The Psychosis of Michael Beard (p4)

M.B. : calmly, always calmly, "Good afternoon, Doc. You look less then thrilled to see me."

A.R.S. : "Your eyes ARE brown."

M.B. : "Yup... Have been my whole life."

A.R.S. : "I thought they were green."

M.B. : "Nope... Shit brown... simply and boringly so..."

A.R.S. : "Sorry... I forgot to ask you, is it okay if I tape this session?"

M.B. : "You're the doc. If you think it will help it's fine by me."

A.R.S. : "Good. I don't know if it will help me, but I might be able to help someone else help you."

M.B. : "Someone else?"

A.R.S. : "Yes, I'm not sure that I am qualified to help you. I'm waiting to hear back from some colleages of mine that are more specialized in your type of psychosis."

M.B. : "I was hoping you would have realized by now that there is noone else that can help me besides you. Hmmph... Guess that changes things a bit. But no worries, I'm sure I can convince you to help me irregardless."

A.R.S. : confused, "I'm not sure what you mean? I can't do this. I can't help you."

M.B. : "You can and you will. I'm sure by now, you've had your brother look into me. I do hope you enjoyed the reading I left for you there. It's from Alice in Wonderland. Probably my favorite part of the whole story. The doctors you called aren't going to call you back. They've decided it's in their best interests not to. And besides... I know all of your discretions, including the one involving a crowbar."

A.R.S. : nervously, "Ah... Um... I... I don't know what you're talking about."

M.B. : "Oh, don't pretend with me. It's unbecoming of you. The man had a family. And since he lived in Texas, I'm sure it would be no trouble at all to have you transported there to serve the penalties for such a crime. Don't they have the death penalty in Texas?"

A.R.S. : yelling, "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

M.B. : "As I said... just you help. These little conversations are doing there job. They are helping. They are helping me. And afterall, that is all that really matters. Isn't it?"

A.R.S. : anrgrily, "So you're going to blackmail me?"

M.B. : "Blackmail... Such a dirty word. I prefer 'aggressive persuasion.' It's very simple. Our meetings will continue as normal. You will still recieve payment. In fact, I am going to pay you to be available 24-7 at my slightest whim. You're going to drop all of the rest of your clients and work only for me. If all goes well, I'll see that your status in life greatly improves from being a slut who put herself thru college becuase she gave MSU's dean one hell of a blowjob... Don't worry, at the moment, I'm not asking for one. I'm sure I've probably gotten one from you before but you would never know if I had so the point is moot."

A.R.S. : softly in tears, "What the hell have I gotten myself into?"

M.B. : laughingly, "God never gives us more then we can handle." pauses and the adds, "I wonder how many times that has been said to victims of suicide just before they kill themselves.... Anyways... I will see you later."