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By Admin, on June 21st, 2009
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. :
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: “Deliver me the key” (male,classical, comedic)
By Admin, on May 25th, 2009
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.
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: “Collaboration” by Kellie Powell (female, contemp.)
By Admin, on May 1st, 2009
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]
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: “CAPTAINS MONOLOGUE” By August Strindberg (male, Dramatic, 1916)
By Admin, on April 27th, 2009
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…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: “Manhattan” By Woody Allen. (Male, contemporary)
By Admin, on April 7th, 2009
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 …
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: THE LOWER DEPTHS by Maxim Gorky (Female, dram.)
By Admin, on February 8th, 2009
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…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: THE ROMANTIC YOUNG LADY by Gregorio Martinez (Femae, comedic, 1920′s)
By Admin, on November 2nd, 2008
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 am poor. I studied law, and I cannot string three words together. A man must be strong in that profession, he must have vigor of body and mind, yet I am all out of breath if I walk up a hill; I have not the heart to crush even a fly. To save the little that remains to us after the folly of my father, I need to be unscrupulous and bold, yet my mother, God bless her, has taught me to be good, good, always good! Yes, laugh … but this is not living.…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: POOR JOHN by Gregorio Martinez Sierra (Male, comedy, contemp)
By Admin, on October 18th, 2008

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 and fears
The single suffer–’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To woo–to wed;–
To wed–perchance repent!–ay, there’s the rub;
For in that wedded state, what woes may come
When we have launched upon that untried sea
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes celibacy of so long life;
For who would bear the quips and jeers of friends,
The husband’s pity, and the coquette’s scorn,
The vacant hearth, the solitary cell,
The…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE:THE BACHELOR’S SOLILOQUY by Anonymous (male, classic, comedy)
By Admin, on October 11th, 2008
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..
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: DOG ASSASSIN by Stephen A Schrum (Female, contemporary)
By Admin, on October 4th, 2008
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…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: ETA: PHOENIX by Nick Zagone (male, contemp, comedic)
By Admin, on September 26th, 2008
At 17, MICHELLE is bright and direct in her group therapy session. Applying lipstick, SHE addresses the audience as the group…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: ELEPHANT by Margie Stokley (Female, Teen, 1980)
By Admin, on September 13th, 2008
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…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: BAD DATES by Theresa Rebeck (Female, Contemporary)
By Admin, on September 6th, 2008
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!…
Continue reading MONOLOGUE: DRIFT by Jon Tuttle (Male, Contemporary, Comedic)
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