Andrew is seen walking out of the Rikers Island county jail yard in a white collared, shirt and white mud stained, dressed pants with a mud stained white jacket slung over his shoulder. His head is down and he's walking slowly, not paying attention to what's around him or where he's going. As he exits the yard he looks up to the sky and takes a deep breath in.

"Bloody hell it feels good to finally be out of that skip."

He continues walking, still looking up at the sky, admiring the sun. As he walks off the property he steps into the street without noticing and nearly gets hit by a passing car, that swerves just in time to avoid him, honking and releasing Andrew from his trance. He stops and quickly steps back onto the sidewalk, waving at the car as it continues on.

"Gor blimey, does no one in this country know how to drive?"

He stands at the corner for a few seconds until there's a lull in the traffic and crosses the street. He continues walking down the street, humming and whistling to himself happily. A male voice comes from behind him.

"Sir, SIR!"

He continues on whistling, either not noticing or not caring about the voice.

"SIR!"

Steve Sayors comes running up beside Andrew with a microphone, and a cameraman close behind.

"Sir, are you Andrew Aldway?"

Andrew looks over at him.

"Maybe, who in the hell are you? The bloody deportation police?"

" No sir, I'm Steve Sayors, from the X-treme Wrestling Federation."

"Oh, your one of the monkeys for the XWF are you? Well I am the Andrew you have been searching for, so what is it you want twit?"

Steve screws up his face at the word twit, but he doesn't comment, just points at the cameraman, who presses a button, presumably starting to record the two men as Steve begins talking into the microphone.

"Hello XWF fans worldwide, I am here in the streets of New York, where I have caught up with one of XWF's newest signings, the Brit, Andrew Aldway. Now Mr. Aldway, we were wondering if you had any comments about your debut match Wednesday night against your three opponents? Or about the recent assault allegations which you spent several days in a county prison for?"

He holds the microphone up to Andrew's face so he can respond.

"Well first off, it's an ongoing investigation and I'm out on bail and a promise to appear, so I will not be commenting on my porridge, just so a prat like yourself can go bugger off to the rozzers, adding more fuel to the fire."

He looks behind him as if paranoid the police were right behind him listening to every word, waiting for him to slip up, as Steve continues holding the microphone in front of him.

"But I do have a few words of wisdom for my opponents Wednesday night."

He pauses for a moment and licks his lips fiendishly.

"Seeing as how I have been incarcerated for the last four days, I have only been in contact with with XWF management once, to explain the situation with the rozzers, and during our conversation received the name of the poor wankers who are to get in the ring and have a go with me. Now naturally I haven't had much time to scout them, with everything being sixes and sevens since I got here, but even before I do I have something very beastly to make them aware of."

Andrew rips the microphone from Steve's grasp and looks intensely into the camera, causing the cameraman to take a step back instinctively.

"I am not a nice person, I'm sure my gentlemen like demeanor may show differently, but when you step in that ring with me Wednesday night I'm not coming for crumpets and tea, don't expect niceties, expect to be stretched in ways you've never been stretched before, expect to be carried off on a stretcher, expect to wake up in a New York hospital bed with pain in places you never imagined could even hurt."

He takes the microphone and shoves it into Steve's chest, keeping his eyes fixed on the camera, he smiles.

"Enjoy your last few days of walking, wankers."

He looks toward Steve.

"This bloody interview is finished twit."

He turns around and continues walking down the street whistling to himself. Steve looks at the camera and shrugs, and the camera turns to black.