Monologues and Dialogues

WEDDING ANXIETIES

CLAUDIA had her bachelorette party last night, and as a result of being known as quite a partier, had “a little too much” to drink. She had overslept the following morning, the day in which she would be wedded to her wonderful fiancé named Claude. Her greatest friend and maid of honor Alicia Hino-Dragmire took responsibility for taking her home that night, and now, awakening her later in the morning. Now, CLAUDIA has an upset stomach and a pounding head from drinking, along with feeling anxious and second-guessing herself on whether or not she would be Claude’s perfect bride. Will she be able to decide her own fate and get ready in time?

CLAUDIA (Bringing her dress into the kitchen so she can hurriedly get it on while speaking to her maid of honor): I can’t believe I woke up late! How could I let this happen?! Why, why did I have to consume so much alcohol on the night before I get married!? I should be better than that! Once he sees that I’m wasted, he will think I am the person I once was! He is going to recall the unfortunate manner in which we first met; he isn’t going to believe I truly changed! Do you think he can tell?! (Yelling and panicking.) Is it obvious that I got wasted? He knows that I drink, but when we started getting closer, it was only a glass of wine every night we would share dinner together. And now, I couldn’t stop hitting shot after shot! Not to mention, it was the night before my wedding!
(After ranting for a moment, she undresses from the clothes she wore to her bachelorette party; jumping into her dress and aligning the straps with both clavicles. The dress seemed to resemble more of a ball gown silhouette; having a v-necked neckline, and lacked sleeves. The color is none other than ivory white; having lavender and silver patterns scattered along the torso and lower sides of the dress. She may have worn her dress now, but there was still so much to do, such as her hair and makeup.)
ALICIA: (Speaking in a gentle and sympathetic tone.) Claudia, I think the best thing you have to do right now is relaxed. Yes, you went a little overboard with the drinking last night, but I think you are overexaggerating the situation just a little bit. I’m sure it won’t be obvious unless you make it obvious. Besides, it’s not like you are going to your own wedding without washing up. It all happened last night, at your party. I’m sure Claude expected you to enjoy yourself; to party one last time as a single woman. Drinking the day of your wedding before the ceremony is a completely different story.
CLAUDIA: I know, I know. I showered, brushed my teeth, used mouthwash, and I am currently in the process of making myself beautifully presentable to him. But still! You never had to deal with the problem of your lover second-guessing you! You two have adored each other since the day you met! But I was selfish and started my relationship with him in a cruel manner! God… my awful personality may be the reason why I lose him… I don’t want to lose him, though! What if I am not the woman he imagined himself being with for the rest of his life?! What if I am not his only and perfect one? What if I fail at being a wife, fail at commitment?! I’m in so much pain right now too…I am falling apart, like a natural disaster continuing to happen!
(There was a pause; her upset stomach only worsening while continuing to worry about every single detail. Not to mention, she was still dealing with the aftermath of drinking almost every alcoholic drink on the menu from the celebration last night.)
ALICIA: My relationship with my husband has nothing to do with you and Claude. I know you two started as a complicated couple, but he put those things behind him, and you should too. Don’t second guess yourself, you will be a great wife. Come on, think about it! I’ve seen how much you two care for each other; how much you love him. You won’t fail at commitment, you both are each other’s life and happiness. (Pause.) Wait, what’s wrong with you anyway? You seem different. Why are you in pain again?
