The Bruisermania Wrestling Federation--Where Superstars are created and Jabronies are humiliated!

NARRATOR: In New York City today, police officers are asked to navigate a gamut of diverse cultures, languages and beliefs to serve the eight million people that reside in America's biggest metropolis. Within this mosaic, however, is a large population in need of protection that is often overlooked; the city's five million animals. Unlike their human counterparts, these animals are protected by a small group of law enforcement officials who, until now, have done their important work in obscurity.

Animal Precinct, narrated by Michael Madsen, chronicles the drama, emotion, triumph and tragedy of the work of the agents of the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animal's (ASPCA) Humane Law Enforcement Department (HLE), the only law enforcement group in New York City solely devoted to investigating crimes against New York's animal population.

From inside the HLE's headquarters, Animal Precinct allows viewers to accompany the agents as they investigate some of the thousands of crimes that are reported to them each year. Led by Dale Riedel, a former New York City police commanding officer, Animal Precinct chronicles the work of HLE agents. These investigators all possess a passion to prevent animal cruelty and punish perpetrators that serves as the driving force behind their work.

Their cases include the infiltration and destruction of dog fighting rings, the closing down of cockfighting facilities, and the arrests of perpetrators who are starving and abusing their animals. To do their jobs effectively, the agents must combine their investigative skills, compassion, tact and street smarts while dealing with people who are often uncooperative, unsympathetic and, at times, violent. All of their abilities, and more, are on display throughout Animal Precinct.

Annemarie Lucas
Special Investigator for Humane Law Enforcement
Annemarie Lucas is a Special Investigator for Humane Law Enforcement (HLE) at The American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (ASPCA). Special Investigator Lucas has been with the organization for seven years. She began her career in animal welfare as a volunteer in a shelter.

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
From Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kolic

(The Bruisertron shows the following message:)

2 late
2 win
4 you it’s over

(“Yesterday” by StainD plays over the PA, and the crowd starts to boo.)

You don’t know what you put me through
But it’s okay, I’ve forgiven you
But in some way, I hope it (BLEEP) with you
Hope it (BLEEP) with you

(Kolic walks to the ring and sneers at the crowd. He jumps off the top rope
and savate kicks the air.)

Yesterday
A boy and already afraid
Locked deep inside, my place to hide
To hide from how you made me feel

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Tokyo, Japan...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
Ryushi Fujita

("When the Levee Breaks" by Led Zeppelin begins to play and a single light hits a small mirror ball above the wrestler's entrance, splitting the light into thousands of "diamonds" that swirl across the crowd. A pretty good pop from the crowd greets Ryushi Fujita as he walks out onto the stage area and he works the crowd with the BMWF Light Heavyweight Title around his waist. He slaps hands with the ringside fans as he makes his way down the aisle and slides inside the ring. He unbuckles the belt and hands it to the ref before bouncing off the ropes a couple of times while he waits for Kolic to enter the ring.)

Kolic whips Fujita into the corner and quickly charges in only to be met by a back elbow that staggers him back. Fujita quickly climbs the second turnbuckle and leaps off with a tornado DDT! Fujita quickly picks up Kolic and slams him roughly to the mat and climbs the turnbuckle. He leaps off and crashes down on the prone Kolic with a flying elbowsmash.

Ryushi Fujita hits Kolic with a fisherman buster.
The crowd is behind Ryushi Fujita all the way.

Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes.
Kolic hits Ryushi Fujita with a kick.
Kolic nails Ryushi Fujita with a Russian legsweep.
Kolic is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Kolic almost takes Ryushi Fujita's head off with a clothesline
Kolic runs into the ropes.
Kolic smacks Ryushi Fujita with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic smacks Ryushi Fujita with a devastating clothesline .
Kolic is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.

Kolic nails Ryushi Fujita with a Russian legsweep.
Kolic further incites the crowd.
Kolic is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Kolic whips Ryushi Fujita into the ropes.
Kolic hits Ryushi Fujita with spinning headscissors.
Kolic is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Kolic runs into the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita almost takes Kolic's head off with a clothesline
Ryushi Fujita hits Kolic with a springboard huricanrana.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.

JR: Fujita whips Kolic into the ropes, Kolic hits a dropkick! Fujita stand
up, and Kolic hits another! Kolic rebounds off the ropes and hits a
hurricanrana, leaving Fujita on the second rope!

King: Not another 619/Slide Rule!

JR: That’s what it looks like! Kolic hits the ropes and the 619! He
handstands on the top rope...Slide Rule! He goes for the pin!

Ref: 1, 2, thr...kickout!

JR: Kolic visibly upset by the count! He’s actually pulling out a referee
rulebook to show him how to do his job! That’s blatant arrogance from the
so-called BMWF’s Smartest Man! Wait! Fujita charges at Kolic, but Kolic
ducks! Fujita sails over the top rope and hits the floor! Kolic rebounds off
the far ropes and hits a flying plancha! Both men are out on the floor!

They get up at the 8 count and roll in just in the nick of time.

Ryushi Fujita executes a flying elbowdrop on Kolic.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Ryushi Fujita nails Kolic with a fisherman buster.
Ryushi Fujita whips Kolic into the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita hits Kolic with a backdrop.

King: Kolic is truly inspiring tonight.

JR: He is doing everything he can to win the . what the heck is this?

(Tobey Miliken and Shawn Rollins make their way down to the ring slowly. The crowd is booing intensely as they walk around the ring and watch Kolic fight.)

JR: I don't trust these two. After the attack they pulled off on Inferno the other night, this can only be trouble.

King: What do these two want now?

JR: Kolic and Tobey have been having some words for the past couple of weeks in the back. I think it's safe to say that these two can't stand each other.

(Shawn Rollins grabs a mic and starts to yell at the ref)

Shawn: HEY REF! I have been back there in the back watching this match and I must say you are doing a disgraceful job out here.

(The ref is motioning for Shawn to leave ringside.)

Shawn: NOW DON'T GET YOUR PANTY'S IN A WAD. I am down here to help you out. You see I think that as a BMWF official you lack passion in your role as referee.

(As Shawn is talking the action in the ring stops as all eyes are on Shawn Rollins)

Shawn: That's right. I think you need to show more enthusiasm. Maybe do a faster count. I mean your 1.2.3 is just too slow and it shows a lack of interest that you have in this match, though I can't blame you for not being interested in this match. I mean after all this Kolic guy is a complete bore.

(Then Tobey hits the ring and with the wooden directors chair in hand he smashes it over the head of Kolic)

Shawn: WOW WHAT A MOVE THERE! HURRY REF GET OVER THERE AND COUNT.

(The ref turns around and quickly in a shocking display Ryushi goes for the cover. As the ref counts, Shawn and Tobey walk away laughing.)

Kolic staggers Fujita with a stiff right hand and quickly follows that up with a short arm clothesline. Fujita is stomped a couple of times before being dragged to his feet and whipped into the ropes, Kolic goes for another clothesline but Fujita counters it by ducking the clothesline and springboards off the ropes and catches Kolic and then delivers a reverse DDT that brings the crowd to their feet. Fujita climbs outside the ring and poses for the crowd before leaping up and connecting with a springboard front flip splash.

JR: Ryushi Fujita goes for a German suplex, but Kolic counters it with
a backward kick.
Kolic takes Ryushi Fujita down with a 619.
Kolic is being booed like there is no tomorrow.

Fujita grabs Kolic and hits a suplex on Kolic. Fujita holds onto Kolic and rolls over and hits a second suplex, Fujita holds on once again and rolls over and connects with a third suplex which brings the crowd to its feet. Fujita hops to his feet and gets ready to finish Kolic with the Honed Edge. He grabs Kolic and starts to perform the move but Kolic slips out of it and goes for a superkick that Fujita quickly counters that by hitting an spinning heel kick.

JR: Both men are exhausted, they’ve had a tough fight!

King: Speak for yourself!

JR: Kolic gets to his feet and assaults Fujita with punches! He hits a
standing clothesline...and he’s signaling for the Binary Blast! He’s going
to put it away right now!

King: Finally!

JR: Fujita slowly gets to his feet. Kolic Irish Whips him to the far
ropes...AND HITS IT! HE HITS THE BINARY BLAST! HE GOES FOR THE PIN!

Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
Kolic is being booed out of the building.

*DING DING*

JR: KOLIC HAS FINALLY WON THE LIGHTWEIGHT TITLE!

King: Isn’t it the Light Heavyweight title?

JR: Kolic told me to call it the Lightweight title. He says Light
Heavyweight is an oxymoron.

King: He’s saying it’s a stupid cow?

JR: Never mind.

(Kolic pulls out a note and drops it on Fujita, then walks to the back while
Yesterday plays. The note says: I told you I would take my title. Now I can
move on to bigger and better things. Signed, Your Lightweight Champion,
Kolic.)

