But you know what? daily preach solitude and retirement while they themselves live at Court; who know how to reconcile their zeal with their vices; who are passionate, revengeful, faithless, full of deceit, and who, to work the destruction of a fellow-man. I dont think it matters. You really should be in therapy, you know. Lawrence Harbison has selected 100 terric monologues for men from contemporary plays, all by characters between the ages of 18 and 35 perfect for auditions or class. Read the play here Student Edition|Regular Edition, A monologue from the play by Frank Wedekind. It reminded me how genuinely romantic I was, how I had so much hope in things, and now its like, I dont believe in anything that relates to love. Some one has to be kind, girl some one has to pity people! You must try harder to hate me, my lady; but no, for if you do, then I will love you all the more. We find no cabals, no intrigues among them; all their anxiety is to live a holy life. At home that night he never mentioned the game or being there. But that morning, I knew that rule was about to be broken. new dignity fatal to my happiness! Bid them all fly! His touch felt like love or as close to it as I could imagine. When I walk away and think I shall forget you, it turns out I am headed straight for love. There was a time I could see. But I didnt mind, no, I didnt mind until I overheard a group of my friends making crass unkind comments about my family. And as the crowd broke up and our team stampeded out of the school-yard, cleats clicking and scraping blue sparks on the sidewalk, I looked back once through the wire fence and saw my father still sitting on the now-empty bench. Continue with Recommended Cookies. Eventually, it becomes you that part of you that gives you a reason to wake up and breathe every day. Somehow. The heartsThat spanieled me at heels, to whom I gaveTheir wishes, do discandy, melt their sweetsOn blossoming Caesar, and this pine is barkedThat overtopped them all. The black student would have been arrested and we wouldnt be here. And one day my logic was proven all wrong because the tide came in, and gave me a sail. Small portions, no fast food. Im just a kid. Shell sit there watching Jeopardy and bad-mouth my dad. I swear one night Im going to go out, and Im just not going to come home. It was a girl. I am ambitious, black, bisexual, angry, sad, strong, sensitive, scared, fierce, talented, exhausted. Something thats unholy and evil. . A list of Shakespearean monologues categorized alphabetically by comedy, history and tragedy. . people make all these fucking promises. I couldnt bear to see her in another womans arms. More precisely, a German soldier. Dramatic Monologue for Young Adult Female. self-control. Protagonist - Tommy In my dreams. A monologue from the tv series created by Ronald D. Moore, Matt Wolpert, and Ben Nedvi. Within a year there were fires on the ridges and deranged chanting. Charles Heron Wall. "The Young Girl and the Monsoon" by James Ryan. where she struggles to navigate the battlefield of an inner-city high school while keeping her past a secret and striving for an education. Free audition monologues for women, men, girls and boys. (The play Still Life is part of the anthology Special Days). Civilization is crumbling. I wake up and I think.again? I hope that, whoever you are, you escape this place. (Beat.) And she doesnt want to wash her hair. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time. And an apple pie. I was gonna die there, totally alone. Her trying to get me to run away with her, even though I was, um, scared, and . He chose to love me back. Were hungry!, Theres thieves for you, my dear! You hold this boys future in your hands, committee. Ah, its not the same. That is to separate married people! What are the chances of that really? It was on the day of my college graduation. A monologue from the play by Lope de Vega. Just remember this, Mr. Potter, that this rabble youre talking about, they do most of the working and paying and living and dying in this community. And it was it was it was leading me home. Bleed until its dark. It was the first time Id got one over on them. If you dont see one you like, keep checking back! intimacy of it embarrasses me. That was the finest beating I ever took. Then again, I blame pretty much everything on that, my weight, my addiction to television, my inability to spell. I kept on pushingjust like I always have where Shelby was concernedhoping shed sit up and argue with me. And then quiet again. They do not trust to the appearance of evil, and are more inclined to judge kindly of others. SOUND OF MUSIC - Young Adult Female - Dramatic SOUND OF MUSIC - Maria tells Captain Von Trapp how to show love to his children. Its a bad plan. Am I sorry for what I did? Ive googled it so many times. They couldnt keep the game going any longer. The world gets colder week by week as the world slowly dies. This grave charmWhose eye becked forth my wars and called them home,Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end,Like a right gipsy hath at fast and loose,Beguiled me to the very heart of loss.What, Eros, Eros! They wondered aloud who belonged to those people. 