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Post by Dale on Feb 19, 2008 10:21:19 GMT -5
Crippled Heart: The Chris Benoit Story Director
Dark Chicago Films
Genre
Drama
Cast
Mark Whalberg as Chris Benoit
Courtney Cox as Nancy "Woman" Benoit
Edward Norton as Jack
Plot
In June 2007, Chris Benoit (Bruce Willis), his wife Nancy (Courtney Cox) and their son Daniel were found dead in their home. The police ruled it a double-murder suicide. Piece by Piece, Tim Peters tries to show the world the events unfolding on this tragic day.
Release Date
February 19th, 2008
MPAA Rating
Rated R for Strong, Brutal Violence, Language, Drug and Alcohol Use, Disturbing Images.
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Post by Dale on Feb 19, 2008 10:39:28 GMT -5
November 2005
Chris Benoit is standing at a graveyard with 20-30 others.
Narrator: In November of 2005, Chris Benoit watched as his best friend, Eddie Guererro was lowered into a ground. Not long after, he bought a diary. He wrote to Eddie in that diary. It was only a first step in part if his downward spiral.
June 22nd 2007
Chris (on the phone): “Yeah, I’ll be home soon babe. Just got to let management know I won’t be at the house show.”
Nancy: “Alright, well get here soon. Daniel isn’t feeling well and he would love to see you.”
Chris clicks end on the phone. He then clicks a speed dial.
Man: WWE travel
Chris: Yes, this is Chris Benoit--I’d like to report that my family is sick and that I will not be able to make it to the house show.
Man: Thank You
Narrator: Chris hangs up his phone.
Voice over PA: Now boarding Flight 28 heading to Atlanta Georgia.
Narrator: Chris Benoit was on his way home to see his family. Or that was the original plan at least. He drank some water, and in no time, he fell asleep on the plane.
****
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING HOLMES?”
In Chris’ dream, he is approached by a familiar voice. The voice is of his late friend, Eddie Guerrero.
Eddie: “Why are you following the lifestyle, I worked years to leave behind. Get away from the drugs Chris.”
Chris: “Eddie, I…..”
Before he can finish, Eddie fades away. Another familiar face appears; his own.
Chris’ alter: “Don’t listen to him. He wasn’t your best friend. He is a hypocrite. He still took the drugs. You need to take them. You will be the biggest star. You will have fame beyond everything else. Take the drugs Chris. Take them.”
Chris woke up with a fright.
Passenger next to him: “Hey, are you alright?”
Chris: “Yeah, just a nightmare.”
Passenger: “Hey, I know you, your Chris Benoit.”
Chris: “Yeah, thanks for the acknowledgement.”
Narrator: Chris took another drink of water, and headed home.
June 23rd, 2008
Narrator: He arrived home, entered the house. His wife embraced him. He went up to see Daniel. Daniel’s room, covered in his father’s face, action figures, DVD’s, and posters.
Chris: Hold on honey, I’ll be right back.
Narrator: Chris went into his gym. He searched through his bag. He pulled out at least a months worth of steroids and shot them up into his veins. He put the materials into a bag, in a cabinet.
Nancy: “CHRIS, ITS DINNER TIME”
Chris ran up the stairs. Daniel was still up in his room, sick. It was just Nancy and Chris. Nancy made soup, and spilt it on Chris’ lap. Chris stood up, and threw the dinner plate off the table, having it crash on the floor.
Chris: “You stupid bitch”
Nancy watched in fright. Yet, Chris just bent down, picked up everything.
Chris: “I’m sorry honey, it was really hot.”
Chris gave Nancy a kiss on the cheek and cleaned himself up. Nancy went upstairs.
Narrator: Nancy then proceeded to call her mother. They talked for a while about everything. Just as she hung up the phone, Chris walked in.
Chris: Who was that?
Nancy: No one, just my mother.
Chris: You sure? I walk in and you hung up the phone frantically.
Nancy: Well Chris, you have been scaring me a lot lately. I mean, you’ve been awfully violent.
Chris: No I haven’t, maybe you’re just over reacting?
Nancy: I don’t think calling me a ‘Stupid bitch’ is a reason not to overreact.
Chris: Oh please, it was a spur of the moment thing. Honestly, why did you hang up the phone so quick? Did you not want me to hear?
Nancy: Chris, I’m scared.
Chris: Answer me, Nancy.
He started to get anger in his voice. His muscles tensed up. Nancy got up and started to walk away.
Chris: Where are you going?
He grabbed Nancy and threw her on the bed. Nancy got back up and slapped Chris.
Nancy: Oh My God, I’m sorry.
Chris looked back and hit her in the mouth. She was knocked out…
She woke up two hours later with her hands and legs tied. She could not move.
Chris: Now, will you tell me why you are being so secretive?
Nancy: Chris, why am I bound up?
Chris: ANSWER ME GOD DAMN IT!
He started to hit Nancy. Nancy started to cry.
Chris: Last chance; tell me why you have been acting so secretive!
Nancy: Chris, honey, please, stop this!
Chris punched her. She continued to cry. He wrapped his hands around her neck and pushed and choked her. Her crying turned to gagging.
Nancy (Gagging): Chris, stop!
