Post by Michael Jennings on Jun 24, 2013 1:47:22 GMT -4
06/23/2013
San Diego, California
Afternoon…
It’s a beautiful day in San Diego especially near San Diego Bay. The air is cool and there isn’t a cloud to be seen anywhere in the sky. Right on the edge of the bay just off of North Harbor Drive is Anthony’s Fish Grotto which is the location of a meeting taking place between Michael Jennings and a mystery man over some sort of a business deal that he’s arranged. Both men are in suits as they talk about their business proposal over lunch. The meeting thus far has gone very well and both parties seem satisfied with what they have heard. After listening to what the man has to say Michael nods his head with agreement before responding to what he has just heard.
Jennings: I like where this is going already.
Man: Me too.
Jennings: So do we have a deal?
Michael sticks his hand out to shake the man’s hand and the man accepts the handshake.
Man: We do have a deal.
Michael sits back in his chair and smiles at the man.
Jennings: Excellent. Pleasure doing business with you. Now let’s finish up lunch and talk some more business.
Man: Yes, let’s do that. We have a lot to talk about.
They continue eating lunch as the scene slowly fades to black.
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06/24/2013
Morning…
Inside of the San Diego MMA Club, which is owned by married former APW stars Kate Horton and Charles Scripps, Michael Jennings is standing in the middle of a wrestling ring. He is all alone in the gym which is darkened except for the light shining above the ring. Michael is wearing black basketball shorts, athletic running shoes, and a white t-shirt that says Hamilton Sports Management on it. He smiles briefly at the camera as he begins to address the audience.
Jennings: My head has been flooded by an ocean of memories…
He stops to smile again briefly before he continues.
Jennings: The moment I stepped into this ring memories began pouring into my head. Memories of the past…my wrestling past. This is the place where I’ve spent a majority of my adult life when I’m not at my house. This IS my life. I live and breathe this business like no one else. This business is my life which is why I decided to shoot this promo in MY world. My world is inside of this wrestling ring and I rule it with an iron fist of hate. However I’m a man living in two worlds. When I’m not in this ring I’m in my other world…
My life outside of wrestling.
That is a whole other world than my life as a wrestler. It’s almost like being on another planet, actually. The main reason for that is when I’m not wrestling I rarely have to deal with the scum of the Earth that make up the fan base of this industry. You people watching at home MAKE ME SICK! You’re nothing more than the lowest form of life on this planet. All of you should be ashamed of yourselves for wasting your time watching wrestling programming because the fact that you cheer wrestlers like The League shows that you all should have been aborted before you came into existence. All of you wrestling fans fail at life which why all of you idiotic fans even bother to come to the shows.
You all having nothing better to do in your sad, pathetic lives than come to the shows and cheer for wrestlers who are scummier than you are. The wrestlers that you cheer for, the “heroes” so to speak, are guys who sneak attack their opposition. They are wrestlers who come from families with a lot of money and are the same people who are running the corporations that fired all of you from your jobs. These are wrestlers who regularly cheat on their wives while on the road and cheat during their matches. However you fans still cheer for them and the referees and officials in this industry continue to let them get away with murder while fine, upstanding wrestlers like myself get booed out of the building and for what? Telling the truth? For seeing the world and this industry as you all should truly be seeing it.
This is a world where criminals are treated like heroes and heroes are treated like criminals. This is a world where people would prefer to be followers and mindless sheep than leaders. This is a world where the illogical is considered to be logical. Where common sense and good taste has been bred out of humans. When I go to wrestling shows all over the world I wish I was in my other world where things make sense. Where I can leave my face with a smile on my face because I know I won’t have to deal with fat, out of shape, inner city sweat hogs wearing APW t-shirts coming up to me and asking for autographs or make stupid comments to me about things that happen on the shows or on Twitter. These are the same idiots who make stupid trolling comments on APW’s Youtube and Tout channel videos because they have nothing better to do with their sad, pathetic lives than make themselves look like bigger idiots than I thought they were.
