epic monologues

**eells** · October 26th, 2009, 10:51 PM

im looking for the monologues that when your done hearing them, all you can do is shiver and think about how profound they are, the meaning or the amusement, the powerful words coming from whatever source, just the lines so epic, they can make an entire movie/show/play whatever. oh and post what theyre from too. ill start with lous monologue from rescue me when theyre at the baseball game:
"Baseball and life, one and the same. Everybody says that life is too short. Like, unless you get cancer, hit by a bus, or set on fire, it takes forever. Just like Baseball. Its a series of long, mind boggling boring stretches of time where absolutly nothing happends. So, next to a little while, when that crisp crack of bat hitting the ball, so crisp you can almost smell the wood burning, jolts you awake and you open your eyes to see something so exciting and intrigate, and possibly very, very meaningful has just happend. But you missed it because you were just so god damn bored in the first place. so you grab a couple hot dogs, throw in some beers, the occasional pussy and thats that."

**Kaos** · October 26th, 2009, 11:28 PM

Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat.

There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression.

And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.

I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent.

Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.

**SierraPapa** · October 27th, 2009, 01:29 AM

Christopher Walken; Poolhall Junkies; EPIC (of course, Walken's delivery is 80% of how epic it is):

You watch those nature documentaries on the cable?
See the one about lions?
Ya got this lion.
He's the king of the jungle. Huge mane, out to here.
He's laying down under a tree, in the middle of Africa.
He's so big. He's so hot. He doesn't want to move.
The little lion cubs, they start messing with him.
Biting his tail, biting his ears.
He doesn't do anything.
The lioness, she starts messing with him...
coming over, making trouble. Still nothing.
Now, the other animals notice this...
and they start to move in, the jackals. Hyenas.
They're barking at him, laughing at him. They nip his toes
and eat the food that's in his domain.
They do this...
then they get closer and bolder,
till one day...
that lion gets up
and tears the shit out of everybody...
runs like the wind,
eats everything in his path.
'Cause every once in a while,
the lion has to show the jackals...
who he is.
It's too late to be scared. It's time to kill.
I'm going in the other room.
You come out when you're ready.
Don't beat him. Kick his ass.

**GunLawyer001** · October 27th, 2009, 01:36 AM

"Let's roll."
- Todd Beamer, shortly before his death on September 11, 2001

**PGHxdguy** · October 27th, 2009, 02:48 AM

Originally Posted by condition1

Christopher Walken; Poolhall Junkies; EPIC (of course, Walken's delivery is 80% of how epic it is):

You watch those nature documentaries on the cable?
See the one about lions?
Ya got this lion.
He's the king of the jungle. Huge mane, out to here.
He's laying down under a tree, in the middle of Africa.
He's so big. He's so hot. He doesn't want to move.
The little lion cubs, they start messing with him.
Biting his tail, biting his ears.
He doesn't do anything.
The lioness, she starts messing with him...
coming over, making trouble. Still nothing.
Now, the other animals notice this...
and they start to move in, the jackals. Hyenas.
They're barking at him, laughing at him. They nip his toes
and eat the food that's in his domain.
They do this...
then they get closer and bolder,
till one day...
that lion gets up
and tears the shit out of everybody...
runs like the wind,
eats everything in his path.
'Cause every once in a while,
the lion has to show the jackals...
who he is.
It's too late to be scared. It's time to kill.
I'm going in the other room.
You come out when you're ready.
Don't beat him. Kick his ass.

This was exactly what I was thinking of when I read the title of this thread. I love Poolhall Junkies. It has a cult like fan base. Most people never have never seen it.

My favorite dialog is from the same scene as you quoted above.

Walken - "How much you got joe? You put 80 up like it doesn't matter. I think it does"

Joe - "What's the difference?"

Walken - "I'm a millionaire! If I loose 80, I get another 80. Your ring, how much was your ring?"

Joe - "you want my ring?

Walken - "you said it, let's shoot it all"

For those have you that have never seen this movie, it is the quentisential Walken performance. No one else could have made this character work but him. If like Walken, you have to see this movie.

**uniballin** · October 27th, 2009, 05:33 AM

"Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought, or why we died. All that matters is that two stood against many. That's what's important! Valor pleases you, Crom... so grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, then to HELL with you! "