Narrator: Chris didn’t stop. He forcefully continued to gag her, until Nancy’s last breath left her body. Her blood stopped flowing. Her body got cold. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was dead.
Blood started to flow out of Nancy’s mouth. Chris stood back, and put his hands over his head.
Narrator: Chris had realized what he had done. Rage turned into murder. A simple fight went too far.
Chris walked downstairs with a pillow and blanket.
Narrator: Chris closed the door to his bedroom. He could not see Nancy dead any longer. His son was asleep. Chris slept on the couch that night.
Everything turns dark. Then a smoky white background appears. Chris is lying on the floor. Then, a clone of some sorts appears. It seems surreal, because it is a dream. The Chris standing opens his hand out to the Chris on the floor. He accepted his alter-body’s hand and stood up. The alter-body smiled and laughed, while the real Chris stood in disbelief.
Chris: What have I done?
Alter Body Chris: You did what was needed, and you killed that bitch. You actually think she would be helpful to you? It just would have happened some other time.
Chris: I loved her…..how could I do such a thing.
A-B Chris: No, you didn’t. Just watch, you will be better off without her.
Chris: f*ck you.
Chris’ alter body slapped him. He slapped him so hard, that Chris woke up off the couch. It was now 6 AM in the morning…
June 24th, 2007
Chris woke up slowly. He wiped his eyes.
Narrator: Chris got up, and went upstairs. He saw his child, Daniel.
Chris entered his son’s room. His son was barely awake.
Chris: Hey Daniel, your mom is going to be gone today. So it’s just going to be you and me bud.
Daniel: Yay!
Daniel went back to bed, since he was still sick. Chris, not knowing what to do, went downstairs, and entered in Nancy’s purse. He pulled out Nancy’s cell phone, and started to text something. He closed it up, and put it back in her purse.
Narrator: Later that night, him and Daniel were sitting downstairs, and ordered the Vengeance PPV. When it was done, Daniel went upstairs. Thinking his dad was in his room, he opened the door. He instead saw the gruesome site of his mother, dead.
Chris walked upstairs to see what Daniel had set his eyes on.
Chris: DANIEL!
Daniel: Mommy is dead!
Daniel started to cry. Chris picked him up and put him in bed.
Chris: Daniel, stop crying please.
Daniel: MOMMY IS DEAD!
Chris kept trying to calm him down, but nothing worked. He tried to get Daniel to lie down, but Daniel wouldn’t stop. He shoved Daniel’s face into his pillow.
Narrator: After a few minutes, Daniel’s crying faded out. His body grew limp and cold. Daniel Benoit, age 7, was dead.
Chris was all alone. He closed Daniel’s door as well. He couldn’t bare the pain.
Narrator: Chris walked downstairs, and just lied on the couch until he fell asleep.
Once again, we see the white smoke as the background. Chris is pacing while his alter body, in a suit, walks up to him.
A-B Chris: Yes, you are now in peace.
Chris: I killed my son, god damn it, not this way. Not this fucking way.
A-B Chris: Yes, this is the way. Everything will be better for us now. You killed your burdens.
Chris: …No. You killed them. I was not there when they died. You killed them.
Chris’ alter-body pulled a knife out of his coat pocket.
A-B Chris: Now, this is not who we are. You are acting crazy.
Chris: Give me the knife… I will kill some more.
Chris’ alter body gives Chris the knife. Chris’ alter body smiles.
A-B Chris: I knew there was a real man inside y…..
Before he could finish, Chris drove the knife into the chest of his Alter Body. The blade barely pierced his heart, but enough to stop the rapid blood flow.
Chris: I know what has to be done….
June 25th, 2007
Narrator: Chris woke up. He knew, from his dreams, what needed to be done.
Chris walked into his basement, and pulled out two bibles. He walked upstairs. He entered Nancy’s room, and opened one up. He began to read.
“Now forgive my sin once more and pray to the LORD your God to take this deadly plague away from me."
Exodus 10:16-18
He then placed that bible at Nancy’s side. He then entered Daniel’s room, where he read the same verse.
"Now forgive my sin once more and pray to the LORD your God to take this deadly plague away from me."
Exodus 10:16-18
He placed that bible next to Daniel’s body.
Narrator: Then, he let his dogs outside. He entered his weight room, where he stood next to one of his machines. He unloosened one of the chords on the machine.
Chris: This…is…over.
Chris then wrapped the chord around his neck, and slowly choked on the wire. As he choked, there was a fading sound, of last night’s Vengeance Pay per View. The fans chanted “We Want Benoit!” That same chant is heard. Yet it faded out, as Benoit slowly died.
Later that day…
Narrator: I never introduced myself. I am Jack, the Fayetteville County Sheriff. I’m on the right, coming out the passenger seat.
Just as he said that, Jack gets out the passenger seat with a few other officers. They go up to the door, and knock loudly.
Jack: “Mr. and Mrs. Benoit! This is the police. We got a phone call, just making sure everything is alright!”
No answer.
Jack: I will have to come in!
There was still no answer.
Narrator/Jack: We entered the home, to the bloody, brutal site. |
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Post by Dale on Feb 19, 2008 10:40:22 GMT -5
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