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C ALEX, Chris Jericho, TITLE SHOTS, Paul Heyman, WHY!!!?!? - CM Punk - 05-04-2013
"Is the camera on?" Daniels re-enters the van, seeing Punk sitting in the back, legs crossed and eyes closed.
"Yes. Point it at me." Daniels does as he's told, and Punk tells him to look at the ceiling. He sees a note, and so does the camera, that says 'being filmed for XWF.com'
"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been attacked by Randy Orton with a skateboard. Claiming that the time for fun and games is up, and how serious he truly is, but the only thing I've seen from him that's hinting at rage is him throwing his skateboard away like that...and that's
more than anger, folks." Punk takes a deep breath in. He reaches next to him and opens 'The Bible of Punk' and begins to sift through the pages ever so peacefully."Should I turn the camera off?" Daniels begins to cover the lens.
"No, no. Keep it on. This is important. I have a message for the moron who calls me washed up but can barely speak english." Punk giggles. "Ouch, right in the ego, eh Alex?"
"You see, I already am leading this company, Alex. Just more-so behind the scenes than you could ever imagine. I walked in, talked to Paul Heyman and he said he didn't want to put me in that main event spot because people would catch onto that. Because I'm CM Punk, people would be up his ass watching him. Can you believe that? People questioning a god, and a god's follower and manager...fucking disgraceful, right Daniels? You're a god, you should know."
Daniels nods.
"So I've been playing along with it. I whipped Ann Thraxx, TWICE. Don't say I didn't. She got her ass beat and I cleansed her with her own blood and what is she doing now? Same thing she always has been, trying to stay relevant on the mid-card. But now I've got two little Punks in the tag division, trying to make a name for themselves by clutching on to my ideals and being just that, PUNKS. C Alex. C ALEX. Cause He's a fucking PUNK. And what does Paul do? Nothing. So I've got to come back and destroy you because you run your mouth about shit you barely understand."
Punk laughs.
"This isn't about me not being at the top, you don't walk in and get a title shot, JUNIOR. This is about me telling Paul he could rely on me and I'm going to fucking hold that promise and kick your ass and your mouth because there is shit coming out of both ends! Oh, and WWE Fired me?! Really?! That's the cleverest insult you can come up with? I didn't know we were going to pull the employment card. At least I've been in a fucking federation before you irrelevant newcomer who's latching onto another's success. Oh, and you anal raped me with your words? Yeah, it's called twisting your line, dumbass, look it up. But let me tell you what, if you want to use your gay ass, homosexual, prison-rape analogies, go for it. Won't say a word. Promise."
Punk facepalms.
"All you even do is belittle my work and then talk about 'beautiful women'. You don't bring any good points about yourself to the table, so either you know you're a talentless, need to make it or get the fuck out hack, or maybe you just got tired of talking because you knew no one cared enough to listen. Either way, I'm done talking. You're good. You won a fucking match, and I'll respect that. But this monday, at madness, mark my words, if you don't need me, you'll need another god when I'm through with you, cause you won't even be able to get a word out, let alone that shit you call 'english.' "
Punk exits the van and Luke looks at Daniels. Daniels looks back and exits as well, chasing Punk.
"See you at Madness." Punk continues to walk away.
Daniels and Luke drive off into the darkness.