CLAUDIA: (Aggravated.) What do you mean, why I am in pain?! Isn’t it obvious!? Out of all people, I really thought that YOU would be the one to understand! You were there right beside me, after all! You may have had only one glass of wine to drink, but you shouldn’t be blind to the obvious! It is my stomach, alright?! There has to be something I can do in order to get these nervous jitters and stomach aches out of my system! (Trying to calm herself down.) Please, you know everything, whether it is between love or something simple as common sense! There has to be a way for me to get rid of this pain and finish getting ready in time! I know I may seem like a hot-headed jerk right now, but I never felt so desperate for answers in all my life!
ALICIA: I don’t think your harsh words to heart. You can no longer hurt me, you are my friend now. I am going to give you the answer you need, don’t worry. It is the most obvious cure that can help you: medicine. (Leaves the kitchen and goes into the bathroom. She takes two TUMS from the medicine cabinet and returns to the kitchen. Extending her hand towards her friend with the two pills in the center of her palm.) Take these with water. Hopefully, your upset stomach from drinking will just fade through time. You know, I was taught something while growing up. If you don’t think about the pain, it will go away.
CLAUDIA: Well, I guess that seems to be the most logical, and the only option I have. (Pause.) Alright, I get it. You are always right Alicia. I appreciate you, I really do. I never had a friend before, and even if I don’t express it much, you do mean the world to me. Thank you for reassuring me about this situation. But there is no doubt about it, I need to get married today. Claude and I love each other, and nothing will ever change that. He understands me, he accepts me for who I am. I never had that in my life before; someone to cherish me and my very existence before. I am also grateful for him, that is, immensely. For giving me a second chance, for making me understand what it truly means to love. If it wasn’t for him, I would never have changed.
ALICIA: (Smiling, feeling nothing but happiness at this rate.) Oh, Claudia! (Exclaiming while placing her hands onto her shoulders.) See? Now you are seeing the light. You are absolutely right, you two love and understand each other very much. If you guys didn’t, you wouldn’t be getting married today. This is something silly to get yourself so riled up about. Once you walk down that aisle, he will ask you where you have been all this time. You will tell him, he will understand, and then you will both laugh about the entire situation. Think about it; he knows that you want to get married. He isn’t afraid that you will bail him. He will just be worried, like for your health for instance. Besides … (Pauses just to chuckle.) The wedding cannot start until you arrive. So, technically speaking, you aren’t late. Everybody else is just early.
CLAUDIA: Hey, that is true! (Laughing.) Again, thank you for your reassurance! (She realizes that time is a continuous flow, and that she would be even later if she were to continue talking to her friend about how supportive she was and her soon-to-be husband.) Oh, there is still so much for me to do! I have to take that on-the-counter pain medication for my stomach and hope it works out! Don’t forget we have to go to my sister’s barbershop too, she has to style my hair! Even if I have such little time, I know that we can put this behind us. Besides, it is better late than never, right?! If we are blessed to have children one day, at least we can share the story of the time he and I got married, and how I arrived and walked down the aisle late. (She finally takes the medicine from her friend, putting the pills in her mouth. She fills up a glass of water and takes a small sip; swallowing the pills. Now that she has some sort of relief, she can continue on with the remaining preparations for her wedding alongside her Alicia.)

