The Love Talker
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Casting Call – The Love Talker
A folk horror audio drama
Written & Directed by W. Keith Tims
Story by M.T. Goins & W. Keith Tims
Produced & Scored by M.T. Goins
Deadline for submissions:
October 2, 2022
The creators of the audio dramas Delivery and The Book of Constellations have teamed up to create a folk horror drama set in remote Appalachia.
For more information about the show:
Twitter: @lovetalkerpod
Instagram: @the_love_talker
Synopsis: Somewhere on the borders between Virginia, North Carolina, and Tennessee in the most remote parts of the Appalachians, girls have gone missing for decades. When a young woman journeys there to the isolated community of Kilruane, she uncovers the truth about the mysterious man who wanders the woods and his connection to the missing women and puts herself in danger from those who want to protect the town and keep its secrets.
The Love Talker is a scripted horror fiction podcast created by W. Keith Tims and M.T. Goins. Inspired by Appalachian and Celtic folklore, it tells a story about violence against women and those that keep it secret. While there is a supernatural element to the tale, The Love Talker aims to tell authentic, human stories of the struggles people face in isolation, poverty, and danger.
Content Warnings: The Love Talker will contain descriptions of and/or themes of violence, death, domestic abuse, sexual assault, suicide, self-harm, body horror, and adult language.
Payment Structure: (non-Union, indie)
Roles are paid a flat rate depending on size and complexity, with a minimum of $20 for roles less than 400 words. (Ex. Mid-sized roles of around 4500 words pay $250.) The rate for each role is listed with the audition information. Recording will be done remotely. If you are hired, as part of your payment, you may be called upon to participate in 1 synchronous, directed session per episode that your character appears in, especially for larger roles or dialog-driven scenes. Parts of your role or minor roles may be recorded asynchronously on your own time. You will also be asked to participate in short interviews for a “making of” documentary or short marketing segments.
The Love Talker has 10 episodes.
On Gender & Ethnicity in Casting: Appalachia has a diverse culture whose people come from many backgrounds. We encourage actors of any gender or ethnic background to audition for any role.
Most of the characters speak in mid-to-low US Southern or an Appalachian accent. Interpretation of the lines is more important than heavy dialect. For reference, check out this YouTube playlist
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBEIBBdgAOApTPgoJ1TlQLyeaZw66bdLP
How to Submit
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Choose a character from among the sides below and record the lines provided. You may audition for more than one character if you wish. Some character names are changed from the final script. -
Record the lines provided and save them in a lossless format (such as .wav). Minimum bit depth of 24 bits and a sampling rate of 44.1kHz. Please use the same recording setup that you plan to use if hired.
Notes:
- Your audio recording quality is important. We can’t use poor quality recordings even if your performance is great. Quality mics and a sound-treated space make a difference.
- Actors should have some flexibility of scheduling for directed sessions, be responsible for meeting deadlines, and willing to do pickups as needed.
- Actors should be willing to take direction and work well off of other actor’s performances.
- Unless otherwise specified, you must be 18 years or older to audition.
- TAKE YOUR TIME. Find the subtext. Develop your audition. Don't be in a hurry to get through the lines. We're looking for intimate, personal voices.
It’s our goal to get back to you with casting decisions as soon as possible. However, many of these decisions depend upon hearing from actors, the pool available to us, and other factors beyond our control.
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Latest Updates
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Hello from The Love Talker production team! The volume of amazing talent that came our way was gratifying and humbling and we want to thank you for auditioning. We had over 300 auditions and had to make some hard decisions. The cast is now set, and we want to thank all of you who auditioned! The audio drama community is an amazing hub of talent, and there are more great shows heading to market every day. We sincerely hope you’ll keep auditioning, keep practicing your craft, and keep making art. And we certainly hope you’ll audition again in future projects we produce. I also hope you’ll listen to The Love Talker when it launches. Check out the website https://thelovetalker.com where you can sign up for our newsletter for information about our other and future projects or follow us on social media using the links below. Keep telling stories. WKT & MTG Twitter: @lovetalkerpod Instagram: @the_love_talker
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Auditions closed. Casting in progress.
Hello everyone and thank you to those who auditioned for The Love Talker. Between CCC and other sources, we have had over 300 auditions! While we're very grateful for the interest, it will take us a few days to finalize our decisions. Thank you for your patience, and we will do our best to keep you informed.
