Whataburger with double meat, double cheese, bacon, mayo, lettuce, tomato, whatasize fries, and whatasized coke. Read the play here Folger|No Fear Shakespeare, Watch the movie 1995 (Ian McKellen)|1956 (Laurence Olivier). Babe. Am I supposed to sit at home knitting and purling while you slink back like some penitent drunk? Then its name becomes clear. And I have seen boys like these, younger than these, their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. Look my hands are black, and no washing will clean them. Ah, ah the fire! But its my fault, I know its my fault, because I never felt it was the right man. I knew about Michelle. Applying to the naval academy following in my fathers footsteps. He was only a few feet away now, my father. But thats all a dream, because my mother did not live. He wasnt a partner, he was an employee. Awesome songs to use for musical theatre or opera auditions. I wanna try to talk some sense to him tell him the way things are. What do you really wanna know? . . As I came in here, I heard those words, cradle of leadership. Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. A monologue from the tv series created by Vince Gilligan & Peter Gould, Hi. Yet Ill hammer it out.My brain Ill prove the female to my soul,My soul the father, and these two begetA generation of still-breeding thoughts,And these same thoughts people this little world,In humours like the people of this world;For no thought is contented. LOVE, LOSS, AND WHAT I WORE 2. and how invoke my Sire?Shall I declare that from a loving wifeTo her dear lord I bear them? Then it is as if something cried way down in the earth and up there in the sky as if it cried treason against the primal force, against the source of all good, against love And do you know, when reams of paper have been filled with mutual accusations. It was a girl. Why, Mr. Anderson? So you find yourself trying to remember the things that made you happy. (Pause. by Oscar Wilde. Come, Gaveston,And share the kingdom with thy dearest friend.Ah! Australian Monologues for Women Things I Know To Be True (Andrew Bovell) The Call (Patricia Cornelius) Blackrock (Nick Enright) Europe (Michael Gow) The Black Sequin Dress (Jenny Kemp) Who's Afraid of the Working Class Anna Robi and the House of Dogs (Maxine Mellor) The Seed (Kate Mulvany) The Female of the Species (Joanna Murray-Smith) . I had to keep breathing. Retrogression even. Just a minute. To whom should I complain? I know. And will only continue to be this way. 44 Dramatic Monologues For Teens. But am I the criminal mastermind who pulled off a series of violent murders? Civilization is crumbling. Read the play here Folger|Loves Labours Lost in Plain & Simple English, Watch the movie 2000 (Matthew Lillard)|1985 (David Warner). It would be poetic I suppose, but fast, too fast. London: George Bell & Sons, 1898. Hes got all these interviews happening and theyre obviously not on his terms and she feels like we owe it to him to set clearer boundaries at home. But Im done. And shes right that hes observant. Dramatic Monologues For Girls . O, most wicked speed, to postWith such dexterity to incestuous sheets!It is not nor it cannot come to good:But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue. Just a minute just a minute. Well, yknow, Ill tell you what there is about me. and so the three of us together looked after the house . Not because of the sweets, I dont really like sweetsbut because Id knowId know in my heart, that if I hadnt been there, not all of them would have been there. (He half-laughs, a little embarrassed.) Trans. You neednt try to deceive me. Out here, we swim horseback through rivers. (Bill gets painfully up from his chair, kisses his hand and places it on Amsterdams forehead) God bless you. I know what you think it means, sonny. She was always one step ahead of the landlord. (A collective gasp.). Oberyn looked beautiful that day. I hurt badly! 1 0 obj 21 Best Contemporary Dramatic Monologues For Women From Published Plays 1. For I cannot persuade you, Violante, that I hate you from simply listening to you, when I hardly know you. Understand, Sharona had to die in a fire in order for Undine to live. Like that time, I came home. . Some one has to be kind, girl some one has to pity people! I come home tomorrow and Im on the back of a milk carton. I think thats why I want to be with you, I think, I think, because I think that being with you would help maybe make me more the type of guy that I want to be. I never had a son. He gave me this, you know. Lets talk about what youre feeling. There are also several of the most popular American plays in the history of stage represented on this list of female monologues. 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? A man might approach love with the best intentions, ready to give his all, and yet find that he walks on a path well trod, through a vale of tears. Yes, freedom has fangs. These are people after my own heart; it is thus we should live; this is the pattern for us to follow. My own flesh was on fire. I cant seem to I cant seem to shake the real implication of dying. But I think I bore you. Sometimes it was so cold my toes turned blue. Text Ensemble 101 Breakups 64 My name is Cullum and I'm I'm here.. (Beat). They were toying with me. But that wasnt your lovers way, was it? I told everyone my family died in a fire, and I came to accept it as true. . Ive worn a mask every day of my life. I know Ill sleep all the better. Are you lonely for your long lost family, the one you never really wanted, or do people want families before theyre formed and then freak out that they cant manage them once they get them? And if its not okay its not the end. