#Glass menagerie monologue movie
#Glass menagerie monologue windows

I”m leading a double life: a simple, honest warehouse worker by day, by night, a dynamic czar of the underworld, Mother. I run a string of cat houses in the Valley. I”ve joined the Hogan Gang, I”m a hired assassin, I carry a tommy gun in a violin case. Why listen, if self is what I thought of Mother, I”d be where he is, GONEI”m going to the movies! I”m going to opium dens, yes, opium dens, Mother. For sixty five dollars a month I give up all that I dream of doing and being ever! And you say self- self”s all I ever think of. TOM: What do you think I”m at? Aren”t I supposed to have any patience to reach the end of, Mother? You think I”m crazy about the warehouse? You think I”m in love with the Continental Shoemakers? You think I want to spend fifty-five years down there in that celotex interior? With fluorescent tubes? Look! I”d rather somebody picked up a crowbar and battered out my brains than go back mornings. And so goodbye.Ĭategory: Play Role: Tom From: The Glass Menagerie For nowadays the world is lit by lightning. Anything that will blow your candles out. I reach for a cigarette, I cross a street, I run to the movies or to a bar. I tried so hard to leave you behind me but I am more faithful than I intended to be. Then all at once my sister touches my shoulder and I turn around and look into her eyes.

Tiny transparent bottles and delicate colors like bits of a shattered rainbow.

#Glass menagerie monologue windows

Windows filled with pieces of colored glass. And I pass a lighted window of a shop where perfume is sold. Perhaps I’m walking along the street at night in some strange city before I have found companions. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass. I would have stopped but I was pursued by something that always came upon me unawares taking me all together by surprise. The city swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly colored but torn away from the branches. I descended the steps of our fire escape for the last time and from then on I followed in my father’s footsteps attempting to find in motion what was lost in space. I went much further, for time is the longest distance between two places.

#Glass menagerie monologue movie

Category: Movie Role: Tom Wingfield From: The Glass Menagerie Actor: John Malkovich Writer: Tennessee Williams