GHEORGHE: "I can’t believe it! We’re having the World Heavyweight title match RIGHT NOW!"
JIVE: "This is unfair! MARX COULDN’T EVEN READ THE CONTRACT!! That’s fraud! That’s a felony! ARREST SHAWN HART!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx is glaring at Brandon Jacobs.."
JIVE: "This is all his fault! If he didn’t break Marx’s reading glasses, Marx would have seen this! He would never have signed the contract!"
GHEORGHE: "John Doe is on the outside, and he is just shaking his head in disgust as Marx takes off his watch…. And now the referee is signaling for both men to go! THIS MATCH IS ON!"
JIVE: "YOU PUT HART UP TO THIS DIDN’T YOU, GHEORGHE?!"
GHEORGHE: "What?!"
JIVE: "You couldn’t stand Jonathan Marx as World Heavyweight champion! This is all your fault!"
GHEORGHE: "That’s insane. Marx is one of the most gifted technical wrestlers of our generation.. he’s made a fine, albeit misguided sometimes, World Champion .. and he showed he deserved to be champion at BattleBRAWL 2… Shawn Hart and Marx now circling each other in the ring … and they lock up … Both men vying for the upperhand .. and Marx with a quick fireman’s carry takes Hart to the mat."
JIVE: "There!! End the match! Marx has already shown that he’s the better wrestler!"
GHEORGHE: "This match has just begun! Shawn Hart with a smile on his face as he gets back to his feet .. BUT MARX WITH A FLYING FOREARM!"
JIVE: "He knocked that smile all the way to Barbados!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx now on top of Shawn Hart and he is pounding away on the face of the number one contender! Marx with those closed fists over and over again … and Shawn Hart is trying to block his face."
JIVE: "Yea! Pretty boy can’t handle the heat, can he?"
GHEORGHE: "Marx finally gets off Shawn Hart .. Hart trying to get to his feet, but Jonathan Marx with a kick to the midsection keeps Hart down!"
JIVE: "Is this what you wanted, Hart? To get totally outclassed by the World Heavyweight champion? Serves you right!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx with another kick to the gut and Hart is in a fetal position.."
JIVE: "Crying for his momma no less."
GHEORGHE: "He is not!"
JIVE: "I can hear him now.. ‘Mommy! Mommy! Lil’ Shawn needs my mommy!’"
GHEORGHE: "Oh stop it! Marx grabs Hart by the head and brings him to his feet … and a SWINGING NECKBREAKER by the World Heavyweight champion! Marx with a quick cover … ONE …. TW—NO! Shawn Hart kicks out! Jonathan Marx has a look of pure determination on his face as he grabs the legs of Hart … AND HE JUST DROPPED HIS HEAD VERRRRY LOW ON THE ABDOMEN!"
JIVE: "I bet Shawn Hart wasn’t planning for the World Heavyweight champion to come out fighting!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx grabs the leg of Hart .. AND HE’s APPLYING A FIGURE FOUR! JONATHAN MARX HAS THE FIGURE FOUR LOCKED ON IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!"
JIVE: "And look at the little girl cry!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart shoots up and is trying to grab at the face of Marx … but Marx leaning back so that Hart can’t reach him… and he’s really got the figure four synched in. The referee is asking Hart if he wants to give … but Hart is shaking his head no!"
JIVE: "IN THE BAHAMAS THAT MEANS YES! HART GAVE UP!! CALL FOR THE BELL!"
GHEORGHE: "It does not!"
JIVE: "Yes it does! Just like they use the metric system, the Bahamas also shake their head no when they mean yes! They’re strange people like that!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx rocking back trying to add any pressure he can… AND SHAWN HART IS TRYING TO TURN IT OVER!"
JIVE: "That’s not fair! You can’t do that to the World Heavyweight champion!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart … Hart is reaching to the side … BUT MARX STEADIES THE HOLD! Marx now reaches forward … and he lands a closed fist into the side of Hart’s he.. NO! HART BLOCKED … HART WITH A FIST OF HIS OWN! HART WITH ANOTHER! SHAWN HART WITH A THIRD AND MARX RELEASES THE FIGURE FOUR!"
JIVE: "Those were closed fists!! Disqualify him!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx was using closed fists, too!"
