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TRIXIE'S MOTHER'S HOME (TRIXIE'S BEDROOM) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Trixie's bedroom, it was a small little room with a white dresser at the edge of her single and a half bed with a wardrobe diagonally right of the dresser against the wall. She had a door opposite the side of her wardrobe to the main hallway which she had postered with the sexiest man of that year's rom-com movie not of that year. Trixie slept in her bed as she holds her covers with a mesh of blue and grey stripes all different widths bend from the folds.
APARTMENT 18 B (BEDROOM) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
In another bedroom lay a man in his 30's. His stubble was fresh, poking through on an otherwise clean shaven face with curly hair, naturally curly near autumn brunette, he looked over to the woman lying next to him, turned over and her back to him under the sheet and blankets on the bed. Auburn hair and pale skin with a slight septum noise coming from her sleep. The man sits back in bed and takes a glass of the water at his bedside, from the coaster that was perfectly perpendicular and parallel to the edges of the night stand and slurps down a quarter, washing it around his mouth before he finally swallows and rolls onto his side. He kisses the shoulder of her grey shirt she'd worn to bed and slowly reaches up her collar bone to get a stir from her.
Woman
(Muttering)
“Not now, Alistair, I'm exhausted.”
(Muttering)
“Not now, Alistair, I'm exhausted.”
Alistair gets off her, rubs the right side of his face with his hand and slips out of the bed to plant his feet firmly on the carpet. Using his index finger, he rubs his eye and then puts his feet into his slippers as he gets out of bed in a pair of black boxer shorts and a black, loose hanging tank top with very much a body figure that was starting to show some muscle but nothing like the pro wrestlers, not even close.
TRIXIE'S MOTHER'S HOME (TRIXIE'S BEDROOM) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Trixie stands up out of bed sitting at her dressing table with her hair dryer on blowing her blonde locks dry after a shower, wrapped in a yellow towel with a white stripe down the end of each side looking in the mirror at herself and her uncovered little freckles around and on her nose. Once it was dry, Trixie set aside a few products: Deepglow Foundation, Aveeno moisturizer, Marc-jacobs red lipstick, Intense mascara, Estee lauder eye-shadow kit and Nyx bronzer and began by setting out to apply her face for the day ahead.
TRIXIE(Muttering)
“First day back, got to impress.”
“First day back, got to impress.”
APARTMENT 18 B (KITCHEN/LIVING ROOM) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
In the open plan kitchen/living room sits Alistair setting down his plate and his coffee, he turns the cup once he places it on the square coaster to have the handle parallel with the table and notices his toast is tilted on the plate, turning it to sit perpendicular and parallel with the square place before taking a knife to it and cuts down the center.
TRIXIE'S MOTHER'S HOME (TRIXIE'S BEDROOM) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Trixie pulls on her wedged open toe strappy shoes, with a floral rose stuck and crafted of the same faux coat material as she gets a phone call. Trixie looks at the id to see it read Lacey Wacey and doesn't answer it. Trixie instead goes to the window and peers down. Outside, she spots a brunette not on her phone but waving up from her car. Trixie waves back and takes an exponential increase to getting ready. Her sattel hangbag now gets added to by two notebooks and a pink pencil case zipped up as she puts her phone in her pocket of her skinny beige pants and then scampers out of her bedroom after she kisses her two fingers and puts them on the lips of a certain celeb's picture.
OUTSIDE APARTMENT BUILDING - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Alistair gets into his car parked up on the sidewalk and parallel parked in with a few other cars in a row. Alistair holds a banana in hand and a brown sacked lunch he sets on the passenger seat on top of his briefcase before he looks behind him to the back seat to see a stack of folders with labels reading weeks one through a series of numbers.
LACEY'S CAR (DRIVING) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
A brunette haired girl with paler skin to Trixie sat in the driving seat with Trixie strapped in with her seatbelt on the passenger seat as the girls dancing poetically to Gotye - Somebody That I Used To Know on the car's radio as they hit the chorus together, Trixie swaying side to side with her eyes closed singing along to it as Lacey keeps her eyes on the road to slow down and hits the breaks at the red light, seeing beside her a car with two boys dressed in some silk shirts with their forearms all exposed, Lacey calls Trixie's attention who glances over and the two exchange smiles and eventually get the guys attention before Lacey speeds off at the green light.
