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Familia Tape: No Ingles De Subtitle - Reggie Estrada - 12-12-2024 [It's been a while, but now, Reggie resides in Florida, along with his finances Lina, and his now 15-year-old Miranda in the apartment of Dade County. We saw Reggie and his family at a beach in the middle of December, as Miranda and Lina were playing on the ocean. Reggie simply sat alongside the ocean with his chair, just looking at them and feeling the sun on his body. After some time, Lina and Miranda come up to him.] Miranda: Daddy, why aren't you hanging out with us on the ocean? Lina: Yeah, not us Ocean Reggie. Reg: Oh wow, my don't like to be in the ocean. Lina: Oh come on, you know how to swim. How else did you do the backstroke in that pool back in Punta Cana? Reg: Hey hey, we anit gotta talk bout that. Miranda: Hey dad, do you think we can go to the mall later this week? I need some new outfits for this Winter Party im invited to from my friends. Reg: What? I thought we already bought your clothes two weeks ago? Lina: Well… you see… Miranda wants to impress a boy in her class. [Reg looked on with concern, well mostly just shock as Miranda investigated the sand. Lina then grabs onto his arm to pull him towards the water, but he simply held back.] Reg: Okay, we can go to the mall, but please… don’t spend no more than 50 dollars. [Miranda and Lina looked on in shock at what he said.] Miranda: ¡Oye papá, eso no es suficiente!, ¿por qué eres un hombre tan tacaño? Reg: Entonces podrás conseguir un trabajo en Kroger a solo cinco millas de nuestro apartamento. [Miranda got flustered and went back towards the water to clear her head. As Lina looked on with slight worry.] Lina: What’s going on between you both? Reg: Well, I told you back in Tijuana that her grandmother passed, and I had to take custody of her. So then, it moved on towards us just… I don’t know… life. Lina: Reggie, I think we all need to talk about… [Before she could finish her thought, some fans came up to Reggie and invaded him for an autograph and to sign stuff, he managed to play along with them. But after some time, one of them even put his hand on Miranda inappropriately, so Reggie decided to teach that creep a lesson by punching him in the jaw, but before anything could happen the beach patrol came in to stop the fight.] ???: Fuck you Reggie! You are the weakest link of THUGS! Reg: Yeah, so does your mother chulo copa de negressa! [Then Reggie and his family left the beach, and they drove back to the apartment. As they put their stuff away, Reggie was hitting his hand on a table out of frustration. Miranda slowly comes up to him, trying to talk to him.] Miranda: Are…you…okay? Reg: Im okay… im okay Miranda, just.. my anger got the best of me in public. Miranda: O…okay dad, I’ll be in my room if you need anything. Reg: Thank, my little princess! [Reggie then sits on the couch and pulls out his notepad to journal. As he was writing, he kept writing until the ink dried out, and he tore through different pages of his notepad. Then Lina comes towards him as she sees the crumbled-up paper around the floor. Lina sits beside him, and she touches his shoulder.] Lina: Seriously, are you okay… I know those fans are crazy, but… [Reggie stops midway through his journaling.] Reg: What? Lina: You need to control your outbursts. I felt embarrassed when those patrols had to break up the fight. Reg: I guess I am too… overprotective… towards my family. It’s in my blood, well from what was left in that fire when I was child. Lina: Oh not that fire story again, how many times you need to bring it up? Reg: Nevermind… [Reggie then went back to his aggressive journaling, each paper crumbed on that floor until it was close to dinner time. Due to his focus, he forgot about dinner till Lina called him to the table.] Lina: Ay Reggio, you better come to this table before it gets cold! Reg: Im comin! [Reggie puts the pad down on the table and get to the table to eat. They said their prayers, mostly Reggie, and they digged in on the food. Time flew past, and they were simply eating a meal that Lina made, then Reggie took the dishes and cleaned up the place, as Miranda and Lina were catching up on Ámame o déjame on Nueva Ciero network in the living room. Before Reggie can head to the bedroom, Lina catches him.] Lina: Oh no you don’t you betta sit your butt down and watch some telenovela with us! Miranda: You know how much my dad hates these shows. Reg: Hey! I don’t hate em its…well… not my thing. Lina: Oh, if so, then why did I catch you watching La prostituta en el dorado last night? [Before Reg can defend his case, he simply begrudgingly sits beside them on the couch to watch the show. At first, he didn’t like the plot, but by episode 5 he was hooked. To the point he even shouted at the screen at times with the girls, then by the last episode before it ended, Reggie stood up and clapped for no reason.] Reg: What a show… Miranda: Dad, Its not even finished yet? Reg: I gotta