JULIUS: "Who is World Heavyweight champion? Tact or Ma…."
GHEORGHE: "NO!! THE REFEREE IS UP SAYING DAYMON GOT OUT!"
JULIUS: "How the hell did Daymon get out of that?! He had Tact AND Marx on top of him!"
GHEORGHE: "I don’t know, Dean .. but the referee is saying that Daymon kicked out … we’re still at three men, and two World Heavyweight champions!"
JULIUS: "Daymon is a monster."
JIVE: "I think Caitlyn Daymon almost shit a brick, too!"
GHEORGHE: "All three men are down on the mat … the unified World Heavyweight championship awaits …"
JIVE: "If this were three other men I would have said that the first person up will be the new World Heavyweight champion … but they’re not three other men … this match is far from over."
GHEORGHE: "That’s the first bit of sense I’ve heard you say all night."
JIVE: "Murloc by Murlocwest."
GHEORGHE: "What?"
JULIUS: "One Flew over the Murloc’s Nest?"
GHEORGHE: "What?"
JIVE: "Teenage Mutant Ninja Murlocs?"
GHEORGHE: "What the hell are you guys talking about?"
JULIUS: "Debbie Does Murloc."
JIVE: "Ooo, that’s a good one."
GHEORGHE: "I am so confused…. … wait a minute!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS.)
GHEORGHE: "TACT … TACT IS GETTING UP! MARX! MARX JUST ROLLED OVER!"
JULIUS: "After what these guys have put themselves through already… I doubt they even know where they are."
GHEORGHE: "Tact… TACT IS UP! He is wobbly, but he’s up! And he sees Jonathan Marx getting to his feet! Larry Tact over to Marx…"
(SFX: CROWD EXPLODES!)
GHEORGHE: "MARX WITH A BOOT TO THE GUT! Tact comes back… AND MARX WITH ANOTHER BOOT! Tact doubled over….. AND MARX WITH THE SWINGING NECKBREAKER! ONE …………. TWO ………….. THREE!!! Nooooooo! Tact got out!"
JIVE: "Jonathan Marx probably wants to repay Tact for that Tactful Surrender earlier…"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx now … he is setting Tact up…. Drives the knee into the back of Tact’s head! Wait a minute …."
(SFX: CROWD ORGASMS.)
GHEORGHE: "MARXISM!!! MARXISM!!! JONATHAN MARX HAS TACT LOCKED UP!!"
JIVE: "It’s all over now! Larry Tact had his chance earlier …. Marx won’t screw this up."
GHEORGHE: "TACT IS CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!"
JULIUS: "He is suffering, too… Tact might be out of this thing."
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx has the STF locked on …. and Tact is … TACT … IS HE TAPPING?!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS HUGE!!)
JIVE: "No! He’s not …. It certainly looked like it … but the referee didn’t call for his elimination…."
GHEORGHE: "Larry Tact trying to hold out as long as he can …….."
(SFX: CROWD JEERS~~~!)
GHEORGHE: "WAIT!! DAYMON!! DAYMON IS UP!!"
JULIUS: "Tact better hope that Daymon grants him the same sort of reprieve he granted Marx earlier!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon … he looks at Marx…. ….. AND OH MY GOD!!! HE IS GOING TO THE TOP ROPE!"
(SFX: Crowd silences as they watch Daymon climb the turnbuckle pads…)
GHEORGHE: "DAYMON IS UP….. TACT IS ABOUT READY TO SUBMIT ……………………………. GOOD LORD JESUS!!!"
(SFX: FANS EXPLODE~~~~~~~~~~!!!)
GHEORGHE: "DAYMON WITH A FLYING ELBOW DROP OFF THE TOP ROPE ………. AND HE NAILS MARX!!"
JIVE: "Daymon is crazy!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon now … what is he doing?!"
JULIUS: "He is laying across both Tact AND Marx!! He’s going to pin them both!!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee looks down … and now starts the count!!! ONE ……………………….. TWO ……………………………………….. THREE!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!"
JIVE: "BOTH KICKED OUT!!"
JULIUS: "I think more one kicked out and Daymon was taken off the other!"
GHEORGHE: "I can’t believe it!! Daymon almost taking out both competitors at once!"
JULIUS: "He is a monster, I told you."
GHEORGHE: "Daymon EXXXTREMELY slow getting to his feet …. and now he looks at Marx… and Tact .. I think he’s trying to decide who to get rid of first!"
