Youve had fantasies, Im sure; so have I, but were married. Read the play here Student Edition|Regular Edition, A monologue from the play by Frank Wedekind. I swear one night Im going to go out, and Im just not going to come home. What am I gonna do without you? I could be as good or as bad as I felt like being. And have I grown grey in warlike toils, only to see in one day so many of my laurels wither? Its been 226 years since then. repose] this day depends upon it. Why, Mr. Anderson? I remember it so well, that I would shed my blood rather than degrade my rank. Every single thing I ever made Painted All of it just torched to high hell. 1-minute monologues from plays for auditions and acting practice. All I can do is wait. Makers of men; creators of leaders; be careful what kind of leaders youre producin here. After my mom died, my father took his five motherless children to Belfast, Northern Ireland. Ill tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. Our lives and our choices, like quantum trajectories, are understood moment to moment. fires] in order to extinguish my own. And later they call me to thank me for teaching them what love is, and, and that I taught them to care and respect women!. maybe she has a point. I see the world through my mothers eyes now. Fear. A monologue from the screenplay by Richard Linklater, Julie Delpy, & Ethan Hawke. that bed, that womb,That metal, that self-mould, that fashiond theeMade him a man; and though thou livest and breathest,Yet art thou slain in him: thou dost consentIn some large measure to thy fathers death,In that thou seest thy wretched brother die,Who was the model of thy fathers life.Call it not patience, Gaunt; it is despair:In suffering thus thy brother to be slaughterd,Thou showest the naked pathway to thy life,Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee:That which in mean men we intitle patienceIs pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.What shall I say? Its a bad plan. . I thought about having him crush your daughters skull. Id show you but Im too old; Im too tired; Im too f***in blind. A monologue from the tv series created by Taylor Sheridan. I survived getting taunted by the N-word when I was in grade school. This bridal is fatal to me, I fear it, and [yet] I desire it; I dare to hope from it only an incomplete joy; my honor and my love have for me such attractions. New York: Charles Scribners Sons, 1912. You dont feel the cold at my age, specially not in the legs. What then? Hamlet - William Shakespeare 2021-02-09 Actually, why he would hate the name the Hangman is baffling to me. I was free. The unspoken rule in my house was that my moms name was never mentioned after her death. I would have gladly given my life for you, but it wouldnt have helped. Yeah, you know what I mean Leather jackets. Why, Mr. Anderson? In Memphis, talking to you. His fingers were cold where they touched-no, prodded-me. It never was. I sleep near by, and I dream of nothing but crimes Just now I have a murder case in court oh, I can stand that, but do you know what is worse than anything else? (Beat.) It wasnt a miscarriage. I understand your trepidation in repeating it. Dont stare too long. . Yes, I remember the long afternoons of our childhood, when I had to stay indoors to practice my music. I TRIED TO STOP IT (West Side Story) I REMEMBER EVERYTHING (Oaklahoma) WHY NOT ME TOO? . Instead, I stared hard at the catcher, pretending concentration. You must know it by now. nay, gave noticeHe was from thence discharged. His knife was in my back as we carried our guns out into the bush. Sarah, Sarah 3. So thats what I did. But here? Tried to find words to describe it. 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. Karen is premenopausal. Summer And Smoke 7. Does it not look as if the wall-paper itself had been soiled by every conceivable sin? Others, the Great Plains. Every inch but one. Farewell! I found some houses I think you might like. Im supposed to set goals and maybe take night classes that will expand my horizons. And there he was, jumping up and down, showing his teeth, excited as hell. Not a carpenter. It was time to go out fighting again. In my fantasy world, had my mother lived, I would be extremely well-dressed. Theatre in New York City, opening on April 24, 2009."