“CHARLOTTE’S WEB” AUDITIONS

NARRATOR 1: This world is filled with wonders. To me, there is no better wonder than a farm in
Springtime. Everywhere you look on a farm there are little miracles happening, and everything is off
to a fresh start. Buds swell into blossom and eggs hatch. Life is good and busy and brand new.
NARRATOR 2: Listen to the sounds of the morning. Very, very early morning. Listen to the
crickets…the hoot-owls…a frog down by the pond…a dog up at the next farm. And today, there’s
another sound. Something exciting happened during the night! Some brand-new pigs were born.
NARRATOR 3: Here’s one of them right now – exploring his new home. His name is – well actually,
he doesn’t have a name yet. For the moment, he’s still just “LITTLE PIG”. But as you’ll see, he isn’t
just any ordinary pig.

FERN: My very own pig! Now, I have to name you. Hmm…a perfect name for a pig. Fred? That’s a
good name…but not for you. Clarence…no, you don’t look like a Clarence. Maximillion… because
you’re worth a million to me! Maybe I’m trying too hard. Let’s see…Barney, Herman, Lawrence,
Newton, Morris, Warren, Willie, Wilbur, William…Wait a minute… Wilbur! Willll-bur. Wilbur! What a
GREAT name!
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CHARLOTTE: Salutations!

WILBUR: Hello! What are salutations?

CHARLOTTE: It’s a fancy way of saying hello.

WILBUR: Oh! And salutations to you too. Very pleased to meet you. What is your name?

CHARLOTTE: My name is Charlotte. Charlotte A. Cavatica. I’m a spider.

WILBUR: That’s a great name! I think you’re beautiful. And your web is beautiful too.

CHARLOTTE: Thank you! It’s my home. I know it looks fragile, but it’s really very strong.

WILBUR: I’m so happy you’ll be my friend, Charlotte. In fact, it restores my appetite! Will you join
me?

CHARLOTTE: No thank you, my breakfast is waiting for me on the other side of my web.

WILBUR: What are you having?

CHARLOTTE: A fly. I caught it this morning.

WILBUR: You eat…flies? Oh, please don’t say things like that!

CHARLOTTE: It’s true! That’s the way I’m made. If I didn’t catch the bugs, soon there would be so
many that they’d destroy the earth. Spiders are really useful creatures.

WILBUR: I wish I was useful.

CHARLOTTE: Chin up, Wilbur…you will be useful in your own way.

WILBUR: I am glad you are here Charlotte. Will you stay for a long time?

CHARLOTTE: A spider’s life is an uncertain thing, but I promise that I’ll stay as long as I can. Now, if
you’ll excuse me, I’m going to have my breakfast.
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WILBUR: I can talk! I CAN TALK! I can actually talk!

GANDER: Now aren’t you glad glad glad?

WILBUR: I am still sad sad sad; I really miss Fern. What is your name?

GOOSE: My name is Goose.

WILBUR: Hi, Goose. That’s a great name!

GOOSE: And this is my friend, Gander, Gander, Gander.

WILBUR: But I see only one Gander.

GOOSE: Yes, yes, yes.

GANDER: We tend to repeat, repeat, repeat ourselves.

TEMPLETON: Wilbur? That’s a pretty tacky name, if you ask me.

GOOSE: Well, nobody asked you.

WILBUR: Who was that?

TEMPLETON: Templeton, the rat. In person. Well, I will admit it’s nice to have a pig around the
place again. I haven’t had delicious, leftover slops in an age!

WILBUR: But the slops will be for me.

TEMPLETON: I’m sure you’ll find it in your charitable little heart to share your food with dear old
Templeton. Especially if I make a nest right here beside your trough!

MR. ARABLE: Well, one of the pigs is a runt. It's very small and weak. I don’t think we’ll keep him.

FERN: Papa, you can’t give up on him just because he’s smaller than the others!

MRS. ARABLE: Your father is right, Fern. The little pig will take too much time to care for.

FERN: Papa, please! It’s unfair!

MRS. ARABLE: Fern, your Father knows a lot more about raising a litter of pigs than you do. A
weakling makes trouble. Now run along!

FERN: But it's unfair. The pig couldn't help being born small, could it? This is the most terrible case
of injustice I have ever heard of!

MR. ARABLE: I have a good mind to raise this pig and I’ll let you take care of it for a little while and
then you’ll see how much trouble a little runt pig could be.

FERN: OH PLEASE!

MR. ARABLE: All right, he’s yours.