Hollywood: Well what do ya know, here I am at “Hollywood Nites” in front of the cameras... just like The Phil predicted. Man Phil, you get the gold star for being able to predict the obvious. It's like the on street magic trick, where there is a ball that is placed under a cup, with two other identical cups next to it. Even though the cups get mixed around, if you get three chances to “predict” which one the ball is under, sooner or later you'll be right. That's exactly what you did, in all three of your promos you predicted my next one would be from here, knowing full well I usually tend to do promos here. Congratulations Phil, you're so smart.

(Hollywood takes his arm from behind Heather and mockingly claps his hands. He puts his arm back around his girlfriend and grins at the camera.)

Hollywood: Like I've said before, I usually don't go out of my way to plan some elaborate, fancy, scripted promo for my matches. Instead I just live my life and when my obligations need to be met regarding having to do promos for upcoming matches, I just allow the RCW cameras to get glimpses of my life. Plain and simple, so it's only obvious that I would most likely cut a promo from my own nightclub. It's not like you predicted next week's multi-million dollar winning lottery numbers, you just repeatedly stated a pretty obvious fact. If doing promos here at Hollywood Nites makes me predictable, then so be it... doesn't bother me one bit.

Now I will give you some credit regarding that whole “everything has been an act, all my promos were done on sound stages”. Nice touch Phil, I'm sure nobody really saw it coming. I didn't, I'll admit that... but it's not because you were extremely clever by doing all those “staged promos”, it's more like people just didn't really care much about you to pay that close of attention. From people I have talked to, it's difficult to even sit through a promo of yours without getting bored with it. So you go through all that trouble, doing sets and trying to pull the wool over everyone's heads, and nobody gives a sh*t. Makes you feel like it was all worth it, doesn't it?

(Hollywood grins again.)

Hollywood: Now I know I did the similar thing in my last promo about that whole Antarctica thing, and as I figured... you claimed to have immediately known it wasn't real. You brought up about how I wasn't smart enough to do my research on what it truly would have been like in Antarctica this time of year, and the truth is... I didn't really care much because I knew the fans watching at home are nothing more than inbred hicks who argue the differences between dinner and supper. I could have recreated the moon landing and those morons would have believed it so why waste my time with the technical aspects of the stupidity of what I was doing? Anyone who actually believed I would waste my time in going all the way to Antarctica just to cut an “original” promo should be shot and taken out of society.

You and your buddy Joe talked about how I'm still just a foolish amateur, my so called “mistakes” from my last promo should just be over looked because I haven't been in this business for years upon years like so many others have been. Like I just stated, I wasn't trying to fool rocket scientists, I was fooling the obese idiots that call themselves RCW fans. Don't make the same mistake countless others have Phil, and honestly I didn't think you'd be that dumb. I may not have as many years in this business as guys like Doug Gavelon, Brett Johnson, Mikey, Ase, or even yourself... but look at the facts. I've defeated each and every one of them, I've used my “amateur” experience and ended the career of the legend himself, TooSexy. You may have several more years in this business than I do, but that doesn't change the fact that I am better than you. I proved I was better than all those other “greats” I previously mentioned, and come Sunday night Phil... I am going to out-shine, out-class, out-perform, out-wit, out-skill, and basically out-do you in every conceivable way.

Look at me Phil, do I look nervous? Do I look concerned about our match? Do I look the least bit worried about losing the Southern Heritage Championship to you? Of course not, because I have the utmost confidence in my ability to retain MY Title against you at Hog Heaven: Southern Chill. While you're playing the fool on some sound stages and busting your a** in the gym, I'm relaxing in this hot tub with my girlfriend. You criticized me for not doing my “research” concerning the Antarctica crap, yet you go and call Heather my wife. I would have figured a seasoned veteran like yourself would have done just a bit of homework concerning my life. Even the toothless hillbillies at the Boys & Girls Club know Heather isn't my wife, which means you are dumber than them... wow, now that is truly an accomplishment.

(Hollywood laughs as Heather smiles at the camera.)

Heather: I'll admit that I for one like the whole wife idea.

Hollywood: Great, thanks for that Phil.

(Heather winks at the camera and then kisses Hollywood.)

Hollywood: You really do just grasp at any possible straw you can in hopes of showing me up. First it was the whole “Hoggie Award” thing, and now it's some crazy idea that my entire life is nothing more than a lie, built on a sound stage. Now that's pathetic Phil, even for you. Trust me, if I was going to put on some “act” in front of the cameras, my house would be bigger, I'd have a chain of night clubs, I'd probably do that whole bit where a swimming pool is full of money and I just dive into it, and I'd be surrounded by all kinds of beautiful women.

(Heather smacks Hollywood in the shoulder.)

Heather: HEY!

