Best of the Best Pep Rally (Preview Show)
Sept 1, 2018 7:12:20 GMT -5
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The regular title sequence of the show plays but the title card reads “The Sixth Dimension Best of the Best Pep Rally” instead of just “The Sixth Dimension.” We cut to a shot of the Sixth Dimension Arena, which looks different. Instead of the six different entrance, there are now only two. The two entrances are across from each other. There is a banner at the top of each entrance, one with Bernard Core’s face and one with Cliff of Doom’s face. Pyro goes off from the ceiling. “The Heretic Anthem” by Slipknot plays throughout this introduction.
Crowd: 6D! :clap clap: 6D! :clap clap:
James Eastwood and Troy Miller are standing in the middle of the ring.
James Eastwood: Thank you, everyone, and welcome to the Sixth Dimension’s Best of the Best Pep Rally!
The crowd cheers.
James Eastwood: Tonight, we will preview the Sixth Dimension’s first ever special event, live from the Sixth Dimension Arena and airing exclusively on the WCF Network Saturday, September 8! Joining me tonight is my broadcast partner, the Sixth Dimension’s interim color commentator, Troy Miller.
Crowd: Booooo!
Troy Miller [to the crowd]: Just because I have more money than all of you combined doesn’t mean you shouldn’t show me the proper respect.
Crowd: Boooooo!
Troy Miller [to James Eastwood]: And what’s this interim crap you’re talking about? You and I know very well that after what Caleb Ronan did to him, Alamo Franklin is never coming back to the broadcast table.
Crowd: Booooooo!
James Eastwood: Well, I don’t believe that, but speaking of the newly-transformed Caleb Ronan, he will be a part of Best of the Best as he will take on the journeyman of The Handler’s universe, Red Trunks.
Troy Miller: Maybe he’ll finally retire after Caleb Ronan smashes him into the ground.
James Eastwood: Let’s run down the rest of the card. Two legends from The Handler’s childhood promotion, All-American Wrestling, will square in a grudge match 20 years in the making as Dino Kidd takes on British strongman Henry Keith.
The crowd applauds as the graphic for the match appears on screen.
James Eastwood: After Best of the Best, the Sixth Dimension will be hosting the Next Dimension tournament, in which eight new creations of The Handler will compete to become the number one contender to the Sixth Dimension Championship. Those eight men will compete in an eight-man tag at Best of the Best. On one side you will see Barry Ray Roberts, Chris Swenson, Cyrin, and Mark Ortiz. Opposing them will be the team of Alex Van Bomb, Jason Sterling, Matt Bradley, and Sean Axelrod.
The crowd applauds as the graphic for the match appears on screen.
James Eastwood: And in the main event, it will be the finals of the Sixth Dimension Tournament in which the first ever Sixth Dimension Champion will be crowned. It will be Headmaster Bernard Core…
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOO!
James Eastwood: ...vs. Cliff of Doom!
Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAAA!
James Eastwood: Troy, what is your prediction for the main event?
Troy Miller: It’s not a prediction, Eastwood, it’s a guarantee. The technical and intellectual wizard of The Core Institute will walk out of Best of the Best with the Sixth Dimension Championship around his waist.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOO!
James Eastwood: Tonight, Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom will be in this ring to say their last words to each other before the biggest match of their careers. In addition to all these happenings, we will also have special live performances by the Sixth Dimension Dancers and The Sixth Dimension's official band, Slipknot!
The crowd cheers.
James Eastwood: We’re going to head to a commercial, but when we return we---
“I Will Be Heard” by Hatebreed starts playing. Everyone looks towards the two entrances. Coming out from behind the curtain on the Bernard Core side is the monster who used to be Caleb Ronan. The crowd boos big time. The big man scans the crowd, looking at them with a stone cold glare. Some of the fans are shaken up by his glare. He trudges down to the ring, staring at Eastwood and Miller the whole time. He climbs onto the apron, steps over the top rope, and walks towards the two announcers. Miller books it out of the ring. Eastwood is frozen with fear. He tries to take a step back but the monster grabs him by the collar and snatches away his microphone. The music stops. His growling voice fills the arena.
The Killenial: You were the one that stood by as Alamo Franklin slapped me across the face, right?!