(Hit Em Up begins to play over the PA system and Carlos walks out to the
ramp)

JR: Hey that's Mafioso's manager! What's he doing here?

King: Maybe he's looking for his idiot client.

(Suddenly Mafioso makes his way through the crowd and into thee ring)

JR: Oh my God! Mafioso just hit Ryushi in the back of the head with that
padlock in a sock!

King: Kolic doesn't even know Mafioso is back!

JR: Well he does now! Kolic just got hit with the padlock as well!

(As the camera fades in it is zoomed in on nothing but the BMWF U.S. Title.
As the camera pans out the title is sitting on the back of this black
leather couch and Harry’s voice can be heard)

Harry: Listen to me man, I have a problem…..no….. yeah I know you have seen
it right? This is absolutely ludicrous and I don’t think I am going to put
up with it…… I think I just might do that.

(The door all of a sudden opens and Harry jumps)

Bole: Hey Harry, I am here for our interview time.

(Harry puts the phone back up to his ear)

Harry: Listen I will call you back later tonight, see ya.

(Harry turns off his phone and looks over to Bole)

Harry: What do you want man can’t you see my match is next and I don’t want
any trouble?

Bole: Uh…. I have just a few questions.

Harry: You have one, and make it quick I am, uh, busy.

Bole: Okay, well anyways, tonight you are going up against Ultimate
Guerrero, the man that entered second in the Bedlam Bowl who you first
squared off with. Seeing how you never have fought him in a straight up
match do you think you can make any predictions?

Harry: You interrupted me for this? Bole, you of all people BLEEP well know
that I am not sweating Ultimate Guerrero tonight. Hell it isn’t even a title
match, what is up with that? I have to defend it sometime and what better
time than tonight?

(Harry looks over to his title that is sitting on the couch)

Harry: You know what, I am putting my title on the line here tonight against
Ultimate Guerrero. Yeah, that’s right, if Ultimate Guerrero beats me tonight
the United States Title is his!

KING: WHAT!?! Can he do that JR?

JR: I don’t know but I think he just did!

Harry: Now Bole listen to me closely, after my match meet me in the parking
lot to finish your little interview.

Bole: Umm, the parking lot?

Harry: Yeah, trust me it is safer….

(Harry instantly stops in his tracks)

Harry: Uh, just shut up and meet me out there tonight after my match okay?

(Harry doesn’t give Bole time to answer and he pushes him out of his locker
room then lets out a sigh of relief as he runs his hands through his hair)

Fade……

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of El Paso, Texas...
Weighing in at 225 pounds...

Latino Heat

PA: We Lie… We Cheat… We Steal…

(Latino Heat’s music hits over the PA system as the crowd begins to boo. He takes his time stepping out from the back with a smile on his face and a stroll in his step. He confidently struts out to the entranceway and absorbs all of the boos that are directed at him. He takes his time walking down the aisle and trash talking the fans that are jawing at him. He rolls into the ring and heads to one of the corners. He climbs up and extends both of his hands out to his sides. After a few seconds he pulls his hands in and beats his chest with his right hand. He drops down to the mat and grabs a microphone.)

Latino Heat: Pain, let me tell ya a little something, essa. Ya come back here to the BMWF, ya walk around trying to push people around, and ya continue to promote Scotty Scott’s visions of grandeur. I ain’t gonna stand by and watch as you allow him to assault this federation. I’m gonna put a stop to all the people walkin’ around the back thinkin’ that they’re bigger than they actually are. These guys keep trying to take my spot. They keep getting’ in my way and tryin’ to keep me down. But I ain’t goin’ down that way. You saw it at Live. I beat Tyrone just like I said I was. I’m tellin’ you the way things are gonna happen. But these gringo locos still ain’t listening. Maybe they don’t want to hear what The Heat has to say. Maybe they hear me but they don’t like what comes out of my mouth. It don’t really matter because in the end I’ll be right. Only so long can I be held down. Only so much time can be wasted until my chance is given. I’ll get my shot and I’ll take it. Over and over I’m doin’ exactly what I’m tellin’ ya I’m gonna do. At some point ya gotta listen. So, Pain, let’s see if ya listen to me now. Because of ya’ can’t stand this Latino Heat… then stay out of my kicthen… because essa… ya will get burned. But you know what that feels like.

LILLY: His opponent...
Weighing in at 375 pounds...

"The Big Dead Machine" Pain

("Bodies" by Drowning Pool blasts over the PA as Pain walks out with a black towel drapped over his head. He walks with purpose towards the ring. Once inside the ring, he raises both arms and drops them as flames shoot out of the ringposts.)

Pain: Latino Heat... You are a brave man... You come here tongiht thinking of an upset... Thinking that you are the man that can stop Pain... But you know as long as I feel the pain I feel inside... You will never beat me little man... You should have done yourself a favor.... You should have jumped the border and stayed there.....

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Pain runs into the ropes.
Pain hits Latino Heat with a clothesline.
Pain takes Latino Heat down with a bodyslam.
Latino Heat begs off.
Pain whips Latino Heat into the ropes.
Pain hits Latino Heat with a backdrop.
Latino Heat begs off.
Pain throws Latino Heat into the turnbuckle.
Pain runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Pain goes for a punch, but Latino Heat counters it with a roundhouse right.
Latino Heat takes Pain down with a dropkick.
Latino Heat gives him a Hotshot, but Pain only stares at him.
Latino Heat begs off.
Pain nails Latino Heat with a side suplex.
Pain nails Latino Heat with a side suplex.
Pain covers Latino Heat.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Pain goes for a backbreaker, but Latino Heat counters it with a facerake.
The crowd is booing Latino Heat.
Latino Heat gives him a dropkick, but Pain doesn't even care.
Latino Heat goes for a flying dropkick, but Pain ducks out of the way.
Pain punches Latino Heat.
The crowd is behind Pain all the way.
Latino Heat chops Pain.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Latino Heat gives him a flying dropkick, but Pain doesn't even care.
Latino Heat runs into the ropes.
Pain executes a kick to the head on Latino Heat.
The crowd is giving Pain a standing ovation.
Pain goes for a roundhouse right, but Latino Heat counters it with an armbreaker
.
Latino Heat executes a flying dropkick on Pain.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Latino Heat goes for a dropkick, but Pain side-steps and Latino Heat
only hits air.
Latino Heat begs off.
Pain runs into the ropes.
Latino Heat hits Pain with a shoulderblock.
Latino Heat slaps his chest.
The crowd is booing Latino Heat.
Latino Heat executes a flying dropkick on Pain.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Latino Heat hits Pain with a dropkick.
Latino Heat hits a dropkick on Pain.
Latino Heat uses a dropkick on Pain.
Latino Heat executes a dropkick on Pain.
Latino Heat uses a Hotshot on Pain.
Latino Heat is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Latino Heat goes for a dropkick, but Pain side-steps and Latino Heat
only hits air.
Pain nails Latino Heat with a roundhouse right.
Pain puts Latino Heat in a choke lift.
Earl Hepner warns Pain to let go.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.

JR: Pain has been like a monster in there tonight.

King: He is just a brute.

JR: Pain sends Latino Heat into the ropes and nearly takes his head off with a big boot to the head.

King: I think he knocked some teeth lose with that blow.

JR: Pain picks Latino Heat up with one hand and stands him up.

King: This looks bad.

JR: CHOKESLAM!!!!!

Referee: 1
2

JR: PAIN PULLED LATINO HEAT'S SHOULDERS OFF THE MAT!!!!!

King: And he is laughing!!!!!

JR: Pain sends Latino Heat into the corner and follows in with a vicious clothesline.

King: Heat is staggering.

JR: TOMBSTONE!!!!!!

King: Pain is going to end this now.

Referee: 1
2

JR: D@mn Pain... He pulled Latino Heat's shoulders off the mat once more.

JR: This carnage is unbelievable.

King: I have never seen Latino Heat dominated like this.

JR: CORONARY!!!! CORONARY ON PAIN!!!!!

King: He is screaming something about Vernon you're next!!!!!

JR: The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Pain goes for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Pain.

*DING DING*

(A camera backstage shows Randy Valentino after his match.)

Voice: Hey pretty boy...THINK FAST!!!

(Valentino turns around, right into a blackjack. Valentino falls to the
floor, and Kolic stands over him.)

Kolic: Or don’t think at all. I’d leave you one of my notes, but you’re not
worth it.

(Kolic walks past the camera)

JR: Kolic attacks another rookie! Why would he do that?

King: He’s jealous of all the talent he doesn’t have!

JR: You know that’s not true! Besides, he may go after you next!

King: YAHHHH!

