Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
written by William Rose
John Prentice: You listen to me. You say you donít want to tell me how to live my life. So what do you think youíve been doing? You tell me what rights Iíve got or havenít got, and what I owe to you for what youíve done for me. Let me tell you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a million miles, you did what youíre supposed to do! Because you brought me into this world. And from that day you owed me everything you could ever do for me like I will owe my son if I ever have another. But you donít own me! You canít tell me when or where Iím out of line, or try to get me to live my life according to your rules. You donít even know what I am, Dad, you donít know who I am. You donít know how I feel, what I think. And if I tried to explain it the rest of your life you will never understand. You are 30 years older than I am. You and your whole lousy generation believes the way it was for you is the way itís got to be. And not until your whole generation has lain down and died will the dead weight be off our backs! You understand, youíve got to get off my back! (beat) DadÖ(softening) Dad, youíre my father. Iím your son. I love you. I always have and I always will. But you think of yourself as a colored man. I think of myself as a man.
Kudos and much thanks go to Jenny C. for this monologue, it is very much appreciated.
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