[The scene opens up inside a locker room. Yes, ECW has their own locker rooms. And sitting in this particular one, is no other then RVD. He's sitting there, his hands in his face, not saying a word. Fonzie is next to him, looking at the floor. Both seem either sad, or very angry. And if you ask me, they're probably VERY angry. After Hardcore TV, they have a lot to be angry about. And when RVD pulls his hands away from his face, we see that it is an angry face. His face is a light shade of right, and fire seems to almost glow in his eyes. He looks at Fonzie, as he rests his elbows on his knees. Fonzie eventually looks up, and looks RVD in the eyes.]

Rob Van Dam:Do you know how pissed I am right now?

Fonzie:Oh I know. I'm just as pissed as you are.

Rob Van Dam:No Fonzie, you're not as pissed as I am. Sure, I know your a little pissed because you witnessed me get beatings 2 weeks in a row. You witnessed me getting my as beat. I know a lot of Philadelphian ECW fans that are pissed. I know a lot of Manhattan fans that are pissed. Hell, I know a lot of ECW fans in general that are pissed. But Fonzie, nobody is more pissed then me.

Fonzie:I know dadday.

Rob Van Dam:Ya see Fonzie, I didn't do anything to Raven. Nah, he did everything to himself. Is it my fault Paul Heyman wanted to see his little bitch Stevie get a 5 star ass kicking by Mr. Monday Night? Is it my fault that Raven stuck his dirty nose into my business, and *points to self* Rob-Van-Dam knocked his nose out of it by kicking a chair into his face? No, it isn't Fonzie. I can't help it Raven gets a little mad because his friend has wrestling skills compared to my dead grandmother. Not everybody can size up to me. Raven himself is a little sketchy. And do you want to know how I know this Fonzie?

Fonzie:How?

Rob Van Dam:Well look at it this way. I got one win over Raven, hands almost tied behind my back. I knocked his ass senseless with a Vandaminator, and I didn't even mean to. I have him beat, and the only way he beats ME..is by having two butt buddies come to little Scotties rescue. What Raven? Need an insurance policy? You knew that you probably wouldn't be able to handle everybody's favorite wrestler, so you got the Eliminators to be your bitches, and back you up. Good plan Raven. It obviously fooled me. And it obviously beat me to. I mean, a 3 on 1, with a sneak attack included...that's something even *points to self* Rob-Van-Dam can't handle. But see Raven, unlike you, I don't need other people to fight my battles. I, and not so surprisingly, can actually fend for myself. I actually know how to wrestle. And not just ordinary wrestle. I'm talking 5 star matches here. Calibur matches you'll only dream of ever pulling off without me in the ring. But 5 star matches are routine for me. Even when I'm getting my ass kicked, everyone is still on their feet cheering for the "Whole Fucking Show".

Fonzie:That's right Robbie! You'll always be the greatest! It doesn't matter if you're getting beaten up, or if you're beating up, you're still the best dadday. And that was evident on Hardcore TV. No offense dadday, but you got beaten up bad.

Rob Van Dam:None taken.

Fonzie:But it's not like you went out without style. Everybody saw as you daddy, *points to RVD* R-V-D was beating the snot out of that no good, dirty, rotten, ugly, disgusting, pathetic exuse of a wrestler, Raven! Everybody were on their feet, going crazy. My whistle, blaring. All the Robbie marks, chanting the most famous name in the industry! ROB VAN DAM! ROB VAN DAM! ROB VAN DAM! ROB VAN DAM! Then suddenly, tradgedy struck the ring, when The Eliminators hit the ring. They ran to the ring, interfering with the match. I was no match for them, and neither were you Robbie. A 3 on 1 attack. What's there to do? Absolutely nothing. I could do nothing. And you could do nothing. So you got beat up. You got hurt dadday. And here you are, sitting here, sitting pissed off. Raven, let me say one thing. You think you're some higher power. You think your something special baby. Well I got some news for you pal, you ain't NOTHING! You think your a martyr? Damn right your a martyr! And it's gonna be *points to RVD* Rob-Van-Dam that'll make you that martyr! It'll be Robbie here, that'll kill you so all your pathetic, brainwashed "followers" can really believe you're a martyr dadday! Raven, you want to make Robbies life miserable? Keep on trying! Keep on persisting. But let it be known Raven, it'll be Robbie here that'll get the final say! It'll be Robbie that'll make sure YOUR life is a living hell! Because Robbie has all the razzling, dazzling moves that'll make your head spin! He'll fly, run, kick, punch, land, and HIT YOU with everything he's got dadday! And when it's all said and done, *points to RVD* Rob-Van-Dam will be the winner on Friday!

Rob Van Dam:Well said Fonzie.

Fonzie:Thanks dadday.

Rob Van Dam:Your exactly right Fonzie. Everything you said is right. I will be the winner on Friday. There's no denying that. Look at it this way Fonzie. I'm *points to self* R-V-D, and who better then me? No one. Raven thinks that he's some god or something? Yeah right. Raven isn't even close to God. Raven is more like a piece of shit on my shoe. He'll always stick around, bugging the hell out of me. He stinks. He looks ugly. And the only way to get rid of him, is wiping him away. And guess what Raven? This Friday, it just so happens I'll be coming down to the ring with a giant paper towel. And courtesy of me, the "Whole Fucking Show", I'll get rid of your ass. Finally, I'll send your ass out of ECW. Raven, you always talk about how your extreme. About how your hardcore. How your all this stuff. Good for you Raven. You fit well into ECW. But the thing is, your just another face. How many other people run around ECW, saying "I'm hardcore! I'm extreme!"? HHH does, Sandman does, Jeff Hardy does, Austin does. Even Taz says it. Well would you look at that? Everyone is Extreme! I guess being Extreme is the cool thing nowadays, right? Wrong. The only cool thing is, is *points to sself* Rob-Van-Dam. I'm something all to my own. I don't need to be Extreme. I'm just me, and that makes me better then you.

Raven, to tell you the truth man, your boring me. All you blurt about nowadays, is how your childhood sucked, how your a torturered soul, how you suck, and how you have 3 other guys to have sex with. Your a real special guy Raven. But not special enough. On Friday, I'm going to come down to that ring, and I'm gonna walk out World Champ. Who could possibly stop me? You Raven? Yeah right. Didn't I beat you once already? Oh, I had Fonzie help me. Look at Fonzie Raven. How could he possibly help me? Sure, he gave me a chair that I kicked right into your face. Big deal. If your so good, how come that one kicked knocked you senseless?

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