--P. [4]. You know how I stayed alive this long? He took and threw it away. Bethink thee, sister, of our fathers fate,Abhorred, dishonored, self-convinced of sin,Blinded, himself his executioner.Think of his mother-wife (ill sorted names)Done by a noose herself had twined to deathAnd last, our hapless brethren in one day,Both in a mutual destiny involved,Self-slaughtered, both the slayer and the slain.Bethink thee, sister, we are left alone;Shall we not perish wretchedest of all,If in defiance of the law we crossA monarchs will?weak women, think of that,Not framed by nature to contend with men.Remember this too that the stronger rules;We must obey his orders, these or worse.Therefore I plead compulsion and entreatThe dead to pardon. I wanna talk to him. And Jules talking about how were gonna live together when she goes off to college and sleep in the same bed, and be together forever. . The Hershey Theatre will only permit bags 5"x8"x1" or smaller, which includes hand clutches, wristlets and small purses. How unfamiliar words like collateral and rendition became frightening. Within a year there were fires on the ridges and deranged chanting. I imagine shes your favorite. 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. Really? I cant believe were actually going! Meanwhile, I endure an incredible torture; even up to this bridal. Dont do anything you might regret. A monologue from the screenplay by Bo Goldman. What are you aware of? She surprised me in a place, where she ought not to have known me, just as I could not exist for her; and she now seeks to attach to me a reality such as I could never suppose I should have to assume for her in a shameful and fleeting moment of my life. Every inch of me shall perish. Am I bothering you? Then chose to protect me. That should not be up to anyone else. Lets talk about what youre feeling. The cup was passed around for all of us to drink. Jessicas husband was murdered when the couple stopped for gasoline in a black neighborhood. Imagining a life without her doesnt excite me, it just makes me anxious. (then) Because this world doesnt belong to you. what friend of mineThat had to him derived your anger, did IContinue in my liking? 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. The river doesnt care if you can swim. But I couldnt leave. (Pause. If one of Tims black students was angry with him, the black student would have shot Tim right there in the moment. All the crops are long gone. Says he doesnt want to be a skeleton, that her ideas are lazy, lazy ideaswho knows where he . You really should be in therapy, you know. We and our partners use data for Personalised ads and content, ad and content measurement, audience insights and product development. Oh, this one has three bedrooms. It doesnt seem possible. Silence, your silence, isnt working for me. (Pause. And the weight of the log, snapped the limb of the tree, so I-I , I couldnt even kill myself the way I wanted to. If I concentrated long enough I could make the pain appear by an effort of will. 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? and which in this insult has served me for show, and not for defence, go, abandon henceforth the most dishonored [lit. And Guy, you are such a good decent man. And Im lookin down at a big, black ocean, so I flip on my map light, and then suddenly: zap. 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 . A monologue from the play by Lope de Vega. Some called it the American Desert. A lawyer. Thats what preserves the order of things. Daddy said I could. And I kept explaining I hadnt actually said yes but at that point . You dont like them. 47 children were rescued, I was one of them. And others of us . Your purpose, right? Can you tell me what it is? Jackson couldnt take it. Actually, quite the contrary. Granted, I didnt realize until later what waxing and waning implied. It would be poetic I suppose, but fast, too fast. Now you go and break off some stout branches! and they did so and I say: Now one of you lie down and let the other one flog him!, So they obey me and flog each other and then they began to implore me again. Sometimes Im less than human, I know this, but I cant control it. I might add, also, that any information that makes the performance of my duty easier will not be met with punishment. Cause if youre getting a divorce, you havent changed a bit. And will only continue to be this way. I killed my family. And then it begins its steady, inevitable decline. Time to let the healing begin. To know it, you must walk. If Id known you were going to make my dress as long as that Id rather have stayed thirteen. remarkable] insult, in spite of the choice of the king, has contrived [lit. NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from Plays by August Strindberg, v. 1. I am not yet divorced, Im being investigated by the FBI, Im carrying the child of another man and Im not really a junkie. So who am I? Ed. I know that. 1 Min. I took my gun I went out. About degrees of progress . Ten years. Maybe this is the universes punishment for me being a piece of sh*t my entire life. (pause) Is your mouth all glued up with cunny juice? My thoughts on the. the land bids me tread no more upont;It is ashamed to bear