One minute stunt monologue for a 13 year old girl.

(copyright © 2004 by Jeff Goode)
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Skye Blu

by Jeff Goode
copyright © 2004

(A GIRL finishes performing an audition monologue. She abruptly breaks character:)

No, seriously, that never happened.

But I like to tell stories, you know?

Like the time my father Lionel got drunk and stole a car and drove it up on the lawn, and my mother came out and started yelling at him so bad right in front of the whole neighborhood that he started beating on her with a muffler pipe just to shut her up.

And it made my brother so mad he went inside and got his gun out of the drawer in the kitchen — my father’s gun, not my brother’s. Ricky never had a gun before that night — and then BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

(breaking character) See? I just made that up. My brother’s name is Steve, not Ricky.

And who names their father Lionel? I mean, c’mon!

But you probably knew that, right? You’re smart.

Not like the police. They’ll believe just about anything.

So now Ricky’s doing 8 to 15.

And Lionel? Well, he’s kinda wishin’ he never laid a finger on my momma. Or a pipe.

Or he would be if he didn’t have those three slugs in his head.

(breaking character again) Nah, I’m kiddin’!

Like I told you. ...His name isn’t Lionel.