Monologue

Carmody Monologue from The Straw

From The Straw by Eugene O'Neill

male · defiant · 1:07 min

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A sick one, and him readin' a book like a dead man without a civil word out of him! It's queer they'd be allowin' the sick ones to read books, when I'll bet it's the same lazy readin' in the house brought the half of them down with the consumption itself. ((Raising his voice.)) I'm thinking this whole shebang is a big, thievin' fake--and I've always thought so. (NICHOLLS: Put that bottle away, damn it! And don't shout. You're not in a public-house.) I'll put it back when I'm ready, not before, and no lip from you! (NICHOLLS: You're drunk now. It's disgusting.) Drunk, am I? Is it the like of a young jackass like you that's still wet behind the ears to be tellin' me I'm drunk?

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40s · anger · isolation · madness · power · identity

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