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Monologue Mania Day # 393 by Janet S. Tiger Mirror Man March 12 , 2015
Mirror Man
(for Crime)
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger © all rights reserved tigerteam1@gmail.com
(A young man enters, jaunty, dressed well. He is looking around, smiling)
Wow, you guys really know how to pack a room! Thanks! And it's my turn, and I never spoke in front of so many people before, so I'm a little nervous.
(He fishes through the jacket pocket)
I made some notes.....here.....
(He finds a crumpled paper, opens it)
Oh, yeah, I remember. The mirrors.
(He shoves the paper back in his pocket)
I think everyone knows how you can be, like, a million people, maybe even..... infinity people!
Actually, it's pretty easy - all you have to is get two mirrors. I didn't have a big apartment, but I did have in my bathroom one mirror that was big, and there was another mirror on the opposite wall, so I could see my back.
At first I thought it was just for girls.....like to see if their dress is up in the back or something, or their butt looks too big, but for me, as soon as I could see there was more than one of me, wow, that just blew my mind!
I tried to count how many me's there were, and I lost count, because every time I moved, the number would change! And then someone at work told me it was infinity, that it never ended! Wow! That was like, the biggest thing I ever thought about in my life, I mean outside of school, and I never thought much about school........ except when I was getting out!
So, I started looking, because all the guys were just like me in the mirror, exactly the same......and then, one day, I noticed, that one of them.....one of them was different......it wasn't like a big difference or anything. I couldn't even put my finger on what was different, because we all would always have the same clothes.
But he was not like me. Not the real me. He was......bad.
.......And he was the one who killed those people, not me. I told those doctors all this, my lawyers, too, but no one believes me, except.....him. He knows.
That's it, I'm sorry he killed all those people, but it wasn't me. Okay, I'm ready to go.
(He puts his hands behind his back, turns to leave, stops, looks back)
And the next person he's gonna kill......is me......
(He exits. End of scene)
(for Crime)
A monologue by Janet S. Tiger © all rights reserved tigerteam1@gmail.com
(A young man enters, jaunty, dressed well. He is looking around, smiling)
Wow, you guys really know how to pack a room! Thanks! And it's my turn, and I never spoke in front of so many people before, so I'm a little nervous.
(He fishes through the jacket pocket)
I made some notes.....here.....
(He finds a crumpled paper, opens it)
Oh, yeah, I remember. The mirrors.
(He shoves the paper back in his pocket)
I think everyone knows how you can be, like, a million people, maybe even..... infinity people!
Actually, it's pretty easy - all you have to is get two mirrors. I didn't have a big apartment, but I did have in my bathroom one mirror that was big, and there was another mirror on the opposite wall, so I could see my back.
At first I thought it was just for girls.....like to see if their dress is up in the back or something, or their butt looks too big, but for me, as soon as I could see there was more than one of me, wow, that just blew my mind!
I tried to count how many me's there were, and I lost count, because every time I moved, the number would change! And then someone at work told me it was infinity, that it never ended! Wow! That was like, the biggest thing I ever thought about in my life, I mean outside of school, and I never thought much about school........ except when I was getting out!
So, I started looking, because all the guys were just like me in the mirror, exactly the same......and then, one day, I noticed, that one of them.....one of them was different......it wasn't like a big difference or anything. I couldn't even put my finger on what was different, because we all would always have the same clothes.
But he was not like me. Not the real me. He was......bad.
.......And he was the one who killed those people, not me. I told those doctors all this, my lawyers, too, but no one believes me, except.....him. He knows.
That's it, I'm sorry he killed all those people, but it wasn't me. Okay, I'm ready to go.
(He puts his hands behind his back, turns to leave, stops, looks back)
And the next person he's gonna kill......is me......
(He exits. End of scene)
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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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