JIVE: "But that’s okay because he’s the World Heavyweight champion! He’s allowed extra leeway!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart out of the figure four .. and Jonathan Marx is back on his feet! Marx over now and grabs Har… HART WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!!! ONE … TWO … THREE!!"
JIVE: "MARX GOT OUT! MARX GOT OUT!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx kicked out of the small package … and the fans cheers were quickly stopped! Jonathan Marx back to his feet .. but so is Hart! Marx coming after Hart … AND HART WITH A JAPANESE ARM DRAG! Marx up … AND HART WITH ANOTHER ONE! The World Heavyweight champion now slides to the outside of the ring … and he’s conferring with DREDD!"
JIVE: "He needs to take a breather, Gheorghe … afterall, that’s a long sleeved button up shirt he’s wearing. He must be dying of heat exhaustion! Quick .. someone get a doctor to call this match off."
GHEORGHE: "This match isn’t going to be called off, Nick.. you’re going to have to deal with the fact that Jonathan Marx could very well lose the World Heavyweight championship tonight to Shawn Hart!"
JIVE: "NEVER!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx, Doe and Jacobs huddled … AND HERE COMES SHAWN HART FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE …. AND HE TAKES OUT ALL THREE MEN!"
JIVE: "What disrespect!"
GHEORGHE: "The action has been non-stop since this thing started … and now Shawn Hart grabs the World Heavyweight champion … Hart has Marx … AND HE JUST SENT HIM INTO THE GUARDRAIL! Marx hits back first … AND SHAWN HART JUST CLOTHESLINED HIM OVER THE GUARDRAIL AND INTO THE FRONT ROW!"
JIVE: "Maybe a fan will sue Hart … then he can’t win the title!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart reaches over and grabs Marx ….. AND HART SUPLEXES MARX OVER THE GUARDRAIL AND BACK INTO THE RINGSIDE AREA! The referee coming through the ropes and he’s telling Hart to get back into the ring."
JIVE: "Don’t do that you idiot! Do your job and count them out! Marx retains the title on a countout!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart rolls Marx back into the ring and he hops on the apron … AND JOHN DOE GRABS ONTO HART’s FOOT!"
JIVE: "YES! The DREDD teamwork strikes again!"
GHEORGHE: "BUT HART KICKS DOE IN THE FACE WITH HIS FREE FOOT AND DOE FALLS TO THE FLOOR!"
JIVE: "Doe you imbecile!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart now .. HART USES THE ROPES TO CATAPULT OVER THE TOP ROPE AND ONTO MARX! ONE …… TWO ….. KICKOUT!"
JIVE: "Could the ref have counted any faster?!"
GHEORGHE: "That seemed like a pretty normal count to me, Nick."
JIVE: "Of course, because you want Marx to lose!"
GHEORGHE: "That’s not true. I want whoever the best man is to win."
JIVE: "Jonathan Marx! That’s why he’s the World Heavyweight champion!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart brings Jonathan Marx to his feet … and he tosses him to the mat with a hip toss … Hart now over to Marx …."
JIVE: "HE’s STEPPING ON HIS TONGUE!"
GHEORGHE: "That’s his tie, Nick!"
JIVE: "Are you sure!? That looks like his tongue!"
GHEORGHE: "How many people do you know with purple tongues?"
JIVE: "Marx had a grape blow pop before the contract signing!"
GHEORGHE: "You are such a liar … Shawn Hart looking down at Marx as the World Heavyweight champion tries to pull his tie out from underneath the boot …. AND MARX WITH A SHOT TO THE GROIN! Shawn Hart is doubled over … AND MARX GRABS ONTO HIS HEAD AND DROPS DOWN WITH THE JAWBREAKER!"
JIVE: "Why is the referee yelling at Marx?! The man was stepping on Marx’s tongue for Christ’s sake!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx slowly getting to his feet … and he meets Shawn Hart .. Marx with a closed fist .. AND SHAWN HART RETURNS THE FAVOR! Marx with another one .. .AND HART RESPONDS …. AND JONATHAN MARX WITH A RAKE OF THE EYES!"
