Date : 02/21/2005
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Bi-Lo Center Greenville South Carolina

(The show opens inside the Bi-Lo Center Greenville South Carolina. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Happy New Year, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Bi-Lo Center Greenville South Carolina! Welcome to BMWF Bedlam! I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and what a show we have for you tonight!

(A limousine pulls into the Bi-Lo arena as the crowd looks at the Bruisertron to see who it is. As the door opens up, Lowedown steps out of the limousine and the crowd erupts. Flame then emerges from the limousine wearing next to nothing in her bikini top and shorts. Michael Bole walks up and nearly drops his microphone when he sees her outfit...)

Flame:I told you I should have worn the skimpier one. He almost dropped his microphone.

Lowedown:If you wore that one, we wouldn't be on television baby.

Flame:You're probably right. It would have to be a pay-per-view for me to wear that one.

King:WEAR IT AT BRUISERMANIA! WOO-HOO!

Lowedown:You know baby? I think we'll save that one for Bruisermania and make it a special day for the King.

King:I feel like it's my birthday at Bruisermania!

Lowedown:Tonight Michael, we get some answer taken care of. We figure out why things didn't go the way they should have this week. Why the Judge and I are together facing Ezekial and Harry? Do you have any idea?

Bole:I don't know. Maybe you or the Judge will be able to find out what happened with your match requests.

Lowedown:I think so. But I am going to ask for a special stipulation to next week to have some more fun with the Judge.

Bole:What do you mean?

Lowedown:Well, I guess I can let it out of the bag tonight. With the upcoming matches that the Judge and I asked for, I am going to ask Bruiser to make it a "Finisher match" for fun.

Bole:A finisher match? What do you mean by that?

Lowedown:Well Bole, you know how I have a variety of finishers right?

Bole:Yes?

Lowedown:And the one I love the most is the Downtime right?

Bole:It is a very effective finisher.

Lowedown:Well, I'm suggesting this. Next week, when I face Scotty and the Judge faces Master Z, I am asking Bruiser to make it a match where in order to win, the Judge has to beat Master Z with the Downtime and I have to beat Scotty with the Gavel Smash. How cool is that Bole?

Bole:That sounds like a very interesting idea. Do you think the Judge will go for it?

Lowedown:If he's the man I think he is, he'll go for it. Now Michael, take one last look at Flame and then we will be off to talk to the peeps alright?

(Michael Bole looks Flame up and down and then has his eyes covered by Lowedown's hat...)

Lowedown:That's enough ya perv! Nuff said? Interview...over.

(Both Lowedown and Flame make thier way into the arena...)

fade...

JR: That sounds interesting, but I hear that Bruiser will make them pay all their TP to use each others finishers like that!

KING: They have to pay Bruiser in toilet paper? Wow! He must need some Pepto!

JR: Not that kind of ... Oh, forget it! We'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Dork The Clown

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Boston, MA...
Weighing in at 350 pounds...

Matt "Choo-Choo Train" Boom


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Dork The Clown almost takes Matt Boom's head off with a flying clothesline
There are lots of chants for Dork The Clown.
Dork The Clown hits Matt Boom with a flying forearm.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Dork The Clown throws Matt Boom out of the ring.
Dork The Clown goes through the ropes.
Rick Patrick counts: 1.
Dork The Clown uses a chop on Matt Boom.
Dork The Clown throws Matt Boom back into the ring.
Dork The Clown hits Matt Boom with a flying forearm.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Dork The Clown complains about a slow count.
Matt Boom hits Dork The Clown with an inside cradle.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Matt Boom goes for a double underhook suplex, but Dork The Clown
counters it with a backdrop.
Dork The Clown nails Matt Boom with a reverse neckbreaker.
Dork The Clown goes for a piledriver, but Matt Boom counters it with a backdrop.
Matt Boom acts like a train.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Matt Boom goes for an eye gouge, but Dork The Clown blocks it.
Dork The Clown uses a headbutt on Matt Boom.
Dork The Clown hits Matt Boom.
Dork The Clown has the crowd going wild.
Dork The Clown hits Matt Boom.
The crowd is going crazy.
Dork The Clown executes a powerslam on Matt Boom.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Dork The Clown nails Matt Boom with a kneebreaker.
Dork The Clown hits a piledriver on Matt Boom.
Dork The Clown nails Matt Boom with a chop.
Dork The Clown whips Matt Boom into the ropes.
Matt Boom and Dork The Clown get hit with a double clothesline.
Matt Boom punches Dork The Clown.
Dork The Clown hits Matt Boom.
The crowd is going crazy.
Dork The Clown executes the Whoopie Cushion on Matt Boom.
There are lots of chants for Dork The Clown.
Dork The Clown goes for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Dork The Clown!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Backstage, we find Kevin Storm preparing for his upcoming
Cruiserweight title tournament match. Suddenly, a massive figure
approaches from behind, a mild shimmer of gold appearing behind
Storm's right shoulder.)

ALEXEI: We meet again.

(Storm jumps and spins around to face Alexei, an immediate look of
disdain appearing on his face.)

STORM: What do you want? Didn't you get enough last week?

ALEXEI: This isn't a case of *me* not getting enough, Storm. I'm
conducting an experiment. An experiment in your psyche. I want to know
what it takes to get you to act like a human being, not like some
devine puppet. I saw the anger in your face as soon as you saw me,
Storm, so I want to *really* see it. That's why, I brought a friend.

(Alexei steps to the side, revealing Omori-san standing behind him.
The elder Japanese man moves to Alexei's side.)

ALEXEI: The way I see it, plain English isn't helping, so perhaps if I
have Omori-san translate into Japanese for you, it might sink in
faster.

STORM: Will you stop wasting my time? I have a match to prepare for.

(As Alexei speaks, Omori-san translates in Japanese.)

ALEXEI: Ah, yes, the Cruiserweight Championship. Striving, once again,
for glory you'll never attain. That's probably why I find you so
entertaining, Storm. You constantly crawl and claw to reach a plateau
that will always be out of your range. You strive for championship
gold, yet you'll keep coming up short. You strive to defeat me, but we
all know that will *never* happen. And I'm sure you'll strive to one
day be World Champion, and I think that's the most priceless one of
all. Storm, in case you missed the point, you're a failure. You'll be
known not for being a great Cruiserweight, not even a great wrestler.
You'll just be known as another reject. Another failure. Another...
jobber.

