It's time for a Royal Rumble replay. Bret Hart tosses a hairier, fatter Jerry Lawler out of the ring.

Kurt Angle strolls down to the ring to meet The Rock. Before the match, Angle has a few things to say. He thinks that The Rock is being a whiner, and that the people of San Antonio, Texas are obnoxious. Angle tells the locals that they can "remember the Alamo" but can't remember things like "showering, holding down a job, literacy, and obviously, mastering the concept of using a toothbrush." Ha! No one insults the locals like Angle. The Rock enters the ring, and the match begins. I thought I heard someone in the crowd chanting, "X-Pac sucks!" which reminds me of how much I don't miss him. Oh, I guess they were saying, "Angle sucks!" The Rock attempts a Rock Bottom on the announce table, but Angle counters and both men go falling to the floor. Angle gets up first and gets an Olympic Slam on The Rock. Michael Cole says that The Rock maybe be "broken in half." Michael Cole, you are no JR. Don't even try it. Before The Rock can be counted out, Angle throws him back into the ring. Angle goes to the top turnbuckle for a Missile Dropkick. Huh? Angle? Top turnbuckle? Something does not compute there. Angle argues with the ref, which allows The Rock to make a comeback. The Rock leaves the ring to get a chair, which causes an argument with the ref. While The Rock is distracted, Angle gets up, but The Rock counters. This causes another argument with the ref. The Rock gives the ref a Rock Bottom. Same to the next ref that comes in. The Rock ends up clocking Angle with a chair as the crowd screams wildly. The Rock grabs the WWF belt and holds it up to the crowd, as if to say, "It will be mine. Oh, yes. It will be mine." The announcers continue to set up the storyline by saying that this is only the beginning of The Rock's journey to the title.

Stone Cold is still waiting for Stephanie to arrive.