You must have felt powerful after you made that choice. And if I wanted something I could just reach out and take it. Set in the 1920's, Chicago brings sass and sexiness. And the drama, you will see, acquires a tremendous value from this point. The Jew Hunter. . And when the devil comes to strip that love from you, there is no funeral or song or speeches that dull our senses and deaden our hearts. I buy what I want, I dont want it. . 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? And when he came to finish me, I couldnt look him in the eye. Therefore proceed. It belongs to someone who has yet to come. My paralysis. Youve had fantasies, Im sure; so have I, but were married. Im sorry. A list of Shakespearean monologues categorized alphabetically by comedy, history and tragedy. They shoved each other and threatened to duel when they thought it was their turn to dance. You know what it said? I guess he thought we could best recover from the trauma of her death by living in a war zone. It was a girl. Is it decreed [lit. 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. . A child of the space program. FABULATION 10. They must be contrasting pieces: one dramatic and one comedic, or one classical and one contemporary, totaling up to five minutes. Could great men thunderAs Jove himself does, Jove would neer be quiet,For every pelting, petty officerWould use his heaven for thunder;Nothing but thunder! His pokes left little indentations all over my body because there was no life in my skin. 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. I think cities have weakened us as a species. yes, a human being can teach another one kindness very simply! Im damned if Im gonna stand here and have you tell me youre in love with somebody else! Did not the judge style itA house of penitent whores? MARIA: (to Captain Von Trapp) I . I always knew what the right path was. With all my heart, I love you. Its like a long carpet thats just laid out right beneath me. Im a coward. They came en masse, dressed in their Alexanders best. Tommy really does nothing but propose to me. I had a therapist once who said that these states will wax and wane. 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? And the wolf has no interest in your dreams. Tis true I have not shedBlood as I might have done, in oceans, tillMy name became the synonym of deathA terror and a trophy. For the cancer to come back. You never see in them this unbearable ostentation, and their piety is human and tractable. He invited dozens of young lords to Tarth. I mean, just what am I striving to create anyway? Who knows? New York: Brantanos, 1922. A monologue from the play by Pierre Corneille. And everything would have been different. by William Shakespeare. A monologue from the screenplay by Joe Penhall. And one day my logic was proven all wrong because the tide came in, and gave me a sail. Im tired of pretending that I cannot continue acting as as if I do not love you. 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! But finally we all realized there was no hope. For me to hate you, you must love me, and that you will not do. Most of all, his lunch pail, that symbol of the working man. 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. Making you want to leave again? Cause she met another girl. 47 children were rescued, I was one of them. . Oh, this one has three bedrooms. from my mother?My courage fails, now know I what to speak,Pouring libations on my fathers tomb.Or shall I pray, as holy wont enjoins,That to the senders of these chaplets, heRequital may accord, ay! You dont need but five dollars to get in the crap game. Are you auditioning for a comedy? What can it not?Yet what can it when one cannot repent?O wretched state! A son! No one will ever see it! Apparently. My mom kissing me on the forehead, and . And thou, glorious instrument of my exploits, but yet a useless ornament of an enfeebled body numbed by age [lit. Well, now, let me see. Its the right path. I feel completely safe with you. Female Monologues from Plays Male Monologues from Plays Teen Monologues from Plays 1 2 3 14 All Monologues Jackson couldnt take it. A coward. Im supposed to set goals and maybe take night classes that will expand my horizons. Do you even know? Racism is built into the DNA of America. And when I look back at it, you know, just, its like she lied to me. Then you were still, so still. But I will look about my village at the illiteracy and disease and ignorance and I will not wonder long. Theatre, Drama Duke of York's Theatre, Covent Garden Until 3 Jun 2023 Recommended Photo: John Wilson Buy ticket Time Out says Sheridan Smith is tremendous in Matthew Dunster's skilled revival. Just . Now, my job dictates that I must have my men enter your home and conduct a thorough search before I can officially cross your familys name off my list. I stood at a distance, halfway down the block. Between them, the death of a father has interposed so little hatred, that the duty of blood with regret pursues him. 