JIVE: "And Marx is the lucky man!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon grabs Marx …. And he sends him to the ropes …. Daymon off the other si……"
(SFX: CROWD POPS.)
GHEORGHE: "WAIT A MINUTE!!!! BRANDON JACOBS JUST PULLED THE TOP ROPE DOWN!!! DAYMON WENT FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE!"
JULIUS: "The referee didn’t see it!! He was too busy checking on Tact!"
JIVE: "Daymon is down!"
JULIUS: "BUT TACT IS UP!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx resting on the ring ropes … and Tact is getting to his feet! Marx sees him! Marx coming in … BUT TACT TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE!"
JULIUS: "Where did he get that burst of energy?"
GHEORGHE: "I don’t know .. but Tact is back on his feet … and LOOK AT HIS EYES!! He’s a man possessed!"
JIVE: "Brandon Jacobs might have just fed the lamb to the bigger, badder lion!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact now with Marx back on his feet …. AND SLAMS A FIST INTO HIS FACE! Marx staggers back …. AND TACT WITH ANOTHER ONE! Jonathan Marx practically spun 360 degrees on that one!"
JULIUS: "Worse things could have happened."
GHEORGHE: "Tact now with a shot to the gut … wraps the arm around ….. AND BRINGS MARX UP WITH THE PUMPHANDLE SL… PUMPHANDLE POWERSLAM! Jesus! Marx is down!"
JIVE: "Brandon Jacobs on the outside of the ring pounding on the apron for Marx to get back in this… he gave Marx the opportunity by taking out Daymon…"
GHEORGHE: "Tact with the cover …. ONE ……….. TWO …………. THREE—NOOO!"
JULIUS: "Counts are getting closer and closer …"
GHEORGHE: "Tact is up …"
(SFX: CROWD BEGINS TO JEER HARDCORE~~!!)
GHEORGHE: "And Tact is calling for it!! Tact is calling for the end of Jonathan Marx’s World Heavyweight championship reign!"
JIVE: "Tact has Marx on his feet….."
GHEORGHE: "Jacobs on the outside screaming at Marx to do something to get out of it …………………. URANAGE SUPLEX!!! THE HUMBLING! TACT NAILS IT! TACT NAILS IT!"
JIVE: "Jacobs is sliding into the ring!!!"
GHEORGHE: "ONE ………………."
JULIUS: "Daymon!! He just grabbed Jacobs’ leg and pulled him out!"
GHEORGHE: "TWO ………….."
JIVE: "Daymon just yanked Jacobs in for a short arm clothesline!! Jacobs is down!"
GHEORGHE: "THREE!!!!"
JULIUS: "He got him! Honest to God, he got him!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee is up ….."
(SFX: CROWD EXPLODES IN JEERS!)
GHEORGHE: "AND LARRY TACT HAS ELIMINATED THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION FROM THIS MATCH!! Larry Tact is World Heavyweight champion for the second time!"
JIVE: "Now he and Daymon are going to find out just who will be the unified World Heavyweight champion!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx on the mat …. And Larry Tact! TACT IS PUSHING HIM OUT OF THE RING WITH HIS BOOT! What a bastard!"
JULIUS: "Marx is no longer World Heavyweight champion … he doesn’t deserve to be in that ring with the two men who are…."
GHEORGHE: "Daymon turns … Daymon now seeing what’s going on … and he slides in the ring!! DAYMON UP …… BUT TACT TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE!"
JIVE: "Daymon wanted to be the man who took out both of his competitors tonight … and Tact ruined that for him!"
GHEORGHE: "Larry Tact with a smug look on his face as he drags Daymon over to the ropes … and Tact with a knee to the chest! Another! Tact now placing the boot on Daymon’s throat… and he’s using the ropes for added pressure!"
JIVE: "The referee’s over there .. and he’s threatening to disqualify him if he doesn’t relent!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact finally releases …. And he drives a boot to the forehead for good measure!"
JULIUS: "Tact is now a two time World Heavyweight champion … and he doesn’t want to have his reign to last all of five minutes, that’s for sure."
GHEORGHE: "Caitlyn Daymon over on the side of the ring … and she’s trying to slap some sense into her husband… and here comes Tact! Larry Tact grabbing onto the legs of Daymon … and now …. SLINGSHOTS HIM INTO THE CORNER! Daymon’s head just bounced off the ring post!"
JIVE: "Tact is toying with Daymon now … but if he wants to win, he’s going to have to put him away soon. You don’t want to give Daymon a second chance!"