These people are also the same lemmings who have already headed to the cliff to jump off of it. I know this for a fact because these same mindless fans that I am referring to are the ones that are wearing League t-shirts every week at the shows. That showed me that there’s literally no hope for the wrestling fans or the human race in general. That fact was proven to me last week when Jenny Knite interfered in my match and you people cheered for her…
And yes Evan, that was complaining. What happened on Twitter with the zombie thing wasn’t complaining but then again you don’t know how to read so you wouldn’t realize that anyway. Besides you and your little crew failed the moment you said that considering you all gave yourselves away every time I brought it up but it’s honestly too stupid to talk about. Stupid like this pointless match and these idiotic, sub-human fans watching this at home but that’s another story for another time. This is about last week when the fans cheered for Knite. She hits me in the head, costs me my match, and then gets cheered whereas I’m booed out of the building for kicking both her ass and the Emerald Assassin’s ass. Shows just how sheepish and fickle the wrestling fans are. In fact they’re kind of like Evan Envi is.
This is a man who refers to himself as The Mega, Mega Star. This is a man who a few weeks ago was reviled by the entire APW fan base but now all of a sudden he’s the big hero. But I don’t think he’s a big hero at all. This is a man who bolted SCW for APW because he couldn’t hack it there. I’m sure Jason Christopher and Jonah Dean Harrison are both sitting at home wearing League t-shirts cheering for their father like trained circus seals every week. Let me make this very clear. I’m no Sam Parker, Evan. You and your little band of ass kissing misfits aren’t going to drive me out of APW like you did to him. I’m not some piece of shit scrub like him or Kevin Dahlia. I’m a bad ass motherfucker and everybody in this company knows what I do. I beat the shit out of people in the ring. You may be a fan favorite like you were when you first arrived in APW but I must beg to differ with this.
You struck your sister…YOUR SISTER on national television. You also tricked John Dionysis into getting into a No Disqualification match after backstabbing him and made him retire. Now let me ask all of you humanoids out there something. How can you cheer a man who’s done all of these things? A man who hit his own sister numerous times on national television and at the same time never talks about his own children? YOUR children are cheering for him on a weekly basis. How does that make you feel as parents? All Envi talks about is golfing, Hawaii, and surfing. He doesn’t care about this match or any of you. Do you all actually think that this man is your hero?
If you do then you might need a psychiatric evaluation or be given an IQ test because if you still think he’s a good guy. You people make me sick just like The League makes me sick and this entire organization makes me sick. This is a place where the shows are run by President Jeff who basically has let Overdrive become The League’s own personal Lifetime Network talk show because they basically took over the show last week and bored the shit out of everybody by talking and talking and talking some more wasting valuable airtime with their nonsense. Then there’s Alexander Duvall who’s basically a puppet for President Jeff. Sienna Harrison has logic at times but the fact she’s clouded by her family ties to Tyler and Evan Harrison is her undoing. I didn’t ask for them to be brought into my business. In fact I could care less about them but the fact is they’re too influence by Envi and that’s their biggest weakness. But at least there’s a man like Stefan Raab in charge of Asylum. He’s a man with integrity and respect. However I’m stuck over on Overdrive fighting for some piece of crap belt that I don’t even want because I’d rather have my mind on other things…
My other world.
My other world where I can sit back and relax before going to the beach any time I want because it’s only a ten to fifteen minute drive from my house. My other world that I go to when I’m out of this ring and not in the ring taking on the trash that makes up the majority of the wrestlers in this industry. That is why I like to get away from that world when I’m not at the shows. That’s why I like to go relax when I’m out of the ring. I live in Pacific Palisades so I’m near Santa Monica State Beach, Malibu, Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Venice, Marina Del Rey, and Topanga so basically any place in West Los Angeles. That’s a luxury I can afford.
Instead of dealing with the trailer trash at wrestling shows both backstage and in the crowd at wrestling events I can hang out with the beautiful people here in California. When I’m away from this ring I have a good time. That is why I’m out here in San Diego instead of wrestling at some indy show or making some personal appearances to sign autographs to the lower life forms that make up the APW fan base. These people are nothing more than sad, pathetic human beings who cheer for common criminals. That is why I stay in California as much as possible. Because whenever I go to the gym to train for my matches I can just go right back outside…
Michael walks over to the ropes before climbing out of the ring. The camera follows him as he walks to the door of the gym. He walks over to it and pushes it open to walk outside. Once outside it’s revealed that the gym is in a beautiful, scene area of San Diego near the Gaslamp Quarter in the downtown area. The ocean can be seen only a few blocks away in the background past the palm trees in the grassy area at the end of the parking lot. He motions toward the ocean with a big grin on his face as he continues to speak.
