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~The scene opens just outside Josh Sutton's locker room. The cameraman knocks on his door and Sutton answers. He invites the cameraman into his room and sits down in a chair. Sutton slides a chair over to the cameraman and he obliges by sitting down. Sutton stares blankly into the camera. Sutton: So...Carl Cash....We meet again. Been awhile since we've competed one on one hasn't it. Some would say you've lost your touch, but me on the other hand, I am on top of my game. I am unbeatable. Noone has been able to stand in my way. Prime Example: Nemesis. Cash...let's not drag with out further than it is. The fact of the matter is, we both know why this match is taking place. We hate eachother, or atleast I hate you, always have, always will. Your arrogance sickens me to the fullest. Hell, you should be on your hands and knees thanking Assassin for giving you that win last night. Because everyone knows that without someone's help, you could never be a true winner. Perhaps you should focus your attention more on wrestling instead of staying out all hours of the night with your "Hollywood buddies". Carl, you are far from the competitor that you used to be. What happened to that man that carried that never say die attitude. Where did he go? You are half the man you used to be and slowly fading away from existence. It's time you were brought back to reality and since you can't do it yourself, Allow me to do it in front of the world on Saturday, in blood and cold sweat, you will slowly return to your old self. I will make something of you yet, soldier. I will lift you up just enough to break you down and in the end I will make you hurt. ~Sutton shifts the Global title from one shoulder to the other. He paces back and forth and while doing this, he speaks in a tranquil manner. Sutton: And for you Assassin. You brought your ass into my match. You interfered in MY match. What the fuck were you thinking. Do you think I needed your help. I don't give a damn what your agenda with Nemesis was, you NEVER EVER EVER involve a lower being such as yourself in one of MY matches. I see that you have appointed yourself special referee for my match with Cash. I know there is nothing you would rather see more than Carl Cash beating me Saturday, but mark my words little man, you fuck me over, and I will be on you like stink on shit. Everyone knows that Carl Cash has no in ring ability. He is all looks and no show. Just like all these other guys who are stepping up to face me. When will you people realize that I am the unbeatable.... I am GOD! Sutton: Cash, I'd take my pretty boy ass to the gym and start training. Because Saturday, you have a snowballs chance in hell of beating me. I will once again prove without a shadow of a doubt, I am the Icon, that I am Best, That I am THE MOST VIOLENT MAN on earth. So Cash...Buddy, Ol Pal, You better take a long hard look at this. ~Sutton points at the ASW Global Title on his shoulder. Sutton: Take a long hard glance at it, because that's the only place you willbe seeing it for a long long time. Think different, PROVE ME WRONG. But hey, perhaps I've judged you too soon, I remember our glory days. Our days when we teamed up, our days when i wore the fake smile, where you never suspected a thing, where you were at the top of your game, when i somewhat respected you. How dare you even step into my presence... Mr. Hollywood, You bring the beer and I'll bring the blood.....And Assassin remember what I said, You stay out of my way or there willbe hell to pay! ~Sutton walks out of his dressing room. The cameraman follows him. As Sutton walks down the hall, he runs into a reporter. The reporter stares at him for a second. Reporter: How you feelin today, champ? Ready for Saturday? Sutton: Am I ready for Saturday? HELL, I am always ready for whatever ASW has to throw at me. I walked into the Pay-Per-View almost a week ago today and went through 9 guys. I mean hell, I have accomplished more in this federation in a month than most guys will accomplish in their career. Look at some of the feats i have accomplished. Back to Back Wrestler of the week, I am the ASW Global Champion, and I am undefeated. Who is going to be able to stop me. Carl Cash? Don't make me laugh. Reporter: But back in your EWWL days, Carl Cash defeated you 1...2...3... right in the middle of the ring. Sutton: I don't recall this being EWWL. That was a long time ago. Cash has grown weak and I've grown much stronger. You go ahead and put all your marbles on Cash beating me, but your in for one big fuckin disappointment when Saturday rolls around. I'm not gonna go in just to win, I am going to humiliate Cash. I am going to hurt Cash. I will take three things away from him. His Dignity....His Purity....And his pride. As I have said time and time and time again, I AM BETTER THAN CASH! Reporter: Well, good luck on Saturday.. Sutton: You shouldn't be telling me that. You should be telling Cash that. He is going to need all the help in the world........AND...THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE END! ~Sutton exits through the backdoor and gets into his Jaguar. The scene fades to black with Sutton speeding off. FADE TO BLACK 
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