He shoves the microphone into Eastwood’s face.
James Eastwood: Y-y-yes.
The Killenial: Why would you stand around and watch your fellow human get assaulted but run when you feel like your OWN life is in danger?
Eastwood can’t answer. He just stares at the behemoth in horror.
The Killenial: Can’t answer me, huh? I’ll tell you what. Since you like to stand around so much, how about you stand right here and hold my microphone for me?
The monster grabs Eastwood’s wrist and puts the microphone in his hand. Eastwood tries to hold the microphone up to the monster’s mouth but is shaking with fear.
The Killenial: STOP SHAKING!
Eastwood jumps a bit but recovers and does his best to not shake.
Crowd: FUCK-YOU-CA-LEB! :clap clap clap clap clap: FUCK-YOU-CA-LEB! :clap clap clap clap clap:
The Killenial: The weakling that you used to know as Caleb Ronan is dead!
The crowd cheers.
The Killenial: The wrecking machine that you see before you is reality now.
Crowd: Boooooooo!
The Killenial: And since society is so fond of labeling people like me as a “millennial,” I've decided to take back that label and now demand that you all refer to me as...The KILLenial.
Crowd: Boooooooo!
The Killenial points to himself.
The Killenial: For weeks, everybody in The Sixth Dimension was pushing me around. You people were reciting your insensitive chants, trying to shut me down by saying things like “Shut the fuck up” and “Fuck you, Caleb.” Alamo Franklin violated me by smacking me across the face in front of a world wide audience because I dared to speak my views and all The Handler did was give him a smack on the wrist. And finally, to top it all off, that disgusting, misogynistic, cisgender, white privileged asshole Biff Mustache took a picture of his penis with my beloved iPhone!
Crowd: Yeaaaaa!
The Killenial grimaces at the crowd.
The Killenial: That was great, huh? Well how great was it when I threw Alamo into a guardrail and gave him a concussion?! How great was it when I powerbombed Biff through a ladder and put him into a permanent coma?!
Crowd: Boooooooo!
He points to himself.
The Killenial: This is what happens when you offend me too many times. This is what happens when you punish me for standing up for what’s right in this world. This is what happens when you refuse to adhere to the strictures of social justice. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PUSH ME TOO FAR! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU...OFFEND ME!
Crowd: Boooooo!
The Killenial: You get ME, a man with NO FEAR, a man with NO REMORSE, and a man with NO LIMIT on how much pain and destruction he will cause until each and every one of you is a more sensitive, caring human being!
Crowd: Booooooo!
The Killenial: I will use all of my force to make the Sixth Dimension a safe space, and I’m going to start at Best of the Best when I destroy Red Trunks, a hick from West Virginia, a state that is killing our Mother Earth with its coal mines. I’m going to tear a hole in Red Trunks just like West Virginia is tearing a hole in the ozone layer, and once I’m done with him, I’m going to clear a path of destruction towards the Sixth Dimension Championship!
Crowd: Boooooo!
The Killenial: And when I finally capture the Sixth Dimension Championship, I will have all the power I need to change this dystopia called the Sixth Dimension and make it a model for American society to follow!
Crowd: Booooooo!
The Killenial: Anybody who gets in my way will feel the hammer of social justice rain down on them and end up in a hospital bed...right next to Biff Mustache!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOO!
The Killenial looks at Eastwood, who’s still frightened.
The Killenial: Now you! Get this microphone out of my face!
Eastwood quickly complies. “I Will Be Heard” plays and The Killenial starts walking away.
James Eastwood: L-ladies and gentlemen, Caleb R---
The Killenial turns around and glares at Eastwood.
James Eastwood: T-the Killenial! The Killenial!
The Killenial turns back around and heads up the ramp. The show fades to black as we go to commercial.
We return to Eastwood and Miller in the middle of the ring. Eastwood is still shaken.
James Eastwood: W-welcome back to the Sixth Dimension’s Best of the Best Pep Rally. A moment ago we heard from The Killenial, the former Caleb Ronan. He’s proclaimed that he will use force to turn the Sixth Dimension into his model society. What are your thoughts, Troy?
Troy Miller: I think it was hilarious watching you shake after he ordered you to hold his microphone! If you have to leave for a few minutes to go change your shorts, I’ve got things covered here.
