Monologue Description: Arash is a garbage man of a young town, Santa Monica. He has recently gruesomely murdered a few men whom he thought were endangering Santa Monica. Now he is imploring his town to remember that he is a good man, one who loves her and would protect her, not to think of him as an evil murderer as he may soon be depicted. He pleads his final fatherly words as he hears the sirens and police cars drawing nearer.
They’re gonna paint me as some psycho, you hear me? They’re gonna say I’m crazy and out of my mind, and some are gonna say I’m evil. Because when you look at what I did, on paper, okay?—I’m talking on paper, it might look that way.
Are you listening? Ignore those sirens. You gotta listen, Santa Monica, you gotta hear me because I’m not gonna be able to talk to you for a while. Okay? On paper, it might look one way, but paper’s just—it’s just a scrap of a dead tree, right? There’s no feeling in that. A person is not a piece of paper. So when you hear them say those silly things, you remember what I’m telling you now. Okay? I’m not crazy. I mean, I’m crazy with love for you, but you know, that’s not a bad thing. Crazy love, mad love, love love love love love!
Santa Monica, move away from the window. Don’t let those sirens distract you. Look at me, honey. You gotta remember that it was those other people who pushed me, right? Who pushed us? I’m going to—THE END