ACT 10- A Bedroom
In the bedroom, the open window to the fire escape makes only part of the parlor visible. On the wall by the bed there is a shrine like picture being covered partially by a curtain. The doorway towards the rear of the room that led from the bathroom to the parlor room. In the bathroom of Joy's largely luxurious hotel room, Torrie Wilson is looking at herself in the mirror while Jackie is sitting on the bed, finishing up her manicure.
"So what do you think about tonight being my last night as a blonde?"
"No loss."
"Remember, that fortune teller told Kurt that a dark haired woman would be the love of his life."
"Why are you so paranoid? I thought you had the hots for Charlie Hass."
"Yea, had is right, until that two timer went with that hussy Dawn Marie."
"So that's why he's not taking you out after the rumble." Torrie closed her palm mirror.
Just then Joy entered from the door, Spanish music is heard from one of the other people staying on that floor. She fiddles with the curtain as she passes it from the doorway, "I've just finished getting dressed up, because there's not going to be a Royal Rumble."
"Let me guess, the fortune teller told you that?"
"Fortune teller?"
"Never mind." Torrie came out of the bathroom and sat down next to Jackie. "So where is Kurt going to take you after the, no to be, rumble?"
"Kurt's not taking me anywhere."
"Kurt?" Joy looked confused.
"She's just playing with us, come on and spill already Jack."
"No way." She scooted away. "You can't keep a secret."
"You wanna talk about secrets?" Joy beamed and the duo turned at her radiance. 'Tonight is my wedding night!"
Torrie turned to the equally pale Jackie, "The poor thing has lost her mind…"
"I am crazy!"
"She might be at that." Jackie whispered. "She looks different somehow."
"I do?"
"And I think she's up to something too tonight." Jackie continued to whisper.
"I am?"
"Stop eaves dropping!" Jackie cried.
Torrie stood up, "What is going on with you?" Joy just smiled and began to sing:
I feel pretty,
Oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright
And I pity any diva who isn't me tonight
There was a bang on the wall, "Hey you next door over there, turn off that original Broadway musical score!" But Joy continued as if it never happened:
I feel charming
Oh so charming,
It's alarming how charming I feel
And so happy that I can't believe it's real
Torrie and Jackie watched as she ran to the bathroom to pose before the mirror as she continued to sing:
See that pretty girl in the mirror there,
Who can that girl be?
So happy and pretty…
"Look." Torrie interrupted. "If you're gonna sing West Side Story, at least make up your own words."
"Oh come on a lighten up, get with the picture." Jackie threw the wrapped up towel off her hair, revealing her new brown colored hair as she sang:
I feel stunning
And entrancing
I feel like running
And dancing with joy
Joy giggled and sang along:
For I'm in love
With a wonderful boy
"Oh whatever." Torrie shrugged and sang along too:
Have you met my fellow diva Joy
She's the craziest girl in this hotel
You'll recognize her the moment you see her
But not the diva Jackie whose now brunette as hell
Jackie put her hands on her hips, "Oh come on now, that wasn't called for. You could've said, as well."
"Hey I just use what you give me." Torrie winked at her lyric changes as Joy sang:
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in heaven
I know I'm in love
So I must be in heaven
Torrie sang:
It might be the heat
Or some rare disease
Maybe you need to eat
Or have to go pee
"No thanks I just went." Jackie flushed the toilet and came out singing:
Turn our attention from her
Let's call in Kurt
This isn't the Joy we know
Torrie sang in agreement:
Blonde acting brunette
It's Jackie's fault I'll bet
Don't know what she'll do
Or even who she is too
Joy took her song back:
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I now know why happy is gay
"Happy is gay?" Jackie and Torrie looked at each other.
Joy continued to sing, "I'm so flustered I don't know what to say"
"Then allow me." Jackie sang:
I feel dizzy
I feel cheesy
I feel sunny and breezy yet fine
And so pretty
Miss American can resign
Joy laughed and sang, "See that pretty girl in the mirror there…"
"What mirror where?" Torrie and Jackie looked around.
Joy continued to sing, "Who can that happy pretty girl be?"
"Who, what, where, when why?" Torrie and Jackie were lost now. "…how?" But they all sang the last lines in the end:
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Running and dancing like Joy
Joy ended it:
For I'm in love
With The Nature Boy
"WITH WHO?" Torrie and Jackie nearly spun around and fell to the floor.
"Joy?" A voice was heard coming from the hall.
"It's Kurt." Jackie gasped and rushed to the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Torrie asked as the door was slammed shut.
"Hello?"
"Please." Joy tuned to Torrie.
She sighed, "Yes little bride to be, we're going." She left.
"Hello?" Jackie knocked at on the bathroom door from inside. "You guys aren't leaving without me are you?" When she got no reply she opened the door and ran into the room. "Wait!" She ran into the hall, closing the door quickly behind her.
"Girls?" Kurt looked around as he came from the stairwell, his clothes were all dirty and torn from the fight, his face smeared with a little dried blood. They're stunned when they see him. They look around and pull him back to their room, closing the door behind them. "Joy..."
"Hang on one sec." She called from the bedroom. "I'm just getting ready over here to…" She was quickly changing her clothes as the others waited in the main room. But Kurt grew impatient and came in before she could finished. She screamed, "Ah, wait!"
"Sorry!" He turned his back, shielding his eyes. Joy came out as she finished and Kurt turned to her, "Where is Amy?"
