I think you think Im weak. He is worthy of me, but he belongs to Chimne; the present which I made of him [to her], injures me. The monologue database serves the singular purpose of organizing monologues on the web and . I never heard a sound like that. No, I wanted a doctor for a father. Oh, I suppose I am sick. If a rat were to scamper through your front door, right now, would you greet it with hostility? Set in the 1920's, Chicago brings sass and sexiness. I tried to do right. You know what it said? 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. One 32-bar cut must be from the published musical theatre canon. F*** it. 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. Gone. Doesnt it make them better customers? You dont need but five dollars to get in the crap game. Good-bye, grandfather, they said and they went away back home to Russia . The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts and road gangs looking for fuel and food. I picked up a piece of glass, and I pointed it at my mom and I threatened to kill her. and at last a sympathetic person takes one of the two apart and asks, with a pinch of the ear or a smile, the simple question: what have you really got against your husband?or your wife?then he, or she, stands perplexed and cannot give the cause. What they are making of us are false idols merely. But that wasnt your lovers way, was it? 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 Thus let us hope for no advantage, either from his transgression or from my grief, since, to punish me. An example of data being processed may be a unique identifier stored in a cookie. 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. WithinIn lonely sorrow shall I waste away,As widowed of my wife I see my couch,The seats deserted where she sat, the roomsWanting her elegance. And the stamina; the capacity for staying up late, to read or watch a movie, never mind sex. for even nowI put myself to thy direction, andUnspeak mine own detraction, here abjureThe taints and blames I laid upon myselfFor strangers to my nature. 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. You dont feel the cold at my age, specially not in the legs. No, know Soranzo,I have a spirit doth as much distasteThe slavery of fearing thee, as thouDost loathe the memory of what hath passed. Im old. 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! I found the letters you wrote to him as a child, and I read them. I want to be that guy. I have done many a bad thing. LUKA. . And as long as we turn a blind eye to the pain of those suffering under its oppression, we will never escape those origins. But if one were to determine what attributes the Jews share with a beast, it would be that of the rat. We believe this conscience to be a single thing, but it is many-sided. Did I tell this,Who would believe me? I wanna talk to him. 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. Let him continue on his journey. Merciful Heaven,Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous boltSplitst the unwedgeable and gnarled oakThan the soft myrtle: but man, proud man,Drest in a little brief authority,Most ignorant of what hes most assured,His glassy essence, like an angry ape,Plays such fantastic tricks before high heavenAs make the angels weep; who, with our spleens,Would all themselves laugh mortal. Read the play here Folger|Loves Labours Lost in Plain & Simple English, Watch the movie 2000 (Matthew Lillard)|1985 (David Warner). Go anywhere you want. I know what youre doing. It struck me as amusing. So thats what I did. They shoved each other and threatened to duel when they thought it was their turn to dance. Karen is premenopausal. And I am at your mercy.. Meanwhile, I endure an incredible torture; even up to this bridal. . He sees another soul to eat. Does this my hair not tell the tale?Can you not see these scars,these signs of savage blows, this blood?And are you men of honour?Are you my father and my kin?Are you so cold, so cruelyour very souls arent torn apartto see such suffering?But no, your town is aptly named,and youre not men, but sheep!Let me be armed for battle, then,if youre so hard of heart,such stocks and stones, such tigresses . You dont like them. I swear one night Im going to go out, and Im just not going to come home. It hurts. Its terrifying. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, F*** YOU, too! A monologue from the play by Lope de Vega. He just went to bed unusually early, A monologue from the play by Mando Alvarado. Illusions, Mr. Anderson. At least thats what I thought. You can hear it, cant you? No matter what I do I dont feel anything. What may be the danger,I know not: he hath found it, let him quell it.Must I consume my lifethis little lifeIn guarding against all may make it less!It is not worth so much! Youd rather be with someone who, I dunno, who wore leather jackets. I have been studying how I may compareThis prison where I live unto the world;And, for because the world is populousAnd here is not a creature but myself,I cannot do it. I took my gun I went out. Ive googled it so many times. So I cut out the eye that looked away. Thats my life now. endobj And then they all started to laugh. (Smiling) Oh, you got a murderous rage in you, and I like it. I was gonna die there, totally alone. I wish I could tell you that I got the strength. Consequently, a German soldier conducts a search of a house suspected of hiding Jews. My lords, ye look amazed to see your queenWith wreaths and gifts of incense in her hands.I had a mind to visit the high shrines,For Oedipus is overwrought, alarmedWith terrors manifold. She said he was being a baby, that he didnt deserve a costume at all. You say you love me, but doesnt love mean being available to a person? A Christmas Carol - Drama. The love of your life? Free audition monologues for women, men, girls and boys. Her I indeed adore;And keep her grateful image in my house,Sometimes belonging to a Roman king,But now called mine, as by the better style.To her I care not if, for satisfyingYour scrupulous fancies, I go offer. But there are too many scruples, and my reason is alarmed at the contempt of a choice so worthy; although to monarchs only my [proud] birth may assign me, Rodrigo, with honor I shall live under thy laws. I tried to run away, but Renly Baratheon took me in his arms. Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper spur?Hath love in thy old blood no living fire?Edwards seven sons, whereof thyself art one,Were as seven vials of his sacred blood,Or seven fair branches springing from one root:Some of those seven are dried by natures course,Some of those branches by the Destinies cut;But Thomas, my dear lord, my life, my Gloucester,One vial full of Edwards sacred blood,One flourishing branch of his most royal root,Is crackd, and all the precious liquor spilt,Is hackd down, and his summer leaves all faded,By envys hand and murders bloody axe.Ah, Gaunt, his blood was thine! ), I dont know if it was a girl dressed like a guy or a guy dressed like a girl dressed like a guy. Michelle is in a hospital gown, her hands are wrapped. Ten years. Great joke. NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from Plays by August Strindberg, v. 1. But I will teach and work and things will happen, slowly and swiftly. now [lit. Accounting & Finance; Business, Companies and Organisation, Activity; Case Studies; Economy & Economics; Marketing and Markets; People in Business Watching for any kind of reaction. insolently cover their fierce resentment with the cause of Heaven. I went to a real estate office. Dramatic Monologue for Adult Male. And Guy, you are such a good decent man. to safeguard thine own life,The best way is to venge my Gloucesters death. (Pause. Believe me. ) You dont realize how lucky you are. Within a year there were fires on the ridges and deranged chanting. And the future, John Lennon probably put it best. Besides, this DuncanHath borne his faculties so meek, hath beenSo clear in his great office, that his virtuesWill plead like angels, trumpet-tongud, againstThe deep damnation of his taking-off;And pity, like a naked new-born babe,Striding the blast, or heavens Cherubins, horsdUpon the sightless couriers of the air,Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,That tears shall drown the wind. 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? That kids long gone and this old man is all thats left. It would be at a caf where we would have salad and like it. Im gonna see what you do. At each point of intersection, each encounter suggests a new potentialdirection. I was there when this wonderful person drifted into this world, and I was there when she drifted out. An abortion, Michael. And so, naturally, when I hear that a child has been killed in a fashionin a fashion such as this Little Jesus thingyou know what? 3 0 obj Well one night I heard a noise thieves creeping in! But Im so grateful that she was with me on that island. Im not even allowed to have friends over because theyll interfere with her depression. Words that make me surfeit with delight!What greater bliss can hap to GavestonThan live and be the favourite of a king!Sweet prince, I come; these, these thy amorous linesMight have enforcd me to have swum from France,And, like Leander, gaspd upon the sand,So thou wouldst smile, and take me in thine arms.The sight of London to my exild eyesIs as Elysium to a new-come soul.Not that I love the city, or the men,But that it harbours him I hold so dear The king, upon whose bosom let me dieAnd with the world be still at enmity.What need the Arctic people love starlight,To whom the sun shines by both day and night?Farewell base stooping to the lordly peers!My knee shall bow to none but to the king.As for the multitude, that are but sparks,Rakd up in the embers of their poverty;Tanti, Ill fawn first on the windThat glanceth at my lips, and flieth away. There was a time I could see. Even though there was no reason to hope. and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. The time when we went out and had dinner, and I saw you looking at the guy at the bar wearing a leather jacket. Khaki pants. A time, methinks, too shortTo make a world-without-end bargain in.No, no, my lord, your grace is perjured much,Full of dear guiltiness; and therefore this:If for my love, as there is no such cause,You will do aught, this shall you do for me:Your oath I will not trust; but go with speedTo some forlorn and naked hermitage,Remote from all the pleasures of the world;There stay until the twelve celestial signsHave brought about the annual reckoning.If this austere insociable lifeChange not your offer made in heat of blood;If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and thin weedsNip not the gaudy blossoms of your love,But that it bear this trial and last love;Then, at the expiration of the year,Come challenge me, challenge me by these deserts,And, by this virgin palm now kissing thineI will be thine; and till that instant shutMy woeful self up in a mourning house,Raining the tears of lamentationFor the remembrance of my fathers death.If this thou do deny, let our hands part,Neither entitled in the others heart. 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. (then, pitiful) Just look what its done to you. But youre right. You know how I stayed alive this long? When I saw that my heart could not protect itself, I myself gave away that which I did not dare to take; and I put, in place of my self, Chimne in its fetters, and I kindled their passions [lit. I just feel so . 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!
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