The scene opens with Lunchbox Larry waving the cameras forward, as if saying “follow me” while holding a finger to his pursed lips. “Shhhhh.” Larry is standing before a closed door, with one title strapped around his waist and another title hung loosely over his shoulder. Ace bandages are wrapped tightly around his ribs, as an ice bag is wrapped around his right knee.
“We have to be quiet,” Larry begins, “I never thought I’d see the day. I mean, sure, I was the one to ask him to do it, but to actually see him in there actually doing it… Mind. Blown!” Larry says this while miming his head exploding.
Once his head recovers, he carefully turns the knob and slowly pushes the door open. It appears to be a classroom, with a large projector in the center of the room. A video is playing against the far wall, and there squeezed into an impossibly small classroom desk with his back to the door, sits “Beautiful” Bobby Dean.
Whispering, Larry slowly walks into the room but stops just inside. “Bobby has been scared to death after he bungled his challenge with Foreign Legion. But he’s been in here day after day, hours on end, studying as much tape of the Foreign Legion as he can get his hands on. I’m really surprised at how much work he’s put into this. I’m starting to hold out hope that he just might pull this off!”
The whole time Larry is talking the camera slowly walks further into the room. Circling to get a shot of Bobby watching tape on the sly, zooming in small increments as they’re just about to focus on the big man’s cherubic face. The cameras finally get their shot of Bobby Dean, staring at the video, with his eyes shut, and a line of drool oozing off his chin to land in a puddle on the table.
Meanwhile, oblivious to the snoozing man, Larry continues heaping praise. “The Foreign Legion may have gotten the upper hand against me at Episode 6, but my guy Bobby here is doing his homework! He’s promised to avenge me, and we all know, Bobby is a man of his word. He’s going to march into Episode 8 *hungry* for revenge!”
Suddenly Bobby jerks, trying to turn around while wiping the drool from his chin. His eyes are wide open, surprised that Larry and a camera crew were even here. He licks his lips as he asks, “Did you say something about food?”
Larry laughs heartily as he walks further into the room. Grabbing the desk next to his mentor as the film just so happens to be replaying the beating he took at Episode 6 after his match with Leon.
A slight frown begins to form, as Bobby points to the screen. “See there, Mushigaroshi and Leon Can’t Wrestle end up getting in each other’s way as they both try to kick you at the same time. Their cohesion isn’t as strong as they lead us to believe, especially when they’re both trying to attack. All I have to do is weather the storm, and who takes a beating better than the BDSM? Then when they step on each other’s toes, arguing over who gets to pin me, I spring my trap! I do my super secret special move…”
“School boy roll up?” Larry asks, whispering.
“Shhhh!” Bobby shushes, looking around the empty room before whispering. “They’ll never see it coming!”
“Bobbo, I’m loving the enthusiasm. I really am! But I’m worried for you buddy.” Larry says, watching Bobby rewind the tape and replaying the beat down once more. “These guys are out for your blood! As much as I believe in you, I sure hope you know what you’re getting yourself into here.”
“I made you promise! I promised to avenge you, my friend.” Bobby swears. “And I always sometimes keep my promises!”
With a smile on his face, Larry makes his way out of the room, leaving Bobby to his tape studies. After looking to see if the coast was clear, pushes the button on the remote and rewinds the film. When the film is queued he hits play and begins to watch the moment the referee hands the tag team titles to him at Slam-A-Thon. Smiling with fondness, he hits rewind once again. Re-watching that single moment again, and again, and again.
“These are MY titles!” Bobby declares. “And NO ONE is going to take them!”