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. And then quiet again. Always food. Soon, millions of people will see me and theyll all like me. It was me. There is an overwhelming, and there is an all-pervading, hatreda hatredof people like you. Most of the time, most days, I feel ..nothing. my valor], which all Spain admires and looks up to [lit. I was meant to burn there, with everything else. That these feelings were fixed and constant and would never end for the rest of my life. . What have I got Harry, hmm? so many days] effaced in a day! How I long to hug you, kiss you. But if it should be soIf they should sweep me off from earth and empire,Why, what is earth or empire of the earth?I have loved, and lived, and multiplied my image;To die is no less natural than thoseActs of this clay! A monologue from the play by Lisa dAmour. Oh Mother, a girl doesnt get diphtheria in the back of her knees, why so fainthearted? He took and threw it away. Ive worn a mask every day of my life. I like how wine continues to evolve, like if I opened a bottle of wine today it would taste different than if Id opened it on any other day, because a bottle of wine is actually alive. BidOur priest prepare us honey, milk, and poppy,His masculine odours, and night-vestments. Isnt that true? Im just so..bored. 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! THE MOONLIGHT ROOM 8. And is that the America that this Court really wants to live in? I think you think Im weak. I didnt want your son, Michael! And it was it was it was leading me home. Monologues from Plays Browse hundreds of great monologues from plays for men and women of all ages. I kept breathing. A monologue from the play by Lope de Vega. Understand, Sharona had to die in a fire in order for Undine to live. Embrace it. 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. I wouldnt bring another one of you sons into this world! The only safeguard people of color have is the right to a defense, and we wont even give them that. I saw you looking at him, and I could see you seeing in your eye that youd rather be with him. I know, I know, were not supposed to have favorites, but still were only human. But its my fault, I know its my fault, because I never felt it was the right man. I picked up a piece of glass, and I pointed it at my mom and I threatened to kill her. (Pause. . You dont really know why you dont like them. Comedic Monologues from Theatre Pramkicker (Theatre) By Sadie Hasler Jude: He called me by my name. It was that phosphorescent stuff that gets churned up in the wake of a big ship. <> I have this thing about not seeing people in the flesh. 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. I dont know what to do. 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. Meanwhile, I endure an incredible torture; even up to this bridal. Gone. So Mary Beth, my therapist, says I flunked Peek-A-Boo. 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? So . Watch the movie 2013 (Ben Whishaw)|1978 (Derek Jacobi)|2013 (Royal Shakespeare Theater. Babe. Ay, that I had not done a thousand more.Even now I curse the day and yet I thinkFew come within the compass of my curse Wherein I did not some notorious ill,As kill a man or else devise his death,Ravish a maid or plot the way to do it,Accuse some innocent and forswear myself,Set deadly enmity between two friends,Make poor mens cattle break their necks,Set fire on barns and haystacks in the nightAnd bid the owners quench them with their tears.Oft have I digged up dead men from their gravesAnd set them upright at their dear friends door,Even when their sorrows almost was forgot,And on their skins, as on the bark of trees,Have with my knife carved in Roman letters,Let not your sorrow die though I am dead.Tut , I have done a thousand dreadful thingsAs willingly as one would kill a flyAnd nothing grieves me heartily indeedBut that I cannot do ten thousand more. My mom barely goes out. Some of us blow up our homes . Friends, be gone;I have myself resolved upon a courseWhich has no need of you; be gone:My treasures in the harbour, take it. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Nothing had prepared me. Thus my lot appearsNot sad, but blissful; for had I enduredTo leave my mothers son unburied there,I should have grieved with reason, but not now.And if in this thou judgest me a fool,Methinks the judge of follys not acquit. The river doesnt care if you can swim. (Pause.) Ah, you say that isnt true. 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. We never owned anything. I added it up, and knew that I had lost her. We and our partners use data for Personalised ads and content, ad and content measurement, audience insights and product development. At that point I panicked. Ed. But you are aware of what they call me. But youre right. Baird men, ya hurt this boy, youre going to be Baird Bums, the lot of ya. . what causeHath my behavior given to your displeasure,That thus you should proceed to put me off,And take your good grace from me? In this musical, murderesses Velma Kelly and Roxie Hart are sent to death row. But where our conclusions differ, is I dont consider the comparison an insult. No animals have survived. Dont it make them better citizens? Thinking about my whole life, how . Synopsis: A woman eats her husband's divorce papers in an attempt to halt the proceedings. . Is it freedom or truth? I try. But here? All her