[We open to see Brian O'Haire standing in front of a wall. It has various pieces of clown paraphernalia on it, ranging from smudges of facepaint, to pictures of big tops, confetti, and generic circus imagery. In the middle of it all is the red nose that was placed on Brian when he and Zeebo had their recent meeting. Brian punches the wall and the nose falls to the ground. He picks it up, looks at it and crushes it. It springs back to life when he releases his hand. He throws it across the room and slams his fists down on a desk. On the desk we see a newspaper. It is ripped to shreds and is dated almost one year ago. The headline reads "The Demise of Box Office Star O'Haire". Brian looks down at it before turning back to the wall and beginning to punch an image of Zeebo. Brian's agent Finlay Vepari walks in and touches Brian on the shoulder.]

Finlay : Brian...Look, it's not worth being wound up about. I... I know the timing isn't great, but, this.... Zeebo thing, He's just trying to get a rise out of you and make a name for himself. Hell, he's not even wrestled yet, and he's picking you, the shining beacon of XWF. The box office smash to try and make his mark. He's insignificant.... Why have you got yourself so caught up?

Brian O'Haire: Why? Why Finlay... I'm not wound up at all. Hell, I couldn't be happier that buffoon has chosen me to be his first target.

Finlay : I'm not sure you know what you've got yourself in for....

Brian O'haire: Finlay, I hired you because you seemed like an intelligent man. Of course I know what I've got myself in for. Who the hell cares that we've not seen him in action. Who the hell cares that he does his work behind a curtain of confetti and mystique. Finlay, you think I've not got this worked out.... I know why he's picked me. It's obvious. I'm the box office smash. But, because I've not been here much since lethal lottery, he thinks I'm an easy target. He thinks I'm a walkover. Well, he couldn't be further from the truth.

Finlay : Are you sure Brian.... he looks.... a bit deranged. And you've not really been in the same headspace recently...After all it's nearly a year since...

Brian O'Haire Think carefully about what you say here..... A year since.... What?

Finlay : Never mind... look.. Forget I said it..... So what, ummm, Are you going to do?

Brian O'Haire Finlay, on Saturday this ends. Zeebo. Me and you, face to face. Lets clear the air and lets work out the truth of what the hell is going on here. Lets stop the demented games. Lets stop the red noses. Lets stop the confetti. Don't show up on a screen this time. Meet me face to face and we'll work out why me, or we'll let you make a name for yourself.... You seem to love your little limericks so much, so here's one to keep you going. Zeebo is a little prick, Who doesn't know what he's doing, Brian O'haire will go to town on him, and break his fucking teeth.

Finlay : Ummm.... That didn't rhyme.

Brian O'Haire I'm not down. So Zeebo you little dick, your antics make me sick. Come meet me at Savage. When we finally meet, I'll smash your face so much you'll look like a facepainted cabbage.

Finlay : Brian...That.... was pathetic.

Brian O'Haire Listen Finlay, I've got that bozo's number. I KNOW why he's targeting me, and I know what I need to do to deal with him. I just need you to understand, that, it's not a step into the unknown, rather, it's a step into the progression.

Finlay : But... I just think you need to think about the timing.... It's nearly a year since...

Brian O'Haire Since what....

[Brian gets in the face of Finlay]

[b] Finlay : You know what I mean....

Brian O'Haire SINCE WHAT?

Finlay : Let’s just leave it, eh?.

[Brian grabs Finlay by the collar]

Brian O'Haire Just fuck off, Finlay.

[Brian throws Finlay down, and walks over to the wall and punches it again. He then gazed down at the newspaper from earlier.]