Auditions for the Flowertown Players' production of "Wait Until Dark" will be January 10th and 11th at 7:00pm. Here are the audition pieces that actors will be reading for the director. Please feel free to familiarize yourself with these and we look forward to seeing you in January! If there are any questions please feel free to email or call the box office!

ROAT: (to Mike politely) Good Evening, Mr. Talman
MIKE: You've got the wrong place...
ROAT: Oh, have I? ...Then could I be interesting you in a rug for your bathroom? I'd be giving this away at six ninety-five, but for you, sir...
MIKE: No rugs, thank you.
ROAT: Then if I may just deliver my message...
MIKE: Who From?
ROAT: From the party who phoned you not half an hour ago.
MIKE: Then why the hell didn't you say so?
ROAT: Thank you, Mr. Talman
MIKE: That's not my name
(As Roat enters he deliberately bangs the door back against Carlino and then closes it. Carlin's hand goes to his nose. Roat speaks to Carlino without looking at him, but as if he knew he was there all the time.)
ROAT: Oh, I beg your pardon- I had no idea you were there. (Carlino follows Roat, dabbing his nose with his handkerchief. Roat spreads the piece of carpet d.c.) Now I'll be candid and honest with you, gentlemen. Strictly speaking, this is not my carpet. I discovered it in a pile of junk in the that torn-down building at the back of here. And seeing as it's a little damp and a bit cheezy... a dollar seventy-five and I'll be on my way.
CARLINO: Let's have the message- and then take that stinking thing out of here!
MIKE: Where's Lisa?
ROAT: I beg your pardon, Mr. Talman.

CARLINO: You! (Carlino switches on lights by bedroom door. Mike Looks him up and down)
MIKE: Well I think you put on weight!... They paroled me three months ago- been looking for you everywhere. (Carlino looks around the room)
CARLINO: This your place?
MIKE: My place!
CARLINO: When did you move in here? (As CARLINO obviously believes it, MIKE decides to kid him along.)
MIKE: I-er-about a month ago.
CARLINO: Photography! Who taught you all this?
MIKE: State of New York.
CARLINO: You're kidding!
MIKE: Rehabilitation- it's the new thing for first offenders.
CARLINO:(examining the enlarger) What do you do? Cheesecake?... Pinups?...
MIKE: And all that.
CARLINO: And all that! I always wanted to be a photographer. How much do you make?
MIKE: I do all right.
CARLINO: You always had the luck. Some jail they sent you to!
MIKE: Didn't they teach you a trade inside?
CARLINO: Oh sure...L and L for hours a day. (Carlino picks Susy's apron off the top of a basket on the washing machine and holds it out for inspection)
MIKE: L and L?
CARLINO: Laundry and Latrines... I'm the new Mr. Clean. (He drapes apron around his stomach.) Hey! You're not married are you?
MIKE: Hell no! She just comes in to...
CARLINO: To what?
MIKE:... to clean up. (Carlino lifts Susy's nightgown out of the basket)
CARLINO: She does more that!(Then he drops nightgown back and looks straight at Mike as if there is some rivalry between them) Lisa?
MIKE: Lisa? (With a wry laugh) In a dump like this?
CARLINO: Seen her yet?
MIKE: Not a trace.
CARLINO: But you have looked.
MIKE: You bet I've looked! She owes me two grand.
CARLINO: Me too. Promised she'd double it for me by the time I got out. Instead she takes off. I'll kill her!
MIKE: You couldn't kill anybody. Least of all Lisa...
CARLINO: (Looking around the room) So, where's the action?
MIKE: What action?
CARLINO: (Impatiently) Like you said in your message. "If you want a quick and easy grand..." So-that's what I want.
MIKE: "If you want a quick and easy grand come to 27B Grogan Street at nine exactly-door's open..."
CARLINO: Only next time phone me yourself. If you'd popped out of there a second sooner you'd have caught this in your teeth. (Shows him his brass knuckles, but Mike only looks back at him and waits for the penny to drop) You did send that message?... no?... You got the same message?
MIKE: Just like that. Then he hung up.
CARLINO: Who hung up?
MIKE: Search me. Thought it must be from you.
CARLINO: (Points at all of Sam's equipment.) And all this?... Go on then-say it! This isn't your place. And you're flat broke! You-you're not even a pornographer!(Carlino crosses to safe D.R. and opens front facade)
MIKE: I'm worse than broke. I owe eight hundred to a loan shark and I'm a month behind with the interest.
CARLINO: (With some relish) Ooo! -that's bad!
MIKE: So, if you could stake me for say two-fifty?... If I don't come up with some "juice" by Monday they're taking me to the dentist.
CARLINO: Two-fifty he says!

