Monologue

Bishop Monologue from Class of '29

From Class of '29 by Orrie Lashin

male · anguished · 56 sec

I don't know whether it is wise or not. But I know my son is desperate. I know I have got to do something. I can't see that fine boy going about lost and unwanted, with no place in the world. I can't see my son turning to Communism--and helping to pull down not only your temples of money, but my House of God. (PRESCOTT: I am very sorry. I can't do what you ask.) If your plans go through, you would have a place for him? (PRESCOTT: Yes, yes.) Then until they do--for my sake, Stanley. For old times' sake. Because we were classmates.

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40s · despair · family · identity · desperation · redemption

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