But Im done. You never see in them this unbearable ostentation, and their piety is human and tractable. 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? Those lips. If my cockpit lights hadnt shorted out, theres no way Id ever been able to see that. And have I grown grey in warlike toils, only to see in one day so many of my laurels wither? SayOur rites are instant, which performed, youll seeHow vain, and worthy laughter, your fears be. Who knows? However, the reason the Fuhrer has brought me off my Alps in Austria and placed me in French cow country today is because it does occur to me. O inimical old age! . 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. Comedic Monologues from Theatre Pramkicker (Theatre) By Sadie Hasler Jude: He called me by my name. I see the world through my mothers eyes now. A monologue from the play by Pierre Corneille. I think you miss the other type of guy. Then again, I blame pretty much everything on that, my weight, my addiction to television, my inability to spell. I was meant to burn there, with everything else. 10 Short Dramatic Monologues for Your 90-Second Musical Theatre Audition : PerformerStuff More Good Stuff It appears that you are outside of North America. There was no noise, no tremble. 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. . Impenetrable 6. 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. He made you believe that you needed to be without fault in order to be loved. Standard Broadway repertoire includes Rodgers and Hammerstein, Lerner and Loewe, Stephen Sondheim, Leonard Bernstein, Jules Styne, Bock and Harnick, Kander and Ebb, George Gershwin, Duke Ellington, etc. Then I saw him sitting on the bench along third base. I didnt think so. When I was ten I started getting sharp pains in my side and had to be taken to the doctors. He gave me this, you know. If youre looking for an audition piece thats comedic or dramatic, weve got some great monologues to choose from! You must try harder to hate me, my lady; but no, for if you do, then I will love you all the more. Our lives and our choices, like quantum trajectories, are understood moment to moment. Your moms with someone. 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? But it did sound a lot calmer than the way I would describe it. This high rank becomes [lit. A monologue from the play by Seth Kramer. To this day that bathrobe is the only piece of clothing I can actually see in my mind. It would be at a caf where we would have salad and like it. You can choose to love me as much as I love you. My friends, I deem the fortune of my wifeHappier than mine, though otherwise it seems;For never more shall sorrow touch her breast,And she with glory rests from various ills.But I, who ought not live, my destined hourOerpassing, shall drag on a mournful life,Late taught what sorrow is. All these years? Has a rat ever done anything to you to create this animosity you feel toward them? But to be honest I feel like the real opportunities are the ones that fall into your lap. . 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. . %PDF-1.5 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. Ive been around, you know? And why?! She doesnt wash her hair, and she has on the same outfit shes worn for three days, but she puts on lipstick! Yet be patient in hating me, as I am in loving you. Female Theatre Monologues for Teens Dry Land (Ruby Rae Speigel) Ester: I've been sleeping in my swimsuit. Actually, why he would hate the name the Hangman is baffling to me. There are comic monologues (laughs) and dramatic monologues (no laughs). 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. Men are supposed to be made of steel or something. Its away, right? But I still refused to acknowledge him. When I was a girl, my father held a ball. But those phrases were invented by professors at universities. Because mostly I feel rage. I knew that I must die,Een hadst thou not proclaimed it; and if deathIs thereby hastened, I shall count it gain.For death is gain to him whose life, like mine,Is full of misery. I just dont want to have to call her. . 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. . Just peace. Soon, millions of people will see me and theyll all like me. A monologue from the tv series created by Sam Levinson. . Yes honest peasants, both of them! You must know it by now. Watch the movie 1979 (Kate Nelligan)|2019 (Royal Shakespeare Company), 19 Dramatic Shakespeare Monologues For Men, 20 Comedic Shakespeare Monologues For Men, Disclaimer: Some of the articles on Mighty Actor include affiliate links to sites like Amazon, Skillshare, and others. I wish I could share that I wish, that everyone, if only for one moment, could feel that awe, and humility, and hope. Yea, for these laws were not ordained of Zeus,And she who sits enthroned with gods below,Justice, enacted not these