THE OFFICIAL MONOLOGUE THREAD!

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[setasuna]

MARTHA: In the beginning, I am mean and greedy and selfish. This is symbolized by three things, A: There is a half-finished sculpture of an angel in my garage. B: There is a hungry little boy that sleeps on my doorstep every night that I call the police on. And C: I have a dying father that I haven't talked to in years. Then one day I see the error of my ways. I don't know how, I don't know. But I see it. Then: [Pause, a little smile.] The song comes on. And in the three minute duration of this song. I make all of the changes I need to in my life. They are symbolized by A: I finish the angel sculpture in my garage, and incidentally it is a masterpiece. B: I feed the little hungry boy on my porch, I bring him in the home and incidentally he becomes a senator and loves me. And finally C: I call my Father and tears stream from our eyes as we tell each other we love one another, and incidentally moments later he dies. But I tell him in time. And then moments later all is right in the world and this is symbolized by an ambient, light that my soul generates. [She is choked up.] Excuse me. Excuse me. It's just so dramatic. I do all that in the duration of a three minute song. It frustrates me so that I can't change like that. It is amazing how the people whose stories are told by movies, during the duration of one song, can switch their whole life around. I want a dramatic life like that.



I used this monologue in an audition, the director said I was too old for the role though... sweatdrop It's from a play called Charge by Eric Kaiser which I can't find anything about...

[Moolikeme]

The Crusible

ABIGAIL: Why, you taught me goodness, therefore you are good. It were a fire you walked me through, and all my ignorance was burned away. It were a fire, John, we lay in fire. And from that night no woman called me wicked any more but I knew my answer. I used to weep for my sins when the wind lifted up my skirts; and blushed for shame because some old Rebecca called me loose. And then you burned my ignorance away. As bare as some December tree I saw them all – walking like saints to church, running to feed the sick, and hypocrites in their hearts! And God gave me strength to call them liars and God made men listen to me, and by God I will scrub the world clean for the love of Him! John, I will make you such a wife when the world is white again! You will be amazed to see me every day, a light of heaven in your house, a---

Why are you so cold?

[Moolikeme]

Tarzan
written by Tab Murphy, Bob Tzudiker, and Noni White, from the novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs

JANE: Oh , oh my goodness... Daddy I was walking! With little baby, little baby monkey, and I drew a picture. Suddenly monkey starts crying. But I turned around and there's a whole fleet of them. There's an army of monkeys a huge tree full of them, Screaming at me: ooh ooh eee eee, ahh ahh Terrified, I was, terrified. Suddenly I was swinging in the vines up in the air. Swinging, flying, I was in the air. And I'm all surrounded... And Daddy they took my boot! And I was saved, I was saved by a flying wildman in a loincloth!

[Moolikeme]

YamaxaXIV

Interview With The Vampire [book quote made into monologue]

Claudia: (quietly)How dare you! (angry, loudly) How dare you make this decision for the both of us! Do you know how I despise you! Do you know that I despise you with a passion that eats at me like a canker! Don't you look away from me. I am sick at heart with your looking away, with your suffering. You understand nothing. Your evil is that you cannot be evil, and I must suffer for it. I tell you I will suffer for it no longer! (recollecting) Snatching me from mortal hands like two grim monsters from a nightmare fairytale, you idle blind parents! (spat) Fathers! (cold and spiteful) Let tears gather in your eyes. You haven't tears enough for what you've done to me.

Optional continuation...

Six more mortal years, seven, eight ... (pointing at a mature woman figure sort) I might have had that shape! Yes, that shape, I might have known what it was to walk at your side. Monster! To give me immortality in this hopeless guise, this helpless form! Now you give her to me! You give her to me.You do this or you finish what you did to me that night in the hotel in New Orleans. I will not live with this hatred any longer, I will not live with this rage! I cannot. I will not abide it! (defeated, still upset) Oooh. I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!

