Here is a list of some of my Fav Movie Monologues (in no particular order):
I’m a Fan of MAN
Al Pacino, as the DEVIL, explains to Keanu Reaves in “The Devil’s Advocate” that he is better than God and he tells Keanu (Kevin) what God he thinks of God. Awesome delivery by Al Pacino!
Kevin Lomax: What do you want from me?
John Milton: I want you to be yourself. Y’know, boy, guilt is like a bag of fucking bricks. All you gotta do is set it down…..Who are you carrying all those bricks for anyway? God? Is that it? God? Well, I’ll tell ya, lemme give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He’s a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts! He gives this extraordinary gift and then–what does he do? I swear–for his own amusement–his own private cosmic gag reel–he sets the rules in opposition. It’s the goof of all time! Look. But don’t touch! Touch. But don’t taste! Taste. Don’t swallow! [laughs] And while you’re jumping from one foot to the next, he’s laughing his sick fucking ass off!! He’s a tight ass, he’s a sadist, he’s an absentee landlord!! Worship that never!
Kevin: Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven, is that it?
Milton: Why not? I’m here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began! [screaming] I’ve nurtured every sensation Man has been inspired to have! I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. Why? Because I never rejected him. In spite of all his imperfections, I’m a fan of man!!
[Calms] I’m a humanist. Maybe the last humanist. Who, in their right mind, Kevin, could possibly deny the 20th century was entirely mine? All of it, Kevin, all of it! Mine! I’m peaking here! It’s my time now. It’s our time.
Greed is Good
This scene started with the board of directors accusing Gordon Gekko, a billionaire investor, played by Michael Douglas, of being too greedy. Its at this point that he takes the mic and takes the crowd with him. Its amazing that he was able to turn something negative in something positive.
The point is, ladies and gentlement, that greed, for lack of a better word… is good. Greed is right. Greed works. Greed clarifies, cuts through and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit.
Greed in all of its forms – greed for life, for money, for love, knowledge – has marked the upward surge of mankind.
And greed, you mark my words, will not only save Teldar Paper… but that other malfunctioning corporation called the USA.
Thank you very much.
- Gordo Gekko in Wall Street
You Can’t Handle The Truth
This scene starts with Kaffee, played by Tom Cruise, a the prosecutor that is trying to get an admittance from Col. Jessep, played by Jack Nicholson. And he figures the best way to do it is to ask for it directly. Which gets the Col. riled up and then angrily responds, “You can’t handle the truth!” I just love how Col. Jessep defended his action with his delusional sense of importance.
Son, we live in a world that has walls. And those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: That Santiago’s death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.
You don’t want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall.
We use words like honor, code, loyalty…we use these words as the backbone to a life spent defending something. You use ‘em as a punchline.
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it. I’d prefer you just said thank you and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you’re entitled to.
- Colonel Jessep in A Few Good Men
Ok, here’s the deal. I am not here to waste your time and I certainly hope you’re not here to waste mine. So I’m gonna keep this short. You become an employee of this firm, you will make your first million within three years.Okay? i’m gonna repeat that. You will make a million dollars within three years of your first day of employment at JT Marlin. There is no question as to whether or not you will become a millionaire working here, the only question is how many times over. You think I’m joking. I am not joking.I am a millionaire. It’s a weird thing to hear, right? I’ll tell you, it’s a weird thing to say. I’m a fucking millionaire. Now guess how old I am? Twenty-seven. You know what that makes me here? A fucking senior citizen. This firm is entirely comprised of people your age, not mine. Lucky for me, I happen to be very fucking good at my job or I’d be out of one.You guys are the new blood. You’re gonna go home with the kesef. You’re the future Big-Swinging-Dicks of this firm. Now you all look money hungry and that’s good. Anybody who tells you money is the root of all evil, doesn’t fucking have any! They say money can’t buy happiness? Look at the fucking smile on my face. Ear to ear, baby. You want details? fine. I drive a Ferrari 355 cabriolet. Whats up! I have a ridiculous house on the South Fork. I’ve got every toy you can imagine. And best of all, kids, I am liquid.So now that you know what’s possible, let me tell you what’s required. You are required to work your ass off. We want winners here, not pikers. A piker walks at the bell. A piker asks how much vacation time he gets in the first year. Vacation time? People come and work at this firm for one reason, to become filthy rich. Thats it! We’re not here to make friends. We’re not saving the fucking Manatese here, guys. You want vacation time? Go teach third grade public school.Your first three months at the firm are as a trainee… you make one hundred and fifty dollars a week. After you’re done training, you take the Series Seven. When you pass, you become a junior broker and you’ll be opening accounts for your team leader. You open forty accounts you begin working for yourself and then… sky’s the limit. Now a word about being a trainee. The other brokers, your parents, whoever: they’re gonna give you shit about it. And it’s true, a hundred and fifty a week is not a lot of money, but pay them no mind. You need to learn the business and this is the time to do it. Once you pass the test none of thats gonna matter.Your friends are shit. You’re gonna tell them you made twenty-five thousand last month and they’re not going to fucking believe you. Fuck them! Your parents don’t like the life you lead? Fuck you Mom and Dad! See how it feels when your making their fucking Lexus payments. Now go home and think about it. think about whether this is for you. If you decide it isn’t, listen, nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s not for everyone. But if you really want it, you call me on Monday and we’ll talk. Just don’t waste my fucking time. Alright. That’s it.- Jim Young in Boiler Room
3 Comments
November 1, 2009 at 5:30 pm
Nice! Morally ambiguous yet true in a lot of ways. I personally prefer Michael Douglas in Wall Street… check this out, a deleted scene in Dogma
http://mostyle.mysandbox.com/blog/view/37284
November 1, 2009 at 5:30 pm
Nice! Morally ambiguous yet true in a lot of ways. I personally prefer Michael Douglas in Wall Street… check this out, a deleted scene in Dogma, Evil is an Abstract
December 9, 2009 at 5:20 am
Goes against some of my philosophies and values but still fucking awesome. I’m a humanist and this post is all about that. Haha. Astig.