{"id":5780,"date":"2022-01-06T00:27:59","date_gmt":"2022-01-06T00:27:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/iof.lkc.mybluehost.me\/?p=5780"},"modified":"2023-04-11T14:28:16","modified_gmt":"2023-04-11T13:28:16","slug":"monologues-for-auditions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/","title":{"rendered":"Monologues For Auditions"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large is-resized\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-1024x1024.png\" alt=\"Monologues For Auditions\" class=\"wp-image-14291\" width=\"512\" height=\"512\" srcset=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-1024x1024.png 1024w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-300x300.png 300w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-100x100.png 100w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-600x600.png 600w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-150x150.png 150w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-768x768.png 768w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-250x250.png 250w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions-480x480.png 480w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png 1080w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 512px) 100vw, 512px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Audition Monologues<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">50 Great Monologues For Auditions<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Are you an actor searching for the perfect audition monologue? Look no further! In this article, we&#8217;ll explore the essential qualities of a good audition monologue and how to choose the one that&#8217;s right for you. Here we break down the key elements that will make your monologue stand out in any audition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li><strong>Emotional Arc:<\/strong> A compelling monologue tells a story and takes the audience on an emotional journey. Look for monologues that showcase a character&#8217;s emotional arc, which will allow you to demonstrate your ability to convey a range of emotions and connect with the audience.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>Demonstrates Your Range:<\/strong> Choose a monologue that highlights your versatility as an actor. The piece should showcase your strengths and allow you to display a wide range of acting skills, from subtle moments to dramatic intensity.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>Suits the Project and Character:<\/strong> A great audition monologue should be tailored to the project and character you&#8217;re auditioning for. Consider the tone, style, and genre of the production, and select a monologue that aligns with the specific role.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>Appropriate Length: <\/strong>Keep your monologue brief and concise. Audition monologues should generally be no longer than two minutes, allowing you to showcase your acting skills without overwhelming the casting director.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>Originality: <\/strong>Stand out from the crowd by choosing a unique, lesser-known monologue. Avoid overused, clich\u00e9d pieces, and opt for a monologue that will leave a lasting impression on the casting director.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n\n\n\n<p>If you&#8217;re preparing for a college audition, you found the right page. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A good audition monologue should demonstrate your emotional range, versatility, and connection to the character. By choosing a piece that is tailored to the project and role, you&#8217;ll increase your chances of making a lasting impression on the casting director or college you are seeking admission into.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you may need to memorize up to four monologues. Finding the right monologue can be tricky, but if you\u2019re looking for inspiration, below are fifty great <strong>monologues for auditions<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">How To Find A Good Monologue That Works<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Before you explore the audition monologues below please watch this video from John Windsor-Cunningham for tips on finding monologues that work. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe title=\"HOW TO FIND A GOOD MONOLOGUE THAT WORKS\" width=\"1020\" height=\"574\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/3QUNWT4H__E?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">How To Find A Good Monologue That Works<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text alignwide is-stacked-on-mobile\" style=\"grid-template-columns:21% auto\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"855\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO-855x1024.jpg\" alt=\"John Windsor-Cunningham\" class=\"wp-image-58333 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO-855x1024.jpg 855w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO-251x300.jpg 251w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO-768x919.jpg 768w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO-480x575.jpg 480w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO-600x718.jpg 600w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/JOHN-W-C-PHOTO.jpg 1253w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 855px) 100vw, 855px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p>John Windsor-Cunningham trained at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, and with Sanford Meisner in New York, where he now lives, acts and works as a Skype acting coach for Films, TV, Theatre and some drama school auditions.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:11px\">When you are doing a monologue for an audition there are other people auditioning, quite a few of them usually. Someone has to sit through and watch them all. It can be incredibly boring sitting through watching lots of people doing a monologue. One time I watched 35 monologues and every single one was exactly the same. Imagine it, thirty five people doing a monologue and its exactly the damn same, of course I was bored. THEN one person came on and he did his monologue and it seemed to be about him. You\u2019ve got to make the monologue about you. You\u2019ve got to know how to make the lines about you.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<cite><a href=\"https:\/\/windsor-cunningham.com\">John Windsor-Cunningham<\/a><\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Female Comedic Monologues<\/strong> For Auditions<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>All from published plays, here are some of our favorite comedic monologues for females:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text\" style=\"grid-template-columns:22% auto\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"667\" height=\"1000\" src=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/61wsZjcA9yL._AC_UF10001000_QL80_.jpg\" alt=\"Audition monologues\" class=\"wp-image-58328 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/61wsZjcA9yL._AC_UF10001000_QL80_.jpg 667w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/61wsZjcA9yL._AC_UF10001000_QL80_-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/61wsZjcA9yL._AC_UF10001000_QL80_-480x720.jpg 480w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/61wsZjcA9yL._AC_UF10001000_QL80_-600x900.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 667px) 100vw, 667px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong><strong>Alcott By Adam Szymkowicz<\/strong> <\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>Erin was writing a play for Prague to direct. During this time, an uneasy love triangle emerged between Erin, her roommate Jessie, and Prague. Meanwhile, Jessie and Erin, who now live together, are discussing the possibility of having a baby. However, the plot becomes more complex as it is unclear whether everything seen in the first act of the play is actually the play Erin wrote. There is a sword fight, and a character named Violet insists on being called Elizabeth.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>VIOLET: My name&#8217;s not Violet. My name has never been Violet. I always introduce myself as Elizabeth. It&#8217;s my name. It&#8217;s always been my name. Meredith called me Shrinking Violet once during my freshman year and ever since then, everyone thinks my name is Violet. My name is not Violet. It&#8217;s been fourteen years. Stop fucking calling me Violet! <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(PRAGUE: Relax, Honey.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I will not relax. You know, I\u2019ve expended so much energy over the years trying to get you to notice me. All of you. Why do I care what you think? How is it I think about you when you aren\u2019t there? Still. All the time. All of you? You\u2019re not that special. You never were. No one cares about you. No one knows who you are. You\u2019ve built this wind tunnel around you that celebrates your cult. It\u2019s not a real thing. Theater isn\u2019t even a real thing. My mother thinks I open curtains during Lion King. And you! All the things you do are insignificant. You are selfish and you are oblivious and you are all terrible people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/alcott-by-adam-szymkowicz\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3KcjLkf\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text\" style=\"grid-template-columns:22% auto\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"391\" height=\"600\" src=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/Good-People.jpg\" alt=\"monologues for auditions\" class=\"wp-image-57398 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/Good-People.jpg 391w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/Good-People-196x300.jpg 196w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 391px) 100vw, 391px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Good People By David Lindsay-Abaire<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>In this scene, Margaret takes a cigarette break during work and converses with her younger supervisor, who happens to be the child of her deceased friend, Suzie. She is characterized by her outgoing and sharp-witted nature, frequently employing humor to deal with her difficult life circumstances. In this adapted passage, Margaret shares an amusing anecdote to sidestep a serious discussion with her boss about arriving late for her shift. In the source material, Margaret skillfully navigates or evades her boss&#8217;s interruptions, which is a crucial element to emphasize in this portrayal <\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>MARGARET:<\/strong> Did I ever tell you the turkey story? Up at Flanagan\u2019s? When I worked up there and she came in? She never told you that turkey story? Huh. She was pregnant with you. No, Jimmy actually \u2013 she was pregnant with Jimmy \u2013 because it was near Christmas, and your father was locked up in Walpole again, so she didn\u2019t have any money for anything. She had nothing. So your mother comes into Flanagan\u2019s, and she\u2019s out to here. (Indicates belly.) When\u2019s Jimmy\u2019s birthday? January. Right, so she\u2019s out to here, and in this big coat. Remember that blue coat she always wore? And she\u2019s walking up and down the aisles, slipping things in the pockets \u2013 potatoes, and cans of cranberry sauce, cookies, because you guys gotta eat, right? So she comes waddling up to my register. And I\u2019m like, \u201cHey Suzie, how are the kids?\u201d And she doesn\u2019t wanna talk obviously, she\u2019s just trying to push through the line, \u201cOh they\u2019re good, I was just looking for something, but you don\u2019t have it, so I\u2019m gonna try someplace else.\u201d And then there turkey falls out of her coat. It hits the floor right between her legs. A turkey. Boom. And I swear to god, she didn\u2019t miss a beat. She looks up, real mad, and yells, \u201cWho threw that bird at me?!\u201d (Really laughing now). Oh we died. Everybody there. Ya had to laugh. \u201cWho threw that bird at me?!\u201d She was a funny sonofabitch. Pardon my French. God she was funny. I think about her all the time. Your mother was a good lady. It\u2019s a lesson though. You\u2019re lucky you don\u2019t smoke. Too young, your mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/good-people-by-david-lindsay-abaire\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3TOSqJ4\">Buy This Play <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text\" style=\"grid-template-columns:22% auto\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"555\" height=\"914\" src=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/my-fair-lady-.jpg\" alt=\"my fair lady monologue\" class=\"wp-image-58330 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/my-fair-lady-.jpg 555w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/my-fair-lady--182x300.jpg 182w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/my-fair-lady--480x790.