(Storm is getting more irate, but remains silent. He swings his nine
iron over his shoulders, hooking his arms over each end of it and
stretching as he turns his back to Alexei. Alexei grabs one end of the
nine-iron and spins Storm around.)

ALEXEI: Don't you turn your back on me. You don't disrespect your
superiors, and I will *always* be your superior. You see, Storm, you
don't get it. You waste your life worshipping an invisible old man,
but let me tell you this. *I* am your God. I'm real, flesh and blood,
and I am more than capable of smiting you if I see fit. So put your
energy to something more useful and stop having your dilusional
fantasies--

(Kevin screams at the top of his lunges, his face full of rage, knocks
down Alexei Romanov with a clothesline. Kevin raises his nine iron
over Alexei, but Omori-san grabs him by the arm, stopping him. Kevin
shakes Omori-san off. Kevin turns, swinging his nine-iron...)

*THUD*

(Kevin nails Omori-san with it. Omori-san goes down. Kevin starts to
strike him repeatedly.)

*THUD* *THUD* *THUD* *THUD*

(Just then, Kevin stops, and looks at his nine-iron.)

Kevin: What am I doing...

(Kevin looks down at Omori-san)

Kevin: Oh God... I'm so sorry...

(Kevin immediatly starts running. Alexei is getting up, yelling at him)

ALEXEI: You can't deny your rage, Storm! You can't deny who you are!
You are an animal!!

(With Storm out of sight, Alexei returns his attention to Omori-san.
He notices the old man, motionless and bleeding, and anger flows over
his face.)

ALEXEI: Medic!

(Fade...)

>>>

(Camera cuts to the Syndicate Locker Room. Dizi MacPhearson is hanging a very pretty dress up. Her brother comes up behind her.)

Donnie: That's a little fancy for your match tonight, isn't it?

Dizi: You think? I wasn't sure it was enough. I was going to dress it up with some nice heels.

Donnie: Really?

Dizi: (smiles brightly at her brother) No, not really. It's for after the match.

Donnie: Why? What's going on after the match?

Dizi: I'm seeing Tamer.

Donnie: Tamer... Diz, you can't.

Dizi: Yes, I can!

Donnie: No... remember... the match between me and Clancy?

Dizi: That doesn't matter.

Donnie: Yes, it does!

Dizi: Nuh uh. Aquatic said so.

Donnie: Aquatic doesn't know...

Dizi: Look, the stipulation was the you won, so Tamer can't some near me. But I'm going to go to him. I did it last week...

Donnie: You what?!

Dizi: I went and saw Tamer last week. He told me that that picture was just because she was in Prime Time. And they were never together. So, I told him I needed to think about it... and I did... and I'm going to see him tonight and I want to look pretty.

Donnie: You always look great. But, Dizi, I don't think seeing Tamer would be a good idea...

Dizi: But, you're not going to see him. I am!

Donnie: Look, Diz, you can't trust Tamer or anything he says. He's lying to you.

Dizi: No, he's not!

Donnie: Yes, he is! Everything he told you last week was a lie. And I don't want you hurt again.

Dizi: Prove it.

Donnie: Dizi...

Dizi: I've got to get changed for my match. I do have a match, right?

Donnie: Yeah, you and new best friend against Moody and Alexis.

Dizi: Jammin!

(Dizi grabs her ring gear and disappears into a changing room. Donnie sighs, then opens his briefcase. He pulls out a VCR tape and looks at it thoughtfully.)

FADE

>>>

(The scene opens backstage where we see alexis terrion standing with the Women’s Title over her shoulder.)
 
Alexis: One loss. I lose one match and suddenly everyone is saying, is Alexis for real? Was her Women’s title win a fluke? Well I am here to tell you it was no fluke. Last week, Dizi did beat me. But that will not happen again. Dizi’s was a lucky one. In fact I may have underestimated her. That will not happen again. That wretched bubblegum girly will not beat me again. Dizi and Aquatic cannot even begin to compare themselves to me. For I am the current Women’s champion. They are just former women’s champions, Former being the most important part. They couldn’t keep the gold. They also failed in not only the tournament for this title but also for the tag titles.  I will prove that Dizi’s win last week meant nothing. First I will win the tag match tonight. As long as Moody stays out of my way. Then at Final Countdown I am making a challenge to either Dizi or Aquatic whomever wants to take it. If they win the tag match tonight they can choose who faces me. When I win I choose my opponent. Yes that is more then fair.  So the challenge is on girls Oh and if you think you will be attacking me from behind again. Do not even try it. You attack me you forfeit your title shot. Have a wonderful day today girls.
 
(Alexis grins and walks off as we fade.)

LILLY: This contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall.

At a total combined weight of 293 pounds...
From Siena, Italy... weighing in at 118 pounds...
Alexis Terrion

(“Blow Me Away” by Breaking Benjamin plays over the PA system. There are no fancy lights or pyrotechnics. A beat up Alexis Terrion steps out from behind the curtain. Alexis is dressed in a vivid candy apple red catsuit with black wrestling boots and she has The BMWF Women’s Championship around her waist)
 
King: The Beautiful miss Terrion. Look at her JR!
 
 JR: Alexis has made a pretty bold challenge
 
King: Well she’s only lost once. She has everyright to be bold
 
JR: Well that loss last week was to Dizi. Who could win this tag match and go on to face Alexis at final Countdown
 
 (Alexis just walks straight for the ring. She completely ignores the fans.)
 
King: How do you know Alexis won’t win this match and choose Dizi as he ropponent
 
JR: I highly doubt that.
 
(When Alexis reaches the ring she climbs the steps and stands in her corner waiting for the bell to sound.)

LILLY: Her partner...
From Miami, FL... weighing in at 175 pounds...
Judge Moody

PA: All rise for the honorable...JUDGE MOODY!

(The Judge Judy theme hits the PA system as Judge Moody appears behind the curtains to a chorus of boos from the crowd. She stomps down the ramp and enters the ring, raising her gavel in the air to both sides of the packed crowd. Moody takes off her judge robe and waits for her opponent.)

JR: Judge Moody teaming with BMWF Women's Champ Alexis Terrion for the first time here tonight!

King: Judge Moody has made it clear that she wants the BMWF Women's title! Can these two get along?

LILLY: Their opponents...
Led to the ring by Donnie MacPhearson...
At a total combined weight of 261 pounds...
From Clearwater, Florida... weighing in at 130 pounds...
Danielle "Dizi" MacPhearson
Her partner...
From Seymour... weighing in at 131 pounds...
Aquatic

PA: I came, I saw, I kicked some *BLEEP*, the pain, I cause, it makes me laugh, because the way I do my thing is strange...I just inject myself into your veins...

