"To show he means business, I have been asked by.." Punk is slapped hard on camera, from what it picks up through its cracked lens.

"You've been demanded, bitch." Indiana Jack has entered the scene.

"I've been demanded to hand over my rematch clause to the one I've been calling the fat Japanese crybaby. If Paul Heyman has any disputes about this, please refer to Jack. Thank you." Punk trembles, having been beaten repeatedly in the sewer. He's kicked again and goes unconscious.

"Paul. Satoshi. Have a nice day. Oh, and good luck against the champ, Satoshi. You're welcome for the opportunity, you chink. Just...Here's a new stipulation. Punk wanted you gone if you lose your match? No. I want to face you if you lose. So I can kick your ass straight out of america. You don't belong here."

Indiana Jack punches the camera and the scene goes dark.