For Musical Theatre Workshop Jr.
(Spring Cab) Auditions
Directed By Martin Scott Marchitto
Auditions will be held on Saturday and Sunday, February 1 & 2 from 1:00 to 4:00 PM.
Click the button below to sign up for an audition time. Please prepare a monologue from the posted monologues below the character descriptions. Monologues do not have to be memorized.
Fridays & Saturdays, April 3-25, 2020 | 8:00PM
Sundays, April 5, 19, & 26, 2020 | 2:00PM
Thursday, April 23, 2020 | 7:00PM
Directors’ Notes for Casting
Peter and the Starcatcher is considered to be a play with some music, but it is not considered a musical. Therefore, we will not be holding formal singing or dancing auditions. We are, however, looking for good actors who can project their voices well, who are not afraid to be big and broad and loud in their acting style, who have a great sense of humor. Good strong singing voices are, of course, a plus for several roles, but not mandatory for casting all roles. Above all, we are hoping for players who can work together in a true ensemble format and have fun with the playful imaginative stagecraft. While some characters are considered ‘leads’, this is a show where we will be working together from the very first rehearsal through all the performances. All actors, regardless of what part they are cast in, will be involved in moving sets and playing multiple parts in the production.
We welcome non-traditional casting – all roles are open to all sexes, races, abilities, and ethnic diversities! All
actors will double in roles. Actors should have the ability to play a number of characters have a very wide age range. Musical and acrobatic ability a plus, though not required for all roles. All actors serve variously as sailors, seamen, orphans, pirates, mermaids, Mollusks, ships, doors, scenery, and narrators.
IMPORTANT NOTE: The characters Prentiss, Peter, Molly, and Ted are in their early-mid teens who are usually played by older actors. I am open to casting younger actors, if we find the right casting choices for these roles.
A notorious and very flamboyant pirate, Black Stache terrorizes the seven seas in search of a worthy
adversary. Heartless and snobby, he is partial to the poetical and theatrical; and also not terribly
bright. Actor must have great comedic timing and not afraid to act in a big, broad, and sometimes over the-top style.
A young girl and Starcatcher apprentice, Molly is taken aboard the ship Neverland as precious cargo.
Curious and intelligent, she is only beginning to understand the confusing romantic longings that come
with her age. She will risk anything for the sake of what is right.
A lonely and hardened orphan who doesn't miss much, Peter is nameless, homeless, and friendless at
the beginning of the play, and a hero by the end. He wants a home and a family more than anything,
and dreams of a life of being free. Looking for an actor who can be genuinely earnest and sweet, while
The schoolmaster of St. Norbert's Orphanage for Lost Boys, Grempkin is mean and malodorous; he
revels in keeping his boys in the dark and malnourished.
Molly's nanny, a stereotypical British cad; outfitted with the duty of teaching Molly about womanhood.
She still has enough charm in her age to attract a sailor or two.
The vicious orphaned captain of the good ship, Neverland. Does not possess the capacity to lead
anyone but himself. Slank is greedy enough to send boys to their doom for the chance of gaining
Black Stache's first mate. He is single-mindedly dedicated to his captain's every whim.
An orphan, Prentiss is ambitious, hyper articulate, and logical. He yearns to be leader, even when he
knows in his heart that he'll never be one. He can also be a bit of a blowhard with a touch of cowardice.
A seafarer; an old sea dog who is proud of his tenure. His kind heart gives him an appeal to the feminine
sensibility. The ladies like him.
Lord Leonard Aster
Molly's father, a loyal subject to the Queen. The very model of a Victorian English gentleman, he is a
faithful friend and a secret Starcatcher.
Captain Robert Falcon Scott
Lord Aster's old school friend, the captain of the Wasp, Britain's fastest frigate. Lives with nautical
bravura and heroic patriotism.
