Conrad Thompson: "Welcome to Something to Wrestle With.
So about John Cena's upcoming execution."
Bruce Prichard: "Well, Conrad, I'd say justice is finally being served.
That Cena boy always seemed to think he was above the law.
But now, he'll face the ultimate reality check, Conrad."


Conrad: "Bruce, this is serious.
Cena is going to be executed in a spectacle like a carnival attraction."
Bruce: "Oh, come on, Conrad, don't be such a softhearted soul.
It's just a little electric chair.
And let's face it, Cena has been shocking and frying people for years!
Now, it's his turn to experience the heat!"


Conrad: "Bruce, I don't find this funny.
This isn't some circus.
This is a man's life on the line."
Bruce: "Well, Conrad, everyone gets their turn in the ring, so to speak.
And it seems Cena's final match will be a real electrifying affair."


Conrad: "I just wish it didn't have to come to this. Maybe there was another way."
Bruce: "Conrad, the man committed murder and escaped from prison.
He deserves what he's getting.
Now, let's not dwell on the negatives.
This is a day for celebration!
Finally, the Cenation will be truly over!"


Conrad: "I can't celebrate this, Bruce.
I can't celebrate someone's death.
No matter what they may or may not have done."
Bruce: "Alright, alright, Conrad.
You have your opinion, I have mine.
The world will be a less annoying place without John Cena in it.
And that, my friend, is something worth raising a glass to."


Bob Caudle: "Welcome to the Legends Only League wrestling fans.
Today, we have a certified G gracing us with his presence.
It's none other than the one and only, Enzo Amore!"
Enzo Amore: "Always certified, Bob. Always.
Bob I'm also da "Realest in the Room!"
Caudle: "Zoe, Sting thinks you are the Mohawk Valley Prowler."


Enzo: "The Prowler? Bob, that's like saying a gazelle is a lion.
I'm smooth, I'm stylish, I'm the microphone maestro.
That Prowler guy's all shadows and sneak attacks and kidnapping.
I wouldn't know darkness if it smacked me with a steel chair."


Caudle: "But Zoe... Sting, the Icon himself, seems convinced it's you."
Enzo: "Bob, with all due respect to the Stinger...
He's been in biz a little too long.
Da man be painting his face like a black and white TV.
What does he know about being a certified G?"


Caudle: "Well, he does know a thing or two about wrestling, Zoe.
And he seems pretty determined to expose the Prowler.
Do you want prove your innocence?"
Enzo: "Bob, let's just say this:
if the Icon wants me to show him it ain't me.
Cuz I will. I gots proof.
Way back when Nikki was kidnapped.
I wuz at hooters.
And when Sunny wuz shot.
I wuz at Hooters.
You wanna goto Hooters sting?
I gots an alibis cuz dere i ate da hottest wings!
You'll see the surveillance footage of me eatin!
- Sting those wings were so hot.
Sting if you try dose wings.
They will melt ya face paint right off dawg!"


Caudle: "Well we got to see some evidence.
In any event wrestling fans.
I respect Sting.
Buuut I don't think Zoe is capable or murder."