Date : 10/11/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Omaha Civic Arena Omaha Nebraska

(The show opens inside the Omaha Civic Arena Omaha Nebraska. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Hello, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Omaha Civic Arena Omaha Nebraska! Welcome to BMWF Bedam! I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and what a show we're gonna have for you tonight! Tonight, The World Champion Master Z takes on Witherspoon in a non-title match!

KING: Master Z is making these rookies wish they were in the WWFE!

JR: And now, somewhat of a first! We're going straight to our first match!

KING: What? No World Champion Master Z promo?

JR: Nope!

KING: No long Lowedown promo?

JR: Nope!

KING: No Tyrone Smith promo?

JR: Nope!

KING: Not even pics of Scotty Scott's honeymoon?

JR: Definitely not!

KING: YAHHHH!

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by Jack Vickery...
Weighing in at 217 pounds...

Steve Korino

KING: Who the heck is Jack Vickery?

JR: Korino's manager!

KING: YAHHHH!

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by The Embalmer...
From Parts Unknown...
Weighing in at 247 pounds...

Ravnos

(The Brood theme plays. A portion of the stage is engulfed in flames. From out of the flames arises Ravnos carrying a goblet full of blood and the Embalmer. They walk to the ring. Ravnos climbs the ringside steps to the ring apron and takes a drink from the cup.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Steve Korino chops Ravnos.
Steve Korino kicks Ravnos.
Steve Korino further incites the crowd.
Ravnos hits Steve Korino.
Ravnos hits Steve Korino.
The chants for Ravnos are deafening.
Ravnos punches Steve Korino.
The chants for Ravnos are deafening.
Ravnos runs into the ropes.
Steve Korino takes Ravnos down with a dropkick.
Steve Korino whips Ravnos into the turnbuckle.
Steve Korino runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Steve Korino goes for a snap suplex, but Ravnos counters it with a small package
.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Ravnos kicks Steve Korino.
The crowd is giving Ravnos a standing ovation.
Steve Korino hits Ravnos.
Steve Korino hits Ravnos.
Steve Korino executes a forearm smash on Ravnos.
Steve Korino whips Ravnos into the ropes, but Ravnos reverses it.
Ravnos hits Steve Korino with an elbow.
Ravnos uses an eye gouge on Steve Korino.
Ravnos kicks Steve Korino.
Ravnos punches Steve Korino.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Ravnos.
Ravnos punches Steve Korino.
Ravnos whips Steve Korino into the ropes, but Steve Korino reverses it.
Ravnos smacks Steve Korino with a devastating clothesline .
Ravnos runs into the ropes.
Steve Korino hits Ravnos with a kick.
Steve Korino gives the crowd the finger.
Numerous fans are using Steve Korino for target practice.
Steve Korino attempts to place Ravnos on the turnbuckle, but Ravnos blocks it.
Steve Korino executes a bodyslam on Ravnos.
Steve Korino nails Ravnos with a spinning DDT.
Steve Korino hits a dropkick on Ravnos.
Steve Korino locks Ravnos in an abdominal stretch.
Ravnos is struggling to reach the ropes.
Steve Korino lets go after 23 seconds.
Steve Korino goes for an eye gouge, but Ravnos blocks it.
Ravnos chops Steve Korino.
Ravnos chops Steve Korino.
Ravnos goes for a double underhook suplex, but Steve Korino counters it with
a backdrop.
Steve Korino hits Ravnos with a facerake.
Steve Korino is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Steve Korino complains about a slow count.
Steve Korino kicks Ravnos.
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Ravnos hits Steve Korino.
The crowd is behind Ravnos all the way.
Ravnos punches Steve Korino.
Ravnos executes the Implant DDT on Steve Korino.
The crowd is behind Ravnos all the way.
Ravnos goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Ravnos!

JR: We'll be right back!

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A crimson red limousine pulls into the backstage parking lot and stops right in front of the other limousines blocking them in from leaving. Lowedown steps
out of the limousine and extends his hand out to bring Flame out. Both stand and look at Michael Bole who looks anxious to get an interview...)
 
Bole:Ladies and Gentlemen, the Hardcore champion once again will step into the ring with White Lightning and Big Kev in a sort of re-match. However, Lowedown's
partner tonight will be William Black who is also in the BWO tournament. Lowedown, can I get your thoughts on tonight's...
 
(Lowedown stops Michael Bole from finishing his question as he pulls the microphone up to his lips...)
 
LD:Before I start my tirade, allow me to apologize to a certain young BMWF superstar here tonight for beating the living hell out of him for the simple reason that
I thought we were going to have a match this week. Iinstead, myself and Black are doing the same thing that Dozer and I did to the same pieces of trash last week.
I guess some people just don't learn do they Zeke. No hard feelings right? I just wanted to give you something to think about whenyou step into the ring with one of the
greatest in this business. Do you know what I mean? I'm sure you do partner. I'll see you next week then. Now that we have that out of the way, let's get down the
real issue at hand. White Lightning and his sidekick Spot!
 
(The crowd begins to boo at the mention of Lightning's name as Flame gives the "thumbs down" in front of the camera...)
 
LD:Michael, last week my brother and I whooped Lightning and Kev without even breaking a sweat and then they jumped my brother in the back and try to take him
out. First of all, if you have been watching some other federation, you would have noticed some other group of wrestlers doing the same thing by driving another
person through a limousine. Kind of pathetic if you ask me. What do you think...brother?
 
(From out of the limousine steps out a bruised up Dozer who has his shoulder wrapped up and he is holding onto a cane. Lowedown steps over and helps his
brother to stand against the limousine. Dozer looks over towards Michael Bole and then motions for him to come over...)
 
Dozer:Come on Michael! I am not able to just run over there and speak to ya!
 
(Michael Bole walks over and brings the microphone over...)
 
Bole:We witnessed an incredible attack on you last wee...
 
(Dozer takes the microphone away from Michael Bole...)
 
Dozer:What a joke that was! A couple of guys who watch some other pay-per-view use the same goofy @$$ move and bust me up! Yeah I might be hurting here, but
I'm still here and I'm standing by my brother no matter what! Even if I have to hobble down to the ring and watch my brother and William Black handle the same two
goofy sonofableeps like we did last week! And I got even worse news for those two. When I get back to my full speed, I'm going to beat the everlovin' hell out of both
men whether they like it or not! These two boys have no idea what they are getting into! Tell em' brother!
 
Lowedown:It seems like Black here is trying to give himself a brownie point by aligning himself with me here tonight and he might be right. Not alot of the other kids
here seem to want to step up and show them how much they want to be part of the biggest thing going here today in the bWo. I don't hear alot of the other guys
trying to impress me at all. You don't truly understand me do ya peeps?
 
Bole:What do you mean exactly?
 
Lowedown:These guys entered my tournament and now that they are in it, they have yet to show how badly they want it. I know Tobey nor Spoon are going to try anything
big to show how much they want in. Howitzer might send a fruit basket or a tin of cookies at least.
 
Bole:What about the "Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne?
 
Lowedown:Fontayne has always been cool with me so he knows where I stand and vice versa. I expect great things from him. I do have one wild card coming out of nowhere
and he is an impressive young man who has great potantial.
 
Bole:Can you give us a hint on who this mystery person is?
 
Lowedown:Well, here is the hint of the day...NO! HAHAHA! I can't let anything out of the basket just yet. All I can say is that we are going to change the rules a bit here. Instead
of a tournament, we are going to have an all out battle royal for the opportunity to become the bWo member that I am looking for. So there will be a few wild cards coming from
out of the woodwork Bole.
 
Bole:Are you saying anyone can be in it?
 
Lowedown:Yep! So I will leave you to sit out here and wait for someone less important alright?
 
Bole:Alright then. Good luck tonight!
 
Lowedown:Tell that to Lightning and Kev!

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(The camera cuts backstage where Michael Bole is shown standing in the hallway somewhere in the Omaha Civic Arena. Standing next to him, wearing the BMWF Light-Heavyweight title around his waist, is The Judge.)

Bole: Judge, tonight you put your BMWF Light-Heavyweight title on the line against AJ Stiles. Can I get your comments on what will go down here tonight?

Judge: Michael, I am sure the fans do not want me wasting my time with my comments on my match with AJ Stiles. In fact, I'm sure even you Michael don't want to hear my comments on my match with AJ Stiles. So just get to the question that's on everyone's mind already.

(Michael Bole looks a little flustered, but continues.)

Bole: Okay Judge, last week on Bedlam Scotty Scott and Ash offered you a chance to join with them. Scotty Scott said himself that if you joined with them, he would elevate your career further than you can even imagine. Well the question everyone is wondering is, are you going to join with Ash and Scotty Scott?

Judge: HA...I knew it Michael. You were just going to butter me up with a stupid question about my match and then start firing away on the real questions! As for your answer Michael, I still don't have an answer.

Bole: You don't have an answer? I'm pretty sure Scotty and Ash will want their answer by...

Judge: Look Bole, I have a lot to think about here...

(The Judge walks off on Michael Bole as the camera fades.)

JR: Will The Judge do it?

(A taxi pulls up to the arena and Dizi hops out of the back, then helps Donnie out of the cab. Donnie is moving slowly, obviously still suffering the effects of the attack from several weeks earlier.)

Dizi: Okay, easy, now...

(Dizi grabs her bag from the backseat and slings it over her shoulder. She takes Donnie's arm and starts to help him towards the arena.)

Donnie: Dizi, I'm okay, I can walk by myself.

Dizi: I know.. I'm just helping. Are you sure you should be here tonight? Maybe you should have stayed home and rested up a couple more days.

