“1992” quotes from SummerSlam

What are you doing with that ridiculous-looking crown on?

Well, you little stupid peasant, I happen to be Sir Bobby, the King of England.

Henry VIII would be rolling over in his grave, Bobby "the Brain" Heenan, if he could see this! Nonetheless, the only thing royal about you is you're a royal pain; and speaking of a pain, in whose corner is Mr. Perfect really going to be in — the Ultimate Warrior's, or is going to be in the corner of the Macho Man?

WOOOOOOOOOO!!!

I hate to say it, but the Bushwhackers are a lot prettier than some of the women I've seen here.

Would you please stop that?

It's a well-known fact that if you British tax cheats would pay your fair share, you wouldn't put the burden on the royal family!

I'm not sure Hawk even knows where he's at right now. Whether it be London, England, or Des Moines, Iowa, he hasn't got a clue.

With me at this is the former World Wrestling Federation Champion, the man who was disgruntled the moment they announced the main event for SummerSlam, for it was he who felt he should be the #1 contender to face the Macho Man Randy Savage. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the "Nature Boy" Ric Flair.

Rest assured, little man, it was not I alone disgruntled over the fact that the great Ric Flair was denied his opportunity to regain the World Wrestling Federation Championship right here at SummerSlam. After all, when you're talking about the brights lights and the big cities, you gotta be talking London, England. And when you're talking Summerslam, and when you're talking the World Wrestling Federation, you gotta be talking Ric Flair! Woo!

Ric Flair, I couldn't help but notice you're wearing your robe and your wrestling attire. What's going on here?

It's because anybody that knows anything about Ric Flair knows that he stays ready for any kind of action.

And speaking of action, Ric Flair, one man we know is going to be seeing action tonight is your executive consultant, Mr. Perfect, for it's public knowledge he's gonna be in the corner of either the Macho Man Randy Savage or the Ultimate Warrior. As a matter of fact, I saw you and Mr. Perfect show up outside of Wembley Stadium earlier today in a long limosuine, Ric Flair. You two have been embroiled in this controversy of the main event since the day it was announced. As a matter of fact, this match may end up going down in history as the most controversial match in World Wrestling Federation history.

Why, he's in the dressing room.

But whose dressing room?!

The dressing room of the winner! Who else?! WOO!

There are more moons here in London, England, than there are on any other planet!

I've never seen so many smiles in all my life.

From the home of the Olympic Games of 1948

He's no William Shakespeare, that's for sure.

He's a genius!

All Typhoon has to do is sit up and tag his partner.

You're asking a lot for Typhoon to do a situp.

[on the foam fingers in the audience] I remember when I used to walk to the ring, McMahon, and people used to hold up one finger.

That was a different kind of salute.

Alright, this is the SummerSlam you thought you'd never see. And there was an incident out there tonight that I thought I would n... What the hell were you trying to pull?! There was no deal!

You just be quiet, little man! There was a deal, all right!

There was not a deal!

It was a done deal between Ric Flair and Mr. Perfect. A lot of people might think that other deal didn't go down. Not a chance. That was Plan A, and now, Plan B, little man divot-head, is in full charge. Plan B, champ, tell him the way it is.

Oh, come on, this has got to be...

I should've had the shot to begin with! Not the Ultimate Warrior! But now, you ask the Warrior what he wants in life! Well, it's gonna be me, and baby, I'm waiting on you! Plan A, maybe that slipped by. But now, we're looking at Plan B! And baby, the way I see it, the two most perfect men alive today are this gentleman and myself!

You two men, this is an absolute sham in the World Wrestling Federation!

Is my bowtie straight, champ?

You are a killer, brother. You are a killer! In closing, let me tell the whole world and especially one man something. Savage, that belt is coming back to me!

Davey Boy Smith, you have got to be feeling enormous pressure going into this contest for the Intercontinental Championship. You’ll be stepping into the ring with your brother-in-law. Obviously, this match has torn both sides of the family apart. First of all, your thoughts on the family pressures you are facing now.

Well, I’m facing a lot of pressures in the family, Sean. But I didn’t make this match, Jack Tunney made this match. But the British Bulldog has fought hard for two long years to be the #1 contender for the Intercontinental belt. Yes, Bret, you are the Intercontinental Champion. Yes, Bret, you are my brother-in-law. But when I step in the ring with you, Bret, I never met you. I don’t even know you. But at the end of the match, I just hope the families reunite.

British Bulldog, that brings me to my second point, one that may even bring even more pressure on you—the fact that you will be stepping out into that stadium in front of 80,000 of your fellow countrymen.

Sean, that isn’t a pressure. That’s a dream for the British Bulldog. And my second dream is, at the end of the match, the British Bulldog will be the next World Wrestling Federation Intercontinental Champion.

Well, I’ve got to agree with my broadcast colleague, Sean Mooney. Indeed, there is a great deal of pressure for this Intercontinental title bout. However, the pressure for the champion—you, Bret "The Hitman” Hart—much different than the pressure on the challenger, the British Bulldog. For him to win this coveted title, he must either make you submit or get the pinfall 1-2-3 in the center of the ring. And then, of course, there’s the question of the family pressure.

Well, let me tell you something, Gene. As far as family pressure goes, I’ve proven that I work real well under pressure. But you know something that really bugs me, that really irks me, is the British Bulldog actually has the gall to come out here and say that when he steps in the ring with me, that he’s never met me, that he doesn’t know me. Well, let me tell you something, British Bulldog. Take a good look at my face and look me in the eye and tell me you don’t know me. Do you remember that far back, British Bulldog, when I was the one that introduced you to my sister Diana in the first place. And as far as your career in the World Wrestling Federation, I’m the one that helped you the most. You wouldn’t be where you are in the World Wrestling Federation if it wasn’t for me. Talk about gratitude.

Unbelievable intestinal fortitude on the part of both participants. [Hart rolls over Bulldog, attempting a...] Sunset flip...[Bulldog kneels over Bret's shoulders, catches both legs, and leans forward as Joey Marella counts] Wait a minute...two...that's it!

He beat him! He beat him! Wembley Arena is going nuts! I mean Wembley Stadium! I don't know where I am!

Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout...and NEW Intercontinental Champion: The British Bulldog!