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Monologue Mania Day #280 by Janet S. Tiger Not So Fast! Nov. 19, 2014
This monologue is taken from the one-act, Not So Fast!, which received Honorable Mention in the 2014 Script Tease of New One-Acts –first public reading at Scripteasers on Friday, Nov. 21, for more info -click here
Not
So Fast © 2014
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger ©
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(A mother walks out, opens a door and looks in, listens. She is calm, but very direct)
Well,
young lady. You have done something which allows everyone to judge
you. But me, I am not really here to judge.
(She tilts her head, listens)
You
made a pact with ....well, is it the devil? And I made my own pact -
there are rules that come with each
agreement. You'll figure it out. Anyway, I warned you!
You
never listen to me, so I am here to make sure you finally do.
You
see, you have no choice now, it's just the two of us.
What
is this place? Funny you should
ask! For me, I'm in heaven.
With
you dead, I get you completely to myself - what
a dream for a mother! We can talk until the end of time.
You
must've been in a lot of pain to take all these pills, honey, and my job now is
to make sure you are in worse pain.
Let’s
start with your birth.
(She takes out a book of photos and
we don't hear her, but she is glowing about her baby. Raises her head to listen)
You
thought taking those pills would make all this go away?
(She starts laughing)
That's
a good one! Nothing goes away here - I just get to keep talking.
There
are no windows......
No
way out. No escape. No exit. No chance. No leaving. No
No No
(She stops, upset)
Did
I hear you tell me to …’shut up?’ Don't
talk to me like that, young lady!
Rights?
Who said you have any rights? (Very angry) When you are born you
are given the right to a pursuit
of happiness, not that you will catch it! And no one said that you have the right to spit in the face of
everyone you know! I don't care how much pain you are in, you are greatly loved and
everyone wants you to live so you can pursue your dreams! Here, look at the rest of your life....
(She takes out another box, and in
it is a cell phone, which she turns on, and we hear laughter.)
That
was your sixth birthday, and you were happy....
And
here you are in third grade.....
(Her mother looks at the video and
no longer smiles)
I
had no idea......no idea it was so painful....
I
was busy because we had so much to do, and I was working....
And
I guess I never had time to listen....
…and
the years just passed.....
Did
you hate me for thinking everything was
fine....
(She hangs her head and puts
out her hand to touch her daughter, who pulls back.)
I
know, when you're dead, you can't be touched, that's another rule.
(She is quiet for a moment, and she reaches out her hand, but not as far.)
What
happened today, honey?
What
brought you to this moment?
Was
it that girl who was taunting you all the time?
Do the pills work? I mean, they
may kill you, but…. how many pills will it take to forget?
Didn’t
I ask you if everything was all right and you would say….
Fine, everything’s fine.
Fine, everything’s fine….
Was
that the truth?
I
guess not.
(She is very affected by this, turns to leave,
stops, looks back)
I
don’t know how many pills you took, but there aren’t enough pills on this
planet to make me forget this…….
(She hears something, stops, she is now completely different)
No,
honey, I was just watching you sleep…..I still do that sometimes, because, I’m
still your mother…..and I worry about you…..go back to sleep….I’ll see you in
the morning…..
(She closes the door)
Just
remember, if you take those pills, I will be there forever……torturing you for
all eternity!
(She opens the door, leans in)
Sleep
tight!
(She exits. Never the end of a mother’s diligence!)
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Janet S. Tiger 858-274-9678
www.PlaysByJanetSTiger.com
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
www.PlaysByJanetSTiger.com
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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