(The show opens inside the Pontiac Silverdome. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

JR: Hello, everyone! Welcome to the sold out Pontiac Silverdome! Welcome to the granddaddy of all BMWF events...BMWF Bruisermania 2004! I'm JR Finnegan along side the King, Gary Brawler, and what a show we have for you tonight! Tonight, World Champion Master Z puts his title on the line against his most hated arch-rival...the former World Champion Lowedown in the first-ever Darkside Cremation Match!!

KING: I can't believe this match! Does this mean one of these guys is going to be burned alive?

JR: I'm not sure, King! the object of the match is to stuff your opponent into a casket, nail it shut, then wheel it up the ramp where...

(The shot cuts to an evil skull faced furnace. You can see fire burning within.)

JR:...they must then put the casket into that horrible, twisted evil device...The Darkside Cremation Chamber!!

KING: YAHHH! I can feel the heat from that thing all the way over here!

("Victory" hits the arena shaking the walls. Several white spotlights illuminated the entrance ramp searching for Master Z. Several moments passed before the BMWF World Champion stepped out from behind the curtain. Z wore his world title belt around his waist and golden shades over his eyes. Master Z strutted down to the ring taking as much time as he could and making sure everyone's attention was on him.)

JR: Our world champion, Master Z, is making his way down to the ring folks. Tonight he will face his former friend, Lowedown, for the world title!

KING: Yuck, they're going to cook each other!

JR: Right you are... To win the match you must place your opponent in a coffin and roll him into a blazing inferno! And to top it off Darklord is the special guest referee!

KING: That might spell trouble for Lowedown, JR! Master Z and Darklord were buddies in the past!

JR.: We will have to wait and see if he can be an unbiased referee!

(Glitter begins to fall sparkling on it's way down from the rafters. Master Z flexes and struts all the way up into the ring.)

JR: This is too much, King! Master Z is too full of himself. Look at this spectacular display of lighting and effects!

KING: He's the world champ and quite possibly the most dominating wrestler of all time, JR! He certainly deserves all the hype!

JR: That statement is arguable!

(Master Z smiles and leans against the ropes staring at the coffin and large oven on the stage. Z is tossed a mic from the outside.)

Master Z: The night is finally here! Master Z finally gets to go down in the record books as the man who finally put that nuisance, Lowedown, out of the business!

(The crowd boos loudly.)

Master Z: In the next few hours I will beat Lowedown within an inch of his miserable life, load his body into the coffin, seal it tight, and roll it the whole way down to that oven setting behind me in the distance! Then when I finally get him down there I will congratulate him on being second best, place my boot on the coffin, and give it a push right into that fiery inferno where he belongs!

(The crowd once again boos loudly and begins to use Master Z for target practice.)

Master Z: Boo all you like! Everyone knows that the immortal Master Z will be victorious when it's all said and done! Even Lowedown is curled up in a corner as we speak. He's balled up shaking with fear of Master Z! Lowedown knows he has a date with that oven and there's nothing he can do to stop it!

(Master Z smiles and slowly walks in circles around the ring enjoying every moment.)

Master Z: You're a coward, Lowe! You're a coward and I'm going to end your career tonight! You keep hiding back there... I'll find you and bring you out here to face your destiny!

(Suddenly, "Fever Dog" By Stillwater begins to play as the bWo logo flashes over the Bruisertron. Lowedown steps out of the entrance way with a cold and lifeless stare as Flame makes her way out from behind and tries to slow him down from going to the ring. Lowedown places his finger on her lips and then politely asks her to make her way backstage as he finally turns his attention back towards Z and then makes his way to the steel steps. Lowedown climsb into the ring and then leans against the ropes for a moment before walking over and gabbing a microphone...)

JR: Master Z looks stunned, King! Lowedown is coming down to the ring to confront Master Z!

KING: If Lowedown wants to get cooked deep fried now instead of later so be it! HA!

Lowedown:I'm tired of listening to your mouth Z! Why don't you take a moment to listen to what's on my mind!

(Lowedown pauses as he takes a step forward...)

Lowedown:There's an old country song that can sum this whole bullbleep yakfest you have going on! I always say, "A lil' less talk and alot more action!" What do you say Z? I'm tired of waiting! Step up or shut up!

JR: Master Z and Lowedown are nose to nose! This match is going to start now!

(Master Z and Lowedown press their foreheads together while staring coldly into each other's eyes.)

JR: Master Z shoves Lowedown!

Lowedown shoves Z right back!

(Master Z tears the mic out of Lowedowns hand.)

Master Z: You come out here acting all big, Lowe! You act as if you're not scared! Maybe all of these morons can't, but I can see the fear in your eyes! You bring yourself down to the main event later... we'll see who the real champion is and who the real fluke is!

(Master Z begins to backsteps while talking.)

Master Z: Everyone will know who the fluke is as I wheel you down to that oven, Lowe!

(Master Z steps out of the ring and drops to the floor. He keeps walking backwards up the ramp.)

Lowedown: Keep walking away from the fight, Z! Tonight you won't have that luxury! I'm going to light your @$$ on fire here tonight!

Master Z: Say what you will Lowe... Say your good-byes because your time will soon be up!

(Master Z spins around just in time to disappear through the curtain.)

JR: We're going to have a slobberknocker here tonight folks! Bruisermania... Master Z vs. Lowedown... Caskets! Ovens! World Titles! This could possibly be the biggest match ever to take place in a BMWF arena!

KING: What are you saying JR? It will be totally one-sided! Master Z will demolish Lowedown!

JR: Oh would you stop, King!

Let's get on with the Bruisermania 2004!

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by The Embalmer and Francine...
From Short Hills, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 245 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.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Bill Alfonzie...
From Bombay, India...
Weighing in at 220 pounds...

"The Human Highlight Reel" Zabu

(Arabic music plays as Zabu and Bill Alfonzie come to the ring. They get into the ring. Zabu looks up into the rafters and points.)

ZABU: HEY! ABOOLABALOO!

(Alfonzie lays an Arabic prayer rug down on the ring mat. Zabu gets down on his knees on the carpet.)

KING: Quiet, JR! Zabu is going to pray to the Sheik!

ZABU (Bowing in the "I'm not worthy" fashion.): HEY! ALABOOLO! BOLLOO SHEIK ABAOLLOOO!)

(He jumps up and runs around the ring like a madman.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Ravven runs into the ropes.
Zabu uses a backbreaker on Ravven.
The crowd is vociferously booing Zabu.
Zabu covers Ravven.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Zabu hits an Asai moonsault on Ravven.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Zabu runs into the ropes.
Zabu goes for an Asai moonsault, but Ravven side-steps and Zabu only hits air.
Altar Boy Mark comes to ringside.
Ravven executes a Hotshot on Zabu.
The crowd is going crazy.
Ravven uses a bodyslam on Zabu.
Ravven goes for a hiptoss, but Zabu counters it with a lariat.
Zabu goes for a kick to the midsection, but Ravven blocks it.
Ravven hits Zabu.
Ravven has the crowd going wild.
Zabu hits Ravven.
Zabu kicks Ravven.
Zabu is being booed out of the building.
Zabu smacks Ravven with a devastating flying clothesline .
The crowd is vociferously booing Zabu.
Zabu hits Ravven with a spinning leg lariat.
Zabu nails Ravven with a bodyslam.
Zabu hits a ropeflip moonsault on Ravven.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Zabu goes for an armbar submission, but Ravven blocks it.
Ravven whips Zabu into the turnbuckle.
Ravven runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Altar Boy Mark throws Zabu a cup of coffee.
Zabu hits Ravven with it and goes for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, kickout.
Zabu uses a vertical suplex on Ravven.
Zabu hits Ravven with an Asai leg lariat.
Zabu uses an elbowsmash on Ravven.
Zabu runs into the ropes.
Ravven nails Zabu with a powerslam.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Ravven whips Zabu into the ropes, but Zabu reverses it.
Zabu smacks Ravven with a devastating flying clothesline .
Zabu is being booed out of the building.
Zabu points to the ceiling.
Zabu is being booed out of the building.
Zabu throws Ravven out of the ring.
Rick Patrick counts: one, Ravven reenters the ring.
Zabu whips Ravven into the turnbuckle.
Zabu goes for an armbar submission, but Ravven blocks it.
Ravven goes for a hiptoss, but Zabu counters it with a facerake.
Zabu hits a flying cross body press on Ravven.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Zabu nails Ravven with a dropkick to the knee.
Zabu goes for a headlock takedown, but Ravven counters it with a back suplex.
In turn, Zabu counters it with a facerake.
Zabu runs into the ropes.
Zabu hits Ravven with a kick.
Zabu hoists Ravven high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Ravven c
rashing hard to the mat.
Zabu leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Zabu runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Zabu hits Ravven with a spinning leg lariat.
Zabu goes for a backbreaker, but Ravven counters it with a facerake.
Ravven executes a back suplex on Zabu.
Ravven is going for the cover.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Ravven complains about a slow count.
Rick Patrick removes the chair from the ring.
Ravven goes for a bodyslam, but Zabu blocks it.
Zabu hoists Ravven high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Ravven c
rashing hard to the mat.
Zabu goes for a spinning leg lariat, but Ravven ducks out of the way.
Ravven goes for a hiptoss, but Zabu counters it with a backslide.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Zabu throws Ravven out of the ring.
Rick Patrick counts: one, Ravven reenters the ring.
Zabu leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Zabu runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Zabu goes for a kick to the head, but Ravven blocks it.
Ravven goes for a powerbomb, but Zabu counters it with a rana.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris.
Zabu executes the Triple Jump Moonsault on Ravven.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, The Embalmer puts Ravven's foot on the rope.
Ravven kicks Zabu.
Ravven has the crowd going wild.
Ravven chops Zabu.
Ravven has the crowd going wild.
Ravven punches Zabu.
The crowd is going crazy.
Ravven nails Zabu with a powerslam.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Ravven hits Zabu with a dropkick.
Ravven whips Zabu into the ropes.
Ravven misses with a clothesline.
Ravven uses a powerslam on Zabu.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.

Bill Alfonzie distracts Rick Patrick

Ravven runs into the ropes.
Altar Boy Mark hits Ravven in the back with a chair.
Rick Patrick is back on the job.
Zabu executes the Triple Jump Moonsault on Ravven.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable.

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The Bruisertron lights up and a black Ferrari 550 Maranello pulls into the
Silverdome's parking garage and comes to a speeding halt. The driver side
door opens and Asylum steps out. He looks back into the car.)

Asylum: Ok so I'll see you inside good luck tonight in your match.

(Asylum closes the door and starts to walk off when Joey Smiles walks up to
him.)

Joey: Whats up man haven't seen you around for a while. Heard you were back
been watching your matches. You're doing great.

Asylum: Thanks Joey. Is there anything I can do for you?

Joey: Yeah actually. I need an interview for tonight you wanna give me one?

Asylum: No problem.

(Joey motions to the camera guy and grabs a mic. Joey straightens his tie.)

Joey: Asylum, Tonight you face Jerry Girbowski in a street fight match. It's
your first big match at a Pay-Per-View since your return. How are you
feeling tonight?

Asylum: I'm feeling a little frustrated, a little angry, and a whole lot of
aggression.

Joey: Last monday you and Sledge had an altercation in the ring. He
antagonized you and you nailed him with a flurry of right hands. Why did you
let Sledge get the psycological adavantage in that?

Asylum: Maybe you just think he did. How do you know that wasn't my plan in
the first place? How do you know that I didn't want to make him think he has
the upperhand, a false sense of security.

Joey: Well you have a very good point. SO is that what you did?

Asylum: Maybe, maybe not, maybe you're right.

Joey: What did I say?

Asylum: Thats not the point, next question.

Joey: Um, ok. you and Sledge have never even been in the same ring in a one
on one confrontation or even a tag team confrontation. This is your first
match with him. How do you think you'll fare?

Asylum: How will I fare? I'm going down right beat the living hell out of
him. I'm going to make him bloody and battered. I'm going beat every ounce
of will out of his body. He's going to think I hit him with a car. Which I
probabaly will.

Joey: You intend to hit him with a car?

Asylum: Why not? It's a street fight might as well take it to the street.

(After Asylum says that he turns and walks off. The camera cuts to show JR
and King.)

JR: Did you hear that King. The Boy's crazier than a pet coon he's going to
hit Sledge with a car.

King: HAHAHA! It's great JR. Maybe Asylum will get rid of him and we won't
have to hear anymore of those TCW chants.

>>>

JR: We have an action packed evening ahead of us!

(The camera goes through the halls of the Pontiac Silverdome. Suddenly beeping is heard and a truck is seen backing up. Dreadnaught is seen giving some directions to the driver of the truck.)

Dreadnaught: Keep comin’ fool!

(The beeping continues as the truck slowly backs up in the halls. Dreadnaught steps back and knocks into the camera.)

Dreadnaught: Yo, stop right there son!

(The truck stops and Dreadnaught looks back at the camera.)

Dreadnaught: Let’s make this quick, this is my ride for the night, and it is full of all kinds of weapons, but it just ain’t ready yet, so why don’t you bounce!

(Dreadnaught pulls a blanket out of the back of the truck and puts it on the camera.)

King: What was in that truck?

JR: I am sure we will find out later!

>>>

(The scene opens in the parking lot. The PT cruiser pulls up. It comes to a
stop right in front of the camera. A Man in a suit steps out of the driver’s
seat. The Man walks to the back and opens the door. Clancy steps out firs,
he is dressed in a nice suit. Truck steps out from the back next, he is in a
navy blue suit. Kolic steps out, Kolic is wearing a gray tux and has his
Light-Weight title over his shoulder. Vern steps out next, he is wearing a
Jet Black tux with his Intercontinental title over his shoulder, Vern’s tie
is sequenced. Tamer steps out next wearing a white tux with his Gold Belt
over his shoulder. Tamer puts his hand out. Rachel steps out of the vehicle
wearing a gorgeous black satin gown.)

Clancy: Here we are.

Truck: My first time rasslin at Mania.

Vern: Second time coming in as a champ.

Tamer: Second time with a score to settle.

Kolic: First time and coming in with a defense.

Rachel: Second time here, also my last.

Clancy: Huge night ahead of us people. We got the huge show, We got the big
plans for later...Everything arrive okay?

Truck: Check.

Clancy: Good okay. Truck you got William Black in a Cage.

Truck: I gon do it.

Clancy: Kolic you have Mafioso in a Hardcore, Schoolyard Brawl, Ultimate X
Match.

Kolic: I’m ready. Whew...I can do it.

Clancy: Tamer you’ve got the Judge in a Caged Ladder match.

Tamer: I’m ready.

Clancy: Vernon you have White Lightning both Title’s on the line.

Vern: Double the pleasure, Double the fun.

Rachel: Doublemint GUM!!!

(Rachel giggles.)

Clancy: Let’s head in.

(Clancy leads the way, Truck, Vern, and Kolic follow. Tamer gestures
for Rachel to go first.)

Rachel: Can I Talk to you real quick?

Tamer: Of course, What is it?

Rachel: I need you to do me a favor.

(Rachel pulls Tamer close and whispers something in his ear.)

Rachel: Is there anyway you can do that?

Tamer: I think I can.

(Rachel gives Tamer a kiss on the cheek and heads inside. Tamer
gestures for the driver to grab the bags and heads in as we fade.)

>>> 

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a Women's Title Bra and Panties Chocolate and Whipped Cream Hardcore match scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Led to the ring by The Executioner...
Hailing from Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 175 pounds...

The Women's Champion...
Judge Moody

LILLY: Her opponent...
From Denver, CO...
Weighing in at 140 pounds...

Sarah Lyn

PA: For all those who thought I fell off...

I'M STILL DA BADDEST (beep)!!!

(There's a shot of pink pyro as Trina's "The baddest (beep)" hits the PA.
Sarah Lyn walks out wearing a pink version of the top of the Spiderman
costume and tight pink leather pants. She's met by a resounding chorus of
boos.)

LILLY: Their opponent...
Hailing from Trier, Germany...

Weighing in at 143 pounds...

Jacklyne J.

(The lights start to flicker to a crimson red.)

PA: ALL THINGS RUN RED, AND SO DO YOU!

("Points of Authority" by Linkin Park hits the PA system. Red confetti falls
from the roof. Red strobes continue to flash over the crowd. Jacklyn J.
comes out from behind the curtain. She is wearing a crimson halter top with
black lace pants. She walks over to the tub and taunts to the crowd. She
steps in and waits for the bell.)



*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Judge Moody nails Jacklyne J. with a snap mare.
Judge Moody whips Jacklyne J. into the chocolate.
Jacklyne J. almost takes Judge Moody's head off with a clothesline
Jacklyne J. goes for a pumphandle suplex, but Judge Moody blocks it.
Judge Moody hits a huricanrana on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody nails Jacklyne J. with a DDT into the chocolate.
Judge Moody hits Jacklyne J. with a kick.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with a huricanrana.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Jacklyne J. does a backflip.

She slips in whipped cream.

Some fans are heading to the concession stands.

KING: They're probably going to buy the latest issue of Playboy!

JR: Jacklyne J. almost takes Judge Moody's head off with a clothesline
Jacklyne J. uses a snap suplex on Judge Moody.
Jacklyne J. is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Jacklyne J. hits a swinging neckbreaker on Judge Moody.
Jacklyne J. executes a swinging neckbreaker on Judge Moody.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.

JR: Judge Moody grabs Sarah Lyn by the hair and snapmares her into the whipped cream. Judge Moody stuffs Sarah's face into the whipped cream as Sarah tries to free herself. Judge Moody pulls her face out as Sarah gags. Judge Moody then stuffs her face back in, trying to choke Sarah Lyn out.

