Nicholas Kazan
Brad Whitewood Sr. Monologues
They make this sound like "woo, woo, woo!" Coyote bitch gets in heat. First thing she does, she take care of the males. Then she heads toward town. All the neighborhood dogs, they smell her. They go crazy. They follow her. She lures them out on to the desert. Coyote get dog out there… alone. All the other coyote come along, they circle 'round… they kill that dog, eat it. Tommy, if you go in front of that grand jury, what will you say?
That's Tony Pine - he's epileptic.
Most people who drive through here see farms. Houses, and fields, and shit. I see money, I see things, everything got my name writ' on it!
I just bought this car. It's cherry. Will you give me $4600 for her?
You go out with us once or twice. See how it is, then you decide if you still want it. 'Cause if you do, that's it. It's blood. Don't break it.
I already give you a car. That don't mean nothing. I gotta see something in you. I gotta see you got something. Right here. Between the legs. Then I'll give you a real present.
That's not right. You wanna talk to me, you talk in private. I'll tell you something, that girl is trouble. She's nice, she's young, big mouth. You stick by us, you stick by me. You can see this is a group, you don't violate that. Take her home. Don't ever do that again. Okay? Don't even mind, it's okay. Look, everything work out fine.
John Hobbes Monologues
C'mon Azazel. Open your eyes
Look around sometimes.
You're right I don't. You know why? Because cigarettes kill. Especially cigarettes laced with poison.
The same kind of poisons you used to kill my brother.
Yeah I know. It was so sweet.
Time, is on my side. Yes it is.
You take any cop on the force, cream or no, ninety-nine percent of the time they're doing their job, aren't they?
Point five. So he or she, cream or no, is doing more good out there every day than any lawyer or stockbroker or president of the United States can ever do in their lifetime. Cops are the chosen people.
Something is always happening, but when it happens, people don't always see it, or understand it... or accept it.
Why are we here? Us, humans? I mean there's six billion of us, we're like ants, I mean do we care what ants do, from a moral standpoint?
I don't know. I can't seem to get my mind around it. I got a bad feeling about this.
Yeah, I mean, you know, I go to church every now and then. What I see in my line of work... faith's a little hard I sustain.
There are moments which mark your life. Moments when you realize nothing will ever be the same and time is divided into two parts, before this, and after this... Sometimes you can feel such a moment coming. That's the test, or so I tell myself. I tell myself that at times like that, strong people keep moving forward anyway, no matter what they're going to find.
Sometimes, I think the basic job that human beings have is just to figure out what the hell is going on.
I know you're here.
Haven't you had enough? You made me kill an innocent man, you...
murdered by brother, come on out you son of a bitch! How much fun can you have, huh?
The criminals don't accept consequences. They kill somebody, somehow it's not their fault.
I knew you'd come. Haven't you done enough? You made me kill an innocent man. You
murdered my brother! Come out, you son of a bitch! How much more fun can you have!
I can feel the love in this room man.