We see Robbie Bourbon approach Scully.

Oh, man, good luck against McBride, I know you're a strong fighting champion and all, but HYEEEEAAAAH!!!

Robbie hollers.

Nah, no roll up. No pin.

Robbie takes a length of chain and wraps it around his fist. He punches Scully with it. He hits him again, and Scully crumples to the ground. Robbie squats near Scully without pinning him.

Warfare. I'll take it then.

Robbie walks away.

KICK OUT!!

Hey can't take any risks here ya know?

Skull sits up and leans against a wall, watching as Fat Bourbon waddles away. Skull then shouts at him.

"Go and have a another sumo bout with Barney Green, ya Wanker!"

Robbie farts in Scully's general direction.

The smell travels up Scully's nostrils as quickly covers his mouth and nose but it's too late, he already endured a whiff. Skull removes his hand and quickly crawls to the other side of the room.

"What have you fuckin' ate, you sick bastard?! I think you need a shit!"