King: Poor Sarah can't breathe JR!

JR: Judge Moody picks Sarah Lyn up and then bodyslams her back down to the mat! Judge Moody goes for the cover! 1...2...NO! Sarah kicks out!

JR: Here comes Tyrone Smith!!!

King: What, is he going to crack a baseball bat across Moody’s face?

(Tyrone kneels down next to Sarah and barks words of encouragement to her)

JR: Jacklyne J. hits a pumphandle suplex on Judge Moody.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.

JR: Judge Moody nails Sarah Lyn with a DDT and she's heading for the top!

King: She could put it away right here!

JR: No! The mystery opponent gets to her feet and goes to run to Moody but she slips on the chocolate syrup!

King: HAHAHAHA!

JR: As Sarah Lyn gets back to her feet, Judge Moody leaps off the turnbuckle and hits Sarah with the Moody Slam. Judge Moody covers Sarah Lyn!

KING: But there are no pinfalls! Take off here clothes! PLEASE!

(The BruiserTron goes black. A phrase appears on the board)

“The Biggest, Baddest B****”

(The BruiserTron then shows Sarah Lyn on the phone backstage)

Sarah: Yeah, Conner, I have that big goof wrapped around my little finger.
If only he knew what I have in store for him. (Listens) HA! Yeah, he really
thinks I’m back in love with him! THAT WOULD BE THE DAY!!!

JR: What in the world?

(Tyrone looks at the BruiserTron with confusion. He looks at Sarah and back
at the BruiserTron)

Sarah: That tramp Rachel didn’t stand a chance. We all know that Tyrone will
never get over me... HA! His “first love”... His “one and only”... What a
crock of (beep)!!!!

JR: WHAT?!

(Tyrone’s face drops with sadness)

Sarah: And you thought it take me sooooooooo long to get him to crack! Did
you see the look on his face when he saw me back when he learned I was
behind the tapes….. what? Fine! When WE were behind the tapes.

(Tyrone’s faces shows his anger)

Sarah: Yeah, if he thought we rode him that first time, he’ll be near
suicidal when he finally learns about…. Oh, (beep) gotta go!

(Tyrone walks on screen. Sarah hangs up her cell phone)

Sarah: Hey, baby!

Tyrone: Who was dat on da phone?

Sarah: Oh, that… that’s not important. Don’t you have your Hardcore match
against Judge tonight?

Tyrone: Yeah, I t’ink I got him…

(The film stops. The crowd boos loudly as Tyrone stares at Sarah with a look
of shock on his face)

JR: What have we just seen?! Sarah has been using Tyrone.. AGAIN!!!!

(Tamer walks out onto the stage holding a mic.)

Tamer: Hey Sarah! How’s it going. I thought about your offer but ya know
this was a whole lot better. See Rachel and I have come to terms. We’re like
family and I did this for her. She is leaving to pursue other things but she
can’t bear to think of Tyrone with you. And once this tape fell into my
hands I realized something. No one deserves a *Bleep* like you. So Tyrone
what do you think of your little Miss Sarah Now?

(Tamer drops the mic and walks to the back.)

JR: Tamer just screwed Sarah over! And Tyrone looks more than upset!

Tyrone grabs Sarah by the hair! He’s screaming at her!
Sarah is trying to talk him down, but it doesn’t seem to be working!

**RIP**

King: YAHOO!!!!

JR: OH MY! Tyrone just ripped Sarah’s top off with one hand! He still has
her by the hair!

King: I’m getting an Ike Turner feeling from this, JR! But... it involves
stripping Sarah Lyn, so... I’m game!

JR: That’s hideous King! This is near illegal!

King: Yeah! We can arrest Tyrone for domestic violence! It’s not like this
is the first time we’ve seen Tyrone hauled away by the police.

JR: Tyrone just threw Sarah to Moody!
Moody just nailed Sarah in the head with a chair!
Sarah’s out cold! Moody’s going for Sarah’s pants!

King: PANTIES PANTIES!!!

JR: Judge Moody has just ripped off Sarah’s pants! Sarah lost!!!

A few fans are booing Judge Moody, while a few others are cheering her.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Judge Moody!

(The entire arena suddenly goes dark and we hear the sounds of microphones being switched off. A blue light appears on the BruiserTron, and a mist fills the arena.)

PA: YOU THOUGHT I WAS GONE……………………………………………………….

(Eerie piano music fills the arena with its sound.)

PA: I MAY BE DONE, BUT I AM NOT GONE…………………………..

(We hear the sounds of screams and squeals.)

PA: I'LL TEACH YOU ABOUT HARDCORE!

(Everything suddenly stops-the light, the mist, the squeals, the music, everything. Suddenly…..)

PA: PREPARE TO FEEL MY PAIN!

*SMASH*

*CLANG*

*CRASH*

(The lights come back on in the building, and the announcers' mikes are restored.)

King: WHAT JUST HAPPENED, JR?

JR: KING! IN THE RING!

(In the ring, Aquatic is standing over the three fallen female competitors with a steel chair and a microphone.)

Aquatic: (breathing heavily.) I may not have my job…..but if the Woman's Division is ending…..in a hardcore match nonetheless….at BruiserMania…..I WILL be a part of it!

(Aquatic lifts her chair up and starts smashing the competitors with it. She especially takes a huge swing for
Judge Moody, and busts her open.)

JR: AQUATIC HAS SNAPPED! SHE'S NOT EVEN BMWF PERSONEL ANYMORE!

(Aquatic slides out of the ring and walks over to the woman's title.)

Aquatic: THIS ISN'T EVEN A TRUE BELT WITHOUT ME!!!!

(Aquatic grabs the woman's title and goes under the ring. She pulls out gasoline and begin to pour it on he title.

*KER-RASH!*

(Suddenly, the crash of glass is heard! Out stomps Stone Cold Bruiser!)

KING: YAHH! Run, Aquatic! No, on second thought stay there! Nobody likes you anyway!

BRUISER: Ya stupid little...You don't think I'm going to let ya burn one of my belts, do ya?

(Bruiser kicks her in the gut and stunners her in the whipped cream!)

(Bruiser's music kicks in again!)

KING: Oh, no! Creative differences!

JR: We'll be right back!!

>>>

(Sledge is seen dismounting his motorcycle. He takes his saddle bags off the bike and slings them over his shoulder as he begins walking through all the hustle and bustle going on even in the garage area.)

Sledge: Bruisermania.... I wasn't sure if I'd ever see another one of these..... the bosses back in Japan are going to be pretty ticked when they find out I ain't goin' back there.....

(Sledge looks at his watch, makes an "oops" face and pulls his Nextel out of his jacket pocket as he continues to walk....)

*BREEEP*

Sledge: You here?

*BREEEP*

Voice: Chyeah mahn I'm here.....

*BREEEP*

Sledge: cool deal.... have you taken care of all the paper work?

*BREEEP*

Voice: Jess I did, but choo gonna have some troubles mahn....

*BREEEP*

Sledge: so what else is new?

*BREEEP*

Voice: Ol' times vato.... ol times....

*BREEEP*

Sledge: I don't know man, but you know the saying the mores things change.....

(Sledge looks at the entrance to the arena with the Bruisermania '04 posters on the doors, and looks at them with reverence before opening the doors and walking in.)

>>> 

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Minneapolis...
Weighing in at 300 pounds...

Witherspoon

PA: FEED MY FRANKENSTEIN!

(Alice Cooper’s “Feed my Frankenstein” blasts from the speakers as green pyros shoot out from the stage. Witherspoon walks to the stage wearing his trench coat and carrying a mic in his hand. He Cracks his neck and two large pyros shoot off from either side of the ramp.)

JR: Looks like Witherspoon has something to say.

(Witherspoon walks down the ramp, rolling his right shoulder as the crowd boos.)

Crowd: SPOON SUCKS! SPOON SUCKS!

(Witherspoon slides into the ring and climbs to his feet. He looks around at the crowd before lifting the mic to his face.)

Witherspoon: So here we are at the greatest show of the year, and I’m facing *bleep*ing Mikey D, again.

King: Sucks to be you!

Witherspoon: Now I want to discuss something that happened to me last week, in my home town.

(Witherspoon pulls his trench coat off to reveal his “Who the hell is Witherspoon anyways?” shirt browned, and with several holes burned in it. He tosses the coat to the side.)

Witherspoon: Last week, “Sappy” Joe Tunny attacked me after my match, and then generally screwed up his own car while doing so. What the hell Tunny? All you did was bang me up a bit and save me the trouble of trashing this new car. Then again, no one ever said you were all that intelligent.

King: That is so true!

JR: Is this really a wise move for him?

Witherspoon: Then, he dropped me off at Tobey Miliken’s feet, and Tobey proceeded to beat me with a pipe, and then light me on fire. However, the idiot used to much gas, and I was able to put out the flames before any serious damage was done. So, in short, I am perfectly fine from last week. And Tunny and Miliken will get what’s coming to them. Now, bring out this idiot so I can whoop his @$$!

King: Hey JR

JR: What King?

King: Why the heck is the FCC bothering with censoring a Pay-per-view?

JR: Because our pay-per-views are free!

KING: THEN HOW CAN THEY BE PAY PER VIEWS?

JR: Quit asking me stupid questions, King!

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Ric Frye...
Fighting out of Lousiville, KY...
Weighing in at 320 pounds...

"Die Maschine" Mike Donahue

KING: NA NA NA NA...NA NA NA NA...

JR: Witherspoon attacks Mike Donahue before the bell.

*DING DING*

Witherspoon hits a German suplex on Mike Donahue.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.

JR: Witherspoon hits an atomic drop against Mike

Witherspoon locks in a Boston Crab

The ref checks on Mike

He asks if Mike wants to quit

Mike shakes his head no

Mike crawls to the bottom rope and grabs on

Witherspoon releases the hold after a 4 count

Witherspoon kicks Mike in the ribs

Witherspoon lifts Mike off the mat and throws him into the turnbuckle

Witherspoon Chokes mike against the turnbuckle

Witherspoon releases after a 5 count

Witherspoon hits a big boot to the face knocking Mike to the ground


King: Look! Mike’s been busted open!

JR: Witherspoon locks in a headlock

(Witherspoon pulls on Mike’s head as blood flows down his face and onto the mat. Rick Frye pounds against the mat telling Mike to stay awake.)

JR: Witherspoon has just been dominating this match

King: Well duh! Mike Donahue is practically a jobber. And just look at the mess he’s making of the ring!

Witherspoon: Tap out d@mn you!

(Mike shakes his head no)

Witherspoon: I said tap out you worthless *bleep*

(Mike weakly shakes his head)

Crowd: SPOON SUCKS! SPOON SUCKS!

JR: Witherspoon slams Mike’s head against the mat, releasing the hold

King: Look at the blood stain!

JR: Witherspoon plants several boots to the ribs of Mike

Witherspoon lifts Mike from the mat and throws him into the ropes

(Witherspoon goes to clothesline Mike Donahue, but Donahue grabs his arm and uses it to throw Witherspoon into the ropes.)

*POP!*

King: Did you hear that!

JR: That didn’t sound good.

(Witherspoon hits the ropes and rolls over top of them and lands on his right shoulder, which was dislocated by Mike’s throw. Witherspoon screams in pain as he writhes on the ground.)

JR: Witherspoon has dislocated his shoulder again! The beating from Joe Tunny had dislocated it on Monday, and it looks like it has happened again!

King: This doesn’t look so good for ole spoony!

(Witherspoon struggles to his feet and stumbles toward the steel post. When he gets there, he grits his teeth together, and with a yell, slams his right shoulder against the post, popping it back into place.)

*POP!*

King: YEAH!!

JR: He just slammed his shoulder back into place, and now he has just punched out Rick Frye!

King: That mans his insane!

Crowd: HOLY *BLEEP*! HOLY *BLEEP*! HOLY *BLEEP*!

JR: Witherspoon is back in the ring.

Witherspoon throws Mike into the ropes and connects with a big boot to the face.

Witherspoon lifts mike up and locks in Binned

Mike Donahue tries to fight the pain.
Mike Donahue submits after 5 seconds.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Witherspoon.

(Witherspoon drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, pulling his trench coat on over his left arm and walks up the ramp. He turns around when he reaches the top and cracks his neck. The crowd is still chanting “Holy *bleep*!” as Witherspoon turns and walks out)

JR: The red just kicked Donahue out of the ring!

CROWD (Singing): NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE!

JR: We'll be right back!

CROWD (Singing): NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE!

>>>

(Sledge is in a hallway sitting on a stack of plastic crates talking on his Nextel drinkin a large plastic cup of beer....)

*BREEEEP*

Sledge: Hey man that's cool.....

*BREEEEP*

Voice: Ahh man, I don’t even remember what happened. Wrapping a car around a tree, not much you can do you know? Hope there’s no hard feelings.

*BREEEEP*

Sledge: nawww man...., can't wait to see you man....

*BREEEEP*

Voice: You will, soon, I promise. I am going to pick up where I left off, on my way to the top. The crem de le crem baby, that’s where I am goin!

*BREEEEP*

Sledge: man if there's anyone who can do it... besides me.... its you dude.....

*BREEEEP*

Voice: You couldn’t be more right my man. It won’t be much longer now, just gotta pass a few tests, and pop a few pills, and I will be large and in charge.

*BREEEEP*

Sledge: a'right Adam, Slim's comin. Kick tires and light fires man.... PEACE.....

*BREEEEP*

Voice: There won’t be peace for much longer, I promise…

(Sledge tucks his phone into his pocket as Slim Jim Sullivan approaches....)

Slim Jim: Sledge, may I have a few words....

Slege: Well that's why I actually scheduled one for today Jimmy.... I knew even though its the biggest day of the year.... even though you have over a dozen legends of the sport in the back, you'd still want to talk to me....

Slim Jim: Yes, but why here?

Sledge: Why here???? why here?????

Slim Jim: Yes why this oddball corridor of the Pontiac Silverdome?

Sledge: You really need to ask?

(Sledge jumps down off his stack of crates and walks towards a door)

Slim Jim: Is this about locker rooms again?

Sledge: No man this isn't.... this..... this is about.....

(Sledge kicks the doors open and steps out....)

Sledge: Them.....

(Barely a second goes by before a crowd gathers around Sledge, there is too much comotion to clearly hear any of the fans as they gather but there is definately an air of excitement in the concorse area of the Pontiac Silverdome)

Slim Jim: what do you mean?

Sledge: This is their night Jim-bo, so I'm going to make things easy on you...

Slim JIm: on me...

Sledge: Yes, five fans each get one question and you pick the fans.....

Slim JIm: okay.... well let's start with this young man right here

(Slim Jim pcks a child of approxamately 14 years of age)

Boy#1: Why did you have to go away to Japan?

Sledge: Well kiddo I'll tell you why. You ever heard of Dovekind, Terry Funck, Zabu, Hollywood Hulkster, Kris Jericho?

Boy#1: Yes....

Sledge: Well they all did time in Japn. I was sitting and thinking about that contract for a long time before I signed it.... I sat there and I racked my brain.... and I looked at dollars and cents.... its true I thought about the cash as well, I'm not going to lie, but let's face it if you want to be a legend in this sport you got to cut your teeth over seas for a bit.... and d@mnit.... I want to be a legend.

Slim Jim: What about this feller here?

(Slim Jim presents Sledge with a middle aged wrestling fan wearing a Prime Time shirt)

Sledge: I can't say I agree with his choice of wardrobe, but let's hear from the ma.

Man: What is the deal with you AJSBWA National belt?

Sledge: Well that's the equivelent to the US belt here in the BMWF. You know the people in this fed don't give the Japanese a lot of credit... sure for the most part they are smaller then most of the wreslers here, but I'll tell you those boys are hard core mother *BEEP*ers. I actually felt bad for how hard I had to whip some poor *BEEP*s @$$ to get this thing.

Slim JIm: How about this guy here?

(Slim Jim hands his microphone to an arly twenty something overweight zit-faced kid with a shirt that says "all your base are belong to us")

Nerd: Sledge is it true what they said on the Bruisermania.com newsboard that you came back to the BMWF for an undisclosed some of money being over a million dollars?

Sledge: If it was an undisclosed amount first of all it wouldn't be on the web. Second B and I had a talk, he understood why I did what I had to do.... mind you it was not the most civil of talks. I did get slight raise after Bruiser realized I was the real deal... although he'd never come out and say it..... its still less then I made in Japan, but my life is more comfortable now... and I'm happier.... its nice to actually convelesc at home for a week before a PPV instead of sitting in a hotel smelling rice paddies and raw fish wafting up from the kitchen.

(Slim Jim introduces a very attractive mid-20s girl to the mix)

Slim JIm: Our next contestant Sledge

Hottie: Yes Sledge, my boyfriend....

Sledge: Whoa... poindexter here ain't your man is he?

Hottie: no.... god no....

Nerd: Hey...

Sledge: Good, proceed...

Hottie: My boyfriend is a huge fan of yours, and well all I heard from him for so long is TCW this and TCW that.... will TCW come back or will I finally have the peace I've been waiting for?

Sledge: I'll tell you miss thing.... wait turn around once before I start

(Hottie turns around and shows off her body)

Sledge: dang, that's nice...., uhmm welll here's the thing TCW is a state of mind something that just doesn't die because of distance. We might not be an organized wrestling stable anymore.... Bob is off doing taxes until the middle of next month, Cruz is handling business, Kolic has joined.... Prime Time... and who knows what;s up with Tai half the time, but as far as things go... we might have our problems, but we're all men and we get stuff worked out between us eventually..... and even though we might not be regisered in the BMWF's book as an official group, if one of them calls me up and says "hey Sledge man I need some back up" I'm there... TCW hopefully will never die.....

