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31 College Drama Monologues for Men (male identifying) CHECKING IN After being abandoned by his father as a child and promising his mother to locate him while on her deathbed, Rob finds his dad and releases everything he feels for so many years. I went and stood in a card shop for a bit to sort my head out. Most of our audition monologues can be found below: 101 Dalmatians Kids. Then we wouldnt be here. And others of us . I think you miss the other type of guy. No. I wake up with it. I yell: Hey there get out of here! And they turn on me with their axes I warn them to stand back, or Id shoot and as I speak, I keep on covering them with my gun, first on the one. Make assay.Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel,Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe!All may be well. Rather, I shouldnt say suddenly. I know that. Mom and I would shop together at the places that moms and daughters go a department store, an outlet mall, the flea market. (Bill gets painfully up from his chair, kisses his hand and places it on Amsterdams forehead) God bless you. No, I dont never sleep too much. There is nowhere to chain love to vows and ceremony. Why have you made my dress so long, Mother? Ill to my brother:Though he hath fallen by prompture of the blood,Yet hath he in him such a mind of honour.That, had he twenty heads to tender downOn twenty bloody blocks, held yield them up,Before his sister should her body stoopTo such abhorrd pollution.Then, Isabel, live chaste, and, brother, die:More than our brother is our chastity.Ill tell him yet of Angelos request,And fit his mind to death, for his souls rest. For your gifts,I will return them all; and I do wishThat I could make you full executorTo all my sins that I could toss myselfInto a grave as quickly: for all thou art worthIll not shed one tear more Ill burst first. Out here, you turn towards the pain as it tears into you. If he could see that far hed look up and find twenty-five dollars in his pocket. . He prodded me, forcing me to turn around, mixing your blood with mine. Sent it to him wrapped in blue paper. Were hungry!, Theres thieves for you, my dear! New York: Brantanos, 1922. Just kind of f***ed up, and selfish. It never was. Due to the failure of our justice system, our public defense system in particular, Jim Crow is alive and kicking; laws that made it illegal for blacks and whites to be buried in the same cemetery, that categorized people into quadroons and octaroons, that punished a black person for seeking medical attention in a white hospital. And I am no murderer. Babe. The concept is absurd. The Jew Hunter. . . Choose a monologue that is suitable for the role you want. Is it decreed [lit. They gave us drugs, slitting our foreheads with razors so cocaine would go directly into the bloodstream. Therefore proceed. I was obviously not faking it and yet no one could find the reason for the pain. At that point I panicked. He danced with me and none of the other boys could say a word. An assortment of public domain monologues taken from classic plays organized by gender and type. She has been arrested for trying to buy heroin not for herself but for her addicted grandmother, and has been ordered by a judge to attend an encounter group for drug addicts. Understand, Sharona had to die in a fire in order for Undine to live. I would torture you to death just for writing a story like that, let alone acting it out! A monologue from the screenplay by Bo Goldman. Yesterday, my life was headed in one direction. Instead, I stand before you, mask off, to tell you the Gods honest. A monologue from the tv series created by Taylor Sheridan. His knife was in my back as we carried our guns out into the bush. Forty-seven years old. I hurt badly! And in the middle of this burning I am supposed to envision my life, Mary. I survived getting taunted by the N-word when I was in grade school. O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;It hath the primal eldest curse upont,A brothers murther! I know Im running out of fuel, so Im thinking about ditching in the ocean. I love all of you, even the parts that you think are too dark and too shameful. My face was pulp, my guts was pierced, and my ribs was all mashed up. I Ate The Divorce Papers is a comedic monologue under two minutes from the play Goodbye Charles by Gabriel Davis. With all my heart, I love you. If an entirely innocent individual leaves this room for the outside world, theyre not gonna contemplate even raising their voice to a little kid again, just in case I hear em and drag em in here for another load of excessive f***ing force. And then when he comes over to pick me up, she puts on lipstick! Im alone. 