Accent: Middle Southern US or light Appalachian
Background:
Kate is an orphan who was raised in a remote mountain community for the first four years of her life before being adopted out to a family. She has struggled all her life with anger and feeling like an outsider. She can’t seem to make relationships work, either.
Kate has returned to the town of Kilruane where she was first raised. She doesn’t remember much, but what she does is nothing good. She speaks to the listener directly. Kilruane: kill-ROO-uhn.
KATE
The sun is low. The sky is fading from ruddy orange to dark blue. People are coming out of the store. A woman is on her porch, lighting a pink candle. Oh my god, the candles. The smell of thyme oil everywhere. I had almost forgotten. The men out in front of the general store are staring at me. They look familiar, though no names come to me. Maybe what I remember is their expression. Mistrust. Malice. A blank, hard stare devoid of any curiosity or good will. (pause) Yeah. I remember Kilruane. I was little and powerless, then. But not anymore.Kate confronts the Sister who cared for her when she was little child—who often beat her. Do not record Sister Geneverie’s lines, they are provided for context. VO lines are delivered directly to the listener as if just experiencing these thoughts and feelings.
KATE
You're so fucking full of bullshit, this whole stupid--
[She is cut off by a hard slap. KATE gasps.]
SISTER GENEVERIE
Child, you will mind your tongue on holy ground!
KATE
(VO)
Something hot runs through me. My ears are ringing from the slap, but also from the rushing of my own blood. Ants on my skin. Fire in my breath.
KATE
(furious)
Don't you EVER touch me again!
KATE
(VO)
Something's happened. Her cloudy eyes are wide, her mouth hanging open, her hands raised protectively. Suddenly she's so small and fragile. So easily broken.
[SISTER GENEVERIE gasping. KATE panting.]
SISTER GENEVERIE
N... no. I won't.
KATE
Sit down and you listen.
KATE
(VO)
And she does. Just like that. Looking up at me, weak and pale and shriveled. (a little surprised at the reaction) Huh.
KATE
You abusive old witch. You can't intimidate me anymore. I'm not a child.
SISTER GENEVERIE
No, you are not.
KATE
(VO)
I can think of a dozen different ways to hurt her. And I want to. Pay her back for what she did to me. I'm itching to do it. But... she's the closest thing I have to an ally, here. And look at her now. Shriveled and old and... (pause)
[KATE lets out a frustrated sigh.]
There are several scenes where we flashback to Kate as a girl. Please record the following in a more youthful voice. It’s more important to suggest her age than hit it exactly. Even as a child, Kate still deals with anger and a lack of empathy.
Ellen has been injured by her mother’s boyfriend. Kate tries to comfort her, in her own way, by showing off her own scars.
YOUNG KATE
You shouldn’t worry about such things. It doesn't matter. (she shows off the scars on her back) See? We're still here. (pause) Come on, Ellen. Tyler is going to push us on the swings.
Accent: Southern US or light Appalachian
Background:
Raised in poverty and subject to sexual abuse all through her childhood, Ellen, now 20, has saved enough money to escape. She’s hiking the Appalachian trail while trying to figure out how to move on from her history and find a new place to be.
[Speaking directly to the listener.]
ELLEN
I'm not suicidal, though there were times I came close. I can't say that I like my life, because I don't know what it is, yet. But I can say that I like cheese fries and racing movies and watercolors. (pause) I think being out here in the wilderness changes you. (pause) God I hope so. (pause) Out here, danger is different. Better, almost, than back home. It's honest. The danger is rotten trees ready to fall on you. The danger is loose gravel or a hidden root that breaks your ankle. The danger is food and water and time--gotta be off the trail by winter. I've been hiking two months now and I've never felt the kind of focus that I do. And I think that's why I'm out here. I need focus. I need a change. My birthday is next month, I'm turning 21 on the trail. Maybe coming out here will show me who I really am.
Ellen encounters “Mix” on the trail and suspects he means her harm. Do not record Mix’s lines, they are included for reference. VO lines are addressed directly to the listener.
MIX
Call me Mix.
ELLEN
Mix? That your trail name?
MIX
Yeah. You know, like Trail Mix!
