in his bought and paid for shed at the New York Harbor with boats lined all around and the Atlantic Ocean for miles as far as the eye can see.

A place which he has turned into his hideout Mario sits alone a single light above his head and the t.v with a video on

he watches Jack Cain, hears him bark and just snorts when done

"Jack Cain...you talk a tough game"

"but let me ask you...can you walk the walk as well as you can talk the talk"

"you see the difference between you and me is obvious as day is night
I've been doing what I do for 31 years since good ol'1985 when I was in the prime of my life the way I still am now you..you're just some wannabe tough guy wantin to make a name for yourself off me and son, that aint a happenin'

"you say I got nothing to fight for but myself...STRIKE TWO BATTER!!!" he raises two fingers "I fight for the fans that loved me then and those that love me now and even those that hated me then in favor of the blue guy but love me now because he and I are on the same squad together"

"I got not only my brother Luigi I fight for along with Peach and the others I fight for the young man and the old man and everyone in between even your mama and daddy and those who grew up with me

the game has changed the level is tougher but I'm still the same
I am A Red Wearin, Mushroom Eatin, Bricks with my head Bustin, Goomba Stompin, Turtle Shelled Ass Kickin, Cigar Smokin, Brooklyn, New York Representin' Straight Gangsta! Been Breakin' Backs an' Bustin' Heads since '85 Recognize!

and by the time I'm done with you Cain, Outlaw, Ultimate you three stooges are gonna be nothing more than victims for me to put the stomp on in my run to the Castle to raise my flag of victory over you punks as the fireworks go boom and I'm hanging with my babe overlooking all I see as the TRUE king of this ring!

as Mario takes a final puff of his Cigar the light clicks off, the tv off and the scene

fades

to

black.

This Ain't No Game!