Scene opens to the main street of Mexico City. Unlike the poor city that had been seen earlier this city is rich and beautiful. There are huge, glass buildings everywhere. Many of the structures mimic those found in New York, LA, Chicago or any other major US city. The only difference is this isn't New York, LA or Chicago, this is Mexico. People bustle up and down the street, each going their own way for their own reasons. Many of the people are dressed in expensive buisness suits or dresses.They speak on cell phones and pay little attention to the others they pass on the street that are doing the exact same thing. They head to meetings, lunches, secret rendevous and taboo affairs. They see them selves as the rich and powerfull, the cream of the crop. Above everyone else.

A Lincoln Continental pulls up at the curb. "Natural Wonder" Shane Jackson climbs out of the rear passenger side. He is dressed in a bright orange fire tone shirt, it's open at the front revealing the large bruise that he suffered at the hands of the CWF on Sunday. His hair gelled up, and he wears a pair of Oakleys over his eyes. On his lower body he's wearing a pair of cargo shorts and Addidas sport sandals. His are is still heavily bandaged along with his hand. As he gets out the front passenger window rolls down to reveal Minoru. In the driver's seat is MaXx.

Shane: Thanks for the ride guys. When you going to be back around.

MaXx: About an hour, hour and a half.

Shane acknowledges that he will be ready when they return. The window on the Continental rolls up as MaXx and Minoru speed off down the street.

Shane looks at his surrounding for a minute. He takes out a piece of paper and a small travelers map from one of his shirt pockets and begins searching for a specific building.

After several minutes of cutting through alleys and crossing streets Shane comes to the place he is looking for. It is a large, colorfully painted cement building. In large letters across the front of the building read:

Cardboard Cutout Factory

A devilish smile crosses Shane's face. He enters the building.

Inside the building he comes across a desk labelled Orders/Requests. There is a catalogue on the desk for ordering premade cardboard cutouts of famous people, such as Tom Arnold, Kevin Costner, Harrison Ford, Julia Roberts etc. There is also an area labelled Requests. Shane makes his way to the requests area. After waiting for several minutes a Mexican man, that look oddly like Pedro the the poor little village, greets Shane.

Man: Hola. Como puedo ayudarle?

Shane looks at the man with a completely baffled look. He then reaches into one of the pockets in his shorts and takes out a English/Spanish dictionary. He quickly runs through it trying to understand what the man just said. After a few second he is able to make the translation.

Shane: I called earlier about a request.

The man stares at Shane with a very blank look. He looks around, unsure what to say. Finally he just shakes his head "No". He obviously doesn't understand English.

Shane sighs and starts flipping through the English/Spanish dictionary again.

Shane: Llame anterior....so..sobre un, no wait, unA, pet..ic..ione.

The mans face gives a hint of understanding.

Man: La Derecha Del Oh. Todo lo que necesitamos es un deposito en efectivo y los cuadros de cuales es usted desean hecho en un recorte.

Shane scrambles to try and make out what the guy had said. He only gets to the second word before futily giving up. He funally breaks down and asks for someone that speaks English.

Shane: Hay alguien alrededor aqui de ese habla ingles?

Shane doesn't even need to look it up in the dictionary, he's aready used the same phrase 7 other times today.

The man nods and quickly disappears. Moments later he returns with a man that speaks fluent English.

Man: Hello. How may I help you?

Shane: I called earlier about a request.

Man: Ok no problem. All we need is a cash deposit and pictures of what it is you want made into a cardboard cutout.

Shane quickly hands the man some American money, and 2 pictures. One is of Jeckel and the other of the Taco Bell dog.

Shane: I want both of these to be life size. OK.

Man: Shouldn't be a problem. They should be ready in about 45 minutes.

Shane leaves the factory as the scene fades to black.

The scene fades back in with the words: 45 minutes later, at the bottom.

Shane is carryin a plastic bag with the words: Apenas un almacen del buck (Just a Buck store), on it.

Man: Your cutouts are ready.

He hands them to Shane. Shane smiles at the man and thanks him. Then he picks up the cutout of Jeckel and slams it against a nearby desk until the head falls off. Then he takes the Taco Bell dog and breaks the head off it. He reaches into the bag he's carrying and pulls out a stapler. He staples the head of the dog onto Jeckel's body. As he's stapling the 2 parts together the stapler breaks.

Shane: Freakin' child labour. Can't even make a decent stapler.

He grabs some tape off the Order's desk and finishes the job with Scotched Tape. All the employes are standing around staring at Shane. Each is wearing a look a complete astonishment. When Shane finally finishes the escapade he thanks the man again and then leaves.

He steps from the building out into the afternoon sun, carrying the merged cutout.

Shane: I was listening to what you said earlier Jeckel. About you having the titles because you're the best. Well that MAY have been true at one point, but right now...

Shane shakes his head.

Shane:..it's not. If you can't defend a title on your own then what makes you think you're the best? I've already helped you, several times, to retain your Hardcore title. Now I understand the Hardcore title and the World Title are 2 different things. But the way I see it, if you can't even defend a lower title on your own how do you expect to keep your grip on the big gold?

