Monologue

Gregers Monologue from The Wild Duck

From The Wild Duck by Henrik Ibsen

male · defiant · 38 sec

When was there any family life here? Not as long as I can remember. But _now_ a little of that sort of thing may come in useful. For it would look uncommonly well to have people talking of the son hurrying hither--on the wings of filial piety--to his old father’s wedding feast. What then becomes of all the rumors of the poor dead mother’s sorrows and suffering? Nothing! Her son hurls them to the earth.

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