WEDDING ANXIETIES
Monologue Version! Monologue #1

CLAUDIA had her bachelorette party last night, and as a result of being known as quite a partier, had “a little too much” to drink. She had overslept the following morning, the day in which she would be wedded to her wonderful fiancé named Claude. Her greatest friend and maid of honor Alicia took the responsibility for taking her home that night, and now, awakening her later in the morning. Now, CLAUDIA has an upset stomach and pounding head from drinking, along with feeling anxious and second-guessing herself on whether or not she should be Claude’s perfect bride. Will she be able to decide her own fate and get ready in time?

CLAUDIA(Bringing her dress into the kitchen so she can hurriedly get it on while speaking to her maid of honor): I can’t believe I woke up late! How could I let this happen?! Why, why did I have to consume so much alcohol on the night before I get married!? I should be better than that! Once he sees that I’m wasted, he will think I am the person I once was! He is going to recall the unfortunate manner in which we first met; he isn’t going to believe I truly changed! Do you think he can tell?! (Yelling and panicking.) Is it obvious that I got wasted? He knows that I drink, but when we started getting closer, it was only a glass of wine every night we would share dinner together. And now, I couldn’t stop hitting shot after shot! Not to mention, it was the night before my wedding!
         (After ranting for a moment, she undresses from the clothes she wore to her bachelorette party; jumping into her dress and aligning the straps with both clavicles. The dress seemed to resemble more of a ball gown silhouette; having a v-necked neckline, and lacked sleeves. The color is none other than ivory white; having lavender and silver patterns scattered along the torso and lower sides of the dress. She may have worn her dress now, but there was still so much to do, such as her hair and makeup. )
         I know, I know. I showered, brushed my teeth, used mouthwash, and I am currently in the process of making myself beautifully presentable to him. But still! You never had to deal with the problem of your lover second-guessing you! You two adored each other since the day you met! But as of I, I was selfish and started my relationship with him in a cruel manner! God… my awful personality may be the reason why I lose him… I don’t want to lose him, though! What if I am not the woman he imagined himself being with for the rest of his life?! What if I am not his only and perfect one? What if I fail at being a wife, fail at commitment?! I’m in so much pain right now too…I am falling apart, like a natural disaster continuing to happen!
         (Pausing; upset stomach only worsening while continuing to worry about every single detail. Not to mention, she was still dealing with the aftermath of drinking almost every alcoholic drink on the menu from the celebration last night.)
         What do you mean, why I am in pain?! Isn’t it obvious!? Out of all people, I really thought that YOU would be the one to understand! You were there right beside me, after all! You may have had only one glass of wine to drink, but you shouldn’t be blind to the obvious! It is my stomach, alright?! There has to be something I can do in order to get these nervous jitters and stomach aches out of my system! Please, you know everything, whether it is between love or something simple as common sense! There has to be a way for me to get rid of this pain and finish getting ready in time! I know I may seem like a hot-headed jerk right now, but I never felt so desperate for answers in all my life! (Beat.)
         Well, I guess that seems to be the most logical, and the only option I have. (Pause.)
         Alright, I get it. You are always right Alicia. I appreciate you, I really do. I never had a friend before, and even if I don’t express it much, you do mean the world to me. Thank you for reassuring me about this situation. But there is no doubt about it, I need to get married today. Claude and I love each other, and nothing will ever change that. He understands me, he accepts me for who I am. I never had that in my life before; someone to cherish me and my very existence before. I am also grateful for him, that is, immensely. For giving me a second chance, for making me understand what it truly means to love. If it wasn’t for him, I would never have changed.
         (She realizes that time is a continuous flow, and that she would be even later if she were to continue rambling on about how she had the greatest friend and soon-to-be husband.)
         Oh, there is still so much for me to do! I have to take that on-the-counter pain medication for my stomach and hope it works out! Don’t forget we have to go to my sister’s barbershop too, she has to style my hair! Even if I have such little time, I know that we can put this behind us. Besides, it is better late than never, right?! If we are blessed to have children one day, at least we can share the story of the time he and I got married, and how I arrived and walked down the aisle late.


BLOODY HELL
Monologue #2

After the illegal hunting of wolves that occurred within the last week, JAXON needs to hire a private detective that will accept his case and figure out the mystery behind a heartless hunter. Little did he know that the detective he is about to hire, Vincent Inoka, has an ironic fear of blood.

