Anthony Douglas #15

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Ext: A bridge on a windy night - Night

Anthony is standing on a deserted brdige, in his normal attire. He is staring at the water going downstream below.

ANTHONY

Well, it seems like a rather brisk night. There's a puddle on the ground over over. There is crap in the river down below, but there is no one on this bridge except for me, Anthony Douglas. This suits me just fine. I enjoy solitude. People bother me. Blade, when I spoke to you, I knew you'd come out with some tedious thing to say. Sad thing is, you're not going to see your next fight, son, because you have have been reserved a room at the "Anthony Douglas Hospital for the Certifiably Stupid!" But since you're so keen on ignoring mem I thought I'd give you some thing to build up your confidence.

Anthony bends down. As he talks, he lifts up the item he's talking about, then throws it over the bridge.

ANTHONY

First, you're going to need one of these, it's called a backbone! You use it to prevent your head from banging into your asshole! Next, you're going to need a ballsack for the nuts you obviously don't have! So I went on found you one. . .

Anthony lifts up a black bag and dangles it in front of the camera.

. . .though I doubt it can be used since that vagina you've developed since the HHW, but I found it for you none the see. Next you're going to need some paint thinner to try to rub out that yellow stripe you have running right down the middle of your back. But, since I know all you'll do is run like a little bitch with a skinned knee because it's all you're ever good as, I decided to get you some good Nikes!

Anthony picks up a ratty pair of Nikes.

ANTHONY

Actually, they're actually big pieces of sh*t, just like you, but at least they serve a useful purpose, unlike you! So, you're ass can run and hide, but the fact of the matter is, Blade, you didn't beat, you never beat, and you never f*cking will! You talk about me not being a man! I look at you and all I see is a woman with an overproduction of testosterone! You sit there in your f*ggoty little jacket and you talk like you actually accomplished something, son! Prophet pinned the American Daydream, who talks about my nightmare started. Whatever, I live a G-d damn nightmare every day. What can you do to me I haven't done to myself??? But, Blade, when you do develop nuts, I will bring you one more thing: a notary public; to certify, before G-d and the world, that the Wolverine Anthony Douglas beat and kicked your child beating ass from pillar to post until your body liguified!!! You see, Blade. . .I don't give a damn about the PPV! You sat there and got your ass kicked, and won on the back of a suicidial elf and G-d's messanger! You didn't do sh*t!!! You talk about ignoring me! Son, the last time you went toe-to-toe with the Wolverine, you begged for me to "Kill You Now." I beat your ass like a red-headed stepchild once, I'll beat it again! I told the PCW this would never be over between us and I meant it!!! So, act like I don't exist, son. . .make yourself sound like the biggest coward on the face of the Earth! You're running, son. . .and you know it!

Anthony starts walking down the road.

ANTHONY

I look in your eyes, Blade and I see a hen house, 'cause you ain't nothing but chicken sh*t!!! Tell me, after I beat your ass, Blade. . .did you have a nightmare about it? Wake up in the middle of the night and whine: "No, Anthony. . .stop stomping me into the ground!" Did you wake up in cold sweats and the only thing you're hear is the sound of my foot thumping your ass! So, when you find the nut sack I threw into the river and use it to replace the p*ssy you have, you come to the ring for a fight! I'll bring the ass kicking, you bring the ass!

Anthony turns and walks to his car.

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