JIVE: "Totally legal here in the Bahamas…"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx now goes behind Shawn Hart… AND HE PULLS THE SWEATBAND DOWN FROM HIS FOREHEAD AND STARTS CHOKING HIM AROUND THE NECK WITH IT!"
JIVE: "Tota.."
GHEORGHE: "No, it isn’t! The referee now warning Marx about the choke .. one .. two .. three .. fou… and Marx releases the choke! Shawn Hart gasping for air and he heads for the ropes .."
JIVE: "If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the Bahamas. And leave the title here!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart resting on the ropes … AND JONATHAN MARX RUNS UP AND HOPS OVER THE TOP ROPE GRABBING HART’s HEAD AND THRUSTS HIS THROAT AGAINST THE TOP ROPES!"
JIVE: "WHAT A MANUEVER!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart lying on the mat and he’s holding his throat! He may have been seriously injured there!"
JIVE: "I have no sympathy for a man who cheats the World Heavyweight champion!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx now getting back on the apron … AND HE IS CLIMBING THE CORNER! JONATHAN MARX IS ON THE TOP ROPE!"
JIVE: "Goodbye, Mr. PhD."
GHEORGHE: "MARX FLIES OFF WITH THE DIVING KNEE DROP ……."
(SFX: Crowd pops huge!!)
GHEORGHE: "BUT HART MOVES!!! MARX CRASHES DOWN ON THE KNEE!"
JIVE: "NOOOO!"
GHEORGHE: "Both men lying on the mat now … I can’t believe it! They’re throwing everything they have at each other .. in a match that wasn’t supposed to even be tonight!"
JIVE: "But look at Marx! Marx is fighting his way through this match.. Shawn Hart KNEW the match was going to be tonight. He came out here in his sweatpants .. his sweatshirt .. trying to look all ROCKY-ish with the sweatbands around his wrists and around his forehead.. and the World Heavyweight champion is STILL putting up a fight."
GHEORGHE: "SHAWN HART IS GETTING TO HIS FEET!"
JIVE: "Come on! Brandon Jacobs .. redeem yourself! GET A BATTLEAXE!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart is on his feet and the crowd is beside themselves!"
JIVE: "Now they just need to be in their shacks and everything will be hunky dory!"
GHEORGHE: "SHAWN HART PICKS UP JONATHAN MARX …. HE GRABS THE BAD LEG …. PERFECTPLEX!!! ONE …….. TWO ……. THREE!!!!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS HUGE!)
GHEORGHE: "NOOOOOOO!!! MARX GOT OUT!"
(SFX: Crowd jeers.)
GHEORGHE: "The World Heavyweight champion kicked out of the Perfectplex! Shawn Hart slowly gets back to his own feet … AND NOW HART IS HEADING UP TOP!"
JIVE: "NOW DOE! Now is the time to go grab his leg!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart perched atop the ropes …. Marx slowly getting to his feet ….. The World Heavyweight champion turns … AND SHAWN HART FLIES OFF WITH A MOONSAULT …… ONE ………. TWO ……….. THRE—NOOOOOO!!!!"
JIVE: "BY GOD! SOMEONE STOP THIS!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart slaps the mat in desperation .. and I can’t believe the athletic display both men have put on so far! The #1 contender has the champion up … Hart turns and grabs the head … HART ATTACK! NO! JONATHAN MARX PUSHES HIM OFF …….. AND SHAWN HART COMES BACK WITH THE SUPERKICK DROPPING THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION …. ONE ……… TWO ………. THREE!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS!)
JIVE: "NO! NO! NO!"
(SFX: Crowd jeers!)
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx kicks out again!!! What the hell does Hart have to do to finish off the World Heavyweight champion?!"
JIVE: "He nee.."
GHEORGHE: "That was a rhetorical question that does not need an answer from you! Shawn Hart … Hart brings Marx up to his feet … and now he irish whips him to the ropes … Marx on the return .. but Hart drops to the mat! Marx hops over him and goes to the other side … Hart now leap frogs over Marx …. Marx against the ropes again .. AND HART DROPS DOWN AND SIZES MARX UP FOR THE MONKEY FLIP!"
(SFX: Crowd jeers big time!)
GHEORGHE: "BUT MARX STOPS SHORT AND DROPS THE HEADBUTT ONTO HART! Both men are lying on the mat …. And the referee is starting the standing ten count!"
