Somewhere in a crowded city, through the bustle of the many people, a black car pulls next to a curb, and a man steps out from the drivers seat, wearing a black mask. The man strolls around behind the car, pops the trunk, reaches in and pulls out an object. The man closes the trunk, and steps away, and holds up a rusty, bent, lead pipe. The man begins walking towards a house, and two women are standing nearby, chatting. The man continues to the house, and the two women begin to stare at him. One of the women looks to the other, and begins whispering.
Woman - What a freak! Who wears clothes like that in the middle of summer?
The man stops dead in his tracks, and looks over at the two women, laughing quietly, looks back at the house, and diverts from his path, making his way towards the two women. The two women pay no attention to the apporaching man, and keep making snide jokes about his apperal. The man slips his pipe through one of his belt loops, and stops right in front of the women, who suddenly find a reason to stop laughing.
Masked Man - Que juste avez-vous dit?
The women again, start to chuckle at the mans' accent.
Woman - *chuckle* What did he just say?
Masked Man - Que juste avez-vous dit?
The two women burst into laughing, and the man starts breathing harder, getting more annoyed with the two women. As the women laugh, one of them manages to get a sentence out.
Woman - Excuse me...this is A-M-E-R-I-C-A! Speak english, por favor!
Masked Man - Vous femme ignorante, vous pensez que je parle espagnol? Vous avez- aucun respect pour d'autres? Peut-être je devrais vous enseigner...
The two women continue to laugh uncontrolably, and the man gets ever more angry at the womens' ignorance. He steps closer to the woman that has been doing all the talking.
Woman - What is wrong with you? You come to America, and don't even speak our language?
The womans' friend looks over at her.
Woman 2 - Umm...you might want to stop...He looks pretty peeved...
Woman - Ha! I'll stop when he learns to speak our language!
The man takes another step towards the woman, as her friend begins to back away, continuing to warn her.
Masked Man - J'accepte heureusement ce devoir
The masked man lunges toward the woman, grabbing her by the collar of her shirt, lifting her into the air, screaming at her.
Masked Man - Vous apprendrez à ne pas me traiter sans respect, vous mortel inculte!
The man keeps his hold on the woman, and from down the street, a voice is heard screaming.
??? - What the hell are you doing?
This catches the masked mans' attention, and he keeps his grip on the woman, only now looking over her shoulder, seeing the man down the street running towards him.
Masked Man - Merde d'Oh!
The masked man releases the woman, throwing her off the the side, and she bounces off the wall, and the man running down the street stops, and kicks the masked man in the gut, then jumps into the air, doing a 540 turn, and kicking the masked man in the head, knocking him down to the ground, and his head bounces off a light pole, knocking him out.
The man wipes the sweat beads off his forehead, looking down at the masked mans' body on the ground, and then looks over at the woman on the ground, staring up at him, still amazed at what just happened. He walks over and helps her up. As she brushes off her shirt, she begins to speak to him.
Woman - Thanks...you really saved me there...
Man - No problem. I couldn't let anyone hurt such a pretty woman, like yourself.
The woman blushes, and starts brushing off the front of her pants.
Woman - Thanks again...my name is Emily...
The man smiles, and looks back down at the masked mans' body.
Man - Emily? It's nice to meet you...I'm Chris...May I offer to walk you home?
Emily - That would be nice.
Emily blushes, and Chris motions down the road, followed by a nod from Emily, and the two begin to walk down the street.