The Barber Monologue from The reckoning

From The reckoning by Percival Wilde

male · anguished · 46 sec

I've been thinking about it for twelve years, John. (THE CUSTOMER: I'm on my back, helpless!) You'd run if I let you up. (THE CUSTOMER: But give me a chance! Kilburn, give me--) (Interrupting) No, John, you get no chance. You gave Jennie none. ((He pauses.)) She was just eighteen when you came to our town. She was only a child, John, only a child. Her mother was dead. I was all she had--and she was all I had. And I was trying to bring her up right--to make her the same kind of a woman her mother had been, if you know what that means.

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