Christ pitied everybody and he said to us: Go and do likewise! I tell you if you pity a man when he most needs it, good comes of it. Heaven witness,I have been to you a true and humble wife,At all times to your will conformable;Ever in fear to kindle your dislike,Yea, subject to your countenance, glad or sorryAs I saw it inclined: when was the hourI ever contradicted your desire,Or made it not mine too? Then get out. I think cities have weakened us as a species. then] betray my cause, and do nothing for me? Top 20 Best TV Monologues MsMojo 49K views 1 year ago Ruby Hoggarth - Eigengrau by Penelope Skinner Ruby Hoggarth 6.5K views 2 years ago WHAT DRAMA SCHOOL IS RIGHT FOR YOU? Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence without meaning or purpose. And then quiet again. This was a great man. dead Henrys woundsOpen their congeald mouths and bleed afresh!Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;For tis thy presence that exhales this bloodFrom cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural,Provokes this deluge most unnatural.O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death!O earth, which this blood drinkst revenge his death!Either heaven with lightning strike themurderer dead,Or earth, gape open wide and eat him quick,As thou dost swallow up this good kings bloodWhich his hell-governd arm hath butchered! CONTENTS . And how Irushed to the window to watch you jump the porch railing! Isnt that right? It wasnt long till they came for me. Oliver M. Sayler. I watch them do this. I just feel so . Says he doesnt want to be a skeleton, that her ideas are lazy, lazy ideaswho knows where he . . We worry about them, their safety, our own , air bags, plane crashes, pederasts, and spend our middle years wanting back the dreamy, carefree part, the part we f***ked and pissed away; now we want that back, cause we know how eeting it all is, now we know, and it just doesnt seem fair that so much is gone when theres really so little left. I think its safe to say that I have explored the full range of rage. And except for the tail, they even rather look alike, dont they? But tell that to the inmates who are kept in cages and told that they dont have any rights at all. But youre right. (Pause. Sir, spare your threats:The bug which you would fright me with I seek.To me can life be no commodity:The crown and comfort of my life, your favour,I do give lost; for I do feel it gone,But know not how it went. Do you even know? repose] this day depends upon it. Now, if one were to determine what attribute the German people share with a beast, it would be the cunning and the predatory instinct of a hawk. I have to do this again. And the stamina; the capacity for staying up late, to read or watch a movie, never mind sex. 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. I have fled myself; and have instructed cowardsTo run and show their shoulders. Your last roar of passion before you settle into your emeritus years. Which gave my mother relief, because it meant that in the bad times, there would be good times. Why do you persist? . <> <> Shall I listen to thee still, pride of my birth, that makest a crime out of my passions? It makes tomorrow all right. A monologue from the screenplay by Quentin Tarantino, Monsieur LaPadite, are you aware of the nickname the people of France have given me? . What you will find here are a small group of dramatic monologues we like that are handpicked for you. (scoffs) That is some unforgivable shit. I thought, Thats true love. I am not yet divorced, Im being investigated by the FBI, Im carrying the child of another man and Im not really a junkie. out of necessity, we shadowy people take on a strength of our own. telling me my dads gonna be all right. 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. x\[sr~wLIX ledOvy-sCSgDsx_8} g53#Z(fojv?[/o>q2I4TVu[M}Z0Jkv ~as~`mJ0&GBVBSt\,b{|7svp~W-X+8%9YIe/,jZ0|v=G%MV]]&=6^gEd 7]gl4vD*^1K 18yO=}.:6]V%lp4xg! But you are aware of what they call me. Well, yknow, Ill tell you what there is about me. And if you cant work up a winter passion for me, the least I require is respect and allegiance! . Look at these walls. LUKA. If he could see that far hed look up and find twenty-five dollars in his pocket. A Christmas Carol - Drama. I dont know. I stayed alive. And with an ax, too! Hes here in double trust:First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,Who should against his murderer shut the door,Not bear the knife myself. Look, perjured man, on herWhom thou and thy distracted lust have wronged.Thy sensual rage of blood hath made my youthA scorn to men and angels, and shall IBe now a foil to thy unsated change?Thou knowst, false wanton, when my modest fameStood free from stain or scandal, all the charmsOf Hell or sorcery could not prevailAgainst the honour of my chaster bosom.Thine eyes did plead in tears, they tongue in oathsSuch and so many, that a heart of steelWould have been wrought to pity, as was mine:And shall the conquest of my lawful bed,My husbands death urged on by his disgrace,My loss of womanhood, be ill rewardedWith hatred and contempt? . Im lonely. Not necessarily good in the sense of being able to solve lots of stuff, because