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Like every week we post a monologue for you to enjoy. This week it’s from Shakespears’ “The Merchant of Venice” Let me say this is one of my favorite plays, and there are just so many monologues worth while. Funny enough, they arent as used for auditions as they could be so they still seem refreshingly unexpected. This one is by the Prince of Morrocco as he deliberates which chest to open: gold, silver or lead. :
Like every week we post a monologue for you to enjoy. This week it’s from Kellie Powells’ play: Collaboration. It is a contemporary female role.
Kim confesses to her friend (and sometimes-lover) Shanehat she has been in love with him for several years.
Like every week we post a monologue for you to enjoy. This week it’s from August Strindberg play: The Father. It is a senior male role. Enjoy
CAPTAIN: Come in, and we’ll talk. I heard you out there listening. It is late, but we must come to some decision. Sit down. [Pause]
Ike: “Chapter One. He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of proportion.” Uh, no, make that: “He-he…romanticized it all out of proportion. Now…to him…no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.” Ahhh, now let me start this over. “Chapter…
NASTYA: At night he came into the garden. I had been waiting for him quite awhile. I trembled with fear and grief–he trembled, too . . . he was a white as chalk–and he had the pistol in his hand . . . and he says to me in a dreadful voice: “My precious darling …
DOÑA BARBARITA: I was jealous of every woman my first husband looked in the face … and he was a portrait painter, do you remember? My second husband suffered tortures from his own jealousy … of your grandfather. That was premature, but prophetic, for your dear grandfather was our neighbor in those days and he used to stand and look at me from his balcony. And then he in his turn tortured himself…
JOHN: How can you expect a man to be brave when he meets with nothing in life but misfortune? Everything has gone wrong with me since the day I was born. Whatever I put my hand to fails utterly. You know it better than I do. I was brought up to be rich, and I [...]
BACHELOR: To wed, or not to wed;–that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in a man to suffer
The slings and sorrows of that blind young archer;
Or fly to arms against a host of troubles,
And at the altar end them. To woo–to wed–
No more; and by this step to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand hopes [...]
BOB makes some extra money killing noisy dogs for bothered neighbors. HE then meets AMBER, who – typically, as SHE does with every man – falls in love with HIM after one encounter. In this monologue, AMBER calls BOB and leaves a message on his answering machine..
GREG: I said what are your intentions Johnny? I know. You come here to Phoenix to sell me your frames, maybe fit in some ‘gars and golf. But intentions… The fact of the matter is John our father’s taught us well. Price. Margins. Inventory. The power of a handshake…
At 17, MICHELLE is bright and direct in her group therapy session. Applying lipstick, SHE addresses the audience as the group…
HALEY, a successful restaurateur and single mom- in her late 30s early 40s, thinks shes finally met Mr Right. In the monologue she calls her brother for advice and then the date.
(She reaches for the phone and dials)
HALEY: Hey, its me. No, not yet, he’s coming over tonight. B.J. stop it! I’m too nervous right now you cant make fun of me. Yes. Ha ha. Yes of course I got rid of her, she’s spending the night at Emily’s. No, honey, he more than assumes, its been stated specifically, the plan is that he comes over, we order Chinese take-out and then actually do the deed on the living room floor before the food even gets here. (she laughs)What? I guess…
LEE is a wisecracking, cynical, private investigator. In this monologue, he’s talking to some other guys in a bar about his views on marriage.
LEE: I don’t know.
Being married… Its like…Its like chewing the same damn gum over and over and over for the rest of your life. Sometimes, sometimes you need some new gum!…
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