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 555px) 100vw, 555px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong><strong>My Fair Lady By George Bernard Shaw<\/strong><\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>This monologue is from the book by&nbsp;<strong>Alan Jay Lerner<\/strong>&nbsp;(Based on the play<strong>&nbsp;Pygmalion<\/strong>, by&nbsp;<strong>George Bernard Shaw<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>ELIZA DOLITTLE: \u201cMy aunt died of influenza, so they said. But it\u2019s my belief they done the old woman in. Yes Lord love you! Why should she die of influenza when she come through diphtheria right enough the year before? Fairly blue with it she was. They all thought she was dead. But my father, he kept ladling gin down her throat. Then she come to so sudden that she bit the bowl off the spoon. Now, what would you call a woman with that strength in her have to die of influenza, and what become of her new straw hat that should have come to me? Somebody pinched it, and what I say is, them that pinched it, done her in. Them she lived with would have killed her for a hatpin, let al one a hat. And as for father ladling the gin down her throat, it wouldn\u2019t have killed her. Not her. Gin was as mother\u2019s milk to her. Besides, he\u2019s poured so much down his own throat that he knew the good of it.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/my-fair-lady-monologue\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3LYwWHH\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text\" style=\"grid-template-columns:22% auto\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"321\" height=\"263\" src=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/93895b_efa4d931fb9b472abf1370f17632cceamv2-1.jpg\" alt=\"What are the best monologues for auditions?\" class=\"wp-image-8523 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/93895b_efa4d931fb9b472abf1370f17632cceamv2-1.jpg 321w, https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/93895b_efa4d931fb9b472abf1370f17632cceamv2-1-300x246.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 321px) 100vw, 321px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">The <strong><strong><strong>Glass Menagerie By Tennessee Williams <\/strong><\/strong><\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>One of Amanda Winfield&#8217;s monologues from The Glass Menagerie<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>AMANDA: \u201cPossess your soul in patience \u2013 you will see! Something I\u2019ve resurrected from that old trunk! Styles haven\u2019t changed so terribly much after all. [She parts the porti\u00e8res.] Now just look at your mother ! [She wears a girlish frock of yellowed voile with a blue silk sash. She carries a bunch of jonquils \u2013 the legend of her youth is nearly revived.] [Feverishly]: This is the dress in which I led the cotillion, won the cakewalk twice at Sunset Hill, wore one spring to the Governor\u2019s ball in Jackson ! See how I sashayed around the ballroom, Laura? [She raises her skirt and does a mincing step around the room.] I wore it on Sundays for my gentlemen callers ! I had it on the day I met your father. I had malaria fever all that spring. The change of climate from East Tennessee to the Delta \u2013 weakened resistance I had a little temperature all the time \u2013 not enough to be serious \u2013 just enough to make me restless and giddy. Invitations poured in \u2013 parties all over the Delta! \u2013 \u2018Stay in bed,\u2019 said mother, \u2018you have fever!\u2019 \u2013 but I just wouldn\u2019t. \u2013 I took quinine but kept on going, going ! Evenings, dances ! \u2013 Afternoons, long, long rides! Picnics. \u2013 lovely! \u2013 So lovely, that country in May. \u2013 All lacy with dogwood, literally flooded with jonquils! \u2013 That was the spring I had the craze for jonquils. Jonquils became an absolute obsession. Mother said, \u2018Honey, there\u2019s no more room for jonquils.\u2019 And still I kept on bringing in more jonquils. Whenever, wherever I saw them, I\u2019d say, \u201cStop ! Stop! I see jonquils ! I made the young men help me gather the jonquils ! It was a joke, Amanda and her jonquils ! Finally there were no more vases to hold them, every available space was filled with jonquils. No vases to hold them? All right, I\u2019ll hold them myself \u2013 And then I \u2013 [She stops in front of the picture.] met your father ! Malaria fever and jonquils and then \u2013 this \u2013 boy\u2026. [She switches on the rose-coloured lamp.] I hope they get here before it starts to rain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-glass-menagerie-by-tennessee-williams-2\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3TOE7Eu\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3TOE7Eu\"><br><\/a><strong>Noises Off By Michael Frayn<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p> DOTTY OTLEY: \u201cIt\u2019s no good you going on. I can\u2019t open sardines and answer the phone. I\u2019ve only got one pair of feet. Hello\u2026. Yes, but there\u2019s no one here, love\u2026. No, Mr. Brent\u2019s not here\u2026He lives here, yes, but he don\u2019t live here now because he lives in Spain\u2026 Mr. Philip Brent, that\u2019s right\u2026. The one who writes the plays, that\u2019s him, only now he writes them in Spain\u2026 No, she\u2019s in Spain, too, they\u2019re all in Spain, there\u2019s no one here\u2026 Am I in Spain? No, I\u2019m not in Spain, dear. I look after the house for him, but I go home at one o\u2019clock on Wednesday, only I\u2019ve got a nice plate of sardines to put my feet up with, because it\u2019s the royal what\u2019s-it\u2019s called on the telly \u2014 the royal you know \u2014 where\u2019s the paper, then? And if it\u2019s to do with letting the house then you\u2019ll have to ring the house-agents, because they\u2019re the agents for the house\u2026. Squire Squire, Hackham and who\u2019s the other one\u2026? No, they\u2019re not in Spain, they\u2019re next to the phone in the study. Squire, Squire, Hackham, and hold on, I\u2019ll go and look. Always the same, isn\u2019t it. Soon as you take the weight off your feet, down it all comes on your head.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/noises-off-by-michael-frayn\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/40DBpV3\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>The Importance of Being Earnest <\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>LADY BRACKNELL: Mr. Worthing, I confess I feel somewhat bewildered by what you have just told me. To be born, or at any rate bred, in a hand-bag, whether it had handles or not, seems to me to display a contempt for the ordinary decencies of family life that reminds one of the worst excesses of the French Revolution. And I presume you know what that unfortunate movement led to? As for the particular locality in which the hand-bag was found, a cloak-room at a railway station might serve to conceal a social indiscretion- has probably, indeed, been used for that purpose before now- but it could hardly be regarded as an assured basis for a recognised position in good society. I would strongly advise you, Mr. Worthing, to try and acquire some relations as soon as possible, and to make a definite effort to produce at any rate one parent, of either sex, before the season is quite over. You can hardly imagine that I and Lord Bracknell would dream of allowing our only daughter- a girl brought up with the utmost care- to marry into a cloak-room, and form an alliance with a parcel? Good morning, Mr. Worthing!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-importance-of-being-earnest-by-oscar-wilde\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3niWCVe\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">The Cherry Orchard By Anton Chekov <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>LUBOV: What truth? You see where truth is, and where untruth is, but I seem to have lost my sight and see nothing. You boldly settle all important questions, but tell me, dear, isn&#8217;t it because you&#8217;re young, because you haven&#8217;t had time to suffer till you settled a single one of your questions? You boldly look forward, isn&#8217;t it because you cannot foresee or expect anything terrible, because so far life has been hidden from your young eyes? You are bolder, more honest, deeper than we are, but think only, be just a little magnanimous, and have mercy on me. I was born here, my father and mother lived here, my grandfather too, I love this house. I couldn&#8217;t understand my life without that cherry orchard, and if it really must be sold, sell me with it! My son was drowned here&#8230;. Have pity on me, good, kind man.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-cherry-orchard-by-anton-chekov-4\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3nh96N5\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Original Monologue by Joseph Arnone<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t look at me. (points) You. Eh, eh, eh\u2026when I address you, do not look at me. No eye contact. Is that understood? Look away. (beat) Okay, look at me now. (snaps her fingers) I told you not to look at me. Even if I tell you to look at me, do not look at me. Understood? Good, good darling. (she removes her gloves and hands them to her assistant) Oh! I have something in my eye, can you help me? (pointing) Looking, looking, looking! NO looking under all circumstances. You must raise up that attention span of yours. A fish could retain more darling. That is true. I have read it. Less attention span than a fish. Do not let that be you darling.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/original-monologue-by-joseph-arnone\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>The Admirable Crichton<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>LADY MARY: \u201cI sighted a herd near Penguin\u2019s Creek, but had to creep round Silver Lake to get to windward of them. However, they spotted me and then the fun began. There was nothing for it but to try and run them down, so I singled out a fat buck and away we went down the shore of the lake, up the valley of rolling stones; he doubled into Brawling River and took to the water, but I swam after him; the river is only half a mile broad there, but it runs strong. He went spinning down the rapids, down I went in pursuit; he clambered ashore, I clambered ashore; away we tore helter-skelter up the hill and down again. I lost him in the marshes, got on his track again near Bread Fruit Wood, and brought him down with an arrow in Firefly Grove.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-admirable-crichton\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3zcxRg7\">Watch This Movie<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>You\u2019re a Good Man, Charlie Brown<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>SALLY BROWN: \u201cA \u2018C\u2019? A \u2018C\u2019? I got a \u2018C\u2019 on my coathanger sculpture? How could anyone get a \u2018C\u2019 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 \u2018C\u2019? Perhaps I was being judged on the quality of coathanger itself out of which my creation was made\u2026now is this not also unfair? Am I to be judged by the quality of coat hangers that are used by the drycleaning establishment that returns our garments? Is that not the responsibility of my parents? Should they not share my \u2018C\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/youre-a-good-man-charlie-brown-monologue-2\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/42PbHy0\">Watch This Movie<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>A Midsummer Night Dream<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>HELENA:<\/strong> \u201cO, I am out of breath in this fond chase!The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.Happy is Hermia, wheresoe\u2019er she lies;For she hath blessed and attractive eyes. How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:If so, my eyes are oftener wash\u2019d than hers.No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;For beasts that meet me run away for fear:Therefore no marvel though Demetrius Do, as a monster fly my presence thus.What wicked and dissembling glass of mineMade me compare with Hermia\u2019s sphery eyne?But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound.Lysander if you live, good sir, awake\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/a-midsummer-nights-dream-by-william-shakespeare-act2-scene-2\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3ZpNCev\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Female Dramatic Monologues<\/strong> For Auditions<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p> Here are some more contemporary monologues for women that are more dramatic:<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Anna Christie By Eugene O&#8217;Neill<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>ANNA: I s&#8217;pose if I tried to tell you I wasn&#8217;t- that- no more you&#8217;d believe me, wouldn&#8217;t you? Yes, you would! And if I told you that yust getting out in this barge, and being on the sea had changed me and made me feel different about things,&#8217;s if all I&#8217;d been through wasn&#8217;t me and didn&#8217;t count and was yust like it never happened- you&#8217;d laugh, wouldn&#8217;t you? And you&#8217;d die laughing sure if I said that meeting you that funny way that night in the fog, and afterwards seeing that you was straight goods stuck on me, had got me to thinking for the first time, and I sized you up as a different kind of man- a sea man as different from the ones on land as water is from mud- and that was why I got stuck on you, too. I wanted to marry you and fool you, but I couldn&#8217;t. Don&#8217;t you see how I&#8217;d changed? I couldn&#8217;t marry you with you believing a lie- and I was shamed to tell you the truth- till the both of you forced my hand, and I seen you was the same as all the rest. And now, give me a bawling out and beat it, like I can tell you&#8217;re going to. Will you believe it if I tell you that loving you has made me- clean? It&#8217;s the straight goods, honest! Like hell you will! You&#8217;re like all the rest!