(Fic)If I can just leave in peace, Oh God, I will love that? No banter after this?
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3...2..1.The Fool: I don't want you watching that novel crap nonsense anymore. You are like another person!..Your suppose to be loyal to me.
DSA: I'm sick of you. I didn't ask you to meet me because I wanted to have dinner with you. I called you out, to break up with you. For Good.
The Fool: Oh so you gonna leave me? HUH? Is that it!? ..I swear to God, I am going to hurt somebody...
(Layla Ali was there at dinner with her good friend Gina Corano.)
The Fool: Get that boney retarded skimp. I'll kick his ass! Then what!
DSA: Is over. It doesn't matter what you say. Beside, like you said, all the girls want you. I suggest you get with one of the all the girls who want you, because I am not playing to your nonsense, anymore. Is over.Your story with me, is over.
The Fool: Shut up!..You talking shit!...
Layla Ali: excuse me. Young Ms, can I say something?
The Fool: Mind your business.
Layla Ali: Please young MS, Let me tell you?
DSA: If you wish?
Layla Ali: Sure. First of all, to you The Fool, the women said is over. Get a life. Move on. All the girls want you right? So whats the problem, move along. Number 2, don't you disrespect me. I'll punch your face straight up.
And number 3, you said something about John Brightman. Been a skimp. Yo, let me tell you something, and Young Ms, please listen to what I am going to say to this Fool.
DSA: Okay.
Layla Ali: Fool, you call John Brightman a scrun whimp. But you know what my eyes see? When I look at you Fool, I see a man, acting cocky, acting bad, acting tough. But when is time to get it done, your action doesn't compare to how you act.
I see John Brightman, and I see man, who is stronger then you, tougher then you, smarter then you, better then you. A bit of a scrun, and you are a stud, but I can see Brightman been the better man over you for this women.
DSA: Thank you.
The Fool: You don't know me.
Layla Ali: Don't want to. Trust me. But I do know what I see when I see you trying to act like the avid weight lifter. Struggling for a good press. Not comparing to the strength of John Brightman. Yet we are all suppose to believe, that you are a tougher person then Brightman. I think you are talking crap out your ass. John Brightman will punch you 50 times in your face in one second. Get my grip.
The Fool: You don't know that?
Gina Corano: Excuse me. I agree with Layla. When I see you FOOL, acting like an avid weight lifter, then I see John Brightman, I don't see a man stronger then John Brightman. I don't see a man who can compound better then John Brightman. I seen Brightman do so many things that you cannot even come near attempting. Clearly, in a straight up fight, John Brightman will kick your ass....NBC knows it. Ali knows it. I know it and you may act like a fool, with this women, but even you know he can kick your ass. Stop lying to this women saying you are better then him.....
The Fool: Faw Q!
(Layla Ali swung and punched The Fool in the face ad stunned him dropping him with that punch.)
Layla Ali: No. F you.
(The Fool was escorted out of the dine in.)
DSA: Thanks.
Layla Ali: No sweat.
DSA: You think John Brightman is stronger then him?
Layla Ali: Ever seen Rocky 5? The parking lot brawl? Brightman will out-punch him. More then likely that Brightman will beat him up in a matter of seconds. .Brightman is soft and mellow, a bit of a scrun, but Brightman is no whimp.
DSA: DSA: I see.
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(DSA breaks up with The Fool on her own.)
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(Elsewhere)
Marshal Mathers: There is only one slim shady. Only one. And then there is you. John Brightman. The spanish man. There is only one John Brightman.
John Brightman: Hahaha. You know, thats what I'm trying to tell you. Or something more like, Be you. Be yourself.
Marshal mathers: Haha. Wannabe's?
John Brightman: Haha. Yeah. Then people mis-understand.
Marshal mathers: Right. ...Yo, you should consider boxing?
John Brightman: I would like to becauseI think Boxing is class, is fun, is friendly, is more then just strikes and dodges. You go in style and you don' lose your mind. But then the stupid UFC adds its cheap 2 cents, and takes this story which I say is a beautiful story about fighting that I have in my creative thinking, and they turn it into some ugly barberic scene. I mean thats not what I am. Thats not who I am. Thats not me. ....They are so stupid. They are.
Marshal Mathers: Believe me, I know.
John Brightman: They make my story look like something that it isn't.
Marshal mathers: Yeah, but nobody is fooled. Thats jealousy. Thats hate. Believe me, I know that rage.
John Brightman: In boxing, when the fight is done, whatever the result, you shake your opponents hand and say thank you for allowing me to write another segment in the legacy I am trying to make. Thats class.....Now this UFC thing, thats crap. I aim for professionalism. I will never ever participate in a FC fight. Never. You see the lie?
Marshal mathers: I get it.
John Brightman:...Like Apollo Creed said, Be a thinker not a stinker and the UFC, thats a stinker.
Marshal Mathers: Hey. Thats exactly what I am trying to make you realize? So get with the legitimate game and fight Mayweather...
John Brightman: Oh.....You know, Rocky 5. It was a fight that really wasn't a part of the logic of the boxing professional. It was a situation where somebody had to deffend himself. Thats what I see in the future for me.
Marshal mathers: I hope I am your friend?
John Brightman: Oh. Haha. You are. We're cool. I just mean that, it looks like what the future for me will be, when I date the women I like for the first time.
Marshal Mathers: Riiiight. Because she is going to see you, like you, and the chemistry will get better and you will be together and the jealous FOOL, is going to try to mess that up But you are The Hot one and you will beat his face in. Either way, fight or no fight, you are going to win this battle you are dealing with.
John Brightman: I wish I can say you are right.
Marshal Mathers: I am right. I know what I am talking about. Is just too bad Andrea Corr.com will not know how it went down.
John Brightman: Marshal I'll see you. Take care.
Marshal Mathers: Alright. Yo, Brightman, somebody is here to see you.....
John Brightman: Huh?....DSA...I didn't expect to see you here.
DSA: Someone told me you were hear.
John Brightman: .....DSA, can I ask you out? On a date? Like on a Saturday Night?
DSA: ...Sure.
John Brightman: HUH?.....You can say no.
DSA: I said Sure.
John Brightman: Thats great.
DSA: Just keep your head up when you date me.
John Brightman: I can do that.
DSA: Brightman, come here. There is something I need to ask you?
John Brightman: What is it?
(She hugs him kisses him, and tells him...
DSA: Do me a favor. ...
John Brightman: ???
DSA: ...Win.
*John Brightman:*:...(smiling....)
DSA: Win.
John Brightman: (smiling at DSA....)
Marshal Mathers:.Brightman! What are we waiting for! Lets go to work!
(Brightman hugs DSA and goes into trainning with his trainer.)
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NOTE-When she said Win, she meant towards the class professionalism of John Brightmans orchestration. ..Not The UFC, or anything about the UFC. ...
Brightman story continues in the theatrical stage segment within NBC at NBC....And you know the rest. .....
(((And for whatever is worth,...thank you for having me. Good or bad, thank you. )))
