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    Natalie explains to her friends what she expected out of life by a certain age in terms of career, relationships, and family but things did not work out as planned. She describes her ideal partner and what she wants in a relationship. Loretta tells her daughter about a man she has developed a crush on at a local restaurant, describing his physical appearance and charming demeanor. Katherine speaks up in a meeting, frustrated that as a black woman she has to walk half a mile to use the bathroom while her white male coworkers do not face those barriers. She describes the daily indignities and lack of basic accommodations she endures due to her race and gender.

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    Natalie explains to her friends what she expected out of life by a certain age in terms of career, relationships, and family but things did not work out as planned. She describes her ideal partner and what she wants in a relationship. Loretta tells her daughter about a man she has developed a crush on at a local restaurant, describing his physical appearance and charming demeanor. Katherine speaks up in a meeting, frustrated that as a black woman she has to walk half a mile to use the bathroom while her white male coworkers do not face those barriers. She describes the daily indignities and lack of basic accommodations she endures due to her race and gender.

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    Natalie explains to her friends what she expected out of life by a certain age in terms of career, relationships, and family but things did not work out as planned. She describes her ideal partner and what she wants in a relationship. Loretta tells her daughter about a man she has developed a crush on at a local restaurant, describing his physical appearance and charming demeanor. Katherine speaks up in a meeting, frustrated that as a black woman she has to walk half a mile to use the bathroom while her white male coworkers do not face those barriers. She describes the daily indignities and lack of basic accommodations she endures due to her race and gender.

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    Female Monologues

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    Monologues

    Female

    ‘Up in the air’


    Summary: Natalie explains to Alex and Ryan what she expected (and wants) out of life.

    NATALIE: When I was sixteen, I thought by twenty three, I would be married, maybe have a
    kid…. Corner office by day, entertaining at night. I was supposed to be driving a Grand
    Cherokee by now. Now I have my sights on twenty nine, because thirty is just way too..
    apocalyptic. I mean, where did you think you'd be by (Natalie catches herself having no idea
    bow old Alex is.) I don't want to say anything that's… anti-feminist, I mean, I really
    appreciate everything your generation did for me.

    But sometimes it feels like no matter how much success I have, it all won't matter until I find
    the right guy. I don't know. I could have made it work. He just really fit the bill. My type. You
    know, white collar. College grad. Loves dogs. Likes funny movies. Six foot one.
    Brown hair. Kind eyes. Works in finance but is Outdoorsy, you know, on the weekends.
    (we think she's done) I always imagined he'd have a single syllable name like Matt or John
    or... Dave. In a perfect world, he drives a Four Runner and the only thing he loves more than
    me is his golden lab. Oh... and a nice smile.

    ‘Good Company’

    In Good Company, Loretta tells her daughter for the first time about a man she has a crush
    on from a restaurant near her home.

    LORETTA: (laughs) Quite. He's tall, broad shoulders, looks like he could take down a bus, he's
    built like a brick house too this man but gentle, soft, it's in his eyes, they light up when he
    looks at me and I feel as though we've already known one another, strange but inviting, so
    inviting. his hair is thin and slicked back not in a tough guy way but in a now you can see my
    whole friendly face way.…he's charming, makes me laugh, sometimes deliberate and other
    times I laugh without him even trying to make me laugh because it's just him, the way he is.
    and oh, he smells good, he has some kind of after shave scent but it's delicious.
    ‘Hidden Figures’
    INT. OFFICE – DAY

    KATHERINE can’t take it anymore, her voice rises.


    HARRISON
    The damn bathroom for 40 minutes a
    day, what do you do in there!? We are T-minus zero here. I put a lot of faith in you.
    KATHERINE
    There’s no bathroom here. There are no COLORED bathrooms in this building or ANY
    building outside the West Campus. Which is half a mile away! Did you know that? I have to
    walk to Timbuktu just to relieve myself! And I can’t take one of the handy bikes. Picture
    that, with my uniform: skirt below the knees and my heels. And don’t get me started about
    the “simple pearl necklace” I can’t afford. Lord knows you don’t pay “the coloreds enough
    for that. And I work like a dog day and night, living on coffee from a coffee pot half of you
    don’t want me to touch! So excuse me if I have to go to the restroom a few times a day!

    KATHERINE takes her purse, personals and walks off.

    EXT. BACKYARD – DAY

    ROSE stands outside with her husband, TROY.


