Tell Me That You Love Me, Junie Moon by D.D. Brooke

character: Arthur

gender: Male

age: 30s

style: Drama

length: 3 min

monologue:

Junie? … Junie Moon? (she sleeps) I didn’t get the job, Junie Moon. But you must have known that. So, why were riding with that man? I don’t remember exactly what happened … sometimes it’s that way after a seizure. I guess I ran away. I know that was silly, but if a man can’t run away, how can he become a respectable failure? (He sits on the orange crate)

I was in a field when I woke up. I couldn’t move my leg, Junie. I crawled to a tree … in the shade. I pulled myself up, on the tree. I saw that I was near the highway and I followed it a little at a time. Then I saw an exit and I knew where I was. I rested. Many times. Sometimes maybe I fell asleep, because I thought I heard voices. Or I dreamed them. I don’t know. I heard Miss Grayson. And the director. And my mother. And doctors? Oh, my God, I heard a hundred doctors. Some, I couldn’t even remember their names. But I remember their voices. What they said. I saw a little stream then I took off my shoes and put my feet in the water. And I thought about it all. A long time.

I thought about the state school … and my folks … and people on the street and the hospital. And Miss Oxford. Can it be she never really was in love? And then, I thought about this house … and Warren … and you, Junie Moon. And there was something I wanted you to tell me. (He rises, goes a little closer to her) So, here I am. The bad penny. Dented. Twisted. Hardly worth the metal I’m made of. But I want you to tell me … tell me that you love me, Junie Moon.