Sample Monologues
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"Confused
Teen" (Teen Monologue, Female) *Humorous*
Both Angie and Harmony are in their early teens. Angie's going through some
physical changes, inside and out, and like any other good teenager, can't
associate these changes with life's little obstacles.
Angie: What's going on Harmony? I don't get it, why is it when you become a
teenager everything gets so confusing? I mean, what are they doing, spiking the
make-up? Is there some unwritten law that when you become a teenager you move
into the realm of insanity? If I remember correctly, that's about the time
everything started getting nutty. Think about it...I'm supposed to wash my face
BEFORE I exercise to prevent build-up. No, I'm supposed to wash my face AFTER I
exercise to prevent break-outs. I'm NOT SUPPOSED to eat chocolate because it
causes pimples. Wait, I'm SUPPOSED to eat chocolate before I take a test,
because it's great, "brain food." I'm SUPPOSED to have lots of foods
hat are rich in iron to help my circulation. Hold on, now, I'm NOT SUPPOSED to
have a lot of iron because it prevents my body from absorbing calcium properly.
Wow, if I can survive being a confused teenager, I think I can pretty much
survive anything! (Change of heart) Let's get out of here, I'm hungry!
"Betrayal"
(Teen Monologue, Female) *Angry*
Tina is angry with her boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend. Her anger
and humiliation is so intense that her eyes begin to glaze, but proudly holds
back the tears as she gives him a peace of her mind.
Tina: What do you thing you're doing?! I mean as if it wasn't bad enough you
asked Ginny out on a date behind my back, but I had to find out about it, from
Shannon, who couldn't wait to throw it in my face. I was so humiliated, I could
have died! I thought we were supposed to be going out...isn't that what you
told me Monday? What ever happened too, "Tina, you're different from other
girls," or, "I feel like I can tell you anything", or, "I
knew you were special the first time I saw you"? Were you just playing me?
What do you want from me? (Pause) No! You know what? I don't even care...this
whole thing was just a pathetic lie to satisfy your ego, wasn't it?...I mean
you didn't even have the decency to break it off before you jumped into
something else. I can't believe I fell for the whole honesty routine...Just
leave, I can't even look at you, you make me sick (Pause) Please, just
leave!...O.K...I admit it, you got me, so take your little trophy, add me to
your collection and get out of my life!
"The
Divorce" (Teen Monologue, Female)*Dramatic*
Jamie's parents are getting separated. It doesn't quite sink in at first,
she's sort of in shock. She truly believes that her influence can change the
situation. Once that fails she moves from one desperate attempt to the next
trying to get her parents back together again, with her confidence and feelings
losing footing each step of the way. When she finally see's that the situation
is hopeless, her emotions spiral down to the point of sobbing and begging.
Jamie: (sits in disbelief after hearing the news her parents divorce)
What? (pause) What do you mean you're getting a divorce? No, (pause) no this
can't be happening to me. (shaking her head.) Can't the two of you work things
out? I mean how bad could it possibly be? (beat) (truning to her mother ) It's
you right? it's your fault it always is. You're always riding Daddy, nagging
him. I hear you. Maybe if you weren't such a nag then he wouldn't be leaving.
(beat) Why shouldn't I, Daddy? She should know the truth. If she weren't always
on your case then we wouldn't be having this conversation! (beat) I can't
believe you're doing this to me! (jumps out of chair in anger) Do you know how
embarrassing this is going to be for me at school? Everyone thinks we're happy.
I'm always telling people how in love you two are and how I want to have that
same kinda love. (pause) What am I going to do? I mean really? I'm going to
have to change schools. All of my friends' parents are still married you know.
(pauses as the enevitable sets in and begins to sob) Please tell me what's
going on, Daddy. Tell me why you're leaving. Tell me what's wrong. (The father
attempts to hug Jamie but she pulls away) No--no don't touch me. Don't touch
me! How could you do this to me? Huh? How could you? I don't want you to touch
me. I don't want to be comforted, Dad. Wait! (openly crying now and begging)
Please don't go, Daddy. I promise I'll do better. I'll go easy on the shopping.
