The long-awaited reply from "the competition."

[Stylin' Kyle Roberts [REBEL]]

Kyle Roberts, Bruce Richards and Coach Gordon Jago are sitting around a table, playing cards. On the table (as part of the pot) are the Gastown Tag Team Championship belts.

Kyle Roberts: I'll raise you ten. (The Coach swats Roberts on the arm.) What? (Coach Jago whispers into Roberts's ear.) Really? You sure that was directed at us? I coulda swore all I hear was the buzzing of some annoying insect.

(Roberts turns to face the camera.) Sorry about that, guys, I was too focused on this game of poker here. If I'm not being attentive, these guys'll try to force me out of my hard earned winnings.

So, the Calgary Connection's our opponents for the Tag Team gold on this, the inaugural night of New Alberta Pro's Monday Night Fights. Well, we heard your many attempts at getting our attention. Guess what? Now you got it.

Bruce Richards: Hey, we playin' poker, or are you gonna keep doing your interview for Entertainment Tonight?

Kyle Roberts: Patience, Bruce. I'll get back to my hand once I get this off my chest. So, where were we?

Ah, right. You see, Mr. Fixer, Mr. Hatchet... (pauses in midthought) That sounds kinda formal. You guys mind if I call you by your first names? Makes it a lot more neighbourly. Cool beans. I'll start over.

You see, The, The; you've been looking for some competition, and I'm afraid you're gonna have to keep looking. Oh, we'll fight you, but I'm afraid we're not exactly, um, the competition you sought out. We're a few leagues above you guys.

You see these belts on the table? These are the Gastown Tag Team Championship belts, and it's not by luck that we've held on to these babies for a year and a half straight. No, it's because the New and Improved D-X is head and shoulders above the rest of the tag teams in this province. In some cases, literally. Have you ever seen the Funky Bunch in real life? Phoenix is a midget, and Marky has less meat on his bones than the steak special at Uncle Albert's Pancake House!

I recall one of you two saying that Bruce and I are lacking that certain something. You know, you guys were right. We ARE missing something: another tag team championship around our waists. And that's something we aim to collect by the end of the night.

So Fixer, you better get those Moe Green Specials out of your system before our match. When you drink, you tend to lose your focus, your peripheral vision. And that's one thing you'll want when you've got Stylin' Kyle Roberts on one side and Bruce "The Beast" Richards on the other.

When you get Down and Dirty with the New and Improved D-X, the last thing you'll remember is looking up at the halogens while the ref counts "One, two, three."

After that? Well, you think you'll be seeing double with the Gastown belts on our right shoulders, and the NAPW belts on our left. And that's not the alcohol talking, Spanky! That's the two of us taking what we rightfully deserve!

(Roberts goes back to the table, and starts arguing with the Coach about Jago trying to sneak a peek at Roberts's cards. Bruce Richards faces the camera, but doesn't bother to leave his seat.)

Bruce Richards: Now you've done it. Kyle's so pumped up about taking you guys down, I'll be lucky to break even. But that's okay.

See, he's the kind of guy who'll talk for hours at a time, but in the end, it's me who makes sure things get done. So while he's feeling you guys out, I'll be lookin' for any sign of weakness. And when I find it...let's just say you won't be having any of those tasty sandwiches where you're going. All that talk about "bringing the mustard" - I don't think you boys can cut it, let alone bring it.

So when we face you in the ring, make sure you've taken care of that tab of yours. Because we'll be taking our cheque out of your hide - with interest.

(Richards turns back to the poker game. Camera fades to black.)