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  1. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan looks back at the rest of the Coalition.* Logan: Talk about Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Christ, do we have enough money to hire a company shrink? *The Coalition laughs* Logan: Well boys, let's go check in with the Boss.

  2. IWF Locker Room

    Logan: It doesn't matter where you served and what you saw. You pull out a gun in a room full of people and one accident, your life is over kid. Where I grew up I saw someone dead from guns once a week, families torn apart, people going to jail because they're first instinct was to pull a piece...

  3. IWF Locker Room

    *Matthews lights a half burned cigar from his pocket.* Logan: Now why is, that every time there's a problem in this locker room someone pulls a gun? Mark, I don't like you. I don't like you one, single, bit. But, I don't want to see anyone throw their lives away over some bullshit. Now, like it...

  4. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan cocks his head to the right to look at Jason, letting his glasses slide a little bit down his nose, showing his eyes; He's glaring at Jason's hand.* Logan: Jason, this was a private conversation. Now, I suggest you take your hand off my shoulder, walk your untalented ass back across the...

  5. IWF Locker Room

    Logan: I know I can do this, but I was hoping for maybe a little insurance if you catch my drift.

  6. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan Matthews walks in wearing his typical suit and aviators with his Xtreme title over his left shoulder. He looks around before spotting Vino and walking over to him. When he speaks, it's in a low, hushed tone, so only they can hear what is said.* Matthews: Mr. Moltisanti, sorry to bother...

  7. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan Matthews and Furio are sitting in front of a monitor watching Aaron Williams promo and smoking cigars.* Logan: He's all talk. I know I've got nothing to worry about. Right Furio?

  8. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan's train of thought is broken by Furio's words. He kind of shakes his head to come back to Earth and looks at Furio briefly before a broad smile comes across his face.* Logan: I'm doing great Furio. How about you? Cigar? *Logan opens his jacket to expose several concealed Cubans.*

  9. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan Matthews sits back in his chair and takes a Cuban cigar from the inside of his jacket and lights it up. After he blows a few smoke rings he smiles and shakes his head knowingly. He wonders if any of the them realize how futile their useless squabbling is. No one ever got anywhere fighting...

  10. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan Matthews steps towards Vino.* Matthews: Boss, all due respect to you, but this kid isn't worth the trouble. He's just a snot nosed punk. You're big on respect right? Well this kid is disrespecting me, you, and everyone else here. Would your grace, I would like to get this kid in the...

  11. IWF Locker Room

    *Matthews turns to face Adam.* Matthews: Adam, don't mistake my win for a fluke. I hope that one day you win the IWF World Title so that I can have the pleasure of beating you again and walking out with twenty pounds of gold around my waist.

  12. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan Matthews stands up from the folding chair he's sitting on, allowing a few ashes to fall off his cigar and on to the floor. He looks at Adam Freeman, giving him a nod before walking over to Mat Jones.* Logan: Mat, Mat, Mat, Mat, Mat, Mat. See, the thing you don't about this locker room...

  13. IWF Locker Room

    *Logan Matthews walks in to the locker room wearing a nice, black suit, green tie, and aviators.* Logan: Well, well, well, looks who's back boys. Who missed me?
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