Miller laughs. Eastwood stares at him blankly.
James Eastwood: No, I’m good. By the way, I didn’t see you acting like a beacon of courage. In fact, you sprinted out of here as soon as he stepped over the top rope!
Troy Miller: Do you think the Millers got where they are by risking their lives for nobodies like you? No. We take risks that yield rewards. I don’t see the reward in breaking my neck to protect you.
James Eastwood: With each passing moment, I detest you more and more and can’t wait until Alamo takes back his seat.
Troy Miller: That breaks my heart. It really does.
Eastwood looks back at the hard camera.
James Eastwood: Anyway, at Best of the Best, we will see two legends from AAW return to the ring to settle a score that’s been brewing for the last 20 years. Let’s find out just exactly what the issue is between Dino Kidd and Henry Keith.
A video package plays with Eastwood as the voice over.
In July of 1997, British strongman Henry Keith crossed the Atlantic and debuted in All-American Wrestling, immediately winning an eight-man tournament where the prize was $25,000.
Henry Keith pins his last opponent in the tournament.
However, upon receiving the prize money, he offered to return the money in lieu of a shot at the AAW World Heavyweight Championship. AAW officials accepted the offer. Keith got his shot against the champion, Mr. U.S., at Battlerings two months later and came out victorious. It was an incredible start for this powerful rookie.
Keith holds up the belt after winning the match.
That same night, in the Battlerings match, perennial underdog Dino Kidd defeated nine other men to become the #1 contender to the World Heavyweight Championship.
Dino Kidd has his hand raised in victory.
One month later, Kidd and Keith faced off in the title match. Late in the match, Keith looked like in had victory in hand, but Kidd blocked a top rope backdrop suplex and turned it into a pin for the upset and the World Heavyweight Championship.
Keith sits up after the pin and holds his head in shock while Kidd celebrates.
Keith petitioned for re-match but was denied. Keith cried foul and claimed he wasn’t given a re-match because he wasn’t American. He exacted revenge on AAW bringing in a stable of wrestlers from his home country and dubbing them The British Invasion. Keith vowed to take over AAW. He and the rest of the Invasion stopped at nothing to disrupt AAW’s flagship program, Total Tuesday, and their big pay-per-views. He even managed to recruit some American wrestlers who felt slighted by AAW.
We see shots of various incidents in which The British Invasion attacked the AAW roster.
Dino Kidd stepped up and was determined to stop this attempt at a hostile takeover. He enlisted his own group of AAW wrestlers called The American Revolution to fight back. The two groups went back and forth for months until finally they agreed to have one match for the rights to AAW. At Memorial Madness in May of 1998, The American Revolution and The British Invasion squared off in a 10-man White Flag Match, a no-DQ, no-countout brawl in which the match only stopped when a member of the opposing team waved the white flag of surrender at ringside.
Highlights from the match play on screen.
After a wild and bloody war, The British Invasion finally surrendered, and as a condition of the match, were forced to leave the AAW for good.
The American Revolution celebrates in the ring while Henry Keith cries in the aisleway.
Now, Dino Kidd and Henry Keith are going to renew their rivalry at The Sixth Dimension’s first special event, Best of the Best, and Henry Keith believes the war is far from over.
Henry Keith: Dino Kidd, you may think you had gotten me out of your life for good, but let me tell ya, mate, I’m back and this time, you’ll be the one sent out of professional wrestling; and unlike me, there won’t be any comeback for you!
We switch to a shot of Dino Kidd.
Dino Kidd: Henry Keith, I’ve beaten you once, I’ve beaten you twice, and after 20 years, I know I’m going to beat you for a third time. America is still the best of the best, and so is Dino Kidd!
The video package ends and we cut back to Eastwood and Miller, who are now standing outside the ring.
James Eastwood: Well, there you have it. Those two want to go at each other like it was still 1998. I can’t wait to see what happens when they square off. Now, what kind of pep rally would this be without some cheerleaders!
The men in the crowd growl in perverse anticipation.
James Eastwood: Please welcome the Sixth Dimension Dancers!
We cut to the ring, where the dancers perform their routine.
Eastwood and Miller have a wide-eyed looks on their faces. The camera picks up images of mothers covering their children’s eyes while their husbands cheer and chant for an encore.