GHEORGHE: "That’s for sure! Tact spinning Daymon around … and he is just ramming those boots into the midsection! Daymon now slumping to the mat …. And Tact now walking to the center of the ring."
JULIUS: "Or not! INCOMING."
GHEORGHE: "AND TACT TURNS AND RUNS BACK IN WITH A VICIOUS KNEE TO THE FACE! Tact pulls Daymon out of the corner …. ONE ………. TWO ………… THREE!!"
JIVE: "NO! Caitlyn Daymon put Daymon’s foot on the ropes! The ref saw the foot and stopped the count!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact now gets to his knees…. And he shoots Caitlyn a dirty look! If looks could kill, Caitlyn Daymon would be six feet under right about now!"
JULIUS: "Thank God they can’t though… can you imagine the carnage that Carlee Marx would do with her mug? Entire communities would be massacred."
GHEORGHE: "That’s not what I meant, Dean.."
JULIUS: "Oh."
GHEORGHE: "Larry Tact picks Daymon up off the mat … and puts him back in the corner…. No .. Tact with the scoop … and he hits the running powersla… wait! Daymon slipped out the back! Daymon on his feet … Tact turns …… AND GETS DOUBLED OVER BY DAYMON! DAYMON WITH THE DOUBLE ARM DDT! ONE …………….. TWO …….. KICKOUT!"
JIVE: "Daymon almost pulled that off out of nowhere!"
GHEORGHE: "Both men are down on the mat! This has been one hell of a main event so far here tonight in the harbor of Havana, Cuba!"
JULIUS: "Although they need to hurry it up a bit … I’m starting to reek like socialism over here."
GHEORGHE: "The referee making the count … Tact on his back .. Daymon next to him on his stomach… and the fans are getting to their feet!"
(CUTTO: The fans around the ring in bleachers and chairs .. like a wave they get to their feet to see who will get up first.)
JIVE: "What happens if they’re both down for the count?"
GHEORGHE: "I would assume that the match would restart. There will be a World Heavyweight champion tonight."
JULIUS: "The ref’s at seven…."
REF: "EIGHT …………………………………….. NINE …………………"
GHEORGHE: "WAIT!! DAYMON!! DAYMON IS SITTING UP! The referee stops the count … and DAYMON IS ON HIS FEET!"
JIVE: "I told you … Tact should never have allowed Daymon to have this chance!"
GHEORGHE: "Caitlyn Daymon practically cheerleading on the outside as Daymon looks around the ring …. AND HE’s CALLING FOR IT! Daymon is calling for the Brain Rocker Redux!"
JULIUS: "Tact better hope that this ship goes the way of the Titanic."
GHEORGHE: "Daymon … standing there … waiting …. Tact is moving …. Larry Tact dazed … he’s getting to his feet …. Tact has no clue what’s in store for him!"
JIVE: "Daymon is going to be the sole World Heavyweight champion! I love it!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact turns …. And Daymon with the boot to the gut!"
(SFX: Fans explode!)
GHEORGHE: "WAIT! TACT CAUGHT THE FOOT OF DAYMON!"
JIVE: "Uh oh."
GHEORGHE: "Tact now wagging his finger at Daymon …… he spins him around 360 degrees…. AND TACT WITH A CLOTHESLINE TAKES DAYMON DOWN!"
JULIUS: "Right when you think it’s over .. they pull something else out their sleeve!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact grabbing Daymon …. And he hoists him HIGH OVER HIS HEAD … Daymon trying to get down … and Tact… what the hell is he doing?!"
JIVE: "HE’S COMING THIS WAY!"
GHEORGHE: "MY GOD!! Tact has Daymon in the gorilla press over his head and he’s walking to the ropes! NO ! NO !"
(SFX: CRASH~~!~!~!
CUTTO: The announce table, or what’s left of it, as Daymon lays in a pile of broken wood and television monitors.)
GHEORGHE: "LARRY TACT JUST THREW DAYMON OVER THE TOP ROPE AND THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!"
JIVE: "Where’s my drink!?! That asshole broke my glass!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon … he’s out cold! Daymon is out cold…."
JULIUS: "Tact’s not done!"
GHEORGHE: "LARRY TACT IS MAKING HIS WAY TO THE OUTSIDE!"
JIVE: "He better get me another mojito!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact reaching down into the rubble … and he pulls the bloodied Daymon out! Now … where the hell is he bringing him?!"
