We begin the show as pyros flash, and we are greeted by the commentators.
Matthews: "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to another exciting edition of Friday Night SmackDown as we get set for this Sunday where the WWE Championship will be defended inside of the confines of the Elimination Chamber."
Striker: "A sadistic structure, Josh. One that has destroyed bodies, shortened careers and broken spirits. All for that one chance at gold."
Dolph Ziggler comes out with his new theme "Here to Show the World." He gets a good positive reaction which causes him to make faces at the crowd in surprise as if unsure why they are cheering. He enters the ring and is given a mic.
Ziggler: "Look, last week, I did it. With all my injuries and my issue, I defeated John Cena. With that, I qualified to fight inside the brutal Elimination Chamber. It was a revelation, a turning point in my entire career. I finally pulled it all together. No fainting, no cheap tricks. Just me standing above John Cena.
"Right now, I'm on the top of the world. I don't know what's gotten into you guys, but I can't really waste my breath taunting anyone tonight. You want to cheer, cheer. Just know that on Sunday, I will begin my first true road to WrestleMania. I mean I've already beaten one half of the main event. What does that say about my direction?"
CM Punk comes out before Ziggler can say another word with a microphone in hand.
Punk: "Congratulations, Dolph, really, I mean that. It's not often anybody beats John Cena, and you did it when it mattered most. But are you really ready? You sure those injuries aren't still nagging, because I've been in three Chamber matches and nobody wants to wrestle in one injured."
Ziggler: "Thanks for the public service announcement, officer. Now, did you want something?"
The Miz breaks up the talking as he comes out with his own mic as well.
Miz: "As always Punk is out here, finding somebody to prattle on with. Really, Punk? Really? How about you actually get in a ring and wrestle? Seems more and more you are becoming a special exclusive product for pay-per-views only. You too good for these fans? I mean, you aren't really a self-righteous prick, are you?"
Punk: "Miz, shut the hell up. Honestly, you are complaining about me wrestling? Who has beaten who the last, well, every time we have faced?"
Miz: "That... that doesn't-"
Jeff Hardy comes out to break up the talking as he makes his way quickly toward the ring, grabs a microphone, and gets inside.
Hardy: "Last week, talking. This week, more talking. You guys just don't stop. You do know that the winner isn't decided by who's the best debater, right?"
Miz: "You've got a lot of guts coming out here after what you pulled last week."
Hardy: "What? Putting you down in a fair fight? Guess it happens.-"
Curt Hawkins and Tyler Reks interrupt proceedings as they come out with Hawkins holding a microphone.
Hawkins: "You know? I agree with Jeff. DO you know who has the most momentum going into Sunday? The ones that have had to climb the furthest in a short amount of time, Hawkins and Reks. You know what we did differently than every one of you? We wrestled, and we dominated every time.
"We were left lying on the mat, bloody messes. We aren't one and one do far in our return. And we certainly have never lost back to back title matches. Why? Because all we did was win. And on Sunday, while you all try to talk, Reks and I will eliminating you one by one."
Michael Cole is out now with a microphone.
Cole: "Look, you guys want to prove yourselves? Well, tonight is your chance. Every one of you will get an opportunity to go into the night with bragging rights or the worst possible handicap. There will be a triple threat tag team match tonight. Each of you will be paired randomly with one of the other members in the Chamber.
"The team that fails to work together and loses? They must start the Elimination Chamber match. The winners? They get the honor of handicapping their opponents and proving that they deserve to be inside the chamber."
All the men in the ring look around not sure who they will be stuck with wrestling with. We cut to commercial break.