15 Powerful Female Dramatic Monologues. But when you say it, Im looking at you, I believe you actually mean it. Ive lived next door to you all the days of my life. It makes tomorrow all right. Increasing thoughts about death just seemed to come over me. Today, it is headed in another. . now [lit. Hold it till my next birthday. Making you want to leave again? Mary, every day really is a new day. endobj I have ice in my glass And Ive lost her all over again. Sir, I desire you do me right and justice;And to bestow your pity on me: forI am a most poor woman, and a stranger,Born out of your dominions; having hereNo judge indifferent, nor no more assuranceOf equal friendship and proceeding. Outta order? The idea that we can only be complete with another person is evil! I only know the killer was black. A monologue from the screenplay by Woody Allen. Suddenly, you find your whole days blending together to create one endless and suffocating loop. Why did you come almost close enoughand no closer? I wish I could share that I wish, that everyone, if only for one moment, could feel that awe, and humility, and hope. Here's a monologue of him talking to his friend, Ivan, as they wait for the bus. When I wear my penitential robe Ill be dressed like the queen of the fairies underneath. They gave us drugs, slitting our foreheads with razors so cocaine would go directly into the bloodstream. . (beat) It just kind of set something off in my head, you know? Im just so..bored. But I couldnt leave. I survived getting taunted by the N-word when I was in grade school. Allow Necessary Cookies & Continue Michelle is in a hospital gown, her hands are wrapped. Let me help you with this., A monologue from the screenplay by James V. Hart & Michael Goldenberg. Monologues from Plays Browse hundreds of great monologues from plays for men and women of all ages. When we returned, we found her side of the closet empty. FABULATION 10. Im your wife, damn it! I took my gun I went out. I guess he thought we could best recover from the trauma of her death by living in a war zone. (Dolores touches his face, almost affectionate). Does my arm [i.e. Like winning the lottery or someones rich uncle needing a personal assistant. Synopsis: A woman eats her husband's divorce papers in an attempt to halt the proceedings. All my instruments are gone. Im your wife, and I wanna stand beside you. My third comfortStarrd most unluckily, is from my breast,The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth,Haled out to murder: myself on every postProclaimed a strumpet: with immodest hatredThe child-bed privilege denied, which longsTo women of all fashion; lastly, hurriedHere to this place, i the open air, beforeI have got strength of limit. We spend our youth unconscious, feeling immortal, then we marry and have kids and awaken with a shock to mortality, theirs, ours, thats all we see. Running since 2008, The Desert Monologues has seen countless Dubai actors (and non-actors) step onto our stage and into the spotlight. By day, the dead impaled on spikes along the road. I stand on the right side. Pray can I not,Though inclination be as sharp as will.My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent,And, like a man to double business bound,I stand in pause where I shall first begin,And both neglect. Then the death of my son in a car accident, the murder of my husband, then alcoholism, depression, grief, and every death leading up to this trial. Outta order. yes, a human being can teach another one kindness very simply! No one said a word. Consider for a moment the world a rat lives in. They took Ruth while she was out buying food. The next monologue from musicals choice comes from a wildly popular musical called Chicago. Have fun preparing for your . If a rat were to walk in here, right now, as Im talking would you greet it with a saucer of your delicious milk? (then, pitiful) Just look what its done to you. He made you believe that you needed to be without fault in order to be loved. She was a schoolteacher named Mary May. I didnt want your son, Michael! Like, somehow this night took things away from me and I expressed them to you, and you took them with you! 1883 2. Watch the movie 2014 (Colin Farrell)|2005 (Royal Shakespeare Company)Timestamp: 1:14 2:45. It all goes by so fast, Tom, I know. They shoved each other and threatened to duel when they thought it was their turn to dance. I killed my family. then] betray my cause, and do nothing for me? Alex thinks maybe we give in too much. . I know, I know, were not supposed to have favorites, but still were only human. But I chose to find out.. Its a valuable future. A monologue from the play by Arthur Miller. Why, Mr. Anderson? You lied to me . So, some of us try to regain unconsciousness. Now youre supposed to be here, but youre gone at the same time, sort of like . I saw it! Female Monologues from Plays Male Monologues from Plays Teen Monologues from Plays 1 2 3 14 All Monologues I added it up, and knew that I had lost her. Theatre, Drama Duke of York's Theatre, Covent Garden Until 3 Jun 2023 Recommended Photo: John Wilson Buy ticket Time Out says Sheridan Smith is tremendous in Matthew Dunster's skilled revival. It hurts. If it were done, when tis done, then twere wellIt were done quickly: if the assassinationCould trammel up the consequence, and catchWith his surcease success; that but this blowMight be the be-all and the end-all here,But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,Wed jump the life to come. But he was wrong. Each monologue should be 60-90 seconds in length. Each day is more gray than the one before. STILL LIFE 9. The scar is all I have left of you. Trans. It hurts so much. I cant keep you out of this house. All these years? Out here, we swim horseback through rivers. The hair goes, and the waist. . 