Man that's what I was wondering. Like, what kind of "choke hold and body slam" was it? Like a german suplex?
Or was he all like RAWRR
That's the first thing I pictured.
Emile is doing his thing in the club, high off chemicals, sipping a fine vodka club soda.
When all of a sudden an obnoxious feminazi appears, screaming about "white male privilege" and what not. Emile recognizes her as a studio exec and turns around to avoid being noticed "oh here we go again... *sigh*".
Its too late, she's all over Emile like white on rice.
"THIS IS WHAT I MEAN, LOOK AT THIS WHITE CIS MALE, HE REEKS OF PRIVILEGED ARROGANCE"
Emile: "Listen I don't want any tro..."
Before he can finish she's already thrown her vodka red bull in his face. Her friends are cackling like hyenas as Emile begins to feel belittled and embarrassed. As he's about to walk away she ends with
"Haha, see what I mean, these boys aren't even men, go and run away you coward".
At this point Emile is livid, and knowing that his career is essentially riding on a film he did 8 years ago he mumbles "Fuck it..."
Before she can spout off another feminist fueled insult, Emile darts toward her like a cheetah hunting its prey. He picks her up in a whirlwind that would make even the hardest of pro wrasslers blush and rock bottoms her right onto the bar, to everyones shock and awe.
The bartender lets out a slow clap and just as the crowd thinks he's finished he slides her across the entire bar. Spilling drinks and breaking glasses the entire way. He then lights up a Marlboro red, looks at his victim... writhing in pain and wailing like a banshee, he then hawks up a fine loogie and open fire.
Emile walks out only to be greeted by police, he goes peacefully like Edward Norton in American History X.
But his legend in the eye's of the people will never die.