The end? Why have an end? I didn't make this game... I play it according to other men's rules. I buy and sell stocks, and make what money I can. The end may take care of itself. (GER: It's rather hard on the helpless people, isn't it?) Humph! The people! (After a pause.) Gerald, this world of yours has always seemed to me like a barrel full of rats. There's only room for a certain number on top, and the rest must sweat for it till they die. (GER: It's not a very pleasant image to think of.) I don't think of it. I simply happen to find myself on top, and I stay there and enjoy the view. (Seats himself at table.) As a matter of fact, Gerald, one of the things I intend to do with this world is to clean it up. Don't imagine that I will tolerate such stupid waste as we have at present... everybody trying to cheat everybody else, and nobody to keep the streets clean. It's as if a dozen mere should go out into a field to catch a horse, and spend all their time in trying to keep each other from catching it. When I take charge they'll catch the horse.

Hagen Monologue from Prince Hagen

Rehearse Hagen's monologue