JIVE: "Stay down, Jonathan! Stay down! Take the no decision!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee is at three .. four .. and the fans are on their feet here in Nassau! Five … Six … AND JONATHAN MARX IS STIRRING!"
(SFX: Crowd JEERS~!)
JIVE: "He’s doing it! TAKE THAT SHAWN JESSICA HART, PhD!"
GHEORGHE: "Seven … Eight … AND MARX IS UP! MARX IS ON HIS FEET!"
JIVE: "Jonathan Marx will overcome Shawn Hart’s treachery .. The Second Golden Age of Wrestling will continue!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx grabs Hart by the head … He has Hart up … and drills him with a knife edge chop! And a second! Jonathan Marx irish whips Hart against the ropes …. AND CATCHES HIM ON THE RETURN WITH A HUUUUGE SPINEBUSTER! Marx with the cover …. ONE ……… TWO …………… THREE!!!!"
JIVE: "MARX RETAINS! MARX RETAINS THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!"
(SFX: FANS POP HUGE~!!)
GHEORGHE: "HART KICKED OUT! HART KICKED OUT!"
JIVE: "No!! This can’t be happening!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx looks up at the referee .. and beads of sweat are pouring down his face .."
JIVE: "His shirt is starting to become completely soaked.. this match shouldn’t be happening.. Marx came out here to sign a contract .. not to defend his title!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx grabs the leg of Shawn Hart ….. AND HE IS GOING FOR THE MARXISM! JONATHAN MARX GRABS THE HEAD OF SHAWN HART ….. AND HE’s GOT IT LOCKED ON!!"
JIVE: "Say goodbye to your World Heavyweight title shot, Hart! Jonathan Marx has triumphed once more!"
GHEORGHE: "MARX WITH THE …"
(SFX: CROWD ORGASMS!)
JIVE: "NO NO NO!"
GHEORGHE: "SHAWN HART BROKE FREE!! MARX FALLS TO THE MAT!!"
JIVE: "Doe! Jacobs! Get in there! Save the title!"
GHEORGHE: "Both men are back on the mat .. both men have wrestled a hell of a match … and the World Heavyweight title is STILL UP FOR GRABS!"
JIVE: "Damn this! If Shawn Hart wins the World Heavyweight championship tonight … then you can kiss New ERA goodbye! This company is going to go under quicker than you can say Jean Rabesque!"
GHEORGHE: "MARX IS USING THE ROPES TO GET TO HIS FEET ….. THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IS BACK UP!"
JIVE: "You can’t keep him down! The title means too much to him!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx is resting on the ropes … Brandon Jacobs is over there trying to yell words of encouragement to him … and now the referee is coming over to check on the World Heavyweight champion."
JIVE: "I think he’s asking Marx if he wants the ref to disqualify Hart! Yes! Do it!"
GHEORGHE: "He is not, Nick .. don’t be ridic…"
(SFX: CROWD GOES CRRAAAZY!)
GHEORGHE: "SHAWN HART WITH A KIP UP!!! HART IS ON HIS FEET AND JONATHAN MARX HAS NO CLUE!"
JIVE: "TURN AROUND! TURN AROUND, MARX!"
GHEORGHE: "Brandon Jacobs sees Hart .. Jacobs trying to yell at Marx …. SHAWN HART AGAINST THE OPPOSITE ROPES … AND HE COMES CHARGING AT JONATHAN MARX!"
JIVE: "Marx is turning around .. but its too late!!!"
(SFX: CROWD JEERS HARDCORE~!)
GHEORGHE: "MY GOD JONATHAN MARX JUST BACK BODY DROPPED SHAWN HART OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE ARENA FLOOR!!!"
JIVE: "BUT HART’s FOOT HIT THE REFEREE IN THE FACE ON THE WAY OVER!! THE REFEREE IS DOWN!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx looks down at the referee … AND NOW HE IS SLIDING TO THE OUTSIDE!"
JIVE: "But he’s nowhere near Hart!"
(SFX: CROWD JEERS!!)
GHEORGHE: "JONATHAN MARX JUST GRABBED A STEEL CHAIR! MARX IS COMING AROUND THE CORNER …."
