Dr George Littlefield Monologue from The Faith Healer: A Play in Three Acts

From The Faith Healer: A Play in Three Acts by William Vaughn Moody

male · anguished · 1:22 min

Shrugs. Not much! The woman wouldn't listen to me. And if she did, and I failed--oh, I'm no miracle worker!--they'd make short work of me, out there. (He points out and adds significantly.) They're in no mood for failures, out there. Michaelis's gaze, as if in spite of himself, goes to the window. He rests his hand on the table, to stop its trembling. Littlefield goes on, watching him with interest. Nervously speaking, you are a high power machine. The dynamo that runs you is what is called "faith," "religious inspiration," or whatnot. It's a dynamo which nowadays easily gets out of order. Well, my friend, as a doctor, I warn you that your little dynamo is out of order.--In other words, you've lost your grip. You're in a funk. Rhoda opens the hall door and looks anxiously at the two. Michaelis approaches her with averted eyes. As he is about to pass out, she speaks timidly.

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