Jennings: And end up right back in my other world where I’m living the dream. This is where I’m happy. This is where I’m in a peaceful state of mind. This is where I am in great weather almost every day of the year, where I see women in bikinis all day every day, where I run into my celebrity friends at random, and where I get to not be hounded by the media, fans, and wrestlers that make me be ashamed to be a part of this industry. Performing in front of you people is like being a guest on the Jerry Springer Show on a weekly basis. In fact it’s made me sick to the point where I’ve grown to despise APW and its fans even more since I’ve returned back to this company. That’s why I must beat Evan Envi. That’s why I must show all of you fans what this company should be like.
President Jeff has allowed the inmates to run the asylum so to speak and no I don’t mean the Asylum brand either since a fine upstanding citizen like Stefan Raab is running it now. Jeff has given The League his blessing which makes me sick to my stomach. That’s why I despise the League, APW, and what they represent. They give the fans the illusion of hope. Hope that will soon lead them to despair because without hope there can be no despair. Despair is what the fans will find soon. Not from me beating their heroes. Not from anything that Stefan Raab does on Asylum when he takes charge. Not from any of the hate spouted by Jerry Matthews or anything said by The Unforgiven. In fact that entire four man team on Meltdown gets my stamp of approval for being guys who have the balls to tell it like is but that’s not the point. The point is that this company has been taken over by the inmates which is why there’s been so much conflict around here. Your heroes are the reason for all of this. Your Tin Gods who come on the air pandering to you fans like the liars and manipulators they are. They are like the propaganda wing of the Nazi Germany government. In fact I’ll go as far as to say that is the most accurate description of what is going on with The League as it relates to the management around here specifically President Jeff and Sienna Harrison who are puppets of them.
That’s why I’m starting to prefer my time away from the ring.
That’s why I’m starting to prefer my time in my other world.
Just thinking about this brings a smile to his face. His demeanor, mannerisms, and facial expression give the impression that he is in a state of serenity when thinking about this subject.
Jennings: My world outside of the ring, my world outside of this business. My world away from each and every one of you. A world where I don’t have to listen to Evan Envi run his mouth.
At this point the peaceful tone in his voice disappears and his tone becomes one filled with hate as he snarls at the camera.
Jennings: You talk like you know who I am…
He stops to briefly chuckle and shake his head before continuing.
Jennings: That shows just how sad and pathetic you truly are. You say that you ignore me because you can ignore me? Yeah, and you have your buddies do your talking for you because you have no balls. Knite cut them off and is carrying them around in her purse right now. Then you go up playing your own inflated ‘ego’ like the good guy you are. You’re a guy that the people can trust and cheer for. Well the people are stupid and so are you. You’re above me only because you have President Jeff in your back pocket. You’re nothing but a glorified yes man who will tell him everything he wants to hear. Havok asked for his blessing for the League and he gave it. That nullifies everything that you’ve said.
I like how you say all I care about is attention when you want it EVERY SINGLE WEEK! Look at this past week’s Overdrive. You and the rest of the League was all over the show wasting air time for nothing but attention because you’re all attention whores. I could care less about attention. Attention is for weak little diva primadonnas like yourself. I hate people but most of all I hate hypocrites like yourself who rag on people for doing something that they do on a weekly basis themselves. Then you go on a big long winded ego stroking session. You talk about making previews. Fuck that shit. That shit started the cycle of this company going straight down the toilet. You’re a FAKE revolutionary. One who had to suck the boss’ dick in order to get it done. By comparison I flipped the boss off.
So who’s the rebel again?
Not you. You’re nothing but an ass kisser who will say and do anything to get attention. You’re everything you said I was and then some. That is why all of your incoherent rambling about me is really you talking about yourself.
He points to himself.
Jennings: I know who I am. I’m the guy who sees you for what you truly are.
You are the biggest hypocrite in this company. All you care about is yourself and this Sunday I am going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget. You have zero humility. You ignore your own children. You are not the hero you make yourself out to be to these fickle fans.
Evan, you are nothing but a phony. You are nothing but scum and after this Sunday I’ll flush you down the toilet to be in the sewer where you belong…
Michael walks off screen as the scene fades out.