Donnie: No, I'm fine. And I don't want a repeat of what happened at Fallout.

Dizi: What happened?

Donnie: Um... you had a title shot.

Dizi: I thought I had a title shot tonight?

Donnie: You do. This is a rematch, because you lost at Fallout.

Dizi: Oh, well, that sucks.

Donnie: Well, you weren't paying attention... and you were losing. If I didn't have someone there to watch your back, you could have been hurt.

Dizi: You had someone there?

Donnie: Yeah, Bob was there.

Dizi: Bob who?

Donnie: Cousin Bob.

Dizi: Oh. You know he looks just like you when he wears a suit?

Donnie: Yeah, I know.

(The siblings finally make it to the locker room and Dizi lowers Donnie into a chair.)

Dizi: You stay here and take it easy. I'll be back in a minute.

Donnie: Where are you going? You have to get changed for your match.

Dizi: Don't worry about it. I'll be back.

(Dizi leaves and Donnie leans his head back on the couch.)

FADE

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(The scene is the backstage area of the Omaha Civic Arena in Nebraska. The doors from the parking area open slowly, creaking- and Brodie Manson walks through. She has her red duffel bag slung over her shoulder and is wearing a red power dress, the same kind that she usually wrestles in. She is wearing her headphones and bang her head relentlessly to the music.)

Brodie: (Making music noises) Girls just wanna have fun….They just wanna….they just wanna…..they just wanna…
 
(She walks in jamming to Cyndi Lauper’s 80’s Hit “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” until she turns the corner, where she almost runs into a janitor mopping the floor. She jumps when she sees him.)

Brodie: GOODNESS! You scared me.
 
Janitor: I’m sorry miss, but please be careful I just mopped this floor.
 
Brodie: I’m sorry?
 
Janitor: I said, “please be careful I just mopped this floor.”
 
Brodie: I can’t hear you. I have my headphones on.
 
Janitor: Then take them out so I can talk to you.
 
Brodie: I can’t hear you. I have my headphones on.
 
Janitor: (Yelling) I JUST MOPPED THE FLOOR! COMRPENDE?
 
Brodie: I don’t like the parking garage that I’m in. It’s always such a long walk to the Women’s Locker Room. I want a closer parking lot, like the VIP one where Bruiser gets to park. I wonder if they’ll let me park there? If I ask nicely? Do you think so?
 
Janitor: Yes, ma’am I think so.
 
Brodie: I can’t hear you. I have my headphones on.
 
Janitor: I SAID YOU COULD ASK THEM!
 
Brodie: Nevermind. I’ll ask them.
 
Janitor: You do that.
 
Brodie: I can’t hear you. I have my headphones on. ANYWAYS, I’m going to go get ready. Goodbye Janitor.
 
(Brodie waves to the man and walks off. She makes it about two feet before she slips on the wet floor, and her CD player goes flying.)
 
*CRASH*
 
Brodie: Ouch!
 
(Brodie looks around and notices that her headphones flew off. She clears some phlegm in her throat.)
 
Brodie: Darn, right at the good part of the song too!
 
(She gets on her knees and begins to collect her things. Once she is all packed, she climbs back to her feet where Michael Bole is waiting for her.)
 
Bole: Hello.
 
Brodie: Hi ya. You caught me at a bad time.
 
Bole: It’s OK, care for an interview?
 
Brodie: Sure! When?
 
Bole: Now?
 
Brodie: Um, ok now is good.
 
(Michael motions with his right hand for the camera crew to come in before he starts the interview.)
 
Bole: So, Ms. Manson, last week was your first match against Francine. It must feel pretty good to have your first BMWF match to be a win.
 
Brodie: (Straightens herself out and acts very professional) Why yes, Michael it does feel good to have a win. Right now I’m feeling completely blissful because so far I stand in the BMWF undefeated.
 
(Michael Bole raises his eyebrows in surprise at the now ‘professional’ Brodie, and continues with the interview.)
 
Bole: How do you feel about the competition in the Women’s Division? It seems that more and more people have shown interest in it since we have gained new competitors.
 
Brodie: I concur with that Mr. Bole, because quite frankly there was a time when the Women’s Division was nothing but filler, or ‘sucky’ as some men would put it. But now that I am here, along with others such as Dizi, Jacklyn and Moody it is to be confirmed that the Women’s Division is now on the rise.
 
Bole: Speaking of Dizi and Jacklyn will you be watching the Women’s Title Match tonight?
 
Brodie: It would be a good idea to watch them work and expand my knowledge but unfortunately it falls under my yoga time slot. So no-go.
 
Bole: You’re not going to watch it?
 
Brodie: Nope, like I said I’ll be doing yoga There simply won’t be any time for it.
 
Bole: Well, what about tonight’s match against Spirit? What are your feelings on that?
 
Brodie: To be honest, I have no idea who this Spirit creature is. But I did talk to some people a little earlier and they mentioned that she was the ‘valet’ or some sort to a Mr. William Black. I’m not sure if she is a regular competitor but I sure hope that she so that the Women’s Division will really take off.
 
Bole: (looking at her suspiciously) You’re acting very weird.
 
Brodie: No Michael, I’m just being sophisticated. It’s what you’re supposed to be during interviews. (Looking back at the camera) Anything else, Michael Bole?
 
Bole: Uh…. (Scratches behind his ear) I think that’s all.
 
Brodie: All right then Michael. Take care.
 
(Brodie turns and strides down the hall towards the Women’s Locker Room.)
 
(close.)

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(The Camera pans in on JR and the King.)

KING: My Sources are telling me we have a camera just entering William Black and Spirit's locker room where the two are getting ready for Spirit's upcomming match against Brodie Manson.
JR: Wow, that was the most you ever said at one time King!
KING: I know! I think I stole your line!
JR & THE KING: Anyway... were's going backstage right now.

(William Black and Spirit are in their locker room. Spirit is wearing a white sleeveless jumpsuit with a red stripe down the left side that splits into a v at her hip and then wraps around to the inside of her leg. She's putting her hair in a ponytail. Black seems relaxed.)

BLACK: Look... it doesn't matter if you win. You just need to stay focused, stick with what you know, and concentrate on making a good impression. This is your first match, so the idea is to make it a good one. You don't hav--

(Spirit cuts him off. Black frowns, looks hurt, and then starts to laugh at her response.)

SPIRIT: For Pete's Sake!!! I know! I know! You're starting to annoy me.

(She punches him on the arm. It's a pretty loud smack, that leaves Black rubbing the spot that got hit.)

KING: Gah! That sounds bad!
JR: Ouch! That looked like it hurt.
KING: I bet she hits harder then he does!

(The Camera returns to the two in their locker room.)

BLACK: Seriously though... I hope you're ready.
SPIRIT: I am.
BLACK: Good. Because you're up next.

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Concord, North Carolina...
Weighing in at 149 pounds...

Spirit

(Spirit makes her in ring debut to the catchy tune from Jet, "Cold Hard BLEEP". She comes out to the ring with William Black, sliding under the bottom rope.)

LILLY: Her opponent...
From Olympia, Washington...
Weighing in at 145 pounds...

Brodie Manson

("Cherry Lips" by Garbage starts to play over the sound system. As the vocals start, the curtain separates and a figure appears in its place. Out steps Brodie Manson, wearing a red power dress and red fairy wings. Brodie blows a kiss to the noisy crowd as she heads down the ramp. She reaches ringside, and Brodie climbs the steps and slips into the ring. Following up, Brodie strides to the center of the ring and completes three neat spins on the tips of her toes before her music cuts off.)

*DING DING*

(Having been trained under William Black, Spirit likewise displays ring ability, taking control of Brodie with a Side Headlock. Brodie reverses by sending Spirit into the ropes. Spirit ducks a clothesline, bounces off of the opposite ropes, and hits with a Flying Clothesline of her own.)

JR: Spirit with a Flying Clothesline! Brodie is down! One! Two! Kickout!
King: Don't hurt the puppies!

(Spirit picks Brodie up by her hair after the near falls and then throws her into the ropes.)

JR: Manson, off the ropes! SPINEBUSTER!!!
KING: That Spinebuster didn't shake the ring quite like William Black's does!
JR: That's because it wasn't delivered from William Black.
KING: Whatever JR!
JR: One! Two! Th-Kickout!

Spirit hoists Brodie Manson high into the air with a backdrop, then sends Brodie
Manson crashing hard to the mat.
Spirit runs into the ropes.
Spirit goes for a clothesline, but Brodie Manson ducks out of the way.
Brodie Manson takes Spirit down with an airplane spin.
The crowd is starting to get behind Brodie Manson.
Brodie Manson goes for an armdrag takedown, but Spirit blocks it.
Spirit hits a low blow on Brodie Manson.
Spirit goes for a DDT, but Brodie Manson counters it with a low blow.
Brodie Manson hits an airplane spin on Spirit.
Brodie Manson hits Spirit with flying headscissors.
Brodie Manson whips Spirit into the ropes.
Brodie Manson misses with an elbow.
Spirit goes for a spear, but Brodie Manson counters it with a kneelift.
Brodie Manson goes for an airplane spin, but Spirit counters it with a facerake.
Spirit runs into the ropes.
Spirit and Brodie Manson get hit with a double clothesline.
Spirit throws Brodie Manson into the turnbuckle.
Spirit runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Brodie Manson lifts her knee.
Brodie Manson hits a DDT on Spirit.
The crowd is starting to get behind Brodie Manson.

Brodie Manson throws Spirit over the top rope.
Bart Farinus gets in Brodie Manson's face and curses her out.

