(Coleman looks at Gill Bates for a few moments.)
Coleman: Mr. Bates, is it? That's an interesting proposition you propose, a very interesting proposition indeed. Now let me get this straight...you want me to attack either Hank Gently or your boss Mr. LaCroix if the match is DQ, so that the title won't change hands.
(Gill Bates nods.)
Coleman: And if the match is DQ, you want me to take Hank Gently down, so Mr. LaCroix can retain his Overdrive Championship. You say that if your boss is still champion, you will guarantee me a title shot. Is that all correct?
(Gill Bates nods again.)
Coleman: Personally, you might have been better off trying to talk to Cael Wheeler. I have always appreciated his service, but he's rather fond of getting me into championship matches that I'm not ready for! Let me ask you, if I couldn't beat Snaresys, couldn't beat him TWICE, what makes you think that I'm ready to take on the man that beat HIM for the Overdrive title? On second thought, don't answer that.
(Coleman begins to pace inside the dressing room.)
Coleman: And, in case you haven't noticed, I'm involved in a series of matches right now with Jack Legacy. The third match is tonight, and I would love to take control of the entire series, if possible. I respect Jack on all levels, but there can only be one winner. And with a little bit of luck, and a little bit more of the cricket bat, hopefully, that winner will be me. Why should I give up fighting to become the BEST IN THE WORLD to help you? Don't answer that, either.
(Coleman sits down again and picks up his cricket bat from beside his chair. He holds the bat in front of him.)
Coleman: I think that whoever wins that best of seven series will be able to write their own ticket. I've already put forth the idea that the winner gets a shot at the Overdrive Championship. If I win, why should I help you? I'll already be gunning for you boss! You may have misjudged me, Mr. Bates. I'm a loyal man, and I'll stick by my friends. I'm not going to throw away a friendship with Jack Legacy to help you. And in case you've forgotten, I've stuck by Hank Gently before, in the face of great odds.
Coleman stands up and looks at the contract papers again.)
Coleman: I'm not thinking we'll come to any agreement. Now give me one good reason not to throw you out of my locker room. Hurry up, please. Clocks ticking, Mr. Bates.