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Date Posted: 23:44:21 03/13/03 Thu
Author: John Bistiza
Subject: It is MINE to finish

Fade in...

A hospital parking deck. John Bistiza and his manager, Scott, exit a door on the side of the deck quickly and get into a waiting taxi, which speeds away from the scene.

Inside the taxi...

John: We just had to return the ambulance, didn't we?

Scott: Yes. We said we were borrowing it, and we needed to stick with that. Now that it's been returned--unscathed and no worse for wear, I might add--then we don't have to worry about anyone accusing us of stealing it. Well, they can accuse, but of course we know nothing about any ambulance, do we?

Scott and John both laugh as the taxi stops and they get out. Fade out...

...and back in on a hotel room. John is sitting on the edge of a bed holding a video tape in one of his large hands.

John: I found a video. There's a little note on the back. (reading) "Bistiza: Here is the latest on Flabulas." I wonder who it's from. It's not signed.

Scott: Put it in. We'll see what's on it first and make deductions later.

The two men watch the tape, which does indeed contain events recently taped at the behest of Flabulas. When it finishes, John stops it. While it rewinds, he speaks his mind.

John: It feels good, Flabby. Oh yes, it feels good. No, not your wife, although I'm sure she would feel good too. I see you're keeping a tight rein on the little lady since you found out that the word rape isn't in John Bistiza's vocabulary.

John throws his head back and laughs, then leans forward and laughs some more. There is a glimmer of something in his eye; something that pierces into the camera lens and beyond. Something that seems altogether...EVIL. In a moment John regains his composure and continues.

John: I know, I know. You don't like hearing that, and neither does anyone else. But I shall digress to my original point.

It feels good to have finally put you in your proper place, Flabby. I have made you pay for what you did to me those months ago. I have made you pay for attacking me from behind for no reason and costing me my matchup, and also for being stupid enough to continue with me for as long as you did.

I've said it before and I'll probably have to say it again: If you start something with me, it is MINE to finish. At Electromania, I finished it. Yes, that's right, Flabby. Electromania ended things. But you want to challenge me to a special little matchup, don't you? You just can't let it end.

What is it with you, Flabby? Are you a true glutton for punishment of the worst kind? Or are you just too stupid to know when to quit? Perhaps a bit of both. But then, you want to come as close to killing me as you can.

John laughs briefly, then pauses a moment as if to think, and his face melts from laughter to his usual stoicism quickly.

John: Oh, you're going to threaten me with guns and death if I come near your wife. That's right. Lucky for you, threats don't bother me. So many people have threatened me in my life--so pick a number, Flabby, and stand in line.

But you want to jump to the front of the line. You have challenged me to a special matchup. Sorry to let you down, Flabby, but I'm going to decline this one. Why? Because I have finished this already. It is over as far as I am concerned. It was MINE to finish, and I finished it.

I'm on to greener pastures. I've got bigger fish to fry. There's more fish in the grass to be caught, and the sea is always greener on the other side. (pause) Wait...ah, to hell with the cliches! You know what I mean!

For the record, I'm declining your little challenge, Flabby. I'm done with you, and I'd advise you to let it stay that way. If you don't, I'll have to finish it again for good. And then I will finish YOU for good as well.

John gets up and walks past the camera. In a moment a door can be heard opening and closing, and then we...

...fade out.

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