Tuesday 19th November 1996, Australia
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Molly: Well, Michael, I can finally welcome آپ to Australia, and whether آپ like it یا not, being the King of Pop and the biggest recording سٹار, ستارہ in the world, what is your philosophy of staying at the top?
Michael Jackson: Boy, I think being humble and believing in yourself and having true love in your دل for the world and really trying to help people through lyrics and the love of موسیقی and dance because I truly do love people very much.
Molly: Realising that, but does it not put pressure on you, I mean that آپ have to be...
MJ: Well it always
Molly: ...and they hold آپ in such esteem.
MJ: Well it always does. The اگلے album has to be better than the other. [laughs]
Molly: Well how do آپ cope with all the hysteria? I mean wherever آپ go, whether its London, whether its Munich, whether its New York, whether its Bangkok, whether its Japan and even here in Australia, how do آپ cope with the hysteria?
MJ: Um...I know its all love, so it makes my دل very happy and I like to give it back, آپ know through however I can give and it puts a smile on my face to see all the children and all the teenagers and the adults, the demographics. It makes my دل very happy, I love them, I love all the شائقین very much.
Molly: Well coping with the hysteria, I mean I can't cope with it, I mean watching all this going on around, I mean the press have been absolutely manic, its been manic mania. Can I ask you, do آپ ever relax? Does Michael Jackson ever relax? Cause I know you're a workaholic.
MJ: [smiles] Yes, I am a workaholic. Uh, I don't relax really, I don't sleep a lot, I like to continually... my mind never stops. I'm always creating. I never stop. But, I love a good water balloon fight یا آپ know playing around, goofing off, nintendo games, arcades.
Molly: Now Michael, I have to ask آپ this question. Being possibly the biggest پروفائل in the world, um I guess Princess Diana matches you, آپ read all these amazing stories about Michael Jackson. I mean I don't know whether they're true یا not. آپ read that Michael Jackson's a weirdo, آپ read that Michael Jackson's bizarre, آپ read that he's done this, he's done that. Now I know some of those stories are not true because even I was accused of being at your wedding, and I knew that wasn't true. But how do آپ cope, how do آپ feel about all these stories that are written about you?
MJ: It's very sad, I just want the شائقین to know and to understand that is not the truth. 99.9% of it is not the truth. And don't read it, don't believe it, it's garbage. It's tabloid junk, I mean they just simply make it up for greed and money. So please don't listen to it, it's trash.
Molly: Alright now, there's one مزید سوال I've gotta ask you. It's about a personal friend of yours. But I have gotta ask آپ this question..
[Michael looks sternly at him]
(Molly was granted the interview on the condition that Michael had approval of the questions, and this bit was obviously not pre-approved)
Molly: I am a Stephen King fanatic, I have every book...
[Michael starts to laugh]
Molly: ...that possibly Stephen King has written, um... آپ can say mind your own business. And I know you've done Ghosts with him and I think that's a sensational piece of work.
MJ: Thank you.
Molly: Did آپ enjoy doing that?
MJ: Very much, yes.. yes.
Molly: I mean that skeleton blew me right out..
MJ: Where آپ there at the premiere?
Molly: No, but I've seen it at home.
MJ: Ooohh
Molly: It is just amazing. Can I ask آپ what is Stephen King like?
MJ: Stephen King is a very gentle sweet kind man I mean the پروفائل that we see... the books, with his works... he's nothing like that. He's very humble.
Molly: Right.
MJ: Ahhh... A lot of people judge me the same way. I'm pretty simple... I love to create. I love to make magic. I love to create the unexpected. آپ know. And Stephen, he's just wonderful, he's not bizarre یا strange یا weird. He's a loving person.
Molly: And great to work with?
MJ: Great to work with. Together, he and I wrote Ghosts and had fun doing it.
Molly: Alright now, listen, I never normally asks for autographs. But this is a Stephen King book and it's called Insomnia, and I'm sure over the last week I've had no sleep...
[Michael starts to laugh]
Molly: ...with the Michael Jackson thing. Can آپ sign this book of Stephen King for me?
MJ: Sure. Sure. [Takes the book and signs it]
Molly: Thanks very much.
MJ: Thank آپ Molly.
Molly: Enjoy Australia.
MJ: Thank you.
Molly: And we look آگے to مزید work from Michael Jackson, مزید records...
MJ: Thank You.
Molly: ..and being the biggest سٹار, ستارہ if not the biggest سٹار, ستارہ in the world, and entertaining everyone.
MJ: All my love to everyone, thank you.
Molly: Thank you.
He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. آپ can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.
Dad was still awake, but he was frozen in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If آپ think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.
I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...
When we arrived at the hospital, Dad was extremely pale. ھٹی, ترش tears rolled down my cheeks. I glanced over at Raymond, who was snickering.
I frowned. " Why are آپ laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.
I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.
A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.
" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his جیکٹ ad ran for the exit.
Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.
" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.
I frowned. " Why are آپ laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.
I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.
A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.
" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his جیکٹ ad ran for the exit.
Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.
" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.
