Scene One
Lynx Madison:// "When I starting wrestling after high school I knew deep down in my gut that one day... One day I'd be champion. It was going to be easy and as soon as I had the basics down, it would be all gravy after that. Cars, money, women and fame would all fall before me. I would be the greatest ever. I made my professional wrestling debut at the age of eighteen, fighting some guy called Ricky Morton... I've never heard of the guy, but apparently in the seventies and eighties he was kind of a big deal. I was the unknown, the green noob who had never seen the likes of a two hundred plus crowd... Let alone what I would go on to see later in my career. I fought for my life, and in a matter of minutes I was completely blown up. Morton was making me look like the inexperienced amateur that I was, and I hated every second of it. The guy was in his fifties but he was running rings around me. I wondered before the match what the hell the promoter was thinking, putting a dinosaur like this out on the show... I ate my thoughts with a nice side of shut up juice. I got lucky that night. He ran at me and I ducked his advance. He flew through the middle rope, landed on the outside and blew out his knee. The referee counted to ten while I stood against the ropes on the opposite side of the ring gasping for air. He walked over to me and raised my hand, the crowd boo'd. They didn't care that I'd just won my first ever match, they were boo'ing because I had done it by count out. I don't know what they expected of me that night, but I knew that it oculd only get better from there."

Scene:// Lynx sighs.

Lynx Madison:// "On to the present day. I'm now twenty four years old, six years after my debut and I'm gearing up for EWE Royal Rumble this coming Sunday (27th Jan). I've been going through alot of personal problems, and I've been running on auto pilot the last month or so. I've been going out to the ring and getting beat around, losing and then heading home. Not giving a second thought as to why I lost, not even questioning it. It's something that needs to change, and change it must! I don't know where the passion has gone, where that feeling from deep down has gone. I've got the chance to do something about it on Sunday night when I'm one of thirty superstars vying for that pinnicle of our business... The main event match at Wrestlemania 5!"

Shrink:// "And that's time!"

Scene:// The camera pans out and we see Lynx is lying on a couch in what most certainly is a shrinks office.

Shrink:// "We've had a good session today Lynx, we're starting to get to the roots of your problems."

Lynx Madison:// "I hope so doc, I've gotta get out of this slump I'm in. I've got to do something about my mindset, it just won't go away!"

Shrink:// "Give it time, we'll get there. Same time next week then."

Scene:// Lynx picks up his jacket which is folded across the back of a resting chair. He nods and leaves the room. He swings the jacket round and puts it on as he heads outside onto the street. Scene fades...

Scene Two
Lynx Madison:// "Maybe it's the answer though!"

Drunk:// "I don't know if it ish."

Scene:// Lynx is sitting at a bar with a bottle of bud in hand. Sitting next to him appears to be a down and out, who's had way too much for the time of day that it is.

Drunk:// "You know what... We should be pals, I mean look at me and look at you! I don't have a problem in the world. I sleep accross the street in a one room appartment. It's simple! Bedroom, kitchen and can... All in one room, works a treat."

Lynx Madison:// "Don't you want more for yourself though?"

Drunk:// "The only thing I want more of is whiskey! BAR KEEP ANOTHER! You want one?"

Scene:// Lynx stares at his nearly empty bottle, and then at the half cut gentlemen who is engaging him.

Lynx Madison:// "Yeah, I'll get them."

Scene:// The tender comes over, Lynx gets another beer and a whiskey for the guy.

Drunk:// "A gentleman and a shcholar!"

Scene:// The man proceeds to nearly down the entire shot.

Lynx Madison:// "Why do you drink like that?"

Drunk:// "Because I want to."

Lynx Madison:// "But why? Don't your family mind?"

Drunk:// "Family? My wife ran off with the cable guy five years ago. My son was killed crossing a street, what family?"

Scene:// Lynx is taken back by the story.

Lynx Madison:// "I'm sorry to hear that..."

Drunk:// "Me too, I was getting free cable until she ran off with him!"

Lynx Madison:// "I meant your son."

Drunk:// "I know what you meant..."

Lynx Madison:// "When did you start drinking?"

Drunk:// "The day after my son died. The booze is the only thing that numbs the pain."

Scene:// As soon as the sentence finished the man begins to cry. Lynx looking sorry for him doesn't know what to do. He pulls out a piece of paper and a pen, he scribbles something quickly and hands the note to the man.

Lynx Madison:// "That's my shrink. He's very good, give him a call."

Drunk:// "I can't afford a shrink."

Lynx Madison:// "Well I'm seeing him next week. I'll tell him about you and I'll pay for some of your sessions."

Drunk:// "I can't let you do that? I met you today. A drink is one thing, theropy sessions are another..."

Lynx Madison:// "Listen I can afford it, don't you worry."

Scene:// Lynx places a fifty down on the bar.

Lynx Madison:// "Keep, this is for him."

Scene:// He points to the cash. The Bartender comes over and places it by the register.

Lynx Madison:// "Listen, look after yourself. Call this guy on Saturday and he'll set something up for you."

Drunk:// "I don't even know your name..."

Lynx Madison:// "Lynx."

Scene:// With that Madison gets up.

Drunk:// "Where are you going? At least have another drink with me!"

Lynx Madison:// "No can do, I've got a plane to catch."

Drunk:// "Going anywhere nice?"

Lynx Madison:// "Indianapolis for work. I gotta get my career back on track."

Scene:// Lynx is heading out the door.

Drunk:// "What do you do!?"

Lynx Madison:// "Go to the sports bar down the street on Sunday, see for yourself."

Scene:// Lynx leaves, and the man looks puzzled. He looks over and notices Lynx's beer with half a bottle remaining. He shrugs his shoulders and takes it as the scene fades...