ELLEN
(VO) (sarcastic)
Original.
ELLEN
Call me Cuppa J. I like coffee.
MIX
Cuppa, huh? Nice, nice, nice. You got a good look about you, Cups.
ELLEN
... Cuppa J. And uh, yeah, thanks.
ELLEN
(VO)
You know what's coming. Hairs on the back of my neck. The leer of my mother's boyfriends, leaning their drugged out faces into my doorway. (Pause) Breathe. Maybe not. (pause) But I know that look.
MIX
Where you headed?
ELLEN
There's supposed to be a hostel in this little town nearby. Trying to get there ahead of the rain.
MIX
Oh is there? But you know, I found a shelter nearby! It's so cool, this like old house. It's huge. Like an old mansion or something but now it's abandoned. There's a fireplace and everything. You should check it out.
ELLEN
(VO)
It's the look. The way he flicks his eyes over you. Under that friendly smile, something a little hungry. A look that boxes you in, sizes you up. Categorizes you, with a confidence that he thinks he's got the right.
ELLEN
Nah, that's okay. Old buildings are dangerous and plus, no trespassing, right? I'm going to head on.
MIX
Well, listen, if this is the trail to the town, I'll walk with you. The house is just around that bend.
ELLEN
... yeah, sure, okay.
MIX
Cool, cool. Hey, you've got a pretty smile.
ELLEN
... thanks.
ELLEN
(VO)
Shit.
There are several scenes where we flashback to Ellen as a girl. Please record the following in a more youthful voice. It’s more important to suggest her age than hit it exactly.
Ellen and her friends find a dead bird on the playground.
YOUNG ELLEN
Oh no... What happened? Did you hurt it? Maybe a cat got it. (pause) We should get a shoebox and put it in, then we can bury it. We could hold a funeral. Like they did in that book Miss Adams read to us, about the goldfish who died and the family put him in a box and buried him.
Accent: Middle Southern US or light Appalachian
Background:
Tyler grew up in a small town in western Virginia. He is a close friend to Ellen and Kate, having gone to school with them for years. Without many prospects for the future, he values stability and friendship. Shortly after graduating, he and Kate started dating, but recently broke up, which he can’t seem to get over.
Tyler argues with Kate about the way she treats her boyfriends. This is before they date, Tyler still thinks of her as a friend. Kate brings up a time when their friend group went skinny dipping. Do not record Kate’s lines, they are provided for context. VO lines are addressed directly to the listener.
TYLER
What? Whoa, stop! What's going on? What the hell was that? You're breaking up with Frankie? Like that? What is wrong with you?
KATE
He won't fucking leave me alone, Tyler! None of them will! He won't stop texting me, calling me. He's been talking about marriage! It's been a nightmare! I mean, Jesus Christ! They're all fucking like that!
TYLER
Well, maybe you shouldn't act like you do with them.
KATE
"Act like I do?" What do you mean Ty? Go on. Spit it out!
TYLER
You're out of control! You're in this spiral and no one seems to be willing to stop you! No one sees it, but I do! You're partying all the time, you're using these guys, you... you fall into bed with them on the first fucking date!
KATE
What, jealous? You were too chicken shit to take off your bathing suit. Afraid to show us your little thing? Think you had a chance, and now you regret it?
[Long pause.]
TYLER
I don't understand why you're so cruel. And I don't think you do, either.
Tyler tries to remember when he first fell in love with Kate, but that feeling keeps getting mixed up with other memories. He speaks directly to the listener.
TYLER
There was something different in her. Even in the few weeks since the lake, she'd ... grown. Somehow. Something indefinable. The way her clothes fit her curves, the unconscious way she tossed her red hair. She was still serious, still with that flinty veneer and intense eyes. But now she seemed... comfortable in her own skin. A feat, for 9th grade. God she's so pretty, look at her eyes, look at the shape of her lips, the way they curl, like carved marble. In five years, we're naked and her hair is spilling around my face and my fingers grip her hips and... no. No I don't see that yet. It's 9th grade, and Kate is still just my friend, Kate is Kate, I have to remember that. She's just Kate.There are several scenes where we flashback to Tyler as a boy. Please record the following in a more youthful voice. It’s more important to suggest his age than hit it exactly.
