"So, you've followed me here to my home? Alright, well its pretty obvious you want me to talk about my match or something, so let's get down to business. See, last Sunday on Malice I took Rammer to the extreme, but then again, he did the same to me. Rammer thought that he had what it took to win the match but in all reality it was me who was the better man. So next on my Path of Pain is Carter Lambert..well well well, Carter, are you ready to finally face me one on one? I'd hope so, I mean you sure didn't have a problem with making my life a living hell. You hired some punks to do the dirty work for you, but in the end you finally showed yourself. At Target Locked after I brutally beat the living hell out of Ken Hero, you showed up, and gave me a cheapshot. That's not something to be proud of Carter. If you were a real man, you wouldn't have to come up from behind when I'm weak and unaware you're there. If that's the kind of games you want to play..by cheapshotting your way through me, fine, so be it, but I won't let you take me down."

[PKA pauses and takes a look at his match. He turns up the volume and positions the camera to face the screen. PKA unpauses the tape and it starts up as PKA comments.]

"Look at that Carter. Can you handle all of that? I'd definately hope so, but a part of me says you can't. You call yourself a legend, but what have you done to be a legend? Hell, you barely beat Chandra last Sunday..What makes you think you're gonna be able to beat somebody way better so easily? And yeah I bet you're sayin' to yourself that you never said You could easily beat me, but I know you've thought it. That's the reason you attacked me from behind at Target Locked..that's the reason I was your target, all along. You are a cheapshot kinda guy, which would make sense of why you chose me because in your mind I am nothing, a nobody, and someone you could easily take out. Well that's where you would be wrong Carter. Take a look at my match here..did you see the Wrench to Rammer's face? He leaped off top rope and I hit him directly in the nogon with that red wrench. Then, he was busted open completely, red bloody dripping from his skull. That could be you Carter, are you afraid? "

[Ash brings in some milk for PKA in a clear glass. She sets it on the coffee table there in front of the couch. PKA smiles.]

"Thanks babe."

"No problem, the rest will be ready in a few."

[She walks back into the kitchen as PKA takes a drink of the milk. He sets it down and continues.]

"A migraine headache is the worst of your worries out of that move, you could get a concussion, scarred for life, hell, you could die! You don't want any of this Carter..and you are getting yourself into a bad situation that you won't be able to get out of. So Carter, unless you want your face destroyed, your body broken, and your reputation killed off...I'd suggest backing out of this match NOW. See, you may think I can't do all of that to you because this isn't a No DQ Match, but this is where it all changes! This is where you make a life decision Carter...Disqualification match, or No disqualification match? Its a decision that matters, I want No Disqualification, what do you want?"

[Ash brings in his food on a white plate. On the plate, two eggs, two peices of bacon, some hashbrowns and two peices of toast. He smiles and kisses her on the cheek as she goes back in the kitchen to make her food. PKA begins eating as the scene fades to black.]