Dwight Hansen Monologues

I know a thing or two about a thing or two!

That’s right, I spent it all as you made it, for things that we needed! It’s gone! Poof! Poof!

Oh, fancy, fancy talk. Fancy talk for a whore. Fancy talk. Oh, yeah! I know a thing or two about a thing or two. I’ve got friends in this town and they tell me things. And I found out some guy down at that campaign headquarters, he found you a job in Washington, D.C. You’re gonna run off with him aren’t ya, Miss Whore? Aren’t ya, Miss Whore?

You can get it doggy-style or you can get it laying on your side. Those are your only choices. This is my house and I get to say. Got it?

What about me? What about me? When is it ever Dwight’s turn for some consideration? What about me? I’ll tell you one thing: You’ll remember me!

Hey, I thought I was helping him. Thought I save him some trouble, ’cause he got no chance of gettin’ into some fancy prep school.

Now come on! Come on! Let’s go, god damn it, let’s start, you little fuckin’ sissy, all your god damn fuckin’ life, quitter, gonna be a god damned quitter, let’s go, damn you! Don’t go all shy and delicate on me, you’re acting as sissy as little miss Arthur Gale, you know that? And you know what I’m gonna call you, I’m gonna call you little miss Jackie Wolff. Oh my yes, oh Jackie, oh my yes, little miss Jackie Wolff, little miss Jackie Wolff… Is that what you want me to call you? Is that what you want the kids in school to call you? Come on, let’s go, come on, let’s do it. Oh, Jesus Christ, if you’re gonna act like a…

Every time I come home, I feel the top of the TV to see if its warm, and it always is!

Yeah, you pull that hot shot stuff around me, and I’ll break every bone in your goddamn body. You understand me? Yeah, you’re in for a change, mister, a whole ‘nother ball game.

Hey, leopard. I said hey, leopard. I know you, leopard. I can see those spots that you can’t change, leopard. Huh, leopard? Huh?

Hey look it’s the Hot Shot that thinks he knows everything. Buddy, what you don’t know would fill a book. Edsel’s a piece of shit car.

I trade an old piece of crap for a valuable hunting dog and all you can do is piss and moan! Make your own deals from now on!

Well… You can want in one hand and shit in the other, and see which one fills first.

This is nothing compared to what you’re gonna get, dammit!

I don’t believe that crap, you know, I believe there is such a thing as a bad boy, bad clear through. It’s gonna be my job to set you straight. That’s right, to kill or cure. Kill or cure!

You don’t know it yet, but me and Concrete are in your blood. We’ll make a man of you yet. In years to come you’ll thank me. You’ll remember me… me and Concrete!

Only me on this whole Earth to straighten you out, and I will do it, kill or cure. Kill or cure.

Hey, Leopard. I say “Hey, Leopard”. I know you, leopard. I can see those spots that you can’t change, leopard. Huh, leopard? Huh? Thinks he can go to some fancy prep school to fool everybody? Well, not a chance. Not a chance. I know a thing or two about a thing or two. I sure do. I sure do.

A neighbor of mine says, “Looking for nice churches, come to Concrete. Looking for sin, go to hell.”

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