CUTTO: (LAST COMBAT) Lars pulls out another roll of money from his pocket and hands it to Pulsar.
VOICE OVER: Gonzago: "It seems Lars Magellan can't find any friends for his Lumberjack Match coming up later on tonight, so he has to go out and buy them."
Kincaid: "When you think about it, that's not a bad idea, considering the fact that you can trust someone you pay rather than a friend, because a friend would turn on you any chance they got."
Pulsar looks at the money for a moment, then throws it back at Lars and walks away, as the fans cheer loudly. Lars and Shamrock glare at him as he walks away.
VOICE OVER: Magellan: "He is really going to regret that.... mark my words!"
CUTTO: (LAST COMBAT) Pulsar and The American fighting in the NWL ring.
VOICE OVER: Jones: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall.......and is for the NWL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP!!!"
CUTTO: (LAST COMBAT) Lars Magellan and Shamrock Finnegan walk down the aisle towards the ring. Both men fighting to the play-by-play calls.
VOICE OVER: Pulsar now signalling for it, looking to go for The Black Hole! The fans are up on their feet as Pulsar hooks American's arm and head, as he.......wait just one damn minute! Shamrock Finnegan gets on the apron and start yelling at Pulsar! Pulsar is distracted by this and lets go of The American. He walks over to Shamrock, who takes a swing at him....but Pulsar knocks him off the apron! Pulsar, turning back his attention to The American....is kicked in the gut by The American, who hooks the arms....TIGER DRIVER! TIGER DRIVER! The American hits the Tiger Driver, as he now grabs hold of the injured leg of Pulsar..... STEPOVER TOE HOLD! The American is really cranking on that leg, as Pulsar is trying to fight it.....
..he's trying to fight it....
..and Pulsar taps out! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!"
Pulsar: Magellan.... Finnegan.... both of you have got your arses in alot of peoples scopes..... Thats twice youve got in my face... thats twice too often....... If either one of you get in my way again, I will f***ing end you!!
FADE IN: PULSAR NOW LOOKING AT A TV DISPLAYING THE NWL LOGO. STARTS TALKING, STILL LOOKING AT THE TV.
PULSAR: I did the right thing.. I gave you both a fair warning... with plenty of time to take note.... but no.. you are too big around here to keep to your own f**king business. Arent you? Not only did you both cause me to let down the fans who are continously supporting me, but you also caused me to lose that which I prized more than anything... my international title.
(PULSAR NOW TURNS TOWARDS THE CAMERA STILL SITTING ON THE STOOL)
PULSAR: Well, your actions have served their purpose... for now. The American knows I wont go away, he knows I wont stop going after him untill I have back what is rightfully mine... but.. first things first, Shamrock Finnegan, you get served up on a platter. Man, that Medina knows how to give a man what he wants, and when he wants it. I couldnt imagine an opponent that I would rather get my hands on. You see, I'm a competitor.. meaning I'm here for the win, the respect, this sports more than causing people pain... but Finnegan, when you and me get put in the same ring, I dont think that I'll be able to control myself, the rule book will not be a factor in this match, nor will it be able to save you. So, ol' Shammy, bring Magellan, bring whatever the f**k you want...(CAMERA ZOOMS IN FOR A CLOSEUP) win, lose or draw.. I will cause you pain and suffering. Thats not a threat... thats a promise, now... cue the excitement!