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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. while I wore it yet, thou sawst me mockedThere at my home by each malicious mouthTo all and each, an undivided scorn.The name alike and fate of witch and cheatWoe, poverty, and famineall I bore;And at this last the god hath brought me hereInto deaths toils, and what his love had made,His hate unmakes me now: and I shall standNot now before the altar of my home,But me a slaughter-house and block of bloodShall see hewn down, a reeking sacrifice.Yet shall the gods have heed of me who die,For by their will shall one requite my doom.He, to avenge his fathers blood outpoured,Shall smite and slay with matricidal hand.Ay, he shall cometho far away he roam,A banished wanderer in a strangers landTo crown his kindreds edifice of ill,Called home to vengeance by his fathers fall:Thus have the high gods sworn, and shall fulfil.And now why mourn I, tarrying on earth,Since first mine Ilion has found its fateAnd I beheld, and those who won the wallPass to such issue as the gods ordain?I too will pass and like them dare to die! No teachers. This was a great man. Far from the cities that have paved the world away, and the farms which had turned it into a resource. And shes right that hes observant. Why did you do that?Doesnt matter now. 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. (Pause.) An example of data being processed may be a unique identifier stored in a cookie. And perhaps . MARIA: (to Captain Von Trapp) I . In Memphis, talking to you. There isnt enough pity to go round. Macduff, this noble passion,Child of integrity, hath from my soulWiped the black scruples, reconciled my thoughtsTo thy good truth and honour. An abortion, Michael. And I had it killed because this must all end! Because I cant. A monologue from the play by Arthur Miller. Now, is this kind of behavior in an officer of the law in some way questionable morally? Your daughter is a beauty too. A monologue from the play by Emma Goldman-Sherman. I saw you looking at him, and I could see you seeing in your eye that youd rather be with him. Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice, difficult as they are to remember. A monologue from the play by Pierre Corneille. And I wouldnt blame you if you walked away right now. Ah, you say that isnt true. (Pause. The Playhouse's flagship 6 week acting workshop for adults will explore script-work, improvisation and characterisation. I have been studying how I may compareThis prison where I live unto the world;And, for because the world is populousAnd here is not a creature but myself,I cannot do it. He chose to love me back. Every single of my exs, theyre now married! It whispers to me, They will not get away with it. . 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. Fear. We must never let them take it from us. Your bones will turn to sand. Im a coward. Female Monologues from Plays Male Monologues from Plays Teen Monologues from Plays 1 2 3 14 All Monologues Then again, I blame pretty much everything on that, my weight, my addiction to television, my inability to spell. I like to think about the life of wine. Ill tell them about you, and your father, how good he was to us. Dramatic Monologue for Adult Male. . The physical therapists. What have I got Harry, hmm? For I cannot persuade you, Violante, that I hate you from simply listening to you, when I hardly know you. heres not a day goes by I dont feel regret. The game was tied; it was the last of the ninth, with no one on base. I saw a dress lying in the grass and I thought I saw someone naked running through the trees. I didnt think she was actually gonna go. Great joke. I could be as good or as bad as I felt like being. Most of my life I havent even been able to call you, and forget visiting. Instead, I stared hard at the catcher, pretending concentration. I just dont get it. But I dont want you to. There is no alternative to justice in this case. Protect it. The hair goes, and the waist. His pokes left little indentations all over my body because there was no life in my skin. Is this the journey I was meant to be on? But there are so many places it would never occur to a hawk to hide. But she doesnt listen. Perhaps you feel, Violante, that I am too forward. These are people after my own heart; it is thus we should live; this is the pattern for us to follow. Men go out with me, we break up, and then they get married! NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Moscow Art Theatre Series of Plays. Accounting & Finance; Business, Companies and Organisation, Activity; Case Studies; Economy & Economics; Marketing and Markets; People in Business A monologue from the play by David French. And upon that sand a new god will walk. You could come home tomorrow and its fine. For although in my arrogance I swore to fall out of love, it is not as easy as falling in love. Ive googled it so many times. Help, angels! But instead I locked myself in my dorm room and refused to come out to greet them. I dont feel things for people anymore. Is that supposed to be some sort of compensation? But neither you nor anybody else can say anything against his character, because his whole life was Why, in the twenty-five years since he and Uncle Billy started this thing, he never once thought of himself. My father sold shoes. Applying to the naval academy following in my fathers footsteps. Only sky above us now. Ive never cried so hard in my life. Friends, be gone;I have myself resolved upon a courseWhich has no need of you; be gone:My treasures in the harbour, take it. Dont stare too long. 