Eastwood hears something in his earpiece.
James Eastwood: Um...I’m getting word that the company The Handler hired to send over dancers sent the wrong women. Apparently the routine we just saw was meant for a bachelor party, which means that there must be a group of angry young men out there who were just treated to a family friendly routine. We’re going to take a quick commercial break.
The show fades to commercial.
We come back to Miller and Eastwood in the middle of the ring.
James Eastwood: Welcome back to the Best of the Best Pep Rally. Before we continue, I have been asked to read this statement from The Handler regarding the dance routine that was performed before the commercial.
He pulls out a piece of paper from his jacket and begins to read it.
James Eastwood: “The Sixth Dimension would like to formally apologize to its fans here in the Sixth Dimension Arena and all over the world for the routine performed by the Sixth Dimension Dancers. The dance does not reflect the values of The Sixth Dimension. We will take better care in vetting companies that The Sixth Dimension contracts with in the future. Again, we sincerely apologize for any pain the dance routine may have caused.”
He puts the piece of paper away.
James Eastwood: Were those your kind of women, Troy?
Troy Miller: Yeah right. Maybe for Alamo Franklin. Me, on the other hand, I’m not into skanky broads with bologna tits who work part time at some rundown strip club because they’re single moms with five mouths to feed. I’ve banged at least half of the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders. That’s the caliber of women that I’m into. What do you take me for, Eastwood?
James Eastwood: Be that as it may, we will not be using that company again. Now, in season two of The Sixth Dimension, The Handler will be holding the Next Dimension tournament, in which eight new creations of The Handler will compete in a traditional, single elimination tournament. The winner will earn a shot at the Sixth Dimension Championship. The men competing in that tournament will be a part of the Next Dimension eight-man tag at Best of the Best, so without any further adieu, here are the eight participants!
The heels (Roberts, Swenson, Cyrin, and Ortiz) come out from the entrance with Bernard Core’s banner hanging over it while the faces (Van Bomb, Sterling, Bradley, and Axelrod) come out from the entrance with Cliff of Doom’s banner hanging over it. They all enter the ring, with the heels and faces standing on opposite sides.
James Eastwood: First, Barry Ray Roberts!
James Eastwood: Alex Van Bomb!
James Eastwood: Chris Swenson!
James Eastwood: Jason Sterling!
James Eastwood: Cyrin!
James Eastwood: Matt Bradley!
James Eastwood: Mark Ortiz!
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James Eastwood: And last but not least, Sean Axelrod!
All eight men are in the ring, staring intently at each other.
James Eastwood: Ladies and gentlemen, the eight men competing in the Next Dimension tournament!
The crowd gives the eight wrestlers a round of applause.
James Eastwood: We’re looking forward to seeing them square off in the eight-man tag at Best of the Best and in the Next Dimension tournament in the second season of the Sixth Dimension. But for right now, let me bring your attention to the stage to my left, where we have a very special performance by the official band of the Sixth Dimension! Playing the Best of the Best’s theme song “Everything Ends,” please welcome, Slipknot!
James Eastwood: That was awesome! If that doesn’t get you pumped, I don’t know what will! When we return, Bernard Core and Cliff of Doom will have their face-to-face confrontation in this ring! Don’t go anywhere!
We come back to a shot of James Eastwood in the middle of the ring.
James Eastwood: Okay, ladies and gentlemen, this is the moment you’ve all been waiting for. In one week, these two men will square off to see who will become the Sixth Dimension Champion and The Handler’s greatest creation. Both of these men earned the right to fight for the championship by having the two best records in the Sixth Dimension tournament, outlasting four other men throughout seven weeks. They have both been tested physically and mentally, and now it’s time to see who is truly the best of the best. First, being accompanied by Dean Wolf, the headmaster of The Core Institute, please welcome, Bernard Core!
“Wing Fortress Zone” by Masato Nakamura plays. The crowd boos. Core enters from his side of the arena dressed in a full three piece suit. Dean Wolf is with him but you can tell their is a considerable amount of distance and tension between them. They don’t even look at each other during the entire entrance. Core scans the crowd with disdain and enters the ring. He grabs a microphone from a ring attendant and walks to the middle of the ring.