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. A monologue from the play by August Wilson. for allThy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it.That thou betraydst Polixenes,twas nothing;That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstantAnd damnable ingrateful: nor wast much,Thou wouldst have poisond good Camillos honour,To have him kill a king: poor trespasses,More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckonThe casting forth to crows thy baby-daughterTo be or none or little; though a devilWould have shed water out of fire ere donet:Nor ist directly laid to thee, the deathOf the young prince, whose honourable thoughts,Thoughts high for one so tender, cleft the heartThat could conceive a gross and foolish sireBlemishd his gracious dam: this is not, no,Laid to thy answer: but the last,O lords,When I have said, cry woe! the queen, the queen,The sweetst, dearst creatures dead,and vengeance fortNot droppd down yet. Im just a kid. The FIRE took that from me. Bid them all fly!For when I am revenged upon my charm,I have done all. . Dramatic Monologue for Young Adult Female. O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;It hath the primal eldest curse upont,A brothers murther! 10 Short Dramatic Monologues for Your 90-Second Musical Theatre Audition : PerformerStuff More Good Stuff It appears that you are outside of North America. 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. That first morning she was there, I was eating breakfast with a few of my siblings when my new stepmom walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Your father made you believe otherwise. I suddenly found I couldnt write any more. Can I move this?. I survived the sexual abuse by my uncle when I was 11. You cant do that. I think you miss the other type of guy. . There, they find stardom and hope it will save them from the gallows. Its the fact that youre never really emotionally prepared for someone to leave you. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you. Youve had fantasies, Im sure; so have I, but were married. Help, angels! You dont need but five dollars to get in the crap game. Press Esc to cancel. I killed the last honorable man fifteen years ago. What if this cursed handWere thicker than itself with brothers blood,Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavensTo wash it white as snow? lets just say their enthusiasm overwhelmed me. It was the first time Id got one over on them. When you do, the devil gets bored. These can be the same as your pre-screening monologues or different. 1 Min. Time to let the healing begin. . Your daughter will die here in this cell and youll be here watching as she does, youll be here the rest of your days. And that, my friends, is called integrity! A monologue from the tv series created by Sam Levinson. And at home my mother sat down to darn his socks and watch the oven I remember stepping up to bat. Friends, be gone;I have myself resolved upon a courseWhich has no need of you; be gone:My treasures in the harbour, take it. But neither you nor anybody else can say anything against his character, because his whole life was Why, in the twenty-five years since he and Uncle Billy started this thing, he never once thought of himself. Because I do. No, I dont never sleep too much. Sometimes when the doctor was examining me I felt our roles were reversed and that I was prodding his tummy. Your fathers gone, youre gone. Child Soldier 4. Grandfather, they say, for Gods sake give us some bread! Manage Settings Tommy really does nothing but propose to me. If only he hadnt taunted him. Far from the cities that have paved the world away, and the farms which had turned it into a resource. . I think its October but I cant be sure. Thats five opportunities he done threw away. O heaven! But Mary, I open my eyes every morning and all I want is a pipe to smoke. 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! I only know the killer was black. This is your great winter romance, isnt it? What an ignominious end that would have been. Who sent me to it?Who hath the honour to advance VittoriaTo this incontinent college? Why didnt they ask me to marry them? But already such a bright little girl! Makers of men; creators of leaders; be careful what kind of leaders youre producin here. the land bids me tread no more upont;It is ashamed to bear me! STILL LIFE 9. And she doesnt want to wash her hair. But in these casesWe still have judgment here; that we but teachBloody instructions, which, being taught, returnTo plague the inventor: this even-handed justiceCommends the ingredients of our poisond chaliceTo our own lips. NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Dramatic Works of Molire, Vol. Destiny, a former child soldier in Liberia, has come to the