human laws.Nor did I deem that thou, a mortal man,Couldst by a breath annul and overrideThe immutable unwritten laws of Heaven.They were not born today nor yesterday;They die not; and none knoweth whence they sprang.I was not like, who feared no mortals frown,To disobey these laws and so provokeThe wrath of Heaven. I swear one night Im going to go out, and Im just not going to come home. I remember it so well, that I would shed my blood rather than degrade my rank. But for thisI feel no penitence; my life is love:If I must shed blood, it shall be by force.Till now, no drop from an Assyrian veinHath flowd for me, nor hath the smallest coinOf Ninevehs vast treasures oer been lavishdOn objects which could cost her Sons a tear:If then they hate me, tis because I hate not:If they rebel, tis because I oppress not.Oh, men! Whose greeting renders my returnDelightful? Macduff, this noble passion,Child of integrity, hath from my soulWiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughtsTo thy good truth and honour. And I wouldnt blame you if you walked away right now. admits] no man without honor, and thy jealous pride, by this foul [lit. The Rodgers & Hammerstein Collection Image: 2019 Paper Mill Playhouse Production of Rodgers + Hammerstein's Cinderella (Evan Zimmerman for MurphyMade) The Lorraine Hansberry Collection (Samuel French) Image: 2019 Williamstown Theatre Festival Production of A Raisin in the Sun (Jeremy Daniel) The Tams-Witmark Collection I thought about having him crush your daughters skull. Edwin Bjrkman. A monologue from the play by Luigi Pirandello. When I walk away and think I shall forget you, it turns out I am headed straight for love. (My Fair Lady) THE FINALE He rushed out the door and down to the school-yard, the first game he had ever come to, and my mother put his supper in the oven, for later I hadnt reminded my father of the game. Tried to find words to describe it. 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! Why, Mr. Anderson? I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. (Ellaria starts gagging) Im sorry, I cant understand you, that gag makes it impossible to understand what youre saying, it must be frustrating. Ill tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. (Reading from a letter): My father is deceasd! No one will ever see it! Not because Im in here, or because you think I should. Im somebody now, Harry. . In a Buster Brown store on Sheepshead Bay Road. No, I am not a revered doctor, brother; no, all the knowledge of this world has not found its abode in me. Perhaps you feel, Violante, that I am too forward. I will grind your bones to dustAnd with your blood and it Ill make a paste,And of the paste a coffin I will rearAnd make two pasties of your shameful heads,And bid that strumpet, your unhallowd dam,Like to the earth swallow her own increase.This is the feast that I have bid her to,And this the banquet she shall surfeit on;For worse than Philomel you used my daughter,And worse than Progne I will be revenge:And now prepare your throats. Outta order. ah fie! It wasnt long till they came for me. So I made a rope and I went up to the summit, to hang myself. Id throw my things in a cardboard box and run outside in my pajamas in bare feet. I come home tomorrow and Im on the back of a milk carton. Here are some predecessors that stand out: 1. 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. But I cant. Polo shirts. But I didnt mind, no, I didnt mind until I overheard a group of my friends making crass unkind comments about my family. As big as mountains. . Ed. You dont need but five dollars to get in the crap game. Although the kid giving the monologue might not understand all the jokes, it's all in the delivery. Protagonist - Tommy Theyre nasty little sh*ts and nasty little sh*ts arent worth crying over.. He cant see its all set up for him to do anything he want. You always had a way of seeing through me. But I dont want to be talked to like some incurably sick patient you have to comfort. Loud, overly eager, lugging picnic baskets filled with fragrant ghetto food . I think nature is really going to help. He is sternAs I am heedless and the slaves deserveTo feel a master. A monologue from the tv series created by Peter Nowalk. Some may claim that slavery has ended. Imagining a life without her doesnt excite me, it just makes me anxious. THE MOONLIGHT ROOM 8. A monologue from the play by Christopher Marlowe. Child Soldier 2. A monologue from the screenplay by Joe Penhall. Dont scold, Mother darling. But where our conclusions differ, is I dont consider the comparison an insult. Clothes are just something I use for cover, leaving room for one electric blue memory. The black student would have been arrested and we wouldnt be here. Ed. Twelve years old and ashamed of my old man. The game was tied; it was the last of the ninth, with no one on base. . Your purpose, right? Precisely. We have the talks. It is wider, larger, more human than a woman's. Women think that they are making ideals of men. 