me! I never heard a sound like that. It made me feel cold, like if love wasnt for me!. My father sent me ten dollars every week, his lotto money. But I couldnt. A monologue from the screenplay by Frances Goodrich and Albert Hackett. Of course it f***ing is! Rehabilitated? The Priest and me, we lived by the same principles. Text Ensemble 101 Breakups 64 My name is Cullum and I'm I'm here.. Ill to my brother:Though he hath fallen by prompture of the blood,Yet hath he in him such a mind of honour.That, had he twenty heads to tender downOn twenty bloody blocks, held yield them up,Before his sister should her body stoopTo such abhorrd pollution.Then, Isabel, live chaste, and, brother, die:More than our brother is our chastity.Ill tell him yet of Angelos request,And fit his mind to death, for his souls rest. And I had said, you know, we could talk about it. And I dont feel sad, either. I would have said No, but at least they could have asked!! Shes so beautiful. (A collective gasp.). So I made a rope and I went up to the summit, to hang myself. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. )Portal of Hades, thus I bid thee hail!Grant me one boona swift and mortal stroke,That all unwrung by pain, with ebbing bloodShed forth in quiet death, I close mine eyes. But, you know I would be bullshitting. SOUND OF MUSIC - Young Adult Female - Dramatic SOUND OF MUSIC - Maria tells Captain Von Trapp how to show love to his children. I dont feel things for people anymore. The sound of your scream. Its everywhere. (Pause. My mom kissing me on the forehead, and . He invited dozens of young lords to Tarth. Macduff, this noble passion,Child of integrity, hath from my soulWiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughtsTo thy good truth and honour. All lives, save loveless lives, true Love should pardon. Embrace it. I hadn't seen him since we split up, not once. It had never placed it rotten finger on my heart. But when you say it, Im looking at you, I believe you actually mean it. Pray you, look not sad,Nor make replies of loathness: take the hintWhich my despair proclaims; let that be leftWhich leaves itself: to the sea-side straightway:I will possess you of that ship and treasure.Leave me, I pray, a little: pray you now:Nay, do so; for, indeed, I have lost command,Therefore I pray you: Ill see you by and by. I know you dont want to move, but whatever house you choose will be yours. I hurt badly! There is nowhere to chain love to vows and ceremony. Tickets can be purchased online until the event start time. I know. Bowling, playing poker, art . Some of our partners may process your data as a part of their legitimate business interest without asking for consent. Why didnt they ask me to marry them? To view the purposes they believe they have legitimate interest for, or to object to this data processing use the vendor list link below. Im lonely. 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! Uh well, Ill tell ya, I remember this one time Im in a Banshee at night in combat conditions, so theres no running lights on the carrier. Of course. Then again, I blame pretty much everything on that, my weight, my addiction to television, my inability to spell. Bide my time. The candy man gonna get him a bigger wagon and another five pound of sugar. Little kids are gonna follow me around and theyre gonna know my name and what I stood for, and theyre gonna give me some of their sweets in thanks, and Im gonna take those sweets and thank them and tell them to get home safe, and Im gonna be happy. Forgive me my foul murther?That cannot be; since I am still possessOf those effects for which I did the murther-My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen.May one be pardond and retain th offence?In the corrupted currents of this worldOffences gilded hand may shove by justice,And oft tis seen the wicked prize itselfBuys out the law; but tis not so above.There is no shuffling; there the action liesIn his true nature, and we ourselves compelld,Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,To give in evidence. My face was pulp, my guts was pierced, and my ribs was all mashed up. Loud, overly eager, lugging picnic baskets filled with fragrant ghetto food . A man's love is like that. I asked you a question. The snake doesnt care how much you love your children. I was gonna get sick, or get injured or something. Its away, right? But I will teach and work and things will happen, slowly and swiftly. Because Im aware what tremendous feats human beings are capable of once they abandon dignity. But if one were to determine what attributes the Jews share with a beast, it would be that of the rat. Tis I:Do you know me now? And I realized I was the ugliest girl alive. But am I the criminal mastermind who pulled off a