JAXON(Greeting benevolently as the door to his office opens): You must be Mr. Inoka, correct? I’ve been expecting you for a long time now. I am just kidding, don’t sweat it! You made it just on time, your preparedness may be awarded a job. Don’t let me frighten you, that is not my objective. Come now, you may sit in front of my desk and relax. Let’s have a look at that resume, and you may talk about yourself while I review this. What made you interested in this job? Don’t leave out a detail, we can talk all day if you like. I have a family, but surely, they can wait for my return. They will probably eat dinner without me like usual anyways. (Beat.)
         I do admit, Inoka, you may be our youngest detective in the business. There is no reason why I shouldn’t hire you. You have an incredibly interesting backstory, not to mention you seem to have lots of experience through training and education. There is no doubt about it, I should just give you the job! (Chuckling while raising an eyebrow.) That is if you have nothing more to tell me. Is there anything I should know that you possibly left out?
         Wait… no way, you are what? (Pause.)
         I… am at a loss of words, truly. After all the great things you told me about yourself, and now this. I am sorry, this is impossible for me to just “let slide.” Please, give me a moment to collect myself. (Trying to maintain a sympathetic and gentle tone, but clearly fails.)
         Don’t say I haven’t warned you for what is about to come… (Shifting tone, now aggressively yelling.) Excuse me for asking, but how the HELL did you possibly become a detective?! Please remind me where you got your degree from! I need an explanation! You, a detective! That is ridiculous, beyond absurd! You are no detective in my eyes. I mean, how can you be?! Never have I ever met a detective who has a fear of blood! No such thing exists. There is not a moment where a detective won’t see blood during a case! To think I had respect for you… how could I let your young age and lies deceive me?! Your youth is also a disadvantage, you lack the wisdom. Perhaps, it was my desire to make another friend that controlled me. (Clearing his throat.) Get out of my office! There is no way I am hiring a fake detective like you! Perhaps if you ever get over this pitiful fear of bodily fluid, I may hire you in the future! But as of now, you have a lot of maturing to do! To think I wasted my time on a nobody, not to mention, skipped out on having family dinner for an interview like this!
         (He sighs while watching Vincent stand and leave the office. He rubs his forehead, regretting the hostility that was once in his voice. He shakes his head, reminding himself that he did what had to be done.)
         A detective that is afraid of blood… how stupid is that! Why would he even walk in my office?! What is his mind would make him think that he had the chance of getting hired by me or anyone even! Ugh, the audacity! The urge that scoundrel has! That was my tenth interview of the day and I still haven’t found my perfect detective to take down this damned hunter… Looks like I have to continue searching and interviewing, and maybe, I would be lucky enough to get a detective before this case becomes irrelevant.

SEVERE WRITER’S BLOCK
Monologue #3

SHAKESPEARE is suffering from extreme writer’s block. He is sitting in his barn on top of a massive haystack; isolating himself from his family until he comes up with an idea for his next literary masterpiece. The first production of this stunning new play will be performing in a week. Will he be able to complete the play on time?

SHAKESPEARE(Staring down at a blank sheet of paper): Romeo and Juliet… Julius Caesar… Macbeth… Hamlet… The Tempest… only some of the remarkable pieces of work that I, the God of English language and literature produced and devised! How can my mind, my very beautiful and creative mind, be limited so suddenly?! (Agitated.) How do I lack creative ideas?! (His wife, Anne, is calling out for him. He ignores her.)
         Damned woman, my lover, my beloved spouse! She knows not to distract me when I am focused on my literature! Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes! Nowhere! I didn’t come up with an idea yet! Tragic hero, yes, I know my own rules! The play needs one, but who? What should this character encounter? Ideas… I desire one so desperately! (Pause.)
         Perhaps there should be a desert. The main protagonist will, of course, be male. Oh, I know! He will be the only man in a village surrounded by nothing other than sand and heat! No… not just by sand and heat, but by all women! That would be a struggle indeed, but he will meet a woman amongst them all, while they may seem brutal and hot-headed, he will fall in love with one.
(Again, Anne is calling out for him; her tone loudening so she can find her husband. The children begin seeking attention from their hardworking father.)
         Why does this woman keep bothering me? She may be the love of my life, but English happens to be a love of mine as well. Now she has the children rambling on. My previous idea seems so simple, not detailed whatsoever! What else can I do?! (Debating with himself.) An abusive father who beats his boy? A wife who is heavily attached to her husband? A woman who was never truly loved herself and struggles to bring love to her family? These ideas are so vague, but it's all that I have in mind. If I bring back the idea with the lone man within the desert kingdom…(He rubs his chin thoughtfully.) I typically bring in magic; something mysterious and mythical like ghosts or magic. Oh, I know!
         (He didn’t want to forget the idea that was forming in his mind. Dipping the feather into a small container of ink, he starts to jot down a potential story idea and characters that can be used for his next play.)
         I think I finally got it! The play will be about a man, the man who grew up in a desert! His name will be Neikan, he will have the desire to become ruler of the sand kingdom. He can only do this by marrying the queen’s daughter, Natalie, a charming beauty that rejected all of the suitors that attempted to wed her. Neikan isn’t necessarily normal, though… (All of the words he is speaking aloud are being written down simultaneously.) He talks to his shadow, his only friend. However, he can manipulate this shadow however he pleases. While consulting his shadow may be lonesome and idiotic since he can’t get a true response, controlling his shadow, and even shadows of people around him put him at a greater advantage than other people with magic. He will have to choose on whether he will win over Natalie with his flirtatious, yet humble behavior, or if he will simply take control of her body by using her shadow, take her away from the desert, and become a rogue. His impatience will be his worst virtue, so that will result in whether or not he makes the right choice. In the end, he will probably die from the women guardians of the desert if he chooses to abduct the princess- (Beat.)
         My dear Anne and my dear children. I love you all tenderly, but I must go to my office and write! I finally came up with an idea, and if I don’t meet the deadline, there will be no performance! Once I finish this play, I swear, we can bond as a family as much as we want. As of now, please do not bother me!
         (He kisses his wife on the lips. He then lowers his body so he is at a level with the height of his children; kissing the top of their heads. After, he stands. With the play outline, feather, and ink container in his hand, he hurriedly passed by his family and made his way into their home. He sits at his desk instantly when he enters his office and begins writing without another disturbance.)