JIVE: "He just walked past Hart … he’s handing the chair to John Doe!"
GHEORGHE: "Marx … Marx IS HANDING DOE THE CHAIR TO NAIL HART WITH IT! Jonathan Marx now going to pick up Hart … and Doe nods .. and shrugs his shoulders….."
(SFX: *CRACK*!!! CROWD IS SILENCED!)
GHEORGHE: "DOE HIT MARX!! JOHN DOE HIT JONATHAN MARX WITH THE STEEL CHAIR FROM BEHIND!!"
JIVE: "WHAT!! WHY!!! THAT BASTARD!!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart is using the ring apron to pull himself to his feet .. AND NOW JOHN DOE IS STANDING OVER JONATHAN MARX … AND HE’s SMILING!"
JIVE: "NO!! SOMEONE CALL THE MENTAL HOSPITAL .. DOE’s GONE NUTS … AGAIN!"
GHEORGHE: "Hart rolls into the ring … AND JOHN DOE IS RAISING THE CHAIR OVER HIS HEAD…."
JIVE: "BRANDON JACOBS JUST GRABBED THE CHAIR FROM BEHIND!!"
GHEORGHE: "Brandon Jacobs and John Doe now fighting over the chair … THE REFEREE IS STILL DOWN … SHAWN HART IS LYING IN THE RING … and the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IS ON THE ARENA FLOOR!"
JIVE: "How dare John Doe attack Jonathan Marx! That ungrateful little TOAD!"
GHEORGHE: "BUT MARX IS GETTING TO HIS FEET!! JOHN DOE JUST KICKED BRANDON JACOBS IN THE GUT …. AND HE DDT’s HIM ON THE CHAIR!!!"
JIVE: "MARX IS UP! MARX SEES DOE DDT JACOBS!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS!)
GHEORGHE: "AND JONATHAN MARX JUST SPEARED JOHN DOE TO THE ARENA FLOOR!! MARX WAILING AWAY ON DOE! And now he brings him up …. AND HE SLAMS HIM INTO THE RING APRON!"
(SFX: CROWD POPS HUGE!)
GHEORGHE: "AND SHAWN HART HAS MARX BY THE HAIR! SHAWN HART STANDING IN THE RING … AND HE IS DRAGGING MARX UP ONTO THE RING APRON!"
JIVE: "Someone wake the referee up! He needs to disqualify John Doe!"
GHEORGHE: "Doe?!"
JIVE: "YES!"
GHEORGHE: "Brandon Jacobs is finally stirring a little … he looks up … AND JOHN DOE GOES UNDERNEATH THE RING!"
JIVE: "Run you little pussy, RUN!"
GHEORGHE: "Doe quickly went underneath the ring …"
JIVE: "I’d move that quick too if I were going to get my ass handed to me by the World Heavyweight champion after he’s done finishing off Hart!"
GHEORGHE: "AND JONATHAN MARX JUST JAMMED A FINGER IN THE EYE OF HART … AND HE HOPS OFF THE APRON AND IS LOOKING FOR DOE!"
JIVE: "Marx looks at Jacobs … and Jacobs just pointed to underneath the ring! SOMEONE WAKE THE GODDAMN REFEREE UP!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart on the mat next to the referee …. AND MARX IS GOING UNDER THE RING AFTER DOE!"
JIVE: "GET HIM! MAIM HIM!"
GHEORGHE: "Jonathan Marx pulls the apron back and starts crawling underneath…"
(All of a sudden tons of white smoky air starts coming out from underneath the ring near the entrance where Marx went in.)
GHEORGHE: "WHAT IS THIS?"
JIVE: "What the hell is happening?!"
GHEORGHE: "JONATHAN MARX ROLLS OUT FROM UNDERNEATH THE RING … AND HIS FACE IS COVERED IN WHITE!"
JIVE: "JOHN DOE SET HIM UP! DOE ATTACKED HIM UNDER THE RING!"
(SFX: UBER UBER UBER CROWD POP~~~!!!)
GHEORGHE: "OHHHHH MY GOD!!! JEAN RABESQUE!!! JEAN RABESQUE WAS UNDERNEATH THE RING!!! RABESQUE SPRAYED MARX IN THE FACE WITH A FIRE EXTINGUISHER!!"