Slim JIm: I noticed you did not bring up the Eco-System in your comment.

Sledge: The Ecos were never really TCW, they were a business decision unfortunately. Something at that time I was a little more open to, they were not about all for one and one for all, they were only about using us as a stepping stone... they were never there just to kick back the brews with their buds.... they never lit up Perdomo with me..... and the second they got a monetary offer from Prime Time they turned their backs on us..... Last Question... I got some loosening up to do.....

(Slim Jim introduces a twenty some odd year old headbanger kid wearing a Black Label Society shirt)

Slim Jim: here you go Sledge....

Metal Kid: Sledge a week ago I heard you playing Berzerkers by Black Label Society in your truck. I was wondering what kind of music you prefer.

Sledge: What a refreshing change of questioning. Actually I used to be a die hard metal guy.... Slayer, Cradle of Filth, Anal Blast, Mayhem... but over the past few years I'm getting a little more classic rock under my belt. Music just like wrestling you got to know your roots and where you came from.... but I still got Metal in my veins...., and Black Label rates right up there with Skynyrd, Ozz, and ZZ Top in my book.....

Metal Kid: Awesome...

Sledge: Matter of fact I was that Show at Harpo's up the ways where every oonce of liquor in the bar got drank at that show.....

Metal Kid: That's cool man... I couldn't make it that night. Good luck Sledge, and remember SDMF for tonight Sledge....

Sledge: Everyday SDMF bud....

SLim Jim: SDMF?

Sledge: Strength.... Determination.... Merciless... Forever..... its an old military thing adopted into a current way of life man.... its also what us Black Label guys call each other only then its Society Dwellin' Mother *BEEP*ers.....

Slim Jim: Sounds like that strikes a cord deep inside you Sledge....

Sledge: sure does Jimbo, sure does...., but you got your five questions, and I got to go stretch for my match.... see you later.... get Snuka's Herbie Hancock for me Jim.....

(Sledge walks back behind the door he came out leaving Slim Jim in the middle of the crowd.)

Slim Jim: Jerry "The Sledge" Girbowski..... a man who always tries to stay in touch with his fans...., back to you guys at the anouncers table....

>>>

CROWD (Singing): NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE!

KING: The crowd is still singing to Donahue! HA HA!

>>>

(Camera fades in on Witherspoon’s Locker room door after his match. The door is pushed open and inside we see Dr. Jean Ueda examining Witherspoon’s arm.)

Dr. Jean: You shouldn’t have gone out into the ring tonight. Your arm is all messed up.

Witherspoon: My arm is fine, its not like I haven’t dislocated it before.

(Jean wraps an Ice pack around his arm and sets a cup with water and two pills next to him.)

Dr. Jean: I am suggesting that you leave the arena now, and go home and rest. Or at least stay in your locker room and don’t go do anything stupid.

(Witherspoon pops the pills into his mouth and downs the glass of water.)

Witherspoon: Alright doc, I’ll let it rest for a bit, but Im staying here the whole night.

Dr. Jean: Alright, I suppose that will have to do. But take it easy for a while, let it heal.

(Jean walks out past the camera.)

(fade)

>>>

CROWD (Singing): NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE!

KING: The crowd is still singing to Donahue! HA HA!

>>>

(The Bruisertron lights up as we see Michael Bole standing behind Axe's assigned room with a microphone in hand.)

Bole: I am standing behind the dressing room door of Axe and I plan on getting a few answers on his match against Tobey Miliken and Ezekiel in our sold out Pay-Per-View Bruisermania!

(Bole knocks a few times on the door where there is silence with no reply. He knocks again and after a few moments the door quietly creaks open where we see Axe as the crowd boos.)

Bole: Axe could I get some comments before your match tonight?

(Axe doesn't say anything and opens the door a crack just enough for Bole and the cameraman to slip through. As they do we see the shopping cart and two garbage bags that were shot earlier which gives Bole a questional look on his face. Axe closes the door as Bole gets ready to start...)

Bole: BMWF fans tonight three men are going to be inside the ring for what hopes to be an exciting and gruesome battle. I am standing alongside Axe who faces Tobey Miliken and Ezekiel later tonight in a falls count anywhere match!

(Turns to Axe.)

Bole: Axe I have to ask what exactly is with the shopping cart and garbage bags?

Axe: I'll explain that later Bole...consider it a "surprise" of some sort.

Bole: Speaking of surprises Tobey Miliken is talking about a surprise he has in store and I believe it is the person's car you happened to destroy last week on Bedlam. Do you have any idea of whom it might be?

Axe: You know I've learned quite a bit about Tobey Miliken being here for just a short while. And it's the fact that his surprises either fall through or are incredibly stupid. I could care less who's car it was all I can say is that I enjoyed taking my frustration out on it as I've said quite a few times before. If you ask me Bole this is mind games and he's dealing with a master of one.

Bole: Now do you think the fans will get there money's worth of this match tonight Axe?

Axe: Well as you know I don't care what these people think and I am not responsible for making their decisions although in some cases I wish I was. (Crowd boos) But in my mind I plan on giving even more than what I put into my normal matches whether it means inflicting damage myself or going over the edge.

Bole: Would you say you have no disregard for your body?

Axe: I figure stitches...bruises...cuts...broken bones they all heal in the end it's the memory that sticks. So to answer your question Bole, I have no care for my body I mean this company means a lot to me already and wrestling is what I enjoy to do. In this business you get injured but that doesn't mean it will stop me and no matter how much pain I go through even if I am in a hospital I'll still be back ready for more!

Bole: But what about your opponents aren't you worried for t-

Axe: I am not even going to let you finish that sentence! I don't give a damn about my opponents...do you think many people care for Tobey Miliken? (Crowd boos.) Those fans don't care...the guys in the back don't because everybody wanted a piece of that bounty! I warned my opponents before this match and I'll say it one last time so you'll understand Bole: These matches are my speciality, my haven, my playground of destruction! With no rules I become a dangerous man I live for hardcore matches! So whether I hurt these guys it was there own fault agreeing to this match!

Bole: Well all I have to say is good luck tonight Axe and I bet it will be one hell of a fight!

Axe: Oh don't worry Bole I only wish the 50,000 bounty was still active a little longer before choosing a winner because I would be a shoe-in!

(Bole leaves the dressing room and finishes up...)

Bole: Well there you have it fans this should be an interesting match and by the sounds of Axe he seems ready to go!

(The Bruisertron blinks out as it goes back to the announce table where JR and King are sitting.)

JR: I have to agree it seems Axe is all fired up King!

King: Yes but talk is rather cheap it's actions that speak louder than words JR!

>>> 

LILLY: This contest is a falls-count-anywhere match

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Newark, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

Axe

(The lights in the Pontiac Silverdome cut out as a strobe effect begins followed by the strums of a bass guitar and electric guitar as Nirvana's "Lithium" begins to play making the sold out capacity crowd begin to boo and jeer knowing exactly who is about to step out from behind the curtain.)

(Axe walks out slowly pushing a shopping cart where the two garbage bags and his trusty kendo stick sit inside as he makes his way down the rampway and towards the ring wearing a cut-off American Chopper's t-shirt with ripped denim shorts and scuffed Doc Martins. He makes his way to ringside and pulls out the kendo stick before throwing the shopping cart along with the bags inside as he rolls underneath the bottom rope and gets to his feet placing the kendo stick under the turnbuckle and taking the microphone from the ring announcer as the lights come back up and the music stops.)

(Axe walks over to the fallen garbage bags and raises the microphone to his lips but the crowd begin a chant...)

CROWD: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

JR: The crowd are letting Axe how they feel King!

King: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! HA HA! I love it JR!

(Axe shakes his head and begins to speak ignoring them.)

Axe: Please spare me your opinions...is that the best you idiots could come up with? (Crowd begins to stir with boos.) I mean there's thousands of you in here do you all have the intelligence of a two year old? (Boos.) I'll take that answer as a yes not that I needed to know...but let me move on as you peons have received enough mic time. (Boos get louder.) Bruisermania 2004 is among us and tonight I plan on taking out an annoying simple creature by the name of Tobey Miliken a so-called "Movie star" Once I am finished with you Miliken there won't be a plastic surgeon in sight that will be able to construct your face properly again! (Crowd boos.) Shut up you imbeciles!

(The crowd is just exploding with boos and beginning to throw trash into the ring and Axe seems to be enjoying every bit of it.)

Axe: Now Bole asked me what exactly were in these garbage bags so why don't I show you all...and if any of you dim witted people noticed my promo recently at the hardware store this will make perfect sense.

(Axe begins to untie the bags and begins dumping the contents as we see the following: Road signs, 2X4's, rope, cookie pans, pots, pans, a tied brown sack, plunger, plastic piping, empty paint cans etc. etc. Axe picks up the brown sack and begins to speak again...)

Axe: These are some of the items I intend on using in the match tonight plus something really special in this bag in case your wondering. Let me give you idiots a clue...there shiney.....small.......
sharp....and silver....don't know? Thumbtacks!

Axe: You could say I brought everything but the kitchen sink! Now Ezekiel like I said I never wanted to get you involved but unfortunately you will feel pain as well if you get in my way but in fact even if you don't as I plan to win...remember this is my HAVEN...my ground...my PLAYGROUND OF DESTRUCTION! Now come on out and bring what you got!!!

(Axe tosses the mic back and drops the sack as he goes to the corner resting his arms on the ropes as he waits for his opponents and the bell.)

JR: Folks this might be the appropriate time to put the kids to bed because this won't be for the faint of heart!

King: Well there gonna miss the whole thing all these matches are extreme!

LILLY: His opponent...
From Parts Unknown...
Weighing in at 242 pounds...

Ezekiel

(The arena lights fade)

P.A: FOLLOW ME INTO THE LIGHT

(Flash flares erupt from the ringposts, and In the Shadows by The Rasmus starts to play on the P.A. – Ezekiel makes his way down to the ring in a black hooded cloak. In one hand he carries the chair, in the other a set of handcuffs)

CROWD: SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT! SEE THE LIGHT!

P.A: No sleep – No sleep until I’m done with finding the answer…

(The flares continue to burn as he makes his way around the ring. Stopping by the timekeeper’s table he sets the chair up and places the handcuffs on it.)

P.A: I been watching - I been waiting - in the shadows for my time - I been searching - I been living - for tomorrows all my life…

(Ezekiel climbs into the ring and stands in the centre. The cloak drops to the ground revealing him in a white leather kilt and white boots)




Their opponent...
Led to the ring by "The Director" Shawn Rollins...
From Daytona, FL...
Weighing in at 255 pounds...


"Movie Star" Tobey Miliken

(Back in Black plays and out walks Tobey Miliken wearing a long black
trench coat and black shades. His black leather pants have long gold tassles
running down the leg. Tobey enters the ring and stands toe to toe with
Ezekiel. The two look over at Axe.)

(The two men then start to go to work on Axe.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

Once the bell sounds Axe wastes no time and tackles Tobey Miliken to the mat and begins to deliver lefts and rights to the head.

JR: Axe is wasting no time and is unloading with some hard punches to the head of Miliken!

King: And the ref can't break it up because this match is anything goes!

JR: Ezekiel has now come into the mix and stomped on the back of the head of Axe causing him to fall off of Tobey.

King: I don't think that was a good idea on Ezekiel's part JR!

JR: Axe has managed to get to his feet and the two are locking up!
Axe getting the upperhand and delivers a nice vertical suplex onto Ezekiel!
Axe now stomping away at Ezekiel he has absolutely no remorse!

King: He's crazy like I said in the beginning JR! This match should have been loser goes to the loony bin!

JR: Tobey trying to interfere here but OH! He just got dropkicked by Axe to the outside of the ring!
Axe has got Ezekiel back to his feet and is giving some vicious chops to the chest!
He's now whipped him into the ropes and Ezekiel coming back trying to go for a clothesline but gets ducked!
Axe seems to be picking something up from the mat!

King: It's a stop sign JR!

*CRACK!*

JR: MY GAWD! Axe just leveled Ezekiel with that stop sign to the head!

King: That definitely stopped him in his tracks HA HA!

JR: Tobey has entered the ring Axe sees him and goes to swing but Tobey ducks under and is about to go for a jawbreaker but Axe kicks him in the gut!
OH MY! Axe just dug that stop sign into Tobey's stomach!

Ezekiel gets back up and grabs a cookie pan and goes to wind back on Axe but manages to side step leveling Tobey!

JR: Axe now dropkicking Ezekiel and he's sliding out the ring and looking for something!

King: Are you kidding me doesn't he have enough weapons to use?!

JR: Axe has a steel chair and he's entering the ring he's opening it don't tell me he's...oh god no!
Axe has just put Tobey's leg into the chair and he's going up to the turnbuckle!
No this is sick don't do this!

King: Do it! Do it!

JR: OH NO! Axe just delivered an elbow to that steel chair Tobey must be feeling incredible pain right now!
Look at Axe he's actually smiling at what he just did! That is sick!

King: He better look behind him!

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

JR: Good Lord! Ezekiel just hit Axe with his kendo stick!
Axe is holding his back and he looks to be hurt!

Shawn throws Tobey a pair of brass knuckles and Tobey goes to work on
pounding on Axe's face as he has him up against the turnbuckles.
Ezekiel jumps out of the ring and looks under the ring for a table.
Ezekiel sets a table up. Tobey tries to set Axe up for a power bomb through
the table but Axe throws Tobey over his shoulders and Tobey goes through the
table.

It looks like Axe has managed to roll to the outside where Ezekiel is following with that kendo stick in hand!

King: Looks like Ezekiel isn't finished!

JR: Ezekiel going to hit him again but NO! Axe moved out of the way!
Axe is actually on his feet and Ezekiel going for another swing but misses!

JR: Axe with Ezekiel in the corner, Tobey joining in with a few stiff kicks to Ezekiel’s gut. Double suplex on Ezekiel, he hits the canvas hard. Axe and Tobey start slugging it out!

KING: I knew the teamwork wouldn’t last!!

JR: Axe with a well placed right, Tobey staggers through the ropes and to the floor. Axe towards Ezekiel – drop toe hold!!

Axe giving a hard right hand! And another! And another!

Ezekiel starting to stagger backwards and Axe just leveled him with a shoulder block knocking him to the mats!

King: Tobey is on the outside too!

JR: Axe has Ezekiel back up and he just whipped him into the steel guard rail!
Tobey has that kendo stick now and is slowly creeping behind!
Axe is busy stomping the holy hell out of Ezekiel!
Axe turning around and Tobey just hit him right across the head with that kendo stick!

King: That must of rattled the brain...oh nevermind.

JR: A trickle of blood is starting to run from Axe's forehead!
Tobey is about to use that kendo stick again but it's blocked!
Axe has got it now and OH! He just lowblowed Tobey with it!

Axe leaves the kendo stick and the two beginning fighting up the rampway as Ezekiel follows.
Axe hits Ezekiel with a Russian legsweep.
Axe executes a belly-to-back suplex on Ezekiel.
Axe executes an elbowsmash on Ezekiel.

They're brawling inside the ring area.
Axe throws Ezekiel over the guardrail.
Axe takes Ezekiel down with an elbowsmash.
Axe is going for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, kickout.
Axe whips Ezekiel into the guardrail.
Axe hits a Hotshot on Ezekiel.
Quite a few boos are audible.
Axe flings Ezekiel over a row of chairs.

Axe and Ezekiel begin exchanging left and rights.
Ezekiel manages to hit Axe with a drop toehold onto the guardrail!

JR: Axe just hit his jaw off that guard rail!
Ezekiel and Tobey seem to be fighting up towards the top of the entrance ramp!

JR: Shawn trying to interfere in this match, Axe knocks him down. Ezekiel nails Tobey with a Bona Fide onto the steel entrance ramp, and follows into with an elbow drop.

JR: Axe somehow has gotten back up but he's holding his jaw I think he might have broken it!
Axe is charging towards the top and he just leveled Tobey with an elbowsmash to the back of the head!
Ezekiel is now running towards Axe but OH MY! He just got powerslammed onto that steel!

Axe kicks away at Ezekiel and walks over to Tobey where he gets him to his feet and lock up.

JR: Oh no! Axe has just hoisted Tobey up!
MY GAWD! He just powerbombed Tobey onto the steel!
Axe has got Ezekiel and he just whipped them into the back!

King: Here we go JR!

JR: Tobey gets up slowly and grabs a lead pipe under the ring and ups the
entrance way and knocks Axe on the head.
Tobey picks up Ezekiel and the two start to pound on Axe again. Ezekiel
grabs a piece of the Bruisermania sign that is hanging above the entrance
way and breaks it over Axe's head.
Shawn Rollins walks up the entrance way and hands Exekiel a piece of
rope. Ezekiel starts to choke Axe and he drags Axe through the corridor and
into the locker room.

JR: They’ve made their way into the backstage area, Axe and Ezekiel whip Tobey into a pile of boxes. Ezekiel with a big haymaker to Axe, he’s put a chair on top of Axe, BIG MOVE, leg drop onto the chair onto Axe.

KING: Ezekiel’s clutching his leg after that move, ha ha ha!

JR: Axe just bounced Ezekiel's head off one of the tables!
Now he's got one of the cables and he's choking the life out of Ezekiel and the ref can only watch!

Axe applies more pressure but Ezekiel doesn't tap and in the end Axe lets go as Ezekiel gasps for air.

JR: Tobey has now came in and he's grabbed a monitor!
Tobey is about to hit Axe with that monitor but Axe just countered with a dropkick sending that monitor into Tobey!