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/anna-christie-by-eugene-oneill-2\/\">Download This Monologue <br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3LYeBuj\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>A Dolls House By Henrik Ibsen<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>NORA:<\/strong>&nbsp;You have never loved me. You have only thought it pleasant to be in love with me. It is perfectly true, Torvald. When I was at home with papa, he told me his opinion about everything, and so I had the same opinions; and if I differed from him I concealed the fact, because he would not have liked it. He called me his doll-child, and he played with me just as I used to play with my dolls. And when I came to live with you\u2013I mean that I was simply transferred from papa\u2019s hands into yours. You arranged everything according to your own taste, and so I got the same tastes as your else I pretended to, I am really not quite sure which\u2013I think sometimes the one and sometimes the other. When I look back on it, it seems to me as if I had been living here like a poor woman\u2013just from hand to mouth. I have existed merely to perform tricks for you, Torvald. But you would have it so. You and papa have committed a great sin against me. It is your fault that I have made nothing of my life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/a-dolls-house-by-henrik-ibsen\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/42YKVUe\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Ivanov By Anton Chekov<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>SASHA: What can you possibly have to tell me? That you are a man of honour? The whole world knows it. You had better tell me on your honour whether you understand what you have done or not. You have come in here as a man of honour and have insulted him so terribly that you have nearly killed me. When you used to follow him like a shadow and almost keep him from living, you were convinced that you were doing your duty and that you were acting like a man of honour. When you interfered in his private affairs, maligned him and criticised him; when you sent me and whomever else you could, anonymous letters, you imagined yourself to be an honourable man! And, thinking that that too was honourable, you, a doctor, did not even spare his dying wife or give her a moment&#8217;s peace from your suspicions. And no matter what violence, what cruel wrong you committed, you still imagined yourself to be an unusually honourable and clear-sighted man.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/ivanov-by-anton-chekov-3\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3ZtEOUO\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Lungs By Duncan MacMillan<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>WOMAN: Look. Alright. Listen, you have to understand, alright, I\u2019m thinking out loud here so please just let me talk, just let me think it through out loud. Please, alright, don\u2019t just jump in if I say something wrong or stupid, just let me think, okay. Because I\u2019ve always wanted \u2013 alright \u2013 and I\u2019m talking in the abstract, I\u2019ve always wanted, I\u2019ve always had a sense or an idea of myself, always defined myself, okay, as a person who would. That my purpose in life, that my function on this planet would be to. And not that I ever thought about it like that. It\u2019s only now because you\u2019re asking \u2013 or not asking but mentioning. Starting the conversation. Only because of that, that I\u2019m now even thinking about it. But it\u2019s always been sort of a given for me, an assumption ever since I was a little girl playing with dolls. I mean long, long before I met you. It\u2019s never been what I guess it should be which is a a a a a a an extension of an expression of, you know, fucking love or whatever. A coming together of two people. It\u2019s always been this, alright \u2013 and this will sound stupid and naive. But it\u2019s always been an image, I guess, of myself with a bump and glowing in that motherly \u2013 or pushing a pram or a cot, or a mobile above it or singing to it. Reading Beatrix Potter or Dr Seuss. I don\u2019t care, never cared about it being a boy or a girl. Just small and soft and adorable and with that milky head smell and the tiny socks and giggles and, yes, vomit even. It\u2019s all part of it. Looking after it. Caring for it. That\u2019s, I think, the impulse. And there\u2019s always been a father in the picture but sort of a blurring background generic man. I\u2019m sorry, it\u2019s just this picture of my life I\u2019ve always had since I was able to think and I\u2019ve never questioned it. Never.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/lungs-by-duncan-macmillan\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/40kngf4\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>In The Boom Boom Room By David Rabe<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>CHRISSY: Shut up! I think I said for you to shut up! Did I not say I am not in the mood? I am not in the mood! I got stuff to do I want it to be alone I do it. I gotta be makin\u2019 some resolutions about my stupid life. I can\u2019t not bite my fingernails. I can\u2019t not do it. I can\u2019t keep \u2018em long and red, because I\u2019m a person and I\u2019m a nervous person, and I diet and diet I might as well eat a barrel a marshmallows. My voice is not sexy or appealing. I try to raise it. I try to lower it. I got a list a good things to say to a man in bed, I say stupid stuff made up out outa my head. My hands are too big. My stockings bag all the time. Nothin\u2019 keeps me a man I want anyway. I mean, how\u2019m I gonna look like that? (Seizing a glamour magazine and thrusting the cover in Guy\u2019s face.) I can\u2019t do it. Not ever. And then maybe I finally get it right and my nails are long and red, I got on a new pretty dress, and I go out&#8211;I got earrings and perfume, new shiny shoes and rings all aglittery on my fingers, and they bring me back here and strip me down and a hunk of meat is all I am. Goddamn that rotten stinking Al and let him run off the end a the earth with that weird Ralphie!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/in-the-boom-boom-room-by-david-rabe\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3zcZEx2\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Proof By David Auburn <\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>CATHERINE: I lived with him. I spent my life with him. I fed him. Talked to him. Tried to listen when he talked. Talked to people who weren\u2019t there \u2026 Watched him shuffling around like a ghost. A very smelly ghost. He was filthy. I had to make sure he bathed. My own father. After my mother died it was just me here. I tried to keep him happy no matter what idiotic project he was doing. He used to read all day. He kept demanding more and more books. I took them out of the library by the carload. We had hundreds upstairs. Then I realized he wasn\u2019t reading: he believed aliens were sending him messages through the Dewey decimal numbers on the library books. He was trying to work out the code. Beautiful mathematics. The most elegant proofs, perfect proofs, proofs like music \u2026 Plus fashion tips, knock-knock jokes \u2013 I mean it was nuts, OK? Later the writing phase: scribbling nineteen, twenty hours a day \u2026 I ordered him a case of notebooks and he used every one. I dropped out of school \u2026 I\u2019m glad he\u2019s dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/proof-by-david-auburn-catherine\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3Kgc9hF\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Chapter Two By Neil Simon<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>JENNIE: You know what you want better than me, George\u2026 I don\u2019t know what you expect to find out there, except a larger audience for your two shows a day of suffering\u2026 I know I\u2019m not as smart as you. Maybe I can\u2019t analyse and theorise and speculate on why we behave as we do and react as we do and suffer guilt and love and hate. You read all those books, not me\u2026 But there\u2019s one thing I do know. I know how I feel. I know I can stand here watching you try to destroy everything I\u2019ve ever wanted in my life, wanting to smash your face with my fists because you won\u2019t even make the slightest effort to opt for happiness- and still know that I love you. That\u2019s always so clear to me. It\u2019s the one place I get all my strength from\u2026 You mean so much to me that I am willing to take all your abuse and insults and insensitivity- because that\u2019s what you need to do to prove I\u2019m not going to leave you. I can\u2019t promise I\u2019m not going to die, George. That\u2019s asking too much. But if you want to test me, go ahead and test me. You want to leave, leave! But I\u2019m not the one who\u2019s going to walk away. I don\u2019t know if I can take it forever, but I can take it for tonight and I can take it next week. Next month I may be a little shaky\u2026 But I\u2019ll tell you something, George. No matter what you say about me, I feel so good about myself- better than I felt when I ran from Cleveland and was frightened to death of New York. Better than I felt when Gus was coming home at two o\u2019 clock in the morning just to change his clothes. Better than I felt when I thought there was no one in the world out there for me, and better than I felt the night before we got married and I thought that I wasn\u2019t good enough for you. Well, I am! I\u2019m wonderful! I\u2019m nuts about me! And if you\u2019re stupid enough to throw someone sensational like me aside, then you don\u2019t deserve as good as you\u2019ve got! I am sick and tired of running from places and people and relationships\u2026 And don\u2019t tell me what I want because I\u2019ll tell you want I want. I want a home and I want a family- and I want a career, too. And I want a dog and I want a cat and I want three goldfish. I want everything! There\u2019s no harm in wanting it, George, because there\u2019s not a chance in hell we\u2019re going to get it all anyway. But if you don\u2019t want it you\u2019ve got even less chance than that\u2026 Everyone\u2019s out there looking for easy answers. And if you don\u2019t find it at home, hop into another bed and maybe you\u2019ll come up lucky. Maybe! You\u2019d be just as surprised as me at some of the \u201cmaybe\u2019s\u201d I\u2019ve seen out there lately. Well, none of that for me, George. You want me, then fight for me, because I\u2019m fighting like hell for you. I think we\u2019re both worth it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/chapter-two-by-neil-simon\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3Zntk55\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Cat On A Hot Tin Roof By Tennessee Williams<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>MAGGIE: Brick, y\u2019know I\u2019ve been so God damn disgustingly poor all my life!- That\u2019s the truth, Brick! Always had to suck up to people I couldn\u2019t stand because they had money and I was poor as Job\u2019s turkey. You don\u2019t know what it\u2019s like. Well, I\u2019ll tell you, it\u2019s like you would feel a thousand miles away from Echo Spring!- And had to get back to it on that broken ankle\u2026 without a crutch! That\u2019s how it feels to be as poor as Job\u2019s turkey and have to suck up to relatives that you hated because they had money and all you had was a bunch of hand-me-down clothes and a few old moldy three per cent government bonds. My daddy loved his liquor, he fell in love with his liquor the same way you\u2019ve fallen in love with Echo Spring!- And my poor Mama, having to maintain some semblance of social position, to keep appearances up, on an income of one hundred and fifty dollars a month on those old government bonds! When I came out, the year I made my debut, I had just two evening dresses! One Mother made me from a pattern in Vogue, the other a hand-me-down from a snotty rich cousin I hated! -The dress that I married you in was my grandmother\u2019s weddin\u2019 gown\u2026 So that\u2019s why I\u2019m like a cat on a hot tin roof! You can be young without money but you can\u2019t be old without it. You\u2019ve got to be old with money because to be old without it is just too awful, you\u2019ve got to be one or the other, either young or with money, you can\u2019t be old and without it.