ABC:    This all looks pretty good…so…if you were on our show do you think                 you would… ‘Wipeout?’

Clint Gage: Are you asking me to take a dive?

ABC:    Not at all, Mr. Gage. ABC and Victor Rococoa just think it might be in             you and your lady friend’s best intrest is all.

A hidden door slides back revealing an attractive blonde.

Clint Gage: You BASTARDS!

Clint tries to fight his way out of the room but is subdued by a gigantic gorilla of a goon with knuckles the size of his face.

ABC: So… Shall we say second round? Do try to look convincing when ‘wiping out’ We wouldn’t want someone to think this is fixed, would we? Alright, Knuckles let ‘em up.

Clint straightens his suit then whips his leg around a chair flinging it up into the air with a kick. The chair flies right at ABC’s head who ducks in the nick of time. Clint snaps a flash kick at Knuckles who grabs Clint’s foot and twists. Clint writhes in pain. Both of them stagger backwards, crashing through the tangled mullions of window, cascading through the shards into the street below.