Dr. Evil's while he and Scott attend group therapy. "My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery," is probably the part that cracks me up the most.
You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football.
Because in either game, life or football,the margin for error is so small.
I mean, one half step too late or too early and you don't quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast and you don't quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in every break of the game, every minute, every second.
On this team, we fight for that inch.
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces for that inch.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch. Cause we know when we add up all those inches, that's going to make the f***ing difference between WINNING and LOSING. Between LIVING and DYING.
"It is the cruelty of life that we are swiftly taken away.We age,we decay,we die.
But what about the soul.Does it endure beyond our human existance?
I believe it does"
[Neighbors bring food with death, and flowers with sickness, and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a knife, and our lives.]
You're right, that IS the most awesome monologue of recent years, certainly the best villain's monologue I can recall!
Another good one was the opening of "The Libertine", where Johnny Depp delivered the philosophy of a noble 18th century libertine or manslut. Ah, the good old days, when Depp was a good actor and not a lazy slob wearing too much makeup...
[This is Tom Hagen, calling for Vito Corleone at his request. Now, you owe your Don a service. He has no doubt that you will repay him. In one hour he will be at your funeral parlor to ask for your help. Be there to greet him.]
[As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don't know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.]
& what did his galvanized friend retort? Damn rights..."But I still want one."
Kirk Douglas|"Det. James McLeod" - administering his own last rites - "Detective Story"
[In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost; Oh my God, I am heartfully sorry for having offended Thee. And I detest all of my sins because I dread the loss of Heaven and the pains of Hell.]
“I have never had so much as now. So many times I have faced my death with no one to know or care. Many times I have passed by tents and huts and seen others holding each other inside, around a fire, but I’ve always passed on. You and I, we have warmth together. That’s so hard to find in this world. Let someone else pass by in the night! Let us take the world by the throat, and make it give us what WE desire!”
“All the gods, they cannot sever us! If I were dead, and you still fighting for life, I would come back from the Dark, from the Pit of Hell, to fight at your side!”
- Valaria, Queen of Thieves, the One True Conan The Barbarian
When I think of a monologue, I really think of a soliloquy, like “To be or not to be” in Hamlet, “Now is the winter of our discontent” in Richard III, or Molly Bloom’s wondrous 100-page sentence in James Joyce’s Ulysses. The second quotation, above, from Valeria does not rise to these standards, but is still, technically, a monologue, though really a line of dialogue. Please forgive me if I don’t give a damn; because it has the passionate gut punch of a charging Rhino and I treasure it.
Bless her heart, R_K-she showed up there & acquitted herself admirably. We didn't have to hear about it thru endless preface. She just executed it on-the-spot.
She showed up in full-on Viking Valhalla regalia and smacked that sumbitch upside the head! Sandahl Bergman, who was a Lead Broadway Dancer, was the first truly convincing cinema woman warrior, a pioneer who opened the door for so many other women who have come after her. The instant I saw Rexor’s sword stroke blocked by a third sword, I knew it was she.