("The Wreckoning" by Boomcat plays over the PA System as Aquatic and Dizi come out. Aquatic is carrying Dusty. Dizi starts to wander off to the side to talk to some fans, but Aquatic steers Dizi towards the ring, making sure Dizi is clear when the pyro goes off.)

PA: Can't run, can't hide, there's no way out, the sun, will rise, and it's about....time for the Wreckoning...about time for this girl to sing...

(Aquatic hands Dusty to a crewperson, then hops up to the ropes and flips over. Dizi wanders around the ring talking to fans. Aquatic calls Dizi over and she slides in under the bottom rope.)

King: So Maelstrom is going to wrestle Alexis and Moody?

JR: I suppose so. You think they may become a regular team now?

King: Alexis and Moody? They don't seem as affable as Aquatic and Dizi.

JR: Affable does not mean large-chested.

King: Really?

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

JR: And the Women's Tag Team match has just started.

King: Four sets of puppies, JR!

JR: Dizi is in against Alexis. I don't think Alexis has forgotten her loss to Dizi last week in the singles match.

King: It doesn't matter, JR! It was a non title match!

JR: Dizi and Alexis lock up in the center of the ring.
Dizi quickly turns the hold into a top wristlock.
Alexis is close to the ropes, though and the referee is calling for the break.

King: Dizi barely released that hold!

JR: She released it at the four, JR.

King: She should have let go earlier, that referee needs to warn her.

JR: Alexis Terrion hits Dizi with a back heel kick.
Alexis Terrion runs into the ropes.
Alexis Terrion hits an Asai moonsault bodyblock on Dizi.
Bart Farinus counts: One, kickout.
Alexis Terrion whips Dizi into the ropes, but Dizi reverses it.
Dizi hits Alexis Terrion with a backdrop.
Dizi goes for a dropkick, but Alexis Terrion side-steps and Dizi only hits air.
The crowd is booing Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion uses a back heel kick on Dizi.
Alexis Terrion punches Dizi.
The crowd is booing Alexis Terrion.
Dizi kicks Alexis Terrion.
The crowd is starting to get behind Dizi.
Dizi hits Alexis Terrion.
A small "Dizi" chant is being started.
Dizi chops Alexis Terrion.
A small "Dizi" chant is being started.
Dizi takes Alexis Terrion down with a bulldog.
Dizi goes for a headlock takedown, but Alexis Terrion counters it with
a back suplex.
In turn, Dizi counters it with a flip.
Dizi goes for a bulldog, but Alexis Terrion blocks it.
Alexis Terrion kicks Dizi.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Alexis Terrion chops Dizi.
Dizi chops Alexis Terrion.
Dizi punches Alexis Terrion.
The crowd is starting to get behind Dizi.
Dizi tags out to Aquatic.
Judge Moody enters the ring and lays out Dizi.
Alexis Terrion and Judge Moody whip Aquatic into the ropes.
They hit Aquatic with a double backdrop.
Judge Moody leaves the ring.
Alexis Terrion hits Japanese suplex on Aquatic.
Alexis Terrion goes for jumping heel kick, but Aquatic blocks it.
Aquatic hits an Asai moonsault on Alexis Terrion.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Aquatic executes a German suplex on Alexis Terrion.
Bart Farinus counts: One, kickout.
Aquatic whips Alexis Terrion into the turnbuckle.
Alexis Terrion comes back and rocks Aquatic with a kick to the midsection.
Alexis Terrion hoists Aquatic high into the air with delayed vertical suplex, th
en sends Aquatic crashing hard to the mat.
Alexis Terrion goes for Rolling Legbar, but Aquatic counters it with
an elbow to the back.
In turn, Alexis Terrion counters it with a side step.
Alexis Terrion hits a hurricanrana on Aquatic.
A fan at ringside badmouths Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion uses a springboard spinning leg lariat on Aquatic.
Alexis Terrion is eliciting a sizable round of boos.
Alexis Terrion nails Aquatic with a back heel kick.
Alexis Terrion takes Aquatic down with Japanese suplex.
Alexis Terrion further incites the crowd.
Alexis Terrion nails Aquatic with a hurricanrana.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Alexis Terrion throws Aquatic over the top rope.
Bart Farinus issues a warning to Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion rolls out under the bottom rope.
Alexis Terrion nails Aquatic with jumping heel kick.
Bart Farinus counts: 1.
Alexis Terrion motions at her body and stands still for the crowd to admire her.
Alexis Terrion is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Judge Moody comes over to make it two-on-one.
Dizi comes over, but gets cut off.
Judge Moody nails Aquatic with a dropkick.
Alexis Terrion grabs a chair.
Alexis Terrion takes a running start and springs off the chair.
Alexis Terrion executes an enzuigiri on Aquatic.
Judge Moody tags in Alexis Terrion.
Judge Moody goes for a clothesline, but Aquatic counters it with a crucifix.

JR: Aquatic and Judge Moody have really been going at it.
Both these women need to get to their corners and tag.

King: That's right, JR! This match needs some fresh puppies! I mean wrestlers!

JR: Aquatic has Judge Moody by the hair and is dragging her back to Maelstrom's corner.
Aquatic makes the tag!
Dizi is in and she's on fire!

King: Dizi is all over Judge Moody!

JR: Dizi punches Judge Moody.
Dizi kicks Judge Moody in the gut.
Dizi is setting Judge Moody up for a vertical suplex!

King: Dizi has Judge Moody up!

JR: And Dizi sends Judge Moody down!
Wow! The impact from that was heard in the rafters!

Dizi hits Judge Moody with a shoulderblock.
Dizi puts Judge Moody in an armlock leglock submission.
Judge Moody makes it to the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Dizi gets distracted by the crowd, seems genuinely happy to see them all, smiles
, waves, talks to them as if she knows them.
The crowd is starting to get behind Dizi.
Dizi hoists Judge Moody high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Jud
ge Moody crashing hard to the mat.
Dizi goes for a dropkick, but Judge Moody side-steps and Dizi only hits air.
Judge Moody catches Dizi in ankle lock.
Dizi is struggling to reach the ropes.
Dizi tries to escape the hold.
Dizi is barely hanging in there.
Bart Farinus asks Dizi if he should stop the fight.
Dizi shakes her head.
Dizi gets ahold of the ropes after 28 seconds.

