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05-01-02, 03:25 PM
(FADEIN: GUNS is sitting in his San Antonio ranch.)

GUNS: We could do this one of two ways. I could sit here, and I could pretend that I know who Kin Hiroshi is, and I could talk about what a great match it's going to be. (Pause.) Or I can just tell you the truth and tell you I don't have a damn CLUE who Kin Hiroshi is, and I don't CARE. I couldn't pick him out of a police lineup if you paid me, and it doesn't MATTER. Kin Hiroshi, you may be a good wrestler. You may not know a wristlock from a wristwatch. Doesn't mean a thing to me. All I care about is that you draw a paycheck from this company, and you were stupid enough to put out an open contract. Now, to put it bluntly, your ass belongs to me.

You see, Kin...Joe Wrestling Fan out there...he don't give a damn about you. Kin Hiroshi's debut in the CSWA didn't exactly light the world on fire, son. But people STILL can't get over the fact that I'm back here...and you know why? Because they STILL haven't gotten over the LAST time I was here.

Kin Hiroshi, at On Time, it's not PERSONAL. I take that back. It *IS* personal, but it ain't got nothin' to do with you. You're just in the wrong place at the wrong time. This is between me...and the four letters blazoned on that ring apron. This is between me...and the four letters that are on that paycheck you cash every week. Kin Hiroshi...you're about to SUFFER for a crime you didn't commit, but don't whine to me about it, because I don't care. When it's all said and done, Kin...after I beat you to a bloody pulp and toss your sorry ass into the crowd...I won't even remember your name. Because, Kin Hiroshi, it's not about you. As far as I'm concerned, when it's all over at On Time...you're just another souvenir for some lucky fan... courtesy of Third Row, Inc.