San Diego, California
Afternoon…
It’s a beautiful day in San Diego especially near San Diego Bay. The air is cool and there isn’t a cloud to be seen anywhere in the sky. Right on the edge of the bay just off of North Harbor Drive is Anthony’s Fish Grotto which is the location of a meeting taking place between Michael Jennings and a mystery man over some sort of a business deal that he’s arranged. Both men are in suits as they talk about their business proposal over lunch. The meeting thus far has gone very well and both parties seem satisfied with what they have heard. After listening to what the man has to say Michael nods his head with agreement before responding to what he has just heard.
Jennings: I like where this is going already.
Man: Me too.
Jennings: So do we have a deal?
Michael sticks his hand out to shake the man’s hand and the man accepts the handshake.
Man: We do have a deal.
Michael sits back in his chair and smiles at the man.
Jennings: Excellent. Pleasure doing business with you. Now let’s finish up lunch and talk some more business.
Man: Yes, let’s do that. We have a lot to talk about.
They continue eating lunch as the scene slowly fades to black.
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06/24/2013
Morning…
Inside of the San Diego MMA Club, which is owned by married former APW stars Kate Horton and Charles Scripps, Michael Jennings is standing in the middle of a wrestling ring. He is all alone in the gym which is darkened except for the light shining above the ring. Michael is wearing black basketball shorts, athletic running shoes, and a white t-shirt that says Hamilton Sports Management on it. He smiles briefly at the camera as he begins to address the audience.
Jennings: My head has been flooded by an ocean of memories…
He stops to smile again briefly before he continues.
Jennings: The moment I stepped into this ring memories began pouring into my head. Memories of the past…my wrestling past. This is the place where I’ve spent a majority of my adult life when I’m not at my house. This IS my life. I live and breathe this business like no one else. This business is my life which is why I decided to shoot this promo in MY world. My world is inside of this wrestling ring and I rule it with an iron fist of hate. However I’m a man living in two worlds. When I’m not in this ring I’m in my other world…
My life outside of wrestling.
That is a whole other world than my life as a wrestler. It’s almost like being on another planet, actually. The main reason for that is when I’m not wrestling I rarely have to deal with the scum of the Earth that make up the fan base of this industry. You people watching at home MAKE ME SICK! You’re nothing more than the lowest form of life on this planet. All of you should be ashamed of yourselves for wasting your time watching wrestling programming because the fact that you cheer wrestlers like The League shows that you all should have been aborted before you came into existence. All of you wrestling fans fail at life which why all of you idiotic fans even bother to come to the shows.
You all having nothing better to do in your sad, pathetic lives than come to the shows and cheer for wrestlers who are scummier than you are. The wrestlers that you cheer for, the “heroes” so to speak, are guys who sneak attack their opposition. They are wrestlers who come from families with a lot of money and are the same people who are running the corporations that fired all of you from your jobs. These are wrestlers who regularly cheat on their wives while on the road and cheat during their matches. However you fans still cheer for them and the referees and officials in this industry continue to let them get away with murder while fine, upstanding wrestlers like myself get booed out of the building and for what? Telling the truth? For seeing the world and this industry as you all should truly be seeing it.
This is a world where criminals are treated like heroes and heroes are treated like criminals. This is a world where people would prefer to be followers and mindless sheep than leaders. This is a world where the illogical is considered to be logical. Where common sense and good taste has been bred out of humans. When I go to wrestling shows all over the world I wish I was in my other world where things make sense. Where I can leave my face with a smile on my face because I know I won’t have to deal with fat, out of shape, inner city sweat hogs wearing APW t-shirts coming up to me and asking for autographs or make stupid comments to me about things that happen on the shows or on Twitter. These are the same idiots who make stupid trolling comments on APW’s Youtube and Tout channel videos because they have nothing better to do with their sad, pathetic lives than make themselves look like bigger idiots than I thought they were.