KING: What...? Farrinus should be suspended for cursing! Shame on him! And in front of a lady, too!

JR: Brodie Manson goes outside.
Brodie Manson whips Spirit into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Bart Farinus counts: 1.
Brodie Manson throws Spirit into the ringpost.
A small "Brodie Manson" chant is being started.
Bart Farinus counts: 2.
Brodie Manson nails Spirit with an armdrag takedown.
Brodie Manson nails Spirit with flying headscissors.
Brodie Manson hits Spirit with an airplane spin.
Bart Farinus counts: 3.
Brodie Manson hits Spirit with flying headscissors.
Bart Farinus counts: 4.
Brodie Manson gets back into the ring.
Spirit rolls back in under the bottom rope.

(Spirit comes up with a DDT on Brodie Manson out of nowhere. Spirit takes a second to recover. She picks Brodie up, and then throws her into the turnbuckles. She charges in and hits Brodie with a running clothesline. Then Spirit puts Brodie up on the top rope.)

JR: Spirit has Brodie Manson up top! It looks like she's going for something high risk!
KING: Oh No! I hate watching the Diva's do this stuff! They could hurt the puppies!

(Spirit hooks Brodie up and then comes off the top rope with a Superplex.)

JR! SUPERPLEX! Spirit rolls over on Brodie! The Ref's in position! This could be it!

One, two...foot on the ropes!

(Spirit comes bouncing off the ropes and tries to hit Brodie. Brodie slips to the side and launches Spirit to the ground with a snap mare, then quickly lands a leg drop across the throat)
 
JR: And Brodie fires back with her impeccable speed

King: Man this girl sure does bounce around a lot, JR! I just hope she doesn’t get tired!

(Brodie quickly hopes to her feet and waits for Spirit to get up as well. She grabs Spirit by the hair and sends her flying into the ropes. When Spirit bounces back Brodie wraps her arms around Spirit’s waist and nails a sidewalk slam.)

JR: Wow! What a slam by Brodie! Better go for the cover.

King: I felt that one, man oh man.

JR: The referee is counting 1... 2... Spirit just barely gets it.

(Brodie slams her hands on the mat and quickly locks Spirit into a sleeper.)

King: Spirit may get knocked out here!

(Spirit tries to fight it and manages to get her left hand on the rope. The ref pulls Brodie off of her.)

JR: Brodie is waving her arms in the air! She’s signaling for something? What is it?
 
King: Her finisher, Moonstomach I think!

JR: The Starbelly, King!
 
King: Yeah, that’s it.
 
(Brodie stands patiently as she waits for Spirit to climb to her feet, she waits a few more seconds before lifting Spirit onto her shoulders and dropping Spirit across her knee with thunderous force.)
 
King: That must be worse than a hangover!
 
JR: Now King remember kids watch this show.

Brodie Manson goes for the pin.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is really behind Brodie Manson.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Brodie Manson!

KING: Wow! Spirit loses her first match. Guess she should have chosen Francine as her jobber opponent!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(Tobey Miliken is in the back standing next to Couch with Misty Rivers.)

Couch: Last week as I am sure you all probably remember Tobey Miliken stole the TV title from Howitzer and then spray painted his name on the belt saying that the belt should be his anyways...

Tobey: WHOA NOW HOLD IT COUCH. First of all if you want to be one of those Howitzer sympathizers then go ahead and just say so. But don't come out here ask for my time to speak to me about the TV title and then slam me and say that I stole his belt. The truth is Lois Lane, that I DID NOT STEAL THE TITLE...But that Johnny Come Lately stole it from me.  Yes I took it back away from him last week, but I didn't steal it. Yes I spray painted my name on the title, but only because this title rightly belongs to me anyways. You want the truth Ann Landers, there it is.

Couch: My name is Couch and I would appreciate that you...

Tobey: Well my name is Tobey Miliken, and you better get the facts straight Nancy Drew.

Couch: You know there is no reason for you to call me all of these ricidulous girl names.

Tobey: Oh look Misty, I have made Tammy Fay cry. You going to cry for me? Come on let's see the make up run and let's see you cry.

Couch: I don't need to take this abuse.

Tobey: You know Couch I am not allowed to touch you, but Misty...

(Misty knee's Couch in the groin)

Tobey: Misty isn't a wrestler and she can. Come on babe.

Misty: Don't disrespect Tobey Miliken, tramp.

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(The scene opens showing Tamer exiting his locker room. He has the Intercontinental title on his shoulder. He think about it for a second and tosses the title back inside. Tamer heads down the hallway making a few turns. He arrives at Dizi's locker room and knocks on the door. Donnie calls through the door.)

Donnie: It's open.

(Tamer enters and sees Donnie seated on the couch. Tamer pauses for a second and looks around.)

Tamer: Hey...Danielle isn't here, is she?

(Donnie winces slightly as he gestures to the empty locker room.)

Donnie: Do you see her anywhere?

(Tamer rolls his eyes.)

Tamer: Look. I need to talk to you. And this is serious so leave the wiseguy act behind.

(Donnie gestures to a chair.)

Donnie: Make yourself at home. What's so important?

(Tamer grabs the chair and spins it around straddling it as he sits down right in front of Donnie.)

Tamer: It's about me and Danielle. Now I know you've never liked me. And I can see where you're coming from. But I need you to be behind us. If anything can ever... She looks to you. She...

Donnie: You need me to be behind you? Why would I be? After you lost her in Vegas? And what you did to Axe? You think I want my baby sister to be with someone that's capable of doing that?

(Donnie suddenly starts to laugh.)

Donnie: Oh, wait... I think I know what this is about. The past couple of weeks, she hasn't had much time for you. She's been too busy taking care of me. Now, what? You realize that I'm more important to her than you thought? You realize that I have more influence with her than you thought? You're worried that I'm going to use this to get her away from you, maybe?

Tamer: Okay, yes, alright. Damn, I lost her in Vegas. I can't make that go away. But, what I did to Axe...I was protecting her, defending her. I can keep her safe. Don't pull her away from me. I want her in my...I need her in my..I...

(Tamer smacks the chair unable to get the words out.)

Donnie: Well, Tamer... I suppose I could make it easy for you and let things between you and Dizi take their natural course. (smiles slightly) But, you know, it's a little hard for me to 'go easy' on anything, because, as you pointed out a few weeks ago, I have a 'stick up my @$$.' It tends to make a person rigid.

Tamer: Damn, Donnie. Okay, I've been a jerk to you from the get go. But, I know...I've kind of always known... You and Danielle have a connection. I don't know if it's a twin thing or just that you've always been there for her. But...What I'm trying to say, Donnie, is I want a clean slate with you. I realized that I can't see my life without her in it. And that scares me. It really does. You have to have faith in me or I could lose her...Thats just something that I can't...I came here to you..to ask..to...

(Tamer smacks the chair again.)

Donnie: (sighs) I don't know... maybe it's a twin thing. Maybe it's just a normal big brother thing. Or maybe it's just that... Dizi's always been a little on the naive side. She doesn't see the bad in people until it smacks her in the face. I've spent my whole life taking care of her, trying to keep her from being hurt. And, Tamer, to be honest with you, I haven't always been successful. You wouldn't know it to look at her, but she's had more than her share of hurt. I'm not letting that happen again.

Tamer: I'm Not going to hurt her! I could never. Maybe you can't see it. But I've been through a lot. Some things you couldn't even fathom. I have my demons. I have my secrets. I ran away from the person I was. I ran away from Joshua Dane and became Tamer. I changed my life to become the man I am today. I understand where you're coming from Donnie. But if you aren't behind us. If you can't accept me. Then I have to break up with her right now. Because if things go any further and you're not there supporting her, supporting us. That will hurt her so deeply... If you don't support us..then who walks her down the aisle at our wedding....

(Tamer freeze thinking about what he just said.)

(Donnie double takes on the last thing Tamer said.)

Donnie: What do you mean 'walks her down the aisle at our wedding'?

Tamer: I mean. Well...I haven't been able to think straight these last couple of days. Maybe I'm just losing it. But I've been reflecting on things. And part of me...Part of me was going to come in here today and ask..But its not the time. Too early. Right now I just need your support. For her...

(Donnie leans his head back on the couch and closes his eyes.)

Donnie: You're thinking about marriage. You haven't even met our parents. (lifts his head and looks at Tamer) Does she even know your real name? Do you have any clue what her childhood was like? Does she know anything about your past? You don't know each other well enough to be considering marriage.

Tamer: And I get that. I just said, my head hasn't been on straight. Now all I'm asking for here and now. Is your support in our relationship...wherever it goes. If I'm ever going to mean anything to her. You have to support us. If you support us and you're behind us. Then I'll give you this oath. If I ever hurt her or do something that crosses the line. You say the word and I'll walk away. I'll end it.

(Donnie looks at Tamer for a long moment and sighs.)

Donnie: I tell you what. I'll support Dizi because, for some reason, you seem to make her happy. And, just so this is clear- if you ever hurt her or do something that crosses the line, I'll say the word. But it won't be to you. It'll be to Dad. If you think I'm protective, wait till you meet him. Dizi ever mention what he does for a living?

Tamer: No...What, lemme guess. Cop, Military Man, The Irish mob?

Donnie: Cop. And, let's be honest, I couldn't take you on my best day and your worst. But, I don't think you can outrun a bullet from Dad's 9 mm.

(Tamer nods slightly impressed.)

Tamer: Thank you, Donnie... For this. But, just cause I can't outrun it...doesn't mean I can't catch it...