EXTERIOR - LAS VEGAS HIGH SCHOOl - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Lacey pulls up into a parking spot and the two girls exit their respective sides. Trixie shuts the door before Lacey and brushes her hair back behind her ear to see a few heads turned her way as well as Lacey's way.
TRIXIE
Look Lace, they got brand new football goals.
Look Lace, they got brand new football goals.
Trixie points towards the field just to their left as they step onto the sidewalk and head towards the building, passing a few students sitting on the hoods of their cars.
Lacey Willows
I bet the football boys got brand new uniforms too.
I bet the football boys got brand new uniforms too.
TRIXIE
They totally need new ones, how they designed the red and black? Totally awful.
They totally need new ones, how they designed the red and black? Totally awful.
Lacey Willows
Mrs Freidman, you know, the lipstick lesbian, she designed them to save the school money because she once took a seminar.
Mrs Freidman, you know, the lipstick lesbian, she designed them to save the school money because she once took a seminar.
TRIXIE
Damien did his best to make them look good, but he can only do so much…
Damien did his best to make them look good, but he can only do so much…
The girls chat along until they see a specific trio of guys. The boy at the left was tall, dark and handsome MIKE WEST, The very tall, too tall, brown hair and dark eyes and with an olive skin tone was BRANDON O'CONNOR followed by DAMIEN STONE, blonde, flawless complexion, blue eyes, very well defined who were all checking out Damien's phone.
Lacey Willows
I think he definitely got hotter over the summer. Seriously hotter.
I think he definitely got hotter over the summer. Seriously hotter.
Trixie and Lacey stand together staring his way with about fifteen feet of distance between them and the boys as students pass by going two and from the building to the parking lot.
TRIXIE
Well he was doing all that lifeguarding in hotels.
Well he was doing all that lifeguarding in hotels.
Lacey Willows
And I heard he was making visits to some women's hotel rooms after his shifts.
And I heard he was making visits to some women's hotel rooms after his shifts.
Trixie turns her head from looking to the boys to Lacey.
TRIXIE
No, he wouldn't do that. He's…he's…
No, he wouldn't do that. He's…he's…
Lacey Willows
He's Damien, he's undone at least twenty-five percent of the seniors bras and not to see who made them.
He's Damien, he's undone at least twenty-five percent of the seniors bras and not to see who made them.
Lacey just tilts her head forward and raises her eyesbrows, nodding but reassures Trixie with an arm around her.
Lacey Willows
It's not a bad thing, it means he'll be an experienced guy as YOUR boyfriend this year, we're trying out for the cheer squad this year?
It's not a bad thing, it means he'll be an experienced guy as YOUR boyfriend this year, we're trying out for the cheer squad this year?
Trixie's eyes slowly stray back to Damien as he laughs, she smiles back despite him not seeing it and nods, speaking to Lacey but slowly drags her eyes away.
TRIXIE
Totally! Try and stop me.
Totally! Try and stop me.
Trixie and Lacey then walk by as they close the fifteen feet fast with their heel and wedged heel shoes stepping by that get the guys attention with Damien giving a chin up gesture to Trixie and Lacey who pass and giggle almost simultaneously.
INTERIOR - LAS VEGAS HIGH SCHOOl CLASSROOM 132 (BIOLOGY) - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Alistair enters his classroom early to see the floors clean but pulls his sleeves up on his white press shirt as he begins readjusting every chair in his classroom to be perfectly perpendicular and parallel to the other with a perfect grid created and begins to take his seat. The bell rings and outside of the classroom; mass movement is heard with students from their homerooms moving about and the door opens to see a black and red flannel shirt with corduroy pants as the boy stood 5'-6 and put his hand up briefly to wave to his teacher; Alistair, who took little interest as he tilts his head back to put a tick tac into his mouth.
Then he sees the students take their seats and watches in a mild horror as Damien Strone sits down with a twist to turn his desk. Mike takes a seat behind him and shunts his desk forward, two girls at the edge of the classroom pull one of the girls desks closer and he ushers in a few more tic tacs, crunching them and swallows hard as he goes to the board with a marker in hand to write down his name on the board.
Alistair Oaklake:
Ok class…My name is Alistair Oaklake, Mr. Oaklake.
Ok class…My name is Alistair Oaklake, Mr. Oaklake.
He grunts to himself at his mistake of introducing his first name.
Alistair Oaklake:
Let me try that again. Ok, I'm MR. Oaklake. I'll be teaching you Biology this year but in future can we not alter the classroom, can we try that please?
