Doctor Jennings: "He's not necessarily saying -anything-."

Juan Shan: "Well den what da **** you mean he be talkin' to you?"

Doctor Jennings: "I don't know. It's a weird situation. He writes me letters every night around midnight. From what he is saying, or writing to me, there will be a match against Amp that is coming up in the third round for the Bar Room Brawl. And he will win."

Juan Shan: "What da ****? Da match wit Brute Be'na'd and Amp ain't even much happen yet!"

Doctor Jennings: "I know. That's what makes this situation so odd. I mean, there are a few possibilities that could be happening here. Either he is coming from the future and writing me about what is happening, or he is a profit of some kind. An angel."

Juan Shan: "Now -you- bein' da crazy motha ****a."

Doctor Jennings: "Well how do you explain a man in a coma waking up every night a midnight and writing me a letter!?"

Juan Shan: "Maybe you makin' dat **** up... I mean, how is you gonna tell me dat my boy Jay is a ghost or some ****? Or he comin' from da futua? It ain't possible. Ain't no special effects 'round here... ain't no UCE production crew in dis bitch, ya dig?"

Doctor Jennings: "I can't really tell you. All I know is what he wrote me. And I've been sending every letter that I receive to Dr Kiebler to find out if he knows some kind of reasoning behind what is happening here."

Juan Shan: "So how do he know dat Amp is gonna win da match against Brute? If he do, I'ma have to fill in fa ole dude and make it a all black final, ya heard me? Da first and probably last time dat will eva happen in dis bitch. But what if he wrong? What if Brute wins?"

Doctor Jennings: "Then that would definitely defeat my guess of him being a profit or something like that... whatever Nostrodamus is."

Juan Shan: "Well dis be some weird ****. I don't even much know what to say... like... you think lil' daddy is gone fa eva?"

Doctor Jennings: "I couldn't tell you... I honestly couldn't. We'll figure this thing out though. Just stick around!"