"I'm very in control"

Michael Cole: "Hello, my friend. Cody, thank you for taking time out of your busy day to be here. I don't want to start out with bad memories, but I do have to ask you your feeling on losing the WWE Championship a couple weeks ago?"

Cody Rhodes: "I feel like I'd rather not talk about losing the WWE Championship, instead, talk about regaining the WWE Championship, the Royal Rumble next weekend, winning it a third time, what an impossible feat that is, but that's where my focus is at."

Michael Cole: "Cody, I'm sorry, but tomorrow night at Saturday Night's Main Event, you take on the man who cost you the WWE Championship, tell me your feelings on Jacob Fatu?"

Cody Rhodes: "You know, I respect you having to ask that, and certainly probably already know that answer."

[Jacob Fatu barges into the room. Nick Aldis tries to stop Jacob.]

Cody Rhodes: "Hey, no, no, it's OK. We already know what tommorow is. Jacob, if you have something to say to me, sit down, it's fine."

Jacob Fatu: "Let me lay it out all on the line for you. My concern was Drew McIntyre, because he kicked my damn teeth down my throat. I was locked in and full throttle on Drew and Drew alone. I don't give a damn how you feel, or what you think about it. But then you got to be the hero, huh? You put your hands on me. Then it had my mind rolling, had the wheels turning, and then it had me thinking."

Cody Rhodes: "Oh, you were thinking? You were thinking, because it certainly didn't look like thinking during Three Stages Of Hell, you looked like you were acting. Listen, I'm not gonna talk to you about somebody kicking your teeth down your throat, I'm gonna tell you what every single person in this room is already thinking, but don't have the balls to tell you. You ACTING and not THINKING, you ACTING, that's what got you locked up in the first place, that's what got you put in prison in the first place."

Jacob Fatu: "Okay, you want to go there? Well, listen bruh, there ain't nothing new that don't nobody already know about me, okay? 16, locked down. 18, locked down. Seven kids, no job, one mattress, okay? A month before I got here, I didn't know if I had a damn job here. Hell, man, I almost got fired before I got hired. But no, I ain't complaining, I ain't complaining about none of that, because those choices I fixed, those choices made me a better man. Obviously, man, those choices got me standing here, right now, in front of your ass."

Cody Rhodes: "That's the problem, you're standing across from me, right now, but I'm not the WWE Champion, and that is your fault. This, right here, Saturday Night's Main Event, Montreal, The Bell Centre, it should be for the WWE Champion, Jacob."

Jacob Fatu: "Oh man, hold on, a title match? Nah, hell nah, the way I see it, Drew was already out before I stepped in front of him."

Cody Rhodes: "Oh, you've got it figured out, Drew was already out. You've got this whole title match, main event situation completely figured out, which is crazy, because, Jacob, you've never been in a championship match."

Jacob Fatu: "So, that's what you think I am, huh? That's what you think this is, Cody? What, do you think I'm just like every other Samoan you went against? They don't make them like me anymore. I mean, hell, they NEVER made them like me. So, what, everybody thinks I'm just a loose cannon, I'm unhinged, I'm out of control, I ain't got no control?! No, bruh, trust me, I'm very in control, so think about that."

Credit: Thanks to ILoveKyleFletcher for transcribing this promo