Monologues for Girls
The Princess Diaries
written by Gina Wendkos, from the novel by Meg Cabot
Mia: Hi, um... hello. I'm Mia. Um, it's stopped raining! I'm really no good at speech-making.
Normally I get so nervous that I faint or run away, or sometimes I even get sick. But you
really didn't need to know that... But I'm not so afraid anymore. See, my father helped me.
Earlier this evening had every intention of giving up my claim to the throne. And my
mother 0helped me, by telling me it was ok, and by supporting me like she has for my
entire life. But then I wondered how I'd feel after abdicating my role as Princess of Genovia.
Would I feel relieved, or would I feel sad? And then I realized how many stupid times a day
I use the word 'I.' And probably all I ever do is think about myself. And how lame is that
when there's like seven billion other people out there on the planet, and... sorry, I'm going
too fast. But then I thought, if I cared about the other seven billion out there, instead of just
me, that's probably a much better use of my time.
See, if i were Princess of Genovia, then my thoughts and the thoughts of people smarter
than me would be much better heard, and just maybe those thoughts could be turned into
actions. So this morning when I woke up, I was Mia Thermopolis. But now I choose to be
forevermore, Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi, Princess of Genovia.
Ten Things I Hate About You written by Karen McCullah Lutz & Kirsten Smith;
adapted from the play by William Shakespeare
Kat: I hate the way you talk to me. And the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive
my car. I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots. And the way you read
my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick-- it even makes me rhyme. I hate the way
you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh -- even worse
when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around. And the fact that you didnt call. But
mostly I hate the way I don't hate you - - not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
A Little Princess
written by Richard LaGravenese & Elizabeth Chandler
Sara: I don't have a mother either... she's in heaven with my baby sister... But that doesn't
mean I can't talk to her, I talk to her all the time... I tell her everything and I know she hears
me because... because that's what angels do. My mom is an angel and yours is too. With
beautiful satin wings, a silk dress, and a crown of baby rosebuds, and they all live together
in a castle. And do you know what it's made out of? Sunflowers. Hundreds of them, so
bright they shine like the sun. And when they want to go anywhere they just whistle, like
this...(whistles) and a cloud swoops down to the front gate and picks them up and as they
ride through the air, over the moon and through the stars... until they are hovering right
above us, that's how they can look down and make sure we're all right. And sometimes they
even send messages. Of course you can't hear them with all the noise you were making...
but don't worry they'll always try again... just in case you missed them.
Monologues for Girls
A Cinderella Story
written by Leigh Dunlap
Austin (Chad Michael Murray): Okay, I know you think I'm just some...
Sam: Coward? Phony?
Austin: Okay, just listen.
Sam: No, you listen. You turned out to be exactly who I thought you were. I never
pretended to be somebody else. It's been me all along. And it was me who was hurt in front
of everybody. Look, I didn't come here to yell at you, okay? I know what it feels like to be
afraid to show who you are. I was. But not anymore. And the thing is, I don't care what
people think about me... because I believe in myself. And I know that things are gonna be
okay. But even though I have no family, and no job, and no money for college... it's you that I
feel sorry for. (pause) I know that guy that sent those emails is somewhere inside of you,
but, I can't wait for him... because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought.
Useless and disappointing.
Finding Nemo
Dory: No. No, you can't. ...STOP! Please don't go away. Please? No one's ever stuck with me
for so long before. And if you leave...if you leave... I just, I remember things better with you!
I do, look! P. Sherman, forty-two...forty-two... I remember it, I do. It's there, I know it is,
because when I look at you, I can feel it. And...and I look at you, and I...and I'm home!
Please...I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget.
Marlin: I'm sorry, Dory. But I...do.
101 Dalmatians
written by John Hughes, from the novel by Dodie Smith
Cruella De Vil: You beasts! But I'm not beaten yet. You've won the battle, but I'm about to
win the wardrobe. My spotty puppy coat is in plain sight and leaving tracks. In a moment
I'll have what I came for, while all of you will end up as sausage meat, alone on some sad,
plastic plate. Dead and medium red. No friends, no family, no pulse. Just slapped between
two buns, smothered in onions, with fries on the side. Cruella De Vil has the last laugh!