives behind the chickens and John behind the table where the stuffed dragons are set. Two shadowed figuers are standing in the door way.)
Voice: Come out Jack I know you are in here.
Voice2: You to John I can see you under the table. Next time you hide choose a beter place then a table.
(Jock and John come out from there hiding places and Dragon and Frank come walking in.)
Jack: We were not hiding.
John: Ya we were uhh looking for Jacks contact lence.
Jack: Ya.
Frank: Jack you dont wear contacts.
Dragon: Dont worry I payed for those stuffed Dragons of yours and got the rest you missed. All though there was one woman who seemed to be disapointed that they were getting money and kept ask for you two to come back.
(John and Jack viontly shuder and Jack rubs his eyes as they start to water.)
Jack: Hey Frank how is it you have a key to my privet wear house?
Frank: I am your lawyer I know what your doing before you do some times. I have to keep tabes on you.
Jack: Oh I dont know if I like that.
Frank: Ya well me ether. With some of the stuff you pulled.
(Jack smiles and looks at John.)
Dragon: I got an early appoinment with Mr. Appolyion tomorrow so I have to get home and get some sleep. By the way John yours and Jacks little ordeal yesterday was taken care of I called in a few favores so this time there is no repracutions but use your head from no on got it.
(Dragon starts to walk away and now a truck with the remander stuffed dragons are inside it is backed up to the docking door.)
Jack: Umm thanks Dragon.... But dont think that because of this and the fact john and I are friends I am not going to kick your ass saturday becuase i am going to win.
Dragon: Good look foward to it. See you then. I will talk to you tomorrow John. Bye
(John looks a little on easy and the seen fades to Jack walking toward the truck where the remander stuffed dragons are rubbing his hands tpgether.)