2003
Life with Michael Jackson

Michael-yes we have been best friends together a lot and she is funny.
Martin-by any chance that you will recall her as a relationship with her?
Michael-um...well...
(Sees anna coming into the room with her hair in this color).
Anna-hey.
(Michael still staring at her as she went to the fridge to get a fresh red juicy apple as she turn to see him looking at her).
Martin-um...Mrs. hatter?
Anna-yes?
Michael-who dyed your hair in that...color?

Anna-oh my friend did.
Michael-really? I would like to meet this 'friend' of yours. So I can make you mine.
(He mutters as Anna rolled her eyes.)
Anna-your not going to meet him cause he's shy and you'll scare him away.
Michael-well can we at least go see him?
Anna- fine! Come on April Oneil.
Michael-that's not my nickname! You just hate for me to meet him!

Tattoo shop

Michael-so...He works here?
Anna-yeah and he gave me the opportunity to dye my hair.
Jeff-Anna! Tis is a great day to see you here!
Michael-is he British?
Anna-NO! Jeff this is my best friend Michael. Michael this is my friend I told you about, Jeff.
Jeff- it's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Jackson. I'm a huge fan of your music.
Michael-thanks and you still haven't told me what language your speaking of.
(Anna hits his head hard as he yelp in pain)
Jeff- I speak Pennsylvania sir.
Michael-oh God.
(Anna covers his mouth as she puts a fake smile on her face)
Anna-can you excuse us for a moment?
(Pulls him out if he store as piss as ever.)
Anna-WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! You never act towards me since I got married once! What's your problem Michael?
Michael- I was trying to protect you from him! I'm always there when you need me! Why can't you just love me for once?
Anna- what?
Michael- just leave Anna! You wouldn't understand what I felt like since the child molestation and all our moments together.
(Walks away from her as she stood dumbfounded at him then looks sad and walks down the sidewalk)

Neverland
(Michael ran up to his room after the interview was over, he jumped on his bed and cried in sorrow fir losing his best friend.)

Michael-why did I say that to her?

(Playing just a dream)