Let me try that again. Ok, I'm MR. Oaklake. I'll be teaching you Biology this year but in future can we not alter the classroom, can we try that please?
The classroom sort of look at each other, while giving oddly confused looks as to how they've altered the classroom. Alistair tries to add but two girls come through the door; Trixie and Lacey. Trixie takes herself a seat in the second row beside Mike West and next to some girl in a very long ponytail and in front of the boy in red and black plaid who was in a little shell shocked state to have her sitting in front of him. Trixie left her notebook inside her bad with Lacey being seated on row four next to Brandon. Alistair watches as Trixie edges her desk that little bit closer to Damien in a diagonal fashion.
Alistair Oaklake:
Excuse me, Miss?...
Excuse me, Miss?...
Trixie sees him talking to her as well as the rest of the classroom stare at her bringing her nothing but the biggest smile she squandered down to play it cool.
TRIXIE
Yes? What is it?
Yes? What is it?
Alistair Oaklake:
I've just told the class to not move stuff in the classroom.
I've just told the class to not move stuff in the classroom.
Trixie darts her eyes back and forth twice with her brow rationally furrowed and looks back to him.
TRIXIE
I didn't alter anything at all.
I didn't alter anything at all.
Alistair Oaklake:
You moved your desk.
You moved your desk.
Trixie notices Damien has now started to look towards her causing her to blush.
TRIXIE
It's just a desk.
It's just a desk.
Alistair Oaklake:
I'm a very environmental teacher, I like to be able to roam around and through the array of desks to reach my students if they need me.
I'm a very environmental teacher, I like to be able to roam around and through the array of desks to reach my students if they need me.
TRIXIE
Yes. Yes you can. You can walk this way between me and what's her name to reach anyone.
Yes. Yes you can. You can walk this way between me and what's her name to reach anyone.
Alistair Oaklake:
Just, everyone, everybody. Please try to be respectful and leave everything….leave everything exactly how you found it, let's call that a class rule.
Just, everyone, everybody. Please try to be respectful and leave everything….leave everything exactly how you found it, let's call that a class rule.
Alistair begins to write the rule down word for word on the board as Trixie is taken back and looks over to Lacey to shoot her an absolute exasperated look before she sees Damien looking over to her and hold a stare for a few seconds though it felt forever for Trixie to stare in his blue eyes and hoping beyond hope he liked her hazel brown ones. Trixie gives him a smile as Damien just nods and spins back to sit properly with Trixie immediately looking to Lacey to see if she saw and the look she gave back clearly indicated she had.
INTERIOR - LAS VEGAS HIGH SCHOOl HALLWAY - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Trixie stands at her locker and begins loading in all her books while three lockers down the boy in red and black plaid with rather straight but oddly greasy brunette hair was loading books from his locker into his book bag a little shocked Trixie was putting all the textbooks in the locker.
Plaid Shirt Boy:
Trix-Trixie?
Trix-Trixie?
Trixie peers up and looks towards the greasy haired guy with glasses on and almost her height but her heels gave her a little boost over him.
TRIXIE
What is it?
What is it?
He licks his lips in a nervous fashion as he takes out an english literature book.
Plaid Shirt Boy:
You're not bringing any books back? We have work to do and-
You're not bringing any books back? We have work to do and-
Lacey (O.S):
Beat it, Sherworm.
Beat it, Sherworm.
Lacey says coming into the picture to stand between Trixie and Lacey, smaller than her friend and smaller than 'Sherworm' but thanks to her heels, she had the height just above him.
Lacey:
So, Trix…There's a little party going on tonight at Max Testler's, his parents are on somewhat of a reconnecting trip and his older brother's supposed to be looking after him, logistics…what it means is…Par-Tay, you're in.
So, Trix…There's a little party going on tonight at Max Testler's, his parents are on somewhat of a reconnecting trip and his older brother's supposed to be looking after him, logistics…what it means is…Par-Tay, you're in.
Trixie rolls not only her eyes, but her head and closes her locker with a minor sulk.
TRIXIE
I can't, Lacey.
I can't, Lacey.
Trixie then says leaning into her.
TRIXIE(WHISPERING CONT'D)
I'm working tonight, so I can't make it.
I'm working tonight, so I can't make it.