Shane is now strolling through the street with the deformed cardboard cutout under his arm.

Shane: Jeckel. Just to show there is no hard feelings between us, I went and had this little tribute to you made.

Shane stands up the cardboard cutout.

Shane: Now I wasn't able to find a picture of a Jeckel, but I figured that the Taco Bell dog was passable. It's there to emphasize exactly how Jeckel like you really are.

At this point a woman, in her mid 30's, and a little girl, about 7, come walking past Shane. The woman stops for a second to look at the strange cutout. The little girl innocently looks up and the cutout, which is 3x her size. Suddenly she bursts out screaming and crying.

Woman: You should be ashamed of your self. Dragging around this THING in public. It's creepy to look at, and it's scares children.

The woman slaps Shane across the face. Then she picks up her daughter and storms off.

The slap grazes off Shane's cheek. He watches after the woman and daughter as they walk away.

Shane picks up the cutout again and continues walking down the street. Suddenly a couple of Mexican teenagers, who speak english, wander up to him.

Teen #1: Whoa. What's that?

Shane: It's ICWA World Champion Jeckel. Right now he's the best in the federation.

Teen #2: Is that his real head? Hehe, he look funny.

Shane suddenly comes to the realization that these two teenagers are semi stoned.

Shane: No. It's a symbol of his name.

Teen #1: Symbol. Hehehehehehe.

Teen #2: Hehehehe. Here Lizard, lizard, lizard.

The two teenagers break out into uncontrollable laughter. Shane can't help but laugh a little too.

One of the teens starts talking to the Jeckel cutout as if it's a drive through window at Burger King.

Teen #2: Uh, yeah. I'd like a 3 Whoppers, a large fry and a couple a rootbeers.

Both teens break out into more laughter.

Shane: Alright guys. I think you've disrespectd the World Champion enough. Move along, now.

The two teens stagger off laughing to themselves.

Shane picks up the cutout again and moves along the street. He cuts through an alley and appears back on the main street where MaXX and Minoru dropped him off.

A man in a buisness suit saunters up to Jackson.

Man: What the hell is that?

Shane: It's ICWA's World Champion. Jeckel. He's currentley the best there is.

Man: The best at what?

Shane: Wrestling. You mean to tell me you've never heard of Jeckel?

Man: Wrestling. Phhht. Who would want to declair themselves BEST, at that cheap imitation of a sport. To answer your question, NO, I haven't heard of Jeckel.

Shane: That's too bad. I really feel sorry for you.

Man: YOU feel sorry for ME. Ha ha ha. If you want to feel sorry for someone feel sorry for the guy with the dog head. Ha ha ha.

Shane: HEY! It's supposed to be a Jeckel. It is a symbol of the World Champion.

Man: With a symbol like that I wouldn't want to be seen in public. Ha ha ha ha.

The man continues to laugh at the Jeckel cutout.

Shane: If you can't show the World Champion a little respect then I think you should move along.

Shane doesn't give the man a chance to retort. He picks up the cutout and starts walking again.

He comes to the spot where he agreed to meet MaXx and Minoru. As he stands waiting he stands the Jeckel cutout next to him.

A man in a technicolor dream coat walks up to Shane.

Man: Excuse me sir. Is this yours?

He points tothe Jeckel cutout.

Shane: Yes. Why?

Man: I would like to purchase it for my the Ripley's believe it or not museum.

Shane: I'm sorry. It's not for sale.

Man: But you don't understand. I want everyone to see this. Everyone should get a chance to stare at the freak that this guy is.

Shane: Freak! Do you know who you're talking about? This is ICWA World Champion Jeckel. At this very moment he's the best in the federation.

Man: World Champion? Jeckel? Federation? Listen, I don't care if he's the best sand vendor in all of Iraq. I want to showcase his freakyness to the world. Please let me have him.

Shane: NO! Now get the hell out of here. I won't have you insulting the World Champion anymore.

The man in the technicolor dream coat glares at Shane for a second. Then he continues on his way. A few more minutes pass and the Lincoln Continetal pulls up at the curb.

As Shane moves to open the rear door he leans the cutout up against the car. Minoru rolls down the passenger window. He nearly jumps out of his seat when he catches sight of the Jeckel cutout.

MaXx: Geeze Shane. That this is creepy. You nearly scared Minoru through the roof.

Shane: Your the second person to say that. I don't think it's that wierd. Just different.

He grabs the cutout and shoves it into the car. Before he climbs in he turns and looks at the camera.

Shane: Your time with the title is coming to an end Jeckel. Each reign ended big. Full Clip ended with a momentus fight. Brandon Sinclair went down in a blaze of glory. If you pull strings and end up holding onto that title longer than you rightfully should, then, when your time comes, and you finally loose it, you won't have neough will left to at least put up a decent fight.

Shane climbs into the back of the car and pulls the door closed. He rolld down the window and looks at the camera again.

Shane: I usually don't go around quoting things, no my style. But, in this case I feel it's warranted. As The Kurrgan from Highlander so eloquently put it:

"It's better to BURN OUT than fade away!"

Shane rolls the window up as the car pulls away from the curb. The scene cuts to black.