- That\u2019s the truth, Brick\u2026 <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/cat-on-a-hot-tin-roof-by-tennessee-williams\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3zfZJ36\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Bull By Mike Bartlett<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>ISOBEL: When she hears you\u2019re out of work, her low estimation of you will drop even further. It will. I promise. She won\u2019t be surprised. She won\u2019t be like \u201coh my god he lost his job!\u201d \u2013 she\u2019ll be like \u201cof course he lost his job, the fucking retard. Good job I got out when I could. Wouldn\u2019t want Harry to see too much of him though. Better not let Harry to grow up into this distorted, disabled, fucking image of his fucking drip of a father.\u201d I expect that\u2019s what she\u2019ll think. It\u2019s tough isn\u2019t it? Life. Is it a lot more difficult than what you\u2019d thought it would be? I mean, I\u2019m sure you thought it was going to be difficult but that through sheer hard work and practice and training and inspiration \u2013 and in your case perspiration \u2013 that you would come through and in the end succeed. Because you thought, y\u2019know, in this country at least, it was, at the end of the day, a meritocracy. And that fair play and honest, transparent work behaviour would be rewarded in the end. That bad people like me would fall by the wayside. And good people like you would triumph. Is that what you thought? Oops.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/bull-by-mike-bartlett\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3lMF5EF\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Male Dramatic Monologues<\/strong> For Auditions<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Here are some male dramatic monologues that are sure to wow the school of your choice: <\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>The Seagull By Anton Chekhov<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>TREPLEV: She loves me \u2013 she loves me not\u2026She loves me \u2013 she loves me not\u2026 Loves me, loves me not. (laughs) There you are \u2013 she doesn\u2019t love me. Well, of course she doesn\u2019t. She wants to live and love and dress in light colours, and there am I, twenty-five years old, perpetually reminding her that she\u2019s stopped being young. When I\u2019m not there she\u2019s thirty-two \u2013 when I am she\u2019s forty-three; and that\u2019s why she hates me. Then again I don\u2019t acknowledge the theatre. She loves the theatre \u2013 she thinks she\u2019s serving humanity and the sacred cause of art, whereas in my view the modern theatre is an anthology of stereotypes and received ideas. When the curtain goes up, and there, in a room with three walls lit by artificial lighting because it\u2019s always evening, these great artists, these high priests in the temple of art, demonstrate how people eat and drink, how they love and walk about and wear their suits; when out of these banal scenes and trite words they attempt to extract a moral \u2013 some small and simple moral with a hundred household uses; when under a thousand different disguises they keep serving me up the same old thing, the same old thing, the same old thing \u2013 then I run and don\u2019t stop running, just as Maupassant ran from the sight of the Eiffel Tower, that weighed on his brain with its sheer vulgarity. What we need are new artistic forms. And if we don\u2019t get new forms it would be better if we had nothing at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-seagull-by-anton-chekhov\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/40GGR99\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Mercy By Adam Szymkowicz<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>IAN: I feel like such a fucking idiot. You come over looking for a friend and I&#8217;m . . . I guess I thought . . . I&#8217;ve always had this problem. It&#8217;s not just you. Sometimes you see the signals you want to see instead of the signals that are actually there. I used to ask. I used to say, \u201a\u00c4\u00facan I kiss you now\u201a\u00c4\u00f9 but it&#8217;s so unromantic. So unspontaneous. I just thought . . . But yeah. Sorry about that. I guess I needed you to want that whether or not you did. I guess I just really need something right now. This whole thing has been really fucked up. Not just being sober, but . . . I was a whole different person. I never thought I&#8217;d be the kind of person who &#8212; It&#8217;s been really hard to get through the day. I stopped drinking because I had to. I couldn&#8217;t keep going that way but now I&#8217;m trying to figure out how to keep living, you know? I&#8217;m running out of reasons to stay alive. Not that &#8212; I&#8217;m sorry. This isn&#8217;t your problem. You don&#8217;t want to hear this. Right? Ted? Are you still there?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/mercy-by-adam-szymkowicz-ian\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3KgiNo4\">Buy This Play <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Wink By Phoebe Eclair-Powell<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p> MARK: When dad died he had this shit blog he was really proud of \u2013 before Tumblr was even a thing and you would\u2019ve thought he had just invented space travel cos he was beaming for days, going upstairs to put another post on \u2013 \u201cgotta keep my views up, son,\u201d and he would look at me like \u201csee, we understand each other\u201d but I told him that no fucker in their right mind wanted to know about middle-aged running clubs and he said \u201cthat\u2019s where you\u2019re wrong, son, that\u2019s where you are so very wrong.\u201d He would say that a lot, and try not to let me get to him, because for some reason I used to like to undermine him even though I loved him. When he signed up for the London Marathon he linked it to his JustGiving page and it was like he had landed on the moon. Mum said it was unfair that a man that fit should just drop down dead and her friend said \u2013 \u201cit\u2019s always the ones you least suspect.\u201d And I told her to go fuck herself in my head but not out loud because everyone looks at you really hard when it\u2019s your father\u2019s funeral. Shannon did a lot of fainting which was annoying, and Mum kept holding my hand saying \u201cthank you for keeping it together \u2013 we need you to keep us all together\u201d and so I decided that I wasn\u2019t going to be what they needed. Online there are people who create Facebook pages for dead people, loved ones, relatives, pets. My mum wanted me to make a page on his blog to tell people what had happened \u2013 \u201cthey need to know\u201d she said, \u201cthey\u2019re not pen pals, Mum, that\u2019s not how it works, they\u2019ll just think he gave up blogging for a bit\u201d and I rolled my eyes at her for a full stop. Sometimes I did check it, just to see if he\u2019d had any more views, but then I realised I was the one making the counter go up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/wink-by-phoebe-eclair-powell\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/40mQ0Ul\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Cock By Mike Bartlett<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>JOHN: I\u2019m sorry I\u2019m not speaking, I\u2019m sorry, I know it\u2019s weird but I\u2019m trying to work out how to handle this who to be because I\u2019m two different people with the two of you when you\u2019re separate and now I\u2019m in the middle and no one. I have absolutely no idea who I am. Everyone else seems to have a personality, a character but I\u2019ve never, I\u2019ve never \u2013 I used to do voices, I remember this, and I don\u2019t think anyone can really understand it when I say it but I remember one moment when I couldn\u2019t think what was my own voice, I\u2019d been doing high voices and northern voices and men\u2019s voices and impressions of the teachers and my dad, and people on the telly and everyone was laughing and I tried to go back to my own voice but I couldn\u2019t remember what it is. And I always stand in front of the mirror for ages, every day I never know what to wear, when I go shopping for clothes I bring him and he says it\u2019s up to you, what do you like, and I think I don\u2019t know I don\u2019t have a fucking clue just choose something that isn\u2019t too strange, that means I don\u2019t look like a fucking idiot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/cock-mike-bartlett-monologue-john\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3LYKaUQ\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>The Glass Menagerie By Tennessee Williams<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>TOM: I didn\u2019t go to the moon. I went much further\u2013for time is the longest distance between two places. Not long after that I was fired for writing a poem on the lid of a shoebox. I left St. Louis. I descended the steps of the fire escape for a last time and followed, from then on, in my father\u2019s footsteps, attempting to find in motion what was lost in space. I traveled around a great deal. The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly coloured but torn away from their branches. I would have stopped, but I was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares, taking me altogether by surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass. Perhaps I am walking along a street at night, in some strange city, before I have found companions. I pass the lighted window of a shop where perfume is sold. The window is filled with pieces of coloured glass, tiny transparent bottles in delicate colours, like bits of a shattered rainbow. Then all at once my sister touches my shoulder. I turn around and look into her eyes. Oh Laura, Laura, I tried to leave you behind me, but I am more faithful than I intended to be! I reach for a cigarette, I cross the street, I run into the movies or a bar, I buy a drink, I speak to the nearest stranger\u2013anything that can blow your candles out! For nowadays the world is lit by lightning! Blow out your candles, Laura \u2013 and so goodbye\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-glass-menagerie-by-tennessee-williams-4\/\">Download This Monologue <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3JW4y6m\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Orpheus Descending By Tennessee Williams<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>VAL: You know they&#8217;s a kind of bird that don&#8217;t have legs so it can&#8217;t light on nothing but has to stay all its life on its wing in the sky? That&#8217;s true. I seen one once, it had died and fallen to earth and it was light blue colored and its body was tiny as your little finger, that&#8217;s the truth, it had a body as tiny as your little finger and so light on the palm of your hand it didn&#8217;t weigh more than a feather, but its wings spread out this wide but they was transparent, the color of the sky and you could see through them. That&#8217;s what they call protection coloring. You can&#8217;t tell those birds from the sky and that&#8217;s why the hawks don&#8217;t catch them, don&#8217;t see them up there in the high blue sky near the sun! But those little birds they don&#8217;t have no legs at all and they live their whole lives on the wing, and they sleep on the wind, that&#8217;s how they sleep at night, they just spread their wings and go to sleep on the wind like other birds fold their wings and go to sleep on a tree&#8230;. They sleep on the wind and&#8230; (His eyes grow soft and vague.) Never light on this earth but one time when they die!