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JR: BIG BOOT! BIG BOOT! BAHGAWDAUSTIN'SDOWN! Hogan comes off the ropes--
KING: His leg just snapped off at the hip, JR!
JR: Austin rises to his feet. NO! DAMMIT! Don't let it end this way! Not with a severed leg costing Hogan his last match!
[Hogan gets to his foot. Austin throws a punch, but Hogan blocks it. The force of the block sends him teetering to the canvas. He rolls over and points at Austin.]
CROWD: YOOOOOOOOOU!
[He lays on the mat, shaking his hands like an idiot. He gets up and throws a punch, but--]
JR: HIS ARM FELL OFF! BAH GAWD, HULK HOGAN IS LITERALLY BROKEN INTO THREE PIECES!
KING: But he's not going to give up that easily!
[As blood continues to gush from Hogan's stumps, he leans against the ropes. He's 97 years old, and his limbs are breaking off. But, damn it, he is not going to sell!]
JR: Hogan rocks forward... And falls to the canvas! BAH GAWD, THE HEART! IT'S SEVENTY TIMES BIGGER THAN HIS BODY!
[Which is half true, since his remote-control pacemaker takes up the first nine rows of the arena.]
JR: BAH GAWD, HULKAMANIA WILL NEVER DIE!
[Austin looks at the referee, whose eyes go wide.]
KING: Uh... Hogan's not moving.
[The referee touches a hand to his earpiece. He whispers something to Austin. Austin frowns. The ref shrugs, and Austin falls down on the mat.]
JR: BAH GAWD...er...AUSTIN...RATTLESNAKE?
[The referee gathers up the parts of Hogan's body and lays them on top of Austin.]
JR: ONE! TWO! THREE! BAH GAWD, HOGAN'S DONE IT!
KING: Yeah, but he's not doing much now...
[EMTs rush to the ring as "Real American" plays. They check Hogan's vitals, then load him into a body bag.]
JR: BAH GAWD, HULK HOGAN HAS LITERALLY DIED IN FRONT OF 8,549,176,320 FANS AT THE SILVERDOME!
KING: ...we're in Tucson.
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