Warrior: Feel the real power, Hogan!
Hogan: I...I thought you were dead!
Warrior: Who holds the absolute power now, Hollywood Hogan? You need to open your eyes and ears, take control of the limited ability you have to understand the words I am about to say...
...History tells us, Hogan, that a man's legacy is built from the premise that within his life, the moments lived, once lived, become a piece of his history. Somehow, you have conveniently, even eloquently, misplaced pieces of your history. In the one time, epical battle between us, Hogan, you were the quintessential influence of what was good, great, and heroic. But different than you may remember -- and albeit you may have beaten myths, legends, giants, and other great men -- you NEVER beat a warrior.
As the victor of that one time battle, I defeated what was, until then, undefeatable. I conquered what was then unconquerable. I dominated what was, until then, indomitable. On that day, you were great... I WAS ULTIMATE!
NOW...the virtue of justice unties my hands so that I can continue to fulfill a destiny set in motion on that memorable day years ago. A destiny at the next level. A destiny beckoning the next superhero. There really is no sadder sight than when a grown man fears the challenges in his life so much that he rationalizes adolescent behavior to the point where he carries out heinous and self-indulgent actions. Your evilness, an evilness you embody and portray, is intolerable. I am the one that has the power to destroy you. In sorts, Hogan, the truth is inexhaustible. I come here, not to beat you up tonight, Hogan. Beating you means nothing anymore -- everybody already has.
Because you felt guilty for being who you were, your mind became weak, and Hulkamania became boring. I come here, Hogan, to tell you -- NEXT WEEK -- I intend to launch a revolution not even you can control. I ask you to find the courage -- check it out. Next week. Same Warrior time. Same Warrior place. Same Warrior channel.
