{Scene opens with Rollin' Ryan Dice sitting in the front row of an empty arena with his feet propped up on the guardrail. Ryan takes a drink from his bottle of water and flashes a quick grin at the camera before he begins to speak.}

Ryan: Bravo BG... Bra-fucking-vo! You've done it again! You've rambled on and on about shit that means absolutely nothing... But that's not what bothers me this time... You actually had the nerve to sit there and talk about your desire? You think what you have is desire? Well, maybe it is... But, not the kind of desire that means shit to me... See, you desire all the things that are wrong with this business... All you care about is how many fans you have, how much fucking merchandise you can sell, and how much your contract is worth... You always talk about your past title histories and all that crap that means nothing around here... Who cares if you and SSb won two thousand championships in a few pathetic ass backyard feds where you wrestle on trampolines and hit each other with cookie sheets and all kind of other crap... Now, I can't discount all the title's you've won in ECWL and WXW... You earned them buddy... Good for you...

(Ryan flashes another cocky grin towards the camera and takes a drink from his bottle of water.)

Ryan: Anyway, lets get serious here... Do you actually realize how much of a moron you sounded like in that last promo? I mean, you sat there and acted like I forgot about all those things in the Mutiny... When I made the comment about beating you in a match... You laughed and I didn't... This Sunday, you'll find out why I wasn't fucking laughing Brian... You talk about how I was stuck facing all the damn rookies in ECWL... WOW! I've only been saying that shit for the past six months... Wake up! You think I didn't realize I was stuck in your shadow Brian? I knew exactly what was going on and I kept my mouth shut because I thought we were boys man... Stupid me, huh? I actually thought we were friends... You know what though? We were never friends... You only kept me around because you wanted someone like me on your side... Someone with experience, skill, and knowledge... Whether you want to admit it or not Brain, you knew that I had the potential to actually challenge you for the top spot in ECWL... You and Ghost both knew it... That's why I was recruited into the Mutiny... The Mutiny... The group that was supposed to consist of the most elite wrestlers in the business... The group that could make a wrestler into a superstar... Or, the group that could turn a wrestler with the potential to become the biggest star to ever step foot into a wrestling ring into a mindless jerk-off feeding off of the federation's "Hero's" superstardom...

(Ryan pauses and takes another drink of water.)

Ryan: You act like I just turned into the biggest bitch around... Correction, I just stopped being a bitch... I followed you around like a lost little fucking puppy dog... Wherever you saw the great BG, there was Ryan Dice... But, I didn't care about what the other guys backstage were saying... I didn't care what other people thought Brian... Because as far as I was concerned we were best friends riding the wave of superstardom... We were everywhere man and I was loving every second of it... Everyone was telling me that you were nothing but a spotlight loving asshole that would turn on me at the drop of a hat... I didn't want to believe them though BG... I didn't want to believe that the man I considered to be my best friend would turn on me to keep his hands on the World Title or to keep his name in the headlines... But, I took my head out of your ass for a few minutes and I started to realize the facts about you... The fact that you were willing to slap Angel around and punch me in the face, just because the only thing you cared about was the WXW World Championship... Don't remember what I'm talking about Brian? Then, why don't we take a little flash back?

(Ryan signals to someone standing by the X-tron and suddenly a video starts to play on the screen.)

:::Video:::

(Ryan and Paul Sandler walk over to a door with a sign on it that says "Mutiny Gym." Ryan opens the door and walks in, Ryan sees BG working on a leg press machine. BG doesn't even notice that Ryan and Paul Sandler are in the room... Ryan walks over to the machine.)

Ryan: Hey BG, what's up bro?

(BG finishes his set and stares at Ryan, then laughs)

BG: Nada bro, what about you?

Ryan: What's the deal, I'm hearing that you blew up on Angel and totally snapped?

BG: Me? Blew up? Are you crazy dude, she deserved it man. It's not my fault she tripped...

Ryan: Tripped? Paul here says that you pushed her up against a wall and told her that you never wanted to see her face again...

(Paul just nods his head and ducks behind Ryan.)

BG: Oh really? Is that what Pauly here said? Since when did you start believing a low life announcer over your leader?

