Interview 5: End of an Interview
NOTES: Boring chapter but then I like writing scenes with two people.
Contains a little swearing.
FAN: I'm nervous that you know so much about me but I don't know anything about you!
GENTLEMAN: Of course, my good man. I don't mean to be rude. My name is Peter Plush, the former head of FNAF news!
FAN: Peter…Peter Plush? You…?
PLUSH: It's a pleasure to meet you, Fan.
FAN: I should arrest you right now!
PLUSH: Now, now, Fan…let's not get off on the wrong foot here. I don't mean to cause trouble.
FAN: You…bastard! You should be in jail!
PLUSH: That would do you no good! I have the best lawyers…
FAN: Ha, I'm surprised you could afford any…with all those lawsuits piled on top of you. Compensation to all those families that lost their children to a psycho…that YOU employed.
PLUSH: Yes…I know…
FAN: How could you employ Guy Kanes…the guy wasn't even human!
PLUSH: Believe me, Fan, I've paid for it. I've paid a lot! Guy Kanes was a mistake, a massive mistake on my part but like I've said, I've paid for it!
FAN: Not justice though, you should be in prison. Money to those families means fuck all when they've lost their children…it won't replace them or bring them back.
PLUSH: My business was ruined because of Guy Kanes, don't you think I realized that?! He…ruined me…to the brink that I had nothing…
FAN: Nothing? You're still here. I should shoot you right now!
PLUSH: I don't think that'll look good on your part…
FAN: At least I'll know one scumbag is dead.
PLUSH: Listen, I hate Guy Kanes as much as you. He ruined me…my reputation was out the window. When I found out what he did I…(Sighs) I…know it was over for me.
FAN: But it's not though is it? You're here for something else…
PLUSH: Yes…(Notices the whisky and tumblers on the side and goes over to it)…a form of redemption, I suppose.
FAN: Don't move!
PLUSH: I'm only getting a drink.
Plush goes over to the cabinet and helps himself to some whisky, he pours into a glass and takes a sip. He licks his lips as if he'd tried the best whisky ever made. He raises his glass to Fan, with a smile. Fan just watches him in anger.
PLUSH: Good whisky this, my good man. You've got some good taste.
FAN: Right, you've had your drink, now go!
PLUSH: Not after we've had a little talk.
FAN: We've got nothing to talk about. I don't talk to criminals.
PLUSH: I haven't committed a crime, Fan. Even the law knows this, all I've done was give out millions to families, lots of families. I'm only guilty for another man's crimes, I employed him and thus, it's my fault. I've now paid for that fault. Massively.
FAN: You still spoke to Fone though, didn't you? He was corrupted!
PLUSH: Yes, I've heard about Fone, I was shocked, really I was. He was my friend, Fan, my dear friend…and to think he did…(Gets a lump in his throat) that…he was a part of all this…
FAN: And worked for Guy Kanes…
PLUSH: Yes, exactly! They worked together, all connected this was…but me, I was the odd one out. I didn't know…this was all happening, how was I to know? Fone didn't tell me a thing, not a word. This is a shock to me…
FAN: What about when Guy wanted to interview Mike? I'm assuming you sent him to do it.
PLUSH: (Sighs) He insisted that he wanted the job…and bizarrely wanted to go to Daniel Kanes funeral…at first I refused it but he mentioned that there could be more to this story than meets the eye, he convinced me it'd be good for the network….I believed him.
FAN: You believed a…fucking robot?
PLUSH: How was I to know? How was I to know John Kanes invented him? Stuff like that is impossible! Impossible! But…you would know a lot about…robots, don't you…?
FAN: That's…different…
PLUSH: Is it though, Fan…is it? I've listen to the tapes you recorded, the same recording with a Mike Schmidt. Very fascinating story, I must say…
FAN: Why are you here, Plush?
PLUSH: To make amends. To become a new person…
FAN: Why should I trust a person who had connections with Guy and Fone? Both fucked up as each other.
PLUSH: The past shouldn't matter now, Fan, all that is history. I'm bringing back Freddy Fazbear and co…I have the rights now!
FAN: Why should I be interested? You know, I'll just shut the place down!
PLUSH: On what reason? This isn't a pizza parlour or a stupid horror attraction. This is a new vision…a vision where all the past stories about Fazbear are out the window and yet, a new beginning comes to light…a story where it's all doom and gloom but I twist that into something bright, something wonderful, something that children and parents will love in years to come. A theme park, Fan, a theme park based on your stories, Mike's stories…all the evil is now…cute.
FAN: This…is insane. Everybody knows the reputation of Freddy Fazbears, there is no way it could work.
PLUSH: Yes, it can!
FAN: I've heard enough. I don't know why you're here telling me this crap but it's pointless. Why tell me? Why not do a stupid billboard advert, or spread the news online about this? Why come and talk to me about it?
PLUSH: You know full well that the people, the world, want to see Mike Schmidt again…the hero!
FAN: It won't happen…
PLUSH: Then why spread his story all over the world? If that really IS the real Mike Schmidt, then the people want to see it for themselves…unless your story is a lie.
FAN: It's no lie. It's all true.
PLUSH: Then show me him!
FAN: Get out now! I know where this is going! Get out!
PLUSH: What do you mean?
