Show #1 - Segment - Frankie Cocheese

The scene opens up to a beautiful shot of a vast forest with a mountain in the background. The baby blue sky is clear with sunlight shining down onto a creek in the center of the forest, causing the clear water to glisten.

The camera fades into a shot of the creek, with water rushing down the rocks into a tiny little waterfall. The peaceful sound of the water plays for a few moments before it is interrupted by the cracking sounds of gunfire.

More shots ring out and soon the shot changes to the man that most would recognize as Frankie Cocheese standing in a forest, aiming a handgun off towards the right side of the camera. Frankie is wearing a white fitted with the bill turned backwards and slightly to his left, a white doo rag under it, a white bandana tied around his throat, a white t-shirt of Floyd Mayweather Jr's face turning into a lion with a crown slightly tilted on top, denim jeans, and white socks tucked into white Vans shoes. He fires more shots into a target that cannot be seen. Blam blam blam!

"Woo! That's what's up!"

He turns to face the camera, lowering his hands to his sides. "So MSW is dead, huh? That's a shame..." He brings his hands up again, firing off two more rounds. Blam blam! "You know, they've been wanting me there for a while. They wanted the cheese. But when I get there they tell me these bullshit rules about weed, things I can't say and do on camera. Normally, I'm not one for following rules, but the money was good." Three more shots. Blam blam blam! "Just like it was out in Cali and in the South. Heh, y'all know those bullshit spots I'm talking about..." Blam blam blam!... Click. Frankie looks down at the gun, and turns around to walk towards what we now see is a white table folded out with various guns resting on it. He sets down the handgun and looks over a double barrel shotgun. "But how can you say you want the cheese, then try to give me all these rules?" He brings the shotgun up at waist level and fires. It has a bit of kick! "Woo! Motherfucker's got some kick! See? That handgun was small, fires off some quick shots. But this bad boy here? Mmm!"

He moves the shotgun so that he's holding it against his right shoulder with the barrel pointed upwards. "That handgun was more like MSW. It lasted for a while, and I was able to fire some quick shots in there, but now I'm with the RWD and you know what they told me?" He smiles, and after a brief pause, he responds. "Be you. We don't care." He laughs a little. "That means I've been set free! I've been set free, boys! I've been set free!" He holds the shotgun in the air triumphantly. He then brings it down and fires off another shot. "Y'know something? People are vile." Another booming shot. "They're dishonest. Disloyal." One more shot. "And they're hypocrites but you know what? I'm none of those things. I expose those things in others. And now that I'm set free? Motherfuckers are gonna get it. Trust me. You want Cocheese? You're going to get it!" Frankie fires off one more shot at the targets that we cannot see, before moving over to the table to set the shotgun down, picking up an AK-47. The shot shows now the targets that were being aimed at. They are barrels of hay with pieces of paper that have pictures of the MSW logos on them. The shot changes back to Frankie as he pulls the bandana up over his face now. "I'm out here with motherfucking NATURE! Being free. Haha! Oh I can't wait to handle these fools in the RWD. Can finally get back to claiming what's rightfully MINE!" He starts to pull back on the release of the AK-47, loading a bullet into the chamber. The camera zooms in as he does this and he exclaims. "Oh yeah!" He takes aim now, and we see the targets have changed to RWD logos. "See you when I see you, RWD!"

The camera fades to black, and we then hear the gunfire. Two shots ring out, bringing the words "Cocheese Debuts" and then "Sunday Night Combat #2"