I love this one! *prints*

By the way, monolouges can be found at http://www.whysanity.net/monos/

[ilikehamsters]

Moolikeme

YamaxaXIV

Interview With The Vampire [book quote made into monologue]

Claudia: (quietly)How dare you! (angry, loudly) How dare you make this decision for the both of us! Do you know how I despise you! Do you know that I despise you with a passion that eats at me like a canker! Don't you look away from me. I am sick at heart with your looking away, with your suffering. You understand nothing. Your evil is that you cannot be evil, and I must suffer for it. I tell you I will suffer for it no longer! (recollecting) Snatching me from mortal hands like two grim monsters from a nightmare fairytale, you idle blind parents! (spat) Fathers! (cold and spiteful) Let tears gather in your eyes. You haven't tears enough for what you've done to me.

Optional continuation...

Six more mortal years, seven, eight ... (pointing at a mature woman figure sort) I might have had that shape! Yes, that shape, I might have known what it was to walk at your side. Monster! To give me immortality in this hopeless guise, this helpless form! Now you give her to me! You give her to me.You do this or you finish what you did to me that night in the hotel in New Orleans. I will not live with this hatred any longer, I will not live with this rage! I cannot. I will not abide it! (defeated, still upset) Oooh. I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!

I love this one! *prints*

By the way, monolouges can be found at http://www.whysanity.net/monos/

It was very clever of you to have gotten a monologue from a book like Interview With a Vampire! I love that claudia one that you got, it's very strong.

[YamaxaXIV]

Thanks everybody mrgreen

[Moolikeme]

Anyone have funny monolouges?

[IQ Kitty]

((I think this one is pretty funny...))

Okay... Where to start. Let's see. Okay. Ya' know... There is a lot of pressure on vampires these days. I mean, the media has built us up to be monsters... Okay, if your definition of a monster is someone who sucks other people's blood... Alright, ya' got me there. But do you know the kind of peer presure that is within the (Makes quotes with his fingers.) culture of vampires. I mean, give me a break... Gloom and doom and black and cobwebs and coffins all over the place... That is just not for me. All that gothic stuff. Come on. All those other vampires are saying things like, "James, vampires don't wear pastels," or "James, vampires don't hold day jobs as hairdressers." I don't even know what they're talking about. I mean, they didn't even want me to keep my kitten. They said a vampire with a cat named Snookums just doesn't strike terror into the hearts of mortals. I don't get it... These people are going to live forever and do you know how they party? They sit around and complain about garlic and crosses and stakes... They don't talk about politics; they don't talk about human rights violations; they don't talk about endangered species; they don't talk about anything that's important. They think it's fun to talk about fangs and how fast they can turn into bats. Bats! Did you know that bats have fleas? Do you know how hard it is to get the fleas out of your hair when you change back? Oh... Oh and this whole seductive thing... People think that kinda' stuff is cool. You know what happens when you hypnotize people? They're no fun to talk to anymore... They're like zombies. And the tempers those people have! My God, you'd think people who are going to live forever would not get so stressed out... I mean, they'll blow up at just about anything. If the pizza boy puts anchovies on the pizza and they didn't order anchovies, they'll put the pizza boy on the pizza. If someone sneezes the wrong way, they go bezerk like a rabid dog or something... Most of them seriously need to deal with their anger management issues. I tell ya', a lot of people think being a vampire is cool... It's not. Being a vampire sucks.

I found it on here.

[Dave The Lion]

This is a small part of a GREAT monologue!