JR: Judge Moody makes it back to her corner and tags in Alexis.

King: Alexis looks lovely tonight, doesn't she, JR?

JR: Well, yes, King, she does.
And Alexis takes Dizi down with a dragon screw leg whip.
Dizi might be in some trouble here.

King: Dizi is dizzy!

JR: Yes, King, very amusing.
Dizi is back to her feet.
Alexis attempts an enzugiri but Dizi ducks.
Alexis lands on her feet, but Dizi hits a beautiful standing drop kick!
Dizi is back up and has Alexis by the hair!

King: Hair pulling is illegal! Get in there ref!

JR: Dizi has Alexis set up for a back suplex.
Dizi executes a back suplex on Alexis!
Dizi isn't letting go!
Dizi has Alexis back up for another suplex!
Dizi hits another back suplex on Alexis!
Dizi's going for a third suplex!
Dizi back suplexes Alexis a third time!
Dizi bridges and has Alexis in pinning position!

King: No! C'mon, Alexis! Kick out!

JR: The referee is in position for the count!
One! Two! Judge Moody makes the save.
Dizi gets distracted by the crowd, seems genuinely happy to see them all, smiles
, waves, talks to them as if she knows them.
A small "Dizi" chant is being started.
Dizi uses a dropkick on Judge Moody.
Dizi tags out to Aquatic.
Alexis Terrion enters the ring and lays out Dizi.
Judge Moody and Alexis Terrion whip Aquatic into the ropes.
They hit Aquatic with a double backdrop.
Alexis Terrion leaves the ring.
Judge Moody uses a snap mare on Aquatic.
Judge Moody uses a dropkick on Aquatic.
Judge Moody hits a hurricanrana on Aquatic.
Judge Moody hoists Aquatic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends
Aquatic crashing hard to the mat.
Judge Moody takes Aquatic down with an arm bar.
Judge Moody runs into the ropes.
Aquatic takes Judge Moody down with a back elbow.
Aquatic goes for a bulldog, but Judge Moody counters it with a back suplex.
Aquatic sprays blue mist.
Bart Farinus calls for the DQ.
A few fans are booing Judge Moody.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winners are Alexis Terrion and Judge Moody!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene opens on an empty hall. Dale walks out of a room about thirty feet away and walks towards the camera with an open bottle of water. He reaches the camera and takes a sip of the water then puts the bottle onto a crate that is resting beside him.)

Dale: I told you all. I told you that Paddy would be eliminated and he was. Now there are only two people left. Kevin and Fujita. Kevin surprised me as well. He got the pin on Paddy. I thought I would but hey, it doesn't matter, Kevin will be rid of my worries soon. Possibly tonight, hopefully tonight. If he isn't at least I know I wont be eliminated. Fujita can't handle me, Kevin can't handle me, I don't think anyone in the cruiserweight class can. Well, maybe the Judge, but he may also be going heavyweight if not already. Look, I got here a bit late, I am due for an interview with Bole, mind following? Okay, let's go.

(Dale grabs his water, takes a sip, and starts walking down the hall. He passes the camera and the camera turns around and follows.)

Dale: In only a few minutes, I will be in the ring with two guys I have seen last week, and I think this may be a case known as dejavu. But this time Paddy isn't in it and Kevin wont be leaving the ring the victor. In fact, he may not leave the match a contestant next week. I would rather face Fujita then Kevin any day. Because Fujita is in no way better than Kevin, so why not eliminate Kevin in the match? Oh, were here.

(Dale walks towards Bole in a greeting fasion.)

Dale: No room this time Bole?

Bole: Hello to you too Dale.

Dale: Look, I have a match soon, let's get to the questions now.

Bole: It's not my fault your late.

Dale: Bole, don't push your luck with me.

Bole: I was just kidding. Look, your first question is... How do you feel about being in the second round and not being eliminated in the first?

Dale: Well Bole, I am happy I wasn't in Paddy's shoes, probably because they are so small that the bones in my feet would shatter. But, in any case, I am happy to have advanced and not be eliminated. This is a BIG deal. You lose this as a cruiserweight, you lost a chance of a lifetime. I can't afford to miss this chance.

Bole: I see. Well, who do you want to eliminate, or hope is going to be eliminated this round?

Dale: Kevin definately. It isn't because I feel he is a threat to me, but Fujita would be an easier person to fight, you know? I would also rather face Fujita in the final round because I have respect for him.

Bole: And you don't have respect for Kevin?

Dale: In all honesty, no I don't. I hate those cocky types. I know I am a tad cocky, but Kevin is just... I wont get there.

Bole: Well, this is a bit off the subject but, is this Scotty feud going to intensify or is it cooling down?

Dale: I have no idea. We haven't really seen much of each other so I can't really answer that. I can say though that that match with him is still on!

Bole: Okay. Sorry, I have nothing much else to say. Thanks.

Dale: Okay, I have to go get into ring clothes anyway. Bye.

Bole: Bye.

(They both part in different directions and the scene fades.)

>>>

JR: Things have been heating up in the Tag Team division!

King: Yeah, there is actually another team besides the champs!

JR: And last week the champs lost by DQ!

(The camera changes out to the parking lot. The loud rumbling of a 2005 GTO can be heard as the black car slows to a stop and the engine shuts off. The camera pans up and Dreadnaught steps out of the driver’s side. The camera pulls back and reveals William Black and Spirit waiting for Dreadnaught. Black looks very agitated.)

Black: You’re late!

(Dreadnaught smirks and grabs his duffle bag from the car. He puts it over his shoulder and then looks at Black as he closes the door of the car.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, I know I’m late, but you eliminated me in the Chamber, so deal with it!

Spirit: He does have a point!

Black: Yeah, yeah, well, besides being late, how are you feeling?

Dreadnaught: I’m feeling it tonight! We gave the Tag Champs everything they could handle last week, and we beat them. DQ or not, they lost to Deadly Medley. So tonight, we cause a little more destruction, and wake up Ash and Scotty some more!

Black: That sounds good! How about you let me focus on Ash tonight?

Dreadnaught: Hey, that ugly BLEEP is all yours! By the way, I picked something up for us!

(The camera pans behind the three as Dreadnaught pulls something out from his bag.)

Spirit: Those are nice!

Black: Hey... Those are nice.  They'll go with what I got for us perfectly.
(Spirit holds back a laugh and looks at Dreadnaught.  You'll see when we get to the locker room.  Dreadnaught just sort of nods.)
 