(Tamer winks and stands up.)

Tamer: Where is Danielle by the way?

(Donnie laughs slightly.)

Donnie: You're welcome, Joshua. And, I'm not sure, she said she had something to do... She wasn't real clear.... Dear God, I've let her wander off on her own!

(Donnie starts to struggle to his feet. Tamer puts his hand on Donnie's shoulder sitting him down.)

Tamer: Don't ever call me Joshua.... I'll find her. You relax, you're still recovering.

Donnie: Okay, check the concession stand... and... um... see if Spoon is around. Those are your best bets. (leans back against the couch with a sigh)

Tamer: I'll bring her back when I'm done with her...

(Tamer grins as he walks out. Donnie gets an aggravated look on his face.)

FADE

("Bad Reputation" by Halfcocked starts to play. Dizi, still in jeans and an old 'Urban Legends' tee-shirt appears at the top of the ramp. She doesn't hesitate, but heads straight for the ring, ignoring the fans as she does.)

JR: Well, it looks like Dizi's back.

King: And it looks like she's mad.

(Dizi pauses only long enough to get a mic, then slides into the ring. She stands quietly for a few seconds, as if composing her thoughts then raises the mic and begins to speak.)

Dizi: You know, a lot of people are telling me I'm not acting like myself. Like at Fallout... I arrived at the arena, had my match, lost my match, and left. That's not like me. I'm supposed to hang out. Chat with people. Everyone knows that. But, you know what? I don't feel chatty.

(Dizi pushes her bangs out of her eyes and looks straight into the camera.)

Dizi: You see, someone hurt my twin. I've been a little busy taking care of him for the past few weeks. I haven't had a lot of time for hanging out and chatting. Because someone... Hurt. My. Twin.

(Dizi is starting to get visibly agitated, but takes a deep breath and continues on in a calmer tone.)

Dizi: Now, he's feeling better. He's even here tonight. He's still hurting some though. So, now I have time to focus on other things. Not hanging out and chatting so much, but... I want to know one thing. Who hurt my twin?

(Dizi stops and seems to be waiting for a reply.)

Dizi: I said Who Hurt My Twin?

(Dizi turns and looks towards the back.)

Dizi: I'm not leaving this ring until I get an answer. There won't be any matches. There won't be any interviews. Nothing. Not until I find out... WHO HURT MY TWIN?

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

(The Judge Judy theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the stage. Judge Moody appears from behind the curtains to recieve boos from the crowd. She walks half-way down the ramp and takes a mic.)

Moody: You want to know who hurt your brother, Dizi? Well, the answer should be obvious but I guess your miniscule brain couldn't figure it out could it? You want to know who attacked Donnie a couple of weeks ago? IT WAS ME DIZI!

(The crowd boos.)

Moody: Oh, and I knew you would be making your return here tonight, so I decided to make a special video package for you.

(The Bruisertron lights up and cuts to a scene where Donnie MacPhearson is shown wandering around in the back somewhere. The date on the Bruisertron reads 9/20/04. Donnie is seen turning a corner when all of a sudden he gets smacked across the face with a steel chair! Judge Moody emerges from behind the corner and smacks Donnie across the back. Judge Moody then places the chair on top of Donnie's head before stepping on it! Blood begins to drip from Donnie's mouth as Judge Moody looks into the camera.)

Moody: Dizi, you think you can just waltz into the Women's division...my division and steal my Women's title and start having a field day with my former clients? Well this isn't the way it's going to work around here Dizi. There is only room in the BMWF for one of us, and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon. As for Donnie here, someone better call an ambulance.

(Judge Moody kicks Donnie MacPhearson in the ribs one more time and then walks off.)

(Dizi stares at the Bruisertron in horror, the microphone falling from her hand, as she watches the footage. The clip ends and Dizi slowly looks at Moody standing at the foot of the ramp.)

JR: This is awful! Moody looks proud of the pain she caused. This shouldn't be shown.

King: Dizi seems to be in shock.

(Suddenly, Dizi charges across the ring and flies through the top two ropes in a suicide dive that levels Moody and leaves Dizi lying next to her on the concrete stunned herself. Dizi recovers, rolls on top of Moody and just starts pounding on her.)

King: Cat fight! Cat fight, JR! Cat fight!

(Moody manages to throw Dizi off and get to her feet. Dizi jumps up and the two women turn to each other. The both start throwing punches and neither one is giving an inch.)

(Several referees and a few member of arena security come out from the back and pull the two women apart. Dizi and Judge Moody are still screaming at each other as security literally carries the women to the back and off in separate directions.)

King: Why'd they do that?? It was just getting good!

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Hailing from Island of Tonga...
Weighing in at 390 pounds...

Achu

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by The Embalmer...
Fighting out of The Darkside...
Weighing in at 400 pounds...

"The Mastedon" Slayder


*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Achu takes Slayder down with a savate kick.
Achu gets a chokehold on Slayder.
Joe Finch warns Achu to let go.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, three, four.
Achu throws his arms into the air and yells, "AAAGGGHHHH!".
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Achu.
Achu executes a stomp on Slayder.
Achu goes for a punch, but Slayder counters it with a roundhouse right.
Achu re-reverses it.
Achu gets a chokehold on Slayder.
Joe Finch warns Achu to let go.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, three.
Achu executes a headbutt on Slayder.
Achu hits Slayder with a chop.
Achu whips Slayder into the ropes, but Slayder reverses it.
Achu and Slayder get hit with a double clothesline.
Achu hits Slayder.
A few fans are cheering on Achu.
Achu punches Slayder.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Achu.
Achu chops Slayder.
Achu gives him a chop, but Slayder doesn't even care.
Achu goes for a savate kick, but Slayder ducks out of the way.
Slayder goes for a bodyslam, but Achu counters it with an elbowsmash.
Achu whips Slayder into the turnbuckle.
Achu charges into the corner, but Slayder lifts his leg.
Slayder gives him a kick to the midsection, but Achu doesn't even care.
Slayder whips Achu into the ropes, but Achu reverses it.
Achu hits Slayder with a kick.
Achu goes for a punch, but Slayder reverses it.
Slayder hits a kick to the head on Achu.
The crowd is really behind Slayder.
Slayder goes for a forearm smash, but Achu blocks it.
Achu takes Slayder down with a savate kick.
Achu hits a chop on Slayder.
Achu hits Slayder.
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Achu.
Slayder punches Achu.
There are lots of chants for Slayder.
Slayder punches Achu.
There are lots of chants for Slayder.
Slayder hits Achu.
The crowd is going crazy.
Slayder goes for an eye gouge, but Achu blocks it.
Achu executes a headbutt on Slayder.
Achu runs into the ropes.
Slayder goes for a kick to the head, but Achu blocks it.
Achu hits Slayder with a savate kick.
Achu takes Slayder down with a chop.
Achu goes for a chokehold, but Slayder counters it with a kick to the midsection
.
Slayder executes the Slayder Bomb on Achu.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is behind Slayder all the way.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Slayder!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Cut to backstage where arena security have just set Dizi down and the referees are admonishing Dizi to stay away from Moody or she'll be thrown out of the arena. Dizi finally agrees and security and referees leave. Dizi starts to head back towards her locker room when she sees some vending machines. She digs for some change and feeds them into a candy machine. She hits the button just as Tamer comes up behind her. He puts his hand over her eyes, then turns her around and kisses her.)

Tamer: Guess who?

Dizi: (smiles brightly) Spoon!

(Tamer takes his hand from over her eyes and frowns at her.)

Tamer: Not funny.

Dizi: (grins) I don't know... seems funny to me.

(Tamer grins and kisses her again.)

Tamer: I'm sure it does.

(Dizi kisses him, then leans her head against his chest.)

Dizi: I'm hungry.

Tamer: When are you not? Anyway...I was talking to your brother...

Dizi: My brother... I should go check on him...

(Dizi starts to walk towards her locker room. Tamer reaches out and holds her hand.)

Tamer: He's fine. He's in good form. I told him to relax while I had my way with you

(Dizi frowns at Tamer.)

Dizi: You didn't upset him, did you? He's still in a lot of pain.

Tamer: No I didn't. Actually we talked about some important stuff. Then he got worried and I told him I'd come get you.

Dizi: Okay. Kenny's on tour. I'd like to see that. (glances at the vending machine) Do you have 75 cents?

(Tamer shakes his head in amazement at Dizi. Tamer pulls out his wallet and hands her a dollar.)

Tamer: So I was thinking...With the house in a bit of a wreck... I've been staying at hotel and I thougt you could...Come stay with me...Keep me company.

(Dizi feeds the dollar into the vending machine and hits a button.)

Dizi: But, I have to take care of Donnie. He's still hurt. (turns back to Tamer) You know who it was? It was that piece of trash Judge Moonie! She beat him up so bad... and she had a cameraman there to film it... and she just showed it like she's so damn proud of herself!

(Dizi is getting more and more upset as she talks.)

Dizi: I swear I'm going make that #@%$ pay for what she did to my twin!

(Dizi turns and starts off in seach of Judge Moody. Tamer quickly runs up and wraps his arms around Dizi.)

Tamer: Whoa there, Tiger. Hold on...Be smart about this. Never fight in anger. I'll take care of your brother. In fact, why don't I come stay with your clan...Now, if you're gonna take down Moody...we gotta have a plan.

(Dizi slides her arms around Tamer and leans her head against his chest.)

Dizi: I have a plan. I'm going to find Moonie and beat her to death with a shovel. (looks up to Tamer) I'm hungry. Do you have 75 cents?

Tamer: Here.

