Post by djblue on Apr 30, 2006 18:33:43 GMT -5
FADE IN
EXT. A RAINY SEMI-COLD DAY IN FLAGSTAFF, ARIZONA - EARLY EVENING, TWO DAYS AFTER MELISSA CAME INTO ANTHONY'S HOME.
Anthony Douglas walks down Route 66 in Downtown Flagstaff, Arizona. He passes Collins Irish Pub and turns north on Beaver Street. The rain is coming down in sheets. Anthony stands alone in his full length black leather duster and his black cowboy hat in an alley. From the bottom, his black cowboy boots are seen. The duster is soaked, but waterproofed, so it is repelling the rain. His hands are in his pocket.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
Docile. . .adjective. Something ready and willing to be taught; teachable: or something yielding to supervision, direction, or management; tractable. I guess, according to most people in the PCW, I am the docile Wolverine. A trainable, subservant animal that can be taught and responds to management and supervision. I'm a tool, then. Some soul dead conformist zombie who is just willing to be taught, controlled and dominated. Loco, American Nightmare, Willard. . .what a sad, pathetic and tedious statement. Anthony Douglas cannot be controlled. Anthony Douglas cannot be taught. Anthony Douglas cannot be a soul dead conformist zombie. Anthony Douglas does not have a soul. . .nor compassion, empathy or sympathy. The Wolverine is an animal that attacks without regard, at anything and everything it sees without mercy or feeling. Loco, listening to you makes it seem I was controllable. I am not. In fact, I am far from controllable. I am an animal, a sick animal that needs to be put down. People have said they would, but failed. Will you step up and try, and fail like the rest? American Nightmare hides behind his size, you hide behind hubris and Willard hides behind the apron strings of his wife and the protection of being a father. People like Willard don't deserve the love of a child.
Anthony looks at Alpine Pizza, a pizzeria across from Collins.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
People like Willard don't deserve anything but the beating they get on their hands and knees and beg for! Your N2S was a joke. You're a joke, except no one's laughing. We're only wondering how long it will take you to realize that deep down, you're a scared little girl who needs crutches to hold to. Willard, you and the American Daydream and the Ese Loco think I abandoned you. . .No I didn't. You failed. All three of you failed. . .and now all you do is whine and bitch about me leaving. Boys, I f*cking hate people like you!
The rain intensifies.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
I enjoy the rain. Nothing puts me at ease faster than a horrible day with loust weather. That's what "fuels me up." It energizes me because deep down, I know how I am like days like this. People need horrible days to make them appreciate the good ones. People need me to realize how good their lives are. I am Saw. . .deep down, I know that the people who take life for granted will end up being beaten within an inch of their lives. Nightmare, you're upset I abandoned you? Son, you deserve the ass kicking I'm givng you. I keep making this mistake of showing people mercy. . .I made the mistake of showing you a little mercy. You're upset because you got beat by the Holy Prophet! Nightmare, as far as I am concerned, the only thing I did was leave a bunch of quislings for opening his mouth once too often without the ability to back up their bullsh*t. . .I made a mistake of being friends with three sacks of human sh*t that, on their best day, isn't worthy of licking the sh*t off my boots.
Anthony walks into Collins. The bartender looks at him.
BARTENDER
The usual, Tony?
ANTHONY
Yeah. . .just the usual. I'm suppose to meet Melissa at Alpine.
BARTENDER
(whistles)
Going top shelf, I see? Good for you. It's about time.
ANTHONY
Explain the top shelf comment.
BARTENDER
Dude. . .Melissa's sweet. Nice girl, nice looking, hot friends in Pi Phi.
ANTHONY
I think I'll take my sweet tea to go.
BARTENDER
(pours it into a white cup)
No charge, dude. Keep in touch.
ANTHONY
I live here and in Tucson. I'll try.
Anthony walks out of Collins and across the street to Alpine Pizza.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
Deep down, you know they are right. Melissa is a very lovely woman. I have nothing to offer her, but she seems to think differently. I haven't let someone in for 10 years. And she accepts that. How is that possible? How can she be that way?
Anthony stops and looks at Starlight Books next door to Alpine. He looks at his watch and walks into Starlight.