hit the sheets… you know me, the busy mano in la house. [Miranda rolled her eyes at his comment and hugged him as she went to her room. Once she was in her room, Lina decided to get on top of him on the couch, as she turned off the tv.] Lina: You know Reggie, I always wanted a child. Reg: Really? Lina: I do, I feel like… your daughter is cool, but I want you to put a seed in me! [/color] Reg: Whoaa… whoa… we anit in Tijuna no more, we can be movin like that! Lina: You’re no fun, I know you be jerkin off to pictures of me when im in the club. Don’t act like you aren’t into it. Reg: Bueno, ya me entendiste, pero espera un minuto, ¿cuál es ese plan que tienes en marcha? [Lina simply nuzzled his neck, and he tilted his head back, then Miranda came out of the room to get some milk. She sees what Lina is doing, and simply heads to her room with a smirk on her face. Then Lina starts to kiss his neck, but he stops her.] Reg: Damn, im not in that mood tonight. [Lina gets off his lap, and she curses him out in Spanish, she heads to their main bedroom to get her bag as she was working late at Rain On Em’ strip club. Before she left, she turned to look at him.] Lina: Since you want to decline my invitation…don’t wait up, papi. Reg: Yeah, yeah you go have your fun bussin that choca fo dem ballers. [Lina gives him a finger and slams the door shut, as he smiles on his face as he turned back on the tv to watch some more telenovelas through the night. Some few days later, Reggie was home alone as Miranda and Lina went out to the mall, so he decided to pull out his tripod and record himself in his couch.] Reg: Well, it’s been some time since I’ve done a solo thing in XWF. I guess, I wanted to be able to handle my own, with JB and T blessin of course, shit T even told me that one of these days we need to do some most inane shit, that would get Warfare cancelled on TV. But before that day would ever happen, I just want to work on seein myself havin a little solo dolo run. Its’ not like, im handicap by being a thug, it’s just been my callin card since I was out of San Diego’s prison all those years ago. I’ve seen things, and experienced things in the fed I never had thought would be a reality. Gawd damn it, if it wasn’t my Lucha Libre excursion all those months ago, I wouldn’t be in the position to be in Warfare this week at all. I don’t know, I guess its all a divine intervention for me to continue this thing called XWF, when I should or could be in the streets sling rocks and get popped by the cops; but deep down inside, that wasn’t my callin. Ever since I rolled up in the states through some agency, and livin with my adopted parents who at time weren’t all great towards me but tried to guide me in the right way of life. From those lessons, I’ve grew up to still be a screw up from the get-go, I anit no saint but I be prayin all day to keep my head on straight. Now, here I am, coach seats headin to Canada for a Monday Warfare. I don’t know why, but feels like if they are pullin some Nitro shit against Anarchy… A/B shows… who care doe, so longs they buy my plane tickets, I can figure the rest out on my own. I have to face off against two people whom I never even heard of, or had words with them. All for a shot at the #1 contendership for the TV title that Shark Dude 3,000 is currently holding. I know for a fact, that being in this position is an honor and what not, but just means im just a second in the lead for a title that hasn’t been on my waist since I’ve worked here. I got Adam Garcia and Tatiana Jolee, two most prolific wrestlers that XWF has signed onto the scene. I know those two are more maligned to each other. I know those two have a better chance of trying to out pin Cactus Sack in the hallway. Shit, they have better chances for themselves to tire out fast enough, thinkin that they can claim ownership towards the contendership for the TV belt. But…. What they don’t realize is this, there’s a snake in the grass waiting to strike at the moments notice. So while Adam or Tati are in there, focused and hungry, here I come to throw off that chi of a wrestling match. This is going to be all out brawl on my accord, and I know for a fact that even if they can wrestle like Bob Backlund, they still won't know what it means to taking things far. I will make an effort to bite em where it hurts, and make them feel it the next day after connecting flights they finally reach towards their destinations. What I mean, imma take em to the gutta on my own two fists, and make them understand that even if im not in favor to win, im still the best at what I do. So, imma just say this, I know I won't win this fight, I know I won't be able to earn a shot at the TV belt. But here's my warning: don't doubt me, because I will make sure you don't leave Canada on your own. I'll just say, let the best person come out of this, because there will be a war in Canada. [From there, he turns off the tripod and goes on in his mandane life, as the scene simply fades off from there.] |