Tyler and his friends find a dead bird on the playground.
YOUNG TYLER
Did someone shoot it? My daddy says we should only shoot animals that are dangerous or we're gonna eat. Should we tell Miss Adams? (pause) What if we bury it by the flagpole? We could see him every day. (pause) Uh. Where can we get a shoebox?
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Age range is late 50s-60s. Geneverie is a “Sister,” a spiritual leader of the mountain community of Kilruane. She practices old rituals and has seen great evil in her time. Her life and poverty have hardened her and she will do whatever she feels is right to protect the people in her charge. Geneverie= juh-NEV-er-ee. Lavinia = luh-VIN-yuh
Geneverie speaks directly to the listener.
SISTER GENEVERIE
Geneverie, they called me, at my birth. Then Sister, after mother schooled me true. I learned the deep truths, all the healing herbs, the way of living, the way of dying, the marks of power, prayers to Mothers three, the old language spoken by day and night. To be a Sister is an honored place, and that hard taught, hard won, meant for the strong. It marks a body, as sharp knives mark flesh. Such sacrifice and such solitude, astride the path between the world of men and the world of truth. And all else there is. O, you can't know the dire and dreadful things that I have seen in years as Sister here. What judgement think you can lay upon me? What understanding do you have of me? If you but knew, you'd fall upon your knees, humility and thanks upon your lips for what I do to keep my people safe and keep the darkness away from your door. And you do not know all that I have lost.Geneverie confronts what she believes is the Devil, who has a strange power to compel people to do as he says. She blames him for the death of her sister. Do not record the Devil’s lines, they are provided for context. VO lines are delivered directly to the listener.
SISTER GENEVERIE
Get thee behind me, Satan.
DEVIL
What is your name, girl?
SISTER GENEVERIE
I will not treat with you. I will not listen. I will not deal with you.
DEVIL
You will if I wish it. What is your name, girl?
SISTER GENEVERIE
Stop.
DEVIL
Don't you think you're overreacting? Just give me your name.
SISTER GENEVERIE
(struggling)
G... G... Ge...
DEVIL
That's it. Open your mouth and let it out.
SISTER GENEVERIE
(VO)
I didn't want to. I fought to say no. But it felt so good to give in to him.
SISTER GENEVERIE
Geneverie.
SISTER GENEVERIE
(VO)
Except for after, the shame and disgust boiled up in my throat. Weakness. Betrayal.
DEVIL
There. Not so bad, is it? We're just talking, right?
SISTER GENEVERIE
There's another name you should know. Lavinia.
DEVIL
... yes. She had pale skin, pretty dark hair, a curious mind. She is kin to you?
SISTER GENEVERIE
My sister.
DEVIL
How is she?
SISTER GENEVERIE
... dead. Fallen from the mountain over her love for you.
SISTER GENEVERIE
(VO)
He gives no sign of feeling at this news. The only concession he makes is...
DEVIL
Pity.
SISTER GENEVERIE
(VO)
My hunting knife rests deep in my pocket. My hand closes around it. I step close.
SISTER GENEVERIE
Devil, there is no pity for you here.
There are several scenes where we flashback to Geneverie as a girl. Please record the following in a more youthful voice. It’s more important to suggest her age than hit it exactly. Geneverie asks her sister about a man she’s met.
SISTER GENEVERIE
What's his name? (pause) How can you have talked to this man for so long but not have asked his name? This doesn't sound right. A stranger up near the ridge? We're not even supposed to go up there. And Mama is going to want to know his name.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Age range is late 50s-60s. Doc is the only doctor for several remote mountain communities. He enjoys his work, is a respected member of the community. Despite his genial nature, he keeps to himself, working on a private project and helping keep the secrets of the town.
Doc speaks directly to the listener.
DOC
Always liked making things. Made a nativity scene one Christmas when I was eight. Early work, of course. But I was proud of it. Put a lot of effort into it. That's what mastery takes. Effort and time. Ma and Pa never took to my things. (pause) But the children... children always like what I make. Little angels, all of them. (pause) Ma and Pa had the idea I should go into doctoring. Probably 'cause that's what they reckoned would make a decent man out of me! (chuckles) (pause) That and on account of my other interests. (pause) The miracle of birth. Always a blessed day. What keeps me going, really. Newborns. The children's finger painting up at the school. My own whittling. Pediatrics is what saved me. See, I’d do anything for the children.Doc is looking in on a patient, Irene, who is suffering from an obsession and must be tied down to the bed. She got one of her hands free and did a great deal of self-harm. Doc is confronted by the patient’s mother, Helen, who blames Doc and others in the town. Do not record Helen’s lines, they are included for reference.
