Sarah: Guys, hey what are you [sniff] doing here? Are you here to get me out??? I knew Chris Cairns was a great guy!

Cameraman:Sorry Sarah, we're part of Miami's personal crew, we're here cos he called us here to do a promo.

[Sarah Cries out at this unfortunate news.]

Sarah:[sob] Why!?! What have I done, I had DJ down here earlier, at least Miami was the nice one and the good cop of the two!

[We hear a door open and the camera pans to the right and spots some stairs leading up to a door. A figure holding a candle is descending the stairs and we figure we must be in a basement. The figure comes into the light and we see it is Miami Missile. His long blond hair has been tied back into a ponytail that pokes out the back of his black beret. He has two day old stubble on his face. He walks over to Sarah and places another candle on the table. He walks over into the darkness and we hear a smash.]

Miami: Sh-t!!! Damn coffee table!!!

[We hear the sound of metal clanking and we see Miami come back into the light/shot with a deck chair with an embarassingly 70's floral pattern on the seats. He places it down next to the table and swings his legs onto the table as he sits down.]

Miami: Hey Sarah , how ya coping?

Sarah: You're sick!!

Miami: Actually you kind of look a little sick yourself! C'mon we fed you!

Sarah: It was your cooking!

Miami: True I suppose I have developed an immunity to my bad cooking over the years but still eat it! We don't want you dying on us cos DJ would have no leverage with Cairnsy and I'd be heartbroken.

Sarah: You two are twisted! How many times were you dropped on your head as a baby by the midwife and I bet you enjoyed it too!

Miami:True,but at least when the midwife spanked my -ss I didn't say thank you!

[A scowl forms over Sarah's face.]

Sarah: Why me!?!

Miami: You hold the key to the answers, you see we could have done this the easy way. We could have gone out on a date, I could have taken you to levels of ecstasy that you never thought you could reach. We could have little ankle-biting b-st-rds who grew into MissileManiacs and eventually into third generation Superstars. We could have had it all but you chose Matty!

We could have had happiness, I could have gotten Dragon off my back after months of trying! I could have found happiness! You however ruined it ALL!If I can't have you then NO-ONE can!

My fellow Booker DJ saw this and saw how much you were affecting my life, he saw how much of a recluse I was becoming so he hatched the perfect plan. He saw you as his meal ticket to the federation, he saw you as his meal ticket to the high life and to owning the 2XWF. He saw you as the final piece in his efforts to run the federation with the 'Clever' Cairns brothers but you had to get in the way . You and your REMF of a brother!!!

Sarah: REMF?

Miami: Rear-Echolon Mother F-ck-r!!SAS term , I read Bravo Two Zero! I read it whilst you were out with MATTY! Look at the walls of this room! Lined with pictures of me enjoying myself , entertainng myself in the ring! Having a good time! You made me forget about that!

Sarah: You just don't care do you?!? You just don't care!!

Miami: I care!

Sarah: Hasn't any girl ever rejected you then?!?

Miami:NO!!!!!!!!!!!

Sarah: Get used to it Bub , cos after this little escapde you'll be in deep trouble and no girl will come near you!

Miami:You realise if you weren't so pretentious I would let you be free from those ropes , this was DJ's idea not mine, mine was a lot more entertaining!

Sarah: You're sick!

Miami: Just follow me with this one!

[The scene floats into a dream sequence � la 'Saved By The Bell' we see Miami's vision of how Sarah would be if DJ wasn't pulling a major powerplay on him.

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Sarah: That's perverted!

Miami: That's life! Now Cairns I see you are tuned into MTV : Missile TV, TV for the seriously altered! HEHE! Now Cairnsy, if you want to please your little geisha girl Dragon then I suggest you listen to me carefully! Hand over the company! Hand it over now! Hand it over before DJ does something we all regret! Hand it over before DJ does something to shock the world! Hand it over now so I stop sounding like a newscaster!

Dragon, Hand over any ideas of you becoming World champion because as long as I am here you will always be a number 2 in every sense of the word! Hand over all ideas of you beating me because it cannot be done, I have never lost cleanly! Dan got lucky , Cairnsy got metal! I just don't need to have unworthy people hassling me 24/7 I don't need you constantly bitching about how I cheated to beat you cos the next night in the six man tag team match I beat your ass with the Missile Launch. Give me the damn camera!

[Miami grabs the camera and looks straight into it.]

Miami: TRANSMISSION OVER!!!!

[Miami grabs the camera and hurls it, the last few frames of shot show the camera heading lens first at a picture of Miami with a belt.

the camera smashes into this shattering it before hitting the floor and the scene turning to snow.]