"Why are you doing this to me? I don't even know you....."

"You want to know why? Want to know why I decided to ruin your life? One, you claim to be the Devil. To be Satan.... Lucifer Morningstar himself! But you aren't Satan. You're just some spoiled, selfish Long Island failson who still gets triggered whenever you see a quarter on the floor! You aren't even a competent villain! Jericho kicked your ass, Wardlow kicked your ass, Punk kicked your ass... sure you beat Bryan Danielson but newsflash Maxy, EVERYONE HAS BEATEN BRYAN DANIELSON!!!! He's the town bicycle, just like his slut of a wife! But you want to really know why I destroyed your life? Made you think Adam Cole was playing you? Made you hit him and his wife with your car by framing him as the man under the mask? And by the way Max? Welcome to the murder club! Britt was pregnant when you hit her with your sports car! And... drum roll please! They had to cut out her uterus so that dead baby you killed is going to be the only child that twat will ever have!"

"Oh my god Tony....."

"I've seen all sorts of... I... what kind of monster is this man Excalibur? What kind of...."

"This is a man who beat his own son Tony... There's a reason Avery wasn't.... this is why Tony refused to bring Avery Good into AEW. He's a monster..."

"But you know why I ruined your life Maxy? Why I made you run over a cripple and kill his unborn child and make sure his woman can never have a child ever again? Because Tony Khan made you his star. The central pillar that holds up his glorified indie mudshow farce of a wrestling company. It was never Cody Maxy. Nor Punk. Or the Elite. Or even Moxley or Jericho or Christian Cage or Sting. It was you. You are the polestar, the shining light to which all things depend upon, on which the fate of the entire AEW depends up! By destroying you, I destroy AEW. And as that impotent cokehead stands on his empire of ashes, he will learn that Avery Good. WILL. NOT. BE. IGNORED!