Dreadnaught: You got the right. This cat in LA designs all my pieces. I figured it would set us off as we start our march to the Tag Team Titles!

Black: I like the sound of that! Wait ‘till the fans see what we bring to the ring tonight!

King: I want to see!

(The camera pans around in front, but the items are already put away.)

Dreadnaught: Let’s just save these for our match!

Black: Yeah, the Deadly Medley is in town!

JR: Seems like they have some surprises for Bedlam tonight!

>>>

(Paddy O’Brien is talking to some
crew members)
 
Paddy: So you guys know anything about
this Ron ‘The Thinker’ guy?
 
Crew Member #1: Yeah, he’s the new kid. 
Also didn’t he attack you the other week?
 
Paddy: Um… I think I remember.  Actually
yeah, that’s the guy who’s been running his
mouth of about me.
 
Crew Member #2: I think that’s the guy.
 
Paddy: So tonight I have a match against this
Ron ‘The Joker’ Johnson?  See what I done there?
 
Crew Member #1: Very funny.
 
Paddy: I try my best.  I need to think of a way to get
that blasted Cruiserweight title, boys I may be out,
but I’m certainly not down.

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by Jennifer Nardelli...
Fighting out of Trenton, NJ...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Ronald "The Thinker" Johnson

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Tipperary, Ireland...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

"Irish" Paddy O'Brien 
 
(The arena lights dim and the Irish flag appears
on the Bruisertron)
 
P.A: She won't come, just when you want it…
 
(Suddenly, ‘Top O’ The Morning To Ya’ by House
of Pain blares over the P.A.)
 
P.A: Ya see, I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun…
 
(‘Irish’ Paddy O’Brien appears at the top of the
entrance ramp.  He is dressed in a tight black tank
top, with baggy white trousers.  He is slim build,
but with very well defined upper body, evidenced
by the tank top.  In one hand he carries the Irish
flag, the other a microphone)
 
Paddy: Cut the music!
 
(The music cuts abruptly, and Paddy continues in
a strong Irish drawl)
 
Paddy: Ronny boy, time for you to show me what
you can do in the ring.  Let’s see if I can actually
concentrate for the whole match to pick up the win.
 
*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Paddy O'Brien runs into the ropes.
Paddy O'Brien misses with a kick.
Paddy O'Brien goes for throat punch, but Ronald Johnson ducks out of the way.
Ronald Johnson goes for a hurricanrana, but Paddy O'Brien counters it with
a piledriver.
Paddy O'Brien hits Ronald Johnson with a series of kicks to the leg.
Paddy O'Brien goes for a series of kicks to the leg, but Ronald Johnson
blocks it.
Ronald Johnson goes for a bodyslam, but Paddy O'Brien counters it with
an elbowsmash.
Paddy O'Brien nails Ronald Johnson with 10 punch in corner.
Paddy O'Brien goes for throat punch, but Ronald Johnson blocks it.
Ronald Johnson nails Paddy O'Brien with an atomic drop.
Ronald Johnson goes for a piledriver, but Paddy O'Brien blocks it.
Paddy O'Brien goes for Canadian backbreaker into turnbuckle, but Ronald Johnson
blocks it.
Ronald Johnson whips Paddy O'Brien into the ropes, but Paddy O'Brien
reverses it.
Paddy O'Brien misses with a clothesline.
Ronald Johnson goes for a flying clothesline, but Paddy O'Brien
ducks out of the way.
Paddy O'Brien whips Ronald Johnson into the ropes, but Ronald Johnson
reverses it.
Paddy O'Brien hits throat punch on Ronald Johnson.
The crowd is cheering on Paddy O'Brien.
Paddy O'Brien takes Ronald Johnson down with a dropkick.
Paddy O'Brien covers Ronald Johnson.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Paddy O'Brien throws Ronald Johnson into the turnbuckle.
Paddy O'Brien hits Ronald Johnson with a left jab.
Paddy O'Brien hits a left jab on Ronald Johnson.
Paddy O'Brien goes for a dropkick to the knee, but Ronald Johnson
side-steps and Paddy O'Brien only hits air.
Ronald Johnson whips Paddy O'Brien into the ropes, but Paddy O'Brien
reverses it.
Ronald Johnson almost takes Paddy O'Brien's head off with a flying clothesline
Ronald Johnson goes for a bodyslam, but Paddy O'Brien blocks it.
Paddy O'Brien whips Ronald Johnson into the ropes.
Paddy O'Brien hits Ronald Johnson with a dropkick.
Paddy O'Brien
points to his downed opponent and says,"IIs that Irish enough for ya?".
Paddy O'Brien is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Paddy O'Brien runs into the ropes.
Ronald Johnson executes a backbreaker on Paddy O'Brien.
Ronald Johnson covers Paddy O'Brien.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Ronald Johnson uses a hurricanrana on Paddy O'Brien.
Ronald Johnson goes for a diving headbutt, but Paddy O'Brien
rolls out of the way.
Paddy O'Brien
points to his downed opponent and says,"IIs that Irish enough for ya?".
Paddy O'Brien is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Paddy O'Brien runs into the ropes.
Paddy O'Brien misses with a shoulderblock.
Ronald Johnson almost takes Paddy O'Brien's head off with a flying clothesline
Ronald Johnson sends Paddy O'Brien into the turnbuckle.
Ronald Johnson runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Paddy O'Brien
moves out of the way.
Paddy O'Brien goes for a European uppercut, but Ronald Johnson blocks it.
Ronald Johnson chops Paddy O'Brien.
Ronald Johnson punches Paddy O'Brien.
Ronald Johnson acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Ronald Johnson goes for a full nelson, but Paddy O'Brien counters it with
a go-behind.
Paddy O'Brien uses Canadian backbreaker into turnbuckle on Ronald Johnson.
Paddy O'Brien is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Paddy O'Brien nails Ronald Johnson with an Asai moonsault.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Paddy O'Brien gives the sign for the Shamrock Drop.
Paddy O'Brien executes the Shamrock Drop on Ronald Johnson.
Paddy O'Brien goes for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is really behind Paddy O'Brien.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Paddy O'Brien!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Vlad and PJ Sykes are seen in the hospital; PJ is completely wrapped up with bandages, with both of his hands and right leg being in casts and suspended over the bed. Vlad is sitting next to the bed, rocking back and forth, clearly worried about his manager’s health. He is wearing worn out jeans, a matching vest and a black hoodie, covering his head. They both keep quiet for a while until PJ coughs and tries to move.)
 
