“Down In The Dungeon” (drama) 2 Minutes

March 30, 2009 by The Monologue Blogger

Filed under 2 Minute Monologues, MB Library, Male Monologues - Drama

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Monologue Description:  ”Down In The Dungeon” is a drama about dealing with prison situations.

Character Description:In this monologue, PARKER talks to another cellmate about his perspective on the system.

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PARKER:

Don’t waste your time talkin’ to that asshole.  That little Spanish guy is a prick.  You wanna talk to the guy with the red glasses.  He’s no joke.  He come in here and tell everybody to shut the fuck up and he answers your questions out-loud, this way nobody bothers the guards.  He’s the only guy that’s gonna answer any of your questions.

(beat)

Damn man, usually they try to freeze a nigga, today they trying to burn a nigga.

(beat)

Hotta then a motherfucka.  

(looks at his watch)

Sposed to be at work now at two o’clock.  They tell me I’d be out before twelve.  It’s two fifteen now.  They tell you whatever they gotta tell you to cuff you and then they don’t give a shit.  Judge come to work whenever the fuck he want.  Taken lunch breaks for three hours while we’re all down here in the dungeon, sweating our balls off.  Sixty men in a cell, with all these stank ass homeless feet.  Make you wanna vomit just thinking about it.  Swatting these flies and shit.  Damn!  Nigga gotta get up sometime.  Gotta get up sometime…

Tellin’ me I resisted arrest.  Fuck that resisted arrest.  I was like, what are you locking me up for and I’ll tell you if I’m resisting or not.  They beat me down with their clubs and shit saying I tried to get away.  Nigga you beatin’ me with your club, what I’m sposed to do?  Stand there and get hit?  Niggas be frontin’ cause they know, they know they scared shit I’m gonna sue.  They afraid of losing their jobs cause they know they took shit too far with me.  Look at my pants son.  Look like I been stepped on forty nine times.  My knees are swollen and everything.  I refused to go to the hospital.  Fuck that.  

(beat)

I’m only five-six, so I got the little man complex bad yo.  They roll up on me, what I’m sposed to do?  I threw my shit down the subways stairs.  They didn’t see that, so what they lockin’ me up for?  Know what I’m sayin?

It’s all played out.  The whole motherfuking system is all played out.  City needs money, that’s why they goin’ around picking on ya’ll.  Criminals ain’t doing there thing out there right now cause of the recession.  Shit, that’s why they make a big deal out of nothin.  They hungry!  They so damn hungry man!

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Acting Blogs – Featured on MB

March 27, 2009 by The Monologue Blogger

Filed under Acting Blogs, MB Library, Monologue Resources

I’ve been doing some surfing on the net today and I came across some actor blog sites that I thought were cool.  I decided to post these actors up on the site as a way to encourage them to keep blogging and keep following their dreams.  If you are an actor and want to be added to this list, just CONTACT MB and I will hook you up.  =)  

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“No More Smoking” (drama) Under 1 Minute

March 26, 2009 by The Monologue Blogger

Filed under MB Library

Photo Courtesy Super Fantastic

Monologue Description: No More Smoking” is a drama about guilt.

Character Description:In this monologue, Jonathan makes an attempt at making up with his mother who caught him smoking cigarettes.  

MB TIP: The actor playing Jonathan must focus on how he has let down his mother by smoking cigarettes.

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JONATHAN:

Come on Mom, are you going to hate me all day?  I said I was sorry and I wouldn’t do it again.  Okay?  I mean, why isn’t that good enough for you?  I threw them out.  I broke them all up and I threw them out, okay?  No more cigarettes.  I promise you Mom.

(beat)

I know that Grandpa died from smoking cigarettes Mom.  I know.  I don’t know why I smoked.  It just, I don’t know, I felt cool and stuff and I wanted to—I didn’t want to be left out of my group of friends.  I didn’t want to be the only one who didn’t smoke.

(beat)

I know, I know.  It’s stupid.  I know.  I won’t do it anymore.  I swear.  Okay?

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