FAN: It's obvious! You want to see Mike and kill him, you even have a motive, he killed Fone. This is just another revenge ploy; well I ain't having it…
PLUSH: You do not understand, Fan!
FAN: Yes, I do!
Fan picks up his phone, ready to call in some security but Plush half jumps over the desk and slams his hand on the dial, cutting the line off. His other hand wrapped around the desk near the front to keep his balance. His face is of begging.
PLUSH: Please don't do this, Fan…please…
FAN: Get off!
PLUSH: I am begging you, don't do this! I am trying to explain, I really am but you won't listen, that's all I want you to do is listen…please…look at me. (Fan does) I thought police officers listen…not just to protect but to serve…and sometimes serving is also listening. Please, hear me out, Fan…if you're not convinced of what I've got to say…then I'll leave…I promise.
Plush lifts up his hand as if to let Fan carry on…Plush sighs thinking he's lost the battle with Fan, he goes over to the whisky cabinet and helps himself.
PLUSH: I'll just have one more and I'll go. I…didn't mean to cause all this…I…I just want to…rebuild, that's all. And I thought you could help…
Fan sighs frustratingly and slams the phone down, this made Plush jump a little. Plush turns to look at Fan, who points to the chair but his expression of confused anger doesn't change.
FAN: Sit down.
PLUSH: Thank you.
Plush brings his glass to the table and coolly sits down, as does Fan.
FAN: You've got two minutes. Talk!
PLUSH: Right, as you know I'm creating a theme park…this has been going on for 8 months now-
FAN: How'd you keep it a secret?
PLUSH: I only employ people I trust to keep this project secret. You only know now because word has spread on my discression. That was the purpose, a teaser you could say.
FAN: Go on…
PLUSH: Yes, well this work has being going on for 8 months now and it's almost finished, I'm so close but…I need to know if it'll work. I can't just open it to the public without anything being tested, so I want some…volunteers, to try it out, a preview.
FAN: Let me guess…you want me to come along and "see" this theme park?
PLUSH: Yes, Fan, yes!
FAN: Why me?
PLUSH: I believe a officer of your calibre is the perfect critic, a cop who is truthful and honest, a hero, a face the public will recognize…but I was wondering if you could invite someone else…
FAN: Mike…?
PLUSH: You've got it!
FAN: That…won't happen!
PLUSH: Why not?
FAN: It's complicated!
PLUSH: (Sigh) The thing is, Fan…I NEED Mike, I do…
FAN: Why?
PLUSH: I…want him to be a part of the attraction.
FAN: Again, that won't happen…he wouldn't do it!
PLUSH: Why not?
FAN: He…still thinks the world won't accept him!
PLUSH: Then…this is the perfect opportunity for him! If he says, what he says he is…an animatronic, then this job will be perfect for him…he could interact with people, the parents, the children…people will understand him, they will LOVE him. I guarantee they will!
FAN: I don't know…
PLUSH: Can you not convince him…?
FAN: You haven't exactly convinced me yet…why do you need him so badly?
PLUSH: Because the theme park is based on him and his friends…I've already built the bear, the rabbit, a fox and a cute chicken…they may not be quite the same but still...he is the missing ingredient, the main attraction…
FAN: Why couldn't you have built a version of him then?
PLUSH: Because it'd be fake…with him, it'd be real and slowly as the days, months pass…he will be accepted in this world and judging by the responses of your recordings…they want to see him. A hero animatronic that God has blessed on this Earth. The world needs him…I need him, if I could just…(Sighs) see him, maybe even talk to him…
FAN: I'm sorry but…what he's gone through in the past, I can't just let a stranger into his life, he's had enough of that shit already. He wants the quiet life.
PLUSH: Even a quiet life can be boring; at some point he'll need to…come out.
FAN: (Sighs) Yes…I know, I've told him this…
PLUSH: Then he really is real. (Chuckles) I wish I could see him…but if that's what he wants to do then at the end of the day, I can't force him. (Stands up) Thank you for your time, Sargent. I'm sorry it was a wasted one. (Sticks his hand out to shake, Fan hesitates at first but then shakes it, biting his lip) Good day, Fan.
Plush turns around to leave the office and opens the door. Fan just sat there and shakes his head and sighs, he rubs his forehead and then rubs his hands…he sighs again arching his head back and looks up to the ceiling.
Shit, what are you thinking, Fan…? If this guy goes out of line…how will Mike trust you ever again? That's it then, you shoot him, understand, you shoot him. One glimmer of a betrayal and it's lights out for Plush, no questions and no hesitations just a squeeze of a trigger is all that is needed…
Fan, with all his judgment decided to go against this and got up from his chair and ran after Plush. He quickly walked passed the other busy desks and through another door, which led to some staircases, he looked down and could see Plush a floor down, he called out to him.
FAN: Mr Plush?!
Plush stopped in his tracks and looked up towards Fan, a little puzzled.
FAN: I'll…I'll give Mike a call but I doubt he'll like it.
PLUSH: Ah Good, thank you Fan. When can I expect to see him here?
FAN: No, he won't come here. We'll have to go to him at some point, maybe I can organize something for next week…
PLUSH: Oh wonderful. I'm free now in fact. Now we got this far on agreement. I won't take no for an answer. We shall see him now!
Not an exciting chapter, I know. I'm loving the predictions though, from you readers. Still plenty of chapters to go yet.