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Monday 18th August 2003 2:37PM
Somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean

The screen shows a plane flying high above the clouds. It fades into black before we then move into what we must presume is the plane. We start at the back of a plane before the camera moves through the business class seats, walking past men, women and children, all the way into the first class seats. As soon as the camera enters the first class lounge, it spans the room in search of something before stopping, apparently finding it’s target … Khaled.

He’s smiling widely as someone comes down and sits next to him. The person has a depressed and downtrodden look on his face as the camera moves in and Khaled begins to talk to him.

KHALED: Glad you’re back Steve, I don’t think I mentioned to you that when I get on flights, I talk a lot to help ease the pressure. God can only make a man so perfect, and I guess he didn’t make flying one of my many strengths.

Steve looks disinterested.

KHALED: Anyway Steve, I believe I’d just started to explain myself to you. I couldn’t believe that you’d been in Europe for two weeks and hadn’t heard of me. I’m practically a God over there, an inspiration to all Europeans.

STEVE: What did you say your name was again?

KHALED: Its Khaled, come on Steve, get with the programme.

STEVE: I do remember hearing some guy say something about some guy named Khaled … something about him being an interfering hypocritical busy body or something.

Khaled looks slightly confused before smiling.

KHALED: Must be some other Khaled.

While Khaled says this like he believes it, Steve doesn’t seem to believe that its another Khaled.

KHALED: Anyway let me get back to what I was saying, about me being a wrestler and coming to America and all.

STEVE: You don’t have to.

KHALED: No I insist, think of it as a preview of sorts of what you can expect to see when you go home and switch on your television every other Monday Night.

STEVE: You’re a football star?

KHALED: A star, yes … football, no. You see Steve I’m a wrestler, and I’m going to America to wrestle for the World Wrestling Alliance.

STEVE: A wrestler … that’s kind of cool. Until wrestling got so risqué I used to watch it. Hell you could say I used to love it.

Steve is smiling a bit after saying this, almost warming to Khaled a little.

KHALED: You know what Steve, if I was you I would start watching wrestling again, because like you I think that wrestling can go a bit extreme. I mean have you seen that guy, Shaman?

STEVE: That’s one seriously mad dude.

KHALED: I know … well people like him, they push things to far, but when I arrive in America and the WWA, working alongside them, I can convince them to wrestle and act the way wrestling should be done. None of this extreme and hardcore nonsense, good old fashioned wrestling.

STEVE: Some of that hardcore stuff is pretty entertaining …

KHALED: [interrupting] Excuse me Steve, but what’s entertaining in mindless violence? I just left Europe because I was sick of that kind of ‘entertainment’ as you call it. If you’re the kind of guy that prefers a chair shot over a waist lock, then Steve … you disappoint me.

STEVE: Hey dude, you’re the one that started talking to me.

KHALED: Only because I was being polite … and what’s with that dude thing.

STEVE: Its an American thing, we all say it.

KHALED: Well maybe you shouldn’t … its very uncouth.

STEVE: You sure to talk funny.

KHALED: Its an English thing, you know where the language you speak originated from.

Khaled seems to be getting quite agitated by Steve, lashing out at him in such a manner.

STEVE: If you want, I can move.

Khaled stops to think about it.

KHALED: No, no Steve. Stay where you are, in the heat of the moment we may have both said things we didn’t mean.

Steve looks at Khaled like he’s misunderstanding his meaning.

KHALED: The bottom line is Steve, that I’m going to America and when I do wrestling is going to be in for a big change. Extreme is over, and a New Era of Wrestling is coming. Steve, in Europe they called me the Man, Myth and Legend … and I aim on showing every American that this is the case, and by doing in the right way.

STEVE: The right way?

KHALED: Yeah, being a good honest person … in Europe I had these things called Khaled Commandments, I basically told people how they should live there life modelled on how I lived mine. If everyone followed it then the whole world would be a much better place.

STEVE: That sounds real pretentious.

KHALED: I beg your pardon. You know what Steve, I’ve tried being nice to you … but you’ve spent too much time in Europe because to be quite frank you’re a cretin. Now if you don’t mind, I now want you to move!

Steve looks as Khaled before looking straight ahead of himself. He’s not moving.

KHALED: If you don’t move, then I’ll make you.

Steve doesn’t look too worried.

KHALED: You asked for it … air hostess … oh air hostess.

The young air hostess comes over.

AIR HOSTESS: What can I do for you sir.

KHALED: I was wondering if you could make this man sit somewhere else, he keeps making rude remarks about what’s underneath your blouse, and as a good and honest man, I feel insulted on your behalf.

Steve looks shocked as he speaks.

STEVE: I said nothing of the sort, this man is a liar!

The air hostess looks just as shocked as Steve.

AIR HOSTESS: Excuse me sir this man is Khaled, in Europe we know him as a good honest man like he said. I’ll ask for you to move, in addition to asking for you to keep your comments to yourself.

Steve just gets up and walks away.

KHALED: Thank you for your help, its much appreciated.

As the Air Hostess walks away, Khaled smiles to himself as the screen fades to black.

A man that knows what is right and wrong
A man that will make a difference
A man not afraid to stand up for good
A man that will usher in the New Era of Wrestling … Khaled!