Previously…
Sutton: You think? Oh, I'd be so pissed...
[Scene] Sutton opens the top of the box and his face goes completely white.
Sutton: It's... It's a lot worse than I could have even imagined....
Mini Sutton: It'sa me!
[Scene] Sutton faints as Victor Blood and Mini Sutton lock eyes. Victor rubs his hands together dubiously as Mini Sutton shifts glances from Josh to Vic. He rolls out of the box and lands with a thud on the floor as the scene fades out.
[Scene] Mini Sutton and Blood both stand over the fallen Josh. Victor grabs a magic marker from a cup on the desk and places it under Sutton's nose. The potent chemical smell spreads through Josh's nasal passage and he shoots up from the floor. He looks, spotting his arch-nemesis, Mini Sutton and quickly backs away until his head hits the edge of his desk. His eyes are stricken with horror. Victor kneels down beside him, placing his hand firmly on his left shoulder.
Blood: Sutton... Control yourself.
Sutton: Get him out! Get that little bastard out of here!
[Scene] Victor nods solemnly, looking perhaps a little disappointed. He rises to his feet and takes hold on the small hand of Mini Sutton, leading him to the door.
Blood: Come on little guy, I'm going to take you to Fearinhell.
Sutton: Great idea, shit head. Maybe I'll get lucky and this will kill two birds with one stone.
[Scene] As Victor and Mini exit the room Sutton gets to his feet, cradling his head as he fumbles through a desk drawer. He retrieves a bottle of Aspirin, downing five or six pills then tossing the container onto the floor. Victor walks back in as Josh is downing a glass of water.
Blood: All is well now.
Sutton: What the fuck are you talking about? All is not WELL. Everything is far from well. In fact the word WELL doesn't even exist in my vocabulary right now, Vic.
Blood: Why? Why are you so spiteful toward that little bugger in there? He's always been pleasant to me.
Sutton: Ack... I don't want to go into story time right now. I'm serious... It's been a four year long struggle with him. I thought I had finally gotten rid of him... But no... He's back... Just like always.
Blood: Wait... Wait a minute. What do you mean you thought you had gotten rid of him?
Sutton: Shhh! Don't be so loud! Ashley is home, you asshole. You trying to get me in hot water?
[Scene] Sutton walks over and closes the door, returning his gaze to Victor.
Sutton: Look, some shit happened a while back. The midget, he seems friendly and just... But when he's alone he has some sick thoughts. I've heard it... I've seen it. Hell, Ashley loves him. I've caught the midget sleeping with my wife. And when I confronted her about it, she told me I was crazy.
Blood: Well?
Sutton: Well what?
Blood: I can understand why she would call you out on that. You do have an abnormal level of psychosis from time to time, my boy.
Sutton: That's the thing. For a while I actually believed I was crazy. So crazy that I became obsessed with proving my case. I would stand outside his bedroom every night, waiting... I would hear some of the most demented shit ever, Victor. Stuff that makes me look like a cartoon character on Nick Jr. Then before I knew it... He was there everytime I turned around. I'd be sitting in my recliner and turn my head... There he was, standing and looking at me with those goofy eyes and that hideous smile... I'd be at the fridge, getting a beer. I'd close the door and there he was... I'd come out of the bathroom... There he was... It nevers fails either, Victor... No one ever believes me, so I decided to take care of things myself.
Blood: Take care of things yourself?
Sutton: Yeah... One night I just grabbed a plastic bag and snuck into his room... He was asleep of course and it made it easier for me to wrap the bag around his fat head... I strangled him until his breathing nearly stopped them fireman's carried him to the shed where I had a special ordered box waiting. I shoved the little fuck inside and sealed it up. The next day he was on his way to Iraq... I addressed it to the "Hope" foundation labeled as food. There are some hungry folks over there...
[Scene] Victor looks at Josh in a horrified manner, backing into the desk much like Josh did earlier. He picks up the bottle of Aspirin.
Blood: Wow... Do you have any more of these?
Sutton: Yeah, in the bathroom.
Blood: Could you grab me a couple?
Sutton: Not a problem... I'll be right back.
[Scene] Sutton heads for the door but Victor puts up his hand and clears his throat.
Blood: And Sutton...
Sutton: What, god damn it?!
Blood: Remind me to never anger you again.
[Scene] Sutton shakes his head then walks off babbling about how 'no one ever believes me' and 'I fucking knew it'... Victor smirks as the scene begins to dwindle and then fade to black.