3rd Monologues (C1 - C13) C1.

Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas (206) written by Terry Gilliam, Tony Grisoni, Tod Davies, & Alex Cox, from the novel by Hunter S. Thompson Raoul Duke: Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Has it been five years? Six? It seems like a lifetime. The kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle 60's was a very special time and place to be a part of. But no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive, in that corner of time in the world Whatever it meant. There was madness in any direction. At any hour, you could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right. That we were winning. And that I think was the handle. That sense of inevitable victory over the forces of old and evil. Not in any mean or military sense. We didnt need that. Our energy would simply prevail. We had all the momentum. We were riding the crest, of a high and beautiful wave. So now, less than five years later, you go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west. And with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high watermark that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.

C2. Footloose written by Dean Pitchford

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Ren McCormack: From the oldest of times, people danced for a number of reasons. They danced in prayer or so that their crops would be plentiful or so their hunt would be good. And they danced to stay physically fit and show their community spirit. And they danced to celebrate. And that, that is the dancing that were talking about. Arent we told in Psalm 149: Praise ye the Lord. Sing unto the Lord a new song. Let them praise His name in the dance?It was King David. King David, who we read about in Samuel, and, and what did David do? What did David do? What did David do? David danced before the Lord with all his might, leaping, leaping and dancing before the Lord. Leaping and dancing! Ecclesiastes assures us that there is a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to laugh and a time to weep. A time to mourn and there is a time to dance. And there was a time for this law, but not anymore. See, this is our time to dance. It is our way of, of celebrating life. It s the way it was in the beginning. Its the way its always been. Its the way it should be now.

C 3. William Shakespeare's Star Wars written by Ian Doescher

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Luke: Adventure I have asked for in this life, and now I have too much of my desire. My soul within me weeps; my mind, it runs to a thousand, thousand varied paths. My uncle Owen and my aunt Beru. Have they been cruelly killed for what I want? So never will I want again if in the wanting all I love is to be destroyed. Oh god! Adventure! Evil trick of boyhoods mind that one should ever seek to have adventure when one has a home a family so kind and full of love, good, steady work, and vast, abundant crops why would one give up all this gentle life for that one beastly word: adventure? No! But soft, my soul, be patient and be wise. The sands of time never turned backward yet, and forward marches Fate, not the reverse. So while I cannot wish for them to live, I can commit my life to their peace. So I shall undertake to do them proud and take whatever adventure comes my way. It is now my burden, so Ill wear it well, and give my life to the great Rebellion. A Jedi I shall be, in all things brave. And then they shall be honored in their grave.

C4. A Few Good Men written by Aaron Sorkin

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Jessep: You can't handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls. And those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives...You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty...we use these words as the backbone to a life spent defending something. You use 'em as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it! I'd rather you just said thank you and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to! C5. Groundhog Day (211) written by Danny Rubin & Harold Ramis Ned: Phil? Hey! Phil? Phil? Phil Connors, Phil Connors I thought that was you. Hey, hey. Now don't you tell me you don't remember me because I sure as heck-fire remember you! Ned! Ryerson!! Needle-nosed Ned, Ned the head, come on buddy, Case Western High! Ned Ryerson... I did the whistling belly button trick at the high school talent show - BING! Ned Ryerson got the shingles real bad senior year almost didn't graduate - bing again! Ned Ryerson I dated your sister Mary Pat a couple times til you told me not to anymore... well? BING! Do you have life insurance? Cause if you do, you can always use a little more. Am I right, or am I right or am I right? Right? Right? Right? Hey, that's all right! I'll walk with you. You know whenever I see an opportunity now I charge it like a bull! "Ned the Bull", that's me now. You know I've got friends of mine who live and die by the actuarial tables and I say, "Hey! it's all one big crap shoot any hoot." Tell me, have you ever heard of single premium life? Because I think that really could be the ticket for you-- oh, god! It is SO good to see you!

C6. The Devil's Advocate Tony Gilroy

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John Milton: Who are you carrying all those bricks for anyway? God? Is that it? God? Well, I tell ya, let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. Hes a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift and then what does He do? I swear, for His own amusement, His own private cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. Its the goof of all time. Look, but dont touch. Touch, but dont taste. Taste, dont swallow. And while youre jumpin from one foot to the next, what is He doin? Hes laughin His sick, freakin ass off. Hes a tight-ass. Hes a sadist. Hes an absentee landlord. Worship that? Never! Why not? Im here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began! Ive nurtured every sensation man has been inspired to have! I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. Why? Because I never rejected him, in spite of all his imperfections! Im a fan of man! Im a humanist. Maybe the last humanist. Who, in their right mind, Kevin, could possibly deny the 20th century was entirely mine? All of it, Kevin! All of it! Mine! Im peaking, Kevin. Its my time now. Its our time.

