"It's important not to do anything rash," the doctor's says through voiceover.
Back on the bridge, Deadpool's victim remains skewered as the masked man holds him in the air. Time resumes, and we're shown Deadpool releasing the man by slicing him in half before sheathing his swords. He sighs loudly and begins contemplating his next move.
"Now, if I were a 200-pound sack of assholes named Keith, where would I hide?" Deadpool hears a motorcycle revving up in the background and turns. "Oh." The motorcyclist from earlier speeds past him firing a gun. Deadpool, realizing the motorcyclist is Keith, leaps into the air, spinning as he throws his sword. The sword strikes the front wheel, sending the rider tumbling forward until he crumples into a crashed car.
Deadpool rolls down off the hood of a vehicle and strides towards the downed rider.
"A hush falls over the crowd as rookie sensation Sterling Malory Archer out of Regina, Saskatchewan, lines up the shot." He begins speaking as if he's a Canadian football announcer, holding up his hands to form mock goal posts, which he lines up with Keith's head. "His form looks good." He goes for a running kick, nailing Keith right in the face, sending the back of his head right into the underside of the crashed car. "Oh! "And that's..." Keith pulls out his submachine gun, but Deadpool grabs it and throws it off to the side. "Why Regina..." He kicks Keith in the face once more, sending him back into the car's underside once more. "Rhymes with fun. Ladies and gentlemen, what you're witnessing..." He kicks Keith again. "Is sweet..." And again. "Dick-kicking revenge." Before going on top of the crashed SUV and giving Keith an almighty T-Bag. "Oh! Giving him the business." Deadpool grabs him but his jacket collar and hurls him into a barrier and kicks off his helmet. "This is taking unsportsmanlike conduct to a whole new level!" Deadpool rams a sword through Keith's shoulder and the concrete barrier. Deadpool uses his middle and index finger to push Keith's head upward so that he's looking right at Deadpool. "Looking good, Keith. Well rested. Like you've been pitching, not catching." Keith looks on at his attacker, with no clue as to the man's true identity. "Ringing any bells? No?" Using both hands, Deadpool peels his mask up to his nose. "How about now?"
Keith stares at him and chuckles slowly. "Sterling fucking Archer." Deadpool reapplies his mask. "Well, hello, gorgeous."
"Yeah, like I got bit by a radioactive Shar-Pei. Yeah. And whose fault is that, huh, Keith? Yeah, time to undo what you did, you cyborg son of a bitch.
"Please, you should thank me. Apparently, I made you immortal. I'm actually quite jealous."
"Yeah, but this ain't a life worth living, is it?" He wiggles the sword wedged in Keith's shoulder before slapping it lightly. As he continues arguing with Keith, Colossus walks up behind him. "Now, I'm about to do to you what CIA did to several innocent people via MK-Ultra during the early 1950's." He's about to give Keith an almighty beatdown, but accidentally hits Colossus's metal crotch. He feels around the crotch behind him. "Dad?"
Colossus grabs Deadpool and tosses him away. Time slows down again, and we hear Deadpool speaking through voiceover.
"I think we can all agree that shit just went sideways in the most colossal way."