(Tamer pulls his wallet back out and hands her a twenty.)

Tamer: You go stay with your brother. Have him order you a pizza. I gotta handle my business. Then tonight we'll go out...

(Dizi looks at Tamer, taking the twenty.)

Dizi: What about-

Tamer: (hesitant) We'll all go out...

(Dizi smiles at Tamer, then kisses him.)

Dizi: What did you talk about?

Tamer: The most important person in my life...

Dizi: Who's that?

(Dizi glances over his shoulder and sees the vending machine.)

Dizi: Do you have 75 cents?

(Tamer leans down and picks Dizi up holding her in his arms.)

Tamer: Alright you...That's it...

(Tamer kisses her passionately.)

Tamer: You're coming with me...

Dizi: (smiles at him) Where are we going?

(Tamer carries her off down the hallway passing her locker room while she giggles.)

FADE

>>>

KING: Hey, JR!

JR: What, King?

KING: I sure hope Gene Snitchkey is available!

JR: Why, King?

KING: Just in case!

JR: Oh...well, let's hope he's not needed!

>>>

(Scotty walks into the locker room of Witherspoon.)

Scotty: Ya know... We have thought 'bout somethin's.... Yeah ya turned on Tobey and Howitzer. But we want ta have ya change a few thin's.

Witherspoon: What exactly are we talking bout here? Not that it really matters. I'm set for anything.

Scotty: Just shut up.... And listen good... We gonna make a man outta ya... A made man....

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by Donnie MacPhearson...
Hailing from Clearwater, Florida...
Weighing in at 130 pounds...

Danielle "Dizi" MacPhearson

("Bad Reputation" by Halfcocked plays over the PA system. Dizi comes out wearing her new neon blue and black ring attire. Donnie, wearing his usual suit, follows a few steps behind her. Dizi heads down the aisle towards the ring, but keeps turning to check on her brother. Finally she falls into step next to him and grasps his arm. They get to the ring and Dizi gets a chair for Donnie to sit in. Donnie sits down and Dizi slides into the ring.)

LILLY: Her opponent...
From Trier, Germany...
Weighing in at 143 pounds...

The Women's Champion...
Jacklyne J.
 

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Jacklyne J. whips Dizi into the ropes.
Dizi hits Jacklyne J. with an elbow.

(Dizi turns and executes a snapmare on Jacklyn J. Jacklyn J gets to her feet quickly, but Dizi grabs her arm and whips her into the ropes, nailing her with a dropkick on the rebound.)

JR: It looks like Dizi is really focused on her opponent tonight.

(Dizi moves over to the ropes and checks on her brother, he signals that he's alright and tries to direct her attention back to the ring.)

King: Yeah, JR, really focused.

JR: Dizi goes for leg scissors, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. nails Dizi with a pumphandle suplex.
Jacklyne J. executes a snap suplex on Dizi.
Jacklyne J. takes Dizi down with a twisting moonsault.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Jacklyne J. hits a bulldog on Dizi.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Jacklyne J. does a backflip.
Jacklyne J. is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Jacklyne J. goes for a figure-four leglock, but Dizi kicks her off.
Dizi gets a wristlock on Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. is struggling to reach the ropes.
Jacklyne J. grabs the ropes after 5 seconds.

(Dizi whips Jacklyn J into the ropes, catching her with a clothesline as Jacklyn J bounces off the ropes. Jacklyn J hits the canvas hard where Dizi applies an armlock leglock submission.)

JR: And Dizi has a submission hold applied.

King: I tell ya, JR. Even if Jacklyn J manages to get to the ropes and force a break, a good submission hold like that will take a lot out of her. It could leave her at a disadvantage for the rest of the match.

JR: But, you have to give Jacklyn J credit, she's fighting to get to those ropes. And she's made it. The referee is calling for the break.

King: But notice how Dizi waits till the last possible second before she releases the hold. She inflicts as much damage as she can before she lets go.

(Dizi makes it back to her feet. A surprise kick to the midsection doubles Jacklyn J over and Dizi sets her up for a vertical suplex. Dizi hoists Jacklyn J high into the air for a vertical suplex, then sends her crashing to the mat. Jacklyn J lays stunned as Dizi gets back to her feet.)

JR: This could be the match! I don't think Jacklyn J has what it takes to kick out of a pin attempt right now.

King: But there isn't going to be a pin attempt, JR! Dizi's going back to the ropes to check on her brother!!

JR: A mistake on Dizi's part. She should be capitalizing on the advantage she has over Jacklyn J, right now, not checking on her brother.

King: And it looks like Jacklyn J is getting back to her feet.

JR: This could cost Dizi the match.

(Dizi whips Jacklyn J into the corner. Dizi quickly moves into the opposite corner, then follows in after Jacklyn J with a cartwheel splash, followed by three back elbows. Dizi steps away and Jacklyn J falls to her knees.)

JR: And Dizi definitely has the advantage back! This has been quite a match, King!

King: It sure has! I love puppies! I mean, a good women's match!

(Dizi takes a couple of breaths and turns back to Jacklyn J. She grabs Jacklyn J by the hair and gets her to her feet. Then Dizi sets her up and lifts her to the top turnbuckle.)

JR: And it looks like Dizi is taking it to the top!

(Jacklyn J sits on the turnbuckle, facing away from the ring, still dazed as Dizi climbs up after her. Dizi carefully stands up and pulls Jacklyn J to her feet.)

King: Is she setting her up for...? She is, JR, Dizi's going for a top rope German suplex!!

JR: A move that could conceivably win the match for Dizi if she can hit then make the cover!

(Dizi executes a flawless top rope German Suplex. Dizi rolls onto Jacklyn J for the pin.)

King: She did it! A top rope German Suplex!!

JR: And Dizi makes the cover! The referee is good position for the count! One... two... three!

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner...and NEW BMWF Women's Champion... is Dizi!

JR: She did it!! Dizi beat Jacklyn J! Dizi is the new Women's Champion!

(Dizi staggers to her feet and the referee raises her hand in victory.)

Lilly: The winner and new Women's Champion is Dizi MacPhearson!

(The referee gets the title belt and brings it to Dizi. He hands it to her and raises her hand over her head again. Dizi stares at the belt for a long moment then raises the belt over her head, a huge smile on her face.)

JR: I don't believe it!! Dizi MacPhearson is the new champion! Dizi MacPhearson is the new champion!

(Donnie gets up and moves to ringside, clapping for his sister. Dizi starts to walk towards him, when Judge Moody comes out of the crowd, carrying a chair, and slides into the ring behind Dizi.)

JR: It's Judge Moody! She's in the ring!

King: Look out, Dizi!

(Donnie shouts a warning and points behind Dizi. Dizi starts to turn, but Judge Moody nails her with a chairshot to the head. Dizi drops to the canvas, and Judge Moody brings the chair down across her back twice more.)

(Judge Moody grabs the title belt and holds it in Dizi's face, the camera manages to pick up what Judge Moody is saying.)

Judge Moody: Enjoy being the champion while it lasts, Dizi! Because, I will
be taking the title from you at the first opportunity! And... THAT IS FINAL!!

(Judge Moody drops the title and slides out of the ring, as Donnie manages to pull himself in. He makes his way over to his sister and checks on her, calling to the referee to get some help.)

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Scotty and Ash walk up on the Judge. The Judge looks nervous. He looks around and swallows hard.)

Scotty: So what's gonna be Judge?

Judge: Scotty, listen man, I know the great things that I could accomplish with you two, but...

Ash: I told you Scotty, he doesn’t have what it takes. Let’s head back to the locker room so I can collect the money you owe me on this guy..

(The Judge frowns at Ash.)

Judge: BUT.. I can't turn my back on the fans. I mean, I think I've been doing fine so far. Did you see how I whooped AJ Styles tonight? I mean, he is a low-carder but I took care of that piece of garbage!

Scotty: Looked ta me that ya lost yer touch.

Judge: Lost my touch? Were you even watching my match? That fool had no chance!

Ash: Scotty, seriously let’s blow. This guy is bragging about a win over AJ *bleeping* Styles. I mean if that’s your idea of success, then there isn’t anything that we can do for him.

Scotty: Hold up a sec Ash. Judge.. I been in that ring wit ya... I know what ya can do... But yer listenin' ta those idiot fans ... Yer not listenin' ta yerself... I should know... I did that many times in muh life but I learned that they don't do nuthin' but bring ya heartbreak.

Judge: What are you talking about? You and Ash were such great heroes in the BMWF at one time! The fans worshipped you, hell, while I was in the Tuff Enuff training camp, all I wanted to do was be idolized by the fans like you two used to be. How could you turn your back on all of that?

Ash: It’s not about turning your back kid. It’s about finally realizing that you gotta do things for you. It’s about realizing that after a point you’re the only one looking out for number one. Listen I love the roar of the crowd as much as the next guy, but the roar doesn’t get into the ring with you, you can’t count on the roar to help you on when you’re down. Sooner or later you’ll realize that if you don’t make yourself the top priority, nobody else will either.

Scotty: We're just tryin' ta save ya from yerself... I know ya still got that fire... But if yer content on bein' a lightweight champion the rest of yer miserable life... That's yer's ta choose... But ya know... Ash ain't neva been one ta lay back and be content and ya d@mned sure know I ain't neva done that... Look at how many times I left ya for dead. I didn't do that just coz I was listenin' to the fans... I did it coz I knew deep down I had more determination that ya... I did it basically... Coz I could...

(The Judge has a look about him that he is considering what Scotty just said.)

