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Monologue Mania Day #278 by Janet S. Tiger The Fear Factor Nov. 17, 2014
The Fear Factor
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger ©
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(An older man comes onstage, he is shaking. He takes a deep breath to calm himself.)
Why am I shaking? Because I'm afraid, goddammit! Me! I can't believe it either! Gimme something to drink, and fast! Something strong....like one of those coffees with extra chocolate in it! I need it and I need it fast!
(He takes a coffee cup and chugs it down)
Aaahhhh! Can you believe it- me scared? I landed on the beaches at Normandy on D-Day! I had 10 million Germans shooting at me! I was wounded three times, went back into battle, survived the Battle of the Bulge! But this is too much! I can't take anymore......hit me again, only more coffee this time, barista!
(He takes the cup and sips quickly, then starts to slow down.)
Only this time, I'm not getting paid.....I'm being scared...for free! For a favor, for my daughter! I am ....
(He can barely say the words)
....not sure what possessed me to say 'yes' at my age, I am almost 90 for God's sake! But here I am, and...
(He stands up tall)
when I give my word, it's my bond.....so, better give me one more for the road...
(He takes the cup, turns to leave, stops, looks back)
What am I doing? Can't you figure it out? Shaking like a leaf....nerves shot.....impending heart attack.....can't you tell.......I'm teaching my grandson to drive!
(He shudders and exits. Not the end...of fear!)
(An older man comes onstage, he is shaking. He takes a deep breath to calm himself.)
Why am I shaking? Because I'm afraid, goddammit! Me! I can't believe it either! Gimme something to drink, and fast! Something strong....like one of those coffees with extra chocolate in it! I need it and I need it fast!
(He takes a coffee cup and chugs it down)
Aaahhhh! Can you believe it- me scared? I landed on the beaches at Normandy on D-Day! I had 10 million Germans shooting at me! I was wounded three times, went back into battle, survived the Battle of the Bulge! But this is too much! I can't take anymore......hit me again, only more coffee this time, barista!
(He takes the cup and sips quickly, then starts to slow down.)
Only this time, I'm not getting paid.....I'm being scared...for free! For a favor, for my daughter! I am ....
(He can barely say the words)
....not sure what possessed me to say 'yes' at my age, I am almost 90 for God's sake! But here I am, and...
(He stands up tall)
when I give my word, it's my bond.....so, better give me one more for the road...
(He takes the cup, turns to leave, stops, looks back)
What am I doing? Can't you figure it out? Shaking like a leaf....nerves shot.....impending heart attack.....can't you tell.......I'm teaching my grandson to drive!
(He shudders and exits. Not the end...of fear!)
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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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