"She went to a store. If I knew you guys would be..." She finally realizes. "You've been fighting, haven't you Kurt?"
"Yea, I'm sorry."
"This isn't like you, like all of us…"
"No."
"Why not Kurt?"
"I don't know what, it happened so fast."
"You sound nervous and flustered, just relax and go wash up." Joy pointed to the bathroom.
"Joy…"
"It's alright, you can go in there."
"In a moment. Joy, at the rumble…"
"There was no rumble."
"There was."
"You're wrong."
"No there was. You just left too fast. Nobody meant for it to happen…"
"What? Tell me."
"It's bad, I don't know if I can…"
"You have to, you came all this way… is it, very bad?"
"You see." He moved to her, a helpless look on his face.
"Just blurt it out, it'll be easier if you say it fast in the open."
"There was a fight…" She nodded as he spoke. "And JBL…" She nodded again. "And somehow, a knife, and John, someone…" His hands began to shake so he balled them into a fist.
"Who, Hunter, Ric? What happed to everyone?" The names cause Kurt to stop, he notices the dress clothes Joy was going to go out with. "Kurt, is everyone alright?"
"He killed him, Bradshaw."
After a pause, she walked into the parlor and slammed the bedroom door behind him, leaving him in her room. He went into the bathroom as she whispered, "He, you're lying." Kurt finally comes back out timidly, pulling something out of his pocket, it was a part of JBL's blue shirt, only, it was tainted with red stains and dirt. Joy storms back into the bedroom and yells louder this time, "You're lying Angle!" He pulls out the knife as sirens are heard in the distance. Joy has gone to her room and pulls the curtain away from the picture of Ric Flair, the one he used in his office when he used to be General Manager of Raw. She rocks back and forward on the balls of her feet, thinking, "Make it not be true, please let it not be true. I'll do anything, even die, just please make it be nothing more than a horrible lie." As she chants this to herself, Flair appears at the top of the fire escape by her window and slowly, quietly climbs in. His clothes are also ripped, his dirt covered red shirt is half torn off. He stands still, one leg liming, as he watches her. Sensing that somebody else was in the room, she stops talking to herself and slowly looks over his shoulder, staring at him for a moment. Then in almost one leap, she is upon him, pounding his chest with her delicate fists, "You killed him, murderer!"
"I tried to stop it, really I did." He grabs her fists and holds her hands close to him. "I don't know how it went wrong, I didn't mean to hurt him, I didn't want to, I didn't know I had…. But Triple H, he's my best friend, like a brother. So when JBL killed him…" She lifted her head to look at his sad eyes. "John didn't mean it either, I know it. I, oh, I don't know, if he did or not, but… no. I didn't come to tell you just for you to forgive me, but the police came and chased after everyone when we all ran away and…"
"No."
"Take it easy, everything is gonna be ok…"
"No."
"Whatever you want, tell me, anything, and I'll do it."
"Stay. Stay with me."
"I love you so much, more than anything in this world. I didn't mean for any of this, I didn't want to hurt you, or anybody, or…"
"Sh." She put her finger on his lips to silence him. "We'll be alright. I just know it."
He closed his eyes and held her close tightly, "We're really finally together now."
"But it's not just us, that are living in dangerous trouble now, it's everything around us."
"Then we'll find someplace where nothing can get to us, not anyone, or anything, and…" Their eyes meet and he sings to her:
I'll take you away
Take you far, far away from here
So far away until we finally disappear
And all the world around us
Time will finally stop
Our love with be the only thing
To say we're alive or not
As he sings, the world really does seem to leave them. It seems almost as if in their imagination, love has taken them out of the apartment, the walls of her room have become walls of the alley in the city streets. They look around and begin to run, the two brands start to run out of nowhere and violence and loud chaos begins to ensue. Bust suddenly it all is gone, the world is lit up by the sun and the air is calm. They stop and look around pleased as young boys and girls look up from the field of flowers, stopping from their play and staring up happily at them. Flair and Joy look down, their clothes are so fine, soft and elegant, nothing like they'd worn before. They being to dance as the children laugh, leaves begin to fall from the tree as the wind picks up. There was nothing, no Raw, no SmackDown, no hostilities of war, they belonged together and were sharing their love with this new paradise, away from it all. They finally stop their love dance as Flair twirls Joy close and wraps her in his arms. As they embrace, they sing:
Hold my hand, we're half way there
Hold my hand and I'll take you anywhere
Someday, somehow, somewhere…
They sink back under the blankets in their bed as the lights FADE TO BLACK.
(In their dream, the two lovers hold out their hands to each others, and both the Raw and SmackDown superstars follow, holding their hands out to each other. They stand together in a closely knit circle, peace and prosperity in the WWE had triumphed as the world became what it should be. Then, suddenly, time seems to stop as the space begins to grow shadowy and fire bursts up, clouding up the sky with dark smoke. The two leaders walk in, Triple H and JBL. The dream had become a nightmare as the city finally comes back into view. The knife fight is reenacted as the both die. Joy and Flair are once again separated from each other as their violent brands warding them off with warnings. Joy tried to reach out to JBL as Flair tries to run and stop Triple H. The two lovers can no longer see each other, yet they're both right there. Chaos and confusion turn into darkness after they find themselves back in the bedroom, clinging to each other desperately, blindly refusing to face what they knew the reality had to be. Joy opened her eyes, waking up from the realistic hallucination, reassured of reality, she wished desperately to sing once again as she lay back down next to Ric Flair and closed her eyes.)