GLORIA: (quietly coming down stairs) Who was that man who was in here?
SUSY: That was Mr. Talman... he's an old friend of Sam's.
GLORIA: Oh, I see. Is the grocery list ready?
SUSY: Yes. It's by the phone. And give dollars... can you see it?
GLORIA: (picking them up) Yes, I have it. What else?
Susy: Nothing else...(cheerfully) my job for today is to defrost the icebox... if you'd like to help me. (wasting no time, Gloria goes straight to the refrigerator, switches it to defrost and, leaving refrigerator open, starts towards the stairs) What did you do then?
GLORIA: Switched it to defrost, of course.
SUSY: No- that's not how we do it.
GLORIA: It is too. I've done it for mother-hundreds of times.
SUSY: Not with this one. If you switch this one to defrost the milk freezes solid and all the jars crack open. We have to do it Sam's way. We just pull out the cord at the back and take everything out and put two pans of boiling water into the freezer.
GLORIA: (overlapping) Okay, do it Sam's way then. I'll go to the A & P...
SUSY: Did you close the door... of the Icebox? (Gloria glances from the open refrigerator to Susy and back)
GLORIA: Yes.
SUSY: I didn't hear it shut.
GLORIA: Okay, then, it's open.
SUSY: (Calmly) Then will you shut it, please.
GLORIA: Can't you shut it yourself? It's right by you. (Susy pretends to be busy at sink- hums to herself)
SUSY: That's the girl... thanks.
GLORIA: For what?
SUSY: (surprised) OH! I thought you closed it!
GLORIA: Well I didn't.
SUSY(letting go) Now look here, Four-Eyes! I though I'd made this clear. When I open the icebox I close it, and when you open... (at the name "four-eyes", Gloria goes into a controlled rage, she knocks an ashtray off side table and then stands facing Susy, waiting for a fight. Susy, quietly:) Did you drop that by mistake?
GLORIA: No.
Susy: Then pick it up... now!(Gloria goes to table, picks up jar, but seeing it is breakable puts it back and throws knives and sppons, etc. onto floor instead)
GLORIA:(through her teeth) Don't you ever call me that again. (Loudly) AND I DO NOT STEAL!
SUSY: Steal? Who said anything about stealing?
GLORIA: (loudly) You did! I know Sam wouldn't say a thing like that. You told Mother I'd stolen a doll of yours. What would I want with a silly doll?
SUSY: I never said anything of the kind. And whatever you threw down then- pick it up! (Shouting) At once! (Gloria now goes right round the sink and closets, systematically dropping everything she can see onto the floor. As she does this, she shots angrily:)
GLORIA: AND don't you shout at me!... I-don't-like-being-shouted-at! Understand? (Susy puts her hands to her ears and shots)
SUSY: You stop that-whatever you're doing-stop it!. You little... sawed off shuttlecock! (Gloria stops dropping things and stares at Susy, a coffee pot still in her hands)
GLORIA: (quietly) What did you say?
SUSY:(quietly ashamed of herself) I'm sorry, Gloria, I- I shouldn't have said that. (Gloria lays down the coffee pot)
GLORIA: What does it mean?
SUSY: Nothing. It just popped out- see what happens when you push someone too far?...(Gloria moves toward Susy)
GLORIA: I know some dirty words too, you know...
SUSY:... And I wouldn't have called you Four-Eyes either if...
GLORIA: So why did you?
SUSY: Doesn't Sam call you that?
GLORIA: Sam likes me. He can call me what he likes.
SUSY: Oh, I see, thanks. I'll tell him.
GLORIA: What will you tell him?(No reply, then slowly) If you tell Sam anything about this- I'll tell him!
SUSY: What?
GLORIA: (slowly) about that man, who was here just now! I heard!
SUSY: What do you mean- I heard? (Gloria notices Mike's package on the safe. She picks it up and reads:)
GLORIA: From M. Tal-man... Arizona!...Well!

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SUSY: (terrified) I'll give it to you... I'll give you the doll...
ROAT: No, no! Do as I say... ( she is now standing so as to be lit by light from fridge. At the same time he takes a chair and places it so that it holds the fridge door wide open. He then goes to the sink and, as he talks, washes the gasoline from his clothes.) Back a bit... to your left... that's right... hands by your sides. ( A pause) Now- what was it you wanted to say?
SUSY: I'll give you the doll- if you'll just promise to go- and leave us alone.
ROAT: (pause) You have to say... please may I give you the doll?
SUSY: Please may I give you the doll. ( A long pause)
ROAT: (quietly) You may. (He watches her as she feels her way to the washing machine and opens it. As she reaches inside her body masks what she is doing. She searches for several seconds and then brings out the doll. She slides the small kitchen knife up the sleeve of her sweater. Roat is surprised to see where she has hidden the doll) You are clever, aren't you?... a little arrogant at times- but clever... now go and put it on the table. ( She takes it to table) Now back to your place. ( She moves d.c. and stands there with back to audience and during what follows we must see her slide the knife out of her sleeve and hold it behind her back. Meanwhile Roat slits open the back of the doll and then tears it open pulling out several small bags of white powder. He fetches his zip bag and stuffs in the little bags. As he does this the musical doll starts to play. He collects all his things together and puts on his raincoat. He is now ready to go. Finally he looks around until sees his box of matches on the floor. He picks them up and rattles them and tosses them onto the top stair. He says mildly:) Now may I have the key... to the bedroom? (She takes the key from her pocket and gives it to him.) And now- if you'll go into the bedroom please.
SUSY: (pleading like a child) You have what you want now- will you please go. I'll never give you away... if you'll just go.
ROAT:(mildly) I'd like to do that, Susy... but I have a rule that has to be obeyed- you know the one I mean? (he is now moving closer to her)... That clever, arrogant girls have to be punished...
SUSY: No!
ROAT: I'm only doing what you were doing to do to me. I'm going to lock you in there... go on. (He puts his hand lightly on her elbow snut she shakes him off and turning starts to go obediently to the bedroom. He follows just behind her.) That's right. But you mustn't shout. If I hear you call for help, I'll set fire to the stairs. Then no one will be able to help you until the firemen arrive and by that time...

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