"[Chev Chelios wakes up extremely disoriented in his apartment, finds a recorded DVD with "FUCK YOU" written on it, then proceeds to play it with Ricky Verona appearing] Are we spinning yet? Good. Chelios! How are you doing, baby?! You never call me no more! Where's the love, huh? Now, how are you feeling? I can guess it! If you're feeling like shit right about now, you can't move! You can't move too quickly, you can't breathe what's the matter with you dude?! Oh wait, wait, wait! What is this?! [Ricky Verona holds up a syringe filled with an unknown poison] Holy fuck! Can you guess what this is? Look at your bed Chelios. [Camera turns to a sleeping Chelios] Hold on, check this out! [Verona leans over Chelios, as he begins to inject him with the poison] Oh! This is plain sick, man! I must be the motherfucking genius of sick! Poison Chev Chelios in his sleep? That's like some Shakespeare or some shit. You knocked this dude out pretty good! About to get you a spot on the Dodgers, son. Maybe you don't understand what just happened. I just fucking killed you. Try not to embarrass yourself because you're on 'Candid Camera'! This shit here I gave you! This is some... high-tech' sci-fi, Chinese synthetic bullshit! I don't exactly know what's in this shit, dude! All I know is that once this shit has binded with your blood cells, you're fucked, baby, and believe me it's binded. Yeah' you got yourself about an hour' max. Tick-tock. Yeah, baby... sexy... Oh' it's been real. This shit's been real. You should've thought twice before you whacked Don Kim. Experiencing a little 20/20 hindsight? I thought so. Now' you have yourself a nice death. Asshole! You like that' huh? Home run! [Chev Chelios immediately destroys the television set in a fit of rage]"