Post by emokid on Jul 7, 2008 11:51:37 GMT -6
(Omerta stands outside a Shoneys in Jacksonville, FL)
(Fans go by screaming love for Omerta)
OMERTA: This is my home, but wherever I go, I want that to feel like home as well. Criss Cassidy could think less. He brings on the subject of religion. Well, Jesus must be really ashamed of his disciple. You see, I only need one thing, and that's the fan's support. I definitely get that here in JACKSONVILLE!!!!!!!
(People on the streets cheer and clap)
These are my people. Right there, is the school I went to as a child, Dover Grove Elementary. It's about 10 blocks to the left, but it;s there.
(Hwe points next door)
RANDOM GUY: Hey, Omerta. You looked great in that Battle Royal.
RANDOM GIRLS: WE LOVE YOU, OMERTA!!!!!!
OMERTA: I used to get my hair cut here. In fact that's an old barber of mine, Benjamin.
BENJAMIN: Hey, Omerta. Long time no see.
OMERTA: Benjamin is 70 years old, and says he does not plan to retire. I admire that. Benjamin, a little off the sides.
(Benjamin does so, as he hums an old southern hymn)
BENJAMIN: There you go, that'll be $5.00.
(Omerta gives him $5.00)
OMERTA: Thanks, Benjamin. I'll be back.
(Omerta walks the street)
Well, it's time to go home, but there is one more thing I have to do before I go.
(Omerta finds a wooden crate, climbs atop that, and screams at the Top of his lungs)
JACKSONVILLE, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!
STRENGTH, HONOR, RESPECT, OMERTA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(His positive outburst draws a crowd from the street, as he steps down, and hugs a few of his old friends, some family, and just random people from Jacksonville. Omerta gets into his Trans Am to the west, towards his home, and the scene fades too black)
(Fans go by screaming love for Omerta)
OMERTA: This is my home, but wherever I go, I want that to feel like home as well. Criss Cassidy could think less. He brings on the subject of religion. Well, Jesus must be really ashamed of his disciple. You see, I only need one thing, and that's the fan's support. I definitely get that here in JACKSONVILLE!!!!!!!
(People on the streets cheer and clap)
These are my people. Right there, is the school I went to as a child, Dover Grove Elementary. It's about 10 blocks to the left, but it;s there.
(Hwe points next door)
RANDOM GUY: Hey, Omerta. You looked great in that Battle Royal.
RANDOM GIRLS: WE LOVE YOU, OMERTA!!!!!!
OMERTA: I used to get my hair cut here. In fact that's an old barber of mine, Benjamin.
BENJAMIN: Hey, Omerta. Long time no see.
OMERTA: Benjamin is 70 years old, and says he does not plan to retire. I admire that. Benjamin, a little off the sides.
(Benjamin does so, as he hums an old southern hymn)
BENJAMIN: There you go, that'll be $5.00.
(Omerta gives him $5.00)
OMERTA: Thanks, Benjamin. I'll be back.
(Omerta walks the street)
Well, it's time to go home, but there is one more thing I have to do before I go.
(Omerta finds a wooden crate, climbs atop that, and screams at the Top of his lungs)
JACKSONVILLE, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!
STRENGTH, HONOR, RESPECT, OMERTA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(His positive outburst draws a crowd from the street, as he steps down, and hugs a few of his old friends, some family, and just random people from Jacksonville. Omerta gets into his Trans Am to the west, towards his home, and the scene fades too black)