Vlad: PJ! You wake up! How you feel?
 
PJ Sykes: Ahghhhh . . . bad, I am in pain Vladdy, horrible pain. Alexei Romanov must have been trying to kill me last time, ooooh my leg!
 
Vlad: Poor PJ, you want doctor? Ron Johnsovitch is good doctor, Vlad call Ron for you?
 
PJ Sykes: No Vlad, he’s not the kind of doctor I need right now, or ever. Stay away from him, you hear? Oooooh, the pain . . . I can’t even think without hurting.
 
Vlad: Vlad never let PJ hurt again. Vlad promice! PJ always good to Vlad, PJ . . . like father to Vlad.
 
PJ Sykes: Oh Vlad, PJ loves you too.
 
Vlad: Why Romanovitch hurt PJ?
 
PJ Sykes: Because he is a bad, bad man Vladdy. I was at the warehouse to wish both of you good luck, but Alexei grabbed me and said that he was going to hurt me. I was so scared for our lives Vladdy. He also said something about you being retarded and a disgrace to the Russian people.
 
Vlad: WHAT? Vlad not retard! When he say that?
 
PJ Sykes: Just as he was about to hit me . . . oh oh, he said something reeealy bad about your mother too.
 
(Vlad begins hyperventilating and grunting louder and louder.)
 
Vlad: Ghrhghgrh . . . arghghr . . . I want to fight Romanovitch. I not loose again this time.
 
PJ Sykes: That’s what I wanted to hear Vlad, you will have your revenge, but first, you need to get rid of Ravven and Sandmann, you’re fighting them both, tonight. I need to see where that anger of yours is going to take you. They stand between you and Alexei right now, and so you need to eliminate them.
 
Vlad: I CRUUUSH their heads . . . ghghrghgh . . . I BREAK them in half.
 
PJ Sykes: Do it, and don’t fail me again. Now go, PJ needs his rest.
 
(Vlad pats PJ Sykes on the shoulder and quickly leaves the room. PJ Sykes slips his hands out of the casts and starts dialing a number on his mobile phone.)
 
PJ Sykes: Hey, it’s me, what’s the status? Uhuh . . . uhuh . . . no, not yet, buy when they reach 85.
 
FADE OUT

>>>

 (The scene opens up on Dale eating a sandwich he sees the camera and hurries to put the sandwich up. After doing so he looks at the camera somewhat embarrassed.)

Dale: Sorry, I had no time to eat dinner, or lunch, or in fact breakfast. I had to hurry to this place from being out of town for a while. My sis has been having trouble. She had a tumor removed and it may possibly be growing back. Not a good time. I had to come back to work because she wished me to win the title for her. It will make her happy after all these years of being down. We have had a pretty tough life. Now I am going to see it through that I win this tournament match type thing to give her just a little bit of happiness. She deserves it.

(Dale puts the bag with his sandwich aside and gets up. He drinks some of his water ad walks towards the camera.)

Dale: There is nothing on my list now, nothing with Scotty, or anything except fulfilling my sisters wishes, and I will succeed. Neither Kevin nor Fujita will stop me. And if by any chance I lose and someone else wins the title, I WILL COME AFTER THEM. My sister has been through hell and wishes for me to gain that title, so NO ONE will stop me! She also hates to see me like this so I will calm down. Now, if you would excuse me, I have a dinner to eat. BYE.

(Dale grabs his stuff and walks off while the scene fades.)

LILLY: This contest is a 2-on-1 handicap match scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by PJ Sykes...
From Novosybirsk, Syberia...
Weighing in at 280 pounds...

Vlad
 
(The arena lights begin pulsating to the sound of Steve Vai’s ‘Bad Horsie’ as Vlad steps out from behind the curtain. He is rotating his shoulder blades and stretching his neck muscles; Vlad quickly starts running towards the ring, slides under the ropes and positions himself in the center of the mat. He assumes a low fighting stance and begins waiting for his opponents.)
 
JR: Never wastes time, does he?
 
King: Trying to get this over with before his rage runs out.
 
JR: By the way, where’s that hockey stick?

LILLY: His opponents...
From Philadelphia, PA... weighing in at 244 pounds...
"The Extreme ICON" Sandmann

("Enter the Sandmann" plays as Sandmann comes to the stage along with Embalmer. Sandmann downs a few beers as he walks down the stage. Embalmer chugs a jar of embalming fluid. Sandmann lights a cigarette as he crosses over the guardrail, stands on a chair and pours a beer down a moronic fan's gullet. Embalmer starts to pour embalming fluid down the guys throat, but Sandmann stops him before he can cause the fan any harm. Sandmann then enters the ring.)

LILLY: His partner...

Led to the ring by The Embalmer and Francine...
From Short Hills, New Jersey... weighing in at 235 pounds...
Ravven

("Come Out and Play" by Offspring blares over the P.A. As the lights go all around the building out from the curtains and onto the stage steps Ravven. He is greeted with a mixed reaction from the crowd, mostly boos. Francine steps out gets a major league crowd pop. Ravven does the crucifix with his arms but gets booed by the crowd. Embalmer comes to the stage as well. They walk to the ring. Once there, Ravven rolls under the ropes, stands up and gives the crucifix sign. Francine enters between the second and top ropes revealing her skimpy panties as she does so. Ravven sits down in the corner. The music stops and the lights come up.)

(As Ravven rolls under the ropes, Vlad grabs him by the hair and pulls him into the ring. Vlad whips Ravven against the ropes, catches him on the rebound and tosses him with a belly-to-belly suplex. Sandmann goes for a clothesline, but Vlad counters with a bodyslam. Ravven comes from behind with a dropkick on Vlad.)
 
JR: They must work together to tame that crazy Russian.
 
King: Careful JR, he is not crazy, just mentally challenged.

*DING DING*
 
(Sandmann whips Vlad into the ropes, Ravven catches Vlad with a swinging neckbreaker. Ravven and Sandmann start kicking Vlad as he tries to get up. Ravven tries a gutwrench supplex on Vlad but he is not strong enough to lift Vlad, Vlad grabs Ravven and Sandmann and pulls them towards each other; they bounce off.)
 
JR: Vlad did say something about crushing them.
 
(Vlad grabs Ravven and Sandmann and gives them a double bearhug.)
 
King: Indeed.
 
