Camera cuts backstage in locker room of the 9th Wonder of the World, Chyna where she can be seen sitting and gazing at the camera.

Chyna
Vince, last week you tried to screw me out of the Royal Rumble match and from becoming the first woman to climb to the top and hold the WWF Championship. But as you soon found out, I'm someone that you're not supposed to mess with. From what I've heard, you're still busy applying ice packs to your non existent balls.

Chyna snorts at her own joke as the audience can be heard laughing at it.

Chyna
You tried to placate me with WWF Women's Championship which is a barbie belt meant for other barbie dolls in this company that try to masquerade as wrestlers. As actual competitors. Not gonna work on me. I'm here to compete with the big boys and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. Tonight, you want me to face your cronies Briscoe and Patterson...well I certainly have no problems with giving the two of them a taste of Chyna Downstairs, a Pedigree, a Powerbomb if that's what it's going to take to climb to the top. Briscoe and Patterson, brown nosing Vince has made you come so far but the journey ends tonight as you find yourselves at the receiving end of my wrath!

With that camera fades as Chyna's laugh can be heard.