The scene opens up not long after Distortion has ended, in the front of the Holiday Inn hotel in Houston where Dorito is storming out the front doors, still wearing his tights as he carries his bag of luggage and a backpack slung over his shoulder, just over the towel hanging around his neck. Alicia follows him out, chasing after him with nothing in her hands.

Alicia: Dorito! Stop right here!

Dorito: No! TAXI!!

Dorito, standing at the curb as he extends his hand out while looking into the traffic. Alicia grabs him and turns him around to look at each other.

Alicia: What on earth do you think you're doing?

Dorito: I'm going home. It was your idea in the first place to get back into wrestling. You talked me into it. And already things are going back to the way they were.

Alicia: So that's that? You're just gonna run away?

Dorito: Why should I stay? As long as Matt is even around, my life is going to be hell. At least in the wired...

Alicia: Screw the 'net! Dorito: Screw the net? Screw the net? Do you know what you're saying? The net...

Alicia: Shutup about the net! It's just for people who can't stand to live with themselves in the real world.

Dorito: Real world? You call this real?

Alicia: I can see it. I can feel it. I can touch it. It's real to me.

Dorito: It's not to me. You know what I see?

Alicia: What?

Dorito: Forget it. You wouldn't believe me anyways. TAXI!

Turning back as he calls out into the traffic, Alicia pulls him back to look at her.

Alicia: Why are you doing this? Why are you running away?

Dorito: Matt has ruined my life. Everything he does is to hurt me more and more and I've had it up to here!

Holding his hand above his head, Alicia just looks at him while he brings his arm back down.

Dorito: Sonic ruined my life. Sonic introduces me to Matt. Matt destroys my life. Matt kills my puppy. Matt burns down my home. Matt introduces you, my sister, and you screw me on beating Matt once and for all. Matt screws me in my one match with Missle for a shot at the world title. Sonic superkicks me in the face to once again screw me for a shot at the world title. Then Sonic screws me out of the world title over and over again, and Matt takes it. I hate him. I haaate Sonic. Then I kill my brother. I killed him Alicia.

Alicia: I know.

Dorito: It was an accident, but still I had enough of him. He cost me my tag team title. I go to jail for six months and come back only to get screwed by Matt once again. But then I screw him and put him six feet in the ground where he belongs.

Alicia: You saved me.

Dorito: But then he comes back and screws me once more, and then I get into the wired and everything is peaceful. I come here because of you, and look at what he does. Look at what she did. What Kylie did. The one I lll...the one I lllll...the person I first trained for wrestling with. And even then she had eyes for Sonic. I hate him. I hate Sonic and Matt. I HATE THEM! I HATE THEM!!

Alicia grabs his flailing hands, holding onto them as she looks in his eyes.

Alicia: D, you saved me from Matt. You saved me from the life Matt was having me live. You saved me from him.

Dorito: Sometimes I wish I had never been born. Matt never would have had that grudge with me and maybe you'd still be oblivious to being adopted. You wouldn't know you were my real sister and not living with your adopting parents in Toronto. Perhaps Matt wouldn't be this piece of s...

Alicia: But I'm glad you were born. You're my baby brother. Now let's go back inside and go to bed where you can calm down.

Dorito: No, forget that. I hate Matt. I took care of Sonic by accident. But taking care of Matt will be no accident. TAXI!

Calling out into the traffic as he turns around, Alicia pulls him back around.

Alicia: What do you think you're going to do?

Dorito: I'm going home to get my gun.

Alicia: GUN?!?! Who the hell gave you gun?! Why the hell do you have a gun?!

Dorito: Last week when we were in Michigan, I got one there.

Alicia: What the hell do you plan to do with it?

Dorito: Originally I got one just for the fun of having one, never to use it. But now I reckon that after I get it, I'm going to Seattle.

Alicia: Seattle? You can't! They'll put you back into penitiary, perhaps for life this time.

Dorito: Oh well. Knowing that Matt is no longer existing means peace to me.

Alicia: Will you think about what you're saying? You're acting like...

Dorito: Acting like what? A psycho? Haha, Matt isn't a human, the Radical is a pest. And killing pests is perfectly acceptable. I mean they dump pesticides and all sorts of chemicals onto vegetables on farms which kills off the nutrients pretty much as well with pests. People don't care as long as they don't think about it while eating that poisoned food.

Alicia: I can't believe I'm hearing this. You going to go home to get a gun to go shoot Matt?

Dorito: You got a better plan? You want me to just give in to him, don't you? Yes, that's what you want isn't it? All I've been hearing from you is Matt this, Matt that. Matt would do this, Matt would never do that, but here's something he wouldn't do.

Alicia: Because he's not that stupid.

Dorito slaps Alicia ruthlessly hard, and the tears start to fill in as she holds her face.

Dorito: I can't trust anyone. Everyone whom I get close to turns on me. Everyone despises me. Everyone haaates me. No matter what I do, I'm a joke to people. I was a joke to Ana, who only used me to get back at her husband, Bizkit. I'm just a puppet, used to make people laugh, and those people hate me. I should never have trusted Sonic. I should never have trusted Matt.

