Post by caseyholliday on Jul 22, 2021 1:51:44 GMT
Some backstage footage shows Casey Holliday in a locker room with the door of the room wide open. She is far from thrilled at the encounter that she just had with Jake Mason and his “Master”. She’s partially angry, partially confused and partially in denial.
Casey Holliday: They’re not prophets. They can’t tell the future. They wouldn’t know the future. This hocus pocus crap needs to STOP ALREADY! I don’t know what’s worse: that it won’t end or that this fucking year can’t get any better. I’m not going to get a phone call from someone. That’s just stupid. There’s no way they can tell the future…
Right on cue, Casey’s phone begins to ring. Her eyes narrow with skepticism and she’s completely unamused.
Casey Holliday: That HAS to be a coincidence…
Casey walks over to her phone while it still tings and she sees that it’s Sydney, her older sister, calling her. She doesn’t hesitate a bit when she answers the phone on speaker.
Casey Holliday: Can you believe the nonsense that I dealt with tonight?
Sydney Holliday: Um… Casey… there’s something that I have to tell you…
Casey Holliday: ...what?
Sydney Holliday: Dad’s in the hospital…
Casey’s eyes widened with worry.
Casey Holliday: WHAT?
Sydney Holliday: Low red blood cell count… low blood pressure… I don’t know the extent of what happened but apparently, he went into some sort of… shock?
Sydney pauses to collect herself but Casey’s just frozen with fear.
Sydney Holliday: ...I was told that… he was missing his blood pressure medication or something…
Casey just looks like she’s seen a ghost as the phone slips out of her hand and hits the floor. She’s too frozen to even move at the moment as she hears Sydney continue to talk.
Sydney Holliday: They don’t know if… wait hold on… anemic shock? They got to him in time? OH THANK GOD!!!!! Thank you so much, doctor! UGH! I’m sorry it’s just… he’s going to be okay right? THANK GOD! Casey, did you hear that?
Casey says nothing.
Sydney Holliday: Casey?
Casey drops to her knees to pick up her phone.
Casey Holliday: ...I need to go…
Casey hangs up without saying another word. The worry within her has faded as she slowly stands up. Her face still looks as if it has the “just seen a ghost” feeling. She says nothing as she puts her phone away, leaves the locker room and goes straight down the hall. It’s almost as if she’s a walking zombie when she gets to the catering area where fortunately, nobody else is around. Seeing all the remaining food and drink on the table, she’s starting to get a crazed look on her face.
Casey Holliday: ...this is never going to end…
Once the realization sets in, that turns out to be the last straw!
Casey Holliday: FUCK THIS SHIT!!!!!!!!!!
Casey completely snaps as she flips over an entire table full of food, sending all of it to the floor and rendering it all inedible
Casey Holliday: FUCK THIS YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Casey goes over to another table that has mainly drinks on it and flips that over as well, breaking all the dishes and glasses that were on it. She comes back to the dining area of catering and flips and kicks away everything in her path, a full seven months of frustration just pouring right out of her at this point. Along the way, she picks up a lead pipe and uses it to break a few chairs in her way before completely chucking the pipe across the room.
Interviewer Suzy Donnelly walks in at this point, sees the damage and she is shocked at what she has seen.
Suzy Donnelly: Casey, what in the world happened?
Casey Holliday: Don’t you DARE talk to me right now! I’ve HAD IT! I’ve had it with this crap! I’ve HAD IT with Jake Mason! I’ve had it with his FUCKING MASTER! I swear to god, if one more thing goes wrong, I don’t know if my sanity can handle it.
Casey bolts down the hallway abruptly cutting off any further opportunity for Suzy to talk to her. Suzy looks around the room and the damage Casey has caused looking both bewildered and concerned as the scene fades.
Casey Holliday: They’re not prophets. They can’t tell the future. They wouldn’t know the future. This hocus pocus crap needs to STOP ALREADY! I don’t know what’s worse: that it won’t end or that this fucking year can’t get any better. I’m not going to get a phone call from someone. That’s just stupid. There’s no way they can tell the future…
Right on cue, Casey’s phone begins to ring. Her eyes narrow with skepticism and she’s completely unamused.
Casey Holliday: That HAS to be a coincidence…
Casey walks over to her phone while it still tings and she sees that it’s Sydney, her older sister, calling her. She doesn’t hesitate a bit when she answers the phone on speaker.
Casey Holliday: Can you believe the nonsense that I dealt with tonight?
Sydney Holliday: Um… Casey… there’s something that I have to tell you…
Casey Holliday: ...what?
Sydney Holliday: Dad’s in the hospital…
Casey’s eyes widened with worry.
Casey Holliday: WHAT?
Sydney Holliday: Low red blood cell count… low blood pressure… I don’t know the extent of what happened but apparently, he went into some sort of… shock?
Sydney pauses to collect herself but Casey’s just frozen with fear.
Sydney Holliday: ...I was told that… he was missing his blood pressure medication or something…
Casey just looks like she’s seen a ghost as the phone slips out of her hand and hits the floor. She’s too frozen to even move at the moment as she hears Sydney continue to talk.
Sydney Holliday: They don’t know if… wait hold on… anemic shock? They got to him in time? OH THANK GOD!!!!! Thank you so much, doctor! UGH! I’m sorry it’s just… he’s going to be okay right? THANK GOD! Casey, did you hear that?
Casey says nothing.
Sydney Holliday: Casey?
Casey drops to her knees to pick up her phone.
Casey Holliday: ...I need to go…
Casey hangs up without saying another word. The worry within her has faded as she slowly stands up. Her face still looks as if it has the “just seen a ghost” feeling. She says nothing as she puts her phone away, leaves the locker room and goes straight down the hall. It’s almost as if she’s a walking zombie when she gets to the catering area where fortunately, nobody else is around. Seeing all the remaining food and drink on the table, she’s starting to get a crazed look on her face.
Casey Holliday: ...this is never going to end…
Once the realization sets in, that turns out to be the last straw!
Casey Holliday: FUCK THIS SHIT!!!!!!!!!!
Casey completely snaps as she flips over an entire table full of food, sending all of it to the floor and rendering it all inedible
Casey Holliday: FUCK THIS YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Casey goes over to another table that has mainly drinks on it and flips that over as well, breaking all the dishes and glasses that were on it. She comes back to the dining area of catering and flips and kicks away everything in her path, a full seven months of frustration just pouring right out of her at this point. Along the way, she picks up a lead pipe and uses it to break a few chairs in her way before completely chucking the pipe across the room.
Interviewer Suzy Donnelly walks in at this point, sees the damage and she is shocked at what she has seen.
Suzy Donnelly: Casey, what in the world happened?
Casey Holliday: Don’t you DARE talk to me right now! I’ve HAD IT! I’ve had it with this crap! I’ve HAD IT with Jake Mason! I’ve had it with his FUCKING MASTER! I swear to god, if one more thing goes wrong, I don’t know if my sanity can handle it.
Casey bolts down the hallway abruptly cutting off any further opportunity for Suzy to talk to her. Suzy looks around the room and the damage Casey has caused looking both bewildered and concerned as the scene fades.