*SMASH*

King: He's on TV in more ways than one!

JR: Axe has gotten hold of Ezekiel from behind and he has locked his waist what's he gonna do?

Axe delivers a belly-to-back suplex sending Ezekiel through a table!

JR: OH MY! Axe is relentless in this beating!
Axe now has Tobey by his legs I think I have a feeling what he's about to do!
That's just cheap! He just kicked Tobey in the groin!

King: Do what you can to win JR! That's all it is!

JR: Axe has just put Tobey onto a table and he's sliding him along knocking down whatever is in the way!
OH! And Tobey has just fell right down onto the floor and rolled to the door of the locker room!

Axe goes for a backspin DDT, but Ezekiel blocks it.
Ezekiel hits Axe with gutwrench powerbomb.
A small "Ezekiel" chant is being started.
Ezekiel is going for the cover.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, kickout.
Ezekiel goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Axe counters it with a bulldog.

JR: Axe has the legs of Ezekiel and he's dropped down delivering a hotshot right into the lockers!
Tobey now has Axe and just introduced him to a locker room door!

*BAM!*

*BAM!*

*BAM!*

JR: To add insult to injury Tobey did it a few more times!
Axe is now on the floor and Tobey seems to be going for the pin!
1, 2 oh and Axe gets the shoulder!

King: It's too early to pin!

Ezekiel and Axe tie up and Axe russian legsweeps Ezekiel onto the bench and follows by slamming his head against the bench!

JR: This is getting out of hand!
Axe is stuffing Tobey's head inside one of the locker's! NO DON'T DO IT!

*BAM!*

*BAM!*

*BAM!*

*BAM!*

JR: Axe just slammed that locker door four times across the skull of Tobey!
Axe picks up Ezekiel and goes to throw him into the lockers but its reversed!
OUCH! Axe just hit that locker hard and it looks like Ezekiel is going for a bulldog but it's pushed away!

As Ezekiel turns around Axe hits him with a running driving kneelift causing him to double over.

JR: Axe has Ezekiel's arm and just hiptossed him onto the bench!
Axe going back to work on Tobey by giving some stomps..

Axe kicks one of the lockers and one of the lockers fall on top of
Ezekiel.
Ezekiel falls down and Axe gets up and kicks Tobey in the groin.
Tobey falls in pain. Axe grabs a locker door and smashes it over the
back of Tobey. Tobey falls back down and Ezekiel kicks Tobey in the face.
Tobey spits blood and Axe grabs Tobey and throws him against the locker
room wall.
Ezekiel gets up and Axe grabs him and throws him the locker room
entrance door back into the hall way and kicks him all the way down to the
concession area.

KING: YAH! Ezekiel's beating on Tobey with a Vernon Vanderbilt foam finger.

JR: Shawn Rollins runs up behind Axe and starts to hit him in the back, but
Axe turns around and with a back hand knocks Shawn down.
Axe grabs Ezekiel and body slams him through a table in the concession
area.
Axe picks up Ezekiel and then clothes lines him over the concession
stand into some pop corn machines.
Tobey comes stumbling out of the locker room and chop blocks Axe in the
back of the knee.
Axe falls down and Tobey grabs a Coke fountain machine and hits Axe in
the back with it.
Tobey runs over and picks Axe up and rams him into a concrete pillar.

JR: Ezekiel and Tobey seem to be working over Axe.

King: Looks like they plan to take out the weak link, and go at it one
on one.

JR: I agree Axe is now bleeding profusely and it looks like these two
aren't even near done.

KING: Where are they going now?

JR: Ezekiel just kicked Axe right in the thigh and it looks like he's about to throw him into the concession stand but gets reversed and Ezekiel just went flying!
Axe now on top of the table and OH MY! Just delivered an elbow onto Ezekiel!

Axe grabs a t-shirt and begins to choke Ezekiel with it.
Tobey comes over but is delivered a low blow!

*BAM!*

JR: Axe just hit Tobey with a cardboard box full of shirts!
Axe now has Ezekiel and he's got him hooked going for a vertical suplex!

*SMASH!*

JR: Axe just smashed Ezekiel through the glass cabinet!!!

Axe bounces Tobey's head off the counter and then pushes him over the counter!

JR: Axe has grabbed one of the drink sprays and is soaking Tobey with Coke!

King: I could go for one of those right now and a hot dog!

*SMASH!*

JR: Axe just got hit with a pot by Ezekiel!

KING: They're in the kitchen!

JR: Axe just sent Tobey into the dishwasher and followed up with an elbow smash!

KING: YAHH! They're going to the bathroom!

JR: Axe has Tobey in the stalls and is lifting the toilet seats and placing his head down! NO!

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

JR: Axe just slammed the toilet seat down on Tobey's head!

King: I hope that wasn't the stall Rikishi used!

JR: Ezekiel has come in and Axe goes to throw him towards the mirror but its reversed!

*SMASH!*

JR: GOOD GAWD! Axe just went into the mirror and he's bleeding bad folks!
Ezekiel has taken off the paper towel dispenser and

*SMASH!*

JR: Just hit Axe with it!

They're all fighting back to the concession stand!

Axe slams Tobey's head off some counters and follows up with a small package but only gets a two count.

Ezekiel goes to give a kick to the thigh but Axe grabs his leg and gives a kick to the groin followed by smashing a salt jar on his head!

JR: Axe going for a running driving kneelift but Tobey ducks and pushes Axe and OH NO!
Axe is rolling down those flight of stairs!
Tobey makes his way down and goes to send Axe into the wall but it's reversed!

*CRACK!*

King: I see blood JR!

JR: Tobey is bleeding from his eye as Axe delivers some chops and kicks to the chest!

Axe hoists Ezekiel into the air and drops him down the stairs!

JR: OH GAWD! That was just sick and completely unnecessary!

King: YAH! Axe sent flying down a flight of stairs and into the door
leading into the parking lot, by a big drop kick from Tobey.

JR: Ezekiel goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Axe counters it with a facerake.
Axe goes for a kick to the groin, but Ezekiel blocks it.
Axe is busted wide open.
Ezekiel hits gutwrench powerbomb on Axe.
A small "Ezekiel" chant is being started.
Ezekiel hits Axe with a savate kick.
A small "Ezekiel" chant is being started.

JR: Ezekiel jumps over Axe and where is he heading?

Axe rolls in the parking lot and Tobey kicks him in the side.

King: This is just brutal.

JR: When will enough be enough.

Tobey runs out of the way and Axe gets up slowly, only to be met with
Ezekiel driving a rental car with a huge impact he hit s Axe with the car.

Ezekiel: That was my car you smashed last week.

Tobey: I told you Axe, you would find out tonight who's car you wrecked
last week.

Ezekiel: Good thing I had that extra insurance.

JR: This is disgusting.

King: And now they are hooking up a chain to his feet and now what...

Tobey gets in the car and drives it around the parking lot and smashes
Axe into the production trucks in the back.

JR: Someone needs to stop this right now.

Ezekiel unhooks Axe and Axe hits Ezekiel with a right hand. Ezekiel
stumbles backwards.
Axe gets up quickly and nails Tobey with a right hand, and another right
and another right.
Tobey falls inside one of the production trucks and Axe grabs some cable
and starts to choke Tobey with it.
Ezekiel hits Axe from behind with chair.
Axe turns around.
Ezekiel hits Axe with the chair over the head.

JR: Axe has Tobey on top of a car and OH MY! He just vertical suplexed him!
He's going again two times!
And one last time making it three!

King: I think that was Bole's car HA HA!

JR: Axe just powerslammed Ezekiel onto the hood of a car!
Axe is now climbing another car parked next to it and going for an elbow drop but Ezekiel moves!

*SMASH!*

JR: Axe just smashed the windshield!

King: He's busted open pretty bad JR!

JR: They're fighting their way back inside!

Axe falls down and Tobey drags Axe over to back stage area and picks up
Shawn who has been laying down by the concession area and the three of them
start to kick Axe.
Shawn has a smile and hands something to Tobey.

JR: What has Shawn just handed to Tobey?

Tobey shows that he has lighter fluid.
Tobey sprays it all over Axe and then lights a match and Axe goes up in
flames.
Axe rolls around on the ground putting the flames out.
Ezekiel has a fire extinguisher and sprays it all over Axe.
Ezekiel then hits Axe, Tobey and Shawn with the extinguisher.

JR: Axe is bleeding an unbelievable amount of blood right now!
Tobey is climbing a table and he's about to take flight!
OH! He just missile dropkicked Axe in the face!

Ezekiel and Axe tie up and Axe delivers a hiptoss and quickly grabs a camera where he levels Tobey across the head with it!

*SMASH!*

JR: That camera just got introduced to Tobey's face!

King: AHH! That costs thousands of dollars!

Axe grabs a cable and begins to choke Tobey.

JR: Axe is now choking Tobey look at the hate in his eyes!

King: All I can see is blood!

Axe releases and picks up a tripod sending it into the gut of Ezekiel.

JR: That just knocked the wind out of Ezekiel for sure!

*SMASH!*

JR: Axe just hit Ezekiel with it!

*SMASH!*

JR: Twice!

*SMASH!*

JR: Three times!

JR: Axe just sent Tobey flying out the entrance and just clocked him with an elbowsmash sending him near the edge of the stage!
Axe just dropkicked Tobey!
OH MY GAWD! Tobey just went through a stack of tables and recording equipment!

Ezekiel comes running from behind but Axe hiptosses him below as well.

JR: NO! And now Ezekiel has fallen this is insanity!

Axe drags Tobey to his feet as they make their way towards the ring as they battle back and forth with lefts and rights!

RING

JR: Axe has that 2X4 and Tobey is barely able to stand on his feet!

*SMASH!*

JR: Axe just hit Tobey across the head smashing it in two!

King: These guys must be ready to collapse!

Ezekiel grabs two pans and smashes them together like cymbals across the head of Axe!

*SMASH!*

*SMASH!*

JR: OH MY! Ezekiel just hit Axe like two cymbals in a marching band!

JR: Axe has Tobey in the corner and he's got that steel chair placed across his face!
Axe is going up top again and I don't think this gonna be good folks!
Axe launches and lands a flying elbow drop onto the chair going into the face of Tobey!

*SMASH!*

King: HA HA! Axe was right Tobey's face will be beyond plastic surgery!

Ezekiel hits the ropes and returns as Axe hits him with a swinging neckbreaker!

Axe grabs the paint cans and nails them across the head of Ezekiel several times!

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

KING: They're stumbling back to the ring!

JR: All three men are now back in the ring, where it all begun. What have these three warriors got left?

KING: They’re all gonna be losers tonight!!!

JR: Axe grabs the brown sack and opens it dumping the contents onto the mat as silver thumbtacks spread all over!

JR: Oh no anything but this...Tobey or Ezekiel are in a lot of trouble right now!
Axe has emptied the bag and he's got Ezekiel but no he just tossed him to the outside he's going for Tobey! He's going for Tobey!

King: I think the fat lady is about to sing!

JR: Axe gets Tobey to his feet and whips him to the ropes on the return he's going for a OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD!
Axe just backspin DDT'ed Tobey's head into those thumbtacks!

Axe looks at Tobey as he screams in pain as Axe signals for the Loner's Landing.

JR: THIS IS ENOUGH! STOP DAMNIT!

King: NO! This is getting good!

JR: Axe kicks Tobey into the gut as he doubles over and Loner's Landing on those thumbtacks again!!!
Ezekiel has made it back inside and he has a steel chair!

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

JR: Axe just got leveled with two sickening chair shots across the back and one across the head and he just landed in those thumbtacks!
He is bleeding like a stuck pig!

JR: Ezekiel has just kicked Axe in the gut and is going for the Bonafide but it's blocked!

KING: WHAT?!

JR: Axe kicks Ezekiel in the gut and OH MY! He just delivered the Loner's Landing on that steel chair!

Here's the pin!

Len Stanley counts: One, two, Tobey Miliken doesn't make it in time... three.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Axe.

("Lithium" by Nirvana begins to play as Axe has his arm lifted he tries to get to his feet but falls as he is bleeding so much. In the end he manages to lean on the ropes and get up by his own and looks at his fallen opponents with a sick smile. The crowd actually seems to be cheering as they saw an intense match.

JR: That was one gruesome brutal battle and this young man looks very promising for the BMWF I can see him doing very well down the road!

King: I hate to admit it but I have to agree as he pulled an impressive victory despite all the damage that was inflicted on him!

JR: All three men have been through the wars here tonight...

KING: Wait! Look!

JR: Ezekiel with now with chair in hand, Tobey and Axe to their feet. Axe with the kick to Tobey’s gut, Ezekiel raises the chair over Tobey, OH MY!! He just smacked the chair off Axe’s head, Ezekiel putting Axe’s left ankle in the chair, Ezekiel to the second rope – PILLMANIZER!!!

KING: YAH! He’s not gonna be walking anytime soon!

JR: Ezekiel may have shattered Axe’s ankle, what’s he looking for under the ring now.

KING: More toys to play with, I want a barbed wire 2 by 4.

JR: He’s got a black bag.

KING: YAH! He’s going to Tobey, what’s in the bag?

JR: Tobey to his feet, both men staring each other down. Ezekiel reaching into the bag, a shirt? He has thrown a shirt to Tobey, Tobey pulling the shirt on, what does it say?

KING: YAH!!! HOLLYWOOD INC!!!

JR: WHAT IN THE WORLD?

KING: Ezekiel pulling a Hollywood Inc shirt on too, has this been a set-up?

JR: Tobey holding Axe up for Ezekiel, INQUISITION, I don’t believe what I’m seeing. Tobey with the Director’s Cut locked in, nowhere for Axe to go – he’s tapping! Shawn throws Ezekiel his handcuffs, Ezekiel cuffs Axe’s hands behind his back. Ezekiel and Tobey with chairs, Shawn holding Axe…

KING: YAH!!! A double chair shot!!!

JR: They are taking this too far, we need security out here.

JR: Tobey and Ezekiel both standing in the ring proudly standing over
Axe, what have they got to say for themselves?

Tobey: I have been telling you people for months now that I had a plan.
That I was going to shake up the BMWF. Allow me to introduce to you all....

(Then in the ring Shawn Rollins takes the lighter fluid and sprays it on
the ring apron. Ezekiel again provides the match and then in the ring the
following letters appear in flames on the ring apron.)

H.I.

Tobey: No, I am not telling you idiots Hi. That is H. I. Initials for
"Hollywood Inc."

Ezekiel: A new truth is here, an opportunity for ALL to learn. The
truth will be heard from the foundations, way up to the belfry.

Shawn: Now that we have said HI, we now say, Goodbye.

PA: FEED MY FRANKENSTEIN!

(Alice Cooper’s “Feed my Frankenstein” Blasts from the speakers as Witherspoon runs out in his trench coat with a baseball bat in his hand. Witherspoon smacks Tobey across the face with the baseball bat, knocking him to the floor.)

JR: What the heck is he doing here!

King: So much for resting! HA!

(Witherspoon brings the Baseball bat crashing down against Tobey’s face. Blood pours from a cut in his forehead, as Witherspoon stops to adjust his ice pack. He wails Tobey’s face with the baseball bat once more, before resting it on his shoulder and nodding to Axe and Ezekiel. “Feed my Frankenstein plays again as he turns and walks up the ramp and back stage.)

King: Well Tobey, guess you know what pay back is!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The Couch is standing out in the parking lot holding a microphone in a hand.)

The Couch: Hello Ladies and Gentlemen. I am currently waiting out in the Parking lot
for the arrival of William Black's limo. We have not seen or heard from Mr Black since the cowardly backstage attack last week on Bedlam by Tyrone Smith. This feud runs deeper then that. Just two weeks ago on Live, Tyrone walked out of a triple threat match involving Mr Black and Truck. In spite of the beating William Black took, he still managed to pull out the victory.

(A deep burgandy mercedes-benz limo slowly drives through the parking lot in the back.
When it stops a few feet from the camera, the driver gets out and walks around to the
back of the car and opens the door. William Black steps out of the car dressed in an
expensive black suit. He fixes the buttons, and then tips the limo driver just as The Couch approaches.)

The Couch: Mister Black! Mister Black! Can I have a few words with you regarding your
thoughts on Tyrone Smith? And why you chose to give up your title shot to Scrappy Joe
Tunny instead?

(William Black looks a little annoyed, but he stops anyway.)

Black: Well Couch, it's this simple. Tonight is the biggest night in the BMWF. If you wrestle, and you're in the BMWF, this is the night of all nights to shine. It's the night to earn your keep, and that's exactly what I'm going to do tonight.

(William Black takes the microphone from The Couch and turns completely towards the
camera.)

Black: You see, tonight, I'm dropping my dead weight. Tyrone, I told you I was done with you. You might have been here four years, or whatever, it doesn't matter. The point is, done means done. I'll decide where to go after tonight.

(William Black shoves the mic back to The Couch, but stops, turns around, and snatches
it back.)

Black: I almost forgot. Truck, Tonight you're running out of gas, it's that simple. And Headhunter. I'll give you a hint.

(William Black checks his watch and then holds it up to the camera.)

Black: Headhunter... The clock is ticking... Tonight... You FEEL THE BOOM!

(Black shoves the mic back at The Couch and walks off towards the locker room for real
this time.)

>>>

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

(As Tina Turner begins to play, "Mr. Showtime" Vernon
Vanderbilt steps out onto the ramp, followed by Mr.
Clancy R. Beauregarde, who is carrying a giant chack
for $50,000. Vernon blows kisses tothe crowd, points
to the stars, and then heads down to
the ring. He grabs a microphone before entering.)

