Triple H: Rock, judgment day is coming. And true to form, all truths will be told at Judgment Day. It will all come to a head, and everybody will know the truth, Rock. Judgment Day, you and me, Rock. One-on-one, with the one thing that anybody worth a crap in this business wants more than anything, the World Wrestling Federation championship on the line. Only this time, Rock, things'll be a little different. There will be no Stone Cold Steve Austin.
[the crowd cheers]
Triple H: There will be no Linda McMahon. And there will be no little piece-of-crap Earl Hebner sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. There will just be me and you, Rock. But what I propose is, let's up the ante. Let's separate the men from the boys, Rock. Let's find out who is the general in this ring. Let's go the one place that very few people in this business will ever dream of going, Rock. That all those guys in the back are scared to death to ever try and do. Rock, you and me, Iron Man match. 60 minutes, Rock! Let's find out who the man is. Can you go the distance? 60 minutes. The one with the most falls is the undisputed World Wrestling Federation champion. But you gotta look inside, Rock, and you've gotta ask yourself, "Can I hang?" Because I know I can. Can you hang, Rock? Can you step into this ring and go one hour with the Game? Can you, Rock, put it all on the line and hope to God that your lungs don't explode before the end? And can you accept the fact, Rock, that the truth will be told that when you lay on that mat, gasping for air after 60 minutes of getting your ass kicked by the best in this damn business, you will look into my eyes and you will know once and for all that YOU. CAN'T. HANG. WITH ME! Because I have no equal! Rock, you will know once and for all that I am the Game, that I am the World Wrestling Federation champion, and that I AM THAT DAMN GOOD!
