
Taz: CYRUS!
Cyrus: And then so he said that she said tha—
Cyrus: Uh-hey guys...
Cyrus: That was an important business call.
Taz: Does it look like I care?
Cyrus: Point taken. How can I help you kind, kind men today.
Albert: I want my match with Chris Benoit that your scrawny self took off the pay per view Friday, and I want it now!
Cyrus: Well I'm sorry I've upset you my frien–
Saturn: And we want title shots.
Cyrus: I don't think I can do that tonight, sorry guys...
Albert: We want our matches, don't I need to come on the other side of that desk?
Cyrus: Nuh Nuh no. That uh...won't be necessary. Um...
Christian: Lions and tigers and bears OH MY!
Edge: Wow, for a second I thought I was seeing Big Foot! (Commenting about Albert)
Christian: If that's not the biggest head I've ever seen...
Christian: ...If that's not the biggest head I've ever seen, it's definately the best looking one!
Edge: Uh huh! What a good looking big head...
Christian: Yeah.
Saturn: WE WANT OUR MATCHES!
Albert: And if you don't give them to us, we'll beat them out of your scrawny little suit wearin' ass!
Cyrus: (almost choking) Oh uh o-okay! You've got your matches! BUT...
Taz: But what!?
Cyrus: First, you have to face Edge, Christian, and Chris Benoit in a six man tag. If you win, you (talking to Taz and Saturn), will get a shot at Edge and Christian's Tag Team Titles at the next pay per view...
Edge: What!?
Christian: You can't do that! We're your protectdians!
Albert: And what about me Cyrus?
Cyrus: Well you'll get your match with Chris Benoit here tonight in the six man tag, that's what you wanted right?
Christian: This is totally heinous Commish!
Edge: Aitch, Eee, Anus!
Christian: Yeah!
Edge: Yeah, this reeks of so much bo-gosity!
Christian: Bee, Oh, Gosity!
Edge: Totally!
Cyrus: Suh-sorry?