The House of Blue Leaves


Ronnie:
“I was twelve years old and all the newspapers had headlines on my twelfth birthday that Billy was coming to town. And Life was doing stories on him and Look and the newsreels because Billy was searching America to find the Ideal American Boy to play Huckleberry Finn. And Billy came to New York and called my father and asked him if he could stay here – Billy needed a hideout. All America wants to meet Billy and he’ll be hiding out in your house. I came home – went in there – into my room and packed my bag… I knew Billy would see me and take me back to California with him that very day.
The doorbell rang. And then my father calls out: ‘Ronnie, guess who? Billy, we named him after your father. Ronnie, guess who?’
I picked up my bag and said goodbye to myself in the mirror. Came out. Billy there. Smiling.
It suddenly dawned on me. You had to do things to get parts. I began dancing. Immediately. Things I have never done in my life – before or since. I stood on my head and skipped and whirled (He does a cartwheel.) spectacular leaps into the air so I could see veins in the ceiling and began laughing and crying soft and loud to show all my emotions. And I heard music and drums that I couldn’t keep up with. And then cut off my emotions just like that. Instantly. And took a deep bow like the Dying Swan I saw on Ed Sullivan. I picked up my suitcase and waited at the door.
Billy turned to my parents, whose jaws were down to about there, and Billy said, ‘You never told me I had an idiot for a godchild,’ and I picked up my bag and went to my room and shut the door and never came out the whole time he was here.
My only triumph was he could never find a Huckleberry Finn. Another company made the picture a few years later, but it flopped.”

i found it here:
http://www.jefferson.k12.ky.us/Schools/Special/YPAS/monologues.html#blueleaves

[Moolikeme]

That's a great one, Dave!
I love how that monolouge already has some movement in it (the cartwheel...)

=D Keep 'em coming guys! Let's not have this thread die!

[Miss_StageActress]

"The Fantasticks"

Louisa:
This morning, a bird woke me up.
It was a lark, or a peacock, or something like that.
Some strange sort of bird that I'd never heard,
and I said "hello!" And it vanished, flew away,
the very minute I said "hello."
It was mysterious.
So you know what I did?
I went to my mirror and brushed my hair 200 times without stopping,
and then, my hair turned mauve! No, honestly, mauve!
And then red, then some sort of deep blue when the sun hit it.
I'm sixteen and everyday something happens to me,
I wake up and I can tell. Somethings different.
I like to touch my eyelids because they're never quite the same.
-(music can start playing over this part because it is an introduction to a song, but it's not necessary and it should still be good for part of the monologue as it is spoken.)-
Oh, oh!
I hug myself till my arms turn blue,
then I close my eyes and cry and cry
'till the tears come down and I can taste them.
I love to taste my tears.
I am special. I am special!
Please God please!
Don't let me be normal!

Done n_n Typed it from memory, I'd get a hold of a copy though just to make sure the wording is correct. She's one of the characters I'd give anything to play- I was Henry the old actor when I was in it XD

[FrozenFractaI]

I need some advice!

I am auditioning for South Pacific this coming week, and I need a good one minute monologue. That wouldn't be a problem, but the Director gave me a nudge that if I could prove I would be good as Bloody Mary, I would maybe get the part. Does anyone know of a good monologue that would showcase some attributes of Bloody Mary? Thanks!

[spootdemon]

Angels in America
(Dramatic monologue for a female)

HARPER:
Night flight to San Francisco. Chase the moon across America.

God! It's been years since I was on a plane!

When we hit 35,000 feet, we'll have hit the tropopause. The great belt of calm air. As close as I'll ever get to the ozone.

I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening...

But I saw something only I could see, because of my astonishing ability to see such things:

Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules, of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired.

Nothing's lost forever. In this world, there is a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead.

At least I think that's so.

[ilikehamsters]

spootdemon

Angels in America
(Dramatic monologue for a female)

HARPER:
Night flight to San Francisco. Chase the moon across America.

God! It's been years since I was on a plane!

When we hit 35,000 feet, we'll have hit the tropopause. The great belt of calm air. As close as I'll ever get to the ozone.

I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening...

But I saw something only I could see, because of my astonishing ability to see such things:

Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules, of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired.

Nothing's lost forever. In this world, there is a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead.

At least I think that's so.

I believe I posted this monologue already. I know it's in one of the past pages.
I like that play, though!

[Lightning ff13]

hey people I was wondering if some 1 could help me out I need 4 monologues lol for my auditions preferable done by a young woman or a teenager and it has to be emotive or dramatic plz help if u can thanks.