Ash: Scotty, this kid is a good kid. He doesn’t have what it takes to do anything to win. Let’s just find us somebody that’s willing to do whatever it takes.

Judge: You know what, Ash, just to prove you wrong...I'm in.

(The crowd begins to boo.)

Scotty: That's the Judge I know. I knew ya had it in ya. Welcome in muh friend.

(Scotty extends his hand. The Judge looks warily at Scotty's hand.)

Ash: How are you going to listen to everything we do and make it to the top if you can’t even trust us enough to shake his hand? This kid is a mistake Scotty, I can feel it.

(The Judge grabs Scotty's hand and shakes it. The Judge then turns to Ash and extends his hand. Ash stomps off without shaking The Judge's hand.)

Scotty: Meet me afta da show tonight and we'll start ya training.

(Scotty Scott and The Judge walk off in different directions as the camera fades back to ringside.)

JR: I don't believe The Judge!

King: Neither do I! The Judge just sold his soul to the devils!

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

Led to the ring by "The Director" Shawn Rollins...
At a total combined weight of 500 pounds...
From Daytona, FL... weighing in at 255 pounds...
"Movie Star" Tobey Miliken

(Pomp and circumstance plays and Tobey walks out with Misty Rivers by his side and he has the TV title with his name spray painted around his waist. Tobey slowly walks down the ramp and shows the title off. He holds the belt high as the people boo.)
 

Tobey: First of all I don't care what a bunch of dumb hicks in Nebraska thinks about me. The BMWF must be in desperate need of money if they have to come all the way out in no mans land here in Nebraska. I mean almost every state has something to proud of. But what do you idiots in Nebraska have? Corn? Corn Flakes? Corns on your feet.

(The crowd boo's and hisses some more)

Tobey: You should count it a pleasure to have someone like Tobey Miliken in your state. God knows that no one else as big as me will ever be here.

(The crowd chants "YOU SUCK" "YOU SUCK")

Tobey: Mayeb so, BUT I AM THE TV CHAMPION. Now tonight in this ring I will be fighting a man that I helped bring into this federation. A man that was nothing until he met me. A man that, well now he really is a nothing. Last week I took back what belongs to me. MY TV TITLE...


LILLY: His partner...
From Boston, Mass... weighing in at 245 pounds...
"The Near Future" Nick Kincaid

Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 553 pounds...
From Chicago, IL... weighing in at 290 pounds...
Howitzer

(Two loud, rumbling growls from a Bengal tiger echo over the PA, and then an
instantly recognizable Randy Rhoads guitar lick.)

PA: OH NO (OH NO)
HERE WE GO (HERE WE GO NOW)

OH NO (OH NO)
HERE WE GO NOW

("Flying High Again" by Ozzy Osbourne blares over the sound system. The
crowd goes absolutely crazy. At the top of the entrance ramp, three
deafening, green pyro pops go off, one after the other. Strobe lights bathe
the arena in flickering green light as Howitzer steps from behind the
curtain and heads for the ring, wearing his hunter green and yellow-striped
wrestling shorts and black boots with his black, shrunk to fit "I DON'T
LIKE YOU" t-shirt. Howitzer slaps hands with the fans near the barrier as
he makes his way to the ring.)

J.R.: Here comes the Television Champion, folks! Tobey Miliken stole his
belt, and you can bet dollars to doughnuts that Howitzer is gonna change
THAT little situation tonight! And he's got the help of a mystery partner!

(As the camera follows Howitzer down the entrance ramp, a fan holds up a
sign that says TOBEY'S NEXT MOVIE: A HOWITZER HALLOWEEN BEATING)

King: Tobey Miliken didn't STEAL anything! He only took back what is
rightfully his! Howitzer stole that belt from Tobey!

J.R.: How the heck do you figure that, King?? Howitzer BFG'd Witherspoon
and pinned him clean in the middle of the ring to win the title at Fallout!
That title is HIS!!

(Howitzer gets to the outside ring area and stops, then turns and looks back
to the curtain, hands on his hips.)

JR: Howitzer is standing outside of the ring. Waiting for his partner.

King: Well? Who is it?

JR: You don't think he's going to go it alone like Shane Perish did last
week?

King: Howitzer is a big enough moron!

(The lights go out.)

King: Did someone forget to pay the electric bill!?

PA: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!!

(The sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena. "Step Up" By
Drowning Pool hits the PA system.)

PA: One Two Three Go!

(A huge explosion of fire shoots up across the stage leaving a huge cloud of
smoke. Red and Blue lights begins to strobe.)

JR: TAMER!! TAMER IS HOWITZER'S MYSTERY PARTNER!! OH MY GOD!! I think
business is about to pick up!

(Tamer runs out onto the stage. Tamer has the Intercontinental title over
his shoulder. Tamer waves his arms for the crowd to get up. Tamer rolls his
neck. Tamer runs down the ramp slapping the fans hands. Tamer slaps Howitzer
on the shoulder and they slide into the ring. Tamer takes the title and
raises it in the air. Tamer rest it on his shoulder and pounds on his chest
then points to the crowd.. Tamer tells the ref to wait as he pull a mic out
from his belt.)

Tamer: Now a little man told me to stay out of this war and retreat. Now
although I didn't like how he worded everything. I didn't care enough to get
more involved. But then he finished his statement by telling me to go back
to my trailer and my trailer park tramp.

(Tamer pauses as the crowd boos Tobey.)

Tamer: That my friends is what we call a mistake. See that is like the on
the top tier of ways to *bleep* me off. Don't you dare insult Dizi! You see
Tobey, I do what I want, When I want to do it! So don't tell me where to go
or what to do. As for me retreating in this "war". I could give a rats
behind if you and Howitzer tear the roof down. That's fine, that's your
business. The reason I'm out here tonight is because-

(Tamer suddenly drops the mic and tackles Tobey. The ref rings the bell)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell! The ref has restored control!

J.R.: Howitzer starting things off here for his team, locking up with "The
Near Future" Nick Kincaid. And these two immediately start trading
punches...lefts and rights to the face, and body shots! Kincaid probably
shouldn't get pulled into this kind of a match with Howitzer,
King...Kincaid's a better technical wrestler, and not many guys in the BMWF
can go toe-to-toe with the 6-7 290 pound big Bengal tiger of the BMWF!! If
this is gonna be a fistfight, it'll be over before Tobey can even tag in!

King: Forget match strategy J.R., I'm beside myself!! I knew Howitzer was
going to have a mystery partner tonight, but I never thought it'd be TAMER!!

J.R.: Well be that as it may, Howitzer's got a major BMWF Superstar in his
corner!

King: This isn't fair!! Howitzer's partner should be Rod Killings or Achu!
Great young up-and-comers like Tobey Miliken and "The Near Future" Nick
Kincaid shouldn't have to face teams like Howitzer and TAMER!! Tobey
Miliken is the TV CHAMPION, J.R.!!

(Howitzer slings Kincaid into the ropes. Kincaid takes to the air and tries
to knock Howitzer down with a flying cross-body, but Howitzer simply catches
him. He flips him upside down and drops Kincaid to the mat in a front
piledriver.)

J.R.: Oh my God, no he's NOT!! He STOLE Howitzer's title belt, but
Howitzer's still the TV Champ on the books!!! And anyway, Tobey brought
this on himself! You heard Tamer...Tobey mouthed off and dissed Tamer's
girlfriend Dizi, and now "The Hollywood Idol" is gonna get what he's got
coming to him!

King: J.R., did you just say "dissed"?

J.R.: Yeah, so?

King: Oh, nothing. Maybe I'll start calling you "J to the Izz-R."

(Howitzer boots Kincaid in the side of the head. He walks away from his
fallen opponent and heads towards Tobey Miliken, who is in his corner
warding off ice cubes, batteries, and Zip-Loc bags full of pennies being
thrown at him from the fans near the ring. Howitzer and Tobey start to yell
at each other.)

J.R.: Folks, it is impossible to overstate the bad blood that is between
these two wrestlers, Howitzer and Tobey Miliken. They HATE each other! And
after Tobey stole - wait a minute, Kincaid is up! "Near Future" off the
ropes, running full speed towards Howitzer...but Howitzer turns around at
the last minute and stops Kincaid dead in his tracks with a big boot to the
gut!! Kincaid doubled over...Howitzer picks him up and hits the fallaway
slam! Kincaid's seeing stars!

(Howitzer walks over to his corner. Tamer excitedly puts his right hand up
in the air, and Howitzer smacks it.)

King: Uh oh, Tamer's been tagged in! Tag Tobey, Kincaid!! Tag Tobey!!!

JR: He makes the tag!
Nick Kincaid hoists Tamer high into the air with a backdrop, then sends Tamer cr
ashing hard to the mat.
Nick Kincaid is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Nick Kincaid nails Tamer with a swinging neckbreaker.
Nick Kincaid goes for a backdrop, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer tags out to Howitzer.
Howitzer and Tamer whip Nick Kincaid into the ropes.
They hit Nick Kincaid with a double backdrop.
Tamer leaves the ring.
Howitzer hits Nick Kincaid with a full nelson slam.
Tamer enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Howitzer and Tamer whip Nick Kincaid into the ropes.
They hit Nick Kincaid with a double backdrop.

Tamer leaves the ring.

Tobey tags in. He nails Howitzer.

JR: Quite a tag match.

