Fade in

Two comfy chairs facing each other, lights come on

GUNNER walks in and sits in one of the chairs, WOMAN walks in, stares at him a moment, sits in other chair.

Zoom in on the pair

WOMAN, tall statue-esque black woman with long straight hair.

WOMAN [to GUNNER]

Hello, Mister Fletcher.

GUNNER

Don’t call me that.

WOMAN

I’m sorry?

GUNNER

Don’t call me “Mister Fletcher”

WOMAN

Oh, ok… Hello Gunner

GUNNER

[nods to her]

Hello Miss… Sorry, what’s your name?

WOMAN [slightly annoyed]

Sandra, Sandra Powell

GUNNER

Oh… Hello Miss Powell.

MISS POWELL adjusts herself, GUNNER looks around at the lights and the camera

GUNNER
Is this being filmed?

MISS POWELL

Yes, Gunner.

GUNNER
Oh… Why?

MISS POWELL

[annoyed sigh]

For TV

GUNNER

People still watch TV?

MISS POWELL

I’m the interviewer, GUNNER, not you

GUNNER squirms in his seat before standing up and pacing, MISS POWELL watches him, confused and annoyed.

GUNNER

[snaps his fingers, turned to camera man]

Pen and Paper? Please, anyone. Quickly, please.

CAMERA MAN hands him a pencil and note pad, GUNNER takes it and sits down, begins writing rapidly. Scribbles are nearly unreadable.

MISS POWELL

Are you ready now?

GUNNER

[looks up blankly]

For what?

MISS POWELL

Your interview.

GUNNER

Oh… yeah I guess, you interrupted my flow anyway

GUNNER sets the paper aside and focuses on MISS POWELL, Cameras start rolling, interview begins.

MISS POWELL [to camera]

Hello everyone and welcome to the first ever TV interview with Gunner Fletcher, I’m Sandra Powell and I have plenty of questions for Mister Fletcher but feel free to tweet us your questions to have them answered live on air.

[turns to GUNNER]

Now, Mister Fletcher-

GUNNER

Don’t call me that.

MISS POWELL

[small devious smirk]

Why do you insist everyone call you by your first name?

GUNNER

I’m not my father, don’t call me Mister Fletcher.

MISS POWELL

I see, how was your childhood?

GUNNER [slightly angry]

You can read the police reports online. Next question.

MISS POWELL

So your father was abusive toward you and your mother?

GUNNER [even more agitated]

Don’t talk about my mother

MISS POWELL

Well you said we could-

GUNNER [angry]

Yes, you can read the police reports, you can see the damage he dealt but that doesn’t mean I want to talk about it on TV for everyone to hear!

MISS POWELL

Mister Fletcher, please calm down.

GUNNER [glares]

Do not call me that.

MISS POWELL

I’m sorry, Gunner. Now please sit down.

GUNNER looks around the set, clears his throat and sits down.

GUNNER

Sorry about that. My childhood is a touchy subject.

MISS POWELL [false sympathy]

Understandably, now about your father-

GUNNER [annoyed sigh]

Why are we still talking about him?

MISS POWELL [sweetly]

I just want to understand your past.

GUNNER

Fine, my father is a drunkard.

MISS POWELL

And how did that affect you growing up?

GUNNER
He beat me, he beat my mom. He fucked up my life. Move on.

MISS POWELL

Is it true he killed your mother?

GUNNER [angry]

Yes, ok. He killed my mom. You want to know about my childhood so badly, let’s just talk about it. When I was ten my dad bashed her head in with a bottle of booze in my room while I hid in the closet. He went looking for me and I tried to escape, grabbing what I could which included a small hunting knife. He heard me. When he came back in I stabbed him, it could have been fifteen times it could have been fifty. It didn’t kill him but it gave me time to escape, so I did. I ran to the neighbors and called the cops. Officer Jacob came and took me from that nightmare, helped me find my aunt, and stuck around for me, helping me become who I am. Anything else, Miss Powell?

MISS POWELL

Why did you stab your father?

GUNNER [sighs, stands up]

Because he murdered my mom and was coming after me.

MISS POWELL

Where are you going Mister Fletcher?

GUNNER

Look bitch, I’ve told you not to call me that so you can take this interview and shove it up your ass.

MISS POWELL

Mister Fletcher-

GUNNER [walks off set]

We’re done here. Good bye Miss Powell. I hope this little trip has been worth it.

The cameras roll as GUNNER slams the door, MISS POWELL sits in her chair, happy to cause such a problem for the writer.

MISS POWELL

Well everyone, you saw it here first. Mister Fletcher’s past revealed and his true nature shown to the world. Tune in tomorrow for an interview with star sports caster Jeremy Jenkins. Thank you and have a pleasant day.

The cameras turn off, the lights turn off and MISS POWELL stands up and brushes off unseen dirt. Unknown to her the devoted fans of GUNNER FLETCHER are calling for her job and her boss is inclined to agree with them.

In his car GUNNER rests his head on his steering wheel listening to his phone chime as the anger and sadness he hides away from everyone threatens to boil over and drive him insane. Finally he sits up and looks at the messages scrolling on his phone, the anger and devotion of his fans easing the fear of rejection for past just slightly.

Later that night MISS POWELL is called into her boss’s office, she is forced to clean out her office and escorted from the building while GUNNER hesitantly posts a video thanking his fans for their support and understanding while also promising not to do any more interviews.

THE END

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