Cutting For Maggie Monologue Essay, Research Paper

One of those no-neck monsters hit me with a hot buttered biscuit so I have to

change! Well, I! – just remarked that! – one of the no-neck monsters messed up

my lovely lace dress so I got to cha-a-ange! I swear they?ve got no necks.

None visible. Their fat little heads are stuck on their fat little bodies

without a bit of connection. An? it?s too bad, ?cause you can?t wring

their necks if they?ve got no necks to wring! Yep, they?re monsters, all

right. All no-neck people are monsters. Hear them? Hear them screaming? I

don?t know where their voice boxes are located since they don?t have necks.

I tell you I got so nervous at that table tonight I thought I would throw back

my head and utter a scream you could hear clear across the Arkansas border and

parts of Louisiana and Tennessee. I said to your charming sister-in-law, ?Mae,

honey couldn?t you feed those precious little thing at a separate table? They

make such a mess and the lace cloth looks soooo pretty…? She made enormous

eyes at me and said, ? Ohhhhhh, no! On Big Daddy?s birthday? Why, he would

never forgive me!? Well, I want you to know, Big Daddy hadn?t been at that

table two minutes with them no-neck monsters slobbering an? drooling over

their food before he threw down his fork and shouted? ? Fo? God?s sake,

Gooper! Why don?t you feed them pigs at a trough in the kitchen?!? Well, I

swear, I simply could have dii-ie-ed! -Big Daddy shares my attitude towards

Brother man and that monster of fertility Mae! As for me, well – I give him a

laugh now and then and he tolerates me. In fact, – I sometimes suspect that Big

Daddy harbors a little unconscious lech for me. Way he always drops his eyes

down my body when I?m talking to him, drops his eyes to my boobs an? licks

his old chops! Ha ha! – Why are you looking at me like that? The way you were

lookin? at me just now , befo? I caught you eyein? the mirror? I don?t

know how t? describe it, but it froze my blood! – I?ve caught you looking at

me like that so often lately. Don?t you think I know that-? Don?t you-? -

Think I know that-? That I?ve gone through this – hideous! – transformation,

become – hard! Frantic! —–cruel! That?s what you?ve been observing in me

lately. How could y? help but observe it? That?s all right. I?m not -

thin-skinned anymore, can?t afford t? be thin-skinned anymore. – But, Brick?

Brick? I was goin? to say something: that I get – lonely. Very! Living with

someone you love can be lonelier – than living entirely alone! – if the one that

y? love doesn?t love you…. You used to be such a wonderful lover… such a

wonderful person to go to bed with, and I think mostly because you were really

indifferent to it. Isn?t that right? Never had any anxiety about it, did it

naturally, easily, slowly, with absolute confidence and perfect calm. More like

opening a door for a lady or seating her at a table than giving any expression

of longing for her. Your indifference made you wonderful at lovemaking. Strange?

- but true…. You know if I thought you would never, never, never make love to

me again, I would go down to the kitchen and pick out the longest sharpest knife

I could find and stick it straight into my heart, I swear that I would! But the

one thing I don?t have is the charm of the defeated, my hat is still in the

ring and I am determined to win! What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?

- I wish I knew…. just staying on it, I guess, as long as she can…