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**As the crowd cheers the display of athletic prowess, RONNIE LASSITER’s voice breaks over the PA.**

RONNIE LASSITER: “I told you.”

***Lassiter walks out with a mic, accompanied by a smirking BARTHOLOMEW “THE BRAWLER” BECKETT, to the top of the ramp. Both are dressed in their ring gear.

RL: “I told you, Gold. Your time is over. Maybe not as a competitor; you may still have some good matches in you, yet, but your days as a champion are through. If you still don’t believe me, ask Starr, there … or all these people. As a champion, you are THROUGH!”

***The crowd “boo” the grim Lassiter and the evilly smiling Angle as they walk back to the locker rooms, leaving KEVIN STARR looking after them with a title chance shining in his eyes … and TIGER GOLD on a knee, contemplating …