United States as an undocumented refugee. Due to the failure of our justice system, our public defense system in particular, Jim Crow is alive and kicking; laws that made it illegal for blacks and whites to be buried in the same cemetery, that categorized people into quadroons and octaroons, that punished a black person for seeking medical attention in a white hospital. Learn Dramatic Monologues for Women ONE by Terrence Mosley Age Range: 35 - 60 A single black mother tells her adult son about his absent father and their heritage. There was no noise, no tremble. We were no longer under the cloud of civilization. It will be met with reward. I do worry that hes a littlespoiled. . And its constantly evolving and gaining complexity. And it just started, like, this avalanche of sh*t, about maybe I deserve it. There can be no mistakes. For our full length productions you are asked to find your own monologue (can be from anything) between 30 seconds and 1 minute in length. Dramatic Monologue for Adult Male. Look at these documents into which I write tales of wrong. He didnt save enough money to send Harry to school, let alone me. (Rue lets out a big exhale. Oliver M. Sayler. racks? Fly! Dent & Sons, 1922. And then she ditches me. She was wearing a long burgundy velour three-quarter sleeve zip bathrobe with a thick vertical white stripe down the center, surrounding the zipper. It was a son Michael! I killed my family. Anyway, my father didnt think so. What can it not?Yet what can it when one cannot repent?O wretched state! . Yet be patient in hating me, as I am in loving you. I. 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. To decide against my plaintiff is to choose lining the pockets of prison owners over providing basic defense for the people who live in them. (Beat). I realized as a woman how lucky I was. I was gonna die there, totally alone. The monologue database serves the singular purpose of organizing monologues on the web and . I heard a thousand stories. I have this thing about not seeing people in the flesh. Its gonna make ya proud one day I promise you. What have I gained by thee but infamy?Thou hast stained the spotless honour of my house,And frightened thence noble society:Like those which, sick o th palsy, and retainIll-scenting foxes bout them, are still shunnedBy those of choicer nostrils. SayOur rites are instant, which performed, youll seeHow vain, and worthy laughter, your fears be. I asked you a question. Well, is it too much to have them work and pay and live and die in a couple of decent rooms and a bath? That cannot be up to anyone else. We perceive this when, tragically perhaps, in something we do, we are as it were, suspended, caught up in the air on a kind of hook. His knife was in my back as we carried our guns out into the bush. 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. A monologue from the play by Arthur Miller. Now tell me true, Abigail. Popular Types: Women Men Teens Kids Comedic Contemporary Shakespeare Search Monologues Gender Style Time Period Only show monologues with video examples Age Range PRO ONLY Length PRO ONLY FILTER Monologues I cant believe were actually going! Because here doesnt care. What am I supposed to do? And you let it. I thought, Thats true love. A monologue from the screenplay by William Broyles Jr. We both had done the math. 1-minute monologues from plays for auditions and acting practice. Small portions, no fast food. Business Studies. So kneel down over here, please, so I can connect you to this battery. You say you love me, but doesnt love mean being available to a person? Maybe this is the universes punishment for me being a piece of sh*t my entire life. It was an abortion. Most of the time, most days, I feel ..nothing. For the drama lies all in thisin the conscience that I have, that each one of us has. I have real trouble telling the truth. Abigail, is there any other cause than you have told me, for Goody Proctor discharging you? People were human beings to him, but to you, a warped, frustrated old man, theyre cattle. Our lives and our choices, like quantum trajectories, are understood moment to moment. 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? I was there that day when Ser Gregor crushed your lovers head. Set in the 1920's, Chicago brings sass and sexiness. (Beat.) I wish I were a leather jacket guy, Tina. Racism is built into the DNA of America. alone, slumped over a little, staring at the cinders between his feet, just staring I dont know how long he stayed there, maybe till dark, but I do know he never again came down to see me play. Everything will be okay in the end. But slowly, your brain begins to erase every memory that ever brought you joy. What that felt like. And it has been with me for so long, that its comforting. If I hadnt felt sorry for them they might have killed me or maybe worse and then there would have been a trial and prison and afterwards Siberia whats the sense of it? Ive googled it so many times. This penitential robe will keep. Most of my life I havent even been able to call you, and forget visiting. And I cant even tell now what my altitude is. then the other they go down on their knees, as if to implore me for mercy. Shes so beautiful. (Detective doesnt answer.)