Post by Duke Wallace on Aug 23, 2010 20:17:01 GMT -6
**Alan Thicke, the former 80s talk show host and star of Growing Pains, is along side SWA interviewer Travis Malloy and a small camera crew. **
TRAVIS: You're sure he won't mind us dropping in on him? Duke has never been overly friendly with me, or the crew, or anyone for that matter.
THICKE: Trust me it's all good. Duke is a real softy.
TRAVIS: So he knows we're coming?
THICKE: Not exactly. Duke and I have a professional agreement. He's trying to help fund my Hollywood comeback, and I'm his new public relations representative. Between the two of us, Duke has some money and a great creative instinct that I lack, and I have an instant likeability that Duke lacks. It's going to be a successful partnership. I think he'll benefit from a spontaneous drop in interview. Give the fans at home a chance to see the real Duke Wallace.
TRAVIS: We're not going to interrupt his training for Apocalypse Now, are we?
THICKE: Duke is in the middle of rigorous training for the fight of his career against Danny O'Callahan. Even though he's training hard, he'll have time for the press. Duke has the best physique in this business. A 5 minute interview away from his work out won't hurt him.
**Alan Thicke opens the door to Duke's training facility. The camera crew and Tarvis find Duke slouching in a recliner cramming Doritos in his mouth while watching reruns of The A-Team on DVD.**
DUKE: Get that camera out of here!
**Duke tries to dive for the camera, but he stumbles and falls flat on his face. Duke's drastic chance in appearance is instantly noticeable. His gut is prtruding through his under shirt, hanging over his undone belt.**
TRAVIS: Duke...... you're........... looking great.
THICKE: Duke I've been gone for only a few days drumming up business for you. What happened? You look like you've gained over 25 pounds in Doritos.
DUKE: Nothing happened. I've been hard at work on the treadmill for the last 3 hours. Why?
THICKE: You're covered in Dorito crumbs. You have Pepsi stains on your under shirt. Your stomach is bloated like balloon.
DUKE: It's just a bad bee sting. I'll be fine.
THICKE: A bee sting.
DUKE: Yeah I have a severe allergy, okay? Why don't you get off my back about it. A huge bee came in here and stung me. It took an hour for me to recover from the temporary paralysis. It's my undying willpower that saved me.
THICKE: Maybe you should come back another time, Travis. I don't think Duke is well.
DUKE: No stay. Watch me complete 350 situps in 3 minutes.
**Duke grunts as he gets down on his back. He takes a few deep breaths before slowly pulling himself up in a situp.**
DUKE: Oooooooooooone........... Hold on just one second.....
**Duke turns away and lets out a tremendous burp. Alan Thicke takes a knee next to Duke.**
THICKE: Listen Duke, a man of your physical and mental strength doesn't let himself slide like this without a reason. You have to be ready for Danny O'Callahan. What happened?
DUKE: I heard what O'Callahan said. He thinks me and him are exactly alike. He thinks growing up in the trailer park and growing up in the South side projects are the same thing. He accused me of denying who I was. Living on a high horse and looking down on everyone else. He thinks I'm a wannabe. Maybe he's right. I haven't racked up any more victories than he has. Maybe O'Callahan has a point that the difference between him and me is that I deny my past and he embraces it. He admits his mistakes and learns from them, and I just make excuses. Who is the real Duke Wallace? Even I don;t know anymore. I'm tired of pretending. I'm tired of lying. If I'm going to move up in my career I need to be real. From this point on I will be the real Duke Wallace. I know what I need to do. I need to prove to O'Callahan that there's a greater difference between us than he thinks. I am the hero. Time to prove it. No more lies. No more excuses.
THICKE: Good. Now lets get back on that treadmill and work off that gut.
DUKE: For the last time it was a giant bee sting.
**Alan Thicke helps Duke to his feet and Duke begins to train to The Eye of The Tiger**
TRAVIS: You're sure he won't mind us dropping in on him? Duke has never been overly friendly with me, or the crew, or anyone for that matter.
THICKE: Trust me it's all good. Duke is a real softy.
TRAVIS: So he knows we're coming?
THICKE: Not exactly. Duke and I have a professional agreement. He's trying to help fund my Hollywood comeback, and I'm his new public relations representative. Between the two of us, Duke has some money and a great creative instinct that I lack, and I have an instant likeability that Duke lacks. It's going to be a successful partnership. I think he'll benefit from a spontaneous drop in interview. Give the fans at home a chance to see the real Duke Wallace.
TRAVIS: We're not going to interrupt his training for Apocalypse Now, are we?
THICKE: Duke is in the middle of rigorous training for the fight of his career against Danny O'Callahan. Even though he's training hard, he'll have time for the press. Duke has the best physique in this business. A 5 minute interview away from his work out won't hurt him.
**Alan Thicke opens the door to Duke's training facility. The camera crew and Tarvis find Duke slouching in a recliner cramming Doritos in his mouth while watching reruns of The A-Team on DVD.**
DUKE: Get that camera out of here!
**Duke tries to dive for the camera, but he stumbles and falls flat on his face. Duke's drastic chance in appearance is instantly noticeable. His gut is prtruding through his under shirt, hanging over his undone belt.**
TRAVIS: Duke...... you're........... looking great.
THICKE: Duke I've been gone for only a few days drumming up business for you. What happened? You look like you've gained over 25 pounds in Doritos.
DUKE: Nothing happened. I've been hard at work on the treadmill for the last 3 hours. Why?
THICKE: You're covered in Dorito crumbs. You have Pepsi stains on your under shirt. Your stomach is bloated like balloon.
DUKE: It's just a bad bee sting. I'll be fine.
THICKE: A bee sting.
DUKE: Yeah I have a severe allergy, okay? Why don't you get off my back about it. A huge bee came in here and stung me. It took an hour for me to recover from the temporary paralysis. It's my undying willpower that saved me.
THICKE: Maybe you should come back another time, Travis. I don't think Duke is well.
DUKE: No stay. Watch me complete 350 situps in 3 minutes.
**Duke grunts as he gets down on his back. He takes a few deep breaths before slowly pulling himself up in a situp.**
DUKE: Oooooooooooone........... Hold on just one second.....
**Duke turns away and lets out a tremendous burp. Alan Thicke takes a knee next to Duke.**
THICKE: Listen Duke, a man of your physical and mental strength doesn't let himself slide like this without a reason. You have to be ready for Danny O'Callahan. What happened?
DUKE: I heard what O'Callahan said. He thinks me and him are exactly alike. He thinks growing up in the trailer park and growing up in the South side projects are the same thing. He accused me of denying who I was. Living on a high horse and looking down on everyone else. He thinks I'm a wannabe. Maybe he's right. I haven't racked up any more victories than he has. Maybe O'Callahan has a point that the difference between him and me is that I deny my past and he embraces it. He admits his mistakes and learns from them, and I just make excuses. Who is the real Duke Wallace? Even I don;t know anymore. I'm tired of pretending. I'm tired of lying. If I'm going to move up in my career I need to be real. From this point on I will be the real Duke Wallace. I know what I need to do. I need to prove to O'Callahan that there's a greater difference between us than he thinks. I am the hero. Time to prove it. No more lies. No more excuses.
THICKE: Good. Now lets get back on that treadmill and work off that gut.
DUKE: For the last time it was a giant bee sting.
**Alan Thicke helps Duke to his feet and Duke begins to train to The Eye of The Tiger**