Ryan: Listen Bro, I understand that you are the leader of the Mutiny, but I have no reason not to believe Paul... He's always been straight up with me, plus he says he's got it on tape...

BG: Really... Well, the little prick is right this time.

(BG stares behind Ryan and makes eye contact with Paul who clinches onto Ryan's shirt...)

BG: Angel pissed me off. Plain and simple. Dude I'm a legend okay? I have big things to think about Sunday, maybe you should focus on your match with Hurricane and not worry about what I do with my time huh? What you think about that?

(BG stands up from the bench and looks into Ryan's eyes. Ryan looks right back into BG's eyes.)

Ryan: A legend huh? You may be a legend, but that doesn't give you a right to shove Angel around... You of all people should know how the Mutiny operates... The Mutiny is a family and when you shove Angel Baby up against a wall, it's just like shoving my sister up against a wall and that I won't tolerate...

BG: Hmmm that's funny. If you think what I did to Angel is bad, your seriously not going to like this....

(BG turns away and then turns around and punches Ryan knocking him straight back into the wall and they both start throwing wild punches when Paul Sandler comes in and breaks it up and pushes BG back. BG stares into his eyes and looks as though he's going to shove him when Ryan grabs him and backs off... Ryan wipes his hand across his mouth and notices that his lip is busted.)

Ryan: You remember this BG... Just remember this day brother... Hurricane's gotten into your head man... You seriously need to check yourself before you end up just like that sick son of a b*tch...

:::Video ends:::

Ryan: You remember that day don't you Brian? I still remember it like it was yesterday... And I specifically told you to remember that day because I knew that this day would come sooner or later... That day, I realized who the true BG was... Ever notice how I kinda had a change of attitude after that day, or were you too busy worrying about what you would have to do next to stay at the top? Yeah, I may have still been following you around and shit, but in the back of my mind I always remembered that day... I finally started to realize that all the people who were telling me that you were just an egotistical asshole who would do anything to stay on top were right... Then it all hit me when you took your leave from WXW because you lost your precious World Title and you couldn't deal with it... Anyway, you were out of the picture and what do you know, I finally got a chance to shine... I finally got a chance to live up to the fucking hype that has always surrounded me... I beat Genocide's ass and I won the WXW World Title... I was on top of the world man... I had finally done it, I got the World Title and I was on cloud fucking nine... I got home that night and I went over to my answering machine to hear my messages... I got messages from everyone, JC, Psycho, Ghost, Frost, Angel... Shit, half of the fucking roster called me and congratulated me on winning the World Title, but you know what? My best friend in the whole world, BG, never called me to congratulate me... I didn't get one single message from you Brian, no calls, no emails, no letters, no nothing...

(Ryan takes a deep breathe to try to hold back his anger... He takes another sip of his water before he continues.)

Ryan: I didn't think too much of it at the time... Maybe you were busy or something and you didn't know I won the belt... I tried calling you and always got your answering machine... I left messages and got no replies... Oh well, your a busy man... Maybe you were just too busy to call the man that was supposed to be your best friend and congratulate him on winning the World Title... No biggie... Time went by and WXW turned into XWD... The Xtreme Wrestling Dynasty... Surely the great BG would be there for the grand opening, right? Wrong... BG was nowhere to be found... Oh well... He'll show up sooner or later... I mean he's the "Extreme Fucking Legend." One day, I get a phone call and what do you know, it's BG... Brian, you gave me all kind of bullshit excuses about how you lost your phone and you never got my messages... Then, I finally got what I was looking for... "By the way bro, good job winning the World Title... You earned it!"

(Ryan flashes another grin at the camera.)