(Vlad runs towards the corner and slams Ravven and Sandmann against the turnbuckle. Vlad pulls Ravven towards himself, and delivers a gutwrench inverted brainbuster, planting Ravven’s head into the mat.)
 
JR: That’s how a gutwrench supplex works boys.
Vlad goes for a fisherman buster, but Ravven blocks it.
Ravven hoists Vlad high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Vlad cra
shing hard to the mat.
Ravven kicks Vlad.
The crowd is going crazy.
Vlad hits Ravven.
Vlad chops Ravven.
Ravven hits Vlad.
Vlad kicks Ravven.
The crowd is booing Vlad.
Vlad kicks Ravven.
The crowd is booing Vlad.
Ravven hits Vlad.
Ravven nails Vlad with a kneelift.
Ravven uses a dropkick on Vlad.
Ravven takes Vlad down with a stomp.
Ravven goes for a front facelock, but Vlad counters it with a backdrop.
Vlad is going for the cover.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Vlad does a hockey goal scoring celebration.
The crowd is booing Vlad.
Vlad nails Ravven with a headbutt.
Vlad whips Ravven into the ropes, but Ravven reverses it.
Ravven uses a bodyslam on Vlad.
Ravven tags out to Sandmann.
Sandmann nails Vlad with an elbowsmash.
Sandmann uses a bodyslam on Vlad.
Sandmann covers Vlad.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Sandmann goes for a bodyslam, but Vlad counters it with an elbowsmash.
Vlad kicks Sandmann.
Sandmann chops Vlad.
Sandmann kicks Vlad.
The chants for Sandmann are deafening.

Sandmann chops Vlad.
Sandmann runs into the ropes.
Sandmann hits Vlad with a kick.
Sandmann nails Vlad with a slingshot somersault splash.
Sandmann takes Vlad down with a hiptoss.
Sandmann goes for a kick to the midsection, but Vlad blocks it.
Vlad runs into the ropes.
Sandmann hits Vlad with a kick.
Sandmann throws Vlad into the turnbuckle.
Vlad comes back, but is met with a clothesline.
Sandmann goes for a kick to the midsection, but Vlad blocks it.
Vlad hits Sandmann with a fisherman buster.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Vlad executes a headbutt on Sandmann.
Vlad uses a fisherman buster on Sandmann.
Vlad places Sandmann on the turnbuckle.
Vlad uses a top-rope Frankensteiner on Sandmann.
Earl Hepner counts: One, kickout.
Vlad gets a hangman on Sandmann.
Sandmann is inching his way towards the ropes.
Sandmann grabs the ropes after holding out for 15 seconds.
Vlad executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Sandmann.
Vlad runs into the ropes.
Sandmann uses a kick to the head on Vlad.
Sandmann tags out to Ravven.
Ravven and Sandmann whip Vlad into the ropes.
They hit Vlad with a double elbowsmash.
Ravven and Sandmann hit Vlad with a double vertical suplex.
Ravven and Sandmann whip Vlad into the ropes.
They hit Vlad with a double fist to the midsection.
Sandmann hits Vlad with a kick to the head.
Ravven goes for a back suplex, but Vlad turns in mid-air and lands on him.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Sandmann leaves the ring.
Vlad executes sit-out powerbomb on Ravven.
Vlad locks Ravven in the torture rack.
Ravven breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
Ravven goes for a bodyslam, but Vlad blocks it.
Vlad places Ravven on the turnbuckle.
Vlad goes for a top-rope Frankensteiner, but Ravven counters it with a powerbomb
.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
There are lots of chants for Ravven.
Ravven goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Vlad counters it with a side suplex.
Vlad uses a running powerslam on Ravven.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Vlad does a hockey goal scoring celebration.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.

(Ravven whips Vlad against the ropes, Vlad goes for a big boot but Ravven ducks it and Vlad knocks the referee over the ropes and out of the ring. Ravven hooks Vlad and hits him with a DDT. Sandmann goes for the pin.)
 
JR: Who is going to count this one?
 
(Ravven signals Sandmann to get off and climbs the turnbuckle, Ravven jumps off but Vlad rolls out of the way and out of the ring. Ravven falls hard on the mat. Vlad reaches under the ring and takes out his hockey stick.)
 
King: There’s that hockey stick.
 
(The referee is slowly beginning to shuffle outside the ring. Vlad hooks Sandmann’s legs with his hockey stick from under the ropes, trips him over and pulls him outside the ring. Vlad slides into the ring, assumes a low fighting potition, waits for Ravven to get up to his knee, accelerates, swings back and delivers a slap shot to Ravven’s head. Ravven is knocked back, he begins spitting blood.)
 
JR: Ravven must check with the dentist after this one.
 
(Sandmann climbs into the ring and clotheslines Vlad, knocking the hockey stick out of his hands, which falls near Ravven. Ravven appears dizzy and is trying to stand up; he finds the hockey stick and uses it to support himself up. Sandman nods at Ravven, who grabs the hockey stick with both hands and smacks the knocked down Vlad. The referee gets back into the ring...)

JR: Ravven just fell down and has the hockey stick across his own chest!

KING: HA HA HA! He's pulling an Eddie Guerrero!

JR: Vlad is starting to get under the crowd's skin.
Earl Hepner calls for the DQ.
Ravven is getting a good reaction from the crowd.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winners are Ravven and Sandmann!

KING: HA HA! It looks like Ravven can lie, cheat and steal, too!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Aquatic is walking around backstage giving an interview to Michael Bole.)

Aquatic: So not only did I not gain the Women's Championship belt, but I have not been able to claim the Women's Tag Titles! It's ridiculous!

Bole: Well, don't worry Sheila. I have good news.

Aquatic: How could you possibly have good news?

Bole: I just saved a bunch of money on my...

Aquatic: Don't say it!

Bole: ....I have to if I want to get paid though...I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to-

Aquatic: THAT'S IT!

(Aquatic grabs a steel chair and begins to chase Michael Bole.)

PA: MEICO. A 15-Minute Call Could Save You Up To-BZZZZZZZZTTT

(We cut back to Aquatic destroying the computer projectng the MEICO image with a steel chair.)

Aquatic: I HATE YOUR COMMERCIALS!

FADE

>>>

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room. Vernon is at his makeup mirror, arranging
himself. Tamer is at the other end of the room, doing pushups. Vernon sighs and looks over at
Tamer, who seemingly doesn't notice. Vernon stands up and walks over to him. Tamer pauses and
looks up at Vernon.)