CLERK
Good afternoon.
ANTHONY
Good day.
CLERK
Anything I can help you find?
ANTHONY
No, I know what I'm looking for.
CLERK
Call if you need me?
Anthony walks into the fiction section and thumbs through the stage plays.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
Am I sorry for getting involved with three pieces of human sh*t? Hell no I'm not, because I don't care who I have to walk over. Anthony Douglas will do what Anthony Douglas wants, without worry, regret, regard or recriminiation! You want to try to exact revenge because of a mistake on your part? You trusted me! Never trust a loner. Never trust a man who doesn't have anything to lose. So, now, American Nightmare and N2S want me dead. You don't scare me, nothing does. I had fear killed as an emotion. So, now it's you, me and the Elven dumbass Lantlas. And seeing how I have a death warrant for both men, I know they both will be gunning for me. Which is fine! It's fine because maybe, you two can finally put me down! I don't think it's possible. But, you can try, and you two will fail. Thing is I have two people who want to see me dead. . .add it to pile! Seth Sinn, Jason Willard, Loco, American Nightmare, Lantlas, Blade. . .never have I thought I would be so popular by more people that suck more d*ck than a hooker in a gang bang. I told you, Lantlas, you'd never see the end of me. Back in the HHW, I wanted to take you out to the woodshed, but Al Laiman threw your little buddy Neo Anderson at me. So, don't take the ass whipping I'm going to give you personally, son! Actually, please do take it personally. . .because between you, N2S, your little buddy Seth Sinn and that piece of crap Blade, and I do mean crap, I have a ton of death warrants to stomp into people's asses! You just happen to be the first, and American Nightmare happens to be the second.
Anthony takes a book and walks to the clerk.
CLERK
Moliere! Good choice. $5.50.
ANTHONY
(pulls out a 10)
Here.
CLERK
(making change)
Care for a bag?
ANTHONY
No thank you.
CLERK
You have a good day, sir.
Anthony walks out of Starlight and north one building into Alpine.
CLERK
Welcome to Alpine.
ANTHONY
One extra cheese pizza please.
The clerk rings up the order. Anthony sits in a booth by the window. Anthony looks up at the clock. He puts the book on the table and watches the rain fall.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
People have always told me how they wanted to give me things. My father wanted to give me the life he struggled for. My mother wanted to give me whatever I wanted. The State of Arizona wanted to give me 5 to 15 for beating a man outside a bar. The inmates in prison wanted to give me a daily beating.
And, I never gave back. Nightmare, Lantlas. . .I do plan on giving you five things. . .and it isn't even Christmas yet:
1: A complimentary beating where the only thing you'll know is the mistakes you made:
2: A complimentary ambulance ride to the nearby ICU
3: A complimentary two week vacation in that ICU
4: A complimentary loss of the ability to walk upright or chew solid foods.
5: And a return beating just for the hell of it!
Nightmare, you know where I'll be at Trauma. We don't have to wait until the fight. You can come and find me and I'll beat your ass until your dead ancestors feel it. Hell, it might even be considered a hate crime, since I believe pieces of crap like you are a protected class. . .I believe jackasses are protected. Because, in my eyes, that's all you are! So, you tell Willard, Loco. . .hell, tell Destiny as well, Anthony Douglas does not care if it's a man, woman, PCW President or G-d himself. . .no one is safe from me! No one is safe from punishment of Anthony Douglas. I need to feel human again. I need to feel whole again. Watching you with those two concubines sickens me to the point of physical illness. Maybe if I beat them, as well as you Lantlas, I can give myself some peace! Maybe I am perverse and sick. You people like to call is psychotic. No, it's not that. . .because a psychotic doesn't know right from wrong. I do. . .I just don't care! So, at Trauma, Nightmare, come and look for me.
