Son....son wake up.
Dad?
Yes son. Why are you doing this?
Doing what?
This. This whole thing with the kid. You know he isn't who he says he is, don't you?
Yeah....about that...I thought maybe...but....who is he dad?
Son, you know I could never pass up a challenge. And neither can you. I want you to find out on your own. Plus if i tell you now, you won't be able to do anything about it. Just make sure you don't let him get hurt. When you do find out who he is, don't freak out.....and son...good luck at SuperCard....
Dad......dad.......dad....what the hell? Where did you go.
You sorry son of a bitch. You just keep going back for more punishment, never knwoing if and when its your time to hang up the boots. What's it gonna take, some Pledge style scrambled eggs for you to bow out for good, accept your age, your place in life. Come down to Mexico with me and Tony and the Sandman. We are livin large baby!
Blaster?
How you been kid?
Fuckin trippin harder than a mother fucker. Am i wasted? Am I dreaming? Was my Dad just here?
Kid, your dad's been gone for, what, 11 years almost? I'm actually banging a semi-hot GRILF right now in backroom of a bar in Acupulco. So this has to be a dream. as to wether you may or may not be wasted. I'd say yeah, it's highly likely you are likely high. I smell Heineken. Same ole Robby! You still using MY entrance theme?
Blaster....first of all. I don't know what a GRILF is. Secondly, it was OUR music. And yeah...I been thinking about switching it up. Because Ozzy himself is so hard up for cash that he is doing some gay ass variety show on Fox, he also wants a shit load to keep using the song, even after all the notoriety I....we...brought to the song.
Well kiddo, a GRILF is kind of like a MILF, ya see, only older. And to hell with the Blizzard, get a new song and let they Crazy Train ride off into posterity, with me, and Tony and Sandman...where you should be.
Dude...Grandmother I'd Like to Fuck? That's sick, but you are old as dirt. Eeeeeewwwwwwee. Nasty. Yeah, I think this kid knows his shit. He has a pretty fitting , edgy, new track he wants me to use.
Yeah, he should be a smart kid, given who he is and all.
What the hell? You know who he is to? My dad knows. You know. Christina knows. If Pledge ever snaps out of thinking he's Teddy friggin Turnbuckle, he will realize he knows. I just hope we can keep what needs to be a secret a secret.
Well, if there was ever any better at keeping secrets than you my friend, then that peron is unknown to the Blaster. Listen up old man, you are gonna have to bring it. When I say bring it, I mean it. Diamonds are forever kid....
....and so are The Horsemen. Blaster...Jimmy? Great. Well, I guess I'll just ride this out til I wake up and have to puke....what the hell? Now the Nitemare is having a Nightmare? Why the hell would I ever in 1001 years ever dream of you?
Because you know you can't escape the reality of what is now and is to come and is to pass. Because you cannot understand the trappings of the mind's eye the way Blood can. You cannot fathom the torment his sould can withstand. I have beaten him to the edges of the world and yet he remains, beyond even me. He withstands the annals of time and the throngs of self proclaimed Gods of wrestling like us, and he rolls right along. Tonight is the night you end that Osbourne. As much as I hate you, you will win this match. Because what Blood is and always has been is a foot note. He'll never be me. He'll never be as good as even one of us. Chris, Mike. It doesn't matter. Jericho and his kid would decimate him. Tonight it will be your turn. He will be your footnote on the rise of your CWF career. Which could only happen, might I add, after the Z had left the building.
You sorry sack of shit, if this weren't a dream I'd...where the hell did he go? Figures. Pussy. Didn't even give me a chance to respond.
**Scene fades to black as Alex Romanov shakes Osbourne and tells him the plane has landed. Time for SuperCard V**