12 2019 tony n tina s wedding come join this delicious dinner theatre experience when you purchase your ticket by clicking the link below you will be prompted to add on your . A monologue from the screenplay by Frances Goodrich and Albert Hackett. so many days] effaced in a day! What are you aware of? My siblings left the kitchen. A monologue from the screenplay by Joe Penhall. You were only a few months old. View And Turning, Stay by Kellie Powell Age Range: 16 - 20 Amy is in high school. Im back. Theatre in New York City, opening on April 24, 2009."--P. [4]. I knew when it was happening, and I knew when it was finished. He prodded me, forcing me to turn around, mixing your blood with mine. But I couldnt. New York: Charles Scribners Sons, 1912. Am I supposed to sit at home knitting and purling while you slink back like some penitent drunk? <>/XObject<>/ProcSet[/PDF/Text/ImageB/ImageC/ImageI] >>/MediaBox[ 0 0 612 792] /Contents 4 0 R/Group<>/Tabs/S>> We all make our choices. To whom shall I addressMy speech? Men go out with me, we break up, and then they get married! What do you really wanna know? I mean, thats what its all about, right? Ah babe, Im not doing so good. Oh, I suppose I am sick. He slit your throat, a flash of unbearable pain, while a soldier about my age held a cup to collect your blood. Destiny, a former child soldier in Liberia, has come to the United States as an undocumented refugee. Macduff, this noble passion,Child of integrity, hath from my soulWiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughtsTo thy good truth and honour. How I long to hug you, kiss you. Well, now, let me see. And I am at your mercy.. We and our partners use data for Personalised ads and content, ad and content measurement, audience insights and product development. To view the purposes they believe they have legitimate interest for, or to object to this data processing use the vendor list link below. And I wouldnt blame you if you walked away right now. Out here, you turn towards the pain as it tears into you. I told everyone my family died in a fire, and I came to accept it as true. His touch stayed with me long after the pain had gone and I longed for it. He picked you up. A child of the space program. I think youre used to the type of guys who push people around and Im not that type of person. I thought about having Ser Gregor crush your skull the way he did Oberyns. This refusal of the child catalyzes her recollection of what happened to her own baby when she was a child soldier. ), Isnt that right? On June 18, 1968, Britain's not-yet-five-year-old National Theatre premiered In His Own Write, a one-act, monologue adaptation of Beatle John Lennon . Im not finished! Just a minute. It is wider, larger, more human than a woman's. Women think that they are making ideals of men. Diverse consciences. . I have to do this again. Time undoes even the mightiest of creatures. But I still refused to acknowledge him. But there are so many places it would never occur to a hawk to hide. It took everything. Because, after 25 years of building a home and raising a family and all the senseless pain that we have inflicted on each other. I have cardigans. . Its that stage in development when a kid starts to trust her primary caretaker, to believe that he or she is there even if she cant see him. Want to hear a shocker? You dont like them. I have given you a home, child, I have put clothes upon your backnow give me upright answer: your name in the townit is entirely white, is it not? Today my eyes died. Then chose to protect me. What I am is a survivor. The game was tied; it was the last of the ninth, with no one on base. It was the Shrangri-La, and we were in the Sea of Japan and my radar had jammed, and my homing signal was gone because somebody in Japan was actually using the same frequency. Forty-seven years old. . I think its October but I cant be sure. . I was afraid hed show up and embarrass me. Your daughter will die here in this cell and youll be here watching as she does, youll be here the rest of your days. Because I cant. You do love me, and I love you, too. Dartmouth. . What am I supposed to do? What studied torments, tyrant, hast for me?What wheels? I have to sleep with one eye open, and I only got one eye, right? Im forty-seven. Betrayed I am.O this false soul of Egypt! . A monologue from the play by Lope De Vega. I propose to you any disease a rat could spread, a squirrel could equally carry. You cant win. Even though there was no reason to hope. Wait for what?! . And I know what I have to do now. Is not that glimmer there afar That dying exhalation that pale star A tiny taper, which, with trembling blazeFlickering twixt struggling flames and dying rays,With ineffectual sparkMakes the dark dwelling place appear more dark?Yes, for its distant