James Eastwood: And now welcome his opponent in this historic main event, Cliff-of-DOOOOM!
“No Leaf Clover” by Metallica plays. For purposes of time, the finger picking intro is cut out and the song goes right to the heavy part. The crowd cheers. Cliff walks back and forth on his stage, posing for the crowd and getting them pumped up. He comes down the aisle slapping the fans’ hands the entire time. He gets in the ring and poses on the second rope before staring back at Bernard Core. He comes down off the ropes, gets a mic, and walks to the middle of the ring.
James Eastwood: Gentlemen, thank you for taking time out of your training schedules to be here. The Handler has asked you both to make some final comments before you two square off in the ring in seven days for the Sixth Dimension Championship. Headmaster Core, I’ll ask you you to speak first.
The crowd boos before he can even say anything. Core looks at them with disgust.
Bernard Core: In one week you will have no choice but to show me the proper respect when I become the Champion of the Sixth Dimension!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOO!
Core looks at Cliff arrogantly.
Bernard Core: You know, Cliff, for someone that used to be a History teacher, I wonder if you’ve ever heard the phrase “Those who don’t learn from history are doomed to repeat it.” I want you to think back to the short history of the Sixth Dimension. I offered you a prominent place in The Core Institute. I offered you a job and the chance to stand by my side along with Dean Wolf. Think of what you could have been a part of! You could have been part of the movement that is improving education in this country for all time. You could have been a part of the most elite group of wrestlers in this entire sport. The three of us could have lorded over the Sixth Dimension! However, you rejected my offer, and what happened. I beat you. And not only did I beat you, but afterwards, Dean Wolf and I showed you what corporal punishment means in the halls of my institution.
Crowd: BOOOOO!
Bernard Core: And think of what happened to Ded Memry. I offered to take him under my wing, counsel him, guide him, and help him form an identity that he could be proud of. He rejected my offer, as well, and look what happened to him! I beat him and now he’s God knows where, living in obscurity.
Crowd: Booooo!
Core points at Dean Wolf.
Bernard Core: The both of you should have followed HIS example. This man was headed straight to the grave when I found him in some lowly Tex-Mex bar in Corpus Christi. I offered him a way out of his life of drugs and alcohol and look at him now. He holds the second most important position in all of The Core Institute as my Dean of Discipline. He’s cultured. He’s presentable. He’s an upstanding citizen of this nation! And of course, I compensate him very well for his services. He doesn’t live in his mother-in-law’s basement working at CVS on the side just to get by. He has the type of security in his life that you could only dream of.
Wolf doesn’t react to any of this. He just stares straight ahead.
Bernard Core: But you chose the path that you chose. You didn’t learn from history, and now you are doomed to repeat it next week at Best of the Best, when I embarrass you in front of the entire world and become the Champion of the Sixth Dimension!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Cliff of Doom takes a step forward and puts the mic up to his mouth.
Cliff of Doom: That was pretty clever with the whole “history repeating itself thing,” but I don’t think it’s gonna hold up. I know my history pretty well, and I clearly remember the end of our first match. You Uniplexed me and had my in a pin attempt. I grabbed the rope to break the ref’s count but before he could see anything, Dean Wolf smacked my hand off of it.
Still no reaction from Dean Wolf.
Cliff of Doom: Well, when I shook Dean Wolf’s hand at the end of our match, I looked into his eyes and I could see a change in him. When you met him at the top of the aisle, I saw the look he gave you before he headed out of the arena. You want to know what I think, Bernard? I think that despite the position you’ve given him in The Core Institute, despite giving him the opportunity to “bask” in your glory, and despite the money you’re paying him, he’s finally seen through your bullshit. I think he’s tired of doing your bidding. I think he’s tired of you trying to talk for him all the time. I think he’s tired of dealing with you. Simply put, I think he doesn’t RESPECTS you anymore.
Some people in the crowd cheer.
Cliff of Doom: And if he doesn’t respect you anymore, then I can’t see him being too eager to help you next week when you and I square off in this ring.
Core sneers at Cliff for a few seconds and become indignant. He points towards Wolf.
Bernard Core: You think I need HIM to beat you?! I didn’t need him then and I won’t need him next week!
