We see Ricky Broadway standing majestically in front of a grey wall, a blank canvas if you will. A blank canvas for a performance of a life time as an instrumental of Haddaway’s “What is Love” begins to play. The Exceptional one begins his rendition.
“Who is Holo?
Oh Holo, don’t hurt me
Don’t hurt me
No more”
Oh Holo, don’t hurt me
Don’t hurt me
No more”
“Holo, don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me
No more
Who is Holo?”
No more
Who is Holo?”
“No, I don’t know why you’re not fair
I give the fans my love, but you don’t care
So what is right and what is wrong?
Gimme a sign”
I give the fans my love, but you don’t care
So what is right and what is wrong?
Gimme a sign”
“Who is Holo?
Oh Holo, don’t hurt me
Don’t hurt me
No more”
Oh Holo, don’t hurt me
Don’t hurt me
No more”
The music fades and Ricky Broadway’s face becomes more serious.
“How day you.. how.. DARE.. YOU..”
Ricky uses his hands in a theatrical way as he speaks.
“The greatest performance that the fans were to ever see, cut short by.. by.. a Neanderthal of all sorts. A reject from the Pacific version of The Jungle Book, and for what?”
He ask this very ‘matter of factly’.
“He was unprovoked in his actions and took away the only joy I have… putting on a star studded performance for the disadvantaged such as the fans at Classic Wrestling.”
His hand goes across his forehead in a dramatic fashion.
“That is OK though! At episode 10, Ricky Broadway will have his encore performance as he delights the crowd both men and women, young and old by chopping the giant down.”
He clinches his fist.
“At the end of the night, they will clap their hands together and know… that they have just witnessed something…”
Ricky looks into the camera deeply.
“Exceptional.”
We fade.