*Jay approaches Katsutoshi and Leiko backstage*
Jay: Excuse me, Katsutoshi! Uh…..Konnichiwa? Um…… *to Leiko* Are you his translator?
Katsutoshi: I can
speak English, Jay! Geeze!
Jay: Oh,
sorry! I didn’t—
Katsutoshi: Just
because I’m from Japan doesn’t mean I can’t speak a different language. In fact, unlike the United States, we
actually teach our children foreign languages!
Jay: I’m sorry,
Katsutoshi. I just wanted to know your
thoughts on your match with Balance tonight?
Katsutoshi: My
thoughts? Your job is really useless,
you know that Jay? Here’s my
thoughts. Everybody is underestimating
me. That’s fine. They’re the ones who are going to have to eat
their words when I rise to the top. I
get that this is a business and corporate already has their prima-donna
favorites picked out and ready to be marketed and sold – some before they have
even stepped a foot on the canvas. But
that’s OK. I don’t mind starting at the
bottom and working my way up. I’m in
this garbage match with a garbage wrestler, Balance. I’ll make short work of him and kick his head
off Mortal Kombat style. Within a few
months, you’ll see the kids in the seats wearing shirts with my face on them,
and waving rising-sun flags and chanting “JA-PAN! JA-PAN!
JA-PAN!” And then you can feel
special and go around saying that you “knew” me back before I was the man on
top. But for now, you can sit back and
watch it all unfold right before your eyes.
*Katsutoshi walks away.
Leiko walks up to Jay and gets really close to him. Jay is visibly uncomfortable and Leiko leans
in really close to his face. She then
snaps her gum incredibly louds, startling Jay, before she abruptly turns and
walks away. Scene ends with Jay looking
confused.*
