The Hour before the self interview

-Sean O'Rourke and Malcolm are seen driving in O'Rourke's car driving to a local bar-

Sean O'Rourke: I don't know Mal. Are you sure about this? I mean i have a match tonight.

Malcolm: Yes Sean. I know you. You don't drink much so you should be fine for your little match.

Sean O'Rourke: Alrighty Malcolm. Lets hit it!

-O'Rourke and Malcolm walk into the bar and see a row of stools and some random people including one fat guy who has 4 glasses of beer around him-

Sean O'Rourke: Uh... Maybe i should wait in the car

-O'Rourke trys to make a break for it but Malcolm stops him before he can get away-

Malcolm: Come on you punk idiot! pushes Sean back Its just a little fun Sean. Life isn't always about wrestling. Come on dude.

Sean O'Rourke: Fine God damnit...

-O'Rourke and Malcolm sit next to each other on stools as a bartender comes by-

Bartender: What can i get ya?

Malcolm: Corona. On the rocks

Bartender: Corona. Okay and you?[b]

[b]Sean O'Rourke: Coke. With ice.

Malcolm: What? No fuck that man. Give him just a normal beer.

Bartender: Okay i'll listen to you cause i know you'll make my money.

-O'Rourke puts his head down after 3 minitues the bartender returns with a Corona and a Budwiser can Malcolm drinks his after several sips-

Malcolm: Come on drink.

Sean O'Rourke: I-I don't know man.

Malcolm: DRINK THE FUCKING BEER!!

-O'Rourke gasps and grabs the bud and drinks it fast-

Malcolm: There. Now was that so hard?

Sean O'Rourke: No. Hmm. Not bad. I'll have another. Hey Bartender guy. I'll have another.

-The bartender nods his head and goes and gets another beer as Tim Patrick comes in and sits next to Sean and Malcolm-

Tim Patrick: Hey Sean. Hey dude.

Sean O'Rourke: Hey Tim. Whats up?

Tim Patrick: Lots of shit. I've had a long and hard day.

Malcolm: Friend i think what you need is a beer.

Tim Patrick: No not a beer. Alot of beer. Barky. Give me five lagers.

-The bartender comes back with a corona a bud and five lagers-

Sean O'Rourke: Here let me help you with some of those.

-Tim grabs his glass and drinks it fast then puts the glass down as Sean grabs the furthest from Tim and drinks that while Malcolm just watches them drinking sips of his corona slowly over looking a sign that says 20 minitues later Malcolm is seen with only 3 glasses of corona and a budwiser where on Sean's and Tim's side there is 10 glasses on both Sean's and Tim's side-

Sean O'Rourke: Tim. Y-y-you know what would make a better member of IIA t-t-than Vince?

Tim Patrick: Hmm.......... Is it his mom?

Sean O'Rourke: Nope. His chainsaw!

-The two burst laughing as Malcolm takes another sip of his drink as the bartender comes over to him-

Bartender: Cash, check or tab?

Malcolm: Tab. I gotta take those two to their show tonight.

Bartender: Good luck not being pulled over or not getting them fired.

-The bartender walks away as Sean still talks to Tim-

Sean O'Rourke: Vince wines and bitches and complains that Jay Hawk is the FT champion and shits....

Tim Patrick: Yeah sips lager I'll talk to him about that after tonight there Seanny my boy-

Malcolm: Alright you two its time to go.

Sean O'Rourke: But the show doesn't start for another four hours Mal-

Malcolm: Thats why we have to go

Tim Patrick: Can't we take a case of beer?-

Bartender: Here you boys go.

Sean O'Rourke: You are a wonderful man.

Bartender: Yeah whatever. Just go.

-Malcolm grabs the case of beer and pushes Tim and Sean to Sean's car pushing Sean to the front seat and Tim in the back and Malcolm drives them both to the show after two hours of driving they arrive Sean and Tim are sleeping-

Malcolm: HEY! WAKE UP!!

Sean and Tim: AH!

Malcolm: Your here guys.

Sean O'Rourke: Oh. yawnThanks Malcolm. See yeah in a while.

-Sean exits his car and leaves with Tim who is carrying the case of beer and when they enter the arena Malcolm drives to the entrance to get a ticket to watch the show-

(end)