series of violent murders? listening for his irregular heartbeat and when our gazes met one cold stare meeting another I could see that he was aware that I knew. So we have this illusion of being one person for all, of having a personality that is unique in all our acts. It would be at a caf where we would have salad and like it. If I close my eyes, I can hear the sound of Oberyns skull breaking. My impotence set in a year ago. Help, angels! (Pause.). Twenty-five dollars buys you an opportunity. In high school, it was a smile that I faked to get boys to like me. Every scar, every flaw, every imperfection. There are also several of the most popular American plays in the history of stage represented on this list of female monologues. THE BELLES OF THE MILL 20 Dramatic Monologues For Women From Tv-Shows 1. and I say to myself always, that, being the daughter of a king, all other than a monarch is unworthy of me. Be then no longer surprised if my troubled soul with impatience awaits their bridal; thou seest that my happiness [lit. PCe_\,~FJ mn6XJ6Y="R&] g&ydK^<8rm]?jz/{%kTZu$r"8mVcds lRdw7xFr %(+$ Nq@A{QXR3Md E*@dPR]~IVthdGuq=n*^#_Ij@o^FqvRN`Un{&~ #UKXX7H??>/KkM%x:4]:wF) Qx/okAMh; Sk1uq0 e? Whereto serves mercyBut to confront the visage of offence?And whats in prayer but this twofold force,To be forestalled ere we come to fall,Or pardond being down? (Beat). 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. If only he hadnt taunted him. Hes come to the crossroads. has known how] to render me unworthy of it. I never had a son. . The only fucking person I have ever allowed to call me Judy. So I came home. He really did. The 61-year-old actor was joined by his wife, Laura Louie, 55 . I was afraid that I wouldnt survive the next few minutes while they turned off the machines. What they are making of us are false idols merely. I remember watching him closely in the morning, trying to uncover the mystery of manhood, the rituals of work. Continue with Recommended Cookies, Home | Uncategorized | 84 Dramatic Monologues For Women (Powerful & Emotional Pieces), A monologue from the play by Nora and Delia Ephron. I killed the last honorable man fifteen years ago. Rats were the cause of the bubonic plague, but thats some time ago. Now, by my life,Old fools are babes again; and must be usedWith cheques as flatteries,when they are seen abused.Remember what I tell you. how I mean to martyr you.This one hand yet is left to cut your throats,Whilst that Lavinia tween her stumps doth holdThe basin that receives your guilty blood.You know your mother means to feast with me,And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad:Hark, villains! Each night is darker, beyond darkness. It was only faith divided us. (beat). And so it was it was leading me away from where I was supposed to be. Small portions, no fast food. What you will find here are a small group of dramatic monologues we like that are handpicked for you. I stand for something. No. with respect][does] my arm, which has so often saved this empire, and so often strengthened anew the throne of its king. Trans. But Ill tell you this. He could have walked away and left poor Ser Gregor to die. I give one fellow a quarter and he turn around and give it to the candy man. Ive looked elsewhere, and found some others who are by no means bad, but they dont have that disdain that makes me long for you. It used to be an officethat we shared. Let me wear it a little longer, Mother! Cannibalism is the great fear. Who knows? 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 . That was just a week before, but when I saw you seeing him, in his leather jacket, I could tell you were And I wish I were that person. (beat). You were only a few months old. No matter what I do I dont feel anything. Good-bye, grandfather, they said and they went away back home to Russia . But finally we all realized there was no hope. So now, you know, from the start I make no effort because I know its not going to work out, I know its not going to work out. The psychoanalysts. And it was wonderful. You say you love me, but doesnt love mean being available to a person? I cant go to the police. Just a minute. Not because Im in here, or because you think I should. One contemporary piece written after 1950. (Pause) Jake wanted to be Snow White for Halloween. Here she is talking to a detective about the crime. for how many sorrows [lit. Its no longer a secret that I love you. So, some of us try to regain unconsciousness. Its a hostile world, indeed. . Like the whole thing at the train station. There are comic monologues (laughs) and dramatic monologues (no laughs). How would I know? Protagonist - Tommy I see with sorrow that love compels me to utter sighs for that [object] which [as a princess] I must disdain.