Monologue

Gregers Monologue from The Wild Duck

From The Wild Duck by Henrik Ibsen

male · defiant · 1:17 min

Ah, don’t let us be nice in our choice of words--not when we are alone, at any rate. ((Laughs shortly.)) So that’s it! So that was why--curse it!---- I must come to town in person. For the benefit of Mrs. Sorby, a scene of family life is to be arranged here. Tableau of father and son! That would be something new! (WERLE: How dare you speak in that tone?) 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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