(The BruiserTron lights up, revealing a computerized
representation of the solar system. The shot starts
to zoom in, traveling past Pluto, Neptune, Uranus, and
all the other planets as it homes in on Earth. We
break through the atmosphere, clouds parting, as the
focus sets on the continent of North America. We pull
in closer, as a glowing outline surrounds North
America. Closer still, and the state of California is
highlighted. Closer and closer...southern California.
Faster and faster we zoom in until, in a rush of
colour and light, we find ourselves landing right in
front of the Prime Time Mansion! Cue the music!
"Prime Time" by Promoe begins to play, but it is a
peppier, bouncier, swinging version, baby! Cut to
face shots of all the members of Prime Time, with
appropriate captions to designate their names.
Everyone is giving goofy, sitcom smiles to the camera
as the music plays.
Aquatic...Truck...Kolic…Inferno....Mineral...Rachel
Pitt...Tamer..."Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt...and
featuring Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde as himself! The
credits wrap up, telling us this is "A Prime Time
Production.")

(The scene opens outside the Prime Time house. Suddenly from the tower
window Tamer comes crashing through, Tamer rolls onto the roof. Tamer pulls
himself up and is running along the roof with a sword in hand. Vern can now
be seen crawling out of his window on to the roof.)

Vern: HELP!!!!

(Tamer runs to Vern and pulls him up. The camera zooms in on the two.)

Tamer: Where are they?

(Vern shrugs his shoulders, Vern also has a sword.)

Vern: I just dodged them. They almost got me.

Tamer: Okay what’s the plan?

Vern: Um. Win..

Tamer: Just like the good ole’ days, huh?

Vern: Better.

(Mineral and Inferno comes jumping down from the tower. Vern and Tamer get
ready. Mineral and Inferno charge with their swords. Tamer and Mineral get
locked into a sword fight. Vern and Inferno get locked into a sword fight.)

Mineral: We will win.

Tamer: Don’t be so sure.

(Vern and Inferno are now on the side of the house. Vern glances behind
him.)

Vern: The Pool!

Inferno: The day is mine!

(Inferno swings at Vern. Vern sidesteps Inferno. Inferno falls into the
pool.)

*SPLASH*

(Tamer swings at Mineral. Mineral ducks. Minerals runs and jumps off the
roof down by poolside. Inferno tosses Mineral his sword. Tamer and Vern
follow. Mineral runs in the house and slides down the banister. Tamer runs
and jumps the banister and lands in front of Mineral at the bottom of the
stairs. Vern comes walking slowly down the stairs behind Mineral.)

Tamer: You have no where to go.

(Aquatic sneaks up behind Tamer with two drums symbols in hand. Right behind
his head she clangs them together.)

*CLANG*

(Tamer grabs his ears and drops the sword.)

Mineral: Ah Ha!

(Vern runs down the stairs. Mineral runs into the theater room. Clancy and
Truck are watching an old movie.)

Clancy: What in the.

(Vern runs in after Mineral. The two begin to fight in front of the screen.
Mineral goes for Vern feet. Vern jumps. Mineral swings at Vern’s head. Vern
ducks. Mineral stomps Vern’s foot.)

Vern: OW!

(Vern drops his sword and grabs his foot. Mineral smiles and turns around
where he is clotheslined by truck)

Truck: I hate when people interrupt movie!

(The scene fades. A Picture of Kolic putting on his Prime Time jacket is
shown.the scene opens as Kolic’s black Accord pulls into the spacious Prime
Time house driveway. Suddenly, a basketball slams into the hood and into a
goal.)

Kolic: What the?!?

(Kolic gets out of his car and looks at the dent)

Inferno: I win!

Mineral: That doesn’t count! It hit that car that
wasn’t...there...before...oh, hey Kolic!

Kolic: What did you do to my car?!?

Inferno: Um...I was playing basketball, and...

Kolic: That’s going to cost...aww, screw it, I can afford it.

Inferno: So that counts?

Kolic: Sigh...yes.

Inferno: Woo-hoo!

Kolic: So simple...and yet so charming. I’d better go inside before I get
hit too. Woah! (Kolic ducks a flying basketball)

Mineral: Sorry!

(Kolic shakes his head and enters the house)

Kolic: WOW! This is MUCH better than in the shows!

Vernon: Welcome to the Prime Time House, Kolic!

Kolic: Thank you Vern, it’s a great house.

Vernon: Care for a tour?

Kolic: No thanks, I’ve seen the house on the show. There is one room I
really want to see.

Vernon: The library?

Kolic: Bingo.

Vernon: Follow me.

(The camera fades out, then shows Kolic and Vernon in the library. Kolic is
admiring the sheer volume of the books.)

Kolic: Wow...even my library isn’t this extensive! Do you have Great
Expectations?

Vernon: Of course. If it’s a classic, it’s in here.

Kolic: Superb!

(Kolic grabs a book and sits down to read.)

*CRASH*

(A baseball sails through the window, nearly missing Kolic’s head.)

Inferno: Home run!

Mineral! No way! We agreed hitting the house doesn’t count!

Kolic: Is it like this all the time?

(Kolic and Vernon shake their heads and resume their reading. The scene
fades. A picture of Mineral and Inferno with grins on their faces is shown.
The scene opens showing that Inferno and Mineral are throwing around the ol'
pigskin outside on the lawn. In the front, we see Tamer is looking under the
hood of his car, frowning.)

Tamer: Hey Mineral! Could you get over here a second?

Mineral: (catches the ball.) Sure man. (Inferno and Mineral walk over.)
What's the problem?

Tamer: Well the car's been stalling, and I think it's something in the
engine. See if you can figure it out.

Mineral: (Staring at the car befuddledly.) Well....hmmm, it sounds like
something is wrong with your......whaddyacallit, engine....

Tamer: (sarcastically) Good job, Sherlock.

Inferno: Can I take a look at it?

Tamer: NO!

Mineral: Wait...let him have a look at it.

Tamer: (does double take) WHAT!

Mineral: Why not? Go ahead, Inferno.

Inferno: COOL!

(Inferno proceeds to open up every single thing that can open in the car
mechanisms. He starts looking inside all of them.)

Inferno: Dude, what's in here???

Tamer: Get away from my car!

Mineral: Let him work...

Inferno: Ooh, here's the problem! (Inferno reaches into the carburetor and
pulls out a squid.) Billy got caught in the whatchamacalit! I'll go put him
back in the tank! Come on buddy! (Inferno runs away with the live squid.)

Mineral: Yep. Try it now.

(Mineral walks off, leaving Tamer looking befuddled. he closes all the caps
in the car, closes the hood, and starts the car. The car starts with a
strong VROOOM.)

Tamer: Well, I'll be. (Steps out) I've got to get a Norwegian car mechanic
or something.

(The scene fades. A Picture of Vern with a chef’s hat on his shown. The
scene opens in the kitchen, where Vernon and Rachel are working on making
dinner. Clancy and Truck walk in.)

Clancy: Somethin' sure smells good in here! What y'all cookin'?

Vernon: We're having fettucine alfredo, with braised chicken breast, garden
vegetables with peppery garlic sauce, and raspberry cheesecake en flambé for
dessert.

Truck: I sho' don' know what all them fancy words is, but they sound
delicious!

Rachel: It is going to be a masterpiece! As a matter of fact, it may be our
best dinner yet.

Clancy: I'm sure it is, kids. Mind if I take a li'l sample 'fore supper?

(Clancy reaches for a pot, but Vernon smacks his hand.)

Vernon: You'll have to wait like everyone else, Clancy.

(Clancy rubs his stinging hand. At that moment, Mineral comes running
through the kitchen carrying Billy the squid.)

Mineral: WHERE'D THE AQUARIUM GO!!!???

Rachel: I think Aquatic took it out to the patio to clean it out.

Mineral: Egads!

(Mineral starts to rush by everyone when he slips on something and falls.
Billy the squid goes flying...right into the pot that is boiling on the
stove!)

Vernon: Oh no!

Truck: NO!

Clancy: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Mineral: What happened?

Rachel: Your squid just took its final dive I think.

Vernon: Have we thawed out the chicken yet?

Rachel: No.

Vernon: Good, because I have a menu change. We will now be having fettuccini
alfredo with calamari. Any objections?

Mineral: What's calamari?

(Everyone else groans and walks away. Mineral gets up, goes to the stove,
and sneaks a taste from the pot.)

Mineral: Not bad. Pretty darn good, actually.

(He smacks his lips and smiles as he exits the room. The scene Fades. Prime
Time flashes across the screen.)

LILLY: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall.

From Jacksonville, NC...
Weighing in at 256 pounds...

The BMWF U.S. Champion...
Hardcore Harry

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Torreon, Mexico...
Weighing in at 210 pounds...

Ultimate Guerrero

PA: Viva la raza!

