(He smiles slightly — not happy, just precise.)
Here’s a short monologue for an actor playing a character in Prison Break — specifically, someone like (the mastermind) or an original inmate trying to survive and escape. Title: The Last Piece (Dim lights. The actor sits on a metal stool, hands cuffed loosely in front. He stares at a single imaginary bolt on the floor.)
This? This isn’t a bolt. It’s a key. Came off the food cart yesterday. Took three inmates bumping into each other, one spoon dropped, one “sorry, CO,” and me on my knees like I was tying my shoe. actor in prison break
(quietly, almost to himself) Thirty-two seconds. That’s how long the guard lingers at the end of C-Block. Long enough to light a cigarette, check his phone, forget he’s watching anyone.
(He slips the imaginary bolt into his palm, makes a fist.) (He smiles slightly — not happy, just precise
My brother didn’t do it. You know that, right? Doesn’t matter. What matters is: in 47 hours, they move him to death row. In 47 hours, the only lock that matters is the one between him and a needle.
(He tucks his fist away, looks toward an imaginary door.) He stares at a single imaginary bolt on the floor
(He looks up — directly at the audience — like they’re his cellmate.)