Monologue

Face Monologue from The Alchemist

From The Alchemist by Ben Jonson

male · dramatic · 53 sec

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No, my smock rampant. The right is, my master Knows all, has pardon'd me, and he will keep them; Doctor, 'tis true--you look--for all your figures: I sent for him, indeed. Wherefore, good partners, Both he and she be satisfied; for here Determines the indenture tripartite 'Twixt Subtle, Dol, and Face. All I can do Is to help you over the wall, o' the back-side, Or lend you a sheet to save your velvet gown, Dol. Here will be officers presently, bethink you Of some course suddenly to 'scape the dock: For thither you will come else. Hark you, thunder.

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Face is in a tense situation where he must navigate the consequences of his actions while trying to help his partners escape impending danger.

30s · fear · betrayal · power · freedom · identity

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