(The crowd begins to cheer as Ultimate Guerrero’s music kicks up over the PA system. They are rewarded for their applause as Ultimate Guerrero drives a Chevy Impala out from the side of the entranceway. He pulls it out to the side of the stage and puts it into park. He grabs the hydraulics controller and starts to jump the car up and down to the crowd’s delight. He stops the car and hops out over the window. He quickly makes his way down the aisle and slides into the ring. He heads straight to the corner and raises his hands to the crowd as he flips his hair back out of his mask and face. He drops back down to the mat and is handed a microphone.)

Ultimate: Hardcore Harry. You have done… a nice job… since leaving… The Union. But you have done it… in the wrong way. You turned… on everyone. Is that worth… a title? I know someone else that turned… and look how things… have worked… for him. He’s a bitter man… now. And when you lose… that title… and you have nothing… left… then where will you… turn? Not… back… here. Hopefully… you will learn better. Maybe… you’ll see. But until then… I have a job… to do. Again… I fight… in a non-title match… but I again… I hope… and I fight… to win.

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Ultimate Guerrero runs into the ropes.
Ultimate Guerrero hits Hardcore Harry with a shoulderblock.
Ultimate Guerrero yells at the crowd.
The crowd is behind Ultimate Guerrero all the way.
Ultimate Guerrero executes a fist to the midsection on Hardcore Harry.
Ultimate Guerrero goes for an elbowdrop, but Hardcore Harry
rolls out of the way.
Hardcore Harry covers Ultimate Guerrero.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Ultimate Guerrero begs off.
Hardcore Harry runs into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry hits Ultimate Guerrero with a kick.
Hardcore Harry talks trash to the crowd.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Hardcore Harry takes Ultimate Guerrero down with a big boot to the face.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.
Hardcore Harry runs into the ropes.
Ultimate Guerrero goes for a spinebuster slam, but Hardcore Harry
counters it with a swinging neckbreaker.

JR: Ultimate Guerrero is having a tough time tonight against Harry.

KING: Guerrero is down and look, Harry is mocking him while he is down.

Hardcore Harry dances around the ring in a cocky manner.
Hardcore Harry smiles as he picks Guerrero up to his feet.
Ultimate Guerrero quickly rakes the eyes of Harry.
Hardcore Harry grabs his face screaming as he stumbles backwards.

KING: Look out ref!

Hardcore Harry drives his elbow into the side of the ref’s head as he is
going down.
The Ref falls through the ropes and to the floor below.
Hardcore Harry then removes his hands from his face smiling!

KING: What! Was he faking it to knock our referee out?

JR: Looks like it King.

Hardc ore Harry charges at Ultimate Guerrero giving him a strong shoulder
block.
Hardcore Harry beings stomping onto the chest of Guerrero
Hardcore Harry rolls out of the ring walking over towards the Spanish
announcers.

JR: Hardcore Harry begins barking orders at the two men.
Ultimate Guerrero is starting to get up to his feet.
One of the Spanish announcers reaches under the desk and pulls out a steel
chair.

KING: What’s going on JR?

JR: I don’t know but that’s not just any steel chair, it is wrapped in
barbwire!

KING: YYYAAAAHHHHH!

(Hardcore Harry walks over to the ref who is laying face down and begins
stomping on his head keeping him down. The ref is laying motionless)

JR: Harry is going to be fined if he keeps this up.

Hardcore Harry slides into the ring with the chair and charges towards
Guerrero.
At the last second Guerrero leaps up dropkicking the chair back into the
face of Harry.
Harry drops like a rock holding on this his face again.
Ultimate Guerrero grabs the chair smashing Harry in the chest with it.
Ultimate Guerrero then lays the chair on top of the chest of Harry.
Ultimate Guerrero jumps up to the top rope taunting at the crowd gives him a
cheer.

JR: Ultimate Guerrero is about to put it all on the line!

KING: Look JR, the ref is starting to get up! Guerrero better not be caught!

(Ultimate Guerrero leaps off of the top rope coming down with a frog splash
but just at the last second Harry thrusts the chair wrapped in barbwire
directly into the face of Guerrero and rolls out of the way. The ref slowly
begins to get into the ring. Harry sees the ref and pushes the chair out of
the ring and rolls Guerrero over who is completely busted open)

KING: Does the ref see all that blood!?!

JR: I don’t know but Guerrero is bleeding like a pig out here.

Hardcore Harry lays his arm over the chest of Ultimate Guerrero.

Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.
Hardcore Harry is being booed out of the building.

*DING DING*

JR: And Hardcore Harry pulls off a very controversial win over Ultimate
Guerrero.

(“Back Up” by 12 Stones picks up over the PA system as Harry rolls out of
the ring quickly and walks over to the time keeper grabbing his U.S. Title
and makes his way around the ring and up the ramp quickly looking over his
shoulder as he is holds his ribs)

PA: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

(The lights dim the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena.
“Hit the Floor" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as red and blue lights
begin to strobe. From each side of the stage Blue fire shoots up arching
towards the middle of the stage meeting in n explosion of smoke. Tamer walks
out from behind the smoke. Tamer stands at the top of the ramp soaking in
the crowd. Tamer pats his title that is around his waste. Tamer rolls his
neck and begins to make his way down the ramp. Tamer hops up on the apron
and enter the ring. Tamer takes his title and places it on his shoulder.
Tamer grabs a mic from a stagehand.)

Tamer: I’m not going to waste anytime. Rachel last week I said, that I
didn’t feel right about “winning you”. And I gave you a week to make a
decision, Tyrone Smith or Me. So come down to the ring now and make your
decision.

(Suddenly a soft white glow shines upon the entrance ramp. "Trouble" by Pink
plays out through the arena and black and white video clips plays as the
fans get up to their feet and cheer.)

PA: No attorneys
To plead my case
No orbits
To send me in and outta space

(The Queen of Hearts walks out dressed in a dark red blouse and black
leather pants
with her PT jacket on. She saunters on the stage. She claps her hands and
lifts her hands up into the air. She swings around and then strides down the
ramp. She walks up the stairs. Tamer sits on the middle rope and raises the
top rope for her. Rachel enters the ring.)

PA: I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I disturb my whole town

(Tamer grabs Rachel a mic and hand it to her.)

Tamer: Okay Rachel. Look I hope you know how I feel. But maybe you don’t.
Lately from your comments I would think that you have no idea about how I
feel. Rachel you have to understand I care for you deeply. I...I Love you
Rachel. It is true that I felt strongly towards you for a long time and did
nothing. But I was confused and lost. You see. I though when I first kissed
you that I did it in a rush and in confusion. I thought that it was all “in
the moment’. But I’ve come to realize that in reality. That was me being
myself again. That was, for the first time in a long time, Me being who I
really am. Rachel I waited too long to tell you how I felt, to show you how
I felt. And yes, when I did it may have been the worse time for you, but you
see, it was the perfect time. I have come back to being TAMER! I fought my
whole life t be this person Rachel. And I know now, for sure…without a doubt
how I feel about you. I love you Rachel Pitt, it’s just that simple. Take me
for who I am. The decision is as it should be. It is yours. So it’s Me or
Tyrone Smith. So make your decision.

(Rachel begins to lift the mic to her lips. The lights go out. Sirens wail
throughout the arena. The noise begins to slow until stop)

PA: MORE.... HU.... MAN...

(A wall of flames erupts from the stage as White Zombie's "More Human Than
Human" blares over the PA. Tyrone walks thru the wall off flames as they die
down to the sound of a mixed reaction from the crowd. There are more boos
than cheers. Tamer turns and looks at Tyrone coming down the ramp. Tamer has
a look of hatred on his face. Tyrone stands on the ramp with a mic in his
hand. He looks from Rachel to Tamer and back to Rachel)

Tyrone: Yeah, princess... I'm dyin' to hear what ya have to say! Does yer
lil' boyfriend know dat ya've been callin' me non-(beep)in'-stop since da
PPV?! Cuz for a chick who pretty much screwed me over, ya sure do love the
whole crawlin' back to me t'ing a lot more dan I do! I loved ya, an' I did
everyt'in' I did wit' ya in mind... an' ya left me! Ya left me alone an'
went out kissin' dis chump an' sayin' how wrong ya an' me were! (Points to
Tamer) an' yer punk @$$ had a whole lot of balls to call me what ya did in
dem tapes!

Tamer: Tyrone, don't you see we didn't say what you heard in those tapes.
Whoever gave them to you was trying to manipulate you!

(Over the PA, a distorted, male voice speaks)

Voice: Oh, I was, was I?!

(From the entrance, the hooded, faceless druid that gave Tyrone the tapes
weeks ago appears. It walks down next to Tyrone and turns and looks at him)

Druid: You see, Tyrone! They are lying straight to your face. Do you really
think they care about you? They just want to ruin you! You watch! If she
picks you, I promise you, she'll just hurt you again!