clothes were gone. not we.Antony. F*** it. And it has been with me for so long, that its comforting. No one had such skill with his spear. To view the purposes they believe they have legitimate interest for, or to object to this data processing use the vendor list link below. Here are some one-minute comedic monologues for kids to try: 1. That cannot be up to anyone else. I went and stood in a card shop for a bit to sort my head out. The Long Goodbye, was that it? And except for the tail, they even rather look alike, dont they? I like thinking about the red dress and the television and you and your father. I chose to love him. Whose greeting renders my returnDelightful? escaped convicts from a Siberian prison camp . Or the people who came before. Pick a dramatic one. My therapist, are you in therapy? The 61-year-old actor was joined by his wife, Laura Louie, 55 . Professional profile for Charles Martinez an actor, voice-over, singer, playwright, casting director, director, producer, marketing/business, stage manager, musical . . That kids long gone and this old man is all thats left. A monologue from the tv series created by Taylor Sheridan. (My Fair Lady) THE FINALE There was a time I could see. intimacy of it embarrasses me. Then continues.) How to destroy Ellaria Sand, the woman who murdered my only daughter. Choose a monologue that can showcase your acting and storytelling skills best. 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. Bid them all fly! (Beat.) A monologue from the play by Lope De Vega. Men are supposed to be made of steel or something. (beat) It just kind of set something off in my head, you know? But you know black kids dont really do that, do they? Sent it to him wrapped in blue paper. If the pilot had banked left instead of right, if the south had won the war in Vietnam, if the Russians hadnt beat us to the moon. Why did you come almost close enoughand no closer? Ive come to ask you for another three days time, at least, in order to forget you. Yet be patient in hating me, as I am in loving you. Michael, you are blind. Small portions, no fast food. Hark! Who the hell you think youre talkin to? 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. And that reward will be, your family will cease to be harassed in any way by the German military during the rest of our occupation of your country. Its the fact that youre never really emotionally prepared for someone to leave you. Nobody's Flood Gender: Male Length: 60 Seconds Monologue Type: Dramatic Character/Setting: Michael (18/19) talks to his brother about the moment he found out he had AIDS. The physical therapists. Like, somehow this night took things away from me and I expressed them to you, and you took them with you! . has known how] to render me unworthy of it. . LOVE, LOSS, AND WHAT I WORE 2. 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. My own flesh was on fire. I was the first person in the family to graduate from college. Outta order? She doesnt wash her hair, and she has on the same outfit shes worn for three days, but she puts on lipstick! You were only a few months old. If I concentrated long enough I could make the pain appear by an effort of will. Civilization is crumbling. Unfortunately, because of copyright restrictions, we cannot sell to persons in your country. There you were, the next one to be sacrificed. Now, hold on, Mr. Potter. Polo shirts. It would be poetic I suppose, but fast, too fast. It was time to go out fighting again. Youre good at it. What excellent foolsReligion makes of men! 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? 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. They they take needles and poke at my hands. Sal becomes embarrassed.). 1 Min. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence without meaning or purpose. Well, the mask is off, so Im gonna say yes. He just went to bed unusually early, A monologue from the play by Mando Alvarado. 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. You must try harder to hate me, my lady; but no, for if you do, then I will love you all the more. A monologue from the play by David French. A great man. [Laughs.] I survived losing my first love, Eve, because I was scared to be gay. A monologue from the screenplay by Alexander Payne & Jim Taylor. Home is a long way away for all of us. I dont f***ing care! 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! Best Contemporary Monologues for Men 18-35 - Lawrence Harbison 2014-11-01 (Applause Acting Series). Then again, I blame pretty much everything on that, my weight, my addiction to television, my inability to spell. 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? Read the play here English & Spanish Edition|Illustrated English Edition. . . I want to change my statement. In Memphis, talking to you. Business Studies. 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. THE BELLES OF THE MILL 20 Dramatic Monologues For Women From Tv-Shows 1. I may not always be right, but I stand on the right side. That night, I was asleep and you came in and jumped on top of me, with the receipt. O inimical old age! And it sunk them in me. You do a thing long enough, your whole life, I guess . Young Women's Contemporary Monologues, Dramatic 1. 