[Scene cuts to the back, where Eddie Benoit is being tended to by medics. Gutter Rat appears in the hallway, and confronts The Pitbull.]

Gutter Rat: Eddie, are you simple? You think because that guy punked you out last week, that in one stupid maneuver, you can right that wrong?

Eddie: Hey, who was the guy rolling on the floor in a puddle of his own piss and blood? You win one match, by DQ even, and you become an expert?

Gutter Rat: Listen kid, I'm just saying... the trink is to get him on your terms, on your time... and as for last Dynamite, I won in more ways than one... not only is my bankroll a little bigger this week, but I proved you couldn't beat me... and... not only could you not beat me, but your short-lived attack at the end was futile, 'cause here I still am, you pathetic piece 'o crap... which reminds me Eddie... how's your brother? How's his back?

Eddie Benoit: Point made, but what goes around...

[The medics move back as the Gutter Rat and The Pitbull end with a glare down.]

Sully: These two men sure have no love lost between them, and what was that about the Pitbulls brother?.

JP: You know it's been a good week, when you can't tell the up and comers from the grizzled vetrans...