(A clearly angry Eddie Guerrero comes out to the ring with a steel chair.)

Eddie Guerrero:
Regal!  You bring your ass out here, homes.  I'm sick and tired of your crap,
of you trying to out-cheat me, man.  So we end this right here, and right now,
with a Mexican Death Match, vato.  Either you come out here right now, or I'll
come get you.

(Regal's music hits, and Guerrero runs to the ramp to meet him and get the 
match underway.)