((With the sound coming from the speakers and the video on the titan-tron, fans all across the world knew exactly who it is...BRET HART!!!! Every fan jumps to their feet to find The Hitman stepping out from the back, a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt with the 'Hart' symbol, and a black leather jacket. The noise level is deafning at this point since the fans haven't seen or heard from Bret in nearly 3 years. Bret Hart stands on the stage with his arms out, wearing his oldschool sunglasses and a huge ear-to-ear grin. Nobody would have thought it to be him that got out of the limo, but their eyes don't fool them. Slowly he walks down the ramp slapping the hands of the fans. Not a single person in the audience isn't cheering and smiling at the returning legend. Bret makes his way around the ring, stopping to say hello to the fans and shake their hands. Eventually, just like the Bret of old, he stops at the sight of a small child, and takes off his sunglasses to hand them to the adoring fan. The mother is nearly in tears to see one of her favorite wrestlers of all time standing there in front of him, handing the kid his sunglasses. You see him say something to the kid, but it isn't able to be heard what is said. After a few more hands are slapped, Bret rolls into the ring and goes to the turnbuckle, holding up his hands to a HUGE round of cheers. He steps down and stands in the ring just smiling at the fans that are giving him a standing ovation. After a few seconds of this, he leans over the ropes and gets a microphone from a time keeper who shakes his hand before giving him the mic. Hart just stands there, as the cheers don't stop.))

Bret Hart:First off-

((Bret barely gets the words out of his mouth before the fans go even more insane. Not only are they cheering, but they're giving him a standing ovation, and are all chanting "WEL-COME-BACK! WEL-COME-BACK! WEL-COME-BACK!". He smiles at the fans more, waiting there as the cheers continue non-stop.))

Bret Hart:Thanks. I really appreciate this.

((The fans pop again. However, Bret, wanting to speak, doesn't wait for them to completely die down.))

Bret Hart:You know, the one thing I always said was that everything I ever did was for the fans. Any matches I wrestled in, any words that came out of my mouth, any hatreds that arose were for the fans enjoyment. I wanted it so that everybody could watch 2 hours worth of wrestling and have a blast. The entire time, sitting at the edge of their seat. People could bring over friends and order a few boxes of pizza and just have a lot of fun watching wrestling. I always compared Wrestlemania to the superbowl because I always wanted to make sure that fans wanted to invite friends to watch their favorite wrestlers kick the crap out of each other. And to tell you the truth, while I was around you guys did have fun, and I was having fun. For awhile there though, I lost what I wanted from wrestling, so I left. But to come back to you fans cheering me on...cheering Bret "The Hitman" Hart, after all the times we've been through..the good and the bad..well, your cheers are worth 2 billion bucks right now.

((Another big pop. It almost looks like Bret is about to cry, coming to the arena to receive only a huge standing ovation and giving these sentimental words and be cheered only more.))

Bret Hart:I thought this might happen, heh. You guys don't know how good it feels to stand here in the place that was my second home for my entire life, the wrestling ring, and be cheered for by the fans that made me what I am today. I'm sure my brother Owen, and Davey boy Smith are up in the heavens looking down on me right now, doing exactly what you guys are doing right now...standing for me, cheering me on.

((The fans cheer at the name of Owen and the British Bulldog.))

Bret Hart:But I didn't come here to tell everyone how great it is to be back. Sure, I'd love to be sentimental with the fans all day and I could tell you stories of my wrestling career, but I've got other business. So we'll have to save that for another day. The reason I'm out here is to announce that The Hitman is back! ((Fans go wild.)) I don't know if everybody is as happy about this announcement as you fans and I are, but frankly, I don't give a damn. I'm sure you all know about mine and...HBK and Vince McMahon's past... ((The fans boo at the mention of those two names.)) As much as I would love to give you a sob story all about how I've totally forgiven both of them for the screwjob they pulled on me back in November 1997, I can't. Frankly, I still hate both of the sunvuva bitches, and hope they rot in hell!

((Hart begins to pace the ring, looking to the fans as they all cheer for what he said about Micheals and McMahon.))

Bret Hart:But as much as I hate both of them, I'm not gonna go on a rampage and beat the piss out of both of them. I'm a professional, classy guy and after all the cooling off I've had, 6 years of it, I can stand here and tell you honestly that I'll for the most part let bye-gones be bye-gones. But I will say this...McMahon, I swear on my brother's grave that if you even dare screw me...hell, if you even stick your nose where it doesn't belong, I'll take every single one of your turnbuckles and shove them straight up your ass! And as for you Michaels...all I have to say is you and your buddy HHH better keep out of my way. I'm not going to look for trouble, but if you think you're going to give ME trouble...well you've got another thing coming. I've proven to you more times than most that I can beat you one on one, and if I have to do it again along with HHH, so be it! But I'll get back to you later on Shawn.

