It's a chilly day on the North East. The expected high in Manhattan is 47 degrees but right now it's a bit cooler than that. The hustle and bustle of city life is on full display as thousands of people all jammed in like sardines try and push their way through the traffic and into their place of business. The scene then transition to the interior of one of the many skyscrapers that make up the New York City skyline. A nameplate on the far wall is the only thing to lend any clue as to where we are.





Pearson - Specter one of the most well known and well respected law firms not just in New York city but in the entire country. The firm which at the time was lead by named partners Gordon, Schmidt and Van Dyke represented many big businesses in America. However it was Thomas Pryce's relationship Van Dyke and then later Jessica Pearson after the three named partners were voted out that has lead us to today. While Theo is no longer a client of Pearson-Specter by virtue of no longer running Pryce Industries that has not stopped him fro searching for some representation for himself, and he knows that there is only one person for the job and it's not Jessica Pearson or Harvey Specter the two current named partners but someone else entirely A true shark in every sense of the word. The man, the myth, the legend...


"I'm here to see Louis Litt."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No I don't but I assure you that Louis will want to see me." Theo says to the totally cliche hot secretary at the front desk. A young buxom blonde with legs for days.

"I'm sorry sir but without an appointment I'm afraid I can't let you back into the office. If you would like to have a seat I will give Mr. Litt a call and see if he is available."

"Tell you what doll, I've been a client here since back when you were doing blowbangs to earn some extra scratch to put you through law school. I don't need you to call Louis I'll find himself."


Not even waiting for a response Theo walks past the secretary's desk despite her verbal objections and starts making his way through a vast open office space looking for Louis Litt. Theo passes Jessica Pearson's office. He thought about stopping in to say hello but the truth is, she's kind of a bitch and a terrible lay so there really was nothing to be gained from shooting the shit with her for a few minutes. He could take a walk through the Intern Pool to see if any new attractive Harvard grads had been hired but Theo decided against it. Unlike his opponent Peter Gilmour this was no time to get laid. Universal Title matches are serious business. That's probably why Peter has never won one.

Theo continues down the hall, on the left are all the offices of the Senior and Junior Partners and on the right their secretary's desks. Finally Theo gets to the end of the hallway and sitting at his desk with his stress ball in one hand and his dictaphone in the other is the man himself.





"Louis Litt."


Louis swings around in his chair, stops squeezing his stress ball and hits the pause button on his dictaphone.


"Do I know you?"

"Name's Theo Pryce."

"Pryce Industries Theo Pryce?"

"Well I no longer run that company but yes I am that Theo Pryce."

"Aren't you Jessica's client? What are you doing here?"

"My former company is a client of Jessica's, I however am in need of my own legal representation and who better to come to then the best and brightest in Pearson Specter?"

"Me?"

"Yes Louis you."

"Damn right."


Theo walks into Louis' office and has a seat across from Louis. The first thing Theo notices is that behind Louis is a bank of pictures almost all of which are of Louis. Not any family or friends, just Louis. A bit off but from what Theo had heard it actually fits.


"So what can I do for you? Who are we going after? You looking to sue Pryce Industries? I will take those fuckers down faster than Jenna Jameson drops her panties."

"Good to know but no. I am looking to sue Peter Gilmour."

"I'm not familiar with him is he rich or famous?"

"In his own mind yes."

"Ok I can work with that. What did he do?"

"Well Louis he has tried to soil my good name for the last time."

"So slander?"

"That's correct.. And you also sue someone for being an idiot and employing idiots?"

"That might be a bit more difficult. How about you give me a little background on this Peter Gilmour."

"Alright. But first you are going to need to down a five hour energy drink, this could be awhile."

"My body is my temple. I'll go make myself a smoothie and grab a raspberry bran bar. I'll be back in a minute."

"That's weird."


A few minutes pass which gives Theo ample enough time to survey the rest of Louis' office. One thing is clear, Louis is possibly the most narcissistic person alive. Even more so than Peter Gilmour.

Upon Louis returning Theo stands up and starts to pace around the room.


"Ok the first thing you need to understand is that Peter GIlmour and I are both part of a wrestling federation called the XWF. Which stands for Xtreme Wrestling Federation. Peter and I have a bit of a history. One that has to date involved him losing to me in matches. Twice to be exact. He and I have a match coming up this week and part of the required pre match ritual in the XWF is doing something called promos. You following me so far?"

"Yes."

"Good. So Peter did a promo the other night and in it he basically lied through his teeth. I mean, just non stop lies. Not to mention he broke the law when he filmed his wife sucking his dick off."

"Wait, she sucked his dick off? Like off off?"

"Yes off. As in Peter got his dick cut off by a guy named Morbid Angel and then Peter went and got surgery done to get it reattached. Several days later mind you. But the little baby penis was too mangled to be reattached so they gave him a super mega big dick, which, based on Peter's previous dick this new one was probably topping at about 6 inches. Anyway his wife decided that she was going to get all kinky and dress up like a nurse I guess because Peter likes that sort of thing. So she dressed up like a Naughty Nurse from Jersey and she then proceeded to give Peter felatio until his penis came off."

"You saw the Penis come off?"

"No but the guy who narrates his promos said and I quote:

Quote:The nurse sees this and begins to lick her lips as she unbuttons her outfit and then begins to suck Peter's SUPER DICK right off.

"See right from the narrator's lips and I have no reason not to trust the narrator. So clearly Peter is walking around dickless, again and he filmed a porn and uploaded it to the internet. Which means XWF fans all over saw it. Including little kids. That has to be illegal."

"Oh it most definitely is. This mother fucker is going down. By the time I get done with him he's going to be eating cocks for breakfast, lunch and dinner."