JULIUS: "The referee is leaning through the ropes trying to get him to bring this back into the ring … but Tact is walking over to the Spanish announce team’s table!"
GHEORGHE: "TACT JUST TOSSED THE TELEVISION MONITORS OFF THE TABLE …. AND HE IS PLACING DAYMON ON TOP OF THEIR TABLE!"
(CUTTO: The two Spanish announce team members scattering from behind the table..)
JIVE: "They’re smarter than we were apparently! But don’t forget your drinks!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact now .. Tact reaches down and grabs one of their water bottles and takes a swig …"
JULIUS: "Rehydrate himself before his victory."
(Tact brings the water bottle down before arching his head to the side … he then spits out the liquid into the air.)
GHEORGHE: "I guess that’s not what Tact was expecting! Tact now tossing the water bottle to the ground … and he is grabbing Daymon! Tact…. Scoops up Daymon and slams him down on the table… TACT JUMPS OFF ….. AND HE’S HEADING TO THE APRON!"
JIVE: "What the hell is he going to do now!"
GHEORGHE: "Tact ……. TACT IS CLIMBING THE CORNER! MY GOD!"
S. ANNOUNCER: "DIOS MIO!"
GHEORGHE: "TACT UP TOP …………………………………"
(SFX: CROWD ORGASMS~!)
GHEORGHE: "DIVE TO BLUE TO THE ARENA FLOOR ……….."
JIVE: "NO!!!! CAITLYN DAYMON PULLED DAYMON OFF THE TABLE!!!"
(SFX: CRASH~!~!~!~!)
GHEORGHE: "AND LARRY TACT GOES CRASHING THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! He’s going to need the medical team!"
JULIUS: "Caitlyn Daymon could have gotten seriously hurt there!! Apparently she would do anything for love."
GHEORGHE: "You mean anything to keep her man as World Heavyweight champion!"
JULIUS: "All and the same, Gheorghe…"
GHEORGHE: "The referee now scolding Caitlyn Daymon and telling her to get away from both men … and Larry Tact is DOWN …. There’s no way he can get up from that!"
JIVE: "Caitlyn Daymon just grabbed the water bottle …. And she dumped the rest of it onto Daymon’s face!"
JULIUS: "Well that woke him up!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon! He’s grabbing his eyes!! What the hell was in that thing?!"
(CUTTO: Caitlyn Daymon who sees Daymon’s reaction and then looks at the water bottle in shock.)
GHEORGHE: "She might have done more damage than good!"
JIVE: "Well, Daymon’s conscious now!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon rolling on the arena floor … and he’s up!!! DAYMON IS ON HIS FEET!"
JULIUS: "But what good is it?! He’s stumbling around like Jive after a RAUCOUS taping!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon … DAYMON GRABS A FAN’s SHIRT … AND HE’s WIPING HIS EYES WITH IT!"
JIVE: "I hope LaRoque gives that fan tons of free merchandise to off set the chance of a lawsuit.."
GHEORGHE: "Daymon …. Daymon squinting … BUT HE’S GOING TO TACT! Daymon … Daymon grabs Larry Tact’s lifeless body ….. and rolls him into the ring!"
JULIUS: "And we’re three seconds away from seeing Tact as the former two time World Heavyweight champion!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon now in the ring ….. Daymon pacing around ….. and now he drags Larry Tact into the center of the ring … AND STEPS ON HIS CHEST … WHAT ARROGANCE!"
JIVE: "The referee down …. ONE …………………… TWO …………………………. THREE!!!"
JULIUS: "Daymon did it!"
(SFX: FANS POP HUGE!!!)
GHEORGHE: "TACT GOT OUT!! TACT IS STILL IN THIS THING!"
JIVE: "How the hell did he kick out after missing the Dive to Blue and going through the table!?"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon is LIVID! He is on his feet berating the referee about the slow count!"
JULIUS: "The referee is telling him it was a valid count … and Daymon is not having any of it."
GHEORGHE: "Daymon back to Tact now …. He reaches down to pick him up ……………. WHAT THE?!"
JIVE: "Tact just spat something into the face of Daymon! Daymon is grabbing at his eyes again!"
(CUTTO: A second water bottle in the wreckage of the Spanish announce table.)
GHEORGHE: "I think Tact took a swig of that other water bottle while Daymon was blinded earlier!"