Anyway, on Raw I got Chris Jericho one on one. To tell you the truth, I can't really say I care much for you Jericho, and I don't know a lot about your wrestling ability besides some of your accolades. I've been gone for a good while and I haven't really watched WWE much because frankly, Vince took it and shoved it down the toilet. But I remember when you were in WCW with me and you did a pretty good job. But one thing that's for sure is I am better than you. That's all that needs to be said, because quite frankly, that's all there is to the match between me and you. Neither of us have any friends backing us up. Neither of us have a clique, or a crew, or anybody that's going to make the match any different from it being Bret Hart versus Chris Jericho. There's no outside forces making it one sided, so what it comes down to is who is better. And I'll place my bets on The Hitman. You might be younger, yeah. You might have more agility, and more speed. And some people will even say you have more looks and better charisma. But the thing is Chris, you're not nearly as tough or as smart as me. Nor, will you ever have as much skill. And when it comes down to a one on one match, that's all that matters. So what's that leave you with? Huh? A Lionsault and a Walls of Jericho? Big deal. I'll put you in so many twists and knots you won't be able to tell your foot from your hand. It's a shame really to know that you've been World Champion, Intercontinental Champion, Tag Team Champion, and loads of other stuff, but you still don't add up to me. Sure, I'll give you the benefeit of the doubt that you've accomplished more then me, but you haven't accomplished GREATER things. I've beaten people that whip your ass day in and day out. Goldberg beat you at Vengeance..in fact, he kicked the piss out of you! But if I remember correctly, which hey, I can't do very well lately because I'm getting older, I BEAT HIM! If I remember correctly, I was one of the few people that COULD beat him! Everyone else, including YOU, couldn't compare to him, and he wrecked every single one of them! What did I pull off on Goldberg? A pin! What did you pull off? Jack SH*T! YOU got pinned! You want me to give you more reasons why I'm better then you?

((Bret pauses for a few seconds, but continues on.))

Bret Hart:Take a look at my background. If you read about what my life has been when I was a kid, you'll know that my life revolved around wrestling. I was born with a World Title around my waist. Since age five, I was learning suplexes while you weren't even an itch in your dad's pants. There's another reason--for more then 20 years I've been wrestling. I've seen more wrestling matches in those 20 years, then you'll ever see in your life Chris. My world is wrestling. That's exactly why I'm better then you. Because I never settled for being that other guy. That other superstar. I made damn sure that everybody knew who Bret Hart was, and the only way I did that was making everything I did perfect. I spent hours at a time perfecting a move that I couldn't get right. I spent days sweating and crying, trying to perfect a suplex that I couldn't pull off. I spent weeks with bumps and bruises all over my body. You want work to see what being a Living Legend is? Live a day in the shoes of Bret Hart my friend. Being a legend isn't about having pretty blonde hair and a few flashy t-shirts. Being a legend is busting your ass day after day, even when you're in your 40's. My entire wrestling career, I missed 2 shows...TWO SHOWS! Injured or not, I carried on. How many of you missed Chris? With your petty injuries. You want to know what you are? You're just another prima donna who thinks that because he's in the business and he's got a few belts to his namesake, that he gets to walk around like he's a million bucks. Well let me make it clear for you, you will never compare to me. You can ask anybody you want, and I bet you every single one of them will say "Bret Hart is the best there was, the best there is, and the best there ever will be". I've been saying that since the 90's, and still to this day everybody regards to ME as the BEST! From little kids in California, to adults in Japan...from people all over the world, from people in Canada, and from people in the United States....they all say Bret Hart is the best! There's no denying it, and on Raw..the show Bret Hart worked day in and day out on to help mold what the WWF was...I'll punch your face into oblivion!

((The fans once again find themselves cheering loudly for The Hitman. Taking a few more moments to take a breather, he starts to pace the ring again. He takes his right hand and runs it through his hair, then rubs his face and wipes away some sweat. The cheers finally subside when they see Hart, a little stressed.))

Bret Hart:Now I know that you fine people don't wanna sit here and listen to me whine and complain on past events...things that happened to me that SCREWED me. But I'm sorry, I have a few things to get off my chest. I started on it earlier, but I'm not quite finished. Shawn, I'm talking to you. Like I said, I don't want to start up a dust cloud that just settled, but I have the right to. Even though you deny it to this day that you weren't a part of it, I know you were. You could barely look me in the eye and tell me of your innocense. You tried saying that you didn't know and that you were just as pissed off..MY ASS! I saw that smile creep on your face, but once you saw I meant business, you wiped it off! Why's that Shawn? Because you were scared of what I might do. Because you knew that if I was THAT pissed off, you couldn't fight back. I wouldn't LET you fight back. You knew that I'd beat your scrawny ass into a bloody pulp if you tried giving lip and actually admitted to me, like a man, that you would do anything for that belt. It disgusts me to this day that you would go that far to make sure you had that belt. And no matter how much you deny being involved, I know you were.

You wanna know what really makes me laugh though Shawn? Now that I've come back to the ring, you just happen to be World Champion. Well I'm not going to call you out nor am I going to challenge you at House of Pain for your title. But I will say this, I didn't come back just to make the fans happy. Sure, that's the biggest reason. But it wasn't to just see the fans smiling faces when I first came into the arena. I have what you may call a little payback. That doesn't mean I'm going to screw you like you did me because I don't work like that. My motto isn't "I watch your back, you stab mine". I'll leave that motto for pricks like you! What it means, is I lost my WWF World Title in a way I shouldn't have. Fans saw me go out the wrong way. And no matter what I gotta do, I'm going to make things right. I'm changing history. People aren't going to remember my last match with Shawn Micheals as the match I got screwed..no, they're gonna remember it as the match the Excellence of Execution kicked the SH*T OUTTA THE BOY TOY, HBK, SHAWN MICHEALS!!((Fans go wild.))

Anyway, I just want to say one last thing. You guys..the fans..you guys made my comeback worth it. I was still skeptical backstage there, but once I heard your cheers and saw the faces like that woman over there crying...well I knew I made the right decision. Despite politics, despite old grudges, despite old age, I came back to you and I couldn't be anymore happier. You guys made Bret "The Hitman" Hart the best there was, the best there is, and the best there ever will be! ((Big pop.)) I'm back! We'll see who's laughing now.

((Bret's music hits one more time as the fans are all cheering again. Bret gives them all a wave and a classic Hart smile, and drops the mic and climbs out of the ring. He walks up the ramp slapping as many of the fans hands as possible. He reaches the stage and turns around to hold his arms out and yell "I'M BACK!!", then turns around and exits through the curtains.))