DOC
I'm gonna sedate her. Some of these scratches and tears are deep. They need stitches.
HELEN
She don't feel nothin’. She don't feel nothin' but him. God, look what she did, look what she did, thinking of him!
DOC
Still I don't want to cause her any needless pain...
HELEN
No pain? No pain?! It was bad enough when we thought she'd be taken from us but look how she came back! It's your fault!
[Pause. Hammer of a revolver clicks back.]
DOC
Helen. Let's remain calm here. You've been drinking. You're upset, and rightly so. You're not thinking clearly.
HELEN
Why do we do it? Why do we let him do this?
DOC
Point the gun down, Helen. We'll talk about this.
HELEN
I know we're poor. I know we got nothin' for nobody. I know Irene wasn't going any further than me. But that don't make us worthless!
DOC
(getting worried)
You know he chooses whoever he likes.
[HELEN begins weeping, lowers the gun.]
HELEN
She ain't never gettin' better, is she?
DOC
(pause)
You never know.
HELEN
Ain't there somethin' you could do? If... if she ain't ever gettin' better... can't... can't you...
DOC
I took an oath. "First, do no harm." (pause) ... but... sometimes it's alright to let nature take its course.
HELEN
(softly)
I don't... I don't... I don't think I can...
DOC
It's alright. I'll see to it.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Mina was born in a tiny mountain community. She has a heart defect and has not expected to have lived as long as she has. Because of this, she has volunteered to meet a dangerous person in the place of other young women in her community.
Mina tries to find out the truth about the dangerous man she’s met. She’s afraid of him, but she can’t risk him abandoning her and going after someone else. Do not record the Man’s lines, they are here for reference.
MINA
My name is Mina. What's yours?
[He ignores her question.]
MAN
You are not afraid of me.
MINA
(laughs)
I am. I just ain't got the strength to show it. (pause) Should I be afraid of you? There's all sorts of stories we tell about you and have been told for years. That... you bewitch girls. Make them fall in love with you. You get your hooks in their hearts. Carry them off. (pause) Do you kill them?
[Pause.]
MAN
Not always.
MINA
But they die.
[Pause.]
MAN
Yes.
[Pause.]
MINA
Are you going to kill me? Because... because if... if you are... I ... I won't fight it. If it means you'll... you'll leave the other girls alone.
The man has brought Mina to an abandoned house. Night has fallen and the man leaves her alone in the dark. She struggles to control her fear. Eostre=”Easter”
MINA
Hello? (pause) This must have been a pretty garden, once. Some lovely things can grow in even these long shadows. The ground looks all turned over though. (pause) Hello? Mister are you still there?
[Pause. She rises, begins to walk a little.]
MINA
Mister?
[Clink of bones as she treads on them.]
MINA
What's... Are these... bones?
MAN
Yes.
[She drops them. Clatter.]
MINA
Oh. (pause) Mister I can't see you anymore. Won't you talk to me?
[He leaves unseen.]
MINA
Mister? (pause) Mister, are you there? Are you just going to leave me here? It's getting cold. Please... (pause) ... are you there? I thought we had an agreement?
[Only the quiet of the woods answers. She sits down again.]
MINA
(a prayer)
Mothers, keep us, wi' the de’il come.
Mother Mary, o let us in.
Mother Brigid, bring fire to our skins.
Mother Eostre, raise us from the soil again.
Mothers, keep us wi' the de’il come.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Geneverie’s Mother was the town Sister before her, responsible for the spiritual welfare of Kilruane. Her older daughter, Lavinia, who was to take over as Sister, died tragically and so she trains Geneverie instead. Mother is as strict, harsh, and sharp as the evil she believes she must guard against.
Mother is training Geneverie after Lavinia’s death, and partially blames Geneverie for the loss. Do not record Sister Geneverie’s lines, they are included for reference. Lavinia= luh-VIN-yuh. Geneverie= juh-NEV-er-ee
MOTHER
This one.