Wolf shoots a look of confusion and anger at Core. He walks up to James Eastwood and steals his microphone.
Bernard Core: All I need next wee---
Dean Wolf: Hold on one second!
The crowd cheers Dean Wolf’s assertiveness.
Dean Wolf: Did I just hear you right? Did you just say that you didn’t need me to beat him, because if I remember right, you were begging for me to help you that entire match!
Core looks at Wolf enraged.
Bernard Core: Wolf, get back in your corner!
Crowd: Oooooooo.
Wolf is perplexed. He takes a step towards Core.
Dean Wolf: Who do you think you’re talking to like that?
Bernard Core: I’m talking to YOU like that! I’m talking to the man that is responsible for my only loss in this tournament! I’m talking to the man whose one job was to beat Cliff of Doom, and even with TWO TRIES you failed! I’m talking to the man who failed to protect me from embarrassment at XIII last year when Ursula Mustache put her disease-ridden crotch all over my face! That’s the man I’m talking to, so once again, as your HEADMASTER, I am ordering YOU to GET BACK IN YOUR CORNER!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Dean Wolf sneers. You can tell he wants to deck Core but he simply brings the mic up to his mouth.
Dean Wolf: You know what?
He pauses
Dean Wolf: If you think you can beat him yourself, good fuckin’ luck.
He drops the mic, leaves the ring, and heads up Core’s ramp. The crowd cheers.
Bernard Core: Where are you going?! So this is the way it’s going to be?! Fine! I don’t need you! I can win the Sixth Dimension Championship all by myself!
Wolf doesn’t look back as he heads through the curtain. Core sneers and then turns around to see Cliff smirking.
Bernard Core: What are you smiling at? You did this! You’ve been trying to turn him against me since the beginning! You’ve be---
Cliff of Doom: Forget about him! He’s not the one you need to be worried about. The one you need to worry about IS ME!
The crowd cheers.
Cliff of Doom: You see, you’ve made it a hobby out of criticizing all the people that have ever come to see you wrestle. You criticize the way they live, you criticize the way they work, you criticize the way they raise their kids, but there’s one big difference between all these people in the arena tonight and you. These people live honestly.
The crowd cheers.
Cliff of Doom: These people don’t take shortcuts.
The crowd cheers. Core sneers.
Cliff of Doom: These people work hard every day to get what they need. But you, Mr. Self-Righteous, you take more shortcuts than anybody I have ever seen. You lie. You cheat. You steal. You connive. You bribe. You blackmail. You use people, all to get ahead. You’ve never done anything honestly in your life. All you know is how to take shortcuts. And the way I see it, your latest shortcut just walked out on you. And I bet right now, in the back of your mind, you’re thinking, how am I gonna beat Cliff of Doom next week? What shortcut can I employ to become the Sixth Dimension Champion? And I’m telling you right now that there is no shortcut that is going to stop me from beating you at Best of the Best.
The crowd cheers. Core starts to sweat.
Cliff of Doom: I-don’t-give-up!
The crowd cheers.
Cliff of Doom: If you haven’t learned this by now, then maybe you should think back to the history of MY life. The history that you like to laugh at. The history that you like to mock. I’ve been fired. I’ve been humbled. I’ve been beaten. I’ve been battered. I’ve been bruised by you, by Wolf, by everybody in this tournament. And despite everything that happens to me, I get back on my feet and I live to fight another day. Nothing you do in or outside this ring can stop me from becoming the Sixth Dimension Champion. Nothing you do can stop me from achieving all of my dreams. Nothing you do can stop me from fighting for all the things that I’ve been fighting for these past two months. If you haven’t realized all these things about me by now, well, Mr. Intellectual...you just may be the dumbest man on the face of the Earth.
He drops the mic and walks out of the ring to huge cheers from the crowd. “No Leaf Clover” plays. Cliff walks up his aisle. Core’s contemptuous gaze follows Cliff the entire way.
James Eastwood: One week from tonight, September 8 at 8:00 PM, only on the WCF Network, the Sixth Dimension presents Best of the Best! Don’t miss it! For Troy Miller, I’m James Eastwood! Goodnight, and see you next week for BEST OF THE BEST!!!
We get one more shot of Core and Cliff’s faces as the show fades to black.
