The screen opens up to "Too Cool" Chris Hopper standing in front a green CGI screen. It isn't functioning right now because we see the bright green color of it in the background. Chris, wearing his typical Armani suit and tie, smiles as he begins to speak.
Hopper: No frills. My grandma used to call it living without "airs"
Hopper: Whatever that meant. I just took it to mean that you didn't do anything extra to seem better than you are. It's a quality I grew up with in my small town upbringing and something I still strive to do in my life.
He grins a little.
Hopper: I think that is why I'm impressed by you Quinlan.
He looks around and then holds his arms out as he continues.
Hopper: That is why I'm standing here in front of this screen. Normally I might put together something interesting to aid whatever I wanted to say, but.....well I think you deserve better.
He puts his arms down.
Hopper: You have come out and said all you needed to say and then backed it up in the ring. Nothing overly dramatic. No wild claims or fierce threats. It's wrestling at its purest with you.
He nods appreciatively before continuing.
Hopper: And I'll admit it's damn nice to see it these days.
Chris begins to move around as he speaks, the camera following him as he goes.
Hopper: So often we put the show over the actual sport of it all. It is a true danger in this business, to be sure. I respect that you have tried to avoid such a trap while still being loyal to the people who come to see you perform. That is one of the things I try to do.
He reaches to touch one of the unused cameras in the area and seems to be in a daze as he continues talking.
Hopper: I try....sometimes I find myself getting easily irritated for any one of a million reasons and just have to open my trap.
He raises an eyebrow toward the camera.
Hopper: At my core, I'm not attempting to bury anyone when I get that way.....though it sounds vastly different from everyone else's point of view I would imagine.
He looks back at the camera he is fidgeting with.
Hopper: So this is a challenge to myself when I see someone as strong as you in the ring, maintaining the right tone outside of it as well.
He pulls his hands away from the camera and looks over again.
Hopper: Sure that means we may not know a ton about your history, your background, or what makes you "tick..."
He raises a finger to illustrate he is making a point.
Hopper: But we do know that you have precise motivations and plans; and you will do your damndest to see them realized in UTA.
He begins slowly walking around the stage area again as he speaks.
Hopper: And I can respect that Quinlan, I really can. You are nothing like that piece of trash, Kendrix.
He stops in his tracks as he says the name of the Dynasty member.
Hopper: Kendrix, you have embarrassed yourself this past week. You whined about what I did at Wrestleshow, but yet neglected to think about what YOU did to me first. You have then stepped out and attacked me numerous times....
Chris is seething right now.
Hopper: I haven't enjoyed a single moment since the second you came out and used that chair to allow CBR to advance. Was it wrong for me to screw over the match with you and CBR?
With a serious face during a pause, he finally answers.
Hopper: Yeah.....it probably wasn't the right thing to do.
The serious look on his face sees his mouth slowly curl into a grin.
Hopper: But it sure as hell made me feel better.
He chuckles a couple of times before continuing.
Hopper: I did it because you deserved it....this is true. Yet I actually had a much more important reason....
The grin disappears.
Hopper: I wanted to make sure you didn't get to face anyone but me at International Affair. That's right, I did it for selfish reasons. I did it because I wanted to ensure that you couldn't run, sneak attack, or whatever else you might do to avoid actually having to pay the debt for what you have done.
His eyes squint as he continues.
Hopper: And at International Affair, you WILL pay for it all....
He is almost growling as he speaks. That is how thick his anger is right now.
Hopper: The attacks costing me matches.... the attacks in public places....
He pauses, his face almost shaking with rage.
Hopper: Even the fact you rushed at me and threw down in an airplane!
He takes a deep breath to calm himself.
Hopper: Yes you have left plenty of marks and gave me multiple beatings. It probably makes you feel good about yourself too. But remember one important point about it all....
His eyes squint again.
Hopper: You did it without facing me head on. You attacked from behind or while I was distracted and never when I was ready to defend. You're a coward and I'm going to tear you to shreds if it is the last thing I ever do. Cowards do not deserve respect nor honor...
He pauses for another breath and then speaks again.
Hopper: You should take some pointers from the man who will HONORABLY step into the squared circle against me at Wrestleshow....Quinlan. Learn how to be a man in the face of battle and not one of the cowards who wear the Dynasty name on their backs.
He pauses, breaths again, and then smiles to the camera.
Hopper: I'm looking forward to the test that comes from another true competitor in Quinlan. I look forward to seeing you in the ring and may the best man win.
He nods in appreciation.
Hopper: Good luck my friend.
He walks away as the screen fades to black.