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Then its name becomes clear. If you would like to change your settings or withdraw consent at any time, the link to do so is in our privacy policy accessible from our home page.. Ed. View And Turning, Stay by Kellie Powell Age Range: 16 - 20 Amy is in high school. It was true for years. Tis thouHast sold me to this novice, and my heartMakes only wars on thee. Triple-turned wh*re! CONTENTS . I have that now. 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 One day you will perish. I stand for something. Just a minute. O despair! The IRA was nowhere near as scary as what had just happened to our lives. to safeguard thine own life,The best way is to venge my Gloucesters death. I. Once the owner of a successful P.R. Well, in my book he died a much richer man than youll ever be. The feature that makes me such an effective hunter of the Jews is, as opposed to most German soldiers, I can think like a Jew where they can only think like a German. So now, you know, from the start I make no effort because I know its not going to work out, I know its not going to work out. You cant win. And why?! 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. Because I 'always swear'. Dont touch. You dont get it: I cling to Karen; I cling to her. Lady Windermere's Fan. He gonna be digging a ditch the rest of his life. Tartuffe is not of this stamp, I know. I will go home and much of what I will have to say will seem strange to the people of my village. Text Cullum 12 25 WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?! So I came home. I was meant to burn there, with everything else. But already such a bright little girl! We never owned anything. What, do you tremble? They wondered aloud who belonged to those people. while things like Norsefire and the Articles of Allegiance became powerful. About degrees of progress . how I mean to martyr you.This one hand yet is left to cut your throats,Whilst that Lavinia tween her stumps doth holdThe basin that receives your guilty blood.You know your mother means to feast with me,And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad:Hark, villains! Out here, we swim horseback through rivers. The spectacle of fearsome acts. I have given you a home, child, I have put clothes upon your backnow give me upright answer: your name in the townit is entirely white, is it not? Fairies and. It made me feel cold, like if love wasnt for me!. I never had a son. Nothing had prepared me. A RAISIN IN THE SUN 20 Dramatic Monologues For Teenage Guys 1. Audition Monologues The monologues below cover a wide range of styles, ages, and genders. If you fail to beat the current, you will drown; if you get too close, you will be bitten. And at home my mother sat down to darn his socks and watch the oven I remember stepping up to bat. Its no longer a secret that I love you. But here? the last] of his race; pass, to avenge me, into better hands! They dont need me. . Apparently. I am yetUnknown to woman, never was forsworn,Scarcely have coveted what was mine own,At no time broke my faith, would not betrayThe devil to his fellow and delightNo less in truth than life: my first false speakingWas this upon myself: what I am truly,Is thine and my poor countrys to command:Whither indeed, before thy here-approach,Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men,Already at a point, was setting forth.Now well together; and the chance of goodnessBe like our warranted quarrel! And later they call me to thank me for teaching them what love is, and, and that I taught them to care and respect women!. Eventually, it becomes you that part of you that gives you a reason to wake up and breathe every day. Do you believe youre fighting for something? . But where our conclusions differ, is I dont consider the comparison an insult. Im your wife, damn it! Monologues for Teens "Tommy Boy" Plot - A Sophomore in high school, Tommy, is a fun-loving lad, who absolutely loves to hang out with his pals. Why, Mr. Anderson? Renly was the kings brother after all. Cos two wrongs dont make a right. He, however, is very shy when it comes to interacting with the opposite sex. Do you even know? And that robe disappeared. A monologue from the screenplay by the Wachowskis, I remember how the meaning of words began to change. At the law firm, I wore heels, makeup, and a wig. At times it will seem that nothing changes at all and then again the sudden dramatic events which make history leap into the future. Shell sit there watching Jeopardy and bad-mouth my dad. London: J.M. If my cockpit lights hadnt shorted out, theres no way Id ever been able to see that. It wasnt even his to prot from, yet he still gave everything to that godd*mn store. A monologue from the tv series by Jonathan Nolan & Lisa Joy. Text This monologue is extremely self-aware. sighs] must my heart prepare itself, if, after such a long, painful struggle. So I made a rope and I went up to the summit, to hang myself. ii. There was no noise, no tremble. Well, yknow, Ill tell you what there is about me. Just a minute just a minute. 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! I still dont understand it. How would I know? I picked up a piece of glass, and I pointed it at my mom and I threatened to kill her. 