(Rachel holds up her hand to stop the druid to talking)

Rachel: I'm sick of everyone telling me what I'm thinking and what I'm going
to do next. I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I've finally
made my decision. Tamer, you're a great friend and at Bedlam Bowl you proved
how determined you are and how much you care for me. I believe that you love
me and I love you too. You were always the one to be there when I was sad,
and you always managed to make me smile even when I was at my worst. You are
a caring, and very passionate person. And for that I thank you.

(Rachel pauses a bit before proceeding.)

Rachel: Tyrone, you're wrong about the kiss. It was never behind your back
it was full-blown on television, and it was at a difficult time. But I
always knew you were meant for me even when we were fighting there was this
feeling inside that was telling me to go back to you. Even now, after all
the blood and tears, I still want you. You are the one person I care about
the most in this whole menagerie. The thought of us together always
brightened my day. When making this decision I thought back to all the great
times we had, all the fun nights we spent together, carefree as if we were
the only ones in the world. I want that back, Tyrone. And that is why I
choose you.

Druid: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! She's lying Tyrone! She doesn't love you!

Tamer: Hey, buddy. Why do you have to hide behind that disguise? Are you too
scared to show your face? If you say your a messenger for one of Tyrone's
old friends or whatever, why don't we see exactly who this old friend sent.

Druid: YOU FOOL!!!!!!!!! Do you really want to know who I am?! DO YOU?!!!
(Laughs) I........ AM......... The old friend!

(Tamer, Tyrone and Rachel all have confused looks on their face)

Druid: Don't you remember me, Tyrone?

(The druid disrobes is hooded cloak to reveal......)

JR: OH MY LORD!!!!!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!!!!! IT'S SARAH LYN!!!!!!!!

(Sarah stands in front of Tyrone with a huge grin on her face and a voice
distorted between her mouth and the microphone she's speaking into. She
drops the voice distorter and rubs the back of her hand on Tyrone's face)

Sarah: Missed me, baby?! Because I've missed you... (giggles)

(Tyrone's eyes open wide. He stares from Sarah to Rachel and then back to
Sarah. Rachel has a look of shock on her face which is quickly replaced by
rage)

Sarah: She really thinks that you love her like you loved me, doesn't she,
baby? I know you still love me deep down in your heart, don't you?

Tyrone: You....... (beep)in'.........

Rachel: (BEEEEEEEP)!!!!!!!!!

(With that, Rachel drops her microphone and rushes out of the ring. She
spears Sarah in the back and the two women begin to roll around on the ramp
with chunks of each other's hair in their hands.)

JR: OH MY!!!!! Business has just picked up and the plot has just thickened!
And look at Tyrone. He's standing just a foot away from his ex-wife and
ex... or is she his current girlfriend... a heck! Tyrone is just watching
in disbelief as Sarah Lyn and Rachel Pitt are ripping each other's hair out!

King: YAHOO! CAT FIGHT! CAT FIGHT!!!!!

(Tamer climbs out of the ring and attempts to pull the two women apart. He
grabs Sarah and pulls her off of Rachel. Tyrone's face goes blank as he
watches Tamer grabbing Sarah and the blank expression is quickly replaced by
extreme rage.)

*SLAM*

JR: DEAR LORD!! Tyrone nearly decapitated Tamer with that boot to the face.
He came only inches away from hitting Sarah, who is right back to fighting
Rachel!!!

(Tyrone stares at the two women again. He then grabs Rachel's hair and pulls
her off of Sarah.)

JR: What on earth is Tyrone doing?! He's saving Sarah!!!

King: JR, I think you just answered your own questions....

JR: Tyrone has come to the aid of his ex-wife and his greatest tormentor,
Sarah Lyn and the two are now making their way up the ramp and to the
backstage area. Look at poor Rachel. She's bawling her eyes out! She just
admitted to Tyrone she wants to be with him and this is how he repays
her?!!!

King: What about Tamer?! How long do you think it will be until that
love-struck moron wakes up?!

JR: I hope soon! He still has a match to fight!

King: That's the price you pay to fall in love with another man's girl, I
suppose!

JR: Folks, we'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall.

Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Elektroshock

("High Voltage" by AC/DC blasts over the PA as Elektroshock makes his way down to the ring. He enters the ring with a certain look on his face.)

Elektroshock: You know Vernon I have heard you have been having troubles with a friend of mine essa. Pain has been getting under your skin as of late. I talked to him earlier today. He said to let you know he has a fiery treat for you tonight.

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde...
Fighting out of San Francisco, CA...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

The BMWF Intercontinental Champion...
"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt

P.A.: You're simply the best...
           Better than all the rest...
           Better than anyone...
           Anyone I've ever met...

(The arena lights begin to flicker and flash wildly as
Tina Turner's hit begins to play. A shower of silver
and blue glitter falls above the entranceway as "Mr.
Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt emerges, followed by Mr.
Beauregarde and Truck. Vernon blows a few kisses to
the crowd then points to the stars. He spreads his
arms and smiles at the audience before running his
hands over the Intercontinental Championship belt
around his waist. He finally starts toward the ring.
He reaches ringside and exchanges greetings with some
fans before entering. He takes off the belt and holds
it over his head for all to see before handing it to
the ref. Vernon takes to his corner, awaiting the
beginning of the match.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Elektroshock goes for a spinebuster slam, but Vernon Vanderbilt
counters it with a kneelift.
Vernon Vanderbilt uses a huricanrana on Elektroshock.
The crowd is giving Vernon Vanderbilt a standing ovation.
Elektroshock begs off.
Vernon Vanderbilt takes Elektroshock down with a flying elbowdrop.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Vernon Vanderbilt whips Elektroshock into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt uses a dropkick on Elektroshock.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Vernon Vanderbilt.
Vernon Vanderbilt runs into the ropes.
Elektroshock and Vernon Vanderbilt get hit with a double clothesline.
Elektroshock takes Vernon Vanderbilt down with a gutwrench suplex.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Elektroshock whips Vernon Vanderbilt into the ropes, but Vernon Vanderbilt
reverses it.
Elektroshock smacks Vernon Vanderbilt with a devastating clothesline .
Elektroshock nails Vernon Vanderbilt with a fist to the midsection.
Elektroshock runs into the ropes.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits Elektroshock with a kick.
Vernon Vanderbilt hits Elektroshock with a guillotine legdrop.
Vernon Vanderbilt nails Elektroshock with a moonsault.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Vernon Vanderbilt runs into the ropes.
Elektroshock hits Vernon Vanderbilt with a clothesline.
Vernon Vanderbilt falls out of the ring.
Len Stanley counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Vernon Vanderbilt
reenters the ring.
Elektroshock uses a punch on Vernon Vanderbilt.
Elektroshock hits Vernon Vanderbilt.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Vernon Vanderbilt chops Elektroshock.
The crowd is giving Vernon Vanderbilt a standing ovation.
Vernon Vanderbilt chops Elektroshock.
The crowd is giving Vernon Vanderbilt a standing ovation.
Vernon Vanderbilt catches Elektroshock in a chokehold.
Len Stanley warns Vernon Vanderbilt to let go.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three, four.
Vernon Vanderbilt gives the sign for the End of the End.
Vernon Vanderbilt executes the End of the End on Elektroshock.
Vernon Vanderbilt goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Vernon Vanderbilt.

*DING DING*

JR: KING LOOK AT THE BRUISERTRON!!!!

(Pain is standing outside beside Vernon's car.)

Pain: Vernon... I know you were expecting me to come down to the ring tonight. But I am not one to give everyone what they want. I do what I want.I wanted to let you know how much you make me sick Vernon.... So I thought I would send you a message my own way. So I am out here to send you a message.

(Pain looks over at the car and raises his arms.)

JR: I know he can't do this.

King: This is impossible!!!!

(Pain drops his arms and the cars begins to catchn on fire.)

Pain: Vernon.... I will be seeing you again.... Soon...

>>>

(The camera fades in to show the staff parking lot where Hardcore Harry is
standing firmly with his U.S. Title around his waist. Michael Bole is
standing next to him and some car in the background)

Bole: Ladies and gentlemen, as strange as it seems Harry has requested this
interview out here in the BMWF staff parking lot.

(Harry places his hand over the mic then pulls it over towards himself)

Harry: Listen up Bole, I have my reasons. All of which are very important do
you got that?

Bole: Could it possibly be because you seem to have a stalker?

(Harry jerks the mic back towards him)

Harry: Are you trying to say that Hardcore Harry, the Ultraviolent Icon is
scared!?!

(All of a sudden a car comes squealing around the corner and Harry has a
look of shock on his face. Bole runs and dives out of the way as the car
comes flying in towards Harry. Harry goes to run out of the way but isn’t
quick enough. The front right end of the car crashes into the back of his
leg, Harry gets popped up and smashes directly into the windshield cracking
it)

JR: OH MY GAWD!!!!!!

