"You're gonna get a dose of Anderson and Flair - Horsemen Style!"

Ric Flair: "Thank you - thank you. Let me just - let me just recognise a few things. First of all, I never dreamt that this would ever happen again. And I was damn lucky that it happened to me. I beat a great champion. Jeff Jarrett, you don't know it right now, you're a little confused, but you have been the World Champion on multiple occasions - you are a great wrestler, and I got lucky, but I still got the belt. Jarrett, you come from the old school, you don't like to admit it, but you come from the old school. And I'll respect that, and I respect you, but as of right now, Jarrett, you ain't got the title - woooo - the Nature Boy does! And what I gotta do is get my home life put back together. Because I've got a son that's just like you, Jarrett, that's confused - and mind-boggled, he's overwhelmed by the one and only Vince Russo.

Now, let me give you - before I get into it, David, I want to give the world my take on Vince Russo, and this is not a crack on the Italians - this is my take - you see, Russo, the way I see it, you were a skinny little Italian kid growin' up in the Bronx. In New York! And your papa said, like every young man in New York, 'you wanna be like Bruno Sammartino, the champion of the WWWF!' And you said, 'oh papa, I admire Bruno - he's a great man, a great role model, but he, he's a little bit too slow. I want - I wanna be a little slicker.' He said, your papa said, 'oh no no Vinny, you gotta grow up, you gotta be like Bruno - he's the man!' And you said, 'oh papa, papa, please, please I want something else in life.' So I figure your dad had a little more money than the rest of the guys in the neighbourhood, he bought you the cable - out of Atlanta, Georgia - TBS! And one day - one day, your daddy heard you goin' 'Papa! Papa! Daddy! Daddy! Mama! Come! Come see! Come see!' Your daddy ran into the room, horrified, he said 'no, turn that off! Turn it off!' You said, 'Papa, I wanna be just - like - him - woooo!' Your momma went 'oh no! Vinny, this is a good Catholic family - you can't be like the Nature Boy! You can't style and profile!' Your papa said to Vinny, 'Vinny, you can't be like the Nature Boy! You got no muscles. You got no girlfriends. You got no long limousine. You can'ta be like the Naitch-cha Boy! 'Oh, papa, please daddy, let me be like Ric Flair--' 'No! NO! You be this way!' 'Oh, no, daddy - I'm going to be like him someday.'

So NOW it's all rolled around - you're a big skinny little punk with no muscles, with a book, a checkbook, and you think you got the power to make people's lives come and go - you're *wrong.* You couldn't control me - you couldn't be like me, you couldn't be like Sting, you couldn't control Luger, you couldn't, for God only - you could NEVER be Hulk Hogan. So whaddaya do? Ya come in the back door, ya write the big cheques, you make yourself bigger than life, but in reality, you're justa kid, you wanta be, like the Naitcha Boy - woooo! Did I say that right? Was I right? You wanted to be a kiss stealing, wheeling dealing, limousine riding, jet flying son of a gun, that kissed all the girls in the neighbourhood and make them cry. Instead, you were a skeeny little boy with no muscles, you got no girls, you ain't got 'em now, you ain't got me, Hogan, Luger, Sting, NOBODY, and as of Monday night, brother - look at this, jack - woooo! You ain't got the world title - it belongs to the ooooooooooooold generation. This is Luger, Sting, Hogan, Flair and every other guy you've dared to call old. This is tradition. I got lucky, but I got the belt! And brother in this sport, havin' THIS is all there is. You know it, and I know it. Now let me tell you this, the way I see it, you're not able to have me, not able to have the other great ones. So you grab my son. You are trying to live your life vicariously through my son - it ain't gonna happen - I'll bring him on..."

[Jeff Jarretts Musik ertönt und er betritt den Ring]

Jeff Jarrett: "I have heard enough of this outlandish vaudeville crap! You are a notorious deadbeat dad, you've got my stolen property, and I'm fixin' to step into this ring and pull it out (of your ass)."

Flair:"Trying to tell everybody that you..."

[Jarrett betritt den Ring und prügelt sich mit Flair, David und Vince Russo folgen, ehe die Musik der Four Horsemen ertönt und Arn Anderson mit einem Holzblock zum Ring kommt und die Heels vertreibt]

Arn Anderson: "Oh no - it ain't that easy. We're gonna clear a couple things up kid - right now. You see, I'm old school, too. Vince Russo took an old, sleepin' dog, another one that you thought was dead, and woke him up last week! The problem is, I'm not a morning person, and I wake up grumpy! Now, I was considered retired - I even thought so! I was content to walk around in the back, and do little menial jobs, help out where I could because I wanted to be around the business, but you know, the reality is folks...I'm a wrestler! That's not what I do - this is what I do!

Now part of that old school mentality tells me this - I come home, David, one of my kids are sittin' in the floor lightin' a fire, playin' with matches, I don't worry about the women's groups, they're gonna say it's child abuse - I don't worry about the neighbours - I jerk his ass up, I take my belt off, and I tear his ass up! Well, logs and baseball bats are not the answer, because, son, until you learn to be a man, you gotta first be a man to be a wrestler. If you're ever gonna be a wrestler, you gotta take that snake that's sittin' in New York City, and quit lettin' him control your head because if you look around, all of your constituents are chasin' each other's ass around the room, trying to figure out what to do next - you are oh-for-everything, New Blood, so tonight, I'm gonna telling you, I'm not askin', Double J, Lafayette, Louisiana...the rest of the world...you remember this? Huh? You remember this? Well, in about ten minutes, you're gonna get a dose of Anderson and Flair - Horsemen Style!"