These people are also the same lemmings who have already headed to the cliff to jump off of it. I know this for a fact because these same mindless fans that I am referring to are the ones that are wearing League t-shirts every week at the shows. That showed me that there’s literally no hope for the wrestling fans or the human race in general. That fact was proven to me last week when Jenny Knite interfered in my match and you people cheered for her…
And yes Evan, that was complaining. What happened on Twitter with the zombie thing wasn’t complaining but then again you don’t know how to read so you wouldn’t realize that anyway. Besides you and your little crew failed the moment you said that considering you all gave yourselves away every time I brought it up but it’s honestly too stupid to talk about. Stupid like this pointless match and these idiotic, sub-human fans watching this at home but that’s another story for another time. This is about last week when the fans cheered for Knite. She hits me in the head, costs me my match, and then gets cheered whereas I’m booed out of the building for kicking both her ass and the Emerald Assassin’s ass. Shows just how sheepish and fickle the wrestling fans are. In fact they’re kind of like Evan Envi is.
This is a man who refers to himself as The Mega, Mega Star. This is a man who a few weeks ago was reviled by the entire APW fan base but now all of a sudden he’s the big hero. But I don’t think he’s a big hero at all. This is a man who bolted SCW for APW because he couldn’t hack it there. I’m sure Jason Christopher and Jonah Dean Harrison are both sitting at home wearing League t-shirts cheering for their father like trained circus seals every week. Let me make this very clear. I’m no Sam Parker, Evan. You and your little band of ass kissing misfits aren’t going to drive me out of APW like you did to him. I’m not some piece of shit scrub like him or Kevin Dahlia. I’m a bad ass motherfucker and everybody in this company knows what I do. I beat the shit out of people in the ring. You may be a fan favorite like you were when you first arrived in APW but I must beg to differ with this.
You struck your sister…YOUR SISTER on national television. You also tricked John Dionysis into getting into a No Disqualification match after backstabbing him and made him retire. Now let me ask all of you humanoids out there something. How can you cheer a man who’s done all of these things? A man who hit his own sister numerous times on national television and at the same time never talks about his own children? YOUR children are cheering for him on a weekly basis. How does that make you feel as parents? All Envi talks about is golfing, Hawaii, and surfing. He doesn’t care about this match or any of you. Do you all actually think that this man is your hero?
If you do then you might need a psychiatric evaluation or be given an IQ test because if you still think he’s a good guy. You people make me sick just like The League makes me sick and this entire organization makes me sick. This is a place where the shows are run by President Jeff who basically has let Overdrive become The League’s own personal Lifetime Network talk show because they basically took over the show last week and bored the shit out of everybody by talking and talking and talking some more wasting valuable airtime with their nonsense. Then there’s Alexander Duvall who’s basically a puppet for President Jeff. Sienna Harrison has logic at times but the fact she’s clouded by her family ties to Tyler and Evan Harrison is her undoing. I didn’t ask for them to be brought into my business. In fact I could care less about them but the fact is they’re too influence by Envi and that’s their biggest weakness. But at least there’s a man like Stefan Raab in charge of Asylum. He’s a man with integrity and respect. However I’m stuck over on Overdrive fighting for some piece of crap belt that I don’t even want because I’d rather have my mind on other things…
My other world.
My other world where I can sit back and relax before going to the beach any time I want because it’s only a ten to fifteen minute drive from my house. My other world that I go to when I’m out of this ring and not in the ring taking on the trash that makes up the majority of the wrestlers in this industry. That is why I like to get away from that world when I’m not at the shows. That’s why I like to go relax when I’m out of the ring. I live in Pacific Palisades so I’m near Santa Monica State Beach, Malibu, Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Venice, Marina Del Rey, and Topanga so basically any place in West Los Angeles. That’s a luxury I can afford.
Instead of dealing with the trailer trash at wrestling shows both backstage and in the crowd at wrestling events I can hang out with the beautiful people here in California. When I’m away from this ring I have a good time. That is why I’m out here in San Diego instead of wrestling at some indy show or making some personal appearances to sign autographs to the lower life forms that make up the APW fan base. These people are nothing more than sad, pathetic human beings who cheer for common criminals. That is why I stay in California as much as possible. Because whenever I go to the gym to train for my matches I can just go right back outside…
Michael walks over to the ropes before climbing out of the ring. The camera follows him as he walks to the door of the gym. He walks over to it and pushes it open to walk outside. Once outside it’s revealed that the gym is in a beautiful, scene area of San Diego near the Gaslamp Quarter in the downtown area. The ocean can be seen only a few blocks away in the background past the palm trees in the grassy area at the end of the parking lot. He motions toward the ocean with a big grin on his face as he continues to speak.
