"Thought you'd slip away, huh? Fuckin' look at me when I'm talkin'."
grabs dean's collar You think you can talk back to me, huh? You think you got away with it?
I-I'm sorry for making you angry!
throws dean against the wall Sorry ain't gonna cut it, punk! You think you can just disrespect me like that? Huh?
leans in close You wanna know what's gonna happen to you now, huh? You're gonna regret ever crossing me!
tears in his eyes I-I didn't mean to, bro...
laughs menacingly Oh, you're gonna wish you never crossed paths with me, punk!
crying I-I'm sorry... Please forgive me...
smirks Sorry ain't gonna save you, punk! You're gonna have to pay for what you did. throws a punch at dean's face
OW! Bro, please don't hit me anymore...
grabs dean by the hair and drags him to his feet You think you can just cry your way out of this, huh?
No, bro... I'll do anything... Just please don't hurt me anymore...
smirks and tightens his grip on dean's hair Anything, huh? Well, since you asked so nicely, why don't you crawl all the way home?
smirks Good boy. Now get crawling, punk. And don't you dare stop until you get home. pushes dean to the ground
cries Alright, alright... I'll do it...
Dean crawls home, tears streaming down his face, while Brock 'The Rock' watches, satisfied with his victory
smirks and leans against a wall, watching dean Well, well, well, look who finally made it home.
mom and dad say hi then they leave the house
smirks and approaches dean Didn't think you'd make it home, huh? Guess you got lucky this time. But don't think this is over, punk.
shakes What are you gonna do, bro?
grabs dean by the collar and pulls him close You think you can just hide behind your parents, huh?
No, bro... I'm all alone now...
smirks and releases his grip on dean Well, ain't that perfect for me? Looks like I've got myself a fresh target, punk.
Bro, why are you doing this? We used to be friends...
snorts Friends? Ha! Who cares about friendship? You crossed me, punk, and now you gotta pay for it. punches dean in the stomach
gasps, holding his stomach Bro... Please... Stop...
grabs dean by the throat and pins him against the wall Shut the fuck up, punk! You don't tell me what to do!
wheezing Okay, okay... I'll do whatever you want... Just please... Let me go...
releases his grip on dean's throat and smirks That's better, punk. Now listen up, you're gonna do exactly as I say.
Yeah, whatever... Just don't hurt me anymore...
grins and rips open dean's shirt, exposing his chest
whispers menacingly You're gonna learn some real respect, punk.
Can we just talk about this?
snarls Talk? No way, punk. You talkin' to me is like a joke. Now you're gonna pay for crossing me.
Bro... Please... Let's just resolve this...
smirks and steps back, eyeing dean Oh, we're gonna resolve this alright, punk. But not in the way you're thinking.
Brock 'The Rock' reveals that he has planned an elaborate scheme to humiliate dean publicly
smirks and leans in close to dean Oh, you're gonna find out, punk.