"You get to say goodbye to Swerve's House"

Tony Schiavone: "Okay, Excalibur. Thank you very much and we are ready to go with a contract signing for what may be one of the most violent matches we've ever witnessed in All Elite Wrestling. Coming up on this Saturday night, at All Out, a Steel Cage match between Hangman Adam Page and former World Champion Swerve Strickland. Ladies and gentlemen, let me welcome at this time, along with Prince Nana, Swerve Strickland!"

[Prince Nana and Swerve Strickland enter to Swerve's theme song and fanfare.]

Tony Schiavone: "Thank you for agreeing to no physicality. I know this is very very tough. And now, ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome in, Hangman Adam Page!

[Hangman Adam Page theme song plays but Hangman doesn't arrive on stage, then music stops.]

Alright. We're sorry about that. One more time. Ladies and gentlemen, Hangman Adam Page!"

['Hangman' Adam Page theme song plays then music stops, a video plays on the titantron, Adam Page knocks on the door of Swerve's childhood home 3 times, then opens the door.]

Adam Page: "Whose house? [Adam Page smiles and chuckles] Did you ready think...did you think I'd give you the satisfaction of a formality...of meeting and putting my signature on a contract for something that we both already know is going to happen? [Adam Page picks up a gasoline container and starts pouring gasoline all over the house floor while talking.]

Y'know, you...you are a hard man to find. Hm. I looked all over Florida. I looked over Washington State. You've got a fiance that left you. Kids, who are not in the picture anymore. I mean, you wouldn't be a fool to think that you've got nothing in this life other than the ring that you stand in tonight. [Swerve looks down in anger, panting.] But you messed up. Hm. You slipped up. You showed the world and more importantly, you showed me... something... important to you

[Adam Page looks up at the ceiling.] Hm. Your childhood home. [Prince Nana covers his mouth with both hands as Swerve looks away.] Huh. Low ceilings. I can see it now. Your mom running across these dirty-ass floors, fixing your supper. Your dad sitting in his chair, telling you to 'Shut the hell up!' so he can hear the television. [Swerve looks back up at the titantron.] And knowing the kind of man that you turned out to be, I bet your father didn't love you very much, did he? [crowd whoas]

I bet he regrets having you at all. [Swerve shakes his head in denial.] And what a wonderful world it would've been had you never been born! [Adam throws gasoline on a window with the container in frame, Swerve gets enraged, throws the table away to the left, throws an office chair to the front-right-side corner of the ring.]

But that's enough down memory lane. I mean you kind of covered it already. This is, as they say, your house. And I wouldn't blame someone for wondering why I'm here tonight and not in the ring with you, but
you... you already know. You told me last week, much like when you sat in a car outside my front door, and you watched me carry my pregnant wife to the hospital, you told me that now I must make a decision. A choice between hate... and success.

[Adam Page steps outside the house and starts pouring gasoline on the back porch, Swerve grits his teeth in anger and distress.]

A choice between vengeance...and peace. [Adam pours gas on a tank of explosives, outside of frame. Swerve screams in emotional agony.] But for me, but for me it's...not much of a choice at all, is it? Hm. [Swerve is pacing back and forth, watching the titantron, tears in his eyes.]

For me, they are... one... in the same. [Adam walks down the steps of the back porch as he's pouring gasoline.] I told you for months and months and months that there is nothing that I wanted more out of this life than to burn your world to the ground.

[Swerve, on his knees, looking up at the titantron, crying and gritting his teeth, puts his left hand over his heart.]

[Adam sets the camera in place and sits on a sofa chair, with a cup of scotch on a table.]

You know, if I couldn't be the one to take the World Championship from you, I was happy to help it slip through your fingers. And this Saturday, locked inside of a steel cage, I'm going to take what is left of you. I'm going to take your pride. I'm going to take your dignity. Because you will be on your knees begging for my mercy, pleading for my forgiveness, but I will not give it to you. But, the night is long and it's about time to say goodbyes. But not goodbyes from me, goodbyes from you. So if you haven't already said it, say goodbye to the AEW World Championship and any idea you might have of ever holding it again. This Saturday, you will say goodbye to your health, your career, your joy, and your happiness. And tonight, hm, well tonight you get a little practice.

[Adam lights a match, then Swerve beats his hand on the ring in frustration and screams in emotional distress.]

Because tonight, live in front of the world, you get to say..."

Swerve Strickland: [sobbing] "No!"

Adam Page: "Goodbye...to Swerve's house."

Swerve Strickland: [offmic] "No! You can't do that you son of a bitch!"

[Adam lights up a gasoline puddle, leading to the house, setting off the explosives, and destroying the house, then proceeds to take a drink from the cup of scotch, still sitting on his sofa chair.]

- Credit: Thanks to inmate WarriorMaverick for transcribing this promo.