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/orpheus-descending-by-tennessee-williams\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3LZJWNA\">Buy This Play<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>A View From The Bridge By Arthur Miller<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>ALFIERI: You wouldn\u2019t have known it, but something amusing has just happened. You see how uneasily they nod to me? That\u2019s because I am a lawyer. In this neighborhood to meet a lawyer or a priest on the street is unlucky. We\u2019re only thought of in connection with disasters, and they\u2019d rather not get too close. I often think that behind that suspicious little nod of theirs lie three thousand years of distrust. A lawyer means the law, and in Sicily, from where their fathers came, the law has not been a friendly idea since the Greeks were beaten. I am inclined to notice the ruins in things, perhaps because I was born in Italy . . . I only came here when I was twenty-five. In those days, Al Capone, the greatest Carthaginian of all, was learning his trade on these pavements, and Frankie Yale himself was cut precisely in half by a machine gun on the corner of Union Street, two blocks away. Oh, there were many here who were justly shot by unjust men. Justice is very important here. But this is Red Hook, not Sicily. This is the slum that faces the bay on the seaward side of Brooklyn Bridge. This is the gullet of New York swallowing the tonnage of the world. And now we are quite civilized, quite American. Now we settle for half, and I like it better. I no longer keep a pistol in my filing cabinet. And my practice is entirely unromantic. My wife has warned me, so have my friends; they tell me the people in this neighborhood lack elegance, glamour. After all, who have I dealt with in my life? Longshoremen and their wives, and fathers and grandfathers, compensation cases, evictions, family squabbles \u2013 the petty troubles of the poor \u2013 and yet . . . every few years there is still a case, and as the parties tell me what the trouble is, the flat air in my office suddenly washes in with the green scent of the sea, the dust in this air is blown away and the thought comes that in some Caesar\u2019s year, in Calabria perhaps or on the cliff at Syracuse, another lawyer, quite differently dressed, heard the same complaint and sat there as powerless as I, and watched it run its bloody course.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Burn This By Lanford Wilson<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>PALE: Well, see, fine, you got these little social phrases and politenesses&#8211;all they show me is this&#8211;like&#8211;giganticness of unconcern with your \u201cI\u2019m sorrys,\u201d man. The fuckin\u2019 world is going down the fuckin\u2019 toilet on \u201cI\u2019m sorrys.\u201d I\u2019m sorry is this roll of toilet paper&#8211;they\u2019re growing whole forests, for people to wipe their asses on with their \u201cI\u2019m sorrys.\u201d Be a tree. For one day. And know that that tree over there is gonna be maybe music paper, the Boss is gonna make forty million writin\u2019 some poor-slob-can\u2019t-get-work song on. This tree is gonna be ten-dollar bills, get passed around, buy things, mean something, hear stories; we got sketch pads and fuckin\u2019 \u201cI don\u2019t love you anymore\u201d letters pinned to some creep\u2019s pillow&#8211;something of import. Headlines, box scores, some great book or movie script&#8211;Jack Nicholson\u2019s gonna mark you all up, say whatever he wishes to, anyway, out in some fuckin\u2019 desert, you\u2019re supposed to be his text, he\u2019s gonna lay out this line of coke on you-Tree over there is gonna be in some four-star restaurant, they\u2019re gonna call him parchment, bake pompano in him. And you\u2019re stuck in the ground, you can\u2019t go nowhere, all you know is some fuckin\u2019 junkie\u2019s gonna wipe his ass and flush you down the East River. Go floating out past the Statue of Liberty all limp and covered with shit, get tangled up in some Saudi Arabian oil tanker\u2019s fuckin\u2019 propellers&#8211;you got maybe three hundred years before you drift down to Brazil somewhere and get a chance to maybe be a coffee bush. \u201cI\u2019m sorrys\u201d are fuck, man.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/burn-this-by-lanford-wilson\/\">Download This Monologue <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3Gv3qpq\">Buy This Play <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Sankebit By David Marshall Grant<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>JONATHAN: I can\u2019t believe you never told me you slept with my wife three months before I was married. Don\u2019t say anything. I don\u2019t want you to say anything. I just think there\u2019s been too many secrets at the table, that\u2019s all. I don\u2019t want any more secrets, okay. I\u2019m out in the hallway, you\u2019re in the kitchen. God, I miss you Michael. I want us to be closer. I need you, really. Please. I\u2019m going to a shrink, okay? I\u2019m going to cure myself. I have to. Nobody likes me anymore. She\u2019ll come home, I know she will. I mean, we\u2019ve been married ten years, you make allowances. I\u2019m a shit I admit it. But what nobody seems to give me credit for, is I hate myself. I accomplish a thing just to see how worthless it is. I know that. I eat myself basically. I keep winning, watching it prove nothing but my own failure. She\u2019s the only thing I didn\u2019t win, Michael. She took me. I don\u2019t know why. I have to keep her. We\u2019ll make up. We\u2019ve been doing it for a decade. And if we can\u2019t, we\u2019ll bury it, like nuclear waste, and we\u2019ll move on. We\u2019ve done it before. That\u2019s what people do. Do you remember when your mother died and I hugged you? I was a better person then. I want to help you. I\u2019m sorry, I don\u2019t know what to say. You gotta feel snakebit. Michael, you\u2019re going to be fine. They know so much more now. I know you\u2019re going to be fine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/sankebit-by-david-marshall-grant\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3UqAOn1\">Buy This Play <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Disgraced by Ayad Akhtar<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>AMIR: You keep saying that like it means something. You still don\u2019t get it. The Quran is about tribal life in a seventh-century desert, Isaac. The point isn\u2019t just academic. There\u2019s a result to believing that a book written about life in a specific society fifteen hundred years ago is the word of God: You start wanting to re-create that society. After all, it\u2019s the only one in which the Quran makes any literal sense. That\u2019s why you have people like the Taliban. They\u2019re trying to re-create the world in the image of the one that\u2019s in the Quran. Amir has since gotten up from the table and is now pouring himself another drink. Here\u2019s the kicker. And this is the real problem: It goes way deeper than the Taliban. To be Muslim\u2014truly\u2014means not only that you believe all this. It means you fight for it, too. Politics follows faith? No distinction between mosque and state? Remember all that? So if the point is that the world in the Quran was a better place than this world, well, then let\u2019s go back. Let\u2019s stone adulterers. Let\u2019s cut off the hands of thieves. Let\u2019s kill the unbelievers. And so, even if you\u2019re one of those lapsed Muslims sipping your after-dinner scotch alongside your beautiful white American wife\u2014and watching the news and seeing folks in the Middle East dying for values you were taught were purer\u2014and stricter\u2014and truer\u2026 you can\u2019t help but feel just a little a bit of pride. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/disgraced-by-ayad-akhtar-2\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/40UZPJF\">Buy This Play <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Male and Female Classical Monologues<\/strong> For Auditions<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p>Many programs ask you to include at least one classical monologue, so if you\u2019re looking for classical monologues for women or classical monologues for men, here are ten to pick from:<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Agamemnon by Aeschylus (Male)<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>AGAMEMNON: And what and I supposed to tell them?<br>It\u2019s too late for turning back. Too late.<br>You Gods,<br>How cleartell this heartache?<br>How begin to break the binds<br>Of these threads in which I\u2019m now entwined?<br>Some Gods plays with me and my plans,<br>His cunning far outwits my petty wiles.<br>The rabble live with lighter load,<br>Unencumbered, they can cry<br>When the fates fuck them around.<br>Not so us people of position,<br>We must appearances preserve.<br>We are the slaves of our supporters.<br>Trapped helpless in their gaze.<br>What can I do?<br>I am ashamed to show my grief,<br>Yet it is shameful not to shed a tear,<br>Such misfortune now enmesh me.<br>You Gods, were things not bad enough<br>Without Klytaimnestra coming too?<br>With what words will I greet my wife?<br>With what face can I look at her?<br>A mother must tend to her daughter, I suppose,<br>On her daughter\u2019s wedding day.<br>Though this father grieves at how<br>He must give his child away.<br>My child,<br>My ill-starred child,<br>Who will now honeymoon with Hades<br>On her knees she\u2019ll beg me;<br>Father, do not marry me to martyrdom, Papa-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/agamemnon-by-aeschylus\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>The Merchant of Venice By William Shakespeare (Female) <\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>PORTIA:<br>If to do were as easy as to know what were good to<br>do, chapels had been churches and poor men\u2019s<br>cottages princes\u2019 palaces. It is a good divine that<br>follows his own instructions: I can easier teach<br>twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the<br>twenty to follow mine own teaching. The brain may<br>devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps<br>o\u2019er a cold decree: such a hare is madness the<br>youth, to skip o\u2019er the meshes of good counsel the<br>cripple. But this reasoning is not in the fashion to<br>choose me a husband. O me, the word \u2018choose!\u2019 I may<br>neither choose whom I would nor refuse whom I<br>dislike; so is the will of a living daughter curbed<br>by the will of a dead father. Is it not hard,<br>Nerissa, that I cannot choose one nor refuse none?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/the-merchant-of-venice-by-william-shakespeare\/\">Download This Monologue<br><\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">All\u2019s Well That Ends Well By William Shakespeare (Male) <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>PAROLLES: It is not politic in the commonwealth of nature to preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is rational increase, and there was never virgin got till virginity was first lost. That you were made of is metal to make virgins. Virginity by being once lost may be ten times found; by being ever kept is ever lost. &#8216;Tis too cold a companion. Away with&#8217;t! &#8216;Tis against the rule of nature. To speak on the part of virginity is to accuse your mothers, which is most infallible disobedience. He that hangs himself is a virgin; virginity murders itself, and should be buried in highways out of all sanctified limit, as a desperate offendress against nature. Virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese, consumes itself to the very paring, and so dies with feeding his own stomach. Besides, virginity is peevish, proud, idle, made of self-love, which is the most inhibited sin in the canon. Keep it not; you cannot choose but lose by&#8217;t. Out with&#8217;t! Within ten year it will make itself ten, which is a goodly increase, and the principal itself not much the worse. Away with&#8217;t! &#8216;Tis a commodity will lose the gloss with lying: the longer kept, the less worth. Off with&#8217;t while &#8217;tis vendible; answer the time of request. Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her cap out of fashion, richly suited, but unsuitable, just like the brooch and the toothpick, which wear not now. Your date is better in your pie and your porridge than in your cheek; and your virginity, your old virginity, is like one of our French withered pears: it looks ill, it eats drily. Marry, &#8217;tis a withered pear; it was formerly better; marry, yet &#8217;tis a withered pear! Will you anything with it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Medea by <em>Euripides <\/em>(Male) <\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>JASON: I ought not to be rash, it seems, in speech,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But like the skilful pilot, who, with sails<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Scarce half unfurled, his bark more surely guides,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Escape, O woman, your ungoverned tongue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Since you the benefits on me conferred<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Exaggerate in so proud a strain, I deem<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That I to Venus only, and no god<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Or man beside, my prosperous voyage owe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Although a wondrous subtlety of soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To you belong, &#8217;twere an invidious speech<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For me to make should I relate how Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>By his inevitable shafts constrained you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To save my life. I will not therefore state<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This argument too nicely, but allow,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As you did aid me, it was kindly done.