Is this a good monologue for the NYT?
Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2013 5:12 pm
Hi, I'm auditioning for the national youth theatre in a couple of weeks and they are requesting a 2 minute monologue from a published play. I'm thinking about doing this one by Alan Ayckbourn,,it's from his play confusions, which is a comedy, and it is comprised of various mini plays, the one my monologue is from is called a talk in the park. It's about various people who all have conversations on park benches about their different troubles.
The one iv chosen is by a character called Doreen. She has just moved away from a bench where she thought the man sitting next to her was being Pervy. On her new seat, she rambles on about this to an old man who finds her annoying, she then starts talking about her dog..
Oh also do you think I will be allowed a chair for the auditions, because I won't be able to do this mono,ogre otherwise..
Excuse me. May I sit here for a moment? The man over there has been—you know—I didn’t want to make a scene but he—you know. I mean I suppose I should call the police—but they’d never catch him. I mean most of the police are men as well, aren’t they. Between you and me, I have heard most of the police women are men as well. Men dressed up, you know. Special Duties, so called. So my ex-husband informed me. I mean, it’s terrible, you can’t sit in a park these days without some men—you know—I mean, I’m on a fixed income—I don’t want all that. That comes from my husband. My ex-husband. He runs a pub in the country. But I had to leave him. We got to the stage where it was either that or—you know. I love dogs you see, and he would never—he refused, point blank. And the day came when I knew I must have a dog. It became—you know—like an obsession. So I left. I usually have my dog here with me only he’s at the vet’s. He’s only a puppy. They had to keep him in. He’s being—you know—poor little thing. He’d have seen that man off. He’s a loyal little dog. He understands every word I say to him. Every word. I said to him this morning, Ginger-boy, I said—you’re going coming down to the vet’s with me this morning to be—you know, and his little ears pricked up and his tail wagged. He knew, you see. I think dogs are more intelligent than people. They’re much better company and the wonderful thing is that once you’ve got a little dog, you meet other people with dogs. And what I always say is that people who have got dogs they’re the nicest sort of people. They’re the ones I know I’d get on with.
Have you got a dog by any chance?
The one iv chosen is by a character called Doreen. She has just moved away from a bench where she thought the man sitting next to her was being Pervy. On her new seat, she rambles on about this to an old man who finds her annoying, she then starts talking about her dog..
Oh also do you think I will be allowed a chair for the auditions, because I won't be able to do this mono,ogre otherwise..
Excuse me. May I sit here for a moment? The man over there has been—you know—I didn’t want to make a scene but he—you know. I mean I suppose I should call the police—but they’d never catch him. I mean most of the police are men as well, aren’t they. Between you and me, I have heard most of the police women are men as well. Men dressed up, you know. Special Duties, so called. So my ex-husband informed me. I mean, it’s terrible, you can’t sit in a park these days without some men—you know—I mean, I’m on a fixed income—I don’t want all that. That comes from my husband. My ex-husband. He runs a pub in the country. But I had to leave him. We got to the stage where it was either that or—you know. I love dogs you see, and he would never—he refused, point blank. And the day came when I knew I must have a dog. It became—you know—like an obsession. So I left. I usually have my dog here with me only he’s at the vet’s. He’s only a puppy. They had to keep him in. He’s being—you know—poor little thing. He’d have seen that man off. He’s a loyal little dog. He understands every word I say to him. Every word. I said to him this morning, Ginger-boy, I said—you’re going coming down to the vet’s with me this morning to be—you know, and his little ears pricked up and his tail wagged. He knew, you see. I think dogs are more intelligent than people. They’re much better company and the wonderful thing is that once you’ve got a little dog, you meet other people with dogs. And what I always say is that people who have got dogs they’re the nicest sort of people. They’re the ones I know I’d get on with.
Have you got a dog by any chance?