(The shot opens on a large, modern office building. The parking lot is the focus. Standing in front of the entrance are two dozen armed private security men. In front of them, in the parking lot, are two or three dozen Hummer H1's and motorcycles, driven by men who appear to be typical bikers or atypical psychopaths. Most are bald, some have real beards, some are wearing fake beards. Most of them are wearing jackets indicating their loyalty to the Sickos. Some have it tattooed on their faces. Front and center in the pack on vehicles is a black Hummer H1 that you recognize. Attached to the front are a pair of vertical sleds, and tied to the sleds are a pair of young men in Dod Squod shirts. A graphic in the lower right of the screen reads "LCC Corporate World Headquarters - Earlier Today")

(After a few minutes of deafning noise from the men revving their engines, the sound dies down. A crazy looking hunchback with a wandering eye carrying a megaphone in one hand and a Garden Weasel in the other steps to the front of the pack)

Man: "All hail VERMIN. LORD VERMIN! KING of EFW!"

(He looks back at the black H1 for a second, then looks back at the building)

Man: "THE AYATOLLAH OF ROCK AND ROLLAH!!"

(Vermin exits the H1 through the driver's side door. He has on his standard getup - black leather trench, black jeans, combat boots - along with an "I'm a Toys R' Us kid" t-shirt featuring Geoffrey the Giraffe and a leather gimp mask on his face that has a zipper along the bottom that lets his beard out. He climbs up on the hood of the H1 and gestures towards the cab, where the hand of the anonymous passenger reaches up through the sunroof and hands him a microphone. When he speaks, the sound is amplified through the huge speakers on the back so that everyone in a two-block radius could hear his words)

Vermin: "JACK DOD. I KNOW YOU WERE TRANSMITTING FROM HERE LAST WEEK. I AM GRAVELY DISAPPOINTED. ONCE AGAIN YOU HAVE MADE ME UNLEASH MY DOGS OF WAR. LOOK AT WHAT IS HAPPENING TO YOUR FANS."

(The two fans tied to the front of the car moan in pain)

Vermin: "WHY? WHY MUST YOU BE SO SELFISH? WHY MUST YOU AVOID ME AND CAUSE PAIN TO SO MANY OTHERS?"

(One of the captive fans screams 'Don't listen to him!' and promptly recieves a head butt from one of the nearby Sickos that knocks him out)

Vermin: "NOW I FIND OUT THAT YOU'VE ACCEPTED A MATCH AGAINST SOMEONE ELSE. YOU ARE GOING TO DEFEND THE US TITLE AGAINST THE MACHINE AT COUNTDOWN TO ARMAGEDDON? WHAT A PUNY PLAN. LOOK AROUND YOU. EFW IS *MY* KINGDOM. YOU CANNOT ESCAPE."

(A few Dod Squod fans who just happened to be in the area - possibly looking for Jack - get in a shoving match with the Sickos. The Sickos quickly swarm them and beat them down, ripping the Dod shirts off of them. Then, they position the unconscious bodies of two of them to make it look like they are blowing each other. This sends a laugh through the entire group)

Vermin: "QUIET! NO MORE GAMES. I SAID NO MORE GAMES!"

(The laughter quickly dies down. Vermin steps down off of the hood of the H1 and opens the door. He puts one foot inside before continuing)

Vermin: "THERE HAS BEEN TOO MUCH VIOLENCE. TOO MUCH PAIN. BUT LET IT NOT BE SAID THAT I AM WITHOUT MERCY. JUST WALK AWAY. FORFIET YOUR TITLES AND LEAVE EFW AND I WILL SPARE YOUR LIVES. JUST WALK AWAY AND I WILL GIVE YOU SAFE PASSAGE OUT OF MY KINGDOM. JUST WALK AWAY AND THERE WILL BE AN END TO THE HORROR."

(Vermin sits down in the vehicle and starts the engine. The radio is on and plays through the speakers)

Vermin: "YOU HAVE UNTIL COUNTDOWN TO DECIDE!"

(The H1's and bikes raise a huge cloud of dust as they turn around and exit the lot)