Lacey gave an understanding chew of her lip, hating not having Trixie to wingwoman with as Trixie clearly showed her she was super annoyed internally, wanting to blow off work to party but Lacey didn't even bother trying to crack open the party girl, she knew better with a defeated sigh and rubs Trixie's arm.
Lacey:
Alright…You owe me a party, you missed Taylor's big summer blowout party for this work, now Max? You've got to be careful Trixykins or you'll be down the social ladder dating someone like Sherworm.
Alright…You owe me a party, you missed Taylor's big summer blowout party for this work, now Max? You've got to be careful Trixykins or you'll be down the social ladder dating someone like Sherworm.
Causing a visible cringe to Trixie which makes Lacey laugh as she then waves her phone at Trixie.
Lacey:
Be on your phone, I'll text you all the gossip.
Be on your phone, I'll text you all the gossip.
Trixie was still in a want to go but can't mood but gave Lacey a hug for keeping her in the loop before waving goodbye as Trixie pulls out of her locker a plastic bag from Pretty Little Thing with a variety of clothes, an outfit inside.
INTERIOR - APARTMENT 18 B - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Alistair slices up sweet peppers rather fine and very uniformly before he glides the cuts into a pizza flatbread, grinding a block of cheese against a cheese grater, he sprinkles the cheese over the bread and with a nice he adds a little chipotle paste on the crust of the bread and let it cook on his preheated oven while he watches the woman at the table busy away on her mac book with a set of balance sheets busy at work. The pizza bread came out with the cheese melted over the peppers, chipotle had made the crusts nice and darkened as he splits the bread with her.
Alistair Oaklake:
How was your day?
How was your day?
Woman:
It was fine. After you left I was on the phone with the credit card company and I worked through my lunch as usual. I had a bath today, watched some documentaries and then you came home, now I was doing the budget and I will do once I finish my dinner, thank you for making it for me.
It was fine. After you left I was on the phone with the credit card company and I worked through my lunch as usual. I had a bath today, watched some documentaries and then you came home, now I was doing the budget and I will do once I finish my dinner, thank you for making it for me.
Alistair Oaklake:
You're welcome.
You're welcome.
Alistair says almost dipping his head and seeking and searching her for more conversation but instead she brought a strip of the flatbread to her mouth and continued eating. Once Alistair finished his one, he stood up and went to the bathroom, noticing the soap was slightly off, he put it back to be nice and parallel before he looks into the mirror.
Alistair Oaklake:
How was your day, Alistair? Me? I had what you could call a stressful fuck up as teenagers have no respect for how things are supposed to be. Every lesson, I tell ya, every single class just ruined an array, chairs are supposed to be nice and neat, a marriage is supposed to be give and take. That blonde girl just didn't listen and you never want to listen. Day by day.
How was your day, Alistair? Me? I had what you could call a stressful fuck up as teenagers have no respect for how things are supposed to be. Every lesson, I tell ya, every single class just ruined an array, chairs are supposed to be nice and neat, a marriage is supposed to be give and take. That blonde girl just didn't listen and you never want to listen. Day by day.
Alistair steps out of the bathroom to see the woman back on the computer and walks over to pat her back, deciding whether or not to go down to kiss her when he opts not to and collects the keys as well as his grey coat and headed out the door.
EXTERIOR - FLAMINGO CASINO - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
Alistair looks up at the signs and he draws out a few bills from the atm, as he stuffs it into his wallet and then the wallet into his coat. Taking in the sight once more, Alistair heads into the casino.
INTERIOR - FLAMINGO CASINO - LAS VEGAS, NV - TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7TH, 2010
On the evening shift are a few members of staff working their own sectors collecting drinks from the bar for tables as well as picking up the empties around. Staff working a few tables playing black jack and a roulette table as there was a few slot machines as well as two to three tables to sit at near the bar where Trixie currently sat on a stool dressed in a white eggshell blouse with a black top underneath leading and flowing over a green skirt that was just cut off above her knee. She was sitting talking to a very well built spanish man with a chiselled jaw and incredible arms with a lovely tan to him.
TRIXIE
Looks like you have some 'customers', they're after a drink and a phone number.
Looks like you have some 'customers', they're after a drink and a phone number.
Trixie says flicking his name tag that read Raymundo and let him go deal with two thirty year old women give or take as they were overly flirty, tipsy and as soon as they saw Trixie, one woman turned her back to her and the flirting intensified with Trixie rolling her eyes, leaving Raymundo a look that said have fun as she skipped off the stool with a tray to make use of her time and pick up some scattered cups and bottles. Alistair walks in to take a seat at the blackjack table who was overly friendly to deal him in.
