Triple H: You know, I've come out here week after week, you people have made it pretty clear how you feel about me. What's that word you call me?
[the crowd begins an "asshole" chant]
Triple H: Yeah, you've made it pretty clear how you feel about me. But just for the record, just so you know, I feel the exact same way about each and every one of you.
[the audience jeers]
Triple H: So now that we've cleared that up, you know how I feel, I know how you feel, I'd like to ask you a little question. I'd like to know...
[the audience chants "asshole" again]
Triple H: I'd like to know how all of you feel about... my beautiful bride, Stephanie.
[mixed reactions]
Triple H: I'm a little bit confused about it, because Thursday on "SmackDown!", as she came out here and poured her soul out to the world, you people began to call her things like...
[indistinct shouts from the audience]
Triple H: "Slut". "Whore". You know, you people make me sick. It never ceases to amaze me how you can kill something beautiful. She comes out here to pour her soul to you people, to talk about something beautiful and pure, and you people crap all over her! And the fact of the matter is you're wrong. And the reason I know you're wrong, Steph is no slut. Oh, no. Because Triple H would never marry a slut. At least not intentionally. I mean, marrying a slut is the type of thing you do when you go to, like, Vegas or something like that and somebody slips a mickey in your drink and you get all sloshed and you end up at some cheap chapel somewhere, passed out, and have a shotgun... no, I-I mean a shot-glass wedding. And that is not Stephanie. She is no slut. But now, she comes to me today and she brings me annulment papers. You can't imagine my surprise. This hit me completely out of nowhere. I never saw this coming. Annulment papers. And the truth of the matter is I can't help but blame you!
[the audience jeers]
Triple H: For all of this. We were two kids in love, and again, you people have to kill something beautiful. It's you that made this happen with your chants of "slut" and "whore". You drove her to this. She couldn't take it, so she comes to me...
[fake crying]
Triple H: And, damn it, she wants out. She wants to call it quits. I mean, I guess if that's what she wants, I mean, hell, I can't do it by myself. I mean, I know how I feel about her, I mean, I know she loves me. I mean... god, there's just so much passion there, but I'm not gonna hold it together by myself. I mean, it's not like... I mean, the kids'll get over it. Oh, wait, we don't have any kids, but who gives a crap, anyways, right? So, if that's what she really wants, then I've come to the conclusion that...
[fake tears]
Triple H: Steph, come out here and I'll sign these papers if that's what you really want. Come on out, Steph, and I'll... I'll sign these annulment papers and I'll let you walk away from our wedded bliss.