C7. Seinfeld: The Visa written by: Peter Mehlman

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Kramer: Well, the camp ended a few days early. Uh, well there was an incident. I punched Mickey Mantle in the mouth. Yeah, I punched him and they took him to the hospital and then theycanceled the rest of the week. Mickey Mantle... Well, you know, we were playing a game and, you know, I was pitching, and I was really throwing some smoke. And Joe Pepitone, he was up, and man that guy, you know, he was crowding the plate. Yeah, well, Joe Pepitone or not, I own the inside of that plate. So I throw one, you know, inside, you know, a little chin music, put him right on his pants. Cause I gotta intimidate when I'm on the mound. Well the next pitch, he's right back in the same place. So, I had to plunk him. Oh yeah. Well, he throws down his bat, he comes racing up to the mound. Next thing, both benches are cleared, you know? A brouhaha breaks out between the guys in the camp, you know, and the old Yankee players, and as I'm trying to get Moose Skowron off of one of my teammates, you know, somebody pulls me from behind, you know, and I turned around and I popped him. I looked down, and woah man, it's Mickey. I punched his lights out.

C8. Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas (227) written by Terry Gilliam, Tony Grisoni, Tod Davies, & Alex Cox, from the novel by Hunter S. Thompson Raoul Duke: We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit light headed, maybe you should drive...." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?" Never mind, it's your turn to drive." No point in mentioning those bats, I thought, the poor bastard will see them soon enough. We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all this for the trip, but once you get locked in a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

C9. Inspirational Speech from movie quotes:

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Shame on you. This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're going to let it be the worst. And I guarantee a week won't go by in your life you won't regret walking out, letting them get the best of you. Well, I'm not going home. We've come too far! And I'm going to stay right here and fight for this lost cause. A day may come when the courage of men fails... but it is not THIS day. The line must be drawn HERE. This far, no further! I'm not saying it's going to be easy. You're going to work harder than you ever worked before. But that's fine, we'll just get tougher with it! If a person grits his teeth and shows real determination, failure is not an option. That's how winning is done! I say to you what every warrior has known since the beginning of time: you've got to get mad. I mean plum mad dog mean. If you would be free men, then you must fight to fulfill that promise! Let us cut out their living guts one inch at a time, and they will know what we can do! Let no man forget how menacing we are. We are lions! This is YOUR time! Seize the day, never surrender, victory or death... Who's with me? Alright! Let's fly!

C9. Seinfeld (Season 3 The Subway) (228) Elaine's voice: Oh, this is great. This is what I need, just what I need. Ok, take it easy I'm sure it's nothing. Probably rats on the track, we're stopping for rats. God, it's so crowded. How can there be so many people? This guy really smells, doesn't anyone use deodorant in the city? What is so hard, you take the cap off, you roll it on. What's that? I feel something rubbing against me. Disgusting animals, these people should be in a cage. We are in a cage. What if I miss the wedding? I got the ring. What'll they do? You can't get married without the ring. Oh, I can't breath, I feel faint. Take it easy, it'll start moving soon. Think about the people on the concentration camps, what they went through. And hostages, what would you do if you were a hostage? Think about that. This is nothing. No, it's not nothing, it's something. It's a nightmare! Help me! Move it! Com'on move this thing!! Why isn't it moving?!? What can go wrong with a train!?! It's on tracks, there's no traffic! How can a train get stuck. Step on the gas!! What could it be? You'de think the conductor would explain it to us? 'I'm sorry there's a delay we'll be moving in 5 minutes'!! I wanna hear a voice. What's that on my leg?!! C 10. A Sacrifice of a Young Girl (228) written by Jin Young Sook, 2nd grade Hanseong Womens Middle School. April 19, 1960. Please understand my leaving without seeing you because there is no time. I will fight them in the demonstration against the election rigging til the end. Now, all my friends and I, as well as other fellow students of Korea, are shedding blood for the democracy in this country. Mother, please do not blame me for joining the protesters. If we dont, who will stand against them and march in the street? I know I am too young. But, I know what we need to do for the country and her people. All my colleagues and I are ready to sacrifice ourselves for our cause, which I am willing to do myself. I would have no regrets even if my joining the protests on the street claims my life. Mother, even though it would be such a grievance for you if anything happens to me, I beg you rejoice it instead of crying, for the sake of the liberation and the future of our people. My heart is already racing down to the street. It is even difficult for me to keep my hand steady at this very moment. Please take care of yourself, mother. Once again, I would like to assure you that I am ready to sacrifice myself. Please forgive me concluding this letter so hurriedly, as there is not enough time for all of us.

