What do you have to prove to Jonny that you deserve his respect? What is it that you need to show to him that you've got to make him accept you as... family?

C'mon, Conor. I'm not a fucking idiot, I don't ride the fucking short bus and read with two inch thick glasses. I can see through your little play, your attempt to be bad ass, just so that Jonny doesn't get his Johnson anywhere near you.

Listen to yourself, man. You're a fucking tool, Jonny Johnson's pawn in his attempt to get the TTW World Championship back around his waist. You're making all these references to Jonny that my minds starting to confuse just which match you're concentrating on. Your own, or Jonny's.

By the way, have I mentioned Jonny Johnson yet?

Stein sighs, looking at the camera.

Seriously, Conor. Step back, look at the shit hole you're living in, and compare it to what you had with Declan, a guy who actually CARED about you as a fucking person, not as a body. See, people like myself and Declan, we appreciate the person for who they are, we can see the person's true character.

Jonny? Chivalric? Mike Dexter? Yeah, they're FUBAR, Conor. But you... you've still got hope. You've still got a chance.

Call it being a hero, Conor. Call it me being me. Call it what you will, Conor, but it's still what's got to be done.

I have to step into that ring with you, and cut you down. I have to do it. I have to make you look like a complete fucking tool, that way Jonny will turn around and kick the ever-loving shit out of you. Because that's the only way you're going to fucking realize what a douche bag you're being for no fucking reason.

FUCK! Do I say fuck enough? Am I hardcore enough for you? Am I... EXTREME?!

No. I'm not, Conor. I'm not a hardcore wrestler, I don't sit in the locker room, bashing my skull in with a locker. I don't drag my nails across a chalkboard just to relish in the sweet sounds it makes.

I'm Dan fucking Stein, Conor. I don't go out to impress anyone, I go out to be myself, because what I am, what I truly am... impresses people. Being who you are impresses people.

You're sucking on Jonny's dick like it's your mommy's fucking nipple.

I, on the other hand, don't have to impress anyone.

I do this shit for fun.

I do this shit for the fans.

And I'm going to kick your ass...

For you.

Because I'm a hero... that's what hero's do. They save people.

And nothing will stop me from doing just that.

Sorry, Conor... don't waist my fucking time.

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