Ryan Kelly: There’s whiskey in the jar!

We come across a dimly lit cabin with a small lamp lit on the inside. As the camera pans through the door we hear some music playing. As we get closer it gets louder.

As I was a-goin' over Gilgarra mountains
I met Colonel Pepper and his money he was counting
I drew forth my pistol and I rattled my sabre
Saying "stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver"
Musha ringum duram da
Whack fol de daddy-o
Whack fol de daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

SMASH

Ryan Kelly leans over taking the stylus off the record. He laid on his bed inside one of the cabin rooms. He was drinking a bottle of The Dubliner Irish whiskey. However that smashing sound was the bottle shattering across the wall. Ryan gets up off his feet as he staggers to the window while still muttering:

Musha ringum duram da
Whack fol de daddy-o
Whack fol de daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar

A ladder match 'uh? Well that’ll be excitin'. climbin' ter de top ter achieve our victory. wi' not but blood an' carcasses surroundin' us. or at least that’ll be de scene when i’m done wit yer.

Let’s talk about me opponents for a bit. Mr Katz, 'oy patetic. yer just couldn’t 'ang on ter dat 'ardcore championship av yers 'uh? What a shame. i’m sure yer Ma and Pa are so proud av their wee fella bein' a failure.

Couldn’t amount ter much in 'is life. now you wants ter sign yer own death sentence in a ladder match against de O Irish outlaw? You’re dumber than yer look! Not a chance paddy! now let’s address Brianna Rissi for a bit real quick.

That’s a nice lookin' World Championship yer got dare Rissi, after i’m done wi' Kai Stevens and become da Pure Champion 'oy about oi come after dat title an' make meself a double champion! Not like yer 'av much of a choice. Oi do what ever de fook oi want an' oi git shit done. Oi don’t know who de hell dis Ryan Morgan is, but i’m de only Ryan in dis company dat yer need ter be afraid av. not dat Morgan eejit!

So now ter de both av yer, i’m gonna tell yer exactly how our match is gonna go tomorrow night. i’m gonna club de Holy Hell out av de both av yer. den i’m gonna climb ter de top av dat ladder an' show everyone dat i’m master in dis damn company!

It’s just inevitable. there’s no stoppin' me. oi mean yer can try an' oi sure want yer to. that’ll make it dat much more fun. though de more yer try de more you’ll git 'urt. let dat sink in for a bit. See yer tomorrow mates!

Musha ringum duram da
Whack fol de daddy-o
Whack fol de daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar


The scene then fades to black as a unsettling smile comes across the face of the Irish Outlaw.