light,Reflected dimly, brings before my sightA dungeons awful gloom,Say rather of a living corse, a living tomb;And to increase my terror and surprise,Drest in the skins of beasts a man there lies:A piteous sight,Chained, and his sole companion this poor light.Since then we cannot fly,Let us attentive to his words draw nigh,Whatever they may be. The childs side. Now thats the stuff leaders should be made of. Wait? Why? Why? Why do you do it? I wish I could tell you that I got the strength. Im somebody now, Harry. If only he hadnt taunted him. I have no spurTo prick the sides of my intent, but onlyVaulting ambition, which oerleaps itselfAnd falls on the other. Twenty-five dollars buys you an opportunity. And its constantly evolving and gaining complexity. My father sent me ten dollars every week, his lotto money. It would be poetic I suppose, but fast, too fast. . Yet, I assume you dont share the same animosity with squirrels that you do with rats, do you? Im not a judge or jury. These forces that often remake time and space, that can shape and alter who we imagine ourselves to be, begin long before we are born and continue after we perish. (Beat.). A monologue from the play by Daniel Pearle. A few times a week, you know, they come in here and prod me. Dramatic Monologue for Adult Male. Youre good at it. I just sat there holding Shelbys hand while the sounds got softer and the beeps got farther apart until all was quiet. And I decided on that day that I was Undine Barnes, who bore no relationship to those people. Am I a bad person? These n*ggers take and throw their money away in the saloon and get mad when its gone. It stirred sh*t up, you know? and how invoke my Sire?Shall I declare that from a loving wifeTo her dear lord I bear them? Professional profile for Charles Martinez an actor, voice-over, singer, playwright, casting director, director, producer, marketing/business, stage manager, musical . Lady Windermere's Fan. You dont need but five dollars to get in the crap game. Some of our partners may process your data as a part of their legitimate business interest without asking for consent. Sometimes it was so cold my toes turned blue. He really did. But, O, what form of prayerCan serve my turn? Perfect Dornish beauty. O perilous mouths,That bear in them one and the self-same tongue,Either of condemnation or approof;Bidding the law make courtsy to their will:Hooking both right and wrong to the appetite,To follow as it draws! I would have said No, but at least they could have asked!! Then its name becomes clear. I TRIED TO STOP IT (West Side Story) I REMEMBER EVERYTHING (Oaklahoma) WHY NOT ME TOO? And it has been with me for so long, that its comforting. Never! And shes right that hes observant. O, that this too too solid flesh would meltThaw and resolve itself into a dew!Or that the Everlasting had not fixdHis canon gainst self-slaughter! Good-bye, grandfather, they said and they went away back home to Russia . And as I know nothing in the world so noble and so beautiful as the holy fervour of genuine piety, so there is nothing, I think, so odious as the whitewashed outside of a specious zeal; as those downright imposters. Look at myself No smiling man ever comes here; nothing is to be seen here but angry glances, snarling lips, clenched fists And everybody pours his anger, his envy, his suspicions, upon me. There are no consequences there. by Victor Hugo . Now tell me true, Abigail. Two wrongs do not make a right. O rage! Office Hour Gender: Male Length: 90 Seconds Monologue Type: Dramatic Are you getting a divorce? You know the only place that voice left me alone? Here are her. And in the middle of this burning I am supposed to envision my life, Mary. What youre afraid of. I dont need to hear this sh*t from you! Mom and I would shop together at the places that moms and daughters go a department store, an outlet mall, the flea market. Yea, like some witch,She drugs the cup of wrath, that slays her lord,With double deathhis recompense for me!Ay, tis for me, the prey he bore from Troy,That she hath sworn his death, and edged the steel!Ye wands, ye wreaths that cling around my neck,Ye showed me prophetess yet scorned of allI stamp you into death, or eer I dieDown, to destruction! But you just dont have patience for me I guess. A monologue from the screenplay by Richard Linklater, Julie Delpy, & Ethan Hawke. I found the letters you wrote to him as a child, and I read them. If you fail to beat the current, you will drown; if you get too close, you will be bitten. % I have hit my mom in the face. The only one who doesnt get phone calls? (talking, through tears, about the last minutes with Shelby) I stayed there. They are so much the more dangerous in that they, in their bitter wrath, use against us those weapons which men revere; and their anger, which everybody lauds, assassinates us with a consecrated weapon. Because I do. Except that I loved her. Belief, like fear or love, is a force to be understood as we understand the Theory of Relativity and Principles of Uncertainty: phenomenon that determine the course of our lives. Guns, murder, revolution. Is that my share? Our next batter bunted and I made third. Young Women's Contemporary Monologues, Dramatic 1. Dent & Sons, 1922. Is it decreed [lit. It