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Daytona Beach, 1996
RANDY SAVAGE
(To Bischoff) The Bash at the Beach is come
Eric Bischoff
Ay, Randy; but not gone.
DUSTY RHODES
Hail, Macho Man! read thith promo.
TED DiBIASE
The Giant doth desire you to o’erread,
At your best leisure, this his humble promo.
DUSTY RHODES
O Randeh, read mine firthst; for mine’s a thuit
Dat touches Randeh nearer: read it, great Thavage.
RANDY SAVAGE
What touches the Macho Man himself shall be last served, OH YEAH!
DUSTY RHODES
Delay not, Randeh; read it inthstantly.
RANDY SAVAGE
What, is the son of a plumber mad?
RIC FLAIR
Common Man, get out of the way. WOOOOOO!
KEVIN NASH
What, urge you your petitions in a street fight?
Come to the Ocean Center.
SAVAGE goes up to the Ocean Center, the rest following
EARLY MESSAGE BOARD POSTER
I wish your enterprise to-day may thrive.
KEVIN NASH
What enterprise, unwashed mark?
EARLY MESSAGE BOARD POSTER
Fare you well.
Advances to SAVAGE.
HULK HOGAN
What said that mark, brother?
KEVIN NASH
He wish’d to-day our enterprise might thrive.
I fear your heel turn is discovered.
HULK HOGAN
Look, how he makes to Savage; watch him.
KEVIN NASH
Scott, be quick, for we fear interference.
Hogan, what shall be done? If this be spoiled,
Savage never shall turn back,
For I will get myself counted out.
HULK HOGAN
Scott, be constant:
The basement dweller speaks not of my heel turn;
For, look, he praises Japanese wrestlers, and Savage doth not change.
KEVIN NASH
The Giant knows his time; for, look you, Hogan.
He draws [NAME REDACTED] out of the way.
Exeunt [NAME REDACTED] and THE GIANT.
TED DiBIASE
Where is Scott Hall? Let him go,
And presently start the match with Savage.
HULK HOGAN
He is in the ring: press near and tag with him.
KEVIN NASH
Scott, you are the first that rears your hand with a low blow.
RANDY SAVAGE
Are we all ready? What is now amiss in WCW
That Macho Man and his tag partners must redress?
THE GIANT
Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Macho Man,
The Giant throws before thy boots
An humble heart,—
Kneeling
RANDY SAVAGE
Listen, I must prevent thee, Giant.
These handshakes and these friendly promos
Might fire the blood of ordinary grapplers,
And turn pre-ordinance and first decree
Into the law of children. Don’t be foolish,
To think that the Macho Man bears such rebel blood
That will be thaw’d from the true quality
With that which melteth jobbers; I mean, sweet words,
Low-crooked court’sies and base babyfacing.
The Taskmaster by decree is best when fighting Hogan:
If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him,
I spurn thee like a Kennel from Hell match out of my way.
Know, Savage doth not wrong, nor without cause
Will he be satisfied, OH YEAH!
THE GIANT
Is there no contender more worthy than myself
To sound more sweetly in great Macho Man’s ear
For a rematch for my beaten partner?
HULK HOGAN
I kiss thy brass ring, but not in flattery, Savage;
Desiring thee that The Taskmaster may
Have an immediate rematch with [NAME REDACTED].
RANDY SAVAGE
What, Hogan!
KEVIN NASH
Pardon, Macho Man; Macho Man, pardon:
As low as to thy boot doth Diesel fall,
To beg a rematch for The Taskmaster.
RANDY SAVAGE
I could be easily booked, if I were as you:
If I could pray to job, jobbing would move me:
But I am constant as the northern five star match,
Of whose true-fix’d and resting quality
There is no fellow on the roster (since Steamboat retired).
The indies are filled with unnumber’d sparks,
They are all fire and every one doth shine,
But there’s but one in all doth hold his place, oh yeah:
So in the world; ‘tis furnish’d well with wrestlers,
And wrestlers are flesh and blood, and botch-prone;
Yet in the number I do know but one
That unassailable holds on his rank,
Unshaked of motion: and that I am he OH YEAH,
Let me a little show it, even in this;
That I was constant Taskmaster should be assailed by [NAME REDACTED]
And constant do remain to keep him so.
KEVIN NASH
O Macho Man,—
RANDY SAVAGE
Go away! wilt thou gorilla press the ring steps?
DUSTY RHODES
Oh Randeh,—
RANDY SAVAGE
Doth not Hogan shirtless kneel?
SCOTT HALL
Speak, hands for me, mang!
SCOTT HALL low blows RANDY SAVAGE, followed by a HULK HOGAN Atomic Leg Drop
RANDY SAVAGE
Et tu, Hogan! Then fall, Macho Man.
Is pinned

The preceding was adapted from a section of William Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, Act III Scene I.