Howitzer is struggling slightly now

Tobey has isolated Howitzer in his teams corner

Tobey tags Kincaid

Kincaid on the attack

Kincaid lifts Howitzer

Howitzer slaps Kincaid

Howitzer rolls across the ring tag to Tamer

King: Oh great. Why don’t just make a giant banner about the tag1

JR: Tamer with a clothesline to Kincaid

Miliken in illegally

Tamer catches Miliken with a belly-to-belly suplex

Tamer delivers a sidewalks slam to an oncoming Kincaid

Tamer dances the robot

King: Moron!

JR: Miliken is going after Tamer

The ref is stopping Miliken trying to get him out of the ring

Tamer motions to Howitzer

Howitzer in

(Tamer and Howitzer hook Kincaid up and deliver a double suplex. Howitzer exits. Miliken goes back to the apron.)

King: Cheaters!

JR: Tamer lifts Kincaid and whips him into his own corner

(Tamer motions towards Tobey and yells" tag *bleep*. Tobey makes the tag.)

JR: Miliken in

Both men are exchanging blows

Tobey with a low knee

Tobey hits Tamer with an uppercut

Tobey goes for a straight right

Tamer catches Tobey’s Hand!

(Tamer twist Tobey’s wrist. Tamer then kicks Tobey in the gut and hits a DDT.)

JR: Tamer is looking strong.

But he has another match later

Tamer tags back out.

Howitzer whips Tobey into the ropes and Tobey comes back and ducks a running clothesline. When Howitzer turns back around Tobey hits Howitzer with an elbow.

Tobey takes off the belt and tosses it to Misty.
Misty holds the belt up for all to see.
Tobey grabs Howitzer by the hair and then nails him with a right hand.

Tobey grabs Howitzer and throws him over the top rope.
Howitzer is on the floor holding his arm.
Tobey grabs a chair and slams the chair on the sore arm of Howitzer.
Tobey takes the chair and smashes it over Howitzer's head.
Tobey places Howitzers arm in the fold of the chair and then jumps on it.
Howitzer screams in pain.
Tobey jumps again and Howitzer screams some more.
Tobey takes Howitzer's arm out of the chair and then picks up Howitzer and tosses him into the ring.
Tobey climbs the turnbuckle to the top and leaps and bull dogs Howitzer.
Howitzer is out cold.
Tobey goes over and tags Nick Kincaid.

Tobey starts to leave the ring area.
Howitzer pursues Tobey.

KING: But he was out cold!

JR: Amazing, isn't it?
Misty runs behind Howitzer.
Tobey has the TV Title belt on his shoulder.
Howitzer grabs Tobey by the shoulder to spin him around and Tobey grabs the belt and hits Howitzer in the face with it.
Misty grabs something out of her purse. It's a pair of handcuffs.
Tobey takes the handcuffs and puts one cuff on Howitzer and then drags the partially conscience Howitzer over to the entrance way and cuffs Howitzer to the entrance way to one of the steel pipes.

Tobey: Now you are going to watch while I run down there and kick your partners butt.

Howitzer is trying to free himself but cant.

Tobey walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. He get's behind Howitzers partner and nails him in the back with the TV title.
Howitzer's partner falls to the ground and Tobey slaps on the directors choice.
The ref checks to see if his partner is out.
Slowly he tries to reach for the ropes but Tobey pulls him back to the middle of the ring and keeps it on .
30 seconds into the hold and he is screaming in pain.
Nick Kincaid is laughing as Tobey keeps the hold on.
45 seconds into the ref checks for consciousness.

King: I think Tobey may have blacked out.

JR: Maybe so, let's see.

Tobey breaks the hold.

King: What is Tobey doing, he had him.

Tobey tags in Nick Kincaid.

Tobey: Finish this punk. Misty and I have business to attend to.

Tobey slides out of the ring and walks up the ramp.
Tobey walks up to Howitzer and spits in his face.

Tobey: I think I will let the kid settle the rest of this match, HOWIE. You can just hang around and watch.

Tobey leaves the ring and entrance area and Howitzer is fighting to get loose.

Kincaid goes for the pin!

One, two...KICKOUT!

KING: YAH! Look! Howitzer broke the cuffs! He's going after Tobey!

JR: Nick Kincaid hits a cradle suplex on Tamer.

Nick Kincaid hits a swinging neckbreaker on Tamer.
Quite a few boos are audible.

KING: Look! Howitzer has Tobey! He's dragging him back to the ring!

JR: Howitzer tosses Tobey into the ringpost!

*GONG!*

JR: Howitzer is reaching for the tag!

Nick Kincaid takes Tamer down with a cradle piledriver.
Quite a few boos are audible.

Nick Kincaid tries to hit Tamer, but Tamer blocks it.

Tamer nails Nick Kincaid with a punch.

Tamer makes the tag to Howitzer!

J.R.: Kincaid and Howitzer back in the ring now folks...and can I just say
that "The Near Future" has been positively run through a gauntlet of pain
tonight by Howitzer and Tamer! This youngster has been battered, beaten,
and outclassed at virtually every step!

King: This shouldn't be happening J.R.! Kincaid's the future of this
business. It's even in his name, "The Near Future!" He shouldn't have to
take this kind of a beating from Howitzer and Tamer! Tamer's a big-league
Superstar in the BMWF, what's he doing picking on a newcomer like Kincaid??

(Howitzer hits an atomic drop on Nick Kincaid, and then follows it up by
bouncing off the ropes. He takes to the air and does a 180, landing on top
of Kincaid flat on his back.)

King: There's that damn Bunker Buster body splash! Somebody do something
about this! Howitzer's mangling the future of the BMWF!!

JR:Tobey is back up.

(Tobey Miliken starts pounding the top turnbuckle in frustration.)

J.R.: Tobey getting a little ticked off over there, King!

King: I would be too! How unfair!

(Nick Kincaid staggers to his feet, and Howitzer takes him right down again
by scooping him onto his shoulder and dropping Kincaid with a powerslam.
The ring bounces with the force of the move.)

J.R.: GEEZ that's some force!

(Howitzer steps over the prone Kincaid and backs into the opposite
turnbuckle. He hops up and puts his feet on the middle ropes and assumes a
catcher's stance, arms holding onto the top ropes for support and balance.
Tobey starts jumping up and down frantically in the corner, and calling for
Kincaid to crawl away from Howitzer and make the tag. Tamer is in his
corner smiling and pumping his fists to excite the crowd. The crowd starts
to cheer wildly.)

King: Oh no! Howitzer's going to do that new move of his again! I STILL
don't know what he calls this, do you J.R.??

J.R.: No idea King!

King: Well I bet there's something illegal about it, anyway!

(Kincaid is too battered and spaced out by his beating to pay attention to
Tobey. He gets unsteadily to his feet, and moves to follow in on Howitzer
in the corner. Just as Kincaid moves towards the TV Champion, Howitzer
springs from his crouched position on the ropes and hits Kincaid with a
flying tackle. He wraps his arms around Kincaid's midsection and drives him
to the mat. The breath is knocked completely from Kincaid's lungs.)

J.R.: Good LORD that is a powerful move! It's like a mix between
Howitzer's running elbow smash and a shoulder tackle!

King: Illegal!

J.R.: Shut up King, wouldja??? It's NOT an illegal move!

(Howitzer gets up from the wreckage of bodies and grabs Kincaid's legs. He
flips Kincaid over and locks in the Boston Crab.)

J.R.: Boston Crab! Howitzer's got the Boston Crab locked in on Nick
Kincaid! And after that devastating move out of the corner, I don't see how
Kincaid is gonna get out of it!

(Howitzer leans back on the Boston Crab. The ref is down on the mat,
waiting to see if Kincaid will tap. Just as Kincaid is about to give up,
Tobey rushes into the ring from his corner and kicks Howitzer in the back of
the head, breaking the hold. Howitzer jumps up, enraged. Tobey runs back
to his corner and Howitzer rushes after him, the ref trying to hold him
back. Howitzer ducks the ref and runs full-speed at Tobey, flattening him
with a clothesline.)

J.R.: Howitzer just took Tobey out! Tobey got knocked off the ring apron!

(Tobey sits in a daze up against the padded barrier. Howitzer turns his
attention towards Kincaid, who is just starting to get up. Howitzer
crouches down into a three point stance and starts barking orders at
Kincaid. The ringside camera picks up Howitzer's voice.)

HOWITZER: COME ON!! COME ON KINCAID GET UP!! GET UP YOU WORTHLESS LITTLE
[BLEEP]!!

J.R.: I think this is the beginning of the end for Nick Kincaid!

King: Oh no! Get up Tobey!!

(Kincaid gets to his feet, and Howitzer blitzes across the ring. He hits
Kincaid full in the face with a running elbow smash.)

J.R.: There it is! We all know what's next folks! Howitzer now, dragging
a lifeless Kincaid over to the turnbuckle...sets up on the middle
ropes...BFG!! BFG!! BFG ON KINCAID!!!

(Howitzer comes down from the middle ropes and makes the cover.)

REF: 1...2...3!

**DING DING**

J.R.: Howitzer and his partner Tamer have dominated this match and grabbed
the win from the team of Tobey Miliken and "The Near Future" Nick Kincaid!

(Howitzer jumps out of the ring and heads towards Tobey on the outside.
Tobey scrambles to his feet, and motions to Misty to head to the back.
Misty, holding Howitzer's TV title belt, takes off at full speed around the
ring and up the ramp, Tobey coming up behind her. Howitzer makes to sprint
after them, but when he sees them disappear behind the curtain, he stops
chasing and begins a slow but purposeful stride towards the back. There is
a big smile on Howitzer's face as he heads up the ramp.)

J.R.: What is Howitzer doing? Why isn't he running after Tobey and Misty?
They've got his belt!

King: I'm telling you J.R., Howitzer is a grade-A MORON!