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? 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 Thats right: my sweetheart, my lover, that sweet girl I lolled around with on endless Sundays, is getting hot ashes. Applying to the naval academy following in my fathers footsteps. No, I dont never sleep too much. 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. tis an unweeded garden,That grows to seed; things rank and gross in naturePossess it merely. It never was. I couldnt bear to see her in another womans arms. 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! Im trying to move beyond it, sometimes I even think I have, but mostly Im not a very good human being. So if you really are here, and youre really not just stopping in to say youre leaving again, youre going to have to do better than this. Well, in my book he died a much richer man than youll ever be. .no, worse than tigresses . Or which of your friendsHave I not strove to love, although I knewHe were mine enemy? He left. . MARIA: (to Captain Von Trapp) I . Now you may think that you are too damaged and too broken to allow yourself to be happy, but you can choose differently Simon. The better sort,As thoughts of things divine, are intermixdWith scruples, and do set the word itself against the word,As thus: Come, little ones; and then again,It is as hard to come as for a camelTo thread the postern of a small needles eye.Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plotUnlikely wonders: how these vain weak nailsMay tear a passage through the flinty ribsOf this hard world, my ragged prison walls;And for they cannot, die in their own pride.Thoughts tending to content flatter themselvesThat they are not the first of fortunes slaves,Nor shall not be the last like silly beggarsWho sitting in the stocks refuge their shame,That many have and others must sit there;And in this thought they find a kind of ease,Bearing their own misfortunes on the backOf such as have before endured the like.Thus play I in one person many people,And none contented. If only he hadnt taunted him. I remember the first time I saw it. 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. You say you love me, but doesnt love mean being available to a person? Nothing had prepared me. It was the first time Id got one over on them. Im not crying for myself. I mean the two of them were really getting into it. Actually, it started happening last winter. Others, the Great Plains. I love you. Can we start over? Im your wife, and I wanna stand beside you. (Vicious.) What sensation do you get when I do that?Nothing! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,Would have mournd longermarried with my uncle,My fathers brother, but no more like my fatherThan I to Hercules: within a month:Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tearsHad left the flushing in her galled eyes,She married. 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. Thats their line of crap. I think I embarrass you. Tyler Maysee, I quite like my name, but for some people it tells them I'm some kinda butch girl who is really stocky with a super short haircut, that wears baggy t-shirts and umbro trackies, but heigh ho, I don't really care. All my instruments are gone. If one of Tims black students was angry with him, the black student would have shot Tim right there in the moment. It were to dieBefore my hour, to live in dread of death,Tracing revolt; suspecting all about me,Because they are near; and all who are remote,Because they are far. Every scar, every flaw, every imperfection. Im just a kid. Thats five opportunities he done threw away. let them alone:The marshal and the archbishop are strong:Had my sweet Harry had but half their numbers,To-day might I, hanging on Hotspurs neck,Have talkd of Monmouths grave. That is, until it peaks, like your 61. 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. I have this thing about not seeing people in the flesh. Out here, we swim horseback through rivers. Until theyre so old and broken-down that You know how long it takes a workin man to save five thousand dollars? Best Contemporary Monologues for Men 18-35 - Lawrence Harbison 2014-11-01 (Applause Acting Series). Its not even the lies that hurt, you know? Some of our partners may process your data as a part of their legitimate business interest without asking for consent. I saw you looking at him, and I could see you seeing in your eye that youd rather be with him. Never! And so it was it was leading me away from where I was supposed to be. Then you were still, so still. He cant see past his nose. You chose to murder my daughter. I never got to have a mother, but Myrcella did. You know the only place that