2 Best John Lee Hancock Monologues

The Blind Side (Leigh Anne Tuohy)

The Blind Side (Leigh Anne Tuohy)

Category: Movie Role: Leigh Anne Tuohy From: The Blind Side

One-mississippi – Joe Theismann, the Redskins quarterback takes the snap and hands-off to his running mate. Two-mississippi – it’s a trick play, a flea-flicker. And the running back tosses it back to the quarterback. Three-mississippi – up ’til now the play’s been defined by what the quarterback sees; it’s about to be defined by what he doesn’t. Four-mississippi – Lawrence Taylor is the best defensive player in the NFL. And has been from the time he walked onto the fielded as a rookie. He will also change the game of football as we know it… Legendary quarterback Joe Theismann never played another down of football. Now, y’all would guess that more often than not, the highest paid player on an NFL team is the quarterback. And you’d be right. But what you probably don’t know is that more often than not, the second highest paid player is, thanks to Lawrence Taylor, a left tackle. Because, as every housewife knows, the first check you write is for the mortgage, but the second is for the insurance. The left tackle’s job is to protect the quarterback from what he can’t see coming. To protect his blind side.

The Alamo (Davy Crockett)

The Alamo (Davy Crockett)

Category: Movie Role: Davy Crockett From: The Alamo

The Creeks, uh, boxed up about 400 or 500 people at Fort Mims and, uh, massacred every one of ’em. ‘Course this was big news around those parts, so I up and joined the volunteers. I did a little scoutin’, but mostly I, I just fetched in venison for the cook fire, things of that nature. Well, we caught up with those redskins at Tallusahatchee, surrounded the village, come in from all directions. Wasn’t much of a fight, really. We just shot ’em down like dogs. Finally… what Injuns was left, they crowded into this little cabin. They wanted to surrender, but this squaw, she loosed an arrow and killed one of the fellas, and then we shot her. And then we set the cabin on fire. We could hear ’em screamin’ for their gods in there. We smelled ’em burnin’. We’d had nary to eat but parched corn since October. And the next day, when we dug through the ashes, we found some potaters from the cellar. They’d been cooked by that grease that run off them Indians. And we ate till we nearly burst. Since then, you pass the taters and I pass ’em right back.