SLC Punk
written by James Merendino (
Mark: When I was a kid, my family died in a crash. My mother told us to buckle up because things were going to get bumpy...so I did. I looked at her, and she smiled. And then like this, boom, the plane was going down. My dad was next to the pilot and he told us not to worry. But hey, even at five, I knew we had trouble because the pilot was crying. So I looked at my sister. She was like "Oh man, we're getting close." So I looked at my mom again, and she smiled at me again...and so this time I smiled. And then we hit the ground...and something came through that plane...and cut my mother's head off. So now this head was flying straight at me...and she never took her eyes off of me. That's when I passed out. And when I woke up, my family was all around me in pieces. I saw my mother's arm, my sister's leg...my brother's head...but I couldn't find my father. I wanted to, though ...'cause I was going to kick his fucking dead body. 'Cause he lied. You know what I'm trying to tell you, Stevo? It's so easy, so easy to get it taken away from you. And they try-- every chance they get, they try.
Kudos and much thanks go to Becky for this monologue, it is very much appreciated.