I won't bug you about the silly stuff. I'll do the chores without tripping
out...I'll do anything. Mom, why is he leaving? (beat) No--no I don't want to
hear that okay? There is no such thing as "making it work out for all of
us" okay. There is no such thing. Stop trying to lie to me I'm not a
child! This is the worse possible thing that could happen and I will
never...NEVER forgive either one of you ever again! (storms out of the room).
"Tommy
Boy" (Teen Monologue, Male)*Humorous*
Tommy is a Sophomore in high school. He's a nice looking teen, who loves to
be around his friends. He is outgoing, except when it comes to girls. Tommy's
talking to his friend Ivan after school while waiting for the bus.
Tommy: Dude, you'll never believe what happened to me today. It all started
when I woke up this morning. You know usually I press the snooze button about
four or five times...but today was different, when I heard the alarm, I just
sprang out of bed and said to myself, "Today is going to be a great
day!" I don't know why I said it, but I was feeling great! I got in the
shower and found myself humming a cool song I heard the day before. While I was
combing my hair in the mirror, I noticed that not only was it a great hair day,
but my skin seemed different too....alive and glowing, and no it wasn't that
new acne cream I'd been using...it was LIFE! So instead of dragging around, I
threw on my clothes and headed out. When I got on the bus, the girls seemed to
look at me differently. I thought maybe it was my confidence, or the hair, but
then I thought who the heck cares, they were looking at me! So I looked back at
them and they giggled. I was on top of the world! I went and got a seat in the
back of the bus...then it came to me, I had a presentation due in first
period... I wasn't about to let that ruin my day. I knew the material and I was
on a roll. A few moments later, walking down the hallway, it was like a movie,
almost every group of girls turned to look at me, it started to become really
spooky actually. My next thought was, with my luck, I should be playing
lottery. I got to my first period class and sat down. It's almost like I could
feel Jamie, that hottie that sits behind me in class, staring at the back of my
head...It felt great! And of course, I was called first to read my presentation
to the class, so I strolled up to the front of the room with a gleaming
smile...I actually winked at this girl who snickered at me in the front
row...man was I getting bold! I couldn't help myself though, this never
happened to me before, it was like a dream, and right when I was getting ready
to start my presentation, the teacher called me aside...I thought I'd gone too
far with the winking, but decided not to lose my cool and casually stroll over
to her to recieve my reprimand. Dude, when she started talking to me, my
stomach dropped to my feet, like I was on a fast roller coaster ride, and I
could feel my face turning as white as a ghost. It was like the whole day
flashed before my eyes. Well I thanked the teacher anyway, turned away from the
class, swallowed my pride and zipped-up my fly.
"Shaping-Up"
(Teen Monologue, Male)*Confrontational*
Bill is sensitive, creative, imaginative, and is more into computers, than
he is into physical fitness. In a world, consumed with staying in shape, Bill
is like a fish out-of-water. He becomes rebellious, as he is faced with
confronting his weakness.
Miss Meyers, can you just answer me just one qestion?...Why is it that I
have to take P.E. every stinking year, because really...I want to know. I mean
every year, it's exactly the same, I'm forced to humiliate myself in front of
the rest of the class. It's not so bad for the kids who are atheletes, but for
the rest of us, like me, it's not so easy.(Beat) Yes, Miss Meyers...I know, I
know...P.E. is just as important as algebra and biology, and yes I agree that
you should get a grade based on yor abilities and skills. But everyone has to
take the same class! They don't have "Basic P.E." like they have
"General Science" or "Basic Math"...that would be a whole
different subject completely! And why do we have to rotate activities all the
time, why can't we stick with one thing for awhile, that way I could redeem
myself by getting better at something. Soccer and Basketball aren't so bad, but
this body shouldn't be on a balance beam during gymnastics. I just become
entertainment for the rest of the class. High school is humiliating enough
without coming in five minutes after everyone else during the mile run...while
they're showered and going to lunch, I'm just crossing the finish line. I
already know the theory around
fitness...it-is-a-part-of-a-well-rounded-education. But the the least they
could do is level the playing field for everyone. I know there's not much you
can do for me, but thanks, for at least letting me get that off my chest...See
you in the gym.