ROMANTIC CONFESSIONS
Monologue #4

ALINA, after her first successful and unforgettable date with a girl, was struggling and debating on when and how she should officially ask the other female to be her girlfriend. She had invited Mireya on another date, this time, to the movie theaters. Before they would go inside, she decided to officially proclaim and express her feelings.

ALINA: I already apologize in advance for being awkward, this is the first time I ever had to do this. Trust me, this isn’t bad. I know we only knew each other for a very short time. Perhaps, it was only two weeks? Either way, my entire world changed when I met you. Who knew a like on Tinder would result in a match. I never thought someone would “click the heart” in response to my profile. Hell, I thought my profile was invisible. (Chuckles, then pauses.)
         In all honesty, I had a goal entering this year; to obtain a relationship experience. But I wasn’t just hoping for a “normal” relationship. I had crushes and relationships through other social media platforms and the internet before, so I never knew what it meant to meet someone in person and have a physical connection to them. You’ve helped me learn that. I wanted affection from a girl; I wanted to take the next step in being bisexual. There was a point in my life where I thought that I couldn’t be happy because of how lonely I was. Now, I don’t have to worry about that because you entered my life. You have the ability to fill the void that I thought would never vanquish. (Pause.)
         I am most definitely rambling on now, but I want to make sure to say everything I am feeling. This is the first time I am expressing my feelings to somebody’s face. See? I’m pretty sure I said that already. I am repeating the same thing over and over, I must be annoying… (Beat.)
         Oh, no, I am fine! I am just a little shaky, is all. (Inhales in an attempt to get rid of her anxious nerves.) Your laugh is practically music to my ears; it’s so adorable! There isn’t a moment that goes by when I don’t want to hear it. When you lay your head on my shoulder, it’s like I entered a new world. I feel so close to you, and a surge of happiness just rushes through me! I didn’t want your head to leave; It feels as if I enter peace as well. Don’t even get me started on the moment we hugged! I didn’t want to leave your arms or say goodbye because I didn’t know when I would see you again. I just hoped and hoped with each passing day that we will see each other again, very soon that is. Now here we are, on our second date with each other. Your head can rest on mine, we can embrace and cuddle without worries of what tomorrow may bring, we can hold hands and interlock fingers, and we can kiss… (Clearing her throat.)
         Did I get off track again? I apologize. You see, I get so lost in your eyes. There is a light within them that shimmer, not to mention the color itself is so unique. When I am surrounded by your presence I forget how to speak because your beauty is overwhelming. We may have talked and got to know each other already, but I want to get to know you even more. I really want to be with you, so I ask you this… (Pauses once more, smiling contagiously and unable to take her eyes away from Mireya. She removes the red beanie from her head and hands it to her.) Will you be my girlfriend?