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Monologue from 'The right thing'

Lights down spotlight on Jack who moves downstage away from Sara. He looks at the audience and then proceeds with his monologue. 

I had this moment; a crystallising moment. (Short Considered Pause.) Right then, I knew, she didn't love me. My perfect, brilliant, goddess, wasn't mine.

Jack turns to look at Sara. 

When she met me I was broken and she put me back together. She delivered me from that dark and painful place I was in. (Sighs) But standing there, looking into her eyes, I knew that she couldn't love me the way I love her. The look in her eyes was one of pity, of sympathy. Almost like I'm some puppy she rescued from a pound.

 Jack turns back to the audience.

 I mean look at her...and now look at me. She deserves so much better than me and she knows it. (Brief pause) And yet she will never leave me, because she is afraid of what I might do and what might end up on her conscience. So what do I do?

 Jack looks back to Sara

 Do I carry on and let her be we someone she doesn't truly love? Or do I let her go and love her from afar?

 Jack turns to the audience

 Every fibre of my being wants to be with her. I love her more than anything. She is the only important thing that has ever happened to me. Which is why I must let her go.

 Jack walks back to his original position upstage.

She will never leave me, so I must leave her. She deserves to love someone...someone better than me. Someone she isn't with because she feels obligated. Someone she can love as much as I love her. (Jack hangs his head) I must let her go.

 

 

Note from the Author

Stage Directions are marked with itallics. Please bear in mind that this is not formatted as a normal script would be but I have presented it like this for easier reading.

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