JIVE: "You’ve got to be shitting me! CALL THE COPS! Rabesque shouldn’t be here! SECURITY!"
GHEORGHE: "JONATHAN MARX … MARX TRYING TO GET TO HIS FEET…"
(SFX: *CRACK*!! CROWD POPS!)
GHEORGHE: "AND RABESQUE JUST POPPED MARX IN THE FACE WITH THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER!"
JIVE: "THIS IS A TRAVESTY!"
GHEORGHE: "And now … Rabesque rolls Jonathan Marx into the ring!"
JIVE: "Someone get me a straight jacket! There’s two nuts at ringside!"
GHEORGHE: "Jean Rabesque was hiding under the ring … AND HE MUST HAVE BEEN THE ONE WHO PULLED DOE UNDER! MARX IS DOWN! JACOBS IS DOWN! DOE IS GONE! THE REFEREE IS DOWN … SHA…"
(SFX: CROWD WITH AN ENORMOUS POP!!)
GHEORGHE: "SHAWN HART SAT UP! SHAWN HART SAT UP!"
JIVE: "I’m going to be sick! SICK!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart looks around …… AND HART SHAKES THE REFEREE!"
JIVE: "NO YOU BASTARD!"
GHEORGHE: "AND THE REFEREE BEGINS TO MOVE!"
JIVE: "JACOBS! GET YOUR LAZY NO GOOD ASS UP!"
GHEORGHE: "Brandon Jacobs still on the arena floor after being DDT’ed onto the chair by John Doe … AND SHAWN HART …… HART IS WRAPPING MARX UP!"
(SFX: HUUUUUUGE POP!)
GHEORGHE: "FUJIWARA ARM BAR!! HART HAS THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR ON MARX!!"
JIVE: "Grab the ropes, Jonathan! Grab them!"
GHEORGHE: "MARX LOOKS TO BE OUT COLD!"
JIVE: "Figures NOW the referee is back doing his job!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee up crawling over to Hart and Marx … and he’s asking Marx if he wants to submit!"
JIVE: "Marx is out you dimwit!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee now grabs Marx’s free arm …. And he lifts it in the air …… AND IT FALLS!"
JIVE: "This can’t be happening!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee grabs Marx’s arm again … he lifts it ……….. AND IT FALLS A SECOND TIME!"
JIVE: "BRANDON JACOBS IS ON HIS FEET!! JACOBS IS BACK UP!"
GHEORGHE: "The referee grabs Jonathan Marx’s arm a third time …….. he lifts it ……"
JIVE: "BRANDON JACOBS IS AT THE RING ROPES! HE’s GETTING IN THE RING!"
GHEORHGE: "AND IT FALLS!!! MY GOD!!!! THE REFEREE IS CALLING FOR THE BELL!! SHAWN HART HAS WON THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!"
JIVE: "THANKS TO GODDAMNED JOHN DOE!"
(SFX: Bell rings. CROWD EXPLODES~!)
JACOBS: "The winner of this match ….. and nnnnneeewww WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ……."
(CUEUP: ‘Nobody Does It Better’ by Carly Simon.)
JACOBS: "SHAWN JESSICA HART …. PEE ….. AYCH ….. DEE!"
GHEORGHE: "I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! Hell, Shawn Hart can’t believe it! The referee has the World Heavyweight championship … and he just handed it to Hart! HART HOLDS UP THE TITLE AND THE CROWD IS GOING INSANE!"
JIVE: "Call Arthur Marx! Get the Marx family lawyer out here!!"
GHEORGHE: "Shawn Hart goes over to the ring ropes … AND HE CLIMBS UP AND HOLDS THE TITLE OVER HIS HEAD! Ladies and gentlemen … we are out of time … I can’t believe it ….. New ERA has totally changed forever!"
(FADEOUT: To the camera shot of Shawn Hart, standing on the turnbuckle with the New ERA World Heavyweight championship held high in the air. Behind him you can see Jonathan Marx, his face still white from the fire extinguisher, starting to bring his hand to his face … and behind them, standing on the rampway, his arms on his hips, Jean Rabesque, a little bit of a smirk crossing his face .. an intense sparkle in his eye.)