Im not, but good in the sense that I stand for something. Where criminality is confused with mental health? Tried to find words to describe it. So he can learn a little more . Like that time, I came home. They dont need me. He invited dozens of young lords to Tarth. Now youre supposed to be here, but youre gone at the same time, sort of like . I lie in bed and stare at the canopy and imagine ways of killing my enemies. Baird men, ya hurt this boy, youre going to be Baird Bums, the lot of ya. My father sold shoes. Out here, you turn towards the pain as it tears into you. Westworld 3. Tomb, bridal chamber,eternal prison in the caverned rock,whither I go to find mine own, thosemany who have perished, and whomPersephone hath received among the dead!Last of all shall I pass thither, and far mostmiserably of all, before the term of my life is spent.But I cherish good hope that my coming will bewelcome to my father, and pleasant to thee, my mother, and welcome, brother, to thee; for, when you died,with mine own hands I washed and dressed you,and poured drink-offerings at your graves;and now, Polyneices, tis for tending thy corpsethat I win such recompense as this. Until their children grow up and leave them? Anger, which I guess is a variation of rage and sometimes it gives way to panic, which in my case is also a variation of rage. I havent come here on any but equal terms. I wish I could share that I wish, that everyone, if only for one moment, could feel that awe, and humility, and hope. Its everywhere. We would lunch someplace while shopping. The next monologue from musicals choice comes from a wildly popular musical called Chicago. I like thinking about the red dress and the television and you and your father. A vision that tells us that we belong to something that is greater then ourselves, that we are *not*, that none of us are alone! Perhaps peace? Or which of your friendsHave I not strove to love, although I knewHe were mine enemy? But if one were to determine what attributes the Jews share with a beast, it would be that of the rat. I could be as good or as bad as I felt like being. On and on and on and on. He cant see its all set up for him to do anything he want. He made you believe that you needed to be without fault in order to be loved. My therapist, are you in therapy? Jessicas husband was murdered when the couple stopped for gasoline in a black neighborhood. A monologue from the play by Daniel Pearle. Now, is this kind of behavior in an officer of the law in some way questionable morally? A monologue from the play by Lorraine Hansberry. Do you believe youre fighting for something? You will lie with the rest of your kind in the dirt your dreams forgotten. Thats what they all say. None of the boys noticed how mulish and tall I was. Or, or some broad that you picked up after three belts of booze. But I pretended not to see him. I hope that, whoever you are, you escape this place. Im not finished! Which means that the promise of civil rights has never been fulfilled. For thirty-nine years. It had never placed it rotten finger on my heart. Awesome songs to use for musical theatre or opera auditions. If by your art, my dearest father, you havePut the wild waters in this roar, allay them.The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,But that the sea, mounting to the welkins cheek,Dashes the fire out. How to destroy Ellaria Sand, the woman who murdered my only daughter. Ive coerced witnesses, got clients to lie on the stand, bullied students to tears, manipulated jurors like you. intimacy of it embarrasses me. I added it up, and knew that I had lost her. But it also gave her anxiety because it meant that in the good times, there would be bad times. A monologue from the screenplay by Paddy Chayefsky. . Go, go bragHow many ladies you have undone, like me.Fare you well sir; let me hear no more of you.I had a limb corrupted to an ulcer,But I have cut it off: and now Ill goWeeping to heaven on crutches. I fed her at my own breast even though they told me to give her to the wet nurse. Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice, difficult as they are to remember. I know what you think it means, sonny. 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.. Look at Ariston, look at Priande, Oronte, Alcidamus, Polydore, and Clitandre. 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. Here she is talking to a detective about the crime. I think you think Im weak. The same speech Ive been hearing since he left. They whispered in my ear how they wanted to marry me and take me back to their castles. . Thus I stand revengedGo, crown some other with a prophets woe.Lookl it is he, it is Apollos selfRending from me the prophet-robe he gave.God! He gave his life to that store. I didnt want your son, Michael! He who least regardsSuch brainsick fantasies lives most at ease. O heaven! a weak and divided person who stood in adoring awe of your singleness, of your strength. Im a coward. film also had a synchronized musical score performed by, louise miriam dillie keane born 23 may 1952 is an olivier award nominated . Text Ensemble 101 Breakups 64 My name is Cullum and I'm I'm here.. And so it was it was leading me away from where I was supposed to be. Can you live there with me? Now, my liege,Tell me what blessings I have here alive,That I should fear to die? What sensation do you get when I do that?Nothing! That must be difficult for you. You have no idea what that means. If a rat were to scamper through your front door, right now, would you greet it with hostility? then spring came . Set in the 1920's, Chicago brings sass and sexiness. 