Dick- Oh well, another day. Can't party every day. I got a championship to defend.
Dick gives a grin as he hops to his feet and begins to jog down the steps. He makes his way through the parking lot and out the main entrance to the crowded streets. He jets past others as they walk down the sidewalk, not even giving them a second look. Soon the scene changes to a park. Dick comes strolling by as he stops to take a breather. He props his leg up on a park bench and stretches for a moment until he notices a newspaper despenser. He reaches in his pocket but finds no change. Dick shakes his head and with one fell swoop, yanks the newspaper dispensers door off. He reaches in and grabs a newspaper and finds a seat on the bench. As he flips through the sections, he stops at the sports page. He grins and tosses the rest in a garbage can before looking up to the camera.
Dick- I've been meaning to check out that editorial that Justin Payne has been talking so much about.
Dick flips through the paper until he finds it and begins reading. Once he is done he looks up to the camera with a grin.
Dick- Isn't that something? Justin Payne being mentioned with the names of Hulk Hogan and Ric Flair. Well if that isn't something, I don't know what is. You see Justin, I've always had respect for you. Your a no nonsence guy. You do your talking in the ring. I can't believe that they would even compare you with the likes of them two washed up has-beens. I know your not even close to reaching their age. In your prime, you were more gifted in the ring than Hulk Hogan, a better seller of moves than Ric Flair. After all, you sold that frogsplash from the rafters like a true champ. There aren't many like you Justin, none that I can think of. We put on a great match. A match for the ages. Something that will be talked upon well after we are dead and gone. There isn't one other person in the WoW that is more deserving than you of a world title shot. As for that being a smart move on your part, all I can say is good luck.
Dick tosses the rest of the paper into the trash and cracks his neck. He looks back to the camera and speaks.
Dick- I put you though hell and back. Why would you want to come back for more? In a ladder match nonetheless. Your heart outweighs your brains but I know where you are coming from. One last chance to have the spotlight shined on you, one last chance to be the man. Well in the words of Ric Flair, you have to beat the man to be the man and this Monday on Malice I don't think your going to be the man. Hell, you can't even be properly healed after the punishment that you went through at Target Locked! Then your making things worse for yourself by frogsplashing huge chunks of steal in your spare time. If I were you, I'd be resting up because the punishment is going to be coming all over again in one of the most brutal matches this sport has ever seen. Well hey, one more chance to shine, I for one hope it's not your last because when we step into that ring, I'm going to do everything in my power to finish you off for good. No more chances Justin. This is it, one more chance to either be the man or get "Dicked" which I'm sure your used to.
Dick stands up and continues running down the sidewalk. The scene changes to downtown as we can see a good view of the Statue of Liberty. Before we know it Dick comes running by. He stops for a moment and catches his breath. He looks to the camera then up at the Statue of Liberty. He grins and puts his hand up pointing to the statue as he poses.
Dick looks back to the camera with a cocky grin and speaks.
Dick- You know, there is nothing like New York City! I was born and raised here, I went to school here, and I won my first world championship right here!
Dick shakes his head and speaks once more.
Dick- Well this Monday I wont be here, oh no. I'll be out in Detroit, Michigan whooping some ass! It's do or die. I'm not worried one bit about Justin Payne. Sure he's tough, but I proved to the world that I'm tougher! What I have to be concerned about is if Cheapshots will make his presence felt. Well I'm sure he will and I'll be ready waiting. Cheapy, you don't have to jump me from behind no, all you got to do is come down to the ring after I beat Justin Payne with the Gazinya Family Tree, one, two, three and stand up to me like a man! You know it's hard to say whether or not Nester is even going to make it to Malice to take you out. Hell, they got him locked up in solitary confinement, wearing a straight jacket but if he does make it out you my friend will not only get "Dicked" but you will pay! The cheap one as you call yourself, your name couldn't be more fitting. Out of the blue you come back in a well orchastrated plan with president Darren and think your going to take the NDE out? What could you possibly be thinking? If that were to happen this place wouldn't even be here! The WoW is NDE country and that is more than just a slogan that's a fact. Just take a look out there in the crowds every night and try to count those NDE signs, banners, t-shirts, foam Dick-Heads! You name it, it's out there and we sell more merchandise than the rest of the roster combined! Think about it Cheap-chump! Whatever your plans are they better be to stay out of my match! Me and Justin Payne are about to go out there and put on a match like you have never seen before. We are going to pull out all the stops and we won't stop until we've put on the greatest ladder match of all-time. Maybe you should keep your eyes on the monitor and off of "Dick!" Maybe you'll learn a thing or two about what a couple of technically sound peformers like Justin Payne and myself are capable of doing! Other than that, stay out of my business. When things are said and done, you'll be the next in line for a shot at my title because I know that's what you want! That is if you get lucky enough that Nester doesn't get out of solitary before Malice!
Dick turns around and continues running as the camera follows him. The camera stays focus until Dick is lost in the crowd. From there, the scene comes to a close and fades to black.
