Sohn: Huff� Go� Go to hell man�
(Chris�s eyes go wide and he starts to throw short, sharp punches to Sohn. Chris finally stops and picks up Sohn by his hair. He does his knee lift to Sohn face and he falls to the ground. Triple H looks over at the security guard that is holding the crowd back and grabs his nightstick. He walks over to Sohn and swings it at him, but Sohn rolls out of the way. Chris follows him, but Sohn manages to kick him in the stomach and knocks Chris down. He drops the nightstick and Sohn dives on it. He picks it up and catches in the gut with it. Chris falls backwards and Sohn slowly gets to his feet. He launches another swing at Chris�s head but he ducks and German Suplexes Sohn on the concrete. Chris laughs at Sohn and picks him up to eye level.)
Chris: Heh� You just don�t know when to quit do you?
(He slaps Sohn in the face. Sohn goes down and Chris picks him back up. He boots him in the stomach and attempts a Pedigree. Sohn blocks it and manages to back-body drop Chris to the side of a small hill. Sohn backs up and rushes forward to spear Chris down the side of the hill The two go slamming into a gate down below and neither man are moving. The ref comes running down after them and we see that by some miracle, Sohn landed on top of Chris. The ref goes for the count.)
1�2� Shoulder up
(Sohn stirs slowly but we see the confusion and pain in his face. He grabs Chris and rams him head first into the gate. He does it three times before letting Chris fall to the ground. He looks around and motions for the Last Sohn. He picks up Chris and puts his head in-between his legs. Chris falls to his knees and low-blows Sohn with an uppercut. Sohn grabs his groin in pain as Chris makes his way along the gate until he comes to an opening. He walks through it, apparently trying to get away as Sohn gets back on his feet. He gives chase and the two are seen running along the side of the gate until they reach a warehouse. Chris picks up a crowbar laying on the ground and throws it at Sohn. Sohn moves and the crowbar goes clanging on the ground. Chris runs inside the warehouse as Sohn picks up the crowbar. He follows Chris in and looks around. Chris is nowhere in sight.)
Sohn: Come out, come out, wherever you are�
(We see some papers fall from above seconds before Chris comes leaping off the top of a cabinet onto Sohn. The two roll around on the ground throwing wild punches at each other until Sohn goes down. Chris stands up and headlocks Sohn. He drags him out the front door and back out towards the fence. He picks up Sohn as if he is going to deliver an atomic drop but just drops him out of exhustian to the ground. Suddenly, out of nowhere, we hear a roar as a very fresh Chris Canuck emerges from the parking lot and rushes Chris Storm. He is carrying a huge metal pipe and smacks Storm hard in the head. Chris goes down and Canuck rolls Sohn on top of him. The ref counts.)
1...2...3!!!
(The ref hands the World belt to Sohn who lies hurt on top of Chris. EMTs come rushing down the hill to help Sohn get up and immediately stop the bleeding on his head. Sohn raises the belt in the air and staggers off towards his car with the help of medical personal. Chris is still dazed and is being looked at by EMTs. The ref comes over and informs him what happened. He shakes his head.)
Chris: Chris Canuck... That son of a bitch!!!
(The ref just shakes his head as the PPV comes to an end...)