Tazz: I had a great match at the ECW Arena, right? Me and John Kronus. What happened to the best tag team in the world, The Eliminators? We went toe-to-toe, and I traveled with this guy, I've trained with him, I broke the thread with him, and I choked him out. But you see, that wasn't enough. Now, people left the building that night not talking about "Hey, what a great match Tazz and Kronus had." "Oh, hey those ECW wrestlers. Man, they busted their ass tonight," nah. They didn't say that. See what they said was, uh, "Oh, Jerry Lawler and Jim Cornette invaded the ECW! And Sabu and Van Dam, they're with them." Yeah. Yeah. Who cares? I'm sick of this, who gives a fuck about it? I'm sick of it messing up me and my life! Instead of training from Monday morning to Monday afternoon to Monday evening, I'm sitting at home, watching TV, that WWF shit! Which one of my co-workers is gonna jump on raring tonight? Which one of my co-workers is gonna start a feud tonight? Or better yet, who's gonna do color commentating tonight? Who's gonna do it tonight?
(the camera focuses on Paul Heyman)
Paul Heyman: The hell are you doing?
Tazz: (turns to Paul) Yeah, that's the question I have, Paul. Now, you wanna be a TV star? Well, guess what, brother? I put YOU on TV! Make up your mind. (turns to the camera) I'll tell you what, Vince: Later on in the show, I got a message for you, directed from me to you, not as Mr. Hardcore, Mr. ECW, or the World TV Champ. From me to you, man to prick. And when you sit in that big fat lavish office, with all your jabronis kissing your fat ass, telling you: "Hey, Vince. That Tazz, he's a real asshole." Don't listen to him, he's a jerk. Yeah, I'm a jerk, I'm the biggest asshole in this industry! Go send jabronis who's to come and call me out when I was 9 years old, and I mug them and their fat wives and fat kids, and stretcher them! At 9! Ask Sabu! Ask him! I choked him out not once, but twice! Ask him, Vince! Ask Van Dam! Ask him what I am! I'm the World TV Champ! Beat me if you can! Survive...if I let you!
(the camera focuses on Paul Heyman)
Paul Heyman: The hell are you doing?
Tazz: (turns to Paul) Yeah, that's the question I have, Paul. Now, you wanna be a TV star? Well, guess what, brother? I put YOU on TV! Make up your mind. (turns to the camera) I'll tell you what, Vince: Later on in the show, I got a message for you, directed from me to you, not as Mr. Hardcore, Mr. ECW, or the World TV Champ. From me to you, man to prick. And when you sit in that big fat lavish office, with all your jabronis kissing your fat ass, telling you: "Hey, Vince. That Tazz, he's a real asshole." Don't listen to him, he's a jerk. Yeah, I'm a jerk, I'm the biggest asshole in this industry! Go send jabronis who's to come and call me out when I was 9 years old, and I mug them and their fat wives and fat kids, and stretcher them! At 9! Ask Sabu! Ask him! I choked him out not once, but twice! Ask him, Vince! Ask Van Dam! Ask him what I am! I'm the World TV Champ! Beat me if you can! Survive...if I let you!
—Tazz shoots on Vince McMahon, ECW Hardcore TV
