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(Character | Betty | |
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Gender | Female | |
Age Range(s) | Young Adult (20-35), Adult (36-50) | |
Type of monologue / Character is | Neurotic, Depressed, Insecure | |
Type | Dramatic | |
Year | 2007 | |
Period | Contemporary | |
Genre | Drama | |
Props | A watch, a cigarette | |
Description | We're all so lucky to be here.... | |
Details | Season 1, Ep. 2, "Ladies\' Room" 39 minutes into the episode |
Summary
Mad Men is set in the 60s and revolves around Don Draper, an advertising executive at the fictional advertising agency Sterling Cooper on Madison Avenue in New York. Betty is Draper's wife. She is having anxiety and insecurity issues as her hands started to shake uncontrollably on few occasions. The last time that it happened, she was driving with her kids and had an accident. Fortunately she was driving slowly and nobody got hurt. Her doctors argue that is more psychological than physical and urge her to meet with a psychiatrist.
In this monologue Betty is talking to her psychiatrist. She is relaxed but at the same time shows her anxiety and nervousness as she gives this slightly neurotic monologue...she changes topic a few times as she doesn't know what to talk about, her nervousness, her hands, people's fear of "the bomb", her mother's death, takes off her watch, lights a cigarette and ends her speech saying "we're all so lucky to be here"....
In this monologue Betty is talking to her psychiatrist. She is relaxed but at the same time shows her anxiety and nervousness as she gives this slightly neurotic monologue...she changes topic a few times as she doesn't know what to talk about, her nervousness, her hands, people's fear of "the bomb", her mother's death, takes off her watch, lights a cigarette and ends her speech saying "we're all so lucky to be here"....
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BETTY: "I don't know why I'm here. I'm--I mean, I do. I'm...nervous, I guess. Anxious. I don't sleep that well. And my hands....Well, they're fine now. It's like when you have a problem with your car and you go to the mechanic and it's not doing it anymore. Not that you are a mechanic....I guess a lot of people must come here worried about the bomb. Is that true? It's a common nightmare, people say. I read it in a magazine. My mother always told me that it wasn't polite to talk about yourself. She passed away, recently. I guess I already said that. Can I smoke in here? We're all so lucky to be here...." |