Scene Detail

"I can't do this. This. What we're doing. You. Me. Movies in the dark on my bed."

From: Heaven and Home
Gender Age Character Name
Cian has come to Gabby for comfort - their traditional movie marathon routine which they pull whenever they want to retreat from the men in their lives - in this case, Cian is retreating from Andrew, and Gabby is retreating from Cian's brother Vincent. But Gabby realizes that she's not solving anything by substituting the emotional intimacy she gets from Cian for what she should be getting from Vincent.

(This monologue was published by Smith and Kraus Publishers, Inc. in a collection of monologues for women in their 20s as part of their "Audition Arsenal - 101 Monologues By Type, 2 Minutes and Under" series in Spring 2005. Available online via Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and other web book sellers. Smith and Kraus can currently be found at

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copyright 1996 by Matthew A. Everett

(Version of the monologue published by Smith and Kraus in 2005 Audition Arsenal series is taken directly from the play script, as is, below...)


I can't do this.
This. What we're doing. You. Me. Movies in the dark on my bed. This. I can't. Or I shouldn't. I won't.
You and your brother. Together, you'd make a great catch. As it is -- I've got to stop torturing myself and you've got to help me.
You take advantage. You do. I'm not saying it's calculated. You know I like you too much and I can't say no, so it's easier, it's comfortable. But you have a perfectly decent, caring, adorable guy who, as far as I can see, has re-shaped his entire life just so he'd have a shot at being with you. And you're using me to avoid him. And I'm letting you.
I should leave well enough alone. God knows I've got my hands full with your brother, as usual.
We're always having trouble. He's the emotional equivalent of a long distance phone call.
But I don't say anything because I'm normally too worried about when you're going to decide to get on with your life -- And sure, you let me do all this, but it's me that did all the work so I can hardly blame you for the corner I've painted myself into.
I have to stop.
Don't get me wrong. I still care about you.
But I have to stop.

copyright 1996 by Matthew A. Everett

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