Vernon:  Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time to award
the prize for the "Kick Tobey Miliken's @$$
Challenge!" (crowd pop)  $50,000 goes to one lucky man
back there, the man who performed the most brutal,
creative, and excellent attack on Tobey Miliken.  Now,
Tobey is truly a cold sore on the lips of humanity,
but I think we have taken him down a few notches.  If
nothing else, I hope he's learned that it's in no
one's best interests to provoke Prime Time!  Now,
before I get down to the nitty gritty, I have a few
words for those who participated.  Each and every one
of you not only met my expectations, you exceeded
them.  This was truly a tough decision, but you may
rest assured that you are all winners.  That being
said, only one person can win the $50,000 prize.  That
man is.

(The crowd quiets.)

Vernon:  Kolic!  Come on down, buddy, and claim your
reward!

(The Bruisertron shows the following message:)

2 late
2 win
4 you it's over

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

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

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

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

Vernon:  For your cunning and violent creation of the
Torture Chamber of Doom, I do hereby present you with
this prize of $50,000!

(Clancy hands Vernon the check, who then hands it over
to Kolic.)

Vernon:  Now, before anyone gets all in a tizzy over
the fact that a member of Prime Time was deemed the
victor in this contest, I have something else to say.
I have decided that since all the attacks were so
extraordinary, everyone deserves a little something.
At Bedlam, I will hand out the consolation prizes.  I
want each and every person who participated in this
exercise to contact me, be it through the BMWF's
official website, or at my personal e-mail,
vernonvanderbilt@yahoo.com, in order for me to pass
out the details.  At Bedlam, the rest of you will get
what you deserve for your efforts,  Trust me, you
won't be disappointed.  I'm not going to say anything
else.  We'll save the rest for Bedlam.  Until then,
I'll just say this:  Tobey, I hope you've learned
something from all of this.  I'll see you in the ring
very soon, boy.

(Vernon shakes Kolic's hand.)

FADE OUT

>>>

(Inside the Union locker room, Team Beautiful walks up to Elektroshock and La Pakka.)

Rey: Botto locos....

Pakka: Amigos!!!

Tazan: I don't understand what is going on here essas.

Elektroshock: It is above my understanding as well.

Pakka: Well, everyone wanted to see you face someone new. We wanted to face someone other than Truck... I guess the Rock granted all wishes.

Tazan: I guess so.

Rey: Good luck bottos.

Elektroshock: Same to you.

Pakka: Elektroshock, let's get some water.

(Elektroshock and La Pakka walk out to get some water.)

Rey: They don't have a clue do they?

Tazan: Not even.

>>>

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

Introducing first...
At a total combined weight of 427 pounds...
The BMWF World Tag Team Champions...
Rey Bucanerro... Tazan Boy... TEAM BEAUTIFUL

("We Will Rock You" by Queen blasts over the PA as Team Beautiful makes their way down to the ring. They have the BMWF World Tag Team titles strapped around their waists. They stop to speak to some ladies at ringside and then rush into the ring.)

Rey: It seems that someone is upset about us not getting in here on the biggest show of the year botto.

Tazan: Scrappy... Go find Scooby and Shaggy and play with them for a while.

Rey: But we have our amigos... Our own la familia, Elektroshock and La Pakka.

Tazan: Just because we are amigos don't mean we are going to go lightly on you essas.

Rey: We know what you can do....

Tazan: And we know what you can do.

Rey: Just means it will be another great victory for us.

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 495 pounds...
Elektroshock... La Pakka... THE UNION

("Thriller" by Michael Jackson begins to play as the lights go out. A spotlight shines on the rampways to show La Pakka dancing as Elektroshock stands beside him. They begin to walk down to the ring. They slide under the ropes. They walk over and get in the faces of the Tag Team Champions. They are all smiles save for Elektroshock. Team Beautiful shakes the hands of La Pakka and Elektroshock.)

Elektroshock: Did I hear you right? Did you say that you were going to walk away with another great victory?

(Before Rey or Tazan Boy can say anything.)

Pakka: We have been underestamated for a long time essas. But I never thought that you would disrespect us.

Elektroshock: But we understand that you are just trying to get the fans caught up in this match. The excitement...

Pakka: The thrills...

Elektroshock: But more than anything...

Pakka: Us stealing those belts.

(Elektroshock and La Pakka attack Team Beautiful)

JR: This match is going to be as exciting as any we have ever seen before King!!! As La Pakka and Elektroshock are taking it to the tag team champions before the bell even rings!!!!

King: Never trust a Mexican!!!!

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Rey Bucanerro runs into the ropes.
La Pakka hits Rey Bucanerro with a clothesline.
La Pakka runs into the ropes.
La Pakka misses with an elbow.
Rey Bucanerro goes for a slap, but La Pakka blocks it.
La Pakka nails Rey Bucanerro with a bodyslam.
La Pakka hits Rey Bucanerro with a flying spinning leg lariat.
A few fans are cheering on La Pakka.
La Pakka uses a single-leg takedown on Rey Bucanerro.
La Pakka nails Rey Bucanerro with a powerslam.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, in the ropes...
La Pakka nails Rey Bucanerro with a bodyslam.
La Pakka tags out to Elektroshock.
Elektroshock executes a double-axhandle to the back on Rey Bucanerro.
Elektroshock whips Rey Bucanerro into the ropes.
Rey Bucanerro hits Elektroshock with a kick.
Rey Bucanerro hoists Elektroshock high into the air with a vertical suplex, then
sends Elektroshock crashing hard to the mat.
Rey Bucanerro executes a spinning leg lariat on Elektroshock.
Rey Bucanerro takes Elektroshock down with a senton.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
Rey Bucanerro tags out to Tazan Boy.
Tazan Boy hits Elektroshock with a slap.
Tazan Boy dances for the crowd.
Tazan Boy is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Tazan Boy executes a spin kick on Elektroshock.
Tazan Boy locks Elektroshock in an abdominal stretch.
Elektroshock manages to grab the ropes after holding out for 15 seconds.
Tazan Boy goes for an abdominal stretch, but Elektroshock counters it with
an elbowsmash.

JR: Eletroshock whips Tazan Boy into the ropes. Babseball slide from Tazan Boy.

King: This is crazy!!!!

JR: Elektroshock is taken down by a chop block from Tazan Boy.

King: These Mexicans are going wild!!!

JR: Tazan Boy just walked up the back of Elektroshock!!!!

Elektroshock whips Tazan Boy into the ropes.
Elektroshock gets a chokehold on Tazan Boy.
Bart Farinus warns Elektroshock to let go.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, three, four.
Elektroshock tags out to La Pakka.
La Pakka whips Tazan Boy into the ropes.
La Pakka misses with a shoulderblock.
Tazan Boy goes for a clothesline, but La Pakka counters it with a crucifix.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
La Pakka whips Tazan Boy into the ropes.
La Pakka hits Tazan Boy with a backdrop.
La Pakka whips Tazan Boy into the turnbuckle, but Tazan Boy reverses it.
Tazan Boy charges into the corner, but La Pakka moves out of the way.
La Pakka uses a flying cross body press on Tazan Boy.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, KICKOUT.
Tazan Boy hits La Pakka.
La Pakka punches Tazan Boy.
La Pakka chops Tazan Boy.
La Pakka punches Tazan Boy.
La Pakka takes Tazan Boy down with a spinning backbreaker.
La Pakka hits Tazan Boy with a bodyslam.
La Pakka hits a bodyslam on Tazan Boy.
La Pakka whips Tazan Boy into the ropes.
Tazan Boy hits La Pakka with an elbow.
Tazan Boy covers La Pakka.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
Tazan Boy dances for the crowd.
The crowd is going crazy.
Tazan Boy runs into the ropes.
La Pakka goes for an armdrag takedown, but Tazan Boy reverses it.
In turn, La Pakka counters it with a lariat.
La Pakka nails Tazan Boy with a flying cross body press.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
La Pakka does the Pakka dance.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
La Pakka goes for a flying dropkick, but Tazan Boy counters it with a dropkick.
Tazan Boy catches La Pakka in an armlock leglock submission.
La Pakka is struggling to reach the ropes.
La Pakka manages to grab the ropes after being trapped for 8 seconds.
Tazan Boy tags out to Rey Bucanerro.
Rey Bucanerro and Tazan Boy whip La Pakka into the ropes.
Rey Bucanerro and Tazan Boy hit La Pakka with a double bodyslam.
Tazan Boy executes a faceslam on La Pakka.
Rey Bucanerro hits a flying bodypress on La Pakka.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
Rey Bucanerro and Tazan Boy hit La Pakka with a double bodyslam.
Tazan Boy goes for a faceslam, but La Pakka blocks it.
Tazan Boy rolls out of the ring.

JR: Rey Bucanerro is in trouble with La Pakka!!!!

King: This is unbelievable!!!!!

JR: Rey is backed up to the ropes.

King: La Pakka is having his way with Rey!!!

JR: La Pakka goes for a wild punch!!! Rey ducks under it!!!! Dropkick sending La Pakka over the top rope!!!!

King: La Pakka is in trouble now.

JR: Rey goes for a baseball slide... La Pakka ducks as Rey goes right over him.

King: This is crazy!!!

JR: La Pakka just drove the back of Rey into the ring barrier!!!!

La Pakka nails Rey Bucanerro with a powerslam.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: All four men are in the ring!!!!

King: This referee needs to get control of the match.

JR: The referee is trying to break up Elektroshock and Rey.

King: What is Tazan Boy doing?

JR: Tazan Boy just hit La Pakka with a low blow!!!!

King: That is a friend for you.

JR: Tazan Boy chop blocks Elektroshock!!!! MEXICAN STANDOFF!!!

King: La Pakka is trying to get up!!!!

JR: Tazan Boy just kicked him in the face!!!!

King: Rey is going for the cover!!!!!

(Suddenly, the lights go dark in the arena. The crowd is abuzz.)

King: What? Didn't this happen once tonight?

(The blinking gray light is on the BruiserTron.)

PA: BRUISERMANIA….
THE PLACE FOR MEMORIES….
WHERE IT ALL BEGINS ANEW….
BUT FOR US….
IT IS AN ENDING….
AND IT WILL END THE RIGHT WAY….

(The gray light on the BruiserTron turns blue. A familiar piano and guitar intro fills the arena.)

JR: It can't be….

PA: ECO-LIFE! WAKE ME UP!

(There is an explosion of blue fireworks, and the lights are restored. Running down the steel ramp with lead pipes are Inferno and Mineral, the Eco-System!)

JR: THE ECO-SYSTEM IS HERE! THE ECO-SYSTEM! THE ECO-SYSTEM!

Inferno and Mineral grab Rey Bucannero by the legs, and pull him down face first into the steel steps.
The Eco-System hops up o the apron and enters the ring.
Elektro and Tazan come running at them, but they are met with lead pipe shots to the head taking them down.
La Pakka runs in, but is nailed with red mist to the eyes by Inferno.

*DING DING*

King: It's a double-DQ, JR!

JR: The Eco-System doesn't care! They're like wild, vengeful animals!

Inferno scoops up Elektroshock and nails the Sun Flare on him.
Mineral nails La Pakka, just getting up, with an Avalanche.
Inferno and Mineral grab a bloodied Tazan Boy, and execute the Nature's Fury on him.

JR: This is nothing more than a reckless, crazed beatdown!

(Mineral slides out side the ring as Inferno scales to the top rope. Mineral picks up Rey outside the ring and alley oops him as Inferno comes off with a Famouser to execute a Take Two onto the steel steps!)

JR: TAKE TWO ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! HOW VICIOUS WAS THAT?

(Mineral and Inferno get up and walk over to the ring crew. They take the tag belts and stand atop the security barricade, brandishing them proudly.)

JR: Look at them! They're covered in the former Union's blood from that speedy massacre!

(Inferno and Mineral throw the belts back into the ring, and they leave through a wildly cheering crowd. We see the four men in the ring are completely stunned.)

JR: Well, they may not have gotten to defend the titles at BruiserMania, but the Eco-System sure made their presence felt despite not being on the roster, and gave these fans tonight an enduring memory!

King: And that's fine with me, because that match was boring me anyway! HA HA!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene cuts to the bathroom where Scotty Two Hottie is standing. Under the stalll door, you can see the boots and ankles of a very large person.)

SCOTTY: Come on Rikishi! It's almost time for your match!

*PLLLTT* *PLOP* *PLOP*

RIKISHI: Ah, much better!

(Rikishi stands up as Scotty waves his hand in front of his nose,  and in a few seconds...)

*FLUSH!*

(Rikishi comes out of the john.)

SCOTTY: PYEW! What's that smell?

RIKISHI: I didn't wipe!

(Scotty turns around and runs into the stall...)

*BARRRRF*

(fade...)

>>> 

(The arena lights dim, purple fleurescent smoke rises from the stage.
Suddenly,)

*BOOM*

#LIGHT'S OUT, GUERILLA RADIO.

#TURN THAT <bleep> UP!

(Suddenly, none other than Tai and Athena Hashi walk out from behind the
curtains. Both with lead guitars round their necks, the crowd go beserk as
the two walk down the ramp giving hi-fives to the two front rows, Tai climbs
up onto the ring apron and sits on the ropes for Athena to get through, Tai
follows and grabs a microphone.)

Tai Hashi: PONTIAC!
Crowd & Tai Hashi: YOU ROCK!

(Eruption of cheers)

Tai Hashi: BruiserMania! I made it! What a way to make my return, right here
in the third greatest place on Earth, Pontiac, After Japan and Chicago of
course. But now that we've had that great ovation if it's okay with you
people I would like to get down to a little bit of business. Now if we can
rewind our brains for a little moment I would like you all to remember the
first Bedlam of 2004 if you can, it was the night that Rock Star Inc. would
take on the Eco-System for the Tag Team Championship with special guest
referee Bruiser, unfortunatly we did not win that match, but what happened
after the match is the main bit. So Mr. Director, producer or whatever the
hell you are play the footage,

BEDLAM (05th JAN, 04)



(The BruiserTron comes to life and shows a heard of jobbers surrounding
something, the cameraman gets in between the jobbers and we see Tai Hashi,
fallen and bloodied. Tai is laying unconcious with blood dripping down his
forehead. EMT's are getting ready to load him into an ambulance.)

JR: My god! What sick and twisted person could have done this. I bet it was
those darn Eco-System who just wanted to finish this man off!

(As Tai is seen been loaded into an ambulance the camera then turns around
to see Kolic standing behind a corner with a grin across his face and a lead
pipe in his hand.)

JR: No way, King! It can't have been Kolic!

(Kolic runs off as the camera switches back to the ambulance, the sirens now
blaring and getting ready to leave. As the ambulance leaves the parking
lot...)

*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEECH*

(A large semi-truck is seen ramming into the ambulance, the ambulance now
dented and almost broken in half.)

JR: MY GOD! Kolic, this is enough!

(Suddenly we see Kolic on the scene, rushing through all the jobbers, he
climbs up the semi-truck with an angry face. He opens the door...no body
inside? Kolic then turns and looks around, he has a confused face, he then
looks at the ambulance.)

JR: What is going on here?

(Some security guards get on the scene, they usher the jobbers out of the
way. Clearing the scene we see many jobbers like Too Sexy Brian, Billy The
Kid, El Cruz Blanco, Bat Masterson, Savio Garcia and K-Dawg.)

BEDLAM (05th JAN, 04)

(The scene cuts back to the ring where Tai Hashi has his arms folded, he
puts the microphone up to his mouth.)

Tai Hashi: It's like something of out one of those rubbish detective drama
films. And there's a question on everybody's lips, whoditit? Number one, who
knocked me out. Number two, who rammed that semi-truck into my ambulance? I
demand answers and I demand them NOW! So let me bring out my first witness
to the scene of the crime, my FORMER Tag Team partner, Kolic.

(The Bruisertron shows the following message:)

2 late
2 win
4 you it's over

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

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

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

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

Kolic: How are you Tai? Nice to see you again!

(Kolic extends his hand for Tai to shake, Tai refuses.)

Tai Hashi: I'm not here to play your smart @$$ games, Kolic. I'm here for
answers so spit it out.

Kolic: OK, OK. You want answers from me. I have the answer to question
number one, but not number two. I do know who knocked you out cold but I
don't know who rammed the semi-truck into your ambulance. I was as shocked
as you, Tai.

Tai Hashi: Well, who knocked me out cold?

Kolic: You're looking at him.

(An evil grin spreads across Kolic's face.)

Kolic: But before you start beating me into a pulp I'm as curious as you are
to try and find out who rammed the semi-truck into your ambulance.

Tai Hashi: (To the camera) This is to everybody backstage and everybody
watching, I know that one of ya' punk @$$es did it. But do you have the
balls to own up? Well, whoever did it, I want you to make your way to the
arena, down to this ring and come face to face with The Rock Star like a man
and say "I did it!".

(Tai Hashi, Athena and Kolic look up to the BruiserTron.)

Tai Hashi: Come on jerk, I ain't got all day.

(Lights near the entrance darken and strobe)

PA:? Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?

("Insane in the Brain" by Cypress Hill begins as smoke starts to fill the ramp, and a figure dressed in black baggy jeans with white crosses on each leg, a black tank top, black and white flannel, a few gold chains, and a black mask with a white cross on the face with white "dreadlocks" coming from the top of it struts out from the back to the beat of the music...)

PA:  To the one on the flam
Boy your temper just toss that ham
In the fryin' pan
Like spam

>>>

(Friar Fergus and Altar Boy Mark are heading to the ring entrance. Mark blesses the crew as they walk on.)

>>> 

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

Fighting out of Samoa...
Weighing in at 500 pounds...

Rikishi Fatoo

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Saginaw, Michigan...
Weighing in at 404 pounds...