Tamer: Yes?

Vernon: Can we talk for a minute?

(Tamer stands up, taking a break from his workout and wiping his face with a towel.)

Tamer: Sure. What's on your mind?

Vernon: Let's have a seat on the couch.

(They sit down.)

Vernon: Things have been rather tense around here lately, don't you think?

Tamer: Yeah.

Vernon: So perhaps there are some issues that need to be discussed. I know you've been going
through a lot lately, and I guess I was just wondering if there's anything you'd like to say, to
me or whatever.

Tamer: I'm good. Thanks for the thought.

Vernon: Is that it? Nothing to say about...other situations? Nothing bothering you?

Tamer: Vern. is there something on your mind?

Vernon: Well, I just kinda got the vibe that maybe you're...displeased, or something....you know,
about....things. I'm just trying to relate, you know? We've both been a little...shut off from
the world lately. I just think that if there's anything to talk about, then we should be
communicative. That's all.

Tamer: Vern, I'm not one for beating around the bush. Yes, all right I've been dealing with a lot
lately. But it seems to be getting okay. I've got this thing going on but I can handle them. You
just won a title. You have a "lover" so you should be happy. Right?

Vernon: Well, you're right. I do have a title, and that's great. But I had to fight Kolic to
get it, and, truth be told, I almost feel guilty about that. As far as my love life
goes...well...I'm sort of single again. But this is all beside the point. I guess what I'm
getting at is...well, I just don't want you to be mad about what happened at the Bedlam
Bowl...with Clancy, you know? I mean, I was trying to help because it seemed like the only way I
could do anything to make the situation better, you know? It's what friends do. Maybe I should
have stayed out of that match. Hell, Clancy should never have agreed to it without consulting
you, but you need to know we were both just trying to help. In all seriousness, I feel absolutely
horrible about everything, and I just don't want it to damage our relationship. I love you...like
a brother. I just don't want you to be mad at me, Tamer. That's all.

Tamer: Look Vern. I can't say your recent actions make any sense to me. The thing with Kolic, the
mess up with Clancy. Stuff happens though. I'm not mad at you; lately I'm just disappointed.

(Vernon looks somewhat hurt as he considers this statement.)

Vernon: Do you think I haven't been disappointed about this? Tamer, it's tearing me to shreds to
think I may have hurt you, even inadvertently. I know I've been...different...lately. I've been
going through a lot of changes since I returned to the BMWF. I've been questioning my place in
things, my place in the world. I've been through more than you could ever know over the last
year. All I'm trying to do is get my fire back, my passion. This situation with Kolic...it's
hard to explain. I'm being totally honest here, because I think I can be with you. Lately, I've
had reservations where Kolic is concerned. His new attitude confounds me. I'm hoping that by
working together we can come to a better understanding of each other. I didn't ask for that match
against him. That was the administration. You know I'd never do that.

Tamer: And I didn't ask for the Donnie, Clancy match. But it still happened. You gotta deal with
consequences. Don't try to avoid them. I don't blame you for what happened with Danielle and me.
It's not your fault. I blame myself and I plan to fix it. You got your problems and you can fix
those. I want to be there, to help. I just can't right now.you're my brother, hands down man. But
she's more important. I'm nothing without her. I need her. She's there for me when the lights are
off and the fans have left. She gives me a life beyond all this.

Vernon: Well. I see. I truly see.

(Vernon looks away.)

Vernon: If this is how you feel, how you think things need to be, I suppose I can respect that.
I just...I just wanted to...well, yeah. Um, I think I'm gonna take a walk or something. I've got
that match with Alexei and all, you know. Uh...yeah. I guess I'll leave you alone now.

(Tamer stands up.)

Tamer: Good luck tonight man.

Vernon: Yeah. You too.

(Vernon abruptly exits.)

Tamer: He'll be all right.

(Tamer turns on some music and goes back to working out as we fade.)

>>>

(The scene opens with Master Z walking through the backstage area. Before long he breaks into a jog.)

Master Z: Ready or not... Here I come!

(Master Z takes a studder step before slamming his shoulder into Tamer's locker room door. The door breaks off the hinges and Master Z rushes in.)

*CRACK*

(The camera catches up to Master Z revealing that he is on top of Tamer beating him in the face with a pair of brass knuckles.)

Master Z: I've been waiting patiently for you, Tamer!

(Master Z rips Tamer to his feet by his hair before clotheslining him over a nearby folding chair. The back of Tamer's head hits the cement floor. Master Z falls on top of him.)

Master Z: Get up, fool!

(Master Z lifts Tamer to his feet, grabs ahold of his tights, and throws him head first into the wall. Tamer breaks through the wall and hangs motionless between his locker room and the next.)

(Master Z brushes the drywall off his shirt, smiles, and exits the way he came.)

PA: I WAS BORN TO REIGN!

("Born to Reign" by Will Smith hits the PA system as tons of pyros go off around the stage. The Judge appears from behind the curtains to get a mixed reaction from the crowd. He walks about half-way down the ramp and then raises his gavel in the air and brings it down, each time igniting a black and white pyro behind him. The Judge continues down the ramp and enters the ring, taunting the fans. Judge grabs a mic from ringside and addresses the crowd.)

Judge: Lowe, in a month and one week, we will be stepping inside the ring for one of the greatest altercations ever seen in BMWF history. But tonight, we're being forced to team together. I know what BMWF Management was thinking when they signed this match, they probably thought that you and I would kill each other rather than team up like what you and Master Z did leading up to your Bruisermania match last year, but you and I are better than that. We have a respect for each other, and that's what is going to make our Bruisermania match a classic.

(The crowd cheers.)

Judge: But Ezekiel and Hardcore Harry on the other hand, do not have my respect. Ezekiel maybe had my respect during our five match series, but then he showed the real coward that he has and got a cheap win on me. Zeke, tonight I promise you there will not be any cheap wins. And Harry, he is always claiming that he can hang it with me and can keep up with me in the ring, but Harry, you're not even in my league! How many times do I have to beat you before you realize that?

(The Judge walks to the center of the ring.)

Judge: Tonight, Lowedown and I will defeat the team of Ezekiel and Hardcore Harry, and THAT...IS...FINAL!

("Born to Reign" begins to play as The Judge taunts the crowd.)

JR: A bold statement from The Judge! He seems pretty sure that he and Lowedown will be victorious here tonight!

King: I hope he loses just to see the look on his face!

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