Anne Frank
The Diary of Anne Frank
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BASICS
Character
Anne Frank
Play Setting
The Secret Annex, Amsterdam. 1942
Length
Short
Time Period
Contemporary
Show Type
Play
Monologue #1
Sometimes I see myself alone in a dungeon, without Father and Mother, or I’m roaming the streets, or the Annex is on fire, or they come in the middle of the night
to take us away, and I know it could all happen soon. I see the eight of us in the Annex as if we were a patch of blue sky threatened by menacing black clouds.
We’re surrounded by darkness and danger, and in our desperate search for a way out we keep bumping into each other. We look at the fighting below and the
peace and beauty above, but we’re cut off by the dark mass of clouds and can go neither up nor down. It looms before us, an impenetrable wall. I can only cry out
and implore, “Open wide. Let us out!”
Monologue #2
The sun is shining, the sky a deep blue, there’s a magnificent breeze, and I’m longing — so longing — for everything! I walk from room to room, breathe through
the crack in the window frame, feel my heart beating as if to say, “Can’t you fulfill this longing at last?” I long for every boy, and to Peter I want to shout, “Say
something, don’t just smile at me all the time, touch me, so I can get that delicious feeling inside.” I feel spring within me, I feel spring awakening, I feel it in my
entire body and soul. I’m utterly confused, don’t know what to read, to write, to do. I only know … I am longing …
The Girl (Luisa)
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Style
Dramatic
Length
Short
Time Period
Contemporary
Show Type
Musical
This morning a bird woke me up. It was a lark, or a peacock; something like that. So I said hello. And it vanished, flew away, the very moment I said hello! It was
quite mysterious. So do you know what I did? I went to my mirror and brushed my hair two hundred times, without stopping. And as i was brushing it, my hair
turned mauve. No, honestly! Mauve! Then red. then some sort of a deep blue when the sun hit it.... I'm sixteen years old, and every day something happens to me.
i don't know what to make of it. When i get up in the morning and get dressed, I can tell...something's different. I like to touch my eyelids, because they're never
quite the same. oh, oh, oh! I hug myself till my arms turn blue, then I close my eyes and cry and cry till the tears come down and I can taste them. I love to taste
my tears. I am special. I am special! Please god, please, don't let me be normal!
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Character
Audrey
Gender
Female
Age Range
Young Adult, Adult
Style
Dramatic
Length
Short
Time Period
Contemporary
Show Type
Musical
I dream of a place where we could be together at last... It's just a daydream of mine. A little development that I dream of. Just off the interstate in a little suburb, far, far from urban
Skid Row. The sweetest, greenest place - where everybody has the same little lawn out front and the same little flagstone patio out back. And all the houses are so neat and pretty...
'Cause they all look just alike. Oh, I dream about it all the time. Just me. And the toaster. And a sweet little guy - like Seymour...
Show
You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown
Character
Lucy Van Pelt
Style
Comedic
Length
Short
Time Period
Contemporary
Show Type
Musical
"Do you know what I intend? I intend to be a queen. When I grow up I’m going to be the biggest queen there ever was, and I’ll live in a big palace and when I go out in my coach,
all the people will wave and I will shout at them, and...and...in the summertime I will go to my summer palace and I’ll wear my crown in swimming and everything, and all the peo
ple will cheer and I will shout at them... What do you mean I can’t be queen? Nobody should be kept from being a queen if she wants to be one. It’s usually just a matter of
knowing the right people.. ..well.... if I can’t be a queen, then I’ll be very rich then I will buy myself a queendom. Yes, I will buy myself a queendom and then I’ll kick out the old
queen and take over the whole operation myself. I will be head queen."
SHOW
You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown
CHARACTER
Lucy Van Pelt
GENDER
Female
STYLE
Comedic
Now Linus, I want you to take a good look at Charlie Brown's face. Would you please hold still a minute, Charlie Brown, I want Linus to study your face. Now, this
is what you call a Failure Face, Linus. Notice how it has failure written all over it. Study it carefully, Linus. You rarely see such a good example. Notice the deep
lines, the dull, vacant look in the eyes. Yes, I would say this is one of the finest examples of a Failure Face that you're liable to see for a long while.
Show
You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown
Character
Sally Brown
Style
Comedic
A 'C'? A 'C'? I got a 'C' on my coathanger sculpture? How could anyone get a 'C' in coathanger sculpture? May I ask a question? Was I judged on the piece of sculpture itself? If so,
is it not true that time alone can judge a work of art? Or was I judged on my talent? If so, is it fair that I be judged on a part of my life over which I have no control? If I was judged
on my effort, then I was judged unfairly, for I tried as hard as I could! Was I judged on what I had learned about this project? If so, then were not you, my teacher, also being
judged on your ability to transmit your knowledge to me? Are you willing to share my 'C'? Perhaps I was being judged on the quality of coathanger itself out of which my creation
was made...now is this not also unfair? Am I to be judged by the quality of coathangers that are used by the drycleaning establishment that returns our garments? Is that not the
responsibility of my parents? Should they not share my 'C'?
(Caroline Lord selected this one.)
Pygmalion (play) by Charles Bernard Shaw
Monologue #1
In the final act of Pygmalion, Liza explains to Prof. Higgins the relationship she desired from him. It’s a tender scene that almost warms the Professor’s
heart despite himself.
LIZA:No I don't. That's not the sort of feeling I want from you. And don't you be too sure of yourself or of me. I could have been a bad girl if I'd liked.
I've seen more of some things than you, for all your learning. Girls like me can drag gentlemen down to make love to them easy enough. And they wish
each other dead the next minute. (much troubled) I want a little kindness. I know I'm a common ignorant girl, and you a book-learned gentleman; but
I'm not dirt under your feet. What I done (correcting herself) what I did was not for the dresses and the taxis: I did it because we were pleasant together
and I come--came--to care for you; not to want you to make love to me, and not forgetting the difference between us, but more friendly like.
Monologue #2
Unfortunately, Higgins is a permanent bachelor. When he is incapable of offering affection, Eliza Doolittle stands up for herself in this powerfully feisty
monologue.
LIZA:Aha! Now I know how to deal with you. What a fool I was not to think of it before! You can't take away the knowledge you gave me. You said I
had a finer ear than you. And I can be civil and kind to people, which is more than you can. Aha! That's done you, Henry Higgins, it has. Now I don't
care that (snapping her fingers) for your bullying and your big talk. I'll advertize it in the papers that your duchess is only a flower girl that you taught,
and that she'll teach anybody to be a duchess just the same in six months for a thousand guineas. Oh, when I think of myself crawling under your feet
and being trampled on and called names, when all the time I had only to lift up my finger to be as good as you, I could just kick myself!
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Anne Of Green Gables
Character
Anne Shirley
Gender
Female
Style
Dramatic
Length
Short
Time Period
Contemporary
Show Type
Musical
Mrs. Lynde, I'm extremely sorry I behaved so terribly. I've disgraced my good friends who've let me stay at Green Gables on trial, even though I'm not a boy. I am
wicked and ungrateful, and I deserve to be cast out forever. What you said was true; I am skinny and ugly, and my hair is red. What I said about you was true too,
only I shouldn't have said it. Please, Mrs. Lynde, forgive me. You wouldn't be so cruel as to inflict a life-long sorrow on a poor orphan. Please. Please, forgive me.