Sold out?
(The scene opens in the Collins Snooker Hall, the place is empty, with the exception of a sombre Danny Collins, who is drinking a small glass of brandy.
Noticing the camera, he turns, and begins to speak.)
Danny Collins: Marcus Slayton, you are without a doubt one of the biggest assholes in human existence. But I will get to you in a minute. Because you see, our match at Main Frame, its not for us, its for Chad Dupree. Now, I never had the honour of meeting him, in or out of the ring, so I may not have as much reference as the next guy, but this man is a legend no doubt, and I cannot sit back and watch as he is honoured, I must honour him with a victory in the tournament, and I must honour him by kicking your ass Slayton.
(Danny takes a sip of his brandy, before walking to the bar and placing the drink down. Danny then turns to the camera and smiles, before speaking once more.)
Danny Collins: So Slayton, I sold out? Really? because I would love to know how. And what's this about me having STEALTH and the front office behind me? I don't know if you've been living under a rock Slayton, but STEALTH and I are not exactly the best of friends anymore. And crappy matches and interveiws? Yeah, ok Slayton, but I hate to be the bearer of bad news when I tell you that I have had some very memorable matches, as well as some very good promos, also, please don't criticise someone for something that you obviously need to perfect. I'm am tired of you Slayton, and I would love to just go to that ring and beat the living day lights out of you, but I won't. I will be going into this match looking to win, and advance in the tournament for Chad Dupree, not myself, and in this case, its not even for the fans, it is solely for Chad. Bottom line Slayton, you stand no chance against me. On Main Frame or any other night.
Oh, and before I go Slayton, I just want to let you know that Danny Collins has never, and will never sell out, as for the fans, hell, my fanbase is so big, it makes the Slayton fanbase look like the Iraq desert, sand, sand, sand, goat, sand. Maybe that's why that call you the Sandman, because you have a tendency to send people to sleep? I don't know.
(Danny finishes off his brandy, and then puts the glass on the bar.)
Danny Collins: At Main Frame, I will advance, not for me, or the fans, but for Chad Dupree, who will live in our hearts and minds forever, and you know this, man.
(Danny turns from the camera and opens the door, before switching the lights off, cascading us, in darkness.)