Dialogue for Auditions
Below are pieces of dialogue from the script. You may be asked to read some of the following dialogue. To prepare for this part of your audition, you should practice the dialogue using expression and energy! Yes, you may use the script, but do not depend on it! Make sure that you are prepared to do your personal best!
Be prepared to read from any/all of the following selections:
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Peter is talking to Tinkerbell. Instead of speaking, she jingles, speaking in fairy-language. Tinkerbell begins jingling, chattering excitedly to Peter...
Peter: Tink? Where are you? Oh, there you are ... what? ... Now, steady. Calm down! I don’t understand what you are saying... pirates?! Where?! But I thought the Indians.... what?! Hook has captured Wendy?! ... and the boys? I must rescue them!! Wait... my medicine! Wendy would never forgive me. (Tink jingles) Why not? (Tink jingles) Poisoned? Who could have poisoned it? (Tink jingles) Don’t be silly. How could Hook have got down here? I think you are inventing all this because you didn’t like Wendy leaving me my medicine. I do believe you’re jealous!
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Tootles: It’s alright, they’re gone.
Curly: Phew! That was a near thing! I do wish Peter would come back...
Slightly: I am the only one who is not afraid of pirates -- but you’re right, I’d like to see Peter again and he can tell us whether he has heard anything more about the lady with the glass slipper.
Twins: Yes, so would I.
Tootles: My mother used to tell stories like that.
Curly: All I remember about my mother is that she often said to father, “oh how I wish I had a check book of my own!” I don’t know what a check book is, but I should love to get one for my mother.
Nibs runs in from the forest and is out of breath
Nibs: Have you seen it? Have you seen it? It’s a wonder. A wonder!
Slightly: Seen what, Nibs?
Nibs: The great white bird -- it’s flying this way!
Tootles: What kind of bird?
Nibs: I don’t know, but it looks so weary and as it flies it moans, “Poor Wendy.”
Twins: Poor Wendy!
Slightly: I remember, there ARE birds called Wendies.
Curly: (pointing to the sky) See, it comes! How white it is!
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Wendy: Boy, why are you crying?
Peter: What’s your name?
Wendy: Wendy Moira Angela Darling.
Peter: Mine’s Peter Pan.
Wendy: Is that all?
Peter: Yes.
Wendy: I’m so sorry.
Peter: It doesn’t matter.
Wendy: Where do you live?
Peter: Second star to the right and straight on till morning!
Wendy: What a funny address!
Peter: No it isn’t!
Wendy: I mean, is that what they put on your letters?
Peter: Don’t get any letters.
Wendy: But your mother gets letters?
Peter: Don’t have a mother.
Wendy: Oh, Peter, no wonder you were crying!
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Hook: Well, what are you standing around here for? Go to it, you swabs! And most of all, Smee, I want their captain, Peter Pan. ‘Twas he cut off my arm. I’ve waited long to shake his hand with this! Oh, I’ll tear him...
Smee: And yet I have soften heard you say that one hook was worth a score of hands for combing the hair and other homely uses.
Hook:
(Ignoring Smee) Peter flung my arm to a crocodile that happened to be passing by. Do you know that?
Smee: I have often noticed your strange dread of crocodiles...
Hook: Not of crocodiles -- but of that one crocodile. It liked my arm so much, Smee, that it has followed me ever since from sea to sea and from land to land, licking its lips for the rest of me.
Smee: In a way, that’s sort of a compliment!
Hook: I want no such compliments! I want PETER PAN who first gave the brute its taste for me!
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Have fun practicing!
See you at auditions!
