WWF Superstars, July 19, 1997

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STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN

The yellow shirts of the Event Staff attempt to slow Austin down, but he continues through the back, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

Sabrina Savage comes running up, out of breath...

Sabrina: STEVE! STEVE! Calm down! What's wrong!

Austin stops and glares at her for a moment, then he seems to get his composure a bit.

Austin: I got somethin' I want to say to Stardom, is all. And I ain't gonna say it to no damn TV camera or over the phone... it's face to face and that's the BOTTOM LINE!!!

Sabrina: Austin, you've got something to say...and I KNOW how you TALK! I DON'T want a FIGHT!

Austin: Ain't gonna BE a fight!

Derrick Stardom then pushes his way up to Austin, and they go nose to nose. Sabrina tries to seperate them, but the small 5'1 woman cannot.

Stardom: You have something to SAY, Austin... then SAY IT! I'm RIGHT HERE!

Austin: It's about damn time, son. That's right I got something to say. You went and done put me out this past Sunday, and kept me from bein' on Raw when Taylor Tech decided to go Dumb and Dumber on us.

Stardom: BINGO, BALDY! Your point BEING?

Austin: My point being is that for you to do that, you've got to be stupider then Adrien Blades or one of the toughest sons of bitches I've ever laid eyes on.

Stardom: Definitely the LATTER of the two....(tilts his head back cockily) And THE hottest piece of real estate in the GALAXY!

Austin: Which is about as prestigious as a sandbox in the Sahara Desert, son! I could care less if you looked like the elephant man or Chelsea Clinton, the bottom line is, you can get the job done in the ring, and don't need NOBODY, no TIME, NO HOW!

Sabrina looks worried, but is not about to get any closer.

Stardom: Time and time again, that's been proven. Besides how bright your head is in the direct lights of a camera, WHAT are YOU proving, Austin?

Austin: I'm SAYIN' that you don't need nobody... but from this day forward, if they want words with you, they got to go through Stone Cold Steve Austin first. Where you go... you got eyes on the back of your head, son! And THAT'S the bottom line!

Austin storms off, disappearing into the sea of security and staffers. Pillman is heard at the table as Sabrina smiles up at Derrick, who seems a little unsure... suprised....

Pillman: I can' t believe... I mean... HA! I TOLD YOU!! See? What did I tell YOU?

Heart Attack: LUCKY! You're LUCKY, Pillman! You almost ruined that!

Pillman: I KNEW Austin would rather say his piece face to face, that's why I unplugged the microphone!

Heart Attack: Uh-HUH! Suuuuure!

JR: Well, to coin a phrase, the bottom line IS... Austin will watch Stardom's back, whether he WANTS it or not!

Heart Attack: If he NEEDS it or not!

Pillman: Stone Cold is just the NEXT man on the Derrick Stardom bandwagon!

MR.PERFECT

Mr.Perfect sits on a stool. He is wearing a surfing type suit, that is black on the bottom and green on the top. He is mopping his forhead with a towel. Madusa paces behind him. Mr.perfect turns to face Madusa. He smiles in his normal smug manner.

Mr.Perfect: That was some work out! You are one tough manager!

Madusa stops and stares at Mr.Perfect.

Madusa: Look, if you want to get the gold...

Mr.Perfect: I was only kidding. So who are we gunning after now, beautiful?

Madusa: Well, after looking everyone over, I'd say we have two main choices.

Mr.Perfect: And they would be?

Madusa: Sting and the Machine.

Mr.Perfect: Sting?! Sounds great! Bring him on!

Madusa: As your manager, I would have to say you should face that punk Machine first.

Mr.Perfect: That loser? Why?

Madusa: He deserves it. He hits women... from behind no less. Do it as a favor to me. (She smiles)

Mr.Perfect: No problem. So Machine, are you man enough to face Perfection? Think about it... You have a chance to learn something when you face me. Not only will see what real wrestling is all about, but you learn one more lesson. How to lose! (He laughs)

Madusa: I think he already knows how to do that.

Mr.Perfect: True. Anyway, Machine I challenge you to a match. And Sting you are next!