Alistair Oaklake:
I'm desperate for a drink, do I have to go all the way to a bar.
I'm desperate for a drink, do I have to go all the way to a bar.
The dealer shakes his head and looks around to see Trixie and signal her with a few clicks of his fingers, Trixie looks up and the dealer ushers her over with his hand as she approaches, Alistair is taken back and almost falls off his chair that he, as he is startled, grabs the table to avoid tipping over.
Alistair Oaklake:
Can I have a whiskey, on the rocks.
Can I have a whiskey, on the rocks.
TRIXIE
Coming right up sir.
Coming right up sir.
Trixie walks with a tray full of cups and bottles to the bar while Alistair loses ten dollars on a 17, 18, 16 vs the dealer's 20 and chooses to walk away to follow Trixie's footsteps to her at the bar. Raymundo currently still engaged with the women, Alistair steps up to Trixie's side.
TRIXIE(MILDLY INSISTANT)
I'll have your drink in a moment, sir.
I'll have your drink in a moment, sir.
Trixie begins getting his glass out and puts his ice cubes inside as she fetches the rather green bottle of whiskey, it isn't Jack Daniels.
Alistair Oaklake:
What is a sixteen year old girl doing working in a casino?
What is a sixteen year old girl doing working in a casino?
Trixie stomps pouring for a moment and then puts the bottle to the side.
TRIXIE(REHEARSED)
I don't know what you're talking about.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Alistair Oaklake:
You're the girl who came to class after everybody else and didn't like being told not to move what isn't hers.
You're the girl who came to class after everybody else and didn't like being told not to move what isn't hers.
Trixie says trying to walk away but hears him say to her back when she spies entering the casino were the two men from the morning who got served by none other than Trixie's mother as she watched one of the men immediately pull her onto their laps to watch them play roulette. Trixie turns, folding her arms up.
TRIXIE
Please, just don't say anything about this. Please just…take your own advice, don't touch what isn't yours? Don't say something that isn't about you.
Please, just don't say anything about this. Please just…take your own advice, don't touch what isn't yours? Don't say something that isn't about you.
Alistair gives her a little head shake, slightly confused.
TRIXIE
I'm saying, just, just be cool, alright? Don't go reporting this or anything. I make nice money here and I need it.
I'm saying, just, just be cool, alright? Don't go reporting this or anything. I make nice money here and I need it.
Trixie looks over her shoulder to her mum again who manages to get away from the boys to fetch drinks.
TRIXIE (CONT'D)
We need it.
We need it.
Alistair reaches out to touch Trixie's hand to get her attention but she pulls it back and holds it up and away from him.
Alistair Oaklake:
I'm listening to you, I understand and you know what?
I'm listening to you, I understand and you know what?
TRIXIE
What?
What?
Alistair Oaklake:
I'll be cool. You're secret is safe with me, under lock and key, maybe tomorrow you'll be a little more respectful of the classroom?
I'll be cool. You're secret is safe with me, under lock and key, maybe tomorrow you'll be a little more respectful of the classroom?
Alistair takes his drink and wonders with a smile that Trixie nods to, to answer his question as she lets him walk past her to go back to the blackjack table with Trixie watching him from the bar, feeling her heart now up in air, mind racing, blood pressure astronomical and stomach pains with worry. Raymundo slides over to hold her arm that startles her.
Raymundo:
Lil' Trixita, calm down, just Raymundo, you went all stiff and spaced, you didn't happen to eat a brownie, did you?
Lil' Trixita, calm down, just Raymundo, you went all stiff and spaced, you didn't happen to eat a brownie, did you?
INTERIOR - TRIXIE'S HOTEL ROOM - FUKOUKA, JP - TUESDAY, JANUARY 10TH, 2016
On-Camera
On-Camera
TRIXIE:
"Anton, Anton..Anton. Three falls in Fukuouka, totally what’s available, but I’ve beat you twice already on Glory, so in a few days I’ll be back in the ring with you once again to really, really..really squash future matches into one action packed main event. Look"
"Anton, Anton..Anton. Three falls in Fukuouka, totally what’s available, but I’ve beat you twice already on Glory, so in a few days I’ll be back in the ring with you once again to really, really..really squash future matches into one action packed main event. Look"
Trixie pulls out her Genesis Championship off the bed to present it, sparkling and shining from the day she spent polishing it, touching the nameplate with her name engraved inside as Trixie swoops her blonde hair back.
