$$$That's right JD, SIMPLE Justin Sane. He is simple, because he doesn't use flowery language and pointless taunting to win. The fact is, he simply outdoes you. If The Franchise doesn't like you, he'll say it straight to your face and then laugh as your try to make up for it in the ring. So, yes JD, in a way, he is simple, because he doesn't have to use all the extras you do to make his point. He doesn't need pothead chronies to help him win, he doesn't need professional security to protect him, and he doesn't need to make "deals" with the CEO to get by. You see JD, you need "allies" to help you get by. You need to surround yourself with useless talent that no one else needs, nor wants. The Franchise, on the other hand, will stand up for himself. He'll take everyone on himself, and if they outnumber him, then so be it. He'll take it like a man, and if he has to go to the hospital because his blood is pouring from every orafice in his body, then so be it. You, JD, are scared. You're scared of what it's like on your own. You're scared of what it's like to not be the "smartest" one in your group. The facts are simple JD, you couldn't handle being The Franchise. You'd wilt away under all the pressure. Yes JD, you are nothing, and it's taken all this time for you to realize it. NRG's shown you, I've shown you, hell, everyone's been trying to tell you this for years, but it took until Cyberslam for you to get the point. So sad JD. So sad that you and The Franchise are so different. Ah well, maybe it's for the best, right JD? Maybe this week, when you were shown how ignorant and different you were, will change your outlook, and then you will finally come to the conclusion that the rest of us did a long time ago. You are...WORTHLESS.$$$
$$$As the scene fades in you can see that you are in some type of major airport. You start to look around, noticing that people seem to be ignoring you. The men and women are dressed in business suits, and seem to be more concerned with their computer screens than whatever else is going on. You look around further and see a flight arriving. You make your way over, trying to see if anyone interesting is there. You look closer and you notice a framiliar site. You see Justin Sane and Norman, walking, dressed in Hawaiin shirts and khaki shorts. They seem to be arguing over something.$$$
Justin: C'mon Normy!
Norman: No! No way!
Justin: Dude, why not?!
Norman: Because, it's pointless, not to mention embarassing!
Justin: No it's not! We need money! NRG can make a movie...how come we can't?!
Norman: I never said we couldn't!
Justin: Yes, you did!
Norman: No, I said we couldn't make a PORNO movie!
Justin: C'mon man! WE'D GET LAID! AND...you wouldn't have to pay!
Norman: No way am I going to risk death-traps such as a pornographic movie!
Justin: It's not a death trap.
Norman: Oh? Then what do you call the 300 venerial diseases they all have?
Justin: Character?
Norman: ...sigh... For the last time Justin, NO!
Justin: ...crossing arms... You suck!
Norman: ...rolls eyes... Yeah, whatever, let's go find a taxi.
$$$Justin and Norman walk into the distance as the camera fades to black...$$$
$$$Justin and Norman are seen outside the airport, apparently waiting for something.$$$
Justin: ...checking watch... So is he going to show up, or are we just going to stand here forever?
Norman: He'll be here.
Justin: I hope you know that I could have made 400 porno movies by now!
Norman: ...sigh... Will you stop with that?!
Justin: Stop with what?
Norman: With the whole porno thing.
Justin: What porno thing?
Norman: The thing whe...ahh, forget it.
Justin: Forget what?
Norman: ...sigh... Nothing, Justin, nothing at all.
Justin: Dude, tell me.
Norman: No, Justin, just forget it.
Justin: But I don't know what I'm forgetting! You never told me!
Norman: You know, ever since you won that Most Annoying award, you've been rather....uhhh...how to say this...
Justin: Annoying?
Norman: So blunt, yet so perfect.
Justin: ...shrugs shoulders... If someone says I'm annoying, I must be. I figure why not act like it.
Norman: ...rolls eyes... Of course Justin, of course.
$$$Norman and Justin stand there, Justin constantly checking his watch, when all of a sudden, a green pinto pulls up the curb. It's literally falling apart. A LARGE man gets out of the car, BARELY, and walks up to Justin and Norman. He's got a stained shirt, and torn shorts on. He wipes his nose and then reaches to shake Justin's hand.$$$
Justin: ...disguted... Pass.
Man: What's his problem?
Norman: He's a 3 year old trapped in the body of a 25 year old.
Man: Oh...so does that mean he's dumb?
Norman: Yes, Jack, it means he's dumb.
Justin: Jack? May I ask, what's your last name?
Man: Me'hoff.
Justin: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Norman: Justin, please.
Justin: ...cracking up... Awww, c'mon! It's funny!
Norman: No, not now. So, Jack, do you have the tools?
Justin: Hahaha! You asked if Jack Me'hoff had tools!
Jack: ...snickers... Yeah, I've got them. You ready?
Norman: Of course.
Justin: HAHAHAH! YOU'RE READY FOR JACK ME'HOFF WHO HAS THE TOOL! HAHAHAHAH!
Jack: Could you be more immature?
Justin: ...with a straight face... Quite possibly.
$$$Jack sighs and tells Justin and Norman to follow him. They jump in the pinto and they drive off as the camera fades......When the scene fades back in, the pinto is spotted driving on a thruway. The scene fades to inside the pinto where Justin is squished in the back and Norman and Jack are in the front, with a bunch of fast food bags and two garbage bags.$$$
Norman: ...squirming around in between two giant garbage bags... You know, this has to be violating at least SOME health codes!
Jack: You woulld think.
Justin: ...oblivious to the garbage... So, Jack, what do you do?
Jack: I'm a movie star.
Justin: Oh? I haven't seen your work. Any particular movies?
Jack: Well, there was Rambone, Black and Gifted, and...
Justin: You're a...
Norman: Oh god...
Justin: PORNO STAR?!
Norman: Don't say yes, please don't say yes!
Jack: ...confused... Yes, I'm a porno star.
Norman: ...sigh... Oh no.
Justin: Well, Jack, you know, we're in a need for some cash, you think...
Jack: For the last time...I DON'T KNOW JENNA JAMESON!
Justin: ...dissappointed... Damn...
Norman: ...suprisingly happy... Huh?
Justin: Well, then on to question two...
Norman: ...rolls eyes AGAIN... Oh no, now it comes...
Justin: You got any OPENINGS in your next film?
Jack: You know, now that you mention it...
Norman: NOOOOOO!
Jack: I do.
Justin: YESSSSSS!
$$$Norman puts his face in his hands and begins to cry as Justin smirks. Jack is confused as the camera fades....$$$
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