PKA: Oh hey, you're back I see. So soon, too? Why? Didn't you get enough of me last night at the club? Or what..now you want to know how I'm doin' huh? Wanna get a glimbse of how PKA is feeling after getting his ass kicked..supposedly, and give Rammer something to laugh at? Well that's not going to happen, because I'm gonna let you in on a secret Rammer! Rammer I know you're watchin' boy, so sit still, get your hand out of your crotch, stop pickin' ya nose and quit playin' with your friend and check this out.

PKA grabs his glass and walks out of the hotel as he motions for the cameras to follow him. He walks down the hall and enters an empty elivator and presses the button to go to the main floor.

PKA: Well, Rammer, you may think that what happened last night was just some sort of an act to make me look tough. You may think I planned that all out, and that I wanted everything to go down as it did. Obviously Kris didn't like it, but ya know who did? Ding ding you guessed it! ME! I loved it, every bit of it. Sure I did get my ass beat, but I got a few shots in. I wasn't trying one bit as much as I do when I wrestle..because when I wrestle I am legally capable of beating someone to a bloody mess but in a bar, if I do that I could get arrested and locked up. So I'm not bouts to be some idiot and do something as stupid as that. I did, however, prove my point, and that point being that I can take pain, that I can survive pain, and that no matter what I get tossed in my way..or...tossed into as it was, I keep going.

PKA walks out of the open door and into the dining area in the hotel. He fills his glass up with ice and then water. He takes a drink and sits down on one of the chairs.

PKA: I'm still here now, good, well, feelin' great! Sure I got this nick up on my face, but it'll go away. Hey maybe we can get matching cuts on our faces? Wouldn't that be fun? Sure, I'll take some barb wire and shave your face with it, that'd be cool huh Rammer? That's pain, and you love pain, correct? Or is it just an act to try and look better than me? I don't know, its all to confusing. One second you're talking about how we both love pain and this is going to be a great match. The next second you are talkin' of how you want to be my tag partner because I am so great just like you..then finally you mention of how you will beat me up so bad that I won't know what hit me..not in those words EXACTLY, but basically that's what went down. Make your mind up Ramstein, ha..can I call you Ramstein? Not like I care, so Ramstein you either admit I rule, I am the best, and so on. Afterall I am the only one in nWo who is truly Amazing, Athletic, and Absolutely Astonishing! Or..you can decide to be my tag partner and quit talkin' your shit to me, maybe I won't get too pissed off. Finally, pick number three if you like, which would be you, not givin' a shit about me and going extreme all over my International Ass. Its up to you, the choice..is yours. Whatever you choose I know my goals and your fate for Malice...you will find out just who in the hell I am and what I have become. I will take you to levels you ain't never been if nWo let's me. You had better hope they hold me back and don't let me go too crazy on your ass because if they don't I will tear you apart! You can say you only have to use your hands but I promise you weapons will make a more everlasting effect..and if you don't believe me, I'll show you!

PKA stands up with his glass of water and takes another drink. He walks into the elivator again and hits the keys.

PKA: Me and you as a team? Possibly, you'll have to see at Malice what my decision is. But while that is unsure, the only thing left that is for sure is me, grabbing you by the head, and dropping you down to rattle, rock, and break your world apart! Rammer you shall find out just why I am the International Champion and why The Prince of Pain is ALL THAT!

PKA exits the elivator as the camera stays put. PKA makes a right turn and the doors close and the scene fades to black.