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BECKY: Yea, so, this show is about my personal experience with losing my…
(TOM enters)
TOM: …Yep.
TOM. …Yep.
TOM: …Cool.
LUCILLE: Next!
(PHANNY enters)
(PHANNY goes over to BECKY and claps out an obnoxious rhythm, then takes the space and performs
the song)
LUCILLE: (in shock) Wow… that was… interesting. Unfortunately Phanny…
PHANNY: With a Y.
LUCILLE: …What?
LUCILLE: Okay… well Phanny with a Y, we cannot offer you a part in our show, but I heard that stage
crew has some positions open that have your name, spelled correctly, written all over them.
(YESSICA enters)
YESSICA: Yessica.
LUCILLE: Jessica?
YESSICA: Yessica.
YESSICA: Que?
YESSICA: Café?
YESSICA: Que?
LUCILLE: NEXT!
AMANDA: Hi, my name is Amanda LaCard, and I will be singing a Broadway classic. You’re welcome.
LUCILLE: Amazing. Bravo. Finally someone that doesn’t suck! (shrieks with joy) You’re hired! You’re
our star!
LUCILLE: Everyone else who is here to audition, go home. We don’t need you, we found our stars. You
probably sucked anyway. Okay company! Congrats, you are now part of the show.
YESSICA: Café?
LUCILLE: Okay, let’s start with the dance number. Do the choreography I’m about to tell you- step, kick,
kick, leap, kick, touch, turn, turn, touch, down, back, step, pivot, step, walk, walk, walk. Got it? Okay. 5,
6, 7, 8!
LUCILLE: (to YESSICA) Can you tell Tom to move downstage right?
TOM: What?
(LUCILLE gets onstage, brings TOM DSR so she can break down the steps for him)
LUCILLE: (doing each step slowly) Step, kick, kick, leap, kick, touch…
BECKY: Actually, I don’t really feel like a dance number fits into the show…
LUCILLE: SHUT UP, Becky. Okay Tom, one more time… (YESSICA repeats what she says) Step…
kick… kick… leap… (gives YESSICA a look)
(to TOM)
(BECKY is playing around on the piano and AMANDA snaps fingers as a tempo and starts singing her
song)
AMANDA: Can I have a spotlight please? (YESSICA enters with a flashlight and shines it as a flashlight)
AMANDA: (when Tom interrupts her) Tom! This is my moment. It’s a solo! Shoo… (finishes song)
(YESSICA goes to LUCILLE, BECKY is at piano, TOM enters on stage, PHANNY sneaks on stage)
LUCILLE: Phanny, you are on stage crew. PLEASE go backstage and do your job.
LUCILLE: No you aren’t! We have Amanda and she is perfectly fine! Please exit.
LUCILLE: Okay. Let’s take the dance number one more time before we move on. 5, 6, 7, 8.
AMANDA: My leg!
BECKY: Well, a dance number didn’t really fit into the show anyway-
(everyone freezes)
LUCILLE: Hey Jessica, can you see if anyone else is able to audition?
BECKY: Exactly. Phanny knows all the steps and does it more the way that I pictured it.
LUCILLE: Becky, please. I’m the director, so let me do my job. Jessica, now would be a great time for
coffee.
LUCILLE: What?
BECKY: This is my show and I feel like I don’t even know it anymore, so I’m taking it over to do it the
way it’s supposed to be done, so you’re fired.
LUCILLE: Fine, I quit! Thank God, I’m off the hook! Brad, I’m coming for you baby!
YESSICA: Lights!