voice left me alone? Thy tyrannyTogether working with thy jealousies,Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idleFor girls of nine, O, think what they have doneAnd then run mad indeed, stark mad! It always confused me, because I didnt really know what it meant. O, the cry did knockAgainst my very heart. Yes, it had begun that early. And then when he comes over to pick me up, she puts on lipstick! (beat) It just kind of set something off in my head, you know? The Sixth Amendment was ratified in 1791. Why here, youre all businessmen here. MONOLOGUES FOR MALES . The thought of this lovely face cracking open like a duck egg, no, its just not right. What do you really wanna know? Is it decreed [lit. The childs side. Rides a motorcycle. They include a couple hidden theater gems as well as several famous female monologues, good for either Broadway or the local playhouse. And the drama, you will see, acquires a tremendous value from this point. Increasing thoughts about death just seemed to come over me. And thou, glorious instrument of my exploits, but yet a useless ornament of an enfeebled body numbed by age [lit. it waxes, nears me nowWoe, woe for me, Apollo of the dawn!Lo, how the woman-thing, the lionessCouched with the wolfher noble mate afarWill slay me, slave forlorn! Hes come to the crossroads. Weiss. Oh, really? See, he could have took and bought him a can of shoe polish and got him a rag. A monologue from the tv series created by Vince Gilligan. However, feel free to browse tips and download any public domain (free) monologues on our site. But I will teach and work and things will happen, slowly and swiftly. Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice, difficult as they are to remember. Even though there was no reason to hope. Everything will be okay in the end. It makes tomorrow all right. Oh, this one has three bedrooms. 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) . Right?!. But what does it mean the right man? Any bags/backpacks that are larger in size will need to be returned to the owners vehicle or disposed of. And when he came to finish me, I couldnt look him in the eye. 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? But that morning, I knew that rule was about to be broken. 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! And all as artificial as the Matrix itself, although, only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. I was still the same waist size since high school. How its a living thing. It wakes me up. My lights are gone. And if you cant work up a winter passion for me, the least I require is respect and allegiance! You know? Go to a hotel, go live with her, but dont come back! Hitting her in the face. For thirty-nine years. A monologue from the play by August Wilson. That cannot be up to anyone else. Forty-seven years old. The only one who doesnt get phone calls? Now heres Charlie. He is worthy of me, but he belongs to Chimne; the present which I made of him [to her], injures me. To whom shall I addressMy speech? 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. She was always one step ahead of the landlord. I havent come here on any but equal terms. (Pause. with respect][does] my arm, which has so often saved this empire, and so often strengthened anew the throne of its king. . What can it not?Yet what can it when one cannot repent?O wretched state! Read the play here Folger|Loves Labours Lost in Plain & Simple English, Watch the movie 2000 (Matthew Lillard)|1985 (David Warner). 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. STILL LIFE 9. Then we wouldnt be here. Each day is more gray than the one before. I hurt badly! (Shouting over her) I LIVE THE ANSWER! (Beat). So thats what I did. endobj BidOur priest prepare us honey, milk, and poppy,His masculine odours, and night-vestments. And one day my logic was proven all wrong because the tide came in, and gave me a sail. I know you dont want to move, but whatever house you choose will be yours. .for they, when hunters steal their youngferociously pursueand slay them, till they reach the seaand plunge beneath its waves.Not tigresses, but timid hares,not Spaniards, but barbarians,too chicken-hearted to denyyour women to other men!Why not wear distaffs at your waists?Why gird on useless swords?I swear to God we women aloneshall make those tyrants payfor our indignities, and billthose traitors for our blood.And you, you effete effeminates,I sentence to be stonedas spinsters, pansies, queens and cowards,and forced henceforth to wearour bonnets and our overskirts,with painted, powdered faces.Our valorous Commander meansto have Frondoso hangeduncharged, untried and uncondemnedfrom yonder battlements.Hell serve all you unmanly menthe same, and Ill rejoice;for when this honourable townis womanless, that ageshall dawn which once amazed the world,the age of Amazons.