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But by preserving me have you gained more<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Than you bestowed, as I shall prove: and first,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Transplanted from barbaric shores, you dwell<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In Grecian regions, and have here been taught<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To act as justice and the laws ordain,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nor follow the caprice of brutal strength.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>By all the Greeks your wisdom is perceived,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And you acquire renown; but had you still<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Inhabited that distant spot of earth,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You never had been named. I would not wish<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For mansions heaped with gold, or to exceed<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The sweetest notes of Orpheus&#8217; magic lyre,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Were those unfading wreaths which fame bestows<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>From me withheld by fortune. I thus far<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On my own labours only have discoursed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For you this odious strife of words began.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But in espousing Creon&#8217;s royal daughter,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With which you have reproached me, I will prove<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That I in acting thus am wise and chaste,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That I to you have been the best of friends,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And to our children. But make no reply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Since hither Iolchos&#8217; land I came,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Accompanied by many woes, and such<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As could not be avoided, what device<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>More advantageous would an exile frame<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Than wedding the king&#8217;s daughter? Not through hate<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To you, which you reproach me with, not smitten<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With love for a new consort, or a wish<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The number of my children to augment:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For those we have already might suffice,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I complain not. But to me it seemed<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of great importance that we both might live<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As suits our rank, nor suffer abject need,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well knowing that each friend avoids the poor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I also wished to educate our sonsIn such a manner as befits my race<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And with their noble brothers yet unborn,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Make them one family, that thus, my house<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Cementing, I might prosper. In some measure<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is it your interest too that by my bride<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I should have sons, and me it much imports,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>By future children, to provide for those<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Who are in being. Have I judged amiss?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You would not censure me, unless your soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Were by a rival stung. But your whole sex<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hath these ideas; if in marriage blest<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ye deem nought wanting, but if some reverse<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of fortune e&#8217;er betide the nuptial couch,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>All that was good and lovely ye abhor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Far better were it for the human race<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Had children been produced by other means,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No females e&#8217;er existing: hence might man<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Exempt from every evil have remained.<br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Much Ado About Nothing By William Shakespeare (Male)<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>BENEDICK: This can be no trick: the conference was sadly borne. They have the truth of this from Hero. They seem to pity the lady: it seems her affections have their full bent. Love me! why, it must be requited. I hear how I am censured: they say I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive the love come from her; they say too that she will rather die than give any sign of affection. I did never think to marry: I must not seem proud: happy are they that hear their detractions and can put them to mending. They say the lady is fair; \u2019tis a truth, I can bear them witness; and virtuous; \u2019tis so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving me; by my troth, it is no addition to her wit, nor no great argument of her folly, for I will be horribly in love with her. I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage: but doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. Here comes Beatrice. By this day! she\u2019s a fair lady: I do spy some marks of love in her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues\/much-ado-about-nothing-by-william-shakespeare-act2-scene3\/\">Download This Monologue<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Macbeth By William Shakespeare (Female)<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>HECATE: Have I not reason, beldams as you are,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Saucy and overbold? How did you dare<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To trade and traffic with Macbeth<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In riddles and affairs of death;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I, the mistress of your charms,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The close contriver of all harms,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Was never called to bear my part<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Or show the glory of our art?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And, which is worse, all you have done<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hath been but for a wayward son,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Loves for his own ends, not for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But make amends now: get you gone<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And at the pit of Acheron<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Meet me i&#8217; th&#8217; morning. Thither he<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Will come to know his destiny.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Your vessels and your spells provide,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Your charms and everything beside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I am for th&#8217; air. This night I&#8217;ll spend<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Unto a dismal and a fatal end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Great business must be wrought ere noon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Upon the corner of the moon<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There hangs a vap&#8217;rous drop profound;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I&#8217;ll catch it ere it come to ground:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And that, distilled by magic sleights,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Shall raise such artificial sprites<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As by the strength of their illusion<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Shall draw him on to his confusion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His hopes &#8216;bove wisdom, grace, and fear:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And you all know security<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is mortals&#8217; chiefest enemy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[Music, and a song.] <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hark! I am called. My little spirit, see,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Ajax by Sophocles (Female)<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>TECMESSA: You shall hear all that passed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Being sharers in the event. At dead of night,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When the evening campfires no longer blazed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He grasped his two-edged weapon, and seemed bent<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To sally upon some errand, objectless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I, in surprise, said to him &#8220;What dost thou, Ajax?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Why thus unsummoned either by the voice<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of messengers, or any trumpet-call,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Goest thou forth? Now the whole host is sleeping!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8220;But briefly he replied and in cant phrase;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8220;Woman, a woman should be seen, not heard.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I held my tongue, and he rushed forth alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>What there befell him truly I cannot say;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But he came in and brought, bound all together,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Bulls, herdmen&#8217;s dogs and fleecy spoil of sheep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some he beheaded; of some, their heads bent upward,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He cut the throats and clave the chins in twain,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And some he bound and tortured, as if human,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(Though it was cattle he fell on;) and at last<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Rushing out through the door he hurled up words<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To a phantom, some against Atridae, some<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>About Ulysses, laughing loud and long<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At all the outrage he had wreaked on them;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then darting back into the hut, once more<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hardly and by degrees he comes to reason;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When looking on the chamber filled with havock <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He shrieked, and smote his head. Then he sat down,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Flinging himself among the weltering wrack<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of sheep that he had butchered, and clutched hold <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Upon his hair with his clenched fists. Since then, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Most of the time he sat, uttering no sound;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After, he threatened me&#8211;&#8217;twas terrible!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If I disclosed not all that had befallen, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And questioned me, what could have come to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>O friends, in fear, I told him the whole story, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So far as I well knew it. Instantly <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He burst out crying lamentably&#8211;cries <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Such as I never heard from him before. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For clamour of the kind, he ever taught, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Belonged to base and pusillanimous spirits; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Rather, suppressing all shrill outcries, he <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Would groan, low, like the rumbling of a bull. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now, prostrate under such adversity, <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He, without meat or drink, sits on the ground <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Among the beasts his edge has dealt on, dumb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And plain it is he meditates no good; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That way, at least, his words and wailings tend. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But O dear friends&#8211;for therefore was my errand-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Come in and help us, if by any means <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You have the power; for such men as he <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Are conquered by the counsels of a friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Octavia By Lucius Annaeus Seneca (Female)<\/strong> <\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>OCTAVIA: Though I should endure what must be borne, ne&#8217;er could my woes be ended, save by gloomy death. With my mother slain, my father by crime snatched from me, robbed of my brother, by wretchedness and grief o&#8217;erwhelmed, by sorrow crushed, by my husband hated, and set beneath my slave, the sweet light brings no joy to me; for my heart is ever trembling, not with the fear of death, but of crime &#8212; be crime but lacking to my misfortunes, death will be delight. For &#8217;tis a punishment far worse than death to look in the tyrant&#8217;s face, all swollen with rage &#8216;gainst wretched me, to kiss my foe, to fear his very nod, obedience to whom my smarting grief could not endure after my brother&#8217;s death, most sinfully destroyed, whose throne he usurps, and rejoices in being the worker of a death unspeakable. How oft does my brother&#8217;s sad shade appear before my eyes when rest has relaxed my body, and sleep weighed down my eyes, weary with weeping. Now with smoking torches he arms his feeble hands, and with deadly purpose aims at his brother&#8217;s eyes and face; and now in trembling fright takes refuge in my chamber; his enemy pursues and, e&#8217;en while the lad clings in my embrace, savagely he thrusts his sword through both our bodies. Then trembling and mighty terror banish my slumbers, and bring back to my wretched heart its grief and fear. Add to all this the proud concubine, bedecked with our house&#8217;s spoil, as gift for whom the son set his own mother on the Stygian bark; and, when she had o&#8217;ercome dread shipwreck and the sea, himself more pitiless than ocean&#8217;s waves, slew her with the sword. What hope of safety, after crimes so great, have I? My victorious foe threatens my chamber, blazes with hate of me, and, as the reward of her adultery, demands of my husband his lawful consort&#8217;s head. Arise thou, my father, from the shades and bring help to thy daughter who calls on thee; or else, rending the earth, lay bare the Stygian abyss, that I may plunge thither headlong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><br><strong>Medea By <em>Euripides <\/em>(Female)<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p> MEDEA: O my sons!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My sons! ye have a city and a house<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Where, leaving hapless me behind, without<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A mother ye for ever shall reside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I to other realms an exile go,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ere any help from you I could derive,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Or see you blest; the hymeneal pomp,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The bride, the genial couch, for you adorn,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And in these hands the kindled torch sustain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>How wretched am I through my own perverseness!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You, O my sons, I then in vain have nurtured,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In vain have toiled, and, wasted with fatigue,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Suffered the pregnant matron&#8217;s grievous throes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On you, in my afflictions, many hopes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I founded erst: that ye with pious care<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Would foster my old age, and on the bier<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Extend me after death&#8211;much envied lot<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of mortals; but these pleasing anxious thoughts<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Are vanished now; for, losing you, a life<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of bitterness and anguish shall I lead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But as for you, my sons, with those dear eyes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Fated no more your mother to behold,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hence are ye hastening to a world unknown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Why do ye gaze on me with such a look<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of tenderness, or wherefore smile? for these<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Are your last smiles. Ah wretched, wretched me!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>What shall I do? My resolution fails.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sparkling with joy now I their looks have seen,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My friends, I can no more. To those past schemes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I bid adieu, and with me from this land<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My children will convey. Why should I cause<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A twofold portion of distress to fall<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On my own head, that I may grieve the sire<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>By punishing his sons? This shall not be:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Such counsels I dismiss. But in my purpose<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>What means this change? Can I prefer derision,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And with impunity permit the foe<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To &#8216;scape? My utmost courage I must rouse:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For the suggestion of these tender thoughts<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Proceeds from an enervate heart. My sons,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Enter the regal mansion. [Exuent SONS.] As for those<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Who deem that to be present were unholy<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>While I the destined victims offer up,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Let them see to it. This uplifted arm<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Shall never shrink. Alas! alas! my soul <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Commit not such a deed. Unhappy woman,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Desist and spare thy children; we will live<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Together, they in foreign realms shall cheer<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Thy exile. No, by those avenging fiends<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Who dwell with Pluto in the realms beneath,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This shall not be, nor will I ever leave<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My sons to be insulted by their foes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They certainly must die; since then they must,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I bore and I will slay them: &#8217;tis a deed<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Resolved on, nor my purpose will I change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Full well I know that now the royal bride<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Wears on her head the magic diadem,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And in the variegated robe expires:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But, hurried on by fate, I tread a path<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of utter wretchedness, and them will plunge<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Into one yet more wretched. To my sons<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Fain would I say: &#8220;O stretch forth your right hands<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ye children, for your mother to embrace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>O dearest hands, ye lips to me most dear,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Engaging features and ingenuous looks,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>May ye be blest, but in another world;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For by the treacherous conduct of your sire<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Are ye bereft of all this earth bestowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Farewell, sweet kisses&#8211;tender limbs, farewell!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And fragrant breath! I never more can bear<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To look on you, my children.&#8221; My afflictions<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Have conquered me; I now am well aware<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>What crimes I venture on: but rage, the cause<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of woes most grievous to the human race,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Over my better reason hath prevailed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><br><strong>As You Like It By William Shakespeare<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>PHEBE: I would not by thy executioner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I fly thee, for I would not injure thee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Thou tell&#8217;st me there is murder in mine eye:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8216;Tis pretty, sure, and very probable<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That eyes, that are the frail&#8217;st and softest things,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Who shut their coward gates on atomies,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Should be called tyrants, butchers, murderers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now I do frown on thee with all my heart,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now counterfeit to swound; why, not fall down;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Or if thou canst not, O, for shame, for shame,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Scratch thee but with a pin, and there remains<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some scar of it; lean upon a rush,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The cicatrice and capable impressure<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine eyes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nor I am sure there is no force in eyesThat can do hurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Here are some additional tips from industry professionals:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li><strong>Choose a monologue from a play that you have seen or read.<\/strong>&nbsp;This will help you understand the character and the context of the monologue.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>Don&#8217;t be afraid to make the monologue your own.<\/strong>&nbsp;Add your own personal touches to the monologue to make it more interesting and engaging.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>Be confident and have fun!<\/strong>&nbsp;The most important thing is to enjoy the process and to let your personality shine through.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p><br>Final Thoughts <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Finding good monologues for auditions or college audition monologues can be challenging, but any of the above options should impress your drama school! Thank you and hope you can find a piece out of the 50 Great Monologues For Auditions!