Hollywood: Relax babe, I'm just making a point. My life is awesome, far better than most, but it's not fake. Unlike you Phil, I don't need to fake success. That whole display of promo after promo actually being done on sound stages just further clarifies what I've been saying about you and your career in RCW. All your promos were fake, yet they tried to portray to the fans that they were reality. Same can be said for your title reigns Phil, you continue to try to make yourself sound like an honorable Champion in the past, yet it was all a pathetic, act. You never deserved to be Champion, and you still don't... but I know, here I go repeating myself again huh?

I got a kick out of you trying to convince Joe and the fans that in this business, there's no such thing as winning. Once again you laid out some bullsh*t that really didn't make much sense, talking about what actually winning means and how in a one-on-one wrestling match, there can't be a winner. What was all that crap about Phil? You're way to be able to dispute that you're nothing but a loser when you fail to beat me Sunday night? If there are no winners in wrestler, than there can't be any losers either... right? Give me a f*cking break man, I'm so sick of hearing all that nonsensical bullsh*t you continue to throw out there in an attempt to make yourself sound “deep and philosophical”. Get over yourself Phil, come Southern Chill... there will be a winner, and there will be a loser. Just so you know, I have yet to know what it feels like to be the latter, and I doubt I'll experience it Sunday night.

(A more serious look comes over Hollywood's face as the camera zooms in.)

Hollywood: You're right about something though, a few weeks back I was preparing to face Drifter because that's just the direction things appeared to be moving. However, when the announcement was made that you were going to be in the Battle Royal, I immediately knew I'd be defending my belt against you and not Drifter. Trust me Phil, I'm more than prepared to beat you this Sunday. Sure, you will pose a slightly more difficult challenge than Drifter would have, but I'm always up for a new challenge. I've beaten the best RCW has thrown at me thus far, and now I am looking forward to continuing my undefeated streak as you follow in the footsteps of all those who came before you.

That's the thing Phil, you claimed that you're not like anyone I have ever faced and yes, to a certain extent you are right. Your style behind the camera is a lot different from previous opponents, but you will be just like all of them in the fact that you will try your hardest, you will do everything you can, but yet still come up short. I said it before and I am saying it again because it's the God's honest truth... despite your best efforts this Sunday Phil, you won't be able to take MY Championship from me!

(The cocky yet confident grin returns to Hollywood's face.)

Hollywood: I'd like to point out another flaw in your promo, you talked about how several guys in RCW use sound stages for promos because AJ can't afford to do this or that. You mentioned you doing house shows and I've got to ask, what company are you doing house shows for? I only ask this because Razorback Championship Wrestling doesn't do house shows, never have Phil. I've personally sat down with AJ and discussed RCW starting to run house shows but he just isn't interested in doing any. Opps, did I slip up by mentioning that mistake of yours? My bad.

(Hollywood laughs as he shakes his head over Phil's bogus claims.)

Hollywood: In all honesty Phil, we could keep going back and forth between us but what's the point? I'll keep saying how much better I am and how there's no way in hell I'm losing my title to you, and you're going to continue talking about how I'm “butt-hurt” over the Most Shocking Moment Hoggie Award and how I am just so darn predictable. Where does all this war of words really get us Phil? Sure it's what AJ and the company wants because basically this back and forth banter we do is all to hype our match, that's it. We point out each other's flaws and try to make ourselves look better simply to get butts in seats. That pretty much is the whole deal, we sit in front of these cameras and talk trash simply to get fans more interested in our match, hoping they will fork over their month's pay check just to be able to come to Hog Heaven: Southern Chill and find out who will leave with the title.

Hog Heaven: Southern Chill is Sunday night, you want to make history by becoming a three time Champion at my expense. I want to make history by shattering your previous fluke of a title reign by becoming the longest reigning Southern Heritage Champion this company has ever known, or will ever know. You believe you're a threat to me and my Championship, at Southern Chill I am going to prove to you that you couldn't be more wrong. My Title isn't going anywhere, you just don't have what it takes to beat me and become Champion again.

This time around Phil, there's not going to be any flukes, or any acts of luck... if you want to be Champion, you've got to earn it. We both know, along with everybody else... you can't do it. You were nothing more than a pathetic loser who got lucky in the past, after Sunday night, you're going to be a pathetic loser who's luck ran out.

Disagree with that fact? Then prove me wrong on Sunday Phil, do what nobody else has been able to do. Give this match everything you've got, so that when you fail, and trust me, you will... there'll be no excuses. My legacy continues at Hog Heaven: Southern Chill, and there's nothing you can do about it. Best start accepting that now, so it won't be that big of a shock to you come Sunday.

(Confidence and determination fill Hollywood's eyes as he stares directly into the camera.)

I'll be honest, I've grown bored with all of this Phil. Most of the time I really enjoy sitting here and ripping my opponents a new one verbally, but with you it's different. You said it yourself that you are different than anyone else and you're completely right. Most of them at least were able to keep a slight bit of my interest, but you just bore the crap out of me. I'm done Phil, I've said all I have to say about this match... I'm tired of repeating myself in hopes of you finally accepting the truth. I'll see you Sunday night, and remember... no excuses.

(Hollywood grins one last time before the camera fades to black.)

-{Roll The Credits}-

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