(The camera switches to the back, following Tobey and Misty through the
hallways.)

Tobey: We can get out this door, come on!

(Tobey turns to push open a hallway door, but as he does, a huge man steps
in front of the door, arms folded like a bouncer. He is wearing a black
t-shirt with the words "TEAM HOWITZER" on the front. He shakes his head at
Tobey.)

MAN: You're gonna hafta try another door, bud. Unless you want me to take
your head off and strip the little woman naked in front of the world.

Tobey: What the??

(On a BMWF television mounted on the wall, Tobey sees Howitzer making his
way up the ramp, the smile still on his face.)

Misty: Come on baby we've gotta find another way! Up here, come on! COME
ON HE'S ALMOST HERE!!

(Tobey and Misty go down towards the opposite end of the hallway where there
is another door to the parking area. They turn a corner just in front of
where the door is located, and they run smack into another big man wearing a
TEAM HOWITZER shirt. He also folds his arms and shakes his head.)

MAN #2: Nope, wrong again...BLEEPhole! And I'm thinkin' the tiger's JUST...
ABOUT... BEHIND YOU!

Tobey: Oh...oh no! Come on, up this way!!

J.R.: This must've been Howitzer's plan, King! He got some of his friends
to seal off all the exits!

King: Howitzer is such a bully!

(The camera follows Tobey and Misty running in a frenzy down the last
hallway in that section of the building. There is a set of double doors at
the end of it, with no TEAM HOWITZER member in sight.)

Tobey: Come on Misty! This way's clear!

(They rush through the double doors. The doorway opens onto the loading
dock of the arena. Bright streetlamps light the asphalt loading area.
There are stacks of plywood boxes, metal drums, garbage cans, and dumpsters
set up at various places.)

Tobey: Well, we're far away from the limo...but I think we're safe here.
We'd better move before Howitzer gets out here though!

(They start heading back in the direction of the parking lot, where Tobey's
limousine is waiting for them. Suddenly, the loud sound of gunning engines
is heard in the distance, and three sets of headlights flare on. Tobey and
Misty stop dead in their tracks.)

Tobey & Misty: WHAT???

(Three semi-trucks roll into the loading dock area. The two on the left and
right sides break away make angular turns, and the one in the middle makes a
sharp 90 degree turn so that the three trucks form three walls of metal and
rubber, boxing Tobey and Misty in against the loading dock entrance.)

Misty: IT'S A TRAP, TOBEY!! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO??

Tobey: Run for it!!

(Tobey and Misty try and run through the small gaps in between the trucks.
As they make their move, the doors of the trucks swing open, and three big
men, all wearing the black and white TEAM HOWITZER shirts, jump out.)

MAN #3: YOU TWO AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE!!

(The audio kicks over to J.R. and the King.)

J.R.: This was Howitzer's plan! He drove Tobey and Misty out to the
loading dock, and his pals in TEAM HOWITZER are acting as lumberjacks,
making sure they don't escape! What a brilliant idea! Wait a minute!

(The doors of the loading dock entrance burst open, and Howitzer comes
walking out.)

J.R.: Howitzer's here! He's here to get his belt back!

HOWITZER: I told you, Tobey! I told you you were gonna pay! Who's stupid
now, ace? Huh? WHO'S STUPID?? I'd say it's the jack@$$ who's trapped like
a rat in a trap!

(Tobey, in an act of panic, grabs the belt from Misty and dashes away from
Howitzer towards one of the trucks. He evades one of Howitzer's lumberjacks
and starts to clamber up the trailer. He gets a handhold on the top of it
and pulls himself up. He stands on top of the trailer, suddenly realizing
he has nowhere to go.)

HOWITZER: NICE MOVE, TOBEY! CAUGHT LIKE A CAT IN A TREE!!

(Howitzer walks towards the truck and starts to climb up. He soon is on top
of the trailer with Tobey. Tobey straps the belt around his waist as a way
to taunt the true champion.)

HOWITZER: Had to do this the hard way, didn't you ace?

(Howitzer and Tobey run at each other, Tobey still wearing the belt.
Howitzer makes the first strike, catching Tobey with a clothesline. The
metal trailer-top rattles as Tobey falls on it. Howitzer walks over to the
fallen Miliken and bends down to take the belt off his waist. Tobey hits
Howitzer in the face with a closed fist instead. Howitzer staggers back a
step.)

J.R.: I can't believe how dangerous this is! These two men are easily
fifteen feet in the air on top of a semi-trailer, and they're fighting it
out!

(Tobey jumps up and makes another run at Howitzer. Howitzer blocks his
punch and headbutts Tobey. While Tobey is dazed, Howitzer tries to rip the
belt off, but Tobey wrests Howitzer's hands away. They both slip a little
closer to the edge of the truck.)

King: They almost fell off there!

(Howitzer, in a quick movement, scoops Tobey up and prepares to powerslam
him onto the metal trailer-top. However, Tobey starts to try and wriggle
free. Howitzer struggles to keep Tobey locked on his shoulder. As he does
so, he wobbles closer to the edge.)

King: This is gonna be bad!

(With a final effort, Tobey tries to get free. Howitzer almost loses his
grip, but then wraps his arms around Tobey with incredible force and
successfully delivers the powerslam. But the two men are too close to the
edge, and when Tobey hits the metal truck-top, he inadvertently rolls too
far with the impact. The belt unsnaps from around Tobey's waist, and Tobey
Miliken plummets from the truck-top to the ground, his fall broken by two
plywood boxes. Tobey crashes through them with a sickening thud and hits
the pavement.)

CROWD: HOLY [BLEEP]!! HOLY [BLEEP]!! HOLY [BLEEP]!!

J.R.: OH MY GOD!! TOBEY JUST FELL OFF THE TOP OF THE TRUCK! SOMEBODY GET
THAT MAN SOME HELP!! HIS BACK MIGHT BE BROKEN!!

(The men in TEAM HOWITZER all look up at Howitzer, who is staring down at
Tobey with a satisfied expression. He then looks over and sees the belt,
which is lying about five feet from where Tobey is lying, flat on his back
and not moving.)

HOWITZER: Get the belt!

(The men all move to grab the belt off the ground, but Misty, who has been
hiding crouched behind one of the truck's big wheels and was forgotten about
amidst all the violence, darts out from her hiding spot and snatches the
belt up in a dead sprint. Her eyes wide with fear, she bolts for the
loading dock doors and escapes down the hallway.)

HOWITZER: NOOOOOO!! MY BELT!!

King: Hahaha!! Misty got the belt before "Team Howitzer" could!! Howitzer
loses again!! Haha! The BMWF's only champion without a belt!

(EMTs rush through the doors that Misty has just escaped through with a
stretcher and a neck brace, as well as other medical equipment. They go to
Tobey's aid as Howitzer looks down at the scene, a look of boiling rage on
his face. Finally, after several minutes watching the EMTs attend to Tobey,
he climbs down from the top of the truck. He throws the medical technicians
aside and leans over Tobey's face. Tobey does not respond.)

HOWITZER: Well Tobey, looks like yer woman had to do yer job for ya. But
that's FINE. We got us a match for MY title pretty soon. My advice? STAY
DOWN. This was NOTHING.

J.R.: Folks, we'll be back after this.

>>>

(Cherri Runnels is standing outside the Omaha Civic center.  She is wearing a pink t-shirt that is about 3 sizes to small, a black mini skirt, and a pair of black pumps.  She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear.  Suddenly the sound of a powerful engine is heard in the distance.  Witherspoon’s Ferrari Enzo rolls down the aisle and pulls into the parking spot.  Cherri’s eyes grow wide and her mouth drops slightly as she stares at the powerfully built sports car.  She flounces over to the car as Witherspoon steps out.)
 
Cherri:  Spoonie!
 
(A mixture of confusion and shock cover Witherspoon’s face as Cherri leans towards him.)
 
Witherspoon:  Hello?
 
Cherri:  That’s a really nice car.
 
Witherspoon:  Uhh, thanks.
 
Cherri:  Can I ask you a few questions?
 
Witherspoon:  Sure, go ahead.
 
Cherri:  Tonight you face Master Z in a Non-title match.  Are you nervous?
 
Witherspoon:  Hell no I’m not nervous.  Was I nervous when I faced Lowedown?
 
Cherri:  Uhhh, no?
 
Witherspoon:  Then why should I be nervous facing Master Z?
 
(Cherri half closes her eyes, a finger trailing down Witherspoon’s muscular chest as she speaks in a purr.)
 
Cherri:  I love big strong confident men with fast… cars.
 
(Witherspoon raises an eyebrow then gently pushes her hand off of him and steps around her.)
 
Witherspoon:  Nope, not me darling.  I don’t want none of you.
 
(Witherspoon pushes his way into the arena as the camera turns back to Cherri’s pouting face before the camera fades.)

>>>

(The camera cuts backstage where Ezekiel is seen ripping of the strapping off his leg.  Bole approaches)
 
Bole: So Zeke, your leg better after the brutal attack at the hands of Lowedown last week?
 
Ezekiel: First of all Bole, it is Ezekiel.  Signs of weakness must be discarded.  The bandages are merely psychological aids in order to heal.  They are indeed for those who are weak of spirit.
 
Bole: Umm… O.k.… Sorry Ezekiel…  You’ve got another shot at Kolic and the All American Title
 
Ezekiel: Well noted Bole.  If Lowedown stays away, the outcome will likely be very different.  From Harry to Kolic, there is no comparison.  Kolic, you will need to start praying for a miracle.
 
Now leave Bole…

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