"I like your spirit Louis but that's not it. So after Peter lost his dick again and filmed it for everyone to see he then went and verbally attacked me. Thus the slander suit."

"What did he say?"

"Well first he said that he fucked his wife right after his surgery which is obviously not possible since his wife sucked his dick off. But even if we just pretend like that didn't happen and he still has a dick then how did he have sex only a few hours after surgery? Anyone with even a single brain cell knows that after a surgery like that you can't have sex for weeks. Of course Peter claims to be immortal so I wouldn't put it past him to claim that he can further defy all laws of medical knowledge."

"I see, but what does that have to do with you?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to point that out. Just so you can get some understand of the kind of special person we are dealing with here. Trust me when I tell you, you've never met a quite like Peter Gilmour. He makes Corky Thatcher look like Stephen Hawking. So anyway every so often Peter likes to as he puts it "drop a pipebomb, or shoot the shit. Now mind you Peter doesn't actually understand that him dropping a pipe bomb is what gets him into trouble each and every match but that's another story for another day. But anyway Peter started dropping in his mind, actual pipe bombs but in reality were more like the little turds he leaves in his tighty whiteys after he cleans up at Sbarro's buffet."

"First Peter claimed that I was stupid because I wanted to make this an X-treme rules match because Peter is the self proclaimed King of X-treme. Not sure about you Louis but one would have to actually be good at something, anything to be considered a King wouldn't they? Don't even bother answering that we both know its true. Peter thinks that I want and need help to retain my title but that's just not true. Poor John Madison helped Peter win the tag team titles and now Peter is calling him all kinds of mean names like a shit fetish loser. I am actually waiting to hear back from John to see if he wants to get in on this lawsuit. That's the thing with Peter if you are helping him win he is your best friend, volunteering you for matches without even asking for your ok but the second you decide to go in a different direction you are considered the biggest piece of shit on the planet."

"But here is where it gets interesting Louis. Peter said that I tried to get him fired for speaking his mind but ultimately failed."

"You did? You have that kind of authority?"

"No of course I didn't and no I don't. I'm just a regular wrestler on the roster like Grayson Stinger or Mastermind. The only people that can fire Peter is the owner of the XWF and the General Managers of which I am not one."

"So then what is he talking about?"

"Your guess is as good as mine Louis. He seems to think that I am someone that I am not, that I wield some special powers that I don't. Of course that wouldn't be the first time Peter confused someone on the roster with a member of management. I guess that's what he means when he says "shooting the shit" because boy the stuff that comes out of his mouth sometimes is utter shit. Then he talked about how I had to dress up as Enigma to win the Universal Title. That I couldn't just do it on my own. Not sure what he is talking about there since the replay clearly shows that it was Theo Pryce vs Eli James for the Universal Title. See, right here..."


Theo reaches into his messenger bag, pulls out a tablet and fires up a replay of XWF Presents War Games...

Theo Pryce 100% - vs - Eli James 25% Universal Title Match

"See I'm not a liar like Peter Gilmour. It wasn't bad enough that Peter had to be a dirty, rotten liar but then he had to start being all contradictory as per usual. First he said that he earned his title shot even though John Madison gave him the shot, but that it doesn't matter because he would have earned it anyway. So either he earned it or he didn't? Which one is it? See Peter is too stupid to even think before he speaks because if he did, blunders like that wouldn't happen. But they do. Non stop because that's who Peter is. Did you know that Peter lost a match to a 7 year old?"

"He did?"

"He did. An actual 7 year old kid. A kid who probably gets bullied for his lunch money actually beat Peter Gilmour the supposed King of X-treme in a wrestling match. Some King he is. Then he talked about how he is immortal but that he will keep fighting until he can't walk or can't breathe anymore. The guy literally said that he was immortal. Never mind the fact that he died once. On National Television for the whole world to see. An actual licensed doctor pronounced him dead at the scene. Fortunately they were able to revive him but for a few seconds he was dead. So much for being immortal. Then he went and got himself all mixed up saying I should bring out whoever I want to help me win the title that I already have. Idiot say what?"

"So like I said Louis, this guy is not just stupid but he's a liar. He's such a bad liar that I am fairly certain he made Santa's Naughty List. Peter won't be getting any presents from Jolly Ole Saint Nick this year. So what do you think, do we have a case?"

"Are you kidding me. This Gilmour guy sounds like an idiot savant, minus the savant. Now you mentioned something about him employing an idiot? Tell me about that person."

"Oh his narrator. Yeah that guy. So Peter hired someone to narrate his promos and in the first promo he did earlier in the week his narrator tried to put on his meteorologist hat and described to give us all a weather report for Los Angeles in which he said it was both cold and balmy."

"Cold and balmy? I see what you mean, you know because balmy means surprisingly warm which would be the exact opposite of cold. It can't be cold and balmy it's either one or the other."

"I know that Louis. I'm sure the 7 year old that beat Gilmour knows that but Peter doesn't. And not only that. I checked the weather yesterday in L.A. It wasn't 72 degrees. In fact the high was 66. It hasn't been 72 or higher since last Wednesday and it won't be again until Christmas day. So either the narrator is as stupid as the person he is narrating or he is a time traveler. You tell me Louis, which of those two scenarios sounds more plausible to you?"

"He's an idiot, obviously but I doubt we can sue him for that. But his employer this Peter Gilmour, yeah, he's going to get Litt Up."

"Excellent. I'll leave my number with your secretary."

"I'll have a brief put together by the end of the day."

"Perfect. You mind if I take one of these muggs here?"

"No by all means."





Theo walks over to Louis, shakes his new attorney's hand, picks up one of the muggs and exits the office stopping at Louis' secretary's desk. Louis then picks up his dictaphone and says three words.


"Crush Peter Gilmour."


Fade to black.