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[Zack Malibu 0]

PK, if you could just mention during the top of the show rundown, that Zack wasn't booked on any shows due to his apparent retirement, so it's been kept that way in an effort to keep the war between he and Blank from breaking down before Angleslam.

 

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It's a sunny afternoon in California, or at least it was when this piece was filmed, because right now we are taken to the front yard of the Malibu household, with Zack Malibu walking up his driveway to the front door, a camera close behind him. Malibu makes it to the door and stops, pausing for a moment before turning around to face the camera.

 

"Bruce Blank, how does it make you feel, knowing that I know you were here? That the stench of you and the other Wildcards hasn't left the air around my house? Tell me, Bruce. Tell me..."

 

Malibu's words drift off as he looks away, up towards a window at the left side of the house, where we catch a quick glimpse of Candie, with baby Jenna in her arms, walking past.

 

"...tell me, Bruce, how did it make you feel? How did it feel to invade a man's home...his family...his LIFE, all for what? For something that could have been settled like men, in a wrestling ring? But oh no, you needed to follow your m.o. You needed to take this one step further, to ensure that you had my attention...YOU GOT MY ATTENTION, BRUCE! All this time, I've been asking how you feel, how it made you feel deep down...do you want to know how I feel, Bruce? Do you want to really know what I feel inside, because no words, no promo's, no staredowns, not even the fact that I had a GUN in your FACE can even describe the way I feel about you. A man's home is his castle...an impenetrable fortress for he and his family to live, laugh and love...AND YOU TOOK THAT ALL AWAY FROM US! You did more than smash a window, or kick a door down the night you confronted Candie, and my daughter...you and The Wildcards left a black cloud looming overhead that just won't go away! It makes me sick...SICK, Bruce Blank...not that you did that, but that I let my family down...I wasn't here to protect them. I shouldn't have even been back in the ring yet after you left me laying inside that cage, but I'm a man of honor. If I was well enough to appear on OAOAST television and show up for revenge on the three of you, then surely I was well enough to fulfill my duties to HI-YAH...AND YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THAT! Where are you now, Bruce? Where are you now that I'm home? Nowhere to be found...hiding somewhere in the back of an arena full of people who want nothing more than to see every last pint of plasma in your bloody bleed out from your forehead and trickle down to your feet. You have them to worry about, Bruce...but not about me. Not tonight, and not next week. I don't have any commitments to fulfill until Angleslam, so I'm going to remain with my family. I'm going to spend time with my baby girl. Then, come Sunday, August 27th...I'm going to walk down the aisle and step into the ring with you. No lights out games, no running in out of the crowd...I'm going to walk up to you face to face, because I want to see the look on your face. I want to see the look of fear in your eyes when you look into mine and realize that nothing...NOTHING...is going to stop me from getting retribution. Nothing is going to stop me from getting revenge for what YOU did. That beautiful baby inside the walls of this house...she's young enough to forget what's happened, Bruce...but if you think I have...if you think I've come to terms with it...if you think Angleslam is going to be a cakewalk just because it might be something up your alley, you are SADLY MISTAKEN. You can bring your barbed wire bat, you can smash a chair across my skull, you can break both of my legs, but until I stop moving...stop breathing...I am coming at YOU, relentlessly, and viciously, without remorse. You crossed the line when you stepped onto my property, Bruce. You stepped into my world and made it a dark, dark place. Bruce...I'm not afraid of the dark...but you...you SHOULD BE."

 

With that, Malibu turns and opens his front door, never bothering to look back as it slams behind him, before our camera fades out of the scene.