Friar Fergus

KING: *GAG* These guys both reek!

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Rikishi Fatoo goes for a headbutt, but Friar Fergus blocks it.
Friar Fergus runs into the ropes.
Friar Fergus hits Rikishi Fatoo with an elbow.
Friar Fergus whips Rikishi Fatoo into the ropes.
Rikishi Fatoo hits Friar Fergus with a kick.
Rikishi Fatoo runs into the ropes.
Rikishi Fatoo smacks Friar Fergus with a devastating clothesline .
Rikishi Fatoo gives him a savate kick, but Friar Fergus only stares at him.
Rikishi Fatoo runs into the ropes.
Friar Fergus hits Rikishi Fatoo with a kick.
Friar Fergus executes a flying bodypress on Rikishi Fatoo.
Charles Robertson counts: One, shoulder up.
Friar Fergus runs into the ropes.
Friar Fergus almost takes Rikishi Fatoo's head off with a lariat
Friar Fergus executes an elbowdrop on Rikishi Fatoo.
Friar Fergus runs into the ropes.
Rikishi Fatoo hits Friar Fergus with a kick.
Rikishi Fatoo takes Friar Fergus down with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Rikishi Fatoo hits Friar Fergus with a savate kick.
Rikishi Fatoo covers Friar Fergus.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Rikishi Fatoo complains about a slow count.
Rikishi Fatoo almost takes Friar Fergus's head off with a clothesline
Rikishi Fatoo runs into the ropes.
Altar Boy Mark hits Rikishi Fatoo in the back with a chair.
Friar Fergus whips Rikishi Fatoo into the ropes, but Rikishi Fatoo reverses it.
Rikishi Fatoo goes for a butt-bump, but Friar Fergus ducks out of the way.
Friar Fergus goes for a ropeburn, but Rikishi Fatoo blocks it.
Rikishi Fatoo throws Friar Fergus out of the ring.
Rikishi Fatoo rolls out under the bottom rope.
Rikishi Fatoo goes for a forearm smash, but Friar Fergus blocks it.
Friar Fergus executes a headbutt on Rikishi Fatoo.
Friar Fergus whips Rikishi Fatoo into the guardrail.
Friar Fergus nails Rikishi Fatoo with a headbutt.
Friar Fergus throws Rikishi Fatoo back into the ring.
Friar Fergus catches Rikishi Fatoo in a bearhug.
Rikishi Fatoo is struggling to reach the ropes.
Rikishi Fatoo manages to grab the ropes after 6 seconds.
Friar Fergus nails Rikishi Fatoo with a headbutt.
Friar Fergus goes for a headbutt, but Rikishi Fatoo blocks it.
Rikishi Fatoo hits Friar Fergus.
Rikishi Fatoo punches Friar Fergus.
A small "Rikishi Fatoo" chant is being started.
Rikishi Fatoo punches Friar Fergus.
A small "Rikishi Fatoo" chant is being started.
Friar Fergus chops Rikishi Fatoo.
Rikishi Fatoo punches Friar Fergus.
The crowd is starting to get behind Rikishi Fatoo.
Rikishi Fatoo uses a punch on Friar Fergus.
Rikishi Fatoo takes Friar Fergus down with a savate kick.
Friar Fergus falls into the corner.

KING: Oh, no! Here it comes!

JR: Good heavens! What is that brown spot on Rikishi?

KING: Burritos and Big Macs!

JR: Rikishi Fatoo executes the Stinkface on Friar Fergus.
A small "Rikishi Fatoo" chant is being started.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Rikishi Fatoo.

KING: Look! Friar has a new tan!

JR: BLECH! We'll be right back!

>>>

(Headhunter is backstage walking towards the ring for his match when he stops seeing
some writing on the wall. The writing reads...)

Writing: Headhunter... Anticipating my attack is actually worse then the attack itself

(Headhunter looks over his shoulder but sees only Lord Steven. Both men look at the
words again, and then suddenly, William Black appears out of nowhere and attacks, flooring Lord Steven with a hard left hand. William Black catches Headhunter with a surprise kick, and then quickly lays him out in the middle of the hallway with an Empty Chamber. Black poses over Headhunter and then drops to a knee.)

Black: You knew you had this coming, but at least you took it like a champ.

(Black gets up and walks off.)

>>>

(A banged up blue and white Ford pickup enters the Pontiac Silverdome parking lot at high speed, and comes to a screeching halt.  Scrappy Joe Tunny exits the passenger-side door with what appears to be a burlap sack over his right shoulder.  As usual, Michael Bole is there.)

Bole: Scrappy Joe!  It’s time for your arrival interview!

Tunny: Ya know, Bole, sometimes this interview hurts more ‘an the beatin’ I get in the ring!  But go on, I know it’s in my contract to do these things.

Bole: First off, what’s in that sack you’re holding?  Is it all the weapons you’ll be using in your hard core match tonight against Tyrone Smith?

(Tunny looks over at the sack and then back at Bole.)

Tunny: No, ya moron!  There’s plenty ‘a good stuff already here for us!  Have ya ever looked under the ring, Bole?  It’s a *bleep*in’ warehouse down there!  This thing here I have on my shoulder, Bole, is my trainin’ belt.

Bole:  I don’t understand.

Tunny: ‘A course ya don’t, ya circus clown!  Let me finish.  Ya see, after I beat Tyrone Smith tonight, I’m gonna be goin’ ‘round with that Hardcore belt ‘round my waist an’ over my shoulder.  Now that may look good, but it’s also some extra weight I gotta carry ‘round.  So I got this trainin’ belt to help me get used to it.

(Tunny pats the burlap sack on his shoulder.)

Tunny: This baby weighs just as much as that belt will weigh.  So I’ve been goin’ ‘round with it on me so by the time I’ve got the real belt over my shoulder it’ll feel natural.  See, I’m not as stupid as some have claimed I am!

(Tunny adjusts the “belt” with a grin on his face.  Bole seems to be speechless.)

Bole: Uh….okay.  Anyway, what are your feelings going into this match tonight?  You’ve said you’re confident you’ll walk away with the belt, but you will be facing a man who not only is over a foot taller and more than 150 pounds heavier than you, but also is one of the hardcore legends of the BMWF!

Tunny: Bole, hardcore legend or not, Tyrone has never faced someone like me in the ring!  I’m not dissin’ my opponent by any means, Bole.  Tyrone is big, he’s mean, an’ he knows what he’s doin’ in that ring.  But when it comes to hardcore wrestlin’, Bole, there is only one thing that matters, an’ that’s endurance.  Who can keep goin’ after eight, nine, ten chair shots?  After splittin’ tables and crashin’ through glass?  Tyrone may be one mean *bleep*, but he ain’t got nothin’ to fight for tonight!  I, on the other hand, do.  This is my first chance at gold in the BMWF, with all the perks and pay rises that come along with it!  It’s my chance to break through that glass ceilin’ an’ finally play with the big boys!  What’s Tyrone fightin’ for?  To keep what he’s already got?  I’m the one with more to gain, Bole.  An’ I may come out ‘a that match bloodied an’ bruised – but I WILL come out ‘a it with that belt!  No matter what!!!

(Tunny storms off as Bole turns toward the camera.)

Bole: Tunny seems to be especially intense tonight, folks!  That hardcore title match just may be one of tonight’s highlights!

>>>

(A black limo pulls into the Pontiac Silverdome. Mafioso and Carlos step out
when the limo stops. Carlos grabs the bags and hands it off to one of the
backstage hands as the limo pulls away)

Carlos: Make sure those get to our dressing room!

Mafioso: So is everything set for tonight 'Los? I mean with the rest of the
possible business partners?

Carlos: It's not a done deal yet but it might as well be. After we get done
here tonight we can meet with them.

Mafioso: Sounds good essa! Now let's get in there,get me my gold, and make
this the night that Kolic will never forget!

(Mafioso and Carlos walk into the Pontiac Silverdome)

>>>

(The bell sounds around the arena as the camera zooms in on Lilly Garcia
standing in the centre of the ring. Two poles are extended above opposite
corners of the ring, and attached to those poles are two flags. One is the
American flag, “Old Glory”, and the other is the UK flag, “The Union Jack”.)

LILLY: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, to of the finest officers in
the Coalition of the Willing: from Austin, Texas, bearing the flag of the
United States of America, Lieutenant Matt Davis, and from Newcastle,
England, bearing the flag of the United Kingdom, Lance Corporal Steve Owen!

(Applause and cheers ripple across the crowd as the two military personnel
emerge through the curtain to the sound of marching drums. Large versions of
their respective countries’ flags are held above their heads on elaborate
poles. The men make their way down the ramp to ringside.)

JR: Listen to the ovation that these people are giving to these heroes, our
guests of honour here tonight. Just over a year ago these men went into
battle in Iraq to ensure the freedom of the Iraqi people as well as the
protection of our great nation.

KING: It’s good to see that there are people who are willing to stand side
by side with America. This reception that these guys are getting here is a
fitting tribute to the success of the Coalition.

JR: Oh we’re sure are proud of these guys.

(The two men reach the ring and walk up the steps before climbing through
the ropes. Lieutenant Davis stands in one corner waving the American flag
while Lance Corporal Owen waves the Union Jack across the ring. The applause
continues from the crowd.)

KING: There may be unity between an American and Brit in the ring now, but
Kurt Dangle and The Headhunter get out here in a minute, there sure as hell
won’t be!

JR: I can’t understand why The Headhunter wants to wage war when we are
meant to be allies. He says he speaks on behalf of Britain but that cannot
be the truth.

KING: Well hopefully Kurt Dangle will shut him up here tonight. So are we
going to have two sets of flags here tonight JR?

JR: It appears so, we have the flags that are part of the match and the
flags that the fine servicemen are bearing.

(The scene switches to the entrance stage. The lights in the arena fade. The
PA begins to play a sound of thunder. A cross target appears on the
Bruisertron. It moves around the screen, quickly at first but then slows
until it locks in the centre of the screen. The words TARGET ACQUIRED appear
at the foot of the screen. A huge pyro explodes above the Bruisertron. "AT
LEAST LOOK AT ME WHEN YOU SHOOT A BULLET THROUGH MY HEAD, THROUGH MY HEAD,
THROUGH MY HEAD" blasts across the PA and the rest of "Bullets" by Creed
follows. The Headhunter appears in the entranceway closely followed by Lord
Steven, and the two begin to walk towards the ring. Rather than his usual
plain white shirt, The Headhunter wears a T-shirt emblazoned with the Union
Jack, and he points to this as he heads to the ring.)

LILLY GARCIA: Making his way to the ring from London, England, accompanied
by Lord Steven, weighing in at three hundred and two pounds…..THE
HEADHUNTER!!!!

(The Headhunter stops in the centre of the ramp and moves over to the
guardrail. As the camera moves in a group of men are seen wearing The
Headhunter T-Shirt while holding the Union Jack above their heads. The
Headhunter moves over to the men and shakes each of their hands to their
delight.)

KING: What? The Headhunter has fans?

JR: It looks like those gentlemen are some of the many international fans in
the arena tonight. We’re big in the UK you know King.

KING: Oh yeah, the ladies love me in the UK. Why don’t we ever go there JR?

JR: You’ll have to take that up with Stone Cold Bruiser King.

(The Headhunter finishes shaking the hands of his fellow Brits and continues
walking down the ramp.)

JR: The Headhunter and Lord Steven were reunited on Bedlam last week. The
Headhunter felt that he once again needed guidance from his former mentor so
made the audacious move of apologising to Lord Steven.

KING: He needed to as well; he beat the hell out of him last year. But I
guess that Lord Steven forgives very easily.

JR: These two are a dangerous combination when they are together. They had
great success in their personal war on America, but The Headhunter believed
that he would be more successful alone and showed Lord Steven the door. Now
they are back together, the BMWF better be on its guard.

KING: Lord Steven seems to get something extra out of The Headhunter which
he seems to lack without him.

JR: He also gets the Brass Knux out for him. The Headhunter will be hoping
that Lord Steven can get him back on the right path after his performances
recently have been poor to say the least. And I for one believe that the
veteran Steven can provide the spark to re-ignite his career.

(He reaches the ring and rolls under the bottom rope. He stands in the
centre of the ring, raises his hand to his neck and cuts across his throat
with his thumb in the traditional cut throat manner. As his thumb reaches
the far side of his throat, a pyro rocket shoots from the lighting rig
towards the top of the ramp. As it hits the whole of the front of the stage
erupts in pyro flames. The Headhunter moves over to Lance Corporal Owen and
shakes his hand, as does Lord Steven. The Headhunter then takes the
microphone.)

HEADHUNTER: Now although you might find it hard to believe, I think that
thus tribute to the Coalition is a fantastic gesture. The men and women of
the military did a great job in Iraq and there bravery never faltered. So I
personally applaud the both of you as representatives of the armed forces.

(The Headhunter raises his hands and applauds towards both Lance Corporal
Owen and Lieutenant Davis.)

HEADHUNTER: But to be honest I think we should be paying tribute to other
people who seem to have been forgotten in this country. I have seen very
little sympathy shown by the general public of America to Spain after the
atrocities of the terrorist attacks last week. You’d think that there would
be a sense of unity from you people after Spain followed you into Iraq.
After all it was that reason that got them bombed in the first place. You
should be offering you apologies to the Spanish people. They followed your
country and it resulted in the loss of innocent lives.

(This remark causes booing in the crowd.)

JR: WHAT?!?

KING: Is he blaming the terrorism in Spain on America?

HEADHUNTER: And I hate to say this but Britain is only going to suffer the
same as long as our government continues to follow yours. So it seems that I
am going to have to show you people how to respect others by leading you in
a tribute to the two hundred plus Spanish men, women and children that died
in Madrid last week. So please have the decency to join me in a minute’s
silence in memory of those people.

(The booing and general chatter quietens at this moment. A bell then rings
to mark the start of the silence. The Headhunter and Lord Steven bow their
heads, as do the servicemen. The camera moves around the crowd for the
remainder of the minute as the people observe the silence perfectly. The
bell rings to call end to the silence and starts the applause of the crowd.)

HEADHUNTER: Thank-you. It just goes to show that the American people do have
some class and respect. But please, just think about what you are supporting
and what the consequences of your country’s actions might be across the
world. Innocent people are dying because of the policies of your leaders.
Hatred doesn’t come from no where, your ideologies are breeding it. Death
and hate doesn’t need to happen, and those who follow you, like my country,
are going to realise that one day, and you will be alone with a lot of
enemies. Think before you act.

(The Headhunter drops the microphone and stands beside the British
serviceman Steve Owen. Lord Steven begins to psyche up The Headhunter.)

JR: Well we may not all agree with what The Headhunter says and does but
that silence was a class act.

KING: The people here observed that well too.

JR: Definitely. The Headhunter seemed different then. He didn’t directly
attack our country but pleaded with us all.

KING: He did imply that America was to blame for what happened in Spain.

JR: He seemed to. But that last little speech by him seemed quite out of
character.

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Pittsburgh, PA...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

"The Most Celebrated REAL Athlete in Pro-Wrestling" Kurt Dangle


(Kurt Dangle's theme plays as Kurt comes to the stage wearing his stars and stripes singlet. He flexes his neck then walks to the ring as red, white and blue pyro flares on the stage behind him.)

**DING DING**

JR: The bell has gone and we are underway in this battle between American
and the UK: Kurt Dangle versus The Headhunter! What a match this should be!
The Headhunter walks towards Dangle
Kurt Dangle and The Headhunter go nose to nose

KING: These two hate each other, don’t they JR!

JR: With a passion King!
Each man starts to talk trash
The Headhunter throws a right hand at Dangle
Dangle blocks the shot
Kurt Dangle hits a right hand into the face of The Headhunter
The Headhunter stumbles back
Kurt Dangle hits another right hand
The Headhunter charges forward
Kurt Dangle executes an arm drag on The Headhunter
The Headhunter quickly gets back to his feet
Kurt Dangle executes another arm drag on The Headhunter
Kurt Dangle applies an arm bar on The Headhunter

The Headhunter manages to grab the ropes after being trapped for 13 seconds.
The Headhunter hits a jumping DDT on Kurt Dangle.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
The Headhunter hits a fallaway slam on Kurt Dangle.
The Headhunter executes a jumping DDT on Kurt Dangle.
The Headhunter hits a jumping DDT on Kurt Dangle.
There is no crowd reaction.
The Headhunter hits a running powerslam on Kurt Dangle.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, shoulder up.
The Headhunter puts Kurt Dangle in a bearhug.
Kurt Dangle makes it to the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
The Headhunter tries to climb the pole.
The Headhunter is on the second turnbuckle.
The Headhunter is on the top turnbuckle.
The Headhunter is on his way up the pole.
The Headhunter is in grabbing distance.
Kurt Dangle pulls him back down.
Kurt Dangle nails The Headhunter with a fireman's carry.
Kurt Dangle almost takes The Headhunter's head off with a clothesline
Kurt Dangle whips The Headhunter into the turnbuckle, but The Headhunter
reverses it.
The Headhunter uses the Stinger Splash on Kurt Dangle.
There is no crowd reaction.
The Headhunter takes Kurt Dangle down with a faceslam.
The Headhunter hits a flying headbutt on Kurt Dangle.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, kickout.
The Headhunter executes the Targetbuster on Kurt Dangle.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, in the ropes...
The Headhunter hits Kurt Dangle with a piledriver.
The Headhunter almost takes Kurt Dangle's head off with a flying clothesline
The Headhunter takes Kurt Dangle down with a jumping DDT.
You could hear a pin drop.
The Headhunter tries to climb the pole.
The Headhunter is on the second turnbuckle.
The Headhunter is on the top turnbuckle.
The Headhunter is on his way up the pole.
The Headhunter is in grabbing distance.
Kurt Dangle pulls him back down.