C11. Seinfeld (Season 5 The Fire) (241) Kramer: Toby, she got so upset, she ran out of the building and a street sweeper ran over her foot and severed her pinky toe. After the ambulance left, I found the toe! So I put it in a Cracker Jack box, filled it with ice, and took off for the hospital. I jumped on the bus. I told the driver, "I got a toe here, buddy - step on it." Yeah, yeah, then all of a sudden, this guy pulls out a gun. I knew any delay is gonna cost her her pinky toe, so I got out of the seat and I started walking towards him. He says, "Where do you think you're going, Cracker Jack?" I said, "Well, I got a little prize for ya, buddy -knocked him out cold! Then everybody is screamin,' because the driver, he's passed out from all the commotion...the bus is out of control! So, I grab him by the collar, I take him out of the seat, I get behind the wheel and now I'm drivin' the bus. Yeah. Yeah, I am Batman. Then the mugger, he comes to, and he starts chokin' me! So I'm fightin' him off with one hand and I kept drivin' the bus with the other, y'know? Then I managed to open up the door, and I kicked him out the door with my foot, you know - at the next stop people kept ringin' the bell!

C12. Fritz the Cat (257) written by Ralph Bakshi, from the comic books by R. Crumb Fritz: Oh, yes, yes, I remember the time when it was all very inspiring and enlightening. You think learning is a really big thing and you become this big intellectual and sit around trying to out intellectual all the other big intellectuals. You spend years and years with your nose buried in these books while the world is passin' you by. All this stuff to see and all the kicks and all the girls are out there and me, a writer and a poet who should be havin' adventures and experience and all of the adversities and paradoxes and ironies of life. And passin' over all the roads of the world. And diggin' all the cities and towns and rivers and oceans. Oh God. As a writer and a poet, it is my duty to get out there and dig the world. To swing the whole friggin' scene while there's still time, man! My fartin' around days are over, baby! From this day on, I shall live every day as if it was my last. Yeah, yeah, I must do it. No more of the dreary boring classes, the dismal lectures, the sitting around bullshittin' with pretentious fatass hippies! No more of the books! Ha, ha! Oh my God, what have I done? I set all my notes and books and stuff on fire and, uh, now I can't study for my exams. I'll flunk out and my folks will be pissed off as hell. I'll get a blanket. Blanket's on fire. We'd better call the fire department.

C13. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl written by Ted Elliott & Terry Rossio (272) Captain Barbossa: This is Aztec gold. One of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest to Corts himself. Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his armies. But the greed of Corts was insatiable. So the heathen gods placed upon the gold a terrible curse. Any mortal that removes but a single piece from that stone chest shall be punished for eternity. Buried on an island of dead what cannot be found, except Find it, we did. There be the chest. Inside be the gold. And we took em all. We spent em and traded em and frittered em away on drink and food and pleasurable company. The more we gave em away, the more we came to realize the drink would not satisfy, food turned to ash in our mouths and all the pleasurable company in the world could not slake our lust. We are cursed men, Miss Turner. is one way we can end our curse. All the scattered pieces of the Aztec gold must be restored and the blood repaid. Thanks to ye, we have the final piece. Look! The moonlight shows us for what we really are. We are not among the living and so we cannot die, but neither are we dead. For too long Ive been parched of thirst and unable to quench it. Too long Ive been starving to death and havent died. I feel nothing not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea, nor the warmth of a womans flesh. You best start believing in ghost stories Miss Turner. Youre in one! Hahahahaha!

C14. William Shakespeare's Star Wars: Verily, A New Hope written by Ian Doescher (278) Luke Skywalker: Friends, rebels, starfighters, lend me your ears. Do not wish we had a single fighter more. If we are marked to die, we are enough to make our planets proud. But should we win, we fewer rebels share the greater fame. We all have sacrificed for this cause. You all know well the family I have lost. My uncle dear and aunt beloved, aye both, and then a great mentor, a powerful friend. As massive is the grief I feel for them, I know full well theyd not have me back down. The princess has lost a planet, with friends and family alikehow great her pain! And yet as grave as that emotion is, she knows they would have her lead us still. And you, you goodly men and women too, you all have lived and loved and lost as well, your stories are with mine one and the same. For all of us have known of grief and joy. And everyone has come to this day not so that we may turn our backs and flee, but that we may show a greater courage, both for ourselves and those we left behind. So let us not wish further ships were here. And you, you brave souls, have your memories of your great exploits in your own homelands, so think on them and let your valor rise, for with the Force and bravery we win. O! Great shall be the triumph of that hour when the arrogant, powerful Empire felled by simple hands of rebels, is shown the might of our good company! For never shall rebellion see a time more glorious than our strong attack today!