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Three Female Monologues

Nina from The Good Doctor by Neil Simon Emily from Our Town by Thornton Wilder Judith from Equivocation by Bill Cain

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Three Female Monologues

Nina from The Good Doctor by Neil Simon Emily from Our Town by Thornton Wilder Judith from Equivocation by Bill Cain

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The Good Doctor

Neil Simon
Nina
And Masha says, Oh listen to that music . . . theyre leaving us. One has
gone for good, forever. We are left alone to begin our lives over again . . . But we
must live. We must live!
And Irina says, A time will come when everyone will know what all this is for .
. . why there is all this suffering. And there will be no mysteries, but meanwhile . . .
we must live. We must work, only work. Tomorrow I shall go alone. I shall teach in
the school and devote my whole life to those who need it. Now it is autumn. Soon
winter will come and cover everything with snow and I shall go on working,
working.
And Olga says, . . . The music plays so gaily, so valiantly, one wants to live!
Oh, my God. Time will pass and we shall be gone forever . . . Well be forgotten. Our
faces will be forgotten, our voices, and how many there were of us, but our
sufferings will turn into joy for those who live after us, happiness and peace will
come to this earth, and then they will remember kindly and bless those who are
living now. Oh, my dear sisters, it seems as if just a little more and we shall know
why we live, why we suffer . . . If only we knew . . . If only we knew . . .

Our Town
Thornton Wilder
Emily
Im not mad at you.
Well, since you ask me, I might as well say it right out, George,
I dont like the whole change thats come over you in the last year. Im sorry if
that hurts your feelings, but Ive got to tell the truth and shame the devil.
Well, up to a year ago I used to like you a lot. And I used to watch you as you
did everything . . . because wed been friends so long . . . and then you began
spending all your time at baseball . . . and you never stopped to speak to anybody
any more. Not even to your own family you didnt . . . and, George, its a fact,
youve got awful conceited and stuck-up, and all the girls say so. They may not say
so to your face, but thats what they say about you behind your back, and it hurts
me to hear them say it, but Ive got to agree with them a little. Im sorry if it hurts
your feelings . . . but I cant be sorry I said it.
I always expect a man to be perfect and I think he should be.

Equivocation
Bill Cain
Judith
How could there be anything true about a play? Plays have beginnings and
endings. Thats two lies right there. And people listen. When does that ever happen?
And they care what happens even if its not happening to them.
How could there be anything true about a play?
I dont like theater . . . And I dont like soliloquies. So its odd that Im the one
who has them. Soliloquies. People youve never met telling you things youd rather
not know . . . Because nobody ever tells anybody anything good in a soliloquy, do
they? Its always somebody who just killed his father telling you hes on his way to
sleep with his mother. If anybody ever that in real life but people do it in plays as if
it was the most natural because in plays everybodys got a secret story.
And he always gives the soliloquies to the wrong people. As if you needed to
know to know one more thing about Hamlet . . . He should give them to the minor
characters peoples daughters, for instance. But that wouldnt work, would it?
According to him, a daughters job is to love and be silent. So thered be nothing
to say . . . Besides, who would listen?

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