SISTER GENEVERIE
... A-Amaranth.
[Smack of a stick against flesh. GENEVERIE gasps in pain.]
MOTHER
Which?
SISTER GENEVERIE
Green amaranth!
MOTHER
And this?
SISTER GENEVERIE
B-bitter ash bark.
MOTHER
Also called?
SISTER GENEVERIE
B-Bleeding heart.
MOTHER
You must be quicker, Geneverie. You must e'er be vigilant. A poor watch let him creep close, a poor watch took Lavinia from me. This is what failure means. Now, draw me a cross-not mark.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Lavinia’s mother is a Sister of Kilruane, someone charged with the spiritual protection of this remote mountain community. As oldest daughter, she has a lot of responsibility. Lavinia looks after her younger sister, sparing her some of her mother’s cruelty.
Lavinia shares with her sister her delight at meeting a man.
LAVINIA
I met someone, little bird. At the fallen mansion, up to the ridge. I was gathering holy basil, and he was standing there, under a black oak. His hands and feet were bare and dirty, like he'd been digging in the soil. But his trousers were pressed, his shirt looked new. And he was handsome. So handsome, little bird. The sun was going down but I could still see him. Strong arms and full lips, a voice so soothing and sweet. I could spend a month of Sundays watching the bob of his throat and the dance of his mouth as he spoke. Red hair... We just talked. I love the way he talks to me. He talked to me like I was real. He was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and all we did is talk.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Age range: 40s-50s. Charles Pugh is runs the general store in the isolated mountain community of Kilruane. He has learned from his hard life to be suspicious and is superstitious of what he believes as evil that lives in the area.
Charles demands a visitor leave his store and the town as night falls. He believes red hair is bad luck.
CHARLES
Fixin' to dusky dark. We're closing. Be on your way.
VISITOR
Almost done.
CHARLES
Red-hair, get you gone!
VISITOR
Look, I just want to grab a few things to eat. Is the hostel open?
CHARLES
You should not be here. Hair of red, mark of blood, child of grave, I tell you get you gone!
VISITOR
Why are you in a hurry to get rid of me? Why did you block the road into town?
CHARLES
You should have heeded the warning. Get you gone! Get in your car and go home.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Age range: late 30s-40s. Helen grew up in a remote mountain community with little opportunity and little education. Recently her daughter, Irene, has developed an obsession for a man that requires her to be tied down to the bed. Her husband recently left her. To cope, she has taken to drinking and drugs.
One of Irene’s hands came free and she did a great deal of self-harm. The doctor is seeing to her, but Helen partially blames him for her daughter’s condition.
HELEN
She don't feel nothin’. She don't feel nothin' but him. God, look what she did, look what she did, thinking of him! It was bad enough when we thought she'd be taken from us but look how she came back! It's your fault! (pause) Why do we do it? Why do we let him do this? I know we're poor. I know we got nothin' for nobody. I know Irene wasn't going any further than me. But that don't make us worthless! (pause) She ain't never gettin' better, is she?
Accent: Irish (any region)
Background:
(Late teens - Early 20s) The Irish Girl has fallen in love with a handsome man and asks him to carry her off to a life of beauty and love that he has promised her.
IRISH GIRL
Is that you beloved? It's been days. I dreamed of you again. You haunt my dreams. Your beauty is terrible, inescapable. I am so afraid of you. But then I see you again and the fear goes. (pause) I was hoping I would see you tonight. Da swears he'll kill you if he catches you. But I'm not afraid of him. Not when I look at you. (pause) What of your promise? Beloved, is it time? Each day that passes is a greater agony. I want to go to your home, to the country where the soil is rich and the water sweet. Where flowers grow and the air is filled with song. To be there with you is all I long for. Is it time, beloved?
Accent: mid-Southern US / light Appalachian
Background:
Frankie is a high school senior (18 yrs old), generally responsible and star of the basketball team. He has fallen completely in love with a girl, but when she breaks up with him, he can’t imagine being apart. He confronts her just after she dumps him at a party.
FRANKIE
Please. Please let's talk this through. I can't be without you. Please! I can't think of anything but you. I dream about you every night. Every single one! There has to be a way... Please! Please take me back! I'll do anything. You can’t treat me like I don’t exist. I’m right here. Can’t you see me?