(The car comes to a screeching halt and the driver side door flies open and
a man dressed in black, wearing a mask jumps out and takes off into the
darkness)

JR: Get some help out there for Harry!!!

(The camera gets a close up on Harry who is still laying on the hood of the
car and he isn’t moving at all. Harry’s eyes are close and also not moving.
Bole comes walking up looking at Harry screaming for help)

Fade……

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room. Tamer is standing in the
middle of the room. He is in his wrestling gear and has his Gold Belt around
his waist. Tamer is looking down at the floor.)

Tamer: Lately I have been talking a lot about being myself again. Now maybe
your wondering what I mean. Asking yourself, wait so Tamer? You joining
Prime time wasn’t you being you, you teaming with Vern wasn’t you being you?
Probably wondering what exactly do I mean?

(Tamer looks up at the camera.)

Tamer: Well allow me to explain. You see. The decision I made, I made
consciously. That’s not exactly what I’m talking about. I allowed myself to
lose sight of some thing about me. Not all things. I was still a nice guy.
But I became too nice. I was trying to be the hero a little too much. I
tried to turn every opponent into a foe. That was a mistake. You see when I
became Tamer, when my life gave me no other option. I did it as a bit of a
vigilante. I was a hero to the people I helped. I showed my heart. If I saw
something didn’t like I fixed it in an instant. But when I got into
wrestling I did it as means to let out some of my aggression. I needed to
settle down. I had to try and trust people again. Then once in the BMWF once
I became a part of Prime time I got lost in it all. I had a family again. A
family I could trust. I didn’t need to be the badass tamer anymore. I could
try and be the old me, the person who truly is dead. But I didn’t see that
then. I was a great friend to Vern, and great tag team partner, but when I
was alone. In my own matches I fell short. The reason I fell short. Is I
wasn’t truly myself. I didn’t have everything together.

(Tamer takes a deep breath)

Tamer: Then I realized I was hurting myself. I was allowing myself to be
content and not live my life to the fullest, Afraid to take a chance a jump.
I didn’t want to lose my new family. I mean when Vern and I fought it scared
me to death. But I had to do it. I started to slowly realize then that I had
to take a stand, but after everything was settled. Prime Time was fine
again, All friends again, a family. I was allowing myself to just be, Afraid
that if I screwed up I’d lose my family. But I came to the realization. The
only way I could let prime Time down was by not being the best I could be.
By allowing myself to just be content and happy I was failing them and
myself. Sao then I took the jump and went for Rachel. I had to. I fought
Tyrone. I transitioned back to being the real Tamer. The Tamer I built. The
person I fought to become. And now I am that Tamer again.

(Tamer runs his hand through his hair.)

Tamer: I am the true me. Now this may sound like just another song and
dance. But I promise it is not. I have realized I need to be me. If I’m not
I will never be truly happy. The BMWF needs to watch out now. I am more
driven then ever. Ignition you are the first challenge to my title. We faced
before, Many times, For the title that you recently lost. Every time you
walked away with gold. Well tonight in this title match, it will be
different I will walk away the victor. I am composed, and determined to win.
I am a whole new force. A force you’ve never truly faced. The table will
turn tonight. I hope you bring everything you have. Because I want to face
the fiercest ignition I’ve ever faced. I want to beat you at your best. So
bring it all to the table. And I will bring everything that I embody.
Tonight my dream lives on. Tonight I, the true Tamer, reign on. Anyone who
wants a shot just say the word. But all opponents of mine should…

(Tamer stares deeply into the camera.)

Tamer/Crowd: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

FADE

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
From Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Ignition

(“TNT” hits the stage fills with smoke and the fans jump to their feet.)

JR: Here comes Ignition! It’s time for the Gold Belt title match and King, I
think Tamer has his hands full tonight.

King: One would like to think that JR, but it’s Ignition, and he is the
BMWF’s biggest disappointment!

JR: Well, I don’t think that’s true, but HERE HE IS!!

(The smoke clears and Ignition is standing at the top of the ramp with his
arms raised in the air. As soon as Ignition drops his arms pyro shoots off
behind him and the fans go wild!)

Crowd: IGNITION!!! IGNITION!!! IGNITION!!!

JR: Listen to this crowd King, every week they like this kid more!

(Ignition walks to the beat of the song down the ramp as he hands out high
fives along the way to the ring. Ignition gets to the bottom of the ramp,
and stands looking at the ring. He leaps up and lands on the apron. Ignition
climbs through the ropes and goes to the center of the ring and shows off
some bicep for the fans as he calls for a mic. One is tossed.)

Ignition: CINCINNATI!!!!

(Fans pop.)

Ignition: The simple fact of the matter is, I BEAT TAMER ONCE!! I BEAT HIM
TWICE!! AND I SURE AS HELL CAN BEAT HIM AGAIN!! SO IF YA WANNA A NEW CHAMP,
GIMME A SHOUT OUT!!

CROWD: YEAHH!!!!!

(Ignition drops his mic and goes to the turnbuckle and leans.)

JR: Can you believe this King?! This crowd is going nuts in the Firstar
Center!

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

The BMWF Gold Belt Champion...
Tamer

PA: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

(The lights dim the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena.
“Hit the Floor" by Linkin Park hits the PA system as red and blue lights
begin to strobe. From each side of the stage Blue fire shoots up arching
towards the middle of the stage meeting in n explosion of smoke. Tamer walks
out from behind the smoke. Tamer stands at the top of the ramp soaking in
the crowd. Tamer pats his title that is around his waste. Tamer rolls his
neck and begins to make his way down the ramp. Tamer hops up on the apron
and enters the ring. Tamer takes his title and places it on his shoulder.
Tamer climbs on the turnbuckle and raises his title in the air. Tamer goes
to all four corners. Tamer then stands in the middle of the ring and pats
his title, then turns around in a circle pointing to the crowd. )

*DING DING*

(Ignition comes out of his corner and points at Tamer’s belt.)

JR: He wants that belt!

(Tamer shakes his head no.)

King: You’re going to have to go through him if ya want it Ignition!

(Ignition sprints towards Tamer!)

JR: Ignition misses with the clothesline! Tamer turns around!

(Tamer hits Ignition with a big boot to the face!)

JR: What a boot! Ignition is down.

(Tamer grabs Ignition’s hair and puts him in the corner. Tamer with a chop!)

*SMACK*

JR: OHHHH what a chop!

(Ignition grabs Tamer and reverses the situation!)

JR: Tamer in the turnbuckle now! Ignition with the text-book reverse!

(Ignition raises his arms to the crowd.)

JR: Ignition hitting Tamer with a furry of punches to the midsection!

(Ignition finishes punching Tamer in the midsection, and smiles)

*SMACK*

JR: Ignition finishes it off with a chop from hell!

(Ignition backs up and Tamer collapses to the mat.)

JR: Tamer nails Ignition with a DDT.
Tamer goes for an Asai moonsault, but Ignition side-steps and Tamer
only hits air.
Ignition is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ignition runs into the ropes.
Ignition almost takes Tamer's head off with a clothesline
Ignition whips Tamer into the ropes, but Tamer reverses it.
Ignition almost takes Tamer's head off with a clothesline
Ignition executes a bodyslam on Tamer.
Ignition nails Tamer with a kick to the midsection.
Ignition punches Tamer.
Ignition punches Tamer.
Tamer hits Ignition.
Ignition kicks Tamer.
The crowd is really behind Ignition.
Ignition chops Tamer.
Tamer kicks Ignition.
The crowd is going crazy.
Tamer goes for a DDT, but Ignition counters it with a small package.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ignition throws Tamer out of the ring.
Ignition goes through the ropes.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Ignition shoves Tamer into the guardrail.
Ignition smacks Tamer with a devastating clothesline .
Len Stanley counts: 1.
Len Stanley counts: 2.
Ignition whips Tamer into the guardrail.
Ignition uses a kick to the midsection on Tamer.
Ignition gets back into the ring.
Tamer follows him back in.
Ignition runs into the ropes.
Tamer locks Ignition in a sleeperhold.
Ignition is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Ignition grabs the ropes after holding out for 7 seconds.
Tamer goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Ignition counters it with a small package.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ignition punches Tamer.
The crowd is going crazy.
Ignition punches Tamer.
The crowd is really behind Ignition.
Tamer kicks Ignition.
Ignition chops Tamer.
Ignition hits Tamer.
Ignition punches Tamer.
The crowd is really behind Ignition.
Tamer punches Ignition.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer punches Ignition.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Ignition chops Tamer.
There are lots of chants for Ignition.
Ignition hits Tamer with an armbar takedown.

JR: These two have been going at full steam for the better part of this
match and it doesn’t look like they are slowing down!

(Tamer kicks Ignition in the stomach and delivers a DDT!)