    ROSE
    I’ve been standing with you! I’ve been right here with you, Troy. I have a life too. I gave
    eighteen years of my life to stand in the same spot with you. Don’t you think I ever wanted
    other things? Don’t you think I had dreams and hopes? What about my life? What about
    me? Don’t you think it ever crossed my mind to want to know other men? That I wanted to
    lay up somewhere and forget about my responsibilities? That I wanted someone to make
    me laugh so I could feel good? You not the only one who’s got wants and needs. But I held
    on to you, Troy. I took all my feelings, my wants and needs, my dreams . . . And I buried
    them inside you. I planted a seed and watched and prayed over it. I planted myself in side
    you and waited to bloom. And it didn’t take me no eighteen years to find out the soil was
    hard and rocky and it wasn’t never gonna bloom. But I held on to you, Troy. I held you
    tighter. You were my husband. I owed you everything I had. Every part of me I could find to
    give you. And up-stairs in that room . . . With the darkness falling in on me . . . I gave
    everything I had to try and erase the doubt that you were not the finest man in the world,
    and wherever you were going . . . I wanted to be there with you. Cause you were my
    husband. Cause that’s the only way I was gonna survive as your wife. You always talking
    about what you give . . . And what you don’t have to give. But you take too. You take . . .
    And don’t even know nobody’s giving!

    ROSE heads towards the house.


    'Monster'
    I always wanted to be in the movies. When I was little, I thought for sure, one day, I could be
    a big big star. Or maybe just beautiful. Beautiful and rich like the women on TV. Yeah, I had a
    lot of dreams. And I guess you could call me a real romantic because I truly believed that
    one day, they'd come true. So I dreamed about it for hours.

    As the years went by, I learned to stop sharin' this with people. They said I was dreaming,
    but back then, I believed it wholeheartedly. So whenever I was down, I would just escape
    into my mind, to my other life, where I was someone else. It made me happy to think that
    all these people just didn't know yet who I was gonna be. But one day, they'd all see.

    I heard that Marilyn Monroe was discovered in a soda shop and I thought for sure it could
    be like that. So I started goin' out real young and I was always secretly lookin' for who was
    gonna discover me. Was it this guy? Or maybe this one? I never knew.

    But even if they couldn't take me all the way, like Marilyn, they would somehow believe in
    me just enough. They would see me for what I could be and think I was beautiful. Like a
    diamond in the rough. They would take me away to my new life and my new world, where
    everything would be different. Yeah. I lived that way for a long, long time. In my head,
    dreaming like that. It was nice. And one day, it just stopped.

    ‘The accused’

    Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Paulson has told you that the testimony of Sarah Tobias is
    nothing. Sarah Tobias was raped, but that is nothing. She was cut and bruised and terrorized
    but that is nothing.
    All of it happened in front of a howling crowd and that is nothing. Well, it may be nothing to
    Mr. Paulson but it is not nothing to Sarah Tobias and I don't believe it is nothing to you. Next
    Mr.Paulson tried to convince you that Kenneth Joyce was the only person in that room who
    knew that Sarah Tobias was being raped. The only one...
    Now you watched Kenneth Joyce. How did he strike you? Did he seem especially sensitive,
    especially observant? Did he seem so remarkable that you immediately said to yourselves,
    'Of Course! This man would notice things other people wouldn't!' Do you believe that
    Kenneth Joyce saw something those three men didn't see?
    In all the time that Sarah Tobias was being held down on that pinball machine the others
    didn't know? Kenneth Joyce confessed to you that he watched a rape and did nothing! He
    told you that everyone in that bar behaved badly...he was right.
    But no matter how immoral it may be it is not the crime of criminal solicitation to walk away
    from a rape, it is not the crime of criminal solicitation to silently watch a rape ...but it is the
    crime of criminal solicitation to induce or entreat or encourage or persuade another person
    to commit a rape - 'Hold her down! Stick it to her! Make her moan...' These three men did
    worse than nothing. They cheered and they clapped and they rooted the others on, made
    sure that Sarah Tobias was raped and raped and raped... Now tell me... Is that nothing?

    ‘Precious’

    I had a man and I have a child. And I had to take care of both of them. Okay? Did I want Carl
    to touch my baby? … Because I would lay my baby, I would lay her on the side of me on this
    pillow. And it was pink and it had this little white writing on it and it had her name, ‘cause
    she was Precious. And I would lay my baby on that pillow. And Carl would be laying on the
    other side and then we would, we would, uh start doing it and he reached over and he
    touched my baby and I asked him, I said, Carl what are you doing? And he told me to shut,
    to shut my fat *ss up and it was good for her. … I shut my fat *ss up.
    And I don’t want you to sit there and judge me Ms. Weiss … I did not want him to abuse my
    daughter. I did not want him to hurt her. I did not want him to do nothing to her. I wanted
    him to make love to me. That was my man. That was my f*ckin’ man. That was my man and
    he wanted my daughter.
    And that’s why I hated her because it was my man who was supposed to be loving me, who
    was supposed to be making love to me, he was f*cking my baby and she made him leave,
    she made him go away. … It was Precious’ fault because she let my man have her and she
    didn’t say nothin’ , she didn’t scream, she didn’t do nothin’, she told you what I did to her,
    who else was going to love me? Hm?
    Since you got your degree and you know every f*ckin’ thing, who was gonna love me? Who
    was gonna make me feel good? Who was gonna touch me and make me feel good? And she
    made him go away. So, when you sit there and you write them f*ckin’ notes on your pad
    about who you think I am and why I did it and all of that … Because I’m in hell.

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