Accent: any
Background:
Mix is a hiker on the Appalachian Trail who uses a chance encounter with a female hiker to try to convince her to sleep with him. He tries to talk her into staying the night in an abandoned house.
MIX
See? Pretty cool, huh? No one's been up here in years. Come on, check it out. The sun's going down. It'll be dark in a few minutes. And the rain, you know?
ELLEN
It's fine.
MIX
No, hang on, hang on. Hey, you got enough food and stuff? I got some I can share. We can get a fire going, cook something. Blaze up a little after if you want. Hate to see a pretty girl like you stuck in some hostel.
ELLEN
I'm good. Thanks. See you.
MIX
Wait. C'mon, stop.
ELLEN
Let go of my arm.
MIX
Why you gotta be like that? I'm just trying to be nice. I'm a nice guy. Just trying to make a nice time for both of us. You gotta act all stuck up! What is wrong with you, huh? Think you're too good for me?
Accent: Southern US / Appalachian
Background:
Ruth runs the post office in Kibkibbney, a one-stoplight town in the mountains of eastern Tennessee. Friendly and knows everyone’s business. Likes Doc.
Doc has come by for his daily mail pickup. Do not record Doc’s lines, they are there for reference.
RUTH
Morning, Doc. Yeah, couple of packages. More film chemicals. You know they have cameras in phones now.
DOC
(Chuckles)
I know it. Call me old fashioned.
RUTH
I'll call you Ansel Adams if you ever show me something.
DOC
Strictly medical, I'm afraid. Research only. Nothing that would interest you.
RUTH
It sounds interesting.
DOC
Well, if you really want me to show you a picture of a torn epicranial suture...
RUTH
Forget I asked!
Accent: Southern US / Appalachian
Background:
(Age: 30s-40s) Jake was raised in a remote mountain community. He hasn’t had much schooling but has a job in a metal shop. He has a daughter who is a high school senior.
Jake talks with a respected member of his insular community to negotiate a deal to protect his daughter. Do not record the Elder’s lines, they are provided for reference.
JAKE
Midsummer's coming.
ELDER
That it is. (long pause.) How's Becca?
JAKE
She's good. Real good.
ELDER
How old is she now?
JAKE
I think you know. (pause) She looks just like her mother. She's smart too. Smarter than me. She's on track to finish high school. She's got a shot at some scholarship to a community college. She's... got a chance I never had. I want her to have it. And I know everyone in town respects your opinion...
ELDER
(cutting him off)
You know that's not how it works. The decision isn't mine.
JAKE
But they listen to you. (pause) There's lots of other girls. Girls who ain't got a chance like Becca. I'd be right grateful if you'd ... bear that in mind, come Midsummer. And... I'm sure Becca would be, too.
Accent: Southern US / Appalachian
Background:
Colt’s in 8th grade and does whatever he likes because his older brother is a small-time drug dealer and everyone is afraid of him. Rude, aggressive, and full of himself.
Colt corners a girl and sexually harasses her.
COLT
C'mon. Show me what you got. I know you got good ones, you're shaking them around all the time. C'mon Playboy. Heard you pulled down your pants in Kindergarten, this ain't no different. You got that red hair, Playboy. Does the carpet match the drapes?Please also include a sample of how you think Colt might laugh (think annoying and high-pitched) and one example of Colt screaming in pain.
Accent: Appalachian / Southern US
Background:
Irene (late teens, early 20s) has become obsessed with the man she loves so much that all she can do is think of him. She must be restrained else she will wander off or harm herself. This role requires some hummed singing.
The first lines here are singsong, absent and distant. It’s a traditional rhyme she heard growing up. Make up your own tune.
IRENE
(singsong)
Go ye about o'er icy creeks
In winter blight is when he sleeps
Ere summer's sun, he sheds his skin
And walks among the world again
Women strong and maiden fair
Must go with sage wove in their hair
Else gancanagh take you unaware
And hook your heart e'ermore.Irene is heading out into the woods alone when someone asks where she's going.
IRENE
(distantly, dreamlike)
I'm going to meet my beautiful man. He's promised me gardens of flowers, sweet flowing water, and a bed where we'll lie together forever and ever.