"Girl
Problems" (Teen Monologue, Male)*Dramatic/Light Humor*
Mike and Jennifer (Jen) have been best friends and lived in the same
neighborhood since they were little kids. They did everything together, and
could talk about anything with each other. They've been in high school now for
about one or two years and the relationship seems to have become a little more
complicated, at least as far as Jen was concerned. Brad is sitting on his front
step looking deep in thought. Jen is coming over, see's him, and is a little
concerned.
Mike: Hi Jen, what's up? Say, you don't happen to know this girl
named Lydia that goes to our school, do you? She's in our World History class.
She sits in the back...You know... the girl with the light brown hair and the
big beautiful smile. (beat) Yeah, that's the one. What do you think of her? I
totally want to go out with her, but I don't even think she notices me. You got
any ideas? (beat) Well, I've tried a couple of times to ask her out, but
whenever I seem to get close to her, it's like she see's right through me, like
I don't even exist. It's like I could stand in between her and the girl she's
talking too, and I would even be interrupting them. (beat) What are you talking
about, I don't want to ask anybody else. I want to go out with her. I feel like
she's everything I want in a girlfriend. (beat) How would I know if we have
anything in common, I can't seem to get close enough to find out. (beat)
What?...I know I don't NEED a girlfriend, but I want one. (pauses/gets a bad
feeling) Hey, wait a minute, what are you trying to do here? Jinx it!...You're
supposed to be helping me out, what's got into you!? I've never seen you like
this before. (beat) Like what?...You know what! (pauses for a second/ light
bulb goes off in his head!) Oh my Gosh!...Jen!...Oh my Gosh! I am so sorry...I
get it now. (giggles in disbelief) Jen, oh no...I'm not laughing at you, I
guess I never thought of you that way. You just caught me by surprise. (beat) I
DO like you! (beat) You ARE beautiful! (beat) I don't know, I guess I never
knew, but to be real honest with you Jen, I like our relationship the way it
is. Jen!?...Please!...Where are you going?...Why are you so mad!?...Jen, COME
BACK! I know we can work this out...(to himself) Okay great! Now I've done it.
(reflects) Yep, I think it's time to rethink this.
"I Hate Hamlet"
written by Paul Rudnick
(His New York apartment is literally haunted by the ghost
of John Barrymore, and thus, TV star Andrew Rally is persuaded to play Hamlet
in Central Park. After the premiere, he evaluates his own performance. It is
noted: the monologue must grow extremely passionate. Andrew must be transported
back to the previous performance.).
Andrew: Last night, right from the start, I knew I was bombing. I
sounded big and phony, real thee and thou, and then I started rushing it, hi,
what's new in Denmark? I just could not connect. I couldn't get a hold of it.
And while I'm...babbling, I look out, and there's this guy in the second row, a
kid, like 16, obviously dragged there. And he's yawning and jiggling his legs
and reading his program, and I just wanted to say, hey kid, I'm with you, I
can't stand this either! But I couldn't do that, so I just keep feeling worse
and worse, just drowning. And I thought, okay, all my questions are anwered --
I'm not Hamlet, I'm no actor, what am I doing here? And then I get to the
soliloquy, the big job, I'm right in the headlights, and I just thought, oh
Christ, the hell with it, just do it!
To be or not to be, that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
and by opposing, end them.
And I kept going, I finished the speech, and I look out, and there's the kid
-- and he's listening. The whole audience -- complete silence, total focus. And
I was Hamlet. And it lasted about ten more seconds, and then I was in Hell. And
I stayed there. But for that one little bit, for that one speech -- I got it. I
had it. Hamlet. And only eight thousand lines left to go.