WWF Superstars, Mar. 22, 1997WWF Superstars, Mar. 22, 1997BADD BOY DERRICK STARDOM
(The Badd Boy Derrick Stardom is back in the locker room. He's sitting back against the dressing room wall wearing a towel and his gold-star earring... and is looking pretty ticked off.)
Stardom: Gilbert... Publican... Empire... I guess you think you were something special on Monday Night Raw. It took four of you outside, and 436 pounds INSIDE to keep BBDS from walking into round two... and all the way to WrestleMania to take back what is rightfully mine. The I/C title belongs to the greatest Intercontinental Champion of ALL TIME! And that's ME!
(Stardom stands up, getting more animated.)
Stardom: Just as always before, the Badd Boy Derrick Stardom stands alone in this federation. I've battled the Corporation and the Horsemen by myself, before... didn't come out lookin' too good... but I did it! And now Empire... you're next! The ONLY reason there are stables, is because there's a whole lot of shakin' in their boots-BUMS in the WWF that KNOW that they can't get the job done on their own. Replay Raw... I had 'em ALL down on the mat on the outside, and JoBo on the mat for the three count in the ring! Blizzard, you want to talk about injustice? I got your injustices right here....
(Stardom runs his hands through his wet hair.)
Stardom: Blizzard, you don't make any sense! You say that you got short-changed because you lost in the first round to somebody who you believe is the BEST wrestler in the WWF. But yet you think that YOU should have the title and not HIM? There's LOGIC for you! Got frost on the brain, Blades? You got CREAMED in the first round. It took FIVE guys to hold me back, and I STILL had the match won! So Blizzard, hike home to the north pole and tell Santa you want the I/C belt for Christmas because you've been a good boy. Because the one thing you'll NEVER BE... is the BADD BOY!
(Stardom begins to get changed into his clothes.)
Stardom: Gilbert, we've crossed paths before... when you were the Horsemen's leader. You say you kept me out of the running for the belt... because I EMBARASSED the Empire at the Countdown by not joining them? I haven't BEGUN to embarass yet. Must've been pretty humiliating on Raw having one man sprint around the ring and kick all your boy's carcasses, huh? Chains, briefcases, fire tabs... bring it all on, because I am the Badd Boy Derrick Stardom, I am the HOTTEST piece of real estate in the GALAXY... I am the straw the STIRS the drink... and the WWF is quickly becoming yet another house... that DERRICK BUILT! The line at the First Bank of Derrick Stardom is getting longer, because the whole Empire is going to want to step up and try to cash in. But when BBDS is the teller, you'll all come up like Publican-checks and bounce out of there on your rear ends! LIGHTS...
Derrick's locker room door opens a bit.
Heart Attack: KNOCK! KNOCK! Heh!
Derrick: Well... keep on comin' in!
Heart Attack: I got you something ELSE!
Derrick: What? WHAT!? Can't you see I'm conducting an interview here?
Heart Attack: You don't WANT it?
Derrick: Well... I didn't say that. C'mon in.
Heart Attack: Um... I noticed that your ride to the arena... and your dressing room.. has suffered without Sabrina. So...
Derrick: Yeah...
Heart Attack: Well, if you show up at WrestleMania, I got you a limousine ride... and a better dressing room!
Derrick: You KNOW BBDS is going to be at WrestleMania IV! The EMPIRE is going to be there. Emperor Eddie Gilbert is going to be there. AND BBDS is going to be there, kickin' carcass... and givin' the white glove treatment...TOP... to BOTTOM!
Heart Attack: Well, with this gift, at least you can give the White Glove treatment... and look as good doin' it as you did before!
Derrick: OH-so FLY, in the doin'-so! Well... thank YOU, very MUCH!
Heart Attack: You're welcome. VERY much!
Derrick: (looks to the camera) LIGHTS OUT!