<p> ROCKY XI: Baby Rocky</p><p>Written By: Brandon Noel Keith November 20th, 2008</p><p>Visions from the past haunt Rocky Balboa. At one hundred years of age, he’s found himself lost in the desert.</p><p>WE OPEN ON: DESERT GROUNDS</p><p>A vast sandy desert. Over the hill comes Rocky Balboa. Old and dressed only in boxing attire. Two white boxing gloves. A pair of white trunks. A pair of white socks… and a pair of white shoes.</p><p>ROCKY: ADRIAN!!!</p><p>Rocky continues across the desert. The Sun shines down on him, so bright. Balboa begins to stumble… then drops face first. We SPIRAL PAN away from him. He’s not moving.</p><p>CUT TO: HOSPITAL YO! INT. DELIVERY ROOM</p><p>Rocky’s father stands facing Rocky’s mother on a bed.</p><p>CAPTION: 1946</p><p>ROCKY’S FATHER: Push, you whore! PUSH!</p><p>ROCKY’S MOTHER: AAAHhhhhUUNNHHaahhh! EURKEL!</p><p>ROCKY’S FATHER: His name’s Rocky, now pay attention. PUSH!</p><p>ROCKY’S MOTHER: UUUNNNNHH!!!</p><p>Something a baby boy shoots out of the woman’s vagina. It lands in the corner… under a mess of sheets. Blood covered sheets. Rocky’s father walks over and kneels down.</p><p>ROCKY’S MOTHER: (cont.) Is he okay?!</p><p>ROCKY’S FATHER: (to the boy) Rocky?</p><p>Rocky’s father pulls back the sheet. An adult faced baby. BABY ROCKY: (opening his eyes) Ah uh, UH?</p><p>ROCKY’S MOTHER: Where did he get those gloves?</p><p>Rocky’s father notices two boxing gloves on his son’s hands.</p><p>BABY ROCKY: (jabbing air) Ah GOO. Ah GAH.</p><p>The delivery room door is KICKED DOWN! Clubber Lang steps in, grinding his teeth. He runs up to the father and CLUBS him against the jaw! The father falls, cracking his neck.</p><p>BABY ROCKY: Ah uh, UH?!</p><p>Clubber Lang now JUMPS ON the bed! The mother screams as Clubber’s right fist is brought down into her face! The fist pulls back and the face is smashed in! Clubber laughs… then turns to Mick the Young runs in… in boxing attire.</p><p>BABY ROCKY: AH UH, UH?!</p><p>Mick runs over to the bed and CLUBS Clubber in the gut! Clubber FLIES BACK out the window! Glass shattering, and the psycho Lang is out of sight.</p><p>MICK THE YOUNG: (to Baby) I’ll watch out for yah, kid.</p><p>BABY ROCKY: Yeah, okay.</p><p>WE FADE TO- Desert</p><p>Old Rocky Balboa rises from the sand. He looks thirty again. He looks around and sees a tank coming over the hill. Rocky looks himself over.</p><p>ROCKY: I’m thirty, again. ADRIAN?!</p><p>The tank stops, and Clubber Lang jumps out!</p><p>CLUBBER: Dead… meat!</p><p>ROCKY: Clubber?!</p><p>Clubber strips down out of his army gear… now in boxing treads. He runs up with a growl! Rocky steps back. ROCKY: (cont.) What are you doing?!</p><p>Clubber CLUBS Rocky in the left side of the face! Another PUNCH to the right! Rocky jerks around, and is PUNCHED twice in the stomach… punched one more time under the chin! Rocky grunts, arching back… and falling back in the sand!</p><p>ROCKY: (struggling) WAAA! WAAAA! WAAAA! WAAAAAAA!!!</p><p>CLUBBER: HAR! HAR! Har! Har!</p><p>Clubber smiles bright, then turns to old Mickey atop the tank. Clubber’s smile goes away. Mickey is seen setting a bomb inside the tank! Mickey shows Clubber his middle fingers… then LEAPS OFF the tank!