A car pulls past on Beaver Street, splashing water up on the sidewalk.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
You want a war, Nightmare? Anthony Douglas has never backed down. You decided to make this personal? So be it! You think I'm not ready for a war? Son, I declared War on Humanity a long time ago. Ever since that sack of human cowardice. . .I'm sorry, Elven cowardice, since we all know Elves exist in real life. . .sh*t, I run into them, fairy, goblins, tree sprites and Dragons every day up on the San Francisco Peaks outsite Flagstaff. . .ever side that sack of HUMAN cowardice, Lantlas, decided to use his friends to beat me, I declared war on Lantlas. Unfortunately, the little Elf first ran away, then ran here. So I followed. The son of a bitch turned yellow and ran off. Deep down, I knew he would. The piece of garbage runs when someone breathes down his neck, or tries to make it so his friends can deal with his problems. . .problems is, Lantlas, there ain't no friends anymore. There aren't CUBANs around to save your ass. There isn't anyone to protect you! Even Seth's not here. No Neo Anderson, No Neovan, No Trent, No Geno! Just you, with all your "Elven" powers of bullsh*tting everyone. Nightmare. . .Lantlas, you want to pin me? Hell, go ahead in try. The fact is, it seems that alot of people have me in your cross hairs. Fine! Take me on, take me out! I welcome it! You pieces of crap don't have it in you. You show mercy, compassion, trust. . .you want gold! I want bloodshed! You want prestige. . .I want violence. You want power. . .I want destruction. You want a future. . .I want nothing! Nothing; except N2S broken, bleeding, damaged and crippled at my feet, begging for death.
Anthony smiles as the Pizza comes. Melissa walks in as the time, wearing a Pi Phi raincoat. She sees Anthony, waves and walks over.
MELISSA
I'm not late, am I?
ANTHONY
No, you're not. (forcing out the words) I really am glad you came here to be with me.
MELISSA
(surprised)
You are.
ANTHONY
Melissa, I'm not a good person. I'm not a person you can take home to Mommy and Daddy. I have a big fight coming up and I am leaving tomorrow to catch a plane early. I don't know what condition I will be in when I get back on Wednesday. But, I'll be up here in Flagstaff. The ranch in Tucson is being taken care of by friends of the family that I haven't run off. I. . .
MELISSA
(takes his hand)
I don't care if my parents like you, don't like you or love you. I don't care. The fact that you invited me here and are talking to me says alot to me. I know what you do for a living. I've seen you come back here with black eyes, cuts and hurt. I always wondered how you dealt with it. I'll take care of you after you get back if you need it.
ANTHONY
(looks at Melissa)
I haven't heard that since my mother told me that years ago.
MELISSA
(looks at the pizza)
Pizza's getting cold.
ANTHONY
Yes. . let's eat.
Anthony and Melissa take slices of the pizza.
CUT TO: OUTSIDE ALPINE PIZZA - ONE HOUR LATER
Melissa and Anthony stand in front of Melissa's Mitsubishi Eclipse Spyder.
MELISSA
You sure you don't need a ride?
ANTHONY
I'll walk. I like the rain. It's relaxing.
MELISSA
Call me before you leave to go to Phoenix.
ANTHONY
I will.
Melissa leans in to kiss Anthony, but he backs away.
MELISSA
(looks down)
Too soon. I'll talk to you later, Anthony.
Melissa looks at the book in Anthony's hand.
MELISSA
The Misanthrope by Moliere. Good play. Know what it's about?
ANTHONY
I just read Tartuffe. So, no.
MELISSA
(smiles)
It's about a man who hates humanity. He finally falls in love with someone. (She winks at Anthony) Call me.
