"Becky Two Belts"!
I feel like I'm out of breath already though.
My lungs don't feel… The dryness and everything.
- Is that anxiety? - Yep.
- Will I be okay when I get out there? - You'll be okay, totally, 100%.
- You're good. - Should've just left. I'm too old.
What am I doing?
- I don't think they'll be happy. - No, you're wrong. You'll see.
Let's just have fun. This is fun.
Your first. So honored to be here on your first fucking WrestleMania.
Becky, you're gonna be great.
They're gonna love you! They're gonna love you!
Had to work through all the boos and you got there.
And this is the finish.
One more time! One more time!
Michael, have you got something to say to me?
- Tell me right now. - What are… Why are…
- Why are you upset with us? - I'm in front of you.
Why the hell did you do that?
He was gonna kill ya.
Tell him if he wants to fight up once, they'll go fucking apeshit.
Fantastic. Fantastic.
Jeez. I don't have that gear left. That was great, man.
- I don't have any gears. - No. That was great for me.
How are you?
Uh, my hips really hurt.
Your hips?
- My shaky hips. - Both of them?
- I can't do my line dancing. - Oh no.
Happy with it?
- So-so. - Why?
- Some little things. - Okay.
- I thought it was great. Great fight. - Um, like…
Crowd loved you guys.