The scene opens up like an episode of the Osborne’s, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen Is the theme tune. The fine people of the British BBC have set up camera’s all around the home of Sir Max Payne. The Camera shows a glimpse of the outside of this huge London home. Sir Max Payne lives alone in his huge house with his dog. The camera then fades into a shot of the study. Sir Max Payne is sat in very luxurious black leather chair, his back to the cameras, he doesn’t know were filming. He’s doing something very odd, his back is arched in the chair and he in leaning over. It looks very rude…

Sir Max Payne: - OHHH DAMN... COME ON!!! JUST DO IT ALLREADY I HAVNT GOT ALLDAY!!!

The show director doesn’t know whether to cut the transition or not, until Max swivels his chair, he is trying to open a jar of pickles, phew.

Sir Max Payne: - Damn pickles. Oh let me guess, its says Made in USA on it. Damn you Pickles son of satin! Why does USA have to spoil everything we British people love? Using the pickles for example, these pickles are good wholesome British snack. Those damn Americans have to stick them in some USA made space shuttle proof bloody rubbish, makes me so mad!

A little dog runs into the office. The fat little British Bulldog jumps onto Max’s lap and rolls over so she can get a good rub.

Sir Max Payne: - Oh get off you little vermin! I don’t even know why I got you… Oh yea I do, you were a present from her majesty the Queen. Come on Elizabeth; let’s go for a walk…

Just as Max Payne stands up, the doorbell rings. He walks past the dog and out of the office. Sir Max is wearing his usual £10,000 Burberry Suit, British Made. The shine shines in through the conservatory glass ceiling as he walks past. He gets to the front door and opens it up. It’s his best friend, Brother and neighbour, Lord M. Miller!

Lord M. Miller:- Good morning Max, its such a wonderful day isn’t it.

Sir Max Payne:- Oh hello, come in I’ll put the kettle on and make some Tea.

Miller and Payne walk into the kitchen and the little dog runs into the room and follows the pair. Lord M. Miller takes a seat at the breakfast bar while Max puts water into the kettle and gets come tea bags for the brew.

Lord M. Miller: - Oh brother it’s been about a month now and I still can’t find work. I was the first ever WCHW world champion, I was a former WCHW US title holder, and I can’t seem to get work anywhere. What do I have to do to prove to WoW that I’ve changed Max? You know my philosophy for life Max, “When a man admits that he is wrong, he should be immediately forgiven for the past”. You know as well as anyone how sorry I am Max. What can I do?

Sir Max Payne: - Brother I didn’t know it was this bad… Look on the bright side, at least your getting a long stay In Britain! I wish I could stay in Britain all day every day. But no, I have to fly to America on Sunday nights for Malice. At Target Locked President Darren returned to take control of the WoW, and I also made my return at Target Locked… You didn’t know brother? Oh… you will soon, you can count on that.

Lord M. Miller: - Brother, I was at Target Locked as well, remember I had that backstage scuffle, if I had of known you were there we could have met up and had some Tea. Oh well… I got a question; can I come with you to America so I can support you in your match with B-Pac?

Sir Max Payne: - Brother on Monday Malice I’ll be getting back into a WoW for the first time in a long while. This B-Pac is a madman! Recently he’s been talking about nightmares and all that kind of crazy stuff. That’s the problem with the WoW superstars today, there all dark and mysterious like Goths. B-Pac has just joined the gang of Goth people and he’s just going to be another face in the crowd. I watched him in his match at Target Locked, very impressed. But I’m in a totally different league than his opponent that night.

The kettle boils and whistles. Max Pours the tea into two cups for himself and his brother. Sir Max Payne takes a sip of his tea and spits it back into the cup, Lord M. Miller takes a little drink of it and he throws the cup over his shoulder!!! THE BOILING TEA LANDED ON THE FAT LITTLE DOG!

Sir Max Payne: - Oh honestly Michael, please try to be careful next time you might hurt someone. oh, by the way can you open a jar of pickels?

The Scene Fades with the Theme music starting again, Elizabeth the fat bulldog needs some help…