I tell you... there's another on the way. Nothing! Oh there's one joy down here. You can burrow and hide like a rat from it all. The damn carriages don't roll by before your eyes. Oh, those women, how I hate them. Their silks, their jewels, their soft white skins. Fed! Clothed! Housed!... While Martha starves! Oh, God! They drive by laughing and I could choke them! Listen what happened. Yesterday in the park I stood there... shivering... wondering! And all at once the mad hate came into my heart and I felt that I could kill. And then.... Ha... ha... ha! Then.... The King.... The King drove by. And off came my hat! My hat came off my head, Old Man, and I bowed and cringed with the hate in my heart. I could have torn the warm furs from his throat and wrapped my fingers in their place. Ugh!

Kraig Monologue from In the Morgue

Rehearse Kraig's monologue