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<strong>FEMALE</strong> <strong>MONOLOGUES</strong>:<br />

memorize 2 from <strong>the</strong> 6 monologues below)- one natural for you and one to show your range!<br />

<strong>Naomi</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> Liv<strong>in</strong>g <strong>Room</strong>/<strong>over</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>top</strong> Comedy<br />

By Chris<strong>top</strong>her Durang<br />

<strong>Naomi</strong>: Please, sit down; Sit on one of <strong>the</strong> sitt<strong>in</strong>g devices; we use <strong>the</strong>m for sitt<strong>in</strong>g. DON’T SIT THERE, I<br />

WANT TO SIT THERE!! Ingrates! It’s my house, it’s my liv<strong>in</strong>g room. I didn’t ask you, I can ask you to<br />

leave. No, no, sit down. Please, make yourselves at home. Tell me, are you two ever go<strong>in</strong>g to speak, or<br />

do I just have to go on and on by myself, or WHAT!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!<br />

Goodness my moods switch quickly. Insane? I can have Christmas by myself, I can wait for Santa by<br />

myself. I can pot geraniums. I can bob for apples. I can buy a gun <strong>in</strong> a store and shoot you. By Myself!<br />

Do you get it? Leave here. I don’t need you, and you’re dead! Well, that was a nice visit.<br />

Plays In Ten/Straight Comedy<br />

By David Ra<strong>in</strong>e<br />

Elizabeth: Every time Michael bought a birthday gift for me or Mo<strong>the</strong>r or Dad, it was ei<strong>the</strong>r someth<strong>in</strong>g<br />

too atrocious to be seen outside <strong>the</strong> immediate family, or someth<strong>in</strong>g we already owned. Well, this time<br />

he was so excited because he was sure he had broken <strong>the</strong> curse. He felt he could avoid <strong>the</strong> curse by<br />

buy<strong>in</strong>g someth<strong>in</strong>g for <strong>the</strong> baby. He pulled <strong>the</strong> box out from beh<strong>in</strong>d a chair, and I unwrapped it. It was a<br />

little antique bass<strong>in</strong>et-<strong>the</strong> k<strong>in</strong>d with a carry<strong>in</strong>g handle <strong>in</strong>stead of wheels. It was gorgeous. Michael was<br />

beam<strong>in</strong>g. I told him that I had seen one almost exactly like it <strong>in</strong> a local antique place just before Jeremy<br />

was born. You should have seen his jaw drop when I brought out <strong>the</strong> bass<strong>in</strong>et from <strong>the</strong> car. Except for<br />

<strong>the</strong> trim on <strong>the</strong> hood, <strong>the</strong>y were identical. The curse had struck aga<strong>in</strong>! We all laughed about it. Poor<br />

Michael.<br />

[TITLE OF SHOW]/Light Comedy<br />

By Hunter Bell<br />

Susan: I just want to jump <strong>in</strong> here and say that I support an experimental piece and you guys completely,<br />

but I have my doubts about do<strong>in</strong>g a musical. I get nervous about s<strong>in</strong>g<strong>in</strong>g, f<strong>in</strong>d<strong>in</strong>g my part, harmonies,<br />

me s<strong>in</strong>g<strong>in</strong>g songs and songs that are sung by me <strong>in</strong> general . Fair enough? (Beat) Farrah…Nuff, that’s a<br />

good drag queen name. When we come up with a good drag queen name we text <strong>in</strong> to each o<strong>the</strong>r. I’m<br />

gonna order a turkey burger. You guys want anyth<strong>in</strong>g? (While call<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> order to <strong>the</strong> phone) Yes, I’ll hold.<br />

What about her majesty, Lady Footlocker…ah, no I didn’t! Yes I did…


All My Sons/Drama<br />

By Arthur miller<br />

Mo<strong>the</strong>r: There are just a few th<strong>in</strong>gs you don’t know. All of you. And I’ll tell you one of <strong>the</strong>m, Annie.<br />

Deep, deep <strong>in</strong> your heart you’ve always been wait<strong>in</strong>g for him. Listen to your heart. Certa<strong>in</strong> th<strong>in</strong>gs have<br />

to be, and certa<strong>in</strong> th<strong>in</strong>gs can never be. Like <strong>the</strong> sun has to rise, it has to be. That’s why <strong>the</strong>re’s God.<br />

O<strong>the</strong>rwise anyth<strong>in</strong>g could happen. But Annie-just like I knew <strong>the</strong> day he went <strong>in</strong>to that terrible battle.<br />

Did he write me? Was it <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> papers? No, but that morn<strong>in</strong>g I couldn’t raise my head off <strong>the</strong> pillow.<br />

Ask Joe. Suddenly I knew. I knew! And he was nearly killed that day. Ann. You know I’m right!<br />

The Insanity of Mary Girard/Tragedy<br />

By Lanie Robertson<br />

Mary: When I was childless you blamed me. I too thought I was barren. I felt I had cheated you out of a<br />

son. But it wasn’t me. You couldn’t put life <strong>in</strong> my body because you had none <strong>in</strong> your own. I got more<br />

warmth from a stranger <strong>in</strong> a little hour than you could ever give. It isn’t my child that is loathsome to<br />

you but <strong>the</strong> freedom of my m<strong>in</strong>d and my love of life itself. May God have pity on you, sir.<br />

Play It Aga<strong>in</strong> Sam/Light Drama<br />

By Woody Allen<br />

L<strong>in</strong>da: Allan, <strong>the</strong> most beautiful th<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> world has occurred right under our noses. We’ve had a<br />

wonderful experience. Doesn’t that surprise you? You didn’t have to do anyth<strong>in</strong>g. Didn’t have to leave<br />

any half-open books ly<strong>in</strong>g around… you didn’t have to put on <strong>the</strong> proper mood music. I even saw you <strong>in</strong><br />

your underwear with <strong>the</strong> days of <strong>the</strong> week written on <strong>the</strong>m. While I was out, suddenly everyth<strong>in</strong>g<br />

became very clear, and when I asked myself do I really want to break up my marriage… <strong>the</strong> answer was<br />

no. I love Dick, and while someone as wonderful as you is very tempt<strong>in</strong>g… I can’t th<strong>in</strong>k of my life without<br />

him. He needs me, Allan…and <strong>in</strong> some unexpla<strong>in</strong>able way … I need him.

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