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DIESEL
The screen fades in to show the inside of the Sensei's training studio. The view pans from left to right, showing Jade in one corner doing various kicks, then travels across Sensei sparring with someone, and finally stops on Diesel, working out with weights. It moves closer and goes around to the side, showing a brief glimpse of Sensei in the
background. BDC racks the bar, and looks at the camera.
Diesel: Well, the big day is almost here. Wrestlemania IV. There's been alot of trash talking, and even more hype, if that's possible. People have gone to the edge just to get on the card, and alliances have been made and broken on the basis of one night's possible outcome. There's grudge matches everywhere, and people looking for revenge and respect. Stables are declaring all-out war on each other. And the past has a nasty tendency to hit you just when you're least expecting it.
Suddenly someone off camera hits Big Daddy Cool with a wooden chair across the back! The chair shatters, and Diesel stands there for a moment, then crosses his arms and puts his hand over his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He looks to the side, and the camera pans slightly, to show someone in sweats looking at the remnants of the chair
in his hands. It's Jackie Chan, world-famous martial arts actor who never uses a stuntman.
Diesel: Jackie, that's the third chair you've broken over my back this afternoon. Aren't you getting tired of that?
Jackie: Well, Sensei's the one who put me up to it this time.. besides.. I've never seen someone take a hit by a real chair as if it were a prop, and I've been in alot of furniture fights.
Diesel: I know that, but I'm trying to be serious here. I've got a big match coming up this weekend.. probably the biggest one of my career to this point. Go and beat on Sensei for a while, ok? He's the one who invited you. I like you and all, but it's hard to concentrate when every few minutes one or the other of you two is using my weight equipment to show off how well you can imitate chimpanzees.
Jackie: Ok, big guy.. just trying to get you to loosen up.. c'mon.. what are you so worried about anyway.. this guy can't be as big as you..
Diesel: He's BIGGER..
Jackie: BIGGER?!?
Diesel just nods and holds his hand up a few inches above his head.
Jackie: Uhh.. you sure you don't want a stuntman in there?
Diesel: No, I'll take him down myself.
Jackie nods and grabs another chair.
Jackie: (walking off camera) C'mere, Sensei.. let's see if you've learned anything from Diesel.
The camera moves back to Diesel.
Diesel: All kidding aside, there's some major matches going on.. careers on the line, every belt the WWF has to offer, and for those who aren't going for some gold, there's respect to be earned. But there's only one thing I'm interested in.. only one thing I'm thinking about. The Giant. And don't think for a second that I'm forgetting the rest of the Empire, because I'm not. Anytime that bunch of degenerates is around, you'd best watch your wallet. Of course, they're getting thier kicks by calling me a coward, and trying to say Michaels was a coward. Well, they can say what they like, because I'm not worried about them.. if they have the bad sense to stick their nose into it, there's plenty of people willing to break it off for me. The fact remains, I'm stepping in the ring with the biggest, baddest weapon they've got at their disposal.. and they're still worried they're gonna lose.
Diesel: Giant, you may be big, and you may be mean, but that doesn't mean anything to me. You're going down.
BDC turns and goes back to the weights, but then stops and walks off the screen, and you hear several new voices, one which is somewhat familiar, and says "You made the offer, so I'm here". A moment later there's the sound of breaking wood and a yelp, and Jade comes running past the camera, holding her hands up in a "Now what?" gesture as the screen fades to black.