An orphan obsessed with food. A natural performer, Ted has an easy wit and is quite poetic with
Fighting Prawn, Hawking Clam, Mack Sanchez, Teacher
Sailors, Seamen, Seafarers, Orphans, Pirates, Mermaids, Mollusks, Narrators
Note: Peter and Boy are the same character and there is more than one monologue for Stache. You may pick either monologue for these characters. There are more characters available than those listed here.
BOY: Act 1, Scene 6
Tell you what: You say "sorry" so easy, like the rough patch's smoothed over, no hard feelings and everything's fixed. Well, no. There's dark ... a mass of darkness in the world, and if you get trapped in the cave like us, it beats you down. "Sorry" can't fix it. Better to say nothing than sorry. (hearing his mother's song, far away) When it's night, and I'm too scared to sleep, [ look through the cracks- y'know?-between the wood nailed over the window, and I see all those little stars that I can't reach, and I think that in a hundred years, or two or three hundred maybe, boys'll be free and life'll be so beautiful that nobody'll ever say "sorry" again- Scuz nobody'll have to. I think about that a lot.
MRS. BUMBRAKE: Act 1, Scene 2
First class ain't what it used to be. 'Course, back in my salad days, I was a green girl bringing up brats in a big, breezy brownstone in Brighton. That was a tight spot, too, and hell on the household help. Especially the kitchen boy-a lovely island lad who worked wonders with a cannelloni, plus a pasta fazool to make you drool. But oh, it made the master mad how the mistress moaned fer'is manicotti. He beat the boy something brutal, but the boy didn't say boo. Point is- we must button our beaks and be brave like that boy, or my name's not Betty Bumbrake. Now, you might well be afraid you'll never clap eyes on your father again, and it cuts me to the core, but never show that sorry Slank the slightest sniff of fear. There are men who can smell it on you, Molly, and they make you pay...(breaks down blubbering)
STACHE: Act 1, Scene 7
I see.(then, to Aster)Perchance you think a treasure trunk sans treasure has put my piratical drawers in a twist? How wrong you are. Yes, I'd hope to be hip-deep in diamonds, but they're a poor substitute for what I really crave a bona fide hero to help me feel whole. For without a hero, what am l? Half villain; a pirate in part; ruthless, but toothless. And then I saw heroic old you, and I thought, "Maybe? Can it be? Is he the one I've waited for? Would he, for example, give up something precious for the daughter he loves?" But atlas, he gives up sand. Now, let's see: hero with treasure, very good. Hero with no treasure...doable. No hero and a trunk full o' sand? Not s' much(suddenly monstrous) NOW WHERE'S MY TREASURE?!?
PETER: Act 2, Scene 1
PETER: (dreaming) That you, Molly? I'm Coming! Wait for me!(bolts upright, awake) Molly, Wait! (Realizes, alarmed) No, not s'posed to sleep! S'posed to be guarding the trunk, not- What if she came and- I DID WHAT YOU SAID, MOL—dragged it right up a mountain! (silence) Nope, no Molly (blinded by the glare) So. . . bright. Holy- know what that is? That must be the sun! I'm feeling you, sun! (realizing how much he can see) And check it- out!!! Space. Light Air. I'm finally FREE! And I'm gonna have ... freedoms! Whatever I want. (A yellow bird enters and and alights on his shoulder!) Whoa. Hey bird, wassup? Me? Well, let's see. . . Saved the world. Got a name. Not too shabby. I just—I wonder if Teddy and Prentiss made it off the ship before it sank. I mean, how weird would it be if they—(a chill up his spine, looks up) Please let them be okay. (scared now, a lost boy) Bird, we should make a pact. I don't leave you, you don't leave me. Deal? (bird flies off.) No! Come back! I don't wanna be alone! COME BACK!
STACHE: Act 1, Scene 5
I'm a romantic! There's a poet in these pirate veins, and so I plug into the muse. (holds his hand out to Smee for a manicure) But what to do? Which style to use? Iambic? Box office poison. Haiku? Over my dead granny. (suddenly vicious to Smee) Mind the cuticle, Smee!