JULIUS: "I think it’s safe to say that there’s something more in those bottles than water!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon trying to get the liquid out of his eyes… AND HE STUMBLES BACKWARDS AND FALLS INTO THE ROPES! Daymon falling flat on his ass as he rubs at his eyes…"
JIVE: "What the hell is Caitlyn Daymon doing now?!"
GHEORGHE: "CAITLYN DAYMON HAS A METAL CHAIR!!!"
JULIUS: "The referee is over checking on Daymon!! He doesn’t see her!"
JIVE: "Tact is starting to get to his feet!!"
GHEORGHE: "Daymon and the referee talking about what happened … AND Daymon using the referee’s shirt to wipe his eyes! BUT CAITLYN DAYMON IS ON THE APRON WITH THAT CHAIR …… MY GOD SHE’s WINDING UP TO WALLOP TACT!"
JULIUS: "Larry Tact is on his feet …."
GHEORGHE: "Daymon looks like he’s a little better now … and he sees Caitlyn on the apron!! The referee about to turn around … BUT DAYMON PRETENDING THAT HE STILL NEEDS THE REFEREE’s HELP!! Those two are about to dupe themselves into keeping the titles!"
JIVE: "Tact finally making sense of this situation …… AND HE TURNS TO FACE CAITLYN DAYMON!"
GHEORGHE: "Caitlyn raising the chair! Daymon meanwhile nodding at her to hurry up!"
JULIUS: "Wait!! The referee caught on!!! The referee turns around!"
(SFX: CRACK!~!~!~!)
GHEORGHE: "AND CAITLYN DAYMON NAILS TACT WITH THE CHAIR!!! TACT FALLING BACKWARDS AND LANDS FLAT ON HIS BACK!"
JIVE: "What the hell! THE REFEREE!! HE’s CALLING FOR THE BELL!!"
(SFX: Bell rings! Fans pop!)
GHEORGHE: "Is he … is the referee …… YES!! THE REFEREE IS DISQUALIFYING DAYMON!!"
JULIUS: "Caitlyn Daymon just cost her husband the New ERA World Heavyweight championship!!"
GHEORGHE: "Ladies and gentlemen, Larry Tact has won this match all because of Caitlyn Daymon’s scheming ways backfiring! How poetic!"
JIVE: "AND DAYMON IS PISSED! He just hopped to his feet and he is screaming at the referee as the ref talks to Carl Jacobs!"
GHEORGHE: "What a match!! Larry Tact is the World Heavyweight champion! Daymon finally got what was coming to him!"
(Carl Jacobs walks into the ring with the microphone. The referee has both World Heavyweight championships in his hand and nods.)
JULIUS: "Congratulations are in order for Tact… he put on a hell of a show tonight! First winning the World Heavyweight championship from Jonathan Marx… and now finishing the job by beating Daymon… even if it was due to Caitlyn Daymon being caught red handed!"
JIVE: "And Tact is coming to!! Caitlyn Daymon is in the ring with Daymon … and they’re still berating the referee!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS~!)
GHEORGHE: "AND LARRY TACT IS ON HIS FEET!"
JACOBS: "Ladies and gentlemen…………………………. The WINNER of this match ………………….. via DISQUALIFICATION ……………………… and New ERA of WRESTLING WORLD ……… HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION …………………."
(CUEUP: "Karma Slave" by Splashdown.)
JACOBS: "LARRY …………. TACT!"
GHEORGHE: "What a match … what a pay per view! I can’t believe it! We are out of time ….."
(SFX: Music stops.)
JIVE: "What now?"
JACOBS: "HOWEVER ………….."
GHEORGHE: "What does he mean however?! We gotta go! We’re out of time!"
JACOBS: "Due to the fact that the World Heavyweight championship can only change hands via PINFALL or SUBMISSION….."
(SFX: Crowd silences.)
JACOBS: "STILLL New ERA OF WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION …….."
(CUEUP: "Stones From the Sky" by Neurosis. The crowd begins to pop hysterically.)
JACOBS: "DAYMON!"
(CUTTO: The referee handing one World Heavyweight champion to Tact, and the other to Daymon… both men looked absolutely shocked.)
GHEORGHE: "WHAT!?! WHAT THE HELL!"
(Larry Tact and Daymon come closer … closer … both men have their respective World Heavyweight championship belts draped over their shoulders. The camera focuses on them as they come face-to-face(ish).)
JULIUS: "TACT AND DAYMON ARE STARING EACH OTHER DOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING…… AND WE STILL GOT TWO WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONS!"
(CUT TRANSMISSION)
