The Masked Saint Page #4

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- That's it, pal, you're...

- Hey!

Judd, settle!

Judd, the more you struggle,

the more it's gonna hurt!

Quit struggling, Judd.

- Sleeper hold!

- Quit struggling or the worse

it's gonna be, you hear me?

Do you understand?

The more you struggle,

the more it's gonna hurt!

- That is enough!

Christopher.

- Judd, I'm... I'm sorry.

- You just gonna stand there?

This... this pastor

attacked me!

- Yeah, and he kicked your butt.

You stink, Judd!

- You're done.

It's over, Pastor.

- Let's go.

- You call yourselves

a church group?!

- Heck of a way to end the game!

- Where was a cop

when you needed one?

- Detective, actually.

I'm Ross Harper.

- Nice to meet you,

Detective. Chris Samuels.

- What was that, like,

a choke hold you had on Judd?

- Uh, it was a sleeper hold.

- Oh, it was a sleeper?

Impressive skills.

- Yeah.

- Don't worry 'bout ol' Judd,

he had it comin' to him,

I'll vouch for ya.

Plus, I think a judge

was in the stands

and saw the whole thing, so...

- Small towns!

- Welcome to our

"small town," Pastor.

Good luck with your church.

- I don't need luck, Detective.

I'll take a prayer.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Ah.

Where, where, where..?

There.

Wonderful! Wonderful!

You can't believe it?

It's not like he was keeping it

a secret from us!

Judd was spittin' mad; He pulled

all his funding from us.

We have all these bills in

arrears and no way to pay them!

Judd, like him or not, was

the life blood of this church.

- This church existed

before there was a Judd

and will continue without him.

- Well, your house won't exist

without Judd; He just

withdrew it from church use!

We have the utility bills,

the... the roof, mission trips

that have been booked!

- And my organ's on payments;

I can't lose my organ!

- Look, we'll find

a more reasonable place to live

and we'll figure out the bills,

OK? And, Mrs. Beasley,

you'll get to keep your organ.

As my wife always reminds me:

"The Lord never gives us

more than we can handle."

Now, let's take

a moment and pray...

for Him.

- Make it a good one, Pastor.

- Hey! Sweetie,

you wanna take these?

- Hi!

- How you doin', Ray?

Good talkin' with you, Ray.

- What's goin' on?

- 'Course, we're movin'

right next to Ray and Mindy,

right? Just random.

- They are some of the people

that might need us the most.

- You OK?

- Um... yeah! Just...

adjusting to this

fine Michigan weather.

I'll be fine.

- OK.

- Why do we have to give

away so much of our stuff?

- Well, this house is way

smaller for what we have.

You know,

not everyone can afford

these things, Carrie.

Besides, it's always

better to give than receive.

- But my bears..?

- Sometimes, you have to sacrifice

certain things for the better good!

OK, Carrie,

pick out your favorite bear

and we will donate the rest.

- OK, Mom. I know

someone who would love

Mr. Pinkbelly.

- Got it!

Miss Edna!

How are you?

- I'm fantastic, and you?

- Doin' well! Doin' well!

- I just came over to offer some cookies

to you and your family, welcome

you to the neighborhood.

- Thank you.

- Mm... Miss Edna,

I could smell those

cookies from the back!

- My husband Dudley

always said:
"A welcoming

is not a welcoming

without cookies."

Well, Dudley was a smart man!

- I wanna know if you'll

let me borrow your husband

for a couple of hours, so that

an old lady could

go out for the evening?

- Of course, Chris

would be happy to help you.

- Are you sure? If you're not... - Yeah,

I'll feel better once I rest up.

You go with Miss Edna and

take this to the donation box.

Keep Chris out of trouble.

- I will,

but there's always

trouble lurking.

Bye-bye!

- Carrie, Miss Edna

made cookies!

- Awesome, cookies!

- Miss Edna, here we go!

- I really love this music.

- Oh, this song? Really?

- Yeah...

Pastor?

- Yes?

- You must never judge

a book by its cover.

- Yes, ma'am.

- 'Cause the price you pay

I stop and look

I felt a voice

I heard your cry

Through the noise

- Miss Edna, what

are we doing here?

- My husband and I used to love

to watch wrestling.

- OK, then, OK!

- OK?!

Welcome to the WFW

Wrestling All Star Road Show!

The crowd is crazy to see

the Reaper in the Main Event,

later this evening!

Here you go, Miss Edna.

- Oh, thank you, thank you!

- Ladies and gentlemen,

boys and girls!

Welcome to the home

of the world's

greatest athletes:

The WFW!

- Are you cold, Christopher?

- Uh, yeah, I just,

uh, felt... felt a chill.

- In the corner to my left,

the Brawler!

The Brawler!

- Aah!

- And in the corner to my right,

Titan!

Titan!

- Aah!!

Yaah!!

- Ring the bell!

- Ah!

Aah!!

Ah!

Aah!!

- Do you see

how the crowd reacts?

He commands this entire room!

- I thought it was just because he slammed

the other guy into the canvas. I mean,

the audience, they just... they

just want blood and violence.

- The audience wants someone

in whom they can have faith.

Where

did you get this?

- Aah!

Hmph!

- God gave you

a gift, young man.

- The Lord doesn't

love a brawler, Miss Edna.

- The Lord loves anyone

who fights for what

he knows is right.

- Yeah, excuse me, I need to...

I need to get some air.

- Suit yourself, Saint.

- One, two,

three! Ring the bell!

- Ladies and gentlemen... coming

to the ring...

in the cold steel blue...

the king of cool...

the Iceman

Cometh!

- Listen

to the crowd boo one of the

former heroes of the WFW,

the original baby-faced Iceman

Cometh! My, how

the world has changed!

- And now...

your worst fears

and deepest nightmares

have risen.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Rrrreaper!

- This is it, folks,

this is why we're here!

In less than a year, the Reaper

has become the number one name

in the sport and the WFW's

most feared opponent.

That's 7 feet

of deadly, right there.

Oh! Over the top rope

like it was a road bump!

Even if you don't like him,

you gotta respect him.

- You're on your own.

- Oh! The Reaper goes

into the turn buckle

and a faith breaker!

Iceman's little nod

to his old friend, the Saint!

And Reaper hits Iceman

with a sidewalk slam!

Oh, that's gotta hurt

the man in blue!

- Ease up!

- Not a chance!

- Ooh!

- How was that?

Ready for another?

- Ugh!

My back! Take it easy!

Ugh! What are you doing?!

- Pissin' you off!

- No, I tap, I'm out!

- Looks like Ice

is trying to tap off,

but the Reaper

will have none of it!

- Reaper! Reaper! Reaper!

- The crowd wants blood tonight!

- There's the Reaper's

patented choke slam!

It looks like Iceman

is done for the night!

That slam was brutal!

The Reaper's modus operandi

is never to let up!

Oh no, what's this?

The Reaper's going

into his leg breaker.

- I said no mercy!

- Wait! I can't believe this!

- Not this time!

- It's the Saint!

- Who's this?

- Good Lord

Almighty! Ha!

- Hey, hey, hey!

Wake up! Wake up!

- What is this? Two against one?

Bring it on!

- Let's do it to him!

- This is incredible, everybody!

The Saint, back from

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