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-actors\">MONOLOGUES FOR ACTORS<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>50 Great Monologues For Auditions Are you an actor searching for the perfect audition monologue? Look no further! In this article, we&#8217;ll explore the essential qualities of a good audition monologue and how to choose the one that&#8217;s right for you. Here we break down the key elements that will make your monologue stand out in any audition. If you&#8217;re preparing for a college audition, you found the right page. A good audition monologue should demonstrate your emotional range, versatility, and connection to the character. By choosing a piece that is tailored to the project and role, you&#8217;ll increase your<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":14291,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"content-type":"","_eb_attr":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,12,13],"tags":[85,63,62],"class_list":["post-5780","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-all-blog-posts","category-monologues-for-men","category-monologues-for-women","tag-shakespeare","tag-theater","tag-theater-roles-for-women"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v26.6 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>Monologues For Auditions | We Are Actors<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"50 Great Monologues For Auditions. The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you\" \/>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Monologues For Auditions | We Are Actors\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"50 Great Monologues For Auditions. The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"We Are Actors\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:author\" content=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/weareactorsny\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:published_time\" content=\"2022-01-06T00:27:59+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:modified_time\" content=\"2023-04-11T13:28:16+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:image\" content=\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:width\" content=\"1080\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:height\" content=\"1080\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:type\" content=\"image\/png\" \/>\n<meta name=\"author\" content=\"We Are Actors\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:creator\" content=\"@https:\/\/twitter.com\/weareactors1\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"Written by\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"We Are Actors\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:label2\" content=\"Est. reading time\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data2\" content=\"49 minutes\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"Article\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#article\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\"},\"author\":{\"name\":\"We Are Actors\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/person\/6436b12f9bbec4a07ca7bd42a7067572\"},\"headline\":\"Monologues For Auditions\",\"datePublished\":\"2022-01-06T00:27:59+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2023-04-11T13:28:16+00:00\",\"mainEntityOfPage\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\"},\"wordCount\":12044,\"commentCount\":0,\"publisher\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#organization\"},\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage\"},\"thumbnailUrl\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png\",\"keywords\":[\"shakespeare\",\"theater\",\"theater roles for women\"],\"articleSection\":[\"All Blog Posts\",\"Monologues For Men\",\"Monologues For Women\"],\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"CommentAction\",\"name\":\"Comment\",\"target\":[\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#respond\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"WebPage\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\",\"name\":\"Monologues For Auditions | We Are Actors\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#website\"},\"primaryImageOfPage\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage\"},\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage\"},\"thumbnailUrl\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png\",\"datePublished\":\"2022-01-06T00:27:59+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2023-04-11T13:28:16+00:00\",\"description\":\"50 Great Monologues For Auditions. The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you\",\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"ReadAction\",\"target\":[\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png\",\"contentUrl\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png\",\"width\":1080,\"height\":1080,\"caption\":\"Monologues For Auditions\"},{\"@type\":\"WebSite\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#website\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/\",\"name\":\"We Are Actors\",\"description\":\"All Things Acting\",\"publisher\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#organization\"},\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"SearchAction\",\"target\":{\"@type\":\"EntryPoint\",\"urlTemplate\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/?s={search_term_string}\"},\"query-input\":{\"@type\":\"PropertyValueSpecification\",\"valueRequired\":true,\"valueName\":\"search_term_string\"}}],\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\"},{\"@type\":\"Organization\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#organization\",\"name\":\"We Are Actors\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/\",\"logo\":{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/logo\/image\/\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/93895b_ebb5db73589f480cbdcff98adde90b3fmv2_d_3336_1358_s_2-scaled.jpg\",\"contentUrl\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/93895b_ebb5db73589f480cbdcff98adde90b3fmv2_d_3336_1358_s_2-scaled.jpg\",\"width\":2560,\"height\":932,\"caption\":\"We Are Actors\"},\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/logo\/image\/\"}},{\"@type\":\"Person\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/person\/6436b12f9bbec4a07ca7bd42a7067572\",\"name\":\"We Are Actors\",\"image\":{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/person\/image\/\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/27a55ba84109321b65c1c01f180f630e304121be4e4ef6d8752708a0ab80a5a4?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"contentUrl\":\"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/27a55ba84109321b65c1c01f180f630e304121be4e4ef6d8752708a0ab80a5a4?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"caption\":\"We Are Actors\"},\"sameAs\":[\"http:\/\/weareactors.com\",\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/weareactorsny\",\"https:\/\/instagram.com\/weareactorsny\",\"https:\/\/x.com\/https:\/\/twitter.com\/weareactors1\",\"https:\/\/youtube.com\/https:\/\/youtu.be\/O1nMTx0qn7A\"]}]}<\/script>\n<!-- \/ Yoast SEO plugin. -->","yoast_head_json":{"title":"Monologues For Auditions | We Are Actors","description":"50 Great Monologues For Auditions. The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you","robots":{"index":"index","follow":"follow","max-snippet":"max-snippet:-1","max-image-preview":"max-image-preview:large","max-video-preview":"max-video-preview:-1"},"canonical":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/","og_locale":"en_US","og_type":"article","og_title":"Monologues For Auditions | We Are Actors","og_description":"50 Great Monologues For Auditions. The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you","og_url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/","og_site_name":"We Are Actors","article_author":"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/weareactorsny","article_published_time":"2022-01-06T00:27:59+00:00","article_modified_time":"2023-04-11T13:28:16+00:00","og_image":[{"width":1080,"height":1080,"url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png","type":"image\/png"}],"author":"We Are Actors","twitter_card":"summary_large_image","twitter_creator":"@https:\/\/twitter.com\/weareactors1","twitter_misc":{"Written by":"We Are Actors","Est. reading time":"49 minutes"},"schema":{"@context":"https:\/\/schema.org","@graph":[{"@type":"Article","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#article","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/"},"author":{"name":"We Are Actors","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/person\/6436b12f9bbec4a07ca7bd42a7067572"},"headline":"Monologues For Auditions","datePublished":"2022-01-06T00:27:59+00:00","dateModified":"2023-04-11T13:28:16+00:00","mainEntityOfPage":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/"},"wordCount":12044,"commentCount":0,"publisher":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#organization"},"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage"},"thumbnailUrl":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png","keywords":["shakespeare","theater","theater roles for women"],"articleSection":["All Blog Posts","Monologues For Men","Monologues For Women"],"inLanguage":"en-US","potentialAction":[{"@type":"CommentAction","name":"Comment","target":["https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#respond"]}]},{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/","url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/","name":"Monologues For Auditions | We Are Actors","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#website"},"primaryImageOfPage":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage"},"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage"},"thumbnailUrl":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png","datePublished":"2022-01-06T00:27:59+00:00","dateModified":"2023-04-11T13:28:16+00:00","description":"50 Great Monologues For Auditions. The right monologue can make or break your college audition, and depending on the program, you","inLanguage":"en-US","potentialAction":[{"@type":"ReadAction","target":["https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/"]}]},{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"en-US","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/monologues-for-auditions\/#primaryimage","url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png","contentUrl":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png","width":1080,"height":1080,"caption":"Monologues For Auditions"},{"@type":"WebSite","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#website","url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/","name":"We Are Actors","description":"All Things Acting","publisher":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#organization"},"potentialAction":[{"@type":"SearchAction","target":{"@type":"EntryPoint","urlTemplate":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/?s={search_term_string}"},"query-input":{"@type":"PropertyValueSpecification","valueRequired":true,"valueName":"search_term_string"}}],"inLanguage":"en-US"},{"@type":"Organization","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#organization","name":"We Are Actors","url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/","logo":{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"en-US","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/logo\/image\/","url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/93895b_ebb5db73589f480cbdcff98adde90b3fmv2_d_3336_1358_s_2-scaled.jpg","contentUrl":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/93895b_ebb5db73589f480cbdcff98adde90b3fmv2_d_3336_1358_s_2-scaled.jpg","width":2560,"height":932,"caption":"We Are Actors"},"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/logo\/image\/"}},{"@type":"Person","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/person\/6436b12f9bbec4a07ca7bd42a7067572","name":"We Are Actors","image":{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"en-US","@id":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/#\/schema\/person\/image\/","url":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/27a55ba84109321b65c1c01f180f630e304121be4e4ef6d8752708a0ab80a5a4?s=96&d=mm&r=g","contentUrl":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/27a55ba84109321b65c1c01f180f630e304121be4e4ef6d8752708a0ab80a5a4?s=96&d=mm&r=g","caption":"We Are Actors"},"sameAs":["http:\/\/weareactors.com","https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/weareactorsny","https:\/\/instagram.com\/weareactorsny","https:\/\/x.com\/https:\/\/twitter.com\/weareactors1","https:\/\/youtube.com\/https:\/\/youtu.be\/O1nMTx0qn7A"]}]}},"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/01\/50-GreatMonologues-For-Drama-School-Auditions.png","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5780","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5780"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5780\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":58338,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5780\/revisions\/58338"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/14291"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5780"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5780"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/weareactors.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5780"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}