AHMED JOHNSON
Ahmed Johnson walks into Ted DiBiase's office. He has his WCW World's Belt in one hand and his contract in the other.
DiBiase: Ahmed, sit down, sit down. About your petition out of the WCW, that's fine. You know the legalities out of your contract. When we signed you, we didn't forsee your staying very long...BUT...we didn't see you winning the World's Title either. It was an awkward thing to see you win it. Don't get me wrong but the second we saw it, we knew there would be problems down the road.
Ahmed: Ted, could you kind of condense this big guy? I'm not to familiar with big words and long speeches don't settle with me to easily.
DiBiase: What I'm telling you is that we can't force you to give up the Title thanks to WCW Rules but we can make you defend it as much as we like as long as each defense is KNOWN three days ahead of time. Well, I'll make you this proposition. If you can defeat THREE of the WCW's top wrestlers IN ONE NIGHT, I'll allow you to KEEP the title and leave the WCW as the Harlem Heat did.
Ahmed: THAT'S A DEAL BRO! Who will they be?!
DiBiase: Well, as you probably are aware of, we'd like to keep our World's Title status. It was a pain in the butt to see the Harlem Heat go. We're going to make it hard...REAL HARD! You're going to have to face United States Champion Dean Malenko, number one defender Johnny B. Badd, and number two contender, well...
Ahmed: QUIT STALLING! Tell me who I've got to face!
DiBiase: FAAROOQ ASSAD! That's who you'll have to face! All of them in ONE NIGHT! You win all three...YOU KEEP THE TITLE AND ARE ALLOWED TO LEAVE!
Ahmed sits there for a second, thinking contently.
Ahmed: (In a low but stern voice) Ted, I'll do it.
Ahmed picks up the contract and the belt and walks out of the office, slaming the door behind him. Ted DiBiase grins at the closed door... then tilts his head back and laughs. He turns to the camera.
DiBiase: Now... over in the WWF, there seems to be a little bit of a contractural situation... involving Corey Major. Mr. Major... you want advice? Then Ted DiBiase will GIVE you advice. And my advice to you... LITTLE MAN... is to STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER!!! And listening to advice like that will keep you healthy no matter WHAT CONTRACT YOU SIGN!!! You've been warned Major! HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!
BADD BOY DERRICK STARDOM PRE-MATCH COMMENTS
Stardom is backstage, dressed to wrestle. Dok Hendriks hands the microphone to him... then steps back.
Stardom: Taylor Tech... that's one down! Corporate Machine last week... I made you FAMOUS! You've now joined an ELITE group to have been put out by the StarFall. And you had it coming! Giant, you're next on the AGENDA! You won't be seven feet tall when you're lying on your back, looking up at the sky... and seeing stars.... and that star is.... ME! Austin and Pillman can flap their gums, saying that they'll do what they SAY they'll do... but BBDS is the one who gets it done. Giant... I say that tonight, I'm going to pick you up... slam you down... and StarFall you through the canvas. And I won't STOP StarFalling you until they pry me off of you. Scott Hall.... get well soon, you tooth-pick gnawing greaseball. You WERE the BAD GUY... but I am eternally... the BADD BOY! Taylor Tech is nearing BANKRUPTCY... thanks to the GREATEST Intercontinental champion of ALL TIME.... the straw that stirs the drink... the hottest piece of real estate in the galaxy... the BADD BOY DERRICK STARDOM! CLICK... BANG!!!
Stardom gestures with his hand... and the lights click off, leaving only Stardom's voice behind.
Stardom: The pleasure... is all YOURS!
GIANT PRE-MATCH COMMENTS
The Giant storms past the interview area....