Melissa gets into her car and drives back to Mountain View Hall (OOC: Land prices in Flagstaff are beyond expensive. The Greeks can't afford houses, so they have a "Greek Dorm," Mountain View Hall) on the campus of Northern Arizona University. Anthony walks northward towards Flagstaff Medical Center where his log cabin is.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
Sometimes, there is a hinting of humanity in all things dead or wanting to be dead. Sometimes it happens when I least expect it to. Right now, Melissa needs to be a distant memory. My problem is with Nightmare and Lantlas. Nightmare, you want me because you think I cost you a fight! I robbed you of your moment in the sun. Son, you got pinned, not me! You proved your muscle has a glass jaw! You think I did that to you? You want me to apologize? I would say I'm sorry, but honestly, I am not! Nightmare, I don't care if I have to go through the entire damn PCW. To me, it's more people I get to beat on in my search for peace and tranquility. You know excatly what I want. I know you're pathetic dream and it bores and sickens me. In fact, if your dream in life is to wear a leather strap with tin on it, you are a sad little man who deserves the euthanasia I will give you! You wanted a belt. I'll take my off, use it as a whip and beat you like a government mule! You wanted a war. . .you have one! Because, unlike Willard, it isn't the belt, it's the person. I don't care if you have a belt, if Lantlas has one. . .sh*t I don't give a damn about any of that. . .all I want is four people broken by my hands! You think I'm going to stop, Nightmare, once a winner is declared! They are going to have to pull me off of you! Captain Jackass and whomever pulls his strings are going to have to sedate me to get me off of you! This isn't about looking for a championship, Nightmare. . .this isn't about prestige, Lantlas. . .it's about the one way trip to hell I'm going on. And if I'm going to hell, I'm taking the lot of you with me!
Anthony looks down and sees the water going through the storm grate of Beaver Street. He continues walking.
ANTHONY
(V.O.)
You, Nightmare, made your decision about me. Now try to enforce it! You want to have a Nightmare or two to deal with! American Daydream, I live a nightmare every G-d damn day of the year! I am the personification of a living nightmare. I am unbriddled hatred! I hate you! I hate Willard! I hate Lantlas! I hate the PCW! I hate those shiftless people who pay to watch me fight! I hate people who cheer and boo me! I hate Captain Jackass Nospine! I hate everyone and everything! Don't think for a second I don't know hate! I hate who I am, what I am and what I have become! I hate EVERYTHING! It's all I have left! Indiffernence about my life and hate of everything! My hate led to my vandetta, son! You think I'm weak? Nightmare, I truly don't give two craps what you think! I joined up with you're little over-rated posse because I saw it was a way to be the living piss out of Lantlas. You failed, I left. . .and now I have both of you, thanks to your sh*tty fighting! I beat Lantlas' partner's ass because it's what I wanted to do at the moment! You, and N2S, weren't even in the equation! You weren't even in the idea behind it! So, don't give me hypocritical bullsh*t, pal! Deep down, you know that if I didn't carry you two, you would have lost worst than you did! You people decided I could be controlled and that I would do what you wanted me to do. It doesn't work like that. Anthony Douglas does what he wants, where he wants, when he wants, how he wants and to whom he wants! Then you're little group. . .they come out and run their mouths:
N2S reminds me of a couple of hobbling jackasses that need to be put down! I know The Captain left fighting because deep down, he doesn't have what it takes anymore! All he needs to do is sit in his office, wipe his asses to remove the reside from his activity with Ian Brody and buy himself a cheap bottle of ripple to drink and build up some of the courage he never had to begin with! As far as those two pieces of garbage go in my fight go: I know fighters like issuing fights and challenges! I have a couple of challenges for them! I challenge you, Nightmare, to remove the skirt and back up your words with actions, something you couldn't do at the PPV. Since you two are pieces of crap, I challenge you two to flush yourself down a crapper! You're done telling Anthony Douglas what to do. . .you carry Willard's water, Nightmare! I'll beat your asses just like I beat Blade's and Seth Sinn's! I told the PCW that I made a list, and it's the Wolverine's list and I'm planning to run through all of you! Nightmare, enjoy your last days of walking and eating. . .invest in a wheelchair, backboard and straws, because you're going to be sucking your food through a straw after Trauma! Lantlas, nothing I can say can reveal how I will enjoy stomping you into a liquified pile of ooze at Trauma. . .as for Blade. . .I have nothing to say to you because you simply are nothing.! You're best bet is to stay away from me, boy! I beat your ass once. . .I'll do it again. Don't tip my hands, boy.
Anthony coughs and walks up to his porch. He turns and sees the ran is letting up a bit. He looks up to see the clouds darken a little. A rumble of thunder is heard.
ANTHONY
(spoken, peaceful)
It really is a beautiful day.
Anthony watches the rain from a chair on his porch. A crack of thunder and a bolt of lightening is seen. The rain intensifies yet again.
FADE TO BLACK