Previously Recorded

H2O is outside chopping wood trying to relieve some stress. He misses his Heather a lot cause hasn't heard from her since Lution 11.

His father notices his wife's sadness. She's drying a dish and looking at their son thru the sliding door window. His father stops working on his car and walks over with a beer to talk to Harvey.

Father: Son, I'd like to talk to you for a minute.

H2O continues to chop wood ignoring his father's request.

Father: I know I haven't spoken to you son in quite some time. I feel as though we need to talk.

H2O continues to chop wood.

H2O: I'm listening.

H2O splits the wood and picks up the pieces off the tree stump. His father finds the opportunity to grab his son’s hand that carries the axe. H2O turns in shock looking at his.

Father: Stand down for a minute and have a beer with your father.

H2O wipes the sweat off his face with his shirt. He takes a quick glance at his father and shakes his head.

H2O: If you were around enough you'd know I don't drink. Besides, ol’ man I have work to do around here. So hurry and tell me what you need to say before you have to “run off to work” and chop some trees.

H2O’s father chuckles as he stands with his beer. He father quickly smashes the bottle over the stump, grabs his son by the throat knocking him back off his chair and puts it to his babyface.

Father: Listen here you little twerp. If I didn't love you so much at this very instance I would make sure OCW’s babyface become so hideous Rush TV wouldn't be able to broadcast your promos anymore as long as you live. Do I make myself clear?

H2O nods in agreement.

Father: I can't hear you, son.

H2O: Yes, Dad.

His father helps him back up in his seat and tosses the broken beer bottle in the trash. His mother yells from the house.

Mother: Everything alright out there?

Father: Tell her you're ok.

H2O: Yes, I'm fine mom. I just fell backwards on my seat.

Mother: Ok. Hurry up with that boys and come inside. It's getting chilly out there.

They both waved her off in acknowledgement.

Father: Good, now I wanted to talk you because I'm concerned about how your attitude has been since you arrived at OCW.

Father: I know good and well your mother told you to just go out there and have fun. Don't get hung up over transgressions and most importantly stay humble. Do you know what it is to be humble?

H2O: Yes.

Father: I don't think you do son. Look how you disrespected me. I heard you at that press conference on how you had everything your mother and I didn't have. I'm starting to believe that may be the problem with you.

Father: You had everything handed to you, never dealt with adversity, never knew what it is to struggle.

Father: Don't know how to work hard because you said it yourself. “It used to just come natural.”

H2O: What is the point to all this… father.

Father: See. There it is. The disrespect. The point to all this son is that you not only have to start your career with a healthy scratch. But in your soul as well.

Father: Son, I can't make up for lost time with you. I lost time with your sister as well and she turned out ok. You turned out to be a great son as well. You just always have to have all eyes on you. Life doesn't and will not revolve around just one soul person in this world. You're not God.

H2O: I really do get it this time, Dad. I just never felt so defeated.

Father: Stand up, son.

H2O stands up and receives a hung from his Dad. He haven't had this moment with him since he had a motocross accident back in high school.

Father: The first thing to learn about being humble is to really listen and accept your setbacks. Accept that your girlfriend is gone. Accept that you're not invincible. You're human and have faults. Soon then you'll become champion son. I love you.

H2O: You haven't said that since I've been in high school, pops.

They both walk inside the house together with fresh cold ones as the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Tough love!
	THAT's CALLED ASSAULT WHERE I AM FROM!!!

Holly Hunter vs Eerie Sunshine

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Right on the mark!
	Ya think?

????: Is everything set up?

????: Yes sir, you should be good to go.

The two men are still off camera which is instead pointing at a maple red sofa with golden rose embroidery. The background an obvious green screen is a depiction of a beautiful winter wonderland called Calgary Alberta Canada.

????: You can leave now, you’re not as useless as I first thought, very well.

You hear the door shut and the man of the hour himself. “He with the Iron Knee”, the self anointed Kneesus Christ... Tiberius Octavian Dupree takes a seat.

Dupree: Ladies and Gentleman, plebs, cretins and the like let's all take this glorious moment to laugh at the life of Paul Pugh.

If you’re not at least attempting to laugh at the fact that he got utterly embarrassed last week on Turmoil, you’re definitely in the pleb or cretin category.

By the way….this OCW Hall of Famer even laughs better than you, figured we put that out there.

Dupree: If you’re unfortunate enough to be in the vicinity of a fanny pack with an oddly shaped ball of pale filth attached, please point and laugh directly in it’s face.

Dupree: I say directly in his face because he’s so often blinded by his own stupidity he may mistake you for one of his two fans. His mum or his cat.

Can you see it? There are definitely mini owls on Tibby’s socks, why mini owls? Hoot knows. At least he’s wearing socks.

Dupree: If you’re laugh is anything like the T-Virus it should spread rather quickly. I literally want the entire world to laugh at Paula when they see him...

Dupree: Because as long as he remains the laughing stock that he is... he will have no choice but to retire to the depths of hell where he so rightfully belongs…

Dupree: Commonly known in this galaxy as England.

This undoubtedly must suck to live your life, I mean you only get this segment with the Betterness. The rest of your time will be filled with the meaningless mundane toil of daily life, possibly Netflix and chilling if that’s still a thing.

Dupree: In closing always enjoy yourself at Pugh’s expense I know I do. It will make you a better person, not better than me, but better…

With a camera fade and a classic half smile you can now toil away. Bye.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Anyone got a shovel.
	Pugh just got BURIED...but not in the garden!

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