JR: The Headhunter attempts a clothesline on Kurt Dangle
Dangle ducks
Kurt Dangle executes a German suplex on The Headhunter
Kurt Dangle keeps his hands locked
Kurt Dangle attempts another German suplex
The Headhunter blocks it
The Headhunter elbows Dangle in the side of the head
Dangle releases his grip
The Headhunter whips Dangle into the corner
The Headhunter charges in at Dangle
The Headhunter splashes into the corner into Dangle
Dangle stumbles out of the corner
The Headhunter hits a right hand into the face of Dangle
Dangle drops to the mat
The Headhunter starts to climb to the top rope
The Headhunter reaches the top rope
The Headhunter dives from the top rope
The Headhunter hits diving headbutt onto Kurt Dangle

KING: It could be over JR!

(A “USA” chant begins around the arena. The camera shows the American
serviceman waving Old Glory.)

JR: The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter points at the American serviceman
The Headhunter moves over towards the American serviceman
The Headhunter drops out of the ring
The Headhunter rips Old Glory from the hands of the American serviceman

(The crowd starts to boo loudly.)

JR: The Headhunter gets back into the ring with the flag
The Headhunter drops the flag onto the mat
The Headhunter laughs

KING: What is he going to do?

JR: I fear the worst.
The Headhunter stands on the flag and starts to wipe his feet on it

KING: What?

JR: I cannot believe the audacity of this man! What a terrible act!

(The crowd is incensed.)

JR: The Headhunter is a despicable man!
The Headhunter steps back from on the flag
The Headhunter spits onto the flag

KING: Somebody stop him!

JR: Kurt Dangle is getting up!
Kurt Dangle runs at The Headhunter
The Headhunter side steps Dangle
The Headhunter throws Dangle over the top rope
The Headhunter drops out of the ring
The Headhunter raises Dangle up
The Headhunter whips Dangle into the steel steps
The Headhunter searches under the ring
The Headhunter pulls out a blowtorch

KING: What is he going to do with that?

JR: The Headhunter slides into the ring
The Headhunter picks the flag up

KING: NO!

JR: He isn’t!

(The crowd is booing massively. Some start throwing rubbish towards the
ring.)

JR: He can’t do this!
The Headhunter lights the blowtorch
The Headhunter laughs

(Suddenly Lord Steven slides into the ring.)

JR: Lord Steven runs at The Headhunter
Lord Steven rips the flag out of the hands of The Headhunter

KING: Lord Steven?

JR: He stopped The Headhunter, I don’t believe it.

(The Headhunter looks disgusted at Lord Steven. He shakes his head. Lord
Steven signals for The Headhunter to calm down. The Headhunter growls and
runs at Lord Steven.)

JR: The Headhunter clotheslines Lord Steven
Lord Steven crashes to the mat
The Headhunter begins stomping into Lord Steven

KING: Well that partnership didn’t last long!

JR: The Headhunter raises Lord Steven to his feet
The Headhunter whips Lord Steven into the corner
The Headhunter charges at Lord Steven
Lord Steven moves out of the way
The Headhunter crashes into the corner
Lord Steven hits several left hands into the face of The Headhunter
Lord Steven knocks The Headhunter down
The referee pushes Lord Steven towards the ropes
Lord Steven climbs out of the ring
Lord Steven begins walking up the ramp

KING: Well they aren’t a top combination anymore!

JR: It lasted a week!

KING: Here comes Dangle!

JR: Kurt Dangle crawls into the ring
The Headhunter starts to stand
Kurt Dangle clotheslines The Headhunter
The Headhunter quickly gets up
Kurt Dangle hits another clothesline on The Headhunter
The Headhunter quickly gets up again
Kurt Dangle catches The Headhunter
Kurt Dangle executes a belly to belly suplex on The Headhunter
Kurt Dangle takes the straps down on his wrestling gear

KING: He’s going for it JR!

JR: Kurt Dangle executes the ankle lock on The Headhunter
The Headhunter screams in pain
The Headhunter starts edging towards the ropes

KING: He can’t last for much longer

JR: The Headhunter pulls closer to the ropes
The Headhunter reaches for the ropes
Kurt Dangle pulls him back to the centre of the ring

KING: It’s over now! The Headhunter won’t be able to walk after this!

JR: The Headhunter is screaming in pain!

KING: He has no chance of climbing those ropes!

JR: The Headhunter starts pulling towards the ropes again
The Headhunter gets closer to the ropes
Kurt Dangle starts to pull The Headhunter back
The Headhunter lunges for the ropes
The Headhunter grabs the bottom rope

KING: I can’t believe it!

JR: Kurt Dangle doesn’t release the hold
The referee grabs Dangle
Kurt Dangle releases the hold
The Headhunter stays down, grasping his ankle
Kurt Dangle stomps the ankle of The Headhunter
Kurt Dangle raises The Headhunter up
Kurt Dangle goes for the Dangle Slam
The Headhunter elbows Dangle in the side of the head
Dangle doesn’t let go of The Headhunter
The Headhunter elbows Dangle in the side of the head again
Dangle stumbles away
The Headhunter dives at the knee of Dangle
The Headhunter hits a chop block to the knee of Dangle
Both men stay down

KING: This is great JR!

JR: A real back and forth match-up
The Headhunter starts to get to his feet
Kurt Dangle gets to his feet
The Headhunter limps towards Dangle
Kurt Dangle throws a chop at The Headhunter
The Headhunter blocks the chop
Dangle throws a right hand
The Headhunter blocks the shot
The Headhunter hits a right hand to the face of Dangle
Dangle stumbles back
The Headhunter bounces off the ropes
The Headhunter dives at Dangle
The Headhunter hits a diving clothesline on Kurt Dangle
Kurt Dangle drops to the mat
The Headhunter bounces off the ropes
The Headhunter attempts a big splash on Dangle
Dangle rolls out of the way
Dangle gets to his feet
The Headhunter gets to his feet
Kurt Dangle boots The Headhunter in the stomach
Kurt Dangle goes for the Dangle Slam
The Headhunter elbows Dangle in the side of the head
The Headhunter boots Dangle in the stomach
The Headhunter hoist Dangle up
The Headhunter smashes Dangle down with the Targetbuster

KING: I don’t believe it!

JR: The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter points to the top rope
The Headhunter starts to climb to the top rope
Kurt Dangle quickly gets to his feet
Kurt Dangle dashes across the ring
Kurt Dangle executes an arm drag from the top rope
The Headhunter crashes into the mat across the ring

KING: Whoa!

JR: Kurt Dangle stumbles over towards The Headhunter
Kurt Dangle stomps into the chest of The Headhunter

KING: What a match!

JR: It is King!
Kurt Dangle grabs the ankle of The Headhunter
Dangle applies the ankle lock on The Headhunter
The Headhunter rolls onto his back
The Headhunter kicks at Kurt Dangle
Dangle releases the hold
Dangle stumbles back
Dangle knocks into the referee
The referee stumbles back
The referee falls through the ropes

KING: Why do all our referees find it so hard to stand up!

JR: They've been drinking Bruiser's cold ones!

KING: HA HA!

JR: Kurt Dangle goes for the ankle lock again
The Headhunter boots Dangle in the stomach
Dangle stumbles back
The Headhunter stands
The Headhunter runs at Dangle
The Headhunter hits a flying clothesline on Dangle
Dangle falls to the mat
The Headhunter slides out of the ring

KING: Where’s he going?

JR: The Headhunter grabs a steel chair
The Headhunter slides into the ring
The Headhunter stomps into Kurt Dangle
The Headhunter places the chair onto the face of Kurt Dangle
The Headhunter points to the top rope

KING: Oh, we’ve seen this before!

JR: The Headhunter makes his way to the corner
The Headhunter climbs to the top rope
The Headhunter dives from the top rope
Kurt Dangle rolls out of the way
The Headhunter crashes into the steel chair head first
Kurt Dangle pushes the chair out of the ring
Kurt Dangle stands up
Kurt Dangle drops out of the ring
Kurt Dangle picks the referee up
Kurt Dangle rolls the referee into the ring

KING: Why is Kurt getting the referee, there’s no count?

JR: If the referee doesn’t see the competitor get the flag then the match
isn’t over
Kurt Dangle slides into the ring
Kurt Dangle moves over to the corner
The Headhunter starts to stand
Kurt Dangle climbs to the top rope
The Headhunter stumbles over to the corner
The Headhunter grabs Kurt Dangle’s tights
The Headhunter yanks Dangle from the top rope
The Headhunter hits a right hand on Kurt Dangle
The Headhunter hoists Kurt Dangle up in the Gorilla Press position
Kurt Dangle rolls out of the hold
Kurt Dangle attempts a belly to belly suplex
The Headhunter blocks the move
The Headhunter boots Dangle in the stomach
The Headhunter hoists Dangle up
The Headhunter smashes Kurt Dangle down with the Targetbuster
The Headhunter stumbles over to the corner
The Headhunter climbs to the top rope
The Headhunter pulls at the Union Jack
The Union Jack comes loose
The Headhunter drops to the mat
The Headhunter waves the Union Jack

**DING DING**

LILLY GARCIA: Here is your winner…..THE HEADHUNTER!!

(The Headhunter stands and raises his arms in the air.)

JR: The Headhunter has done it, he’s won the cross Atlantic battle! What a
match!

(The Headhunter limps over to the corner and gestures for the British
serviceman to come into the ring. Lance Corporal Owen obliges and stands
side by side with The Headhunter, waving their flags.)

JR: He held on through the brawl with Lord Steven and the torture of the
Ankle Lock. The Headhunter is victorious!

KING: But what is going to happen between The Headhunter and Lord Steven?

JR: We will have to see about that.

(The Headhunter continues to wave the Union Jack to the dismay of the
crowd.)

FADE

>>>

(The Bruisertron lights up and shows Couch in his tuxeudo knocking on
Asylum's locker room door.)

Asylum(from the inside): Come in.

(Couch walks in and the camera show Asylum lacing up his boots. Asylum is
wearing a tuxeudo with the sleeves ripped off.)

Couch: Hey Sy, Can I get an interview, bro?

Asylum: Couch, when did you decide it was alright to call me that?

Couch: Call you what?

Asylum: That word you just said. You know the one, the one, you called me
bro.

Couch: Oh I'm sorry Sy. But anyway, since I know you're a little baffled
that I, The Couch would grace  someone so below me like yourself with my
presence. Let's get through this interview and don't get too startstruck.

Asylum: HUH?

Couch: Let's get crackilackin. How do you feel about being here at your
first BruiserMania?

Asylum: Excuse me! First, lets hope you don't get starstruck. Second, Below
you? How about we say you blow-me?  And A, My first BruiserMania? Uh hmm I
remember last year beating Ultimate Guerrero and Chuck Porterhouse to win
the Gold Belt title.  So don't you even try to get off saying this is my
first BruiserMania.

Couch: Chill, sorry man. Second Mania I feel ya. So your nerves getting to
you?

Asylum: Nerves? Nerves! More like stupid interviewiers that keep asking
stupid questions.

Couch: Oh, I didn't see Bole.

(Couch turns to look around. Couch shakes his head and turns back to face
Asylum who is now inches from his face.)

Asylum: Couch, Do yourself a favor turn back around and walk out of my
locker room before I decide to get a little over anxious and relese some of
my anger and frustration.

(Couch raises his hands up and walks out as the camera fades.)

>>>

>>> 

(The scene opens in the backstage area. The Headhunter limps down the
corridor, taking a large drink from a bottle of water that he is carrying.
Suddenly Lord Steven appears several yards in front of him. The two stare at
each other for a moment before The Headhunter lunges towards Lord Steven.
Steven takes a couple of steps back, holding his hands up.)

STEVEN: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Hunter, calm down. Let me explain my actions.

HEADHUNTER: It better be good Steve!

STEVEN: Hunter, I was simply preventing you from doing something stupid.
That is what I was doing last year; I just want to protect you, and your
career. You sometimes go too far and that is going to get you into trouble.
You have potential, but you are not going to meet it like this.

HEADHUNTER: How can I trust you?

STEVEN: You just have to. Listen, your anti-American sentiment is getting
you no-where. You are the one that is holding your career down by expressing
yourself the way you do. People do not want to hear their country being
verbally attacked every week. Those who control this company will keep you
out of the way. What you were about to do earlier tonight would have
resulted in your dismissal from this company, and most likely from this
country as well. You are in a fortunate position Hunter; you are in the
biggest wrestling company in the world. There are thousands of your fellow
Englishmen who wish that they were in the same position as you. Do not throw
it away.

HEADHUNTER: But I cannot keep my mouth shut about this country, it angers me
so much.

STEVEN: You are going to have to learn to. Hunter, you are one of the best
rising stars that I have ever seen, and I am not just saying that. When you
emerged in this company you turned heads, and that was for the right
reasons. You had something special, and that is something that you need to
re-capture.

HEADHUNTER: And I suppose you are the man to help me get that?

STEVEN: That is up to you. But Hunter, you need to find the essence of The
Headhunter. You need to find the ruthlessness that you had, that special
something that struck fear into the hearts of your enemies. You did live up
to your name before; you were a target buster, a head hunter. You need to be
that again, and you will go far.

(The Headhunter pauses for a few seconds.)

HEADHUNTER: You know what Steve, you’re right.

(The Headhunter charges at Lord Steven and knocks him off of his feet. He
begins stomping into the veteran, viciously and quickly. The Headhunter
picks Steven up and throws him into the wall. Steven slumps to the floor.
The Headhunter stomps into the chest of Lord Steven. He raises him to his
feet and drags him down the corridor. The Headhunter punches Steven in the
ribs. Suddenly The Headhunter stops, grabbing Lord Steven by the back of his
jacket. He launches Lord Steven towards a window in a security office. Lord
Steven crashes through a window, sending glass shattering onto the floor.
The Headhunter kicks the door of the security office open, showing Lord
Steven lying on the floor, his face covered in blood. The Headhunter stands
over the body of Steven.)

HEADHUNTER: You are right Steve. I do need to find out what it means to be
The Headhunter. But I don’t need you for that. I don’t need anyone at all.

(The Headhunter turns and walks out of the room. The camera moves in on Lord
Steven as the blood trickles down his face.)

FADE

>>> 

PA: It’s been a year....Now we’re here...To CELEBRATE!!

(Suddenly over the Arena soundsystem comes the sound of
typewriters and the BruiserTron comes to life. On the
screen, a CNN type montage begins with the words
"BREAKING NEWS" scrolling through the center. After a
few moments of the montage, it starts to spin as it
fades off the BruiserTron and the words "WHAT TIME IS
IT?" spin in to replace it. After a slight pause, the
words disappear in a fiery explosion and Dick Vitale
appears and screams, "IT'S PRIME TIME BABY!" "Prime
Time" by Promoe begins to blare throughout the arena
and rainbow colored pyros go off, starting at the top
of the ramp and continuing to go off all the way down
to the ring.)

P.A.: DON'T HATE THE MEDIA! BECOME THE MEDIA! THEY
ALREADY KNOW WHO WE ARE SO WHY NOT GET LOUDER, AND
LOUDER, AND LOUDER!

(The side of the stage opens up and smoke comes out. The fans cheer as a
Fire Truck drives out onto the stage. The Fire Truck is black with dark blue
and dark purple stripes on it. “Prime Time” is painted on both sides. The
lights are also blue and purple. Truck is in the driver’s seat. Clancy is in
the passenger seat. Tamer is and Vern our on opposites side of the truck
standing on the side panels. Kolic is standing on the back of the truck. The
Fires Truck starts to make it’s way slowly down the ramp. Tamer and Vern
grabs the hoses from their sides and when they pull the lever on the nasal
confetti flies out to the crowd. Balloons begin to fall from the rafters.
The PT fire Truck stops right at the ring. Tamer and Vern hop down and slide
in the ring. Kolic runs off the roof and hopes over the ropes landing in the
ring. Clancy gets out of the passenger side walks up the stairs and get in
the ring. Truck gets out. Truck walks to the side of the Truck and pulls out
a carpet. The PT members in the ring all get up on turnbuckles. Truck rolls
the carpet into the ring. The camera pans out. The Carpet is Black with
“Prime Time” Written on it in dark blue and dark purple.  Clancy grabs a
mic.)

Clancy: Welcome to Prime Time’s one year anniversary!

(Everyone in Prime Time has grabbed a mic.)

Vern: We’re here to celebrate the greatest stable alive!

Tamer: It was all formed last year right here in the Pontiiac Silverdome!
Truck: Mania two-thousand-three dat’s where we gots started.

Clancy: But before we can truly begin there are some people missing.

Tamer: That’s right. You people thought you saw this person for the last
time on Bedlam last week But tonight we give you the true final farewell of
RACHEL PITT!!!

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

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

(The Queen of Hearts walks out dressed in a black T-shirt tied to show her
abs, blue jeans, and her PT jacket. she saunters on the stage. She claps her
hands and lifts her cane up into the air. She swings around and then strides
down the ramp.)

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

( Truck’s holds the ropes up for Rachel as she climbs the stairs and enters
the ring. Rachel is handed a mic by a stage hand.)

Rachel: Hello everybody!

(Cheers from the males)

Rachel: Sadly this will be the last appearance of yours truly. But I could
not miss the chance to celebrate Prime Time One Year Anniversary!

Kolic: This is still not all we have tonight. Now sadly we coul not find Mr.
Flawless apparently he’s well who knows? But we did find Wren!