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. repose] this day depends upon it. Lets talk about what youre feeling. Herehere go a quarter. Everybody likes me. Am I sorry for what I did? All monologues must be from published plays (no musicals; no film/TV scripts; no original material). Its no longer a secret that I love you. What have I got, Harry? 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. Not because Im in here, or because you think I should. She said he was being a baby, that he didnt deserve a costume at all. Ill tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. And why?! I was fine, until I read your f***ing book! Thats what preserves the order of things. And then it begins its steady, inevitable decline. Consequently, a German soldier conducts a search of a house suspected of hiding Jews. does it not show too clearly over whom thou art destined to reign? Rehabilitated? A monologue from the play by Arthur Miller. Im somebody now, Harry. Far from the cities that have paved the world away, and the farms which had turned it into a resource. Of course, there are a couple of intense dramatic monologues from Shakespeare. I dont know. Destiny, a former child soldier in Liberia, has come to the United States as an undocumented refugee. A monologue from the play by Lorraine Hansberry. Your bones will turn to sand. Isnt that right, Uncle Billy? I knew, somehow, that I had to stay alive. View And Turning, Stay by Kellie Powell Age Range: 16 - 20 Amy is in high school. An example of data being processed may be a unique identifier stored in a cookie. How its a living thing. For superstitious reasons. At times it will seem that nothing changes at all and then again the sudden dramatic events which make history leap into the future. 15 Powerful Female Dramatic Monologues. A monologue from the screenplay by Hubert Selby Jr. & Darren Aronofsky. You know, I guess Ive been heart-broken too many times. And would it be any better if I was too hot, Mother? I couldve lived with a professor of Middle English, for example, if he was a moral man and had tenure at Princeton. Undine has really been through hell. He who least regardsSuch brainsick fantasies lives most at ease. I could never understand what was so attractive about that place, why he chose to spend so much of his days there and not at home. We were leaving Texas, entering the Indian territory and redefining our meaning of unknown. I took my gun I went out. Swimming for the coach. All I know is that my adults, the ones assigned to me, they dont seem to want me around, or I can put it differently, they dont want to be around me. The unspoken rule in my house was that my moms name was never mentioned after her death. Do you know the campground is only twelve miles away from here? And I am at your mercy.. 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. I wake up with it. Running since 2008, The Desert Monologues has seen countless Dubai actors (and non-actors) step onto our stage and into the spotlight. This ones on half an acre and uh, this one is older, but it has a really good view and the neighborhoods pretty. 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. Your last roar of passion before you settle into your emeritus years. Hes gone; and on his finger bears my signet,Which is to him a sceptre. A monologue from the play by Lynn Nottage. My impotence set in a year ago. . I saw it! No more walking over bridges. Just let me help you, Gavin. Dont do anything you might regret. Fear. perhaps I will be a great man I mean perhaps I will hold on to the substance of truth and find my way always with the right course . They never persecute the sinner, but they hate the sin. what friend of mineThat had to him derived your anger, did IContinue in my liking? And if you cant work up a winter passion for me, the least I require is respect and allegiance! Actually, why he would hate the name the Hangman is baffling to me. I can't do this. Look at these walls. what flaying? (pause) If wed had a house, Id never would have wanted to leave. It hurts. You hold this boys future in your hands, committee. Ive coerced witnesses, got clients to lie on the stand, bullied students to tears, manipulated jurors like you. Id watch him from my window get swallowed up in the sea of Brooklyn fathers all beginning their day. 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! Its a reason to smile. A monologue from the tv series written by David Benioff & D.B. Im alone. Its away, right? Rather, I shouldnt say suddenly. Im not even allowed to have friends over because theyll interfere with her depression. destiny has allowed that love should continue even between two enemies. I would have gladly given my life for you, but it wouldnt have helped. The truth is, I have no fashion sense never did. Would you agree? The power-hungry Lady Macbeth will not be ignored. What, do you tremble? And youre not medicated? people make all these fucking promises. MONOLOGUES FOR MALES . There is no other option. This high rank becomes [lit. And I am no murderer. And if its an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now.
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