Alicia: But you can trust me! Brother, you can trust me.

Dorito: Why should I? Who is to say you won't just go and turn on me to go back to Matt?

She slaps him in the face, and he doesn't even bother doing anything about it.

Alicia: You're wrong! If I was going to turn on you, I would've done it tonight, in the ring. Strike all at once rather than over and over. But I'm not going back to Matt. Now that he has that, that, that tramp with him...

Dorito: She's not a tramp.

Alicia: Fine, a slut.

Dorito: She's not...

Alicia: Alright, a walking, talking, gangbang porno ready to happen at any second at any place.

Dorito: You don't know her.

Alicia: Don't you get it? YOU don't know her. She turned her back on you Dorito. She turned on you.

Dorito: No, she wouldn't do that. Kylie wouldn't do that. She and I have this, this...

Alicia: You have what?

Dorito: Umm, we trained for wrestling together with Sonic, that's it.

She looks at him suspiciously, as if he's hiding something, while a couple of seconds pass.

Alicia: Forget the gun, let's just go to Missle or Hitman to discuss it.

Dorito: No, I want Matt in the ring. I'll beat everything out of him. I hate Matt. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I HATE HIM! I want Matt in the ring next tuesday.

Alicia: You can't get him all to yourself. Damian Edge isn't finished with him yet and I know he wants another match with Matt since they didn't have a fall. And what about Sirius?

Dorito: I don't care about Sirius anymore. If I still have to face him next tuesday, then he should consider himself Matt Helmsley and I'm sure Michelle would want him to stay in the back and just forfeit, unless he wants to get hospitalized. If he wants to be around nurses and needles, I'll put him in a wheelchair for the rest of his damn forsaken life cause I don't care anymore. I hate Matt.

Alicia: He's got a pinfall on you now.

Dorito: No bell, no match. No contract for a match, it never happened. If Matt believes the only way he can pin me is to attack me from behind with a one-sided fast-counting ref, then so be it. That is the only way Matt stands a chance of "beating" me, because in a real match, now, he doesn't stand a chance anymore. His game isn't as good as he talks it, and he's yet to fight me one on one in such a long time, I want his ass right here, right now. I'll go to Seattle, drive up to his house, knock on his door, and kick his ass right there. He burned down my house, why don't I just destroy his?

Alicia: You know they're not going to set up a one on one match between you and Matt for Distortion because they'll save it for the pay-per view.

Dorito: Forget the Rebirth show. I'm not going to wait a month to rip and tear Matt's ass apart and use his intestines for a necklace. I tried to be a nice guy, I tried to play by the rules, but no longer. If I have to go through Damian Edge to get to Matt, so be it. If I have to go through David Cote, thus will be his retirement. If I have to derail the Pain Express and set it ablaze, it shall be done. If I have to go through a battle royal and beat everyone on the roster, anyone involved with it, I don't give a damn. Peccant can go back to his nursing home and ramble on about what he and Midget did in the past and their tag team match they had in front of Herr Hitler in the 30s when they were still past their prime, cause I'll take his wheelchair and use that for transportation if it means getting one step closer to being in a fight with Matt. I haaaate Matt.

Alicia: You're breaking down. Come on, let's go back inside for the night and we'll start with things tomorrow.

Dorito: No, those who wait, lose.

Alicia: But he's right.

Dorito: Right? He's right? About what?

Alicia: He has the key to your insanity, and he is right.

Dorito takes the backpack off his shoulder, setting it on the cement ground as he unzips it to pull out his laptop, turning it on.

Dorito: I talk about the similarity of religion to wrestling and Missle to God, and everyone misinterprets it. If I have to go through Missle in order to get a chance at Matt, then his daughter better appreciate her father being handicapped. If I have to go to prison for some time, I'll do it, so long as I get one step closer to fighting Matt. And if he should die and get put in the ground as the time approaches when we fight, then I'll dig with my bare-hands to get down to his body and do every single thing I can think of until his body is nothing but dust in the wind. I don't care if I'm eighty years old, I'll run him over with a wheelchair and drag him along for several miles while I beat him with my cane in the process. As long as he is still alive, I will never be done with him.

Alicia: Missle is the wallpaper on your computer?

Dorito looks at the laptop, seeing the picture of Missle standing on the ropes, WWCWF world title over his shoulder. Dorito's eyes suddenly pop as he looks orgasmicly with a far-away look.

Dorito: That's it. I have the key to Matt's sanity, his insanity, his life.

Alicia: What? Missle is the key?

Dorito puts the laptop away, back into the backpack, and he picks it up to sling over his shoulder. He then picks up his luggage bag and starts walking back to the hotel as a taxi pulls up to the curb.

Alicia: Dorito? Where are you going? Dorito?

She chases behind him, going back into the hotel, as the scene turns to that of the night sky, and fades out.