(Eureka!) Hoopah! Got it! (a steely glare at Aster) A pirate with scads of panache
Wants the key to the trunk with the cash. Now, here's some advice:
Tho' I seem to be nice — I'LL CUT YOU!!! Slit you up one side 'n' down the other so ye can watch yer own stomach flop around on the deck. (Aster doesn't flinch) I say, Smeeyou did explain to my lord that I'm a bloodthirsty outlaw?
MOLLY: Act 2 , Scene 9
You stop that right now. I won't answer any such question. You're leaning toward the sentimental and that's all well and good for a boy, but the fact is we girls can't afford to be sentimental. We must instead be strong. And when I marry, I shall make it very clear to this person — that sentimentality is not on the calendar. He will have to lump it or leave it. And if he should leave, I'll stay a spinster and pin my hair back and volunteer weekends at the hospital. And I will love words for their own sake, like "hyacinth" and "Piccadilly" and "onyx." And I'll have a good old dog, and think what I like, and be a part of a different sort of family, with friends, you know? — who understand that things are only worth what you're willing to give up for them.
TEACHER: Act 2, Scene 8
Well, well . . . nice of you to drop in. I'm Teacher—that's what I'm called. And yes, I speak English. I know your name is Peter. I know a lot of things. You don't need a raft to get home, and you don't need the Wasp. All you need is starstuff. Listen to Teacher. When you rode the trunk to this island, seawater seeped inside. Then the starstuff in the trunk enchanted the water. The the water enchanted the fish in the wake of the trunk. Then the waves washed the water right into this grotto, where I was swimmin'. The starstuffll change you, too. It makes you what you want to be. Sky's the limit. You could even fly yourself home maybe, just like you dreamed. See? You're changing already, Peter Pan.
Shouldn't you be on your way? Molly's going to beat you to that trunk.
PRENTISS: Act 1, Scene 4
Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm the leader, and I say we got some things. The leader has to be boy. It doesn't matter how old you are! This is Ted, but I call him Tubby, 'cuz he's food obsessed. (to Ted) Yeah, you are! D'you write poems about pie? Hide beans in your blanket? Faint at the merest whisper of—(to Molly) get this— (back to Ted) sticky pudding? (watches Ted faint at the sound) Like I said, food obsessed. I'm Prentiss. I'm in charge here. Don't take him (about boy) personally. He's rude to everybody. It's why he gets beatings and why he's got no friends. He doesn't have a name. Been orphan'd too long to remember. Grempkin calls him. . . mule! (laughs cruelly then grabs his stomach in hunger) (to Molly) Ok, You can be like temporary leader—but only 'til we eat.
SMEE: Act 2, Scene 5
(to Stache) Rest yerself a while. Smee'll track yer treasure solo. Hmm. We could lure 'em Cap'n! Lure 'em yes,down here to the beach. In which case, we shall need—A magnet! A really big one. That'll attract 'em! (Smacks himself on the head) Stupid idea, Smee.
Stupid, stupid!(A distant ROAR. Smee looks down at his stomach) Tweren't l, Cap'n. (See giant Croc) Oh Captain? Captain Stache!!???!! Aghhh! He's chewing all the scenery, sir. Abandon Scene! Abandon Scene! (runs off) And to this day, that was the one thing that my parents didn't see me do.
Your neck-thing is glowing. . .and ringing. Yes it is! (in response to Molly) Sticky Pudding! (practically fainting, then recovering himself) Tell me again what was it called, what we ate? (making a mental note to remember) Pork chops, pork salad, and pork belly pie. Mmmmmm "Pork"---beautiful word. Your neck thing! It's ringing again! (Sees a flying cat)
Ahhhh! Slank's Cat! It's FLYING!! (in response to Molly again) Sticky Pudding!. .
A bedtime story? What's that? Hard to have a bedtime when you don't have a bed.
(Shrugs and settles down to listen to Molly's story before falling asleep) (sleepily)
Mmmmmm. . . . Pork.