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. Plug him in and pretend he loves you! But I can tell you this: he wont sell anybody out to buy his future!! But, O, what form of prayerCan serve my turn? Perfect Dornish beauty. Of course. I cant go to the police. I know. Men fall in love so quickly, until they basically go mad, and then, bit by bit, take their distance and fall out of love again. Destiny, a former child soldier in Liberia, has come to the United States as an undocumented refugee. Yea, like some witch,She drugs the cup of wrath, that slays her lord,With double deathhis recompense for me!Ay, tis for me, the prey he bore from Troy,That she hath sworn his death, and edged the steel!Ye wands, ye wreaths that cling around my neck,Ye showed me prophetess yet scorned of allI stamp you into death, or eer I dieDown, to destruction! I have merely the science of discerning truth from falsehood. And we go through the same routine every time. Where money is more important than humanity? Just because something is not perfect does not make it any less worthy of love. 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. (Pause) In my village at home it is the exceptional man who can even read a newspaper or who ever sees a book at all. A monologue from the screenplay by Joe Penhall. He was only a few feet away now, my father. . You know me. self-control. Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. Did you hear that? Oh, Mother, please dont be sad! 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. I cant even keep you out of my bed. A monologue from the screenplay by Mario Puzo & Francis Ford Coppola. I was gonna die there, totally alone. They they take needles and poke at my hands. There are also several of the most popular American plays in the history of stage represented on this list of female monologues. Why keep fighting? Oh, really? Why? I know movings a big deal. His fingers were cold where they touched-no, prodded-me. Who sent me to it?Who hath the honour to advance VittoriaTo this incontinent college? Poor souls, they perishd.Had I been any god of power, I wouldHave sunk the sea within the earth or ereIt should the good ship so have swallowd andThe fraughting souls within her. ), A monologue from the play by J. Thalia Cunningham. Perhaps peace? Every inch but one. Wed laugh about how great our lives turned out and make plans for the things we were still going to do. And it has fallen here; it has fallen. Its life, boiling up inside of you. No books. Really Really 7. 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. 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! Two wrongs do not make a right. I miss you. You chose to murder my daughter. Every day, all day. She says shed rather stay home and clean the apartment. Thats the one. Sir, spare your threats:The bug which you would fright me with I seek.To me can life be no commodity:The crown and comfort of my life, your favour,I do give lost; for I do feel it gone,But know not how it went. I went to a real estate office. All I know is the more we look back wondering what might have been, the less were living for today. (Beat.). Press Esc to cancel. Im back. It became the mystery of our street. I feel my spirit divided into two portions; if my courage is high, my heart is inflamed [with love]. Because this isnt a convention weekend with your secretary, is it? Hold on. 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. new dignity fatal to my happiness! But I dont want to be talked to like some incurably sick patient you have to comfort. .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. My siblings left the kitchen. Clever enough to learn what poison you used to murder Myrcella. by Oscar Wilde. You know how I stayed alive this long? Sometimes am I king;Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar,And so I am: then crushing penuryPersuades me I was better when a king;Then am I kingd again, and by and byThink that I am unkingd by Bolingbroke,And straight am nothing: but whateer I be,Nor I, nor any man that but man is,With nothing shall be pleased, till he be easdWith being nothing. and would purchase honour and reputation at the cost of hypocritical looks and affected groans; who, seized with strange ardour, make use of the next world to secure their fortune in this; who, with great affectation and many prayers. Bug Study 4. Oh Mother, a girl doesnt get diphtheria in the back of her knees, why so fainthearted? This is the best I could come up with, okay? 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. Does it not look as if the wall-paper itself had been soiled by every conceivable sin? Because hes not a Baird man! Oberyn looked beautiful that day. You will live to watch your daughter rot, to watch that beautiful face collapse to bone and dust all the while contemplating the choices youve made. (Beat). The Sixth Amendment was ratified in 1791. Its good. Unfortunately, because of copyright restrictions, we cannot sell to persons in your country. Precisely. When you do, the devil gets bored. And when I look back at it, you know, just, its like she lied to me. Wait? I used to be the same. Now tell me true, Abigail. Im gonna see what you do. I didnt want your son, Michael! ye must be ruled with scythes, not sceptres,And mowd down like the grass, else all we reapIs rank abundance, and a rotten harvestOf discontents infecting the fair soil,Making a desert of fertility.Ill think no more. I have done many a bad thing.