3 Best Paul Haggis Monologues

Million Dollar Baby (Maggie Fitzgerald)

Million Dollar Baby (Maggie Fitzgerald)

Category: Movie Role: Maggie Fitzgerald From: Million Dollar Baby

I’m 32, Mr. Dunn, and I’m here celebratin’ the fact that I spent another year scrapin’ dishes and waitressin’ which is what I’ve been doin’ since 13. And according to you, I’ll be 37 before I can even throw a decent punch, which I have to admit, after workin’ on this speed bag for a month may be the God’s simple truth. Other truth is, my brother’s in prison, my sister cheats on welfare by pretendin’ one of her babies is still alive, my daddy’s dead, and my momma weighs 312 pounds. If I was thinkin’ straight, I’d go back home, find a used trailer, buy a deep fryer and some Oreos. Problem is, this is the only thing I ever felt good doin’. If I’m too old for this, then I got nothin’. That enough truth to suit you?

Million Dollar Baby (Maggie Fitzgerald)

Million Dollar Baby (Maggie Fitzgerald)

Category: Movie Role: Maggie Fitzgerald From: Million Dollar Baby

I can’t be like this, Frankie. Not after what I’ve done. I’ve seen the world. People chanted my name. Well, not my name, some damn name you gave me. They were chanting for me. I was in magazines. You think I ever dreamed that’d happen? I was born at two pounds, one-and-a-half ounces. Daddy used to tell me I fought to get into this world, and I’d fight my way out. That’s all I want to do, Frankie. I just don’t want to fight you to do it. I got what I needed. I got it all. Don’t let ’em keep taking it away from me. Don’t let me lie here ’till I can’t hear those people chanting no more.

Flags of Our Fathers (James Bradley)

Flags of Our Fathers (James Bradley)

Category: Movie Role: James Bradley From: Flags of Our Fathers

I finally came to the conclusion that he maybe he was right. Maybe there’s no such thing as heroes. Maybe there are just people like my dad. I finally came to understand why they were so uncomfortable being called heroes. Heroes are something we create, something we need. It’s a way for us to understand what’s almost incomprehensible, how people could sacrifice so much for us, but for my dad and these men, the risks they took, the wounds they suffered, they did that for their buddies. They may have fought for their country but they died for their friends. For the man in front, for the man beside him, and if we wish to truly honor these men we should remember them the way they really were, the way my dad remembered them.