Mina's Monologue

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
My monologue for drama class. No stage directions, just a rough draft.

Submitted: March 14, 2010

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Submitted: March 14, 2010

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Monologue Rough Draft

"You can't do this to me! You don't even have any proof! I demand a freaking lawyer! Stupid freaking idiots! Caught? After all this time.... The world's greatest thief... The one time she's innocent... Caught? How could this happen? They said all the stolen items were in my bag. How did I get that bag? Rollo... Rollo gave it to me. I can't believe he'd do this! He's supposed to be protecting me, not landing me a spot in here! And to think I called him my brother. Called him my father. He's not even my own flesh and blood. I was an idiot to trust a stupid gambler. But my Mother said I could trust him... She said that he was a good man. Sure his actions aren't textbook holy but he always had good intentions. He always helped me achieve whatever goals I had even if they got in the way of his. But he's not here now is he? All I have left is- Oh crap. Dang it! Where'd they put my bag. There it is. Good, they didn't touch him. Hunny! I almost thought I had lost you too. That's right. I still have Hunny and Thane. Oh no... Oh god no... What will Thane think? He never knew I was a thief. I never told him. Sure I was just waiting for the time to be right but now... I can't believe he has to find out like this. Thane was always trying to make up for his sins while I treated mine like accomplishments. Wait. What happened to Thane? They grabbed him too didn't they? They took him away. Why? Because of me? This isn't right. I don't want to but I have to apologize somehow. I know! I'll write him a letter and have them deliver it. C'mon Hunny help me write it. No... That won't cover it. That's stupid. That too. Can he even read my handwriting? Gah. It'll have to do. I hate apologizing. I suck at it. Send to Thane... I hope they deliver it. I wish I could write a letter to my Mother too. Do you remember her, Hunny? I left her there. I left her to die. I know she was sick! She would've died anyways. But... I still should've tried to save her. Its still my fault. I lost her. Now I've lost Rollo and I'm about to lose Thane! What would Mother say if she saw me like this? Weak and locked up. I can only imagine what my Father would do to me. Bam! Just like that! 'Stupid! Useless! Good-for-nothing! Why are you even still alive? You're just wasting money I could spend on beer!' And then the twins, watching on like it was a TV show. Like getting the freaking crap beat out of me was entertaining to them. Those sickos, they almost hated me as much as I hated them but they would fight back. The only reason I wouldn't fight back is because of Mother. Only Mother wouldn't be mad. She would smile and say 'You did what you had to. I understand. I understand.' But now they're all gone. Now even Rollo's gone. Dang it... DANG IT! I'm such a freaking weakling! URGH! What? A letter? Its from Thane! He's locked up somewhere else. What?! That... That JERK! I can't believe I said I was sorry to him! I can't believe I ever cared about him! I hope he dies! Rats like him should die just like my Father did! He deserves whatever punishment they give him! I should've just kept to myself. I hope he's happy with himself."

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"You can't do this to me! You don't even have any proof! I demand a lawyer! Stupid freaking idiots! Caught? After all this time.... The world's greatest thief... The one time she's innocent... Caught? How could this happen? They said all the stolen items were in my bag. How did I get that bag? Rollo... Rollo gave it to me. I can't believe the nerve of him! I steal the stuff, he takes care of it from there! That's what we've always done! And to think I called him my partner-in-crime. Called him my brother. Called him my father. He's not even my own flesh and blood! I was an idiot to trust that stupid gambler. His name is 'Roll 'em Rollo' for God's sakes! But my Mother said I could trust him... She said that he was a good man. Of course at the time she thought he was a highly skilled doctor coming bravely to help her dying daughter... When in reality he was just a intern, cutting out on work so he could impress the female nurses and smoke. Okay, okay, his actions aren't textbook holy but he always had good intentions... If the outcome benefited him. He's not really scoring high on this pro's and con's thing is he? But he's not here now is he? All I have left is- Oh crap. Dang it! Where'd they put my bag. There it is. Good, they didn't touch him. Hunny! I almost thought I had lost you too. I would never forgive myself if that happened. That's right. I still have Hunny and Thane. Oh no... Aw crap. Thane! I never told him about being a thief... Sure, I was waiting for the right time to tell him... But I really didn't want him to know about it... Well he knows now, right? Urgh. Why am I feeling guilty about this? So what? I'm a thief. Its who I am. Thane always thought he was so holy, trying to make up for his sins, acting like he was a freaking saint. He's an outcast. An alien. Even if he managed to repent no one would ever accept him! Just like no one would accept a thief... No one. Wait. What happened to Thane? Didn't they grabbed him too? Did they take him away because of...me? Then... Way to go Mina! Screw up someone else's life! Good job! First get in the way of Rollo's dream by making him quit his internship, then screw up your family's life by getting them all killed, and finally -the icing on the cake- get innocent Thane thrown in jail. Someone should just slap a medal on me! 'Best at messing up everyone else's lives!' in big gold letters and bold font. What do I do now? Well I'm not just going to sit and rot in jail! I'm going to fix this! What do you mean how? I'm going to write a letter of course! Use your head every now and then. Och. A few minutes in and I'm already talking to inaminate objects. Anyways, Rollo got me into this mess, Mom's dead, so the sensible decision is to write to Thane. All right. No... That won't cover it. How do you spell apologize? Oh right, a Z not an S. That's stupid. That too. Jeez, I'm a thief not a novelist! Can he even read my handwriting? Gah. This'll have to do it. Bleh. I hate saying 'I'm sorry.' I suck at it. It always turns into a 'I'm sorry... I got caught.' I miss my Mother. She was always good at writing. She was teaching me how before she got sick. We were talking about poetry before it happened. I asked Rollo if he knew anything about poems. I should've suspected he, being an idiot, would just use it as an excuse to nag. 'I focus on selling rare jewels and toasters, not ryhming words in run on sentences.' As soon as I get out of here, I'm not going back to Rollo's. I'm done dragging him down with me. I'll tell Thane straight to his face that I'm a thief and plan on continuing to be one. And if he doesn't like it... Well I'm screwed and all alone but at least I won't be a burden to anyone anymore. Except myself. Hunny? What's the easiest way out of jail? Doing your time and good behavior? Crap.


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