</p><p>Clubber Lang looks back to Rocky getting out of the sand. Suddenly… the tank EXPLODES! Rocky and Clubber go FLYING high! Far and away out of sight.</p><p>CUT TO: NURSERY SCHOOL- Sunset</p><p>Rocky and Clubber CRASH down into the roof!</p><p>INT. BABY ARENA</p><p>Adrian Balboa walks up eating from a can of Spaghetti-Os. She throws the can down as Clubber and Rocky stand up in the center of the arena!</p><p>CLUBBER: Payback time, Balboa!</p><p>Clubber CLUBS Rocky square in the nose! Rocky stumbles back! Adrian strips down to her bra and panties.</p><p>ROCKY: My woman!</p><p>ADRIAN: Our children died… but I had another. And then I ate him. It wasn’t my dick.</p><p>ROCKY: You are a woman.</p><p>ADRIAN: You know it.</p><p>Rocky is then PUNCHED in the back of the head! Three teeth pop out of his mouth! Rocky turns back, drooling blood. ROCKY: What the HELL, Clubber?! I’m trying to have a conversation!</p><p>Rocky DUCKS another swing from Clubber Lang! Rocky returns with a PUNCH to the ribs! Another punch in the ribs with his other fist… and Clubber spits out an oatmeal covered contract for Rocky XII.</p><p>Rocky KICKS Clubber in the crotch! Clubber’s head pops off his neck as Rocky reads the contract. Rocky nods with a smile, turning back to Adrian smiling.</p><p>ROCKY: (tossing contract back) Let’s do it!</p><p>Adrian crawls in the ring and the two kiss.</p><p>FLASH TO-</p><p>Adrian being fucked by Rocky.</p><p>ROCKY: Yo! Adrian! I did it!</p><p>ADRIAN: So soon?</p><p>ROCKY: Fuck you.</p><p>Adrian laughs, but is soon pulled off. Ivan Drago stands.</p><p>IVAN: (to Rocky) I must kill you.</p><p>ROCKY: What did I do to you? Give me back my wife!</p><p>Ivan Drago throws Adrian Balboa into giant blender. Bloody pieces of her spit everywhere. Rocky looks around a moment.</p><p>ROCKY: (eyes on Drago) I though we had an understanding!</p><p>Ivan PUNCHES Rocky in the head! Rocky’s head jerks back, and before he knows it… Rocky is JABBED in the stomach! Rocky grunts heavily… hunching over! Rocky is now trying to get up… though Ivan shows his teeth.</p><p>IVAN: It’s over, Rocky.</p><p>Rocky is KICKS in the side! He coughs, dropping flat and whining. He crawls up into a little ball. ROCKY: WAAAA! WAAAA! WAAAA!</p><p>IVAN: Little baby.</p><p>ROCKY: WAAAA! I want my parents.</p><p>IVAN: They’re dead. Clubber killed them.</p><p>ROCKY: Really?!</p><p>IVAN: Just after you were born.</p><p>… … …</p><p>ROCKY: WAAAA! WAAAA! WAAAA!</p><p>IVAN: Little bastard.</p><p>Ivan is about to step on crying Rocky’s head… when Mick crawls into the ring.</p><p>MICK: You THOUGHT I was dead!</p><p>Ivan turns to Mick… and Mick pulls up a grenade.</p><p>ROCKY: Mick?! MICK??!!</p><p>Mick JUMPS UP and SHOVES the grenade into Ivan’s mouth! Mick shoves Ivan down and he falls like a chopped tree. Mick DIVES into sniffling Rocky… now out of the ring!</p><p>Ivan EXPLODES! The nursery ring collapses aflame. Mick helps sniffling Rocky Balboa to his feet.</p><p>ROCKY: You did it, Mick. But Adrian’s dead.</p><p>MICK: At least you got one last fuck out of her.</p><p>A brief pause. Rocky smiles.</p><p>ROCKY: Yeah! (smiling) You’re right, Mick. (walking away with Mick) Let’s go home.</p><p>The End</p>