Where do you want this?
Just set it down here.
The man does as he is told and leaves to fetch more boxes. Joe places the replica of his first World title down on the shelf and peers into the box. He reaches in and first it's a photo of him holding said belt the night he won it. He places it aside and pulls out his wrestling boots, followed by some old Joe Cool t-shirts from various companies that he's worked for, and his tights. He places them all back in the box and pushes it aside.
Hard to believe it's been a year since I've retired.
Mr. Cool?
Just place the boxes in the other room...
Joe gets up and peers around his shoulder and sees not a moving man but a well-dressed man with suit and tie. He's holding a briefcase.
Oh, thought you were the movers. How can I help you, even though you've basically trespassed.
I am sorry to intrude Mr Cool but I have an offer I don't think you can refuse.
Look, is it a wrestling deal? I know people can't believe that I retired at an early age due to wear and tear but I've done it all. How many indy companies do I have to turn down? Sir, I'm a lawyer that represents one of the fastest rising wrestling promotions in the United States. A meteoric rise that rivals the way your former ICW promotion did. I was asked personally by the UWF to seek you out and offer you a large sum of money, and the promise of a possible "one last run" as it were.
One last run? You mean I could get the oppurtunity to become World Champion again, and possible say goodbye to my fans the right way, huh?
Plus there's the money.
Look Mr....
Paulson. Mr. Paulson. You've seen this house, I do not need any more money. Another reason I retired. This may sound like I'm easy to cave in but I've been considering coming back for one last run for a long time. It's just that all the companies that offered me the chance have been complete shit that just want to use my name to sell out a bingo hall. What makes this, UWF, any different?
Because, UWF is huge. It's one of the fastest rising...
Promotions in the country, yeah you've told me that. Obviously they're bigger than normal if lawyers are being sent to scout me out as opposed to the president himself. How about this? You tell the president I am not going to sign that contract.
What?
Here's how it's going to go down. You're obviously interested in me and at my mercy. So what I'm going to do, is I'm going to make an appearance, wrestle a match, and see how things go. I don't expect to be paid for this appearance as this is just my way of seeing how your place runs. If I like it, I'll sign after I win my match and then you'll have yourself a brand new main eventer. If I don't like it, then I go back into retirement, and you sell out a show. Either way it's win-win.
I'd have to talk with my employer but I believe that sounds like a reasonable counter-offer.
Well I'm a reasonable man. Did they have an opponent in mind or were they just going to throw me out there against some random guy?
If this deal works out they were hoping you'd debut on Burnout, against Twiztid Angel. From Atlanta.
Okay, so I beat some nobody and get in some practice. Okay I'll show up in Atlanta, and tell your boss he can consider me booked. But remember, if I don't like what I see in UWF, I can walk. I will not sign that contract unless I do.
Thank you Mr. Cool. It's a pleasure doing business with you. But if you want to, you can stop by the main office building and meet with my employer yourself, so you can make a decision before your match.
Of course. That sounds like a good idea. I'll be stopping by then. And by the way, you tell your employer, if I do sign with him, he'd better put his talent on notice. I am not some run of the mill, average wrestler. I am competition personified. I will run through that roster, and I will be the World Champion again. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to take care of. You know where the door is.
The lawyer leaves Joe alone as he pulls out the photo once again. He smiles and thinks of the possibilities of one last run as the scene fades out.