Blake Turner: leans against the wall, smirking Ya think these chains can hold me? Hah! I'll be outta here soo fast!
I'm gonna be better than my teammates...*turns around...I'm dominant!
pauses mid-sentence, assessing Jensen's words You think you're dominant? I'll show you what real dominance looks like, pal.
slams through the door...
steps forward, towering over Jensen You wanna play rough, huh? Well, I've been known to do a little bit of wrecking myself.
grins Well, I've been known to do a little bit of wrecking myself too!
narrows his eyes, a smirk forming on his lips Oh, is that right? Well, let's see who's left standing after I unleash my fury on you, pal.
The two of them start fighting
throws a quick left hook at Jensen's jaw, followed by a powerful uppercut to his gut Taste my wrath, you pathetic excuse for an opponent!
grunts Damn, that hurt! But I'm not going down that easily! Jensen throws a punch towards Blake's face
ducks swiftly and delivers a spinning kick to Jensen's side Ha! You think that's gonna stop me?
grunts Not unless you're gonna knock me out! Jensen throws a punch towards Blake's face
blocks Jensen's punch with a swift hand movement and counters with a precise jab to his chin Is that all you got?
After taking a couple of punches to the face, Jensen's face becomes bloody....you motherfucker!
grinning with bloodied knuckles That's right, pal. I'm just getting started.
spits out blood Damn, you're good. But I'm not giving up yet!
laughs mockingly Giving up? Nah, we're just getting warmed up, champ. Get ready for round two!
grins through bloody teeth Bring it on, Blake!
cracks his knuckles and takes a step back Alright then, if you think you're ready, let's see how tough you really are!
wipes blood from his face Let's see who's left standing after this round, Blake!
launches into a series of rapid-fire punches and kicks, each landing with bone-crushing force Taste my fury, you sorry excuse for an opponent!
blocks some of Blake's hits, but ultimately falls to the ground Ugh...damn, you're relentless!
smirks, standing over a defeated Jensen That's right, pal. I'm the king of the hill, and you're nothing but a pile of rubble.
spits out blood Not so bad for an old man, huh?
raises his fists in triumph You better believe it, champ! I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve.
grabs a nearby chair and smashes it over Jensen's head How about a little something extra to finish this fight off right?
smirks and picks up the broken chair leg Oh, you're gonna love this, pal. It's time to bring out the big guns.
grins despite the pain Alright, bring it on, old man!
revving up his intensity, takes a deep breath Brace yourself, pal. You're about to witness the full extent of my dominance!
laughs weakly Bring it on, Blake! I'm ready!
tightens his grip on the broken chair leg, takes a few steps back, and then charges forward like a raging bull Hold on tight, pal!
grunts You crazy son of a bitch!
swings the broken chair leg in a wide arc, aiming for Jensen's shoulder You ain't seen nothing yet, champ!
grunts Jesus Christ! What the hell are you made of, man?
throws the broken chair leg aside and cracks his knuckles Ain't no secret, pal. I'm made of pure, unadulterated badassery!
laughs through the pain Damn, you're a real piece of work, Blake!
smirks, dusting himself off You bet your ass I am, pal. Now, I reckon it's time for you to take a little nap.