Jennings: And end up right back in my other world where I’m living the dream. This is where I’m happy. This is where I’m in a peaceful state of mind. This is where I am in great weather almost every day of the year, where I see women in bikinis all day every day, where I run into my celebrity friends at random, and where I get to not be hounded by the media, fans, and wrestlers that make me be ashamed to be a part of this industry. Performing in front of you people is like being a guest on the Jerry Springer Show on a weekly basis. In fact it’s made me sick to the point where I’ve grown to despise APW and its fans even more since I’ve returned back to this company. That’s why I must beat Evan Envi. That’s why I must show all of you fans what this company should be like.
President Jeff has allowed the inmates to run the asylum so to speak and no I don’t mean the Asylum brand either since a fine upstanding citizen like Stefan Raab is running it now. Jeff has given The League his blessing which makes me sick to my stomach. That’s why I despise the League, APW, and what they represent. They give the fans the illusion of hope. Hope that will soon lead them to despair because without hope there can be no despair. Despair is what the fans will find soon. Not from me beating their heroes. Not from anything that Stefan Raab does on Asylum when he takes charge. Not from any of the hate spouted by Jerry Matthews or anything said by The Unforgiven. In fact that entire four man team on Meltdown gets my stamp of approval for being guys who have the balls to tell it like is but that’s not the point. The point is that this company has been taken over by the inmates which is why there’s been so much conflict around here. Your heroes are the reason for all of this. Your Tin Gods who come on the air pandering to you fans like the liars and manipulators they are. They are like the propaganda wing of the Nazi Germany government. In fact I’ll go as far as to say that is the most accurate description of what is going on with The League as it relates to the management around here specifically President Jeff and Sienna Harrison who are puppets of them.
That’s why I’m starting to prefer my time away from the ring.
That’s why I’m starting to prefer my time in my other world.
Just thinking about this brings a smile to his face. His demeanor, mannerisms, and facial expression give the impression that he is in a state of serenity when thinking about this subject.
Jennings: My world outside of the ring, my world outside of this business. My world away from each and every one of you. A world where I don’t have to listen to Evan Envi run his mouth.
At this point the peaceful tone in his voice disappears and his tone becomes one filled with hate as he snarls at the camera.
Jennings: You talk like you know who I am…
He stops to briefly chuckle and shake his head before continuing.
Jennings: That shows just how sad and pathetic you truly are. You say that you ignore me because you can ignore me? Yeah, and you have your buddies do your talking for you because you have no balls. Knite cut them off and is carrying them around in her purse right now. Then you go up playing your own inflated ‘ego’ like the good guy you are. You’re a guy that the people can trust and cheer for. Well the people are stupid and so are you. You’re above me only because you have President Jeff in your back pocket. You’re nothing but a glorified yes man who will tell him everything he wants to hear. Havok asked for his blessing for the League and he gave it. That nullifies everything that you’ve said.
I like how you say all I care about is attention when you want it EVERY SINGLE WEEK! Look at this past week’s Overdrive. You and the rest of the League was all over the show wasting air time for nothing but attention because you’re all attention whores. I could care less about attention. Attention is for weak little diva primadonnas like yourself. I hate people but most of all I hate hypocrites like yourself who rag on people for doing something that they do on a weekly basis themselves. Then you go on a big long winded ego stroking session. You talk about making previews. Fuck that shit. That shit started the cycle of this company going straight down the toilet. You’re a FAKE revolutionary. One who had to suck the boss’ dick in order to get it done. By comparison I flipped the boss off.
So who’s the rebel again?
Not you. You’re nothing but an ass kisser who will say and do anything to get attention. You’re everything you said I was and then some. That is why all of your incoherent rambling about me is really you talking about yourself.
He points to himself.
Jennings: I know who I am. I’m the guy who sees you for what you truly are.
You are the biggest hypocrite in this company. All you care about is yourself and this Sunday I am going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget. You have zero humility. You ignore your own children. You are not the hero you make yourself out to be to these fickle fans.
Evan, you are nothing but a phony. You are nothing but scum and after this Sunday I’ll flush you down the toilet to be in the sewer where you belong…
Michael walks off screen as the scene fades out.