struck me as amusing. And when I got married, I threw myself into becoming a Keating, and it was all to create a version of myself that the world would accept. If love lives by hope, it perishes with it; it is a fire which becomes extinguished for want of fuel; and, in spite of the severity of my sad lot. Instead, I stared hard at the catcher, pretending concentration. A great man. then the other they go down on their knees, as if to implore me for mercy. Oliver M. Sayler. A monologue from the play by Christopher Marlowe. (pause) Is your mouth all glued up with cunny juice? Now do you understand the perfidy of this girl? People like my client, Nathaniel Lahey, and millions of people like him who are relegated to a subclass of human existence in our prisons. She gets the winter passion and I get the dotage? Lavinia, come,He cuts their throatsReceive the blood: and when that they are deadLet me go grind their bones to powder smallAnd with this hateful liquor temper it;And in that paste let their vile heads be baked.Come, come, be every one officiousTo make this banquet; which I wish may proveMore stern and bloody than the Centaurs feast.So, now bring them in, for Ill play the cook,And see them ready gainst their mother comes. It whispers to me, They will not get away with it. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence without meaning or purpose. by William Shakespeare. O despair! Ed. Short Dramatic Monologue Examples Pdf . If you would like to change your settings or withdraw consent at any time, the link to do so is in our privacy policy accessible from our home page.. And yetI honored thee, as the wise will deem, rightly.Never had I been a mother of children,or if a husband had been moldering in death,would I have taken this task upon me in the citys despite.What law, ye ask, is my warrant for that word?The husband lost, another might have been found,and child from another, to replace the first-born;but, father and mother hidden with Hades,no brothers life could ever bloom for me again.Such was the law whereby I held thee first in honor;but Creon deemed me guilty of error therein,and of outrage, ah brother mine!And now he leads me thus, a captive in his hands;no bridal bed, no bridal song hath been mine,no joy of marriage, no portion in the nurture of children; but thus, forlorn of friends, unhappy one, I go living to the vaults of death.And what law of Heaven have I transgressed?Why, hapless one, should I look to the gods anymorewhat ally should I invokewhen by pietyI have earned the name of impious? what flaying? %PDF-1.5 And the stamina; the capacity for staying up late, to read or watch a movie, never mind sex. There is one for this person, and another for that. . F*** it. A nobody. But it also gave her anxiety because it meant that in the good times, there would be bad times. (Beat.) Ill tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Dramatic Works of Molire, Vol. And wait. Manage Settings . (Beat.) The opposite side to you. NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Moscow Art Theatre Series of Plays. He was only a few feet away now, my father. And others of us . I dont really think it matters what that thing is . So we have this illusion of being one person for all, of having a personality that is unique in all our acts. him did you leave,Second to none, unseconded by you,To look upon the hideous god of warIn disadvantage; to abide a fieldWhere nothing but the sound of Hotspurs nameDid seem defensible: so you left him.Never, O never, do his ghost the wrongTo hold your honour more precise and niceWith others than with him! And sensitive. An example of data being processed may be a unique identifier stored in a cookie. But somebody told me it was important so here it goes. Baird men, ya hurt this boy, youre going to be Baird Bums, the lot of ya. Shes obviously fine with his wearing anything, you know, around the apartment but she was convinced letting him trick-or-treat like that in the building . 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That little voice. Sir, call to mindThat I have been your wife, in this obedience,Upward of twenty years, and have been blestWith many children by you: if, in the courseAnd process of this time, you can report,And prove it too, against mine honour aught,My bond to wedlock, or my love and duty,Against your sacred person, in Gods name,Turn me away; and let the foulst contemptShut door upon me, and so give me up. And when he came to finish me, I couldnt look him in the eye. (Pause. Rats were the cause of the bubonic plague, but thats some time ago. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. . If you are too weak, you will be eaten. Isnt that right? But already such a bright little girl! I wake up with it. He left. My eyes were only on you, as you slowly stopped crying and wiggling and breathing, the last drops of blood dripping out your chubby little neck like water from a leaky tap. Is that supposed to be some sort of compensation? (Pause. Believes Terentius,If these were dangersas I shame to think themThe gods could change the certain course of fate?Or, if they could, they would now, in a moment,For a beefs fat, or less, be bribed t invertThose long decrees?

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