“Enough” (drama) 1 Minute

Monologue Description: “Enough” is about coping with traitors.

Character Description: In this monologue, Marco talks to his pal Lenny about how he is tired of getting backstabbed.

MARCO:

A bunch of traitors.  Cowards!  That’s what they all are Lenny.  I’ll show them.  I’ll show them NOT to fuck with me.  You know, I’ve given so much of myself to them and this is the thanks I get?  This is the appreciation I get in return?

Fuck them!

I’m shaving off the fat.  All of the excess fat is coming off.  All the scumbags, jerkoffs and backstabbers are falling aside on the waste line.  I’m done.  No more getting hurt with a smile.  I can’t take it anymore and I’ve simply had enough.

(pause)

Remember when I helped out Mario, who needed clothes and money?  How about Jessica who I gave the antiques too?  Or Justin, when I helped him out with his marital problems?  There’s Doug, when he had the drug dealers climbing down his neck.  What about Sandra, when her father died?  Or my cousin Phil, well, I’ve helped him out more than he even knows…

The list goes on and on man and all I fucking do is get dicked in the ass on a regular basis because I’m too good hearted.  Sometimes I think I’m better off alone.  I do. 

(beat)

Everytime I love someone, they stab me in the heart.  How much more blood can I spill? 

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“Stop Playing” (drama) 2 Min - skits’O Monologue

• Q:What is a skits’O Monologue?
• A: A skits’O Monologue is TWO Characters, ONE Actor

Monologue Description: “Stop Playing” is about a couple feuding.

Character 1:Latoya tells her girlfriend that she doesn’t approve of how her boyfriend speaks to her. Spanish girl, about nineteen years old.
Character 2: Lenny is a Spanish man in his early twenties who doesn’t like getting told what to do.

(Both characters speak to a mutual friend about what’s going on.)

LATOYA:

“Let me tell you something right now, No, No, No shut your mouth, just shut your mouth. You don’t know shit, okay? If you really knew me, you would know that I don’t treated that way. NO MAN, is EVER going to talk down to me like that.”

That’s what I told him. I know he feels like the scum of the Earth but he should. I’m going to not speak with him for a few days and make him realize that this Spanish ass is prime. Hundreds of men would die to be with me and this fool is gonna talk to me like I’m some flake? No, No, No, No that’s now how we do. You know, you know how we do becca. If his ass don’t straighten out, than he can go find a bitch that will tolerate his stupid sarcastic ways.Cause I’m through.

(Actor switches character)

LENNY:

That’s what she told you? yo man, forget her girl. She thinks she’s all that and she ain’t shit. Nigga please. That bitch don’t know shit yo. I treat her like gold. Take her out for diner, pay for her to go buy clothes. Maaan, like a Princess. So what? So what I lose my temper. So what? What, she can handle a passionate man. I’m a passionate dude.

Yo, forget her Becca. Forget her. I don’t need that tramp. You tell her that. Tell her to go find some clown that she can control. Cause that’s what she wants. She wants to control me. No bitch will EVER control me girl. Nah, I ain’t having that. Psssst!

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“Curb Your Dog” (serio-comedy) 2 Min - skits’O Monologue

• Q:What is a skits’O Monologue?   
• A: A skits’O Monologue is TWO Characters, ONE Actor

Monologue Description: “Curb Your Dog” is about people defending what they love.

Character 1: Reginald is an elderly man in his seventies. He loves his lawn and his garden more than life itself.
Character 2: Bobby is a man in his mid-thirties who loves his dog more than life itself.

Both men talk to a mutual neighbor.

REGINALD:

He says to me, “Nah, I don’t hafta curb my dog, cause my dog already knows to curb itself!” Boy oh boy did that burn me up. I went back inside my house and grabbed my lucky bat.

Now, I’ve hit more heads than baseballs with my lucky bat and if this guy knew what was good for ‘em, he would respect my lawn. Sure enough, as soon as I stepped out front, he was already halfway down the block. But the son of a bitch left a good plump dog turd on my property.

Now, I already filed a police report against ‘em. If he knows what’s good for ‘em, he’ll wise up and stay clear of my property.

(Actor switches character)

BOBBY:

Property, property, property…Property Shmoperty. That’s all he kept saying. What a pain in the ass this guy was. I walk my dog past this guys lawn almost everyday for two years and now he wants to break my hump about it. And all I was doing was walking by the guys property. My dog sniffed his lawn. Just because my dog sniffed his lawn doesn’t necessarily mean my dog is going to drop excrement. That’s what dogs do, they sniff. My dog sniffs. He’s a constant sniffer, BIG DEAL. What is the big freaking deal?

So, the guys starts shouting and yelling at me like I’m some five year old boy scout and he runs back into his house. What did I do? I’ll tell you what I did. I let good old Bronco shit all over the guys lawn–for spite! And then I casually strolled on down the block like nothing happened. Fuck him. You know? Next time he’ll keep his mouth shut and mind his own bees wax.Besides, I was holding a plastic bag in my hand, clear as day, TO PROVE that I curb my dog Bronco.

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