Vern: You heard him right! The one and only Wren!

( The camera pans to the Bruisertron that has Wren in large letter across
it. After a slight pause, the words disappear in a fiery explosion and a jet
black phoenix appears onscreen with the words "TIME TO GET THE BIRD"
emblazoned across it in liquid silver letters. As the BruiserTron fades away
to black, "I'm Just A Girl" by No Doubt starts to play and Wren the chimp
walks out onto the ramp hopping up and down. Wren runs down the ramp. Wren
jumps on the apron and rolls through the ropes. Wren jumps into Truck’s
hands.)

Vern: Okay...That was wrong-

Tamer: Funny!

Vern: But wrong. (Prime time enjoys a laugh out of it.)

Clancy: Well I guess everyone’s here that’s gonna be- PA: THIS WILL END THE
RIGHT WAY.....

(A gray light encompasses the BruiserTron, and the arena is in black.)


JR: You better believe this is a reunion!

PA: ECO-LIFE! WAKE ME UP!

(Evanesence's "Bring Me To Life" plays over the PA system. The Eco-System’s
entrance video begins to play on the BruiserTron. The ladder with the huge
bucket on the fire truck raises towards the rafters. The ladder slowly
lowers a spot light flashes on the bucket. Inferno, Mineral, and Aquatic are
standing in it. The bucket comes all the way down on top of the fire truck.
Inferno opens the door. The three walk out onto the roof they are all
wearing their Prime Time jackets. One by one they make their way into the
ring. All acquire mics.)

Eco-System: We’re BACK!!

Inferno: Didja think we'd miss it?

(The crowd is getting into the excitement.)

Inferno: Don't get your hopes up, guys. We're here for one night only. But
we had to come back, because we had to be honest with you guys and the fans
as well.

Aquatic: The creative differences bit never happened. You see...we are not
Americn citizens. We're all here on work visas and for whatever reason, they
were voided. We've been trying to cut through the INS's red tape, but it
doesn't seem possible.

Mineral: But that doesn't mean that the Eco-System is going to stay at home
in Norway! Oh no, we're going to be here....at BRUISERMANIA..(Pop).to have a
great time, to end our careers the right way, and to be with our family to
celebrate the one year anniversary of Prime Time!

Clancy: The party is ready to go. We have everyone here! Prime Time is ready
to talk a little and celebrate. Later we have the Huge Celebrity PT show.
Not to mention the man matches we will be wrestling tonight.

Vern: When was the last time you wrestled Clancy, Nineteen-fifty-two?
Clancy: Oh watch it son.

Tamer: Hey, we’re here to celebrate. Now last year Prime Time was formed.
Five people came together to bring you this revolutionary new stable.

Vern: The concept was simple at first. Wren and I thought with ourselves,
Truck, and Clancy we had enough people for a stable.

Truck: But den. In da back when da camras was off. Tamer started hangin wit
Vern and I. He became our friend.

Clancy: I was even more excited for the launch when I found out that tamer
wanted to be a member.

Tamer: Prime Time wasn’t about power , it was about getting noticed. Making
names for ourselves.

Vern: Tamer and I built a friendship and trust that Is incomparable even to
most brothers.

Tamer: Wren disappeared.

Vern: Tamer and I won the tag titles.

Rachel: The Prime Time name was getting noticed. Tamer and Vern had gotten
the gears rolling. They won the tag titles and people took notice. But then
they did something that got a lot more eyes watching.

Clancy: On June twenty-third two-thousand and three. Prime Time that was a
four man group at the time introduced a fifth member. That member was the
most popular Diva in history...Miss Rachel Pitt.

Rachel: On that night I jumped from Deadly Medley to Prime Time. I knew this
group had a major future ahead of them.

Tamer: We continued to strive on.

Vern: I became the United States champion.

Rachel: I continued to dominate the women’s division.

Tamer: I fought in many title matches. Truck: Den we dropped a bombshell.
Clancy: on November eleventh a huge match was signed for Bedlam. It would be
Tamer, Rachel, and Vern versus Inferno, Mineral, and Aquatic versus White
Lightning, The Judge, and Judge Moody.

Aquatic: On That night people were anticipating a three way stable match.
But The Eco-System and Myself shocked everyone when we shoed our alliance
was not with The Chicago Way at all anymore.

Inferno: We made the right move. We made the move to the best stable going
today.

Mineral: We made the right decision for our future. Prime Time is the
future, the past, and darn sure the present.

Kolic: Prime Time was looking stronger than ever. And soon I joined along
with the three new members. Tamer: Prime Time proceeded to be an original
group. Fans were happily surprised when we launched The Prime Time show. For
the first time a Stable living together in a house.

Vern: We are original. Groundbreaking. Nothing about us is normal. We’re not
the basic stable. We’re not basic wrestler’s. Our formula is so out of wack
we don’t know how it works.

Kolic: I am the newest member to this family. Sometimes they may look nutty.
But this is the best damn place to be in the world with these people.

Clancy: Now I want everyone to talk about Prime Time in their own words.

Vern: Last year, when I got the idea to start up a little collective, it was
entirely for selfish purposes. For those who don’t remember, I wasn’t
exactly winning a lot of popularity contests. It seems like at any given
time I had five or six people trying to get a piece of me. In short, I
wanted some backup. The only problem was, I only had myself, and Truck and
Clancy. Of course, considering that I was on good terms with the lovely Wren
SilverPhoenix, I was able to persuade her into hooking up with me. I can
honestly say that regardless of how she left the BMWF, I still miss her and
will always remember how much fun we used to have together. However, where
Prime Time is concerned, the only thing one can expect is the unexpected. We
showed that on our very first night together, when we revealed our final
founding member, Tamer. It’s true, we had started hanging out backstage, and
we began to see that we had more in common than one may think. And I’ll tell
you right now, no matter how unlikely it seemed, we were a perfect fit.
Tamer is truly like a brother to me, and I am not ashamed to say that I
genuinely love him…in a strictly platonic way, of course!

(Vernon winks at Tamer, who chuckles.)

Vernon: And then we brought in the beautiful, vivacious, courageous Rachel
Pitt, who is probably the most downloaded woman in the BMWF! She was a
perfect fit, if I do say so myself, and she was a dominant force in the
women’s division, and I’m sure the same will be said wherever her career
takes her in the future. And then we have to add the Eco-System to the mix.
These folks may be goofy and unpredictable, but I’ll be damned if I couldn’t
rely on them in times of need. If nothing else, they made life in the
mansion pretty interesting. Inferno, Mineral, Aquatic, I think it’s a damn
shame about your situation, and you can rest assured I will do whatever I
can to help you out. Your spot is being held for your return, because if I
would bet on anything, it’s that you three will be back very soon. And
finally, Kolic. I knew from day one that you had that special something,
that spark. When you decided to jump to Prime Time, I knew that we had
scored a major victory, and I also knew the light heavyweight division would
be ours for the taking. You have never disappointed me, Kolic, and I am so
very glad to have had the privilege to work with you.

(Vernon smiles and looks around at the crowd.)

Vernon: All of you, actually. My career, nay, my very life, has been
enriched by all of you. Prime Time is more than a stable, it’s a family. It
has been my only real family for the last year. When my parents refused to
speak to me, when my extended family ignored me, when significant others
disappeared, I felt that I had nothing left. You people all had a hand in
changing that outlook. You taught me about friendship, about loyalty, about
trust…all concepts I had long given up on. In the process, I know I have
become a better competitor and a better man, and I am grateful to have had
this time with you. It’s a shame to see some of you will be leaving us, but
I want you to know that you’re never gone. You will always be Prime Time as
far as I’m concerned.

(He hands the mic to Tamer.)

Tamer: Man it’s been a roller coaster. Last year I had no idea what I was
doing. Everything just came quickly. In fact-

(The lights dim. The trumpeting music made famous from old Godzilla movies
plays over the PA system as short glimpse of the creature Godzilla appear on
the BruiserTron. As the music reaches its climax, a roar can be heard and
the following words appear on the BruiserTron)

"JAMAICAN MONSTER"

(There's a quick flash of pyro. The lights go out completely save for the
bright spot light shining under the stage up towards the roof. There is fog
completely covering the stage and the beat to "Simon Says" by Pharoahe
Monche kicks up. It pauses.)

PA: GET DA (beep) UP!

(There's another shot of pyro. A figure appears in the midst of the fog and
bright spot light.)

PA: SIMON SAYS GET DA (beep) UP!

(The music continues and the house lights come back on. Tyrone Smith, with
Hardcore Title draped over his right shoulder, walks out from the fog and
stands on the stage. He walks down the stage and pats the side of The PT
Fire Truck. Tyrone Slides in the ring. Tyrone holds his hand out for a mic.
Clancy hands him one.)

Tyrone: I guess I’ve burned quite a few bridges wit’ y’all folk. Tamer, yer
a stand up guy... Ya really is! I ‘preciate what ya’ve done, dawg. Ya stood
up for what was right, an’ went ‘gainst yer own wants for da sake of
Rachel’s happiness.

(Tyrone shoots a thumbs up to Tamer)

Tyrone: T’anks dawg

(Tamer nods)

Tyrone: An’ Rachel... (Grabs Rachel’s hand) Baby... I am... I’m... So d@mn
sorry... I should never have believed anyt’in’ dat Sarah said. An’ now yer
leavin’... I just want to say... I love ya...

(Rachel starts to get teary-eyed. She and Tyrone hug as the rest of Prime
Time members clap. Tyrone pulls away after the two share a kiss)

Tyrone: Oh, an’ Vern...

(Tyrone looks at Vernon for a few seconds and then flicks him off. Vernon
moves towards Tyrone but is held back by some of the members)

Tyrone: I still hate ya, boy!
King: HA HA! So much for making amends with everyone!

(Tyrone steals another kiss with Rachel. He shakes Tamer’s hand and hands
the mic back to Clancy. He steps out the ring and looks back at the PT
members. He flicks Vern off again, which causes Vern to get a bit angrier.
Tyrone walks away smiling)

Tamer: Well okay. PT baby anything can happen. Now let me say my peace about
PT. This has been a roller coaster. I went from hating Vern to loving the
guy. I mean we’re closer than most brothers. Everyone in prime Time is my
family. I would put my neck on the line for every single one of them.
There’s no way to even explain what it’s like to be a part of this group.
It’s not just a stable it is truly a family like I said no BS. We’ve been
through so much. No one thought this stable would last but here we are. We
proved everyone wrong we made it and we continue to rock and roll.

(Tamer looks at the group.)

Tamer: Some members may be departing but Prime Time isn’t over. I say once
your Prime Time we always have a certain respect for you. Wren, I hated your
guts girl...but seriously we had some laughs and I respect what you did as a
founding member of this stable. Flawless it was a fun week.

(Prime Time laughs.)

Tamer: You were a good guy and we understand why it didn’t work out. Rachel,
I love you girl you know that. We’re family and no matter what happens I’m
always here for you. Inferno you and your crazy wife Aquatic will always be
remember everyday you made me laugh in the house, same with you Mineral. You
three make a great team and help make a better stable. It’s been a long
road. I think of this year Mania as a new chapter in PT. This is in no way
the ending just another beginning

(Tamer hands Kolic the mic.)


Kolic: Prime Time...is fun. Pure, unrestricted fun. During my two months at
the house, I never knew what to expect, especially with those three living
there (Kolic gestures at the Eco-System, to mild laughter). Secondly, Prime
Time is about success. My month in The Chicago Way was all right, but I
wasn’t going anywhere. No offense to Sledge, but the group was holding me
back. I thought I could keep it alive with Tai Hashi as one half of Rock
Star Inc., but that didn’t work either. Then I thought, “Every time I try
for a belt, I lost. Most of the time to Prime Time members. Yet those guys
always seem to win, they always seem to have a title, and if they lose, they
get it back or another belt within a month. I want to be a part of that!”
Sure enough, one month later, I was in. The very next week I finally won the
Lightweight title (Kolic holds it up to applause). That’s all I have to say,
what about you Mineral?

(Kolic hands Mineral the mike. Suddenly, the crowd begins to chant.)

Crowd: ECO-LIFE! ECO-LIFE! ECO-LIFE! ECO-LIFE!

JR: They may hate their characters, but the crowd is showing respect
tonight, for everything the Eco-System has done.

King: Is Mineral crying, JR?

Mineral: (with tears coming down his cheeks.) I LOVE YOU GUYS! (The crowd
explodes.) You know....this is the way I wanted it to happen.....right now,
in this one moment.....there's no revenge, no politics, no worries....just a
celebration and a commemoration of a career we can be proud of, and a group
that didn't implode. To steal a line....today, I feel....like the luckiest
man....on the face of the earth. (The crowd cheers.) Thank you all for
everything. Inferno, could you handle the Prime Time shilling? I'm a little
too emotional right now.

( Mineral hands Inferno the mike, and they smile at each other. As Inferno
takes the microphone, the crowd begins to chant.)

Crowd: ECO-LIFE! ECO-LIFE!

Inferno: (smiling and trying to hide his own tears.) Heh....you finally
handed me the microphone.

Mineral: Yeah.... (Inferno and Mineral hug each other, and the crowd
cheers.)

King: Aww, maybe they should have gotten married!

JR: Will you shut up, King? They're brothers, and listen to this crowd. This
is the Eco-System they want to remember, this is the Eco-System they want to
love!

Inferno: Prime Time is more than a concept...it's a bond. It's greater than
any fraternity, any brotherhood. We have always had three common goals in
mind: to win championships, to watch each others' back, and to entertain you
people, the fans. (The crowd cheers) So this may be the final hurrah for the
Eco-System, but let me tell you, this is not the last hurrah for Prime Time.
They've survived worse and come out stronger, and this is just another
opportunity for them to step up their game. My lovely wife?

(Inferno and Aquatic come together, embrace, and kiss each other. Aquatic
takes the microphone.)

Aquatic: Wow.....I don't know what to say. I'm just.....I'm so thankful. I
can't believe....that I was able to live my dreams.....and never, not even
once.....be ashamed of who I was. On behalf of the Eco-System, I just really
want to thank GOD, Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior for everything you have
done for us. We have been blessed beyond anyone I know......and....thank
you.....thank you so much....for this....for it all......for the blood and
tears as well as the victories and titles......thank you all.

(Aquatic begins to cry as the chant starts again.)

Crowd: ECO-LIFE! ECO-LIFE! ECO-LIFE!

(Mineral gathers Inferno and Aquatic together.)

Eco-System: AND THAT'S JUST THE LAW OF THE ECO-SYSTEM!

(Another crowd explosion.)

Truck: Hell. A year ago I was only just startin’ out as a wrassler. I didn’t
have a damn clue what I’s doin’. Sometimes I still don’t. But y’know, I has
always been able t’rely on my fellow Prime Timers when I need ‘em. I ‘member
the beginnin’, when people figured we’d run our course in a month or two. I
don’t think no one thought we’d make it a whole year. An’ I think that’s
what Prime Time is about. Not just brotherhood, or loyalty, or even success.
I think Prime Time has been about provin’ the naysayers wrong. An’ I sure
think we’s done that, more than a few times.

(He hands the mic to Clancy.)

Clancy: (clears his throat) Y’know, this sure was a ragtag buncha misfits if
ever I saw ‘em. This group had a combination that absolutely shouldn’t have
worked. But y’know, it did. It worked very well indeed. I am positively
blessed to have been a part of this phenomenon, to have seen these
youngsters grow and prosper as I believed they would. Now, I sure ain’t the
sentimental sort, I’ll tell ya that. But having the opportunity to mentor
these fine young talents is probably my greatest achievement in life. First
Vernon and Truck, and then the rest of you, you gave this broken down ol’
codger somethin’ t’believe in again. After seein’ my wrasslin’ federation go
under, and then havin’ my checkered past thrown up in my face a while back,
I never thought I’d be able t’stick around here very long. But in the end,
you kids didn’t judge me. No. You respected me. An’ goldurnit…I love the
whole lot o’ ya. Miss Rachel?

(He hands the mic to Rachel.)

Rachel: Well, what can I say that hasn't already been said? Prime Time has
definitely been one of the most excellent groups that the BMWF has seen in a
long while. Everything we did was for the fans, Prime Time's true intent was
to entertain our audiences and I think that we have done that. I've made
some terrific friends in this group, the ones that you will remember
forever. Tamer, Vernon, Truck, Clancy, Kolic, Mineral, Inferno, and even
Aquatic, I love all of you guys. Vern and Tamer started this as a small
stable but eventually it grew into more than just a stable, it became a
lifestyle. We were no longer members of Prime Time we WERE Prime Time! And I
think that this was the reason I stayed with the BMWF for a year and a half.
If it weren't for you guys I probably would've been one of those guys that
bolts after a week. But I'm glad I stayed. Living with you guys was a blast
and I'll miss you when I leave. Life just won't be the same without you
all...


(Rachel eyes begin to become a bit teary, and she hands the microphone to
Lilly Garcia. Rachel then proceeds to each member, giving them a hug and
whispering something into their ear.)

Clancy: Here to one More year!!!!!

(All of Prime Time gathers close.)

Prime Time: Prime Time until the end of TIME!

(“Prime Time by Promoe hit the PA system as the group head out of the ring.
Talking amongst themselves and hugging each other. Everyone piles onto the
Fire truck as truck starts it up and they head to the back.)

JR: What a year they’ve had
They make one Hell of a Sable!

King: I’ll miss you Rachel
And you two Aquatic!!

CROWD (Singing): NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE!

KING: HA HA HA!

CROWD (Singing): NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE! NA NA NA NA! NA NA NA NA! HEY HEY HEY! GOODBYE!

KING: What a cruel crowd! HA HA!