written by Charles Forbes
Rita: Happy? Is that what you were going to say? You're full of little words like that aren't you! Yes, there is a fine line between managing my life and being happy with it. I have gotten tangled in it too many times to want to walk with it again. Look, you've obviously gotten lucky--bad choice of words--had good fortuen with relationships. I have failed miserably. I don't want to talk about this anymore--balanced by five--just let me work. (pause) People think they want me. They say they want me. They stay with me just long enough to convince me that they want me and convince me that I want...need them too. And they leave.
Lou: Why do we have to think that far ahead? Why can't...
Rita: I have to! If i don't think a head, I'll do it again. I'll think I've found the right one and then...nothing. I'll end up in bed again -- crying until I'm too exhausted to cry. There have been weekends that I've fallen asleep in tears only to wake up with the energy to feel those agonies again. No other person goes through this kind of recycled torture. I don't get over things. Hell, I have more in common with Prometheus than I do any man I've dated in my lifetime! A mattress instead of a rock; apathies instead of vultures.
Kudos and much thanks go to Kimmie for this monologue, it is very much appreciated.
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