(The scene opens up inside The White House. A tour guide is leading a group through. The group of tourists follow their guide to another section of the building, but the camera stays with two men. It is "The Boy" Scott Hellings and MC Tommy Dee. They are dressed in shirts with the Canadian flag on the chests and a pair of khakis. MC Tommy Dee has his Tag Title around his waist and Hellings carries his Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder.)

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Dude, this tour sucks! Jay is not missing a thing!"

HELLINGS-
"Where is Jay?"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"He said he had a lunch date."

HELLINGS-
"Well I hope it's not with Madeline Albright."

MC TOMMY DEE-(Shuddering)
"Dude, that would SO not be cool!"

HELLINGS-
"By the way, great job against those losers, The Impact Players last night!"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"No sweat. You know I heard this morning that I have to take on Dan Coil again next week."

HELLINGS-
"Why?"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"I don't know. I guess he didn't like that history paper I turned in. Hey, you have to defend your title against Chris Jericho."

HELLINGS-
"You mean White Jericho? Or is that Chris Dragon? Well no matter how you say it, it still sucks!"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Indeed."

HELLINGS-
"Anyways, this totally sucks! Come on, let's go make our own tour."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Dude, that SO rules!"

(MC Tommy Dee and Scott Hellings walk off. The camera cuts to the two standing in a different corridor.)

HELLINGS-
"This reminds me of that show 'West Wing.'"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Does that mean we are gonna see Martin Sheen here then?"

HELLINGS-(Placing a hand on Dee's shoulder.)
"We can only hope. We can only hope."

(The two keep walking. They come across a door with a sign on it.)

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Hey! This door says Oval Office! Does that mean this is Rob's office?"

HELLINGS-
"It makes sense to me. But are you sure we should be going in there?"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Dude, Rob needs us right now. He has got all sorts of problems! We've got some loser named Killer Instinct running around with Bombtrack's belt..."

HELLINGS-
"Killer Instinct, wasn't that the name of a bad video game?"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Yeah I think so."

HELLINGS-
"Well then he should be calling himself 'The Game' and not Dan frikkin' Coil! If I were Killer Instinct, I'd beat Dan Coil up for gimmick infringement."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Yeah, anyways...he's got Killer Instinct running around with Bombtrack's belt and he's got to live with the fact that we've got Sycho Sid as our US Champion! And it doesn't even end there because Sid's going to be in the MAIN EVENT next week! I totally think Rob could use a hug!"

HELLINGS-
"You're right. Rob could use a visit from one half of the very first tag champs, PSI, let alone the greatest Intercontinental Champion in RWW history - me! The Boy!"

(The two walk through the door. There is no one inside.)

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Dude, he's not here!"

HELLINGS-
"Well, let's wait for a minute."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Sure."

(MC Tommy Dee sits down in the large chair behind the desk. Hellings looks around the room and stops to look at a picture. There is a picture of George W. Bush and his family.)

HELLINGS-
"So if this is The Oval Office where are all the pictures of Rob or...uh, I dunno...Matt Mathers?"

MC TOMMY DEE-(Sighs)
"Dude, you're not gonna see a picture of Mathers. He's invisible, remember?"

HELLINGS-(Slaps himself in the head.)
"Yeah, good call. I remember that now. (Hellings pauses for a moment to shine up his belt and admire his reflection in it. He then looks up, as if snapped out of a trance before speaking.) Man, this place sucks! Let's go wandering."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Agreed."

(The two get up and walk out the door. The camera follows them as they keep walking down the corridors. They pause at one room.)

HELLINGS-
"Let's go in here."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Sure."

(They open the door and we can see a bunch of Secret Service agents running around, talking on phones. They appear to be monitoring something.)

HELLINGS-
"Hey! Have you guys seen Rob around here anywhere?"

(All of the agents stop to look at the two men. One of them speaks)

AGENT #1-
"Russian spies! Get 'em!"

AGENT #2-
"They are wearing Canadian shirts. Are you sure they are Russian?"

AGENT #1-
"They're icognito! Get them, dead or alive!"

HELLINGS-
"That's kind of a downer."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"I think we should run."

HELLINGS-
"Sure, why not?"

(They slam the door shut and start running down the hallway. They run down a flight of stairs and continue running through random doors. Suddenly they open up another door and on the other side is a room full of reporters waiting for The President to make a speech. The reporters just stare blankly at the two men, completely confused.)

MC TOMMY DEE-
"What do we do?"

HELLINGS-
"Follow my lead."

(Hellings and Dee walk over to the podium and begin to speak.)

HELLINGS-
"Hi. Now, I'm not a lumberjack or a fur trader, I'm a wrestler. I don't live in an igloo or eat blubber. Well, okay, there WAS that one time in college when I ate a big helping of whale blubber, but that was a bet! Anyway, I don't know Wayne Gretzky or Pam Anderson, but I'm sure they are very nice people."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"More so Pammy than Wayne, if you catch my drift."

HELLINGS-
"We have a Prime Minister, not a President. We speak French AND English."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Oui!"

HELLINGS-
"Shut up! I'm on a role!"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Je suis desole."

HELLINGS-
"Idiot. Anyway, we pronouce it about NOT aboot."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"That's what we're talking aboot!"

HELLINGS-(Shakes his head.)
"It IS pronounced 'Zed' not 'Zee', 'Zed!' "

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Dude does that make Jay Mr. Style Jay Zed?"

HELLINGS-
"I don't think so. We believe in peacekeeping and diversity. And by the way, we want the Barenaked Ladies back. You can keep Celine Dion though. Anyway, a toque is a hat, although a dorky looking one! A chesterfield is a couch! And the beaver is a proud noble animal, and NOT something to be defiled on an intern!! Canada is the second-largest land mass..."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Although we could do without Winnipeg."

HELLINGS-
"....we are the FIRST nation of hockey! And Canada is the greatest part of North America!!"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Although there was no real competition."

HELLINGS-
"My name is Scott and (pointing to Tommy Dee) and this is Tommy and WE ARE CANADIAN!"

(Suddenly the camera pans out to show the secret service men burst through the door.)

AGENT #1-
"No they're not! They're Russian spies!"

HELLINGS-
"That's it!"

(Hellings rushes the secret service man and jerseys him. He give him The Chokeslam to Hellings before more secret service men are brought in. Hellings manages to nail one with his IC belt before they grab MC Tommy Dee and Hellings and drag them out. The camera cuts out to show the guards tossing the two out onto the street in front of the White House.)

HELLINGS-
"We'll show 'em!"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Should we burn the place down?"

HELLINGS-
"Meh, it's been done. Let's go back to the hotel."

(Tommy nods and they start to walk away. They stop in front of two bums sitting on the corner.)

BUM-
"Got any change?"

HELLINGS-
"Isn't that Spyder and Blade? Former RWW wrestlers?"

MC TOMMY DEE-
"I think so. Should we give them any money?"

HELLINGS-
"Heck no! Remember what happened to Legend Inc? If we give a bum some money he'll procede to tell his life story and then tell us to go to Vietnam or something! Besides, they might get our belts all dirty...more so my belt than yours."

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Oh yeah, good point. (Tommy Dee places his hand on Hellings' shoulder.) We should go."

(As the two walk off into the distance we can still hear them talking.)

MC TOMMY DEE-
"Man, you totally destroyed those Secret Service guys!"

HELLINGS-
"Yeah. You see, that's exactly why I beat Sid at Instinct. He goes around beating up street thugs and even then he needs DCaffmaster to help him out! Me? I can take down the entire Secret Service!"

(We can hear MC Tommy Dee laugh a bit as they continue walking. Fade to black.)