JR: Ignition is down! Tamer goes for the pin! ONE! TWO! TH- KICK OUT!!
IGNITION KICKED! That one was close King!

King: Not close enough JR.

(Tamer picks Ignition up and puts him in the corner!)

JR: Tamer looks like he is putting Ignition on the top here! What on earth
is he doing King?

King: Hopefully winning JR, but let’s see!

(Tamer climbs up and grabs Ignition’s head!)

JR: Look at this! DDT FROM THE TOP!! IT’S GOTTA BE OVER!!

(Tamer hooks the leg.)

JR: ONE!! TWO!! TH- NOOO KICK OUT!! IGNITION KICKED OUT!!

(Tamer sits up and looks frustrated.)

JR: What does Tamer have to do!

Ignition attempts to place Tamer on the turnbuckle, but Tamer blocks it.
Ignition hits a dragon suplex on Tamer.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Ignition whips Tamer into the ropes.
Ignition misses with a clothesline.
Tamer hits an Asai moonsault on Ignition.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tamer takes Ignition down with a DDT.
Tamer takes Ignition down with a sidewalk slam.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer takes Ignition down with a T-Bone Suplex.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.

(Tamer has Ignition locked up in a side-headlock.)

JR: Ignition is trying to pry his way out of this lock, but nothing is doing
King, Tamer has this thing on tight!

(Ignition pushes Tamer to the ropes, and Tamer bounces off with the hold
still on!)

JR: Ignition just can’t get this thing off!

(Ignition drops to his knees and Tamer lets go of the hold, Tamer rails
Ignition in the face with a hard punch.)

JR: Tamer with a vile punch to Ignition’s jaw!

(Ignition returns back with a punch up.)

JR: Ignition hitting Tamer with all he has left in his tank, which isn’t
much right now!

Crowd: IGNITION! IGNITION! IGNITION!

(Tamer throws a punch.)

JR: Ignition blocked it! Ignition returns with another punch!

(Ignition works his way up to his feet nailing Tamer in the face with
punches along the way!)

JR: Ignition is up, and this crowd is behind him!!

(Ignition grabs Tamer and throws him to the ropes! Tamer comes off and
Ignition tags him with a power-packed clothesline)

JR: OH MY!! Ignition just send Tamer to Hell and back with that clothesline!

(Tamer gets up slowly, and Ignition kicks him in the stomach!)

JR: DOUBLE-ARM DDT!! IT COULD BE OVER!!

(Ignition doesn’t go for the pin, he climbs the turnbuckle instead. Ignition
jumps!)

Tamer executes the The Whip on Ignition.
Tamer goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Tamer.

*DING DING*

(The camera cuts to the back where Stone Cold Bruiser is watching the monitor. He shakes his head and leaves.)

(Lowedown is standing with Flame inside their locker room when the door opens and closes. Lowedown turns around to see who it is but sees no one. Flame taps him on the shoulder and points to him to look lower. When he does he sees Scotty Scott standing there.)

Lowedown:Sorry Scotty, but you must be at least this tall to ride.

Scotty: All funny <bleep> aside... Is yer head right tanight?

Lowedown:Tonight? I'm looking for to tonight and getting a bit more of Master Z. And you know I don't mind a lil' Tyrone in the mix as well.

Scotty: Ya know I never thought we would be taggin' up 'gain after last year. But ya know what is kinda funny?

Lowedown:What's kind of funny.

Scotty: This almost feels like the ol'days.

Lowedown:How's that?

Scotty: Back ta the days when we were in the Union a long time ago. I never got a chance ta tell ya this... But ya've made me proud.

Lowedown:I made you proud? After that Hell in the Cell and the 90 minute match? I gotta hear this.

Scotty: Everytime ya went out there and won that title my chest swelled a lil' 'coz I thought of how much we both been through here in the BMWF. All those roads we traveled down. How ya were there when the chips were down. How ya were there when I needed ta get back in the BMWF and yer own lawyers found the loopholes in that Loser Leaves the BMWF contract with Maverick. Even when ya beat me for the title.... I was still proud of ya.

Lowedown:I'm a lil' confused here partner. Where's this coming...

Scotty: Then recently when my Dad passed away... Ya were there every night askin' me how thin's were goin' letting me know that ya were in muh corner. So when I heard that we were taggin' up tanight....

Lowedown:Hang on brother. You know we haven't always seen eye to eye and then again, we have been through alot together. What I did that night for you and your father was for respect and for our longtime friendship. Whether you and I are tagging tonight or looking at each other across the ring, there's always that respect.

Scotty:Tanight we have a serious threat in the form of Tyrone Smith and Master Z. Master Z sayin' this and that 'bout me and yerself. Makes me sick. Tyrone, a monster that I helped create. 'Nother man that I helped in this business but right now he ain't makin' me proud. I say tanight we show both of them what pride and dignity is all 'bout.

Lowedown:I got no problem with that.

(Scotty extends his hand in friendship as Lowedown accepts it.)

From Cleveland, Ohio... weighing in at 288 pounds...
"The Master and Ruler of the World" The BMWF World Champion...Master Z

("Victory" plays over the PA. The audience begins to boo as Master Z emerges from behind the entrance curtain. Master Z steps out holding the world title high above his head. The belt sparkles as Master Z slowly turns 360 degrees showing off to the crowd. Z replaces the belt around his waist and flexes. Master Z enters the ring, gives Tyrone Smith a dirty look, then taunts both Lowedown and Scotty Scott. Master Z grabs a microphone.)

Master Z: Lowedown my pal... So we meet again! You think that attack on Live phased me for one second? Maybe you don't know who I am! Lowedown, my name is Master Z! I'm the single most celebrated athlete in BMWF history!

(Master Z hands off his belt at ringside.)

Master Z: You're jealous and it's as simple as that, Lowe! As long as I'm here, I will outshine you! As long as Master Z is here you will always be over shadowed by me! I am the man who built the BMWF! This title is staying right here!

LILLY: His partner...
From Kingston, Jamaica... weighing in at 410 pounds...
Tyrone Smith

(The lights go out. Sirens wail throughout the arena. The noise begins to
slow until stop)

PA: MORE.... HU.... MAN...

(A wall of flames erupts from the stage as White Zombie's "More Human Than
Human" blares over the PA. When the wall dies down, there is nobody on the
stage)

JR: Tyrone isn't showing!!! He's sold Master Z out! It's going to be a
handicap match! Master Z against Lowedown and Scotty Scott!

King: Who saw that coming?! I mean, we saw Tyrone run off with Sarah
earlier! Do we really expect him to come back out and wrestle?!

LILLY: Their opponents...
From Phoenix, AZ... weighing in at 255 pounds...
LoweDown

PA:BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

(Suddenly, "Because of You" by Nickelback begins to play as Lowedown and Flame make their way out of the entrance to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown looks around the arena and then rushes towards the ring. Lowedown and Flame stop inches from the ring and then leap up onto the apron and watch the pyro shoot out from all four corners. Lowedown climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle and then sits down on the 2nd turnbuckle...)

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott walks out to the cheers of the fans. He stands there looking down towards the ring. HIs eyes appear glazed over as he looks at Master Z and Tyrone MSith in the ring. Then he looks at Lowedown. They shake hands once more and walk down to the ring together.)

LD:Alright! Which one of you crazy peeps of mine asked for this match on the internet?

(Crowd laughs)

LD:You know and I know that the bWo and the Union aren't always in the same lunch line and shopping at the same malls people, but tonight is a bit different! Tonight, I get another chance to soften up that sonofableep right over there! Tyrone, I love ya brother. However, this is business and I'm in the mood for some business! So Tyrone, it looks like you and I can finally get a lil' bit of our freak on! Anything on your mind Scotty?

(Lowedown hands the microphone to Scotty...)

Scotty: Ya know... Master Z has been talkin' 'bout how I'm washed up. Tyrone talkin' 'bout how I am an old man... But there is one thin' that I think both of them have forgotten... I have victories over both of'em. Tyrone, I have beaten ya all over the world and ya still think ya can just come out here and dominate me. Master Z granted ya've beaten me just 'bout every time we have faced off.... But I remember one cold December night when ya wanted to win the Hardcore title.... Ya met Zabu, who was the Hardcore champion, and a guy called the Shadowy Figure. I beat ya that night and held the Hardcore title for the second time. Now tanight, we met 'gain. Seems everythin' old is new 'gain. I remember that night one of the Shadowy Figures at ringside was this man right here.

(Scotty pats Lowedown on the chest.)

Scotty: Then as everyone says the rest was history. Tanight is a special night for me... It is a night that I will get muh second victory over ya ever.... So Master Z... Tyrone Smith....

(Lowedown suddenly pulls the microphone away from Scotty for a moment much to the surprise of Scotty...)

LD:Beat US...if you can...

Scotty: Survive.... If we let ya's.....