TRIXIE:
"I have MY Genesis Championship. You haven’t been able to hold it or touch it since we went to Japan. You’ve held some titles but the only one you have now is a cheap one to hold up your pants while I have this lovely…oh wait.."
"I have MY Genesis Championship. You haven’t been able to hold it or touch it since we went to Japan. You’ve held some titles but the only one you have now is a cheap one to hold up your pants while I have this lovely…oh wait.."
Trixie pulls up her freshly shining Trixie Championship on her other arm to hold them both to the camera.
TRIXIE:
"I have THESE lovely Championships I got in Redemption oh and I totally got named Rising Star too, didn’t I? I mean, the accolades are just coming, global cup I didn’t get, who cares? I have this lovely title and this lovely title. Two lovely championships while all you have are memories of a title I now have…and other belts that were BT..Before Trixie. Before me, you were the big time veteran of the ring, but once we fought..and I won round one, you started slipping, you just couldn’t beat me properly…and don’t even start complaining about the kick, all is fair in a fatal four way. You got beat because the blonde hair fools people. I learn, I learned from Avery and I put you down. You think it will be any different? A little, now I get to do TWO DDT’s to get TWO falls and be four to one against you. Or maybe a shining apprentice and an Avery DDT? A neckbreaker and an Avery DDT? Decisions, decisions."
"I have THESE lovely Championships I got in Redemption oh and I totally got named Rising Star too, didn’t I? I mean, the accolades are just coming, global cup I didn’t get, who cares? I have this lovely title and this lovely title. Two lovely championships while all you have are memories of a title I now have…and other belts that were BT..Before Trixie. Before me, you were the big time veteran of the ring, but once we fought..and I won round one, you started slipping, you just couldn’t beat me properly…and don’t even start complaining about the kick, all is fair in a fatal four way. You got beat because the blonde hair fools people. I learn, I learned from Avery and I put you down. You think it will be any different? A little, now I get to do TWO DDT’s to get TWO falls and be four to one against you. Or maybe a shining apprentice and an Avery DDT? A neckbreaker and an Avery DDT? Decisions, decisions."
She ends looking up and off to the distance. Trixie’s hazel brown eyes slowly return to the camera lens in front of her.
TRIXIE:
"I really, really hope you don’t feel too bad, I mean you ended 2016 with a loss, you started the new year with a loss, I did too but I have these lovely titles to keep me company and let me know all is well."
"I really, really hope you don’t feel too bad, I mean you ended 2016 with a loss, you started the new year with a loss, I did too but I have these lovely titles to keep me company and let me know all is well."
Trixie now turns to set down her two titles onto the bed, rubbing the Redemption logo on each of them before she spins around, taking a big breath.
TRIXIE
(Sharply Speaking):
"But I am a champion now, before you come out and say berate my reign, call me a five dollar champion or something, know this. I will be the only champion in Redemption to beat a challenger twice. I am the first woman to win a singles title, Courtney followed the Trixie trend, just saying. I have a champions duty to put this title on the line. I didn’t win this title for fun and giggles, I won it to prove I can be better than you. In a few days, I totally will be truthful, two times I’ll beat you and then I’ll show Japan, Europe, the United States and wherever else Redemption goes or airs, I show them I’m a champion, me, I now have the hardest task ahead of me and I’m up for the challenge. I show Devlin that he has a beautiful girlfriend who he can trust to be an incredible champion. The year of Trixie is now. Anton who?"
(Sharply Speaking):
"But I am a champion now, before you come out and say berate my reign, call me a five dollar champion or something, know this. I will be the only champion in Redemption to beat a challenger twice. I am the first woman to win a singles title, Courtney followed the Trixie trend, just saying. I have a champions duty to put this title on the line. I didn’t win this title for fun and giggles, I won it to prove I can be better than you. In a few days, I totally will be truthful, two times I’ll beat you and then I’ll show Japan, Europe, the United States and wherever else Redemption goes or airs, I show them I’m a champion, me, I now have the hardest task ahead of me and I’m up for the challenge. I show Devlin that he has a beautiful girlfriend who he can trust to be an incredible champion. The year of Trixie is now. Anton who?"