Ryan: Too little too late... I had already made up my mind that it was time for me to step out from the great BG's shadow and emerge to the top... But, how would I do it? That answer came to me when you told me you wanted to bring the Mutiny back to XWD... After that we kept in contact for the next few weeks and I had to sit there and listen about all the crap about how your contract wasn't big enough and you wanted more money... So, you made up a story about joining some bogus ass fed, just to trick the President into giving you more money... Oh, yeah... The great BG really has the desire to compete, doesn't he... You should have been there by my side from the beginning! That's what friends are for, right? Nah, the great Brian Graves is too busy worrying about how much his downside guarantee is, to worry about his friends... Anyway, back to the story... You finally got the money you wanted and we had everything planned out perfectly... The mutiny's best was back in business, or so you thought... You have no idea how much I hated those two weeks of being back in your shadow man... I had to kiss your ass in every one of my promos and it made me sick to my fucking stomach that the fans were cheering me just because I was kissing your ass... That's why it made it that much sweeter when I nailed your ass with the Loaded Dice in the middle of that ring...

(Ryan takes another drink from his bottle of water)

Ryan: Even though I specifically asked you to stay backstage in my match against Nate Blackstone, I knew that you would come out there... I mean, where there is spotlight to steal, you'll find Brian Graves... I loved every second that you were on the ground Brian... I loved all the boos I got from the crowd and I loved looking down at the great BG and seeing nothing but pain in your eyes... It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside Brian, do you understand that!?!?!? It was the greatest feeling that I've ever had in my fucking live! Seeing the great BG down at my feet thriving in pain and knowing that I was the one who caused that pain! Oh man, it was ten times better than winning any World Championship... Brain, that day was nothing compared to what's going to happen this Sunday at Betrayal... You think this is about winning the XWD World Championship? Hell no, that's just an added bonus... This is all about taking your ass out... I have to prove to the whole fucking world what you and I both know is true... I have to prove that Rollin' Ryan Dice is the best God damn wrestler to ever walk the planet and BG, you were only on top because I allowed you to be!

(Ryan takes another deep breathe to try to hold back his anger.)

Ryan: I know you'll have some long winded, boring, cocky, egotistical reply to this promo and I'm looking forward to it... Because I want to hear all the shit talking that comes from your mouth... I want to hear everyone say Ryan Dice can't do it... I want to hear all the critics telling me I'll never beat you Brian... Because, it's just going to make it that much sweeter when I beat your ass to a pulp this Sunday... That's what makes this so much fun for me Brian, you seriously believe that you're better than me... Man, you may have won a shit load of titles in a bunch of places that don't mean shit and you may be the longest reigning World Champion ever... But, remember this... You never beat Ryan Dice! You never beat me and you never will!

(Ryan finishes off the bottle of water and tosses it a few rows back.)

Ryan: Now, lets move on the Smitty and Genocide shall we? Genocide, the man who I beat to win the WXW World title... The man, who I drove out of WXW... Genocide, Hurricane, Sean Graves, }{urricane... Whatever the hell your schizophrenic ass is being called now... If you happen to make it past Smitty to win the XWD World title, you better be prepared for the shortest title reign in the history of ECWL, WXW, and XWD combined because there is no doubt in my mind that I'm going to beat BG and I'm going to advance to the Championship round... And what would be the fun of making it to the dance and not bringing home the gold? We've faced each other many times before and you are one up on me... But, just remember who had the last laugh... And they always say, he who laughs last, laughs longest... Or some bullshit like that...

(Ryan laughs to himself for a second and flashes yet another cocky grin towards the camera...)

Ryan: Oh wait... I almost forgot... The current XWD World Champion, Hardcore Smitty...

(A huge smile crosses Ryan's face as he begins to shake his head in disgust.)

Ryan: If by some act of God himself, you get past Genocide... I hope you know, that's the end of the line for you... I mean, there is no way that you can beat Genocide and myself in the same night... Just look at the trouble you had with Cliff... I handed that guy his ass and barely even broke a sweat... Anyway, everyone knows that your title reign is a joke and you'll soon realize that you are nothing but a joke yourself... You were just the guy that Armstrong set up to win the belt, so that Genocide would have an easy target when he made his three hundred and ninety-ninth big return... Now, the Schizo Warrior is back and it's time for you to give up the belt... But, rather anyone likes it or not... Rollin' Ryan Dice is going to be the one who walks out of that ring with the XWD Championship around his waist!

{Ryan flashes on more quick grin and the camera before he stands up and starts to walk down the aisle as the scene fades to black.}