KING: Tyrone just pulled a Rachel Pitt on us all. This isn't going to sit well with Bruiser! he has to edit the whole match!

JR: There's the bell!
Master Z goes for a DDT, but LoweDown throws him off.
LoweDown uses a dropkick on Master Z.
LoweDown asks the fans what they want to see.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown almost takes Master Z's head off with a short clothesline
LoweDown goes for a Gorilla Press, but Master Z blocks it.

JR: Master Z has Lowedown by the hair!

(Master Z begins to repeatedly headbutt Lowedown in the face drawing blood from his nose.)

JR: The referee is trying to break the hold, but Master Z's grasp is too great!

(Master Z drops Lowedown to the mat. He lies unconscious as Master Z struts around taunting Scotty Scott.)

Master Z runs into the ropes.
LoweDown hits a Gorilla Press on Master Z.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown covers Master Z.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
LoweDown hits a pumphandle slam on Master Z.
LoweDown tags out to Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott hits a scissor kick on Master Z.
The crowd is behind Scotty Scott all the way.
Scotty Scott nails Master Z with a belly-to-back suplex.

Scotty Scott puts Master Z in a crossface chickenwing.
Master Z tries to escape the hold.
Master Z reaches the ropes after being locked up for 11 seconds.
Scotty Scott tags out to LoweDown.
LoweDown goes for a Gorilla Press, but Master Z blocks it.

(Master Z grabs Scotty Scott on both sides of his head and lifts him high in the air.)

JR: Master Z is crushing the skull of Scotty Scott! He's kicking and screaming!

(The referee is asking Scotty if he wants to give up, but Master Z keeps rotating so the referee can't see his response.)

JR: Master Z is trying to hurt Scotty here!

(Master Z slams Scotty to the mat. Scotty lies motionless holding his head.)

JR: What is Master Z doing now? He's badmouthing Tyrone Smith his partner? Is there some unwritten rule that Master Z can't get along with ANYBODY!?!?!

JR: Master Z has been trying to expolite the size difference between him and Scotty.

King: He has been using his strength advantage as well.

JR: Master Z whips Scotty into the ropes... SCOTTY JUST SPEARED MASTER Z AND IS POUNDING THE HEAD OF Z INTO THE MAT!!!!!!

King: I can't believe it!!!!!

JR: Master Z has turned on his stomach and Scotty is sending forearm smashes to the back of Master Z's head.

(Lowedown scoops up Master Z and carries Z over towards the corner of Tyrone Smith and delivers a fallaway slam right into the chest of Tyrone Smith that sends him off of the ring apron. Lowedown spins around just in time to watch Z and Tyrone fall to the floor. Lowedown looks around the arena as he suddenly bounces off the ropes and leaps over the top rope and falls on both men...)

JR:GOOD LORD! Lowedown just caught air!

King:Who does he think he is? Michael Jordan?

JR:Lowedown wants to show up Master Z any chance he can!

JR: Scotty has opened up a cut on Master Z's head.

King: That is a nasty cut.

JR: SCOTTY IS BITING THE FOREHEAD OF MASTER Z!!!!

King: This referee needs to get more control.

JR: Now Scotty is pounding that open wound on Master Z's head.

King: Look at the blood flying!!!! This is worst than any horror movie ever!!!!

JR: Scotty is now digging his fingers into that open wound!!!!

JR:Wait a minute! Lowedown just grabbed the leg of Scotty and he's pulling him back down! Z can't deliver the Atomic driver!

King:Look at this! Lowedown shoved Master Z to the ground as Lowedown is now trying to balance himself on the ropes!

JR:Lowedown is leaping off the top rope! He just caught Master Z with the Going Down!

King:He landed on the sternum of Z!

(Master Z pokes Scotty Scott in the eyes and pulls Lowedown in over the top rope. Master Z rebounds off the ropes and hits both opponents with a double clothesline. Master Z lifts Scotty Scott up and gorilla press slams him out of the ring.)

JR: Now Master Z is turning his attention to Lowedown! He's choking him!

(Master Z lifts Lowedown to the top turnbuckle by his throat. Z continues to climb to the second rope.)

JR: Both Lowedown and Scotty Scott are in the ring now attacking Master Z!

(A wall of flames erupts from the stage. Tyrone comes running through the
wall as it dies down and hits the ring)

JR: Here comes Tyrone!

Tyrone nails Lowedown with a boot to the stomach.
Tyrone hoist Lowedown up....

POWERBOMB ON LOWEDOWN!!!!

Tyrone looks at Scotty Scott... wait...
Tyrone nails Master Z with a devastating clothesline.
Tyrone has Master Z in a Torture Rack

King: That only means one thing JR...

*SLAM*

JR: GANJA DROP!!! GANJA DROP ON MASTER Z!!!!!

(Tyrone stares again at Scotty Scott, who has been standing in a ring corner
watching Tyrone take apart Lowedown and Master Z. Tyrone walks over and hugs
Scotty Scott as the crowd boos and then leaves the ring)

JR: Tyrone Smith has come, he has attack and he is now gone just as fast as
he came... I have no idea what to make of what we have just seen..

JR: Lowedown is up!

KING: Turn around Master Z!

JR: Master Z turns and kicks Lowedown in the groin! Master Z and Lowedown are rolling around on the mat exchanging blows!

Here comes Scotty Scott!

We have ourselves a real slobberknocker here folks!

JR: Ha ha, Look at Master Z!

JR: Master Z has snuck out of the pile of bodies, slid out of the ring under the bottom rope, and is high-tailing it out of here clutching that world title belt to his chest! Master Z has escaped the brawl!

(Master Z stops on the entrance ramp, turns, and laughs.)

(Suddenly, "Prime Time" by Promoe begins to play over
the P.A. Four figures step out onto the ramp. They
are Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde, Truck, Rachel Pitt, and
Aquatic. Clancy is carrying a microphone.)

Clancy: Lowedown! Lowedown, m'boy! First of all,
let me applaud you and Mr. Scott on a well-fought
match!

(Clancy and the others applaud.)

Clancy: But it seems that in all th' hustle and
bustle of this evening's events, Prime Time forgot all
about the challenge that was issued last week by yo'
li'l crew....the bWo, is it? Well, we're a special
"diplomatic team" who has been selected by our
organization t'let y'all know what we've decided. So,
bWo, Prime Time's decision is...

(At this moment, five figures come sliding down from
the rafters on rappelling ropes. It's the rest of
Prime Time! They land in the ring and surround
Lowedown, who at this point is all alone. Lowedown
looks around, realizing he's been ambushed. That's
all the pause he gets, though, as Prime Time
immediately sets in on him. Kolic rushes at him, but
gets knocked back by a stiff punch. The Eco-System
are next, but they get taken down with a double
clothesline. That's all the distraction needed
though, as Tamer and Vernon Vanderbilt nail him from
behind with a double dropkick. By this time, Kolic,
Mineral, and Inferno are back up and in the fray.
Everyone takes their turns beating on Lowedown, until
he is finally subdued. The Eco-System hold him by the
arms and Kolic grabs him around the neck, holding him
up. Tamer nails Lowedown with some punches to the
face, weakening him further. Then Vernon steps in,
looks the dazed Lowedown over, and slaps him across
the face. He turns around as if to walk away, but
instead bounds off the ropes and strikes Lowedown with
an End of the End, taking him down. As Clancy, Truck,
Rachel, and Aquatic make their way to the ring, Prime
Time stands victorious over Lowedown.)

Clancy: First off, son, I think it's pretty damn
obvious that Prime Time accepts the challenge. Now,
as for a stipulation, well, we sho' thought long 'n'
hard about this one. Now, to reiterate for all th'
fans out there, if the bWo wins this li'l challenge
match o' theirs, then they gets t'spend a day in the
Prime Time mansion an' film it for an installment of
our reality program. Now, as much as y'all don't
deserve t'be settin' foot in our home, we're gonna
grant y'all that proviso. Now, as for our
stipulation...y'all gonna like this. We propose that
the bWo, at No Way In, has t'give the crowd a
traditional, bWo style, everybody in the ring promo.
There's gon' be a li'l twist, though. Y'all are gon'
have t'let a team of writers, hired by Prime Time,
take care of it for ya. It's gon' be scripted, and
y'all have to read it as is. We'll even give y'all
cue cards. That pretty much sums it up, I reckon.
Now, if you'll excuse us, we must be going, as we have
more important things t'do than stand around here
lookin' at you all day. bWo! Y'all might wanna come
clean up this trash in the ring. We hear it belongs
to y'all!

(On that note, Prime Time makes their exit as their
theme song blares over the loudspeakers)

JR: Master Z has caught up with Tyrone! Master Z just decked Tyrone Smith!

(Master Z kneels next to Tyrone Smith, lifts his head, and begins to punch him in the face with a pair of brass knuckles.)