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. But am I the criminal mastermind who pulled off a series of violent murders? There is one for this person, and another for that. And we go through the same routine every time. Monologues Be ready to perform two well-prepared, memorized monologues from published plays. Im trying to move beyond it, sometimes I even think I have, but mostly Im not a very good human being. Most of all, his lunch pail, that symbol of the working man. My impotence set in a year ago. So Mary Beth, my therapist, says I flunked Peek-A-Boo. Its a valuable future. What am I supposed to do? 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. It would be poetic I suppose, but fast, too fast. Men are supposed to be made of steel or something. The opposite side to you. I TRIED TO STOP IT (West Side Story) I REMEMBER EVERYTHING (Oaklahoma) WHY NOT ME TOO? This is the moment when you swing by to tell me youre leaving again, on a longer trip with a bigger grant to study something even stranger than before, before Im even used to having you around? Its life, boiling up inside of you. Who I am is a 53-year-old woman from Memphis, Tennessee, named Anna Mae Harkness. And all as artificial as the Matrix itself, although, only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. Oh Mother, a girl doesnt get diphtheria in the back of her knees, why so fainthearted? And I say this at our meetings, and they are all very supportive, but the fire only goes down a little bit. And it was the algae, right? 3 0 obj And this great name of Cid, which thou hast just now won. I was meant to burn there, with everything else. It struck me as amusing. That one tonight, who was he? Because this isnt a convention weekend with your secretary, is it? I would have gladly given my life for you, but it wouldnt have helped. I picked up a piece of glass, and I pointed it at my mom and I threatened to kill her. A monologue from the screenplay by Woody Allen. It always confused me, because I didnt really know what it meant. Protect it. But I still refused to acknowledge him. Dont scold, Mother darling. Its been 226 years since then. That neighbors might look at him funny. Each night is darker, beyond darkness. But she doesnt listen. (Reading from a letter): My father is deceasd! 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. Ah, ah the fire! 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. The game was tied; it was the last of the ninth, with no one on base. The time when we went out and had dinner, and I saw you looking at the guy at the bar wearing a leather jacket. It is Hell. Watch the movie 2014 (Colin Farrell)|2005 (Royal Shakespeare Company)Timestamp: 1:14 2:45. Small portions, no fast food. "Crumbs from the Table of Joy" by Lynn Nottage Character: Ernestine Monologue: "There you have it, They white,Seems to us only white folks. For your gifts,I will return them all; and I do wishThat I could make you full executorTo all my sins that I could toss myselfInto a grave as quickly: for all thou art worthIll not shed one tear more Ill burst first. (pause) Is your mouth all glued up with cunny juice? Watch the movie 1979 (Jon Finch)|1973 (Globe on Screen). A son! Pick a dramatic one. . What are the chances of that really? Just let me help you, Gavin. They came en masse, dressed in their Alexanders best. Now hes buried somewhere, and heres Ser Gregor stronger than ever. Since then, its You seen his portrait downstairs? Whataburger with double meat, double cheese, bacon, mayo, lettuce, tomato, whatasize fries, and whatasized coke. I cant seem to I cant seem to shake the real implication of dying. what flaying? And others of us . Thats my life now. An example of data being processed may be a unique identifier stored in a cookie. Read the play here Folger|King Henry VIII In Plain & Simple English, Watch the movie The Tudors (2007)|The Six Wives of Henry VIII (1971). We were leaving Texas, entering the Indian territory and redefining our meaning of unknown. And there are demons everywhere. The candy man gonna get him a bigger wagon and another five pound of sugar. Can you live there, Gavin? But, O, what form of prayerCan serve my turn? . People like my client, Nathaniel Lahey, and millions of people like him who are relegated to a subclass of human existence in our prisons. Weiss. 4 0 obj But if this is Hell, then I must be a demon, too. Well my name is Tyler-May. Were hungry!, Theres thieves for you, my dear! Surrounded by the illusion of order. You knew I had a Whataburger. We and our partners use data for Personalised ads and content, ad and content measurement, audience insights and product development. A monologue from the play by Tristine Skyler. Im tired of pretending that I cannot continue acting as as if I do not love you.