Audition Pre-work for Guys

Below are the three monologues that need to be prepared for the auditions (to be held in January 2010) for guys. I have added a short note to explain the mood as well. If you have any further questions, you can contact makingofthefilm@gmail.com for more details. All the best! :)

a) Reminisicing, light, calm, laid back.
My dream? You'd never guess, to look at me. But when I was a little kid? I spent summers on a farm. My Dad's grandparents'. Till I was six. When I was seven my parents divorced, and the summers stopped. My Great-Grands passed away not very long after. I don't remember much about it, really. Except that I was happy. I fed the chickens and rode a pony. And I remember smells: the country air. Sometimes, now, a fresh rain on grass in the park? Takes me right back. Anyway, that's my dream: to own a farm. A small one, where I can grow my own food, and ride a horse. Maybe grow some fancy stuff for gourmet restaurants? Asparagus and herbs and free range chickens. A couple of big old brown-eyed milk cows. I want an old fashioned wood barn-- I love that smell: a wood barn filled with hay and animals. I want plenty of trees, a brook with a pond, some mountains in the distance. I dream about it day and night. I calm myself looking at seed catalogs. Or I sketch out designs for my farm house. I search through the real estate photos, looking for just the right place: far, far away from the city noise, and from the stink. Be best if my nearest neighbor is out of sight. Thing is, I've had enough of people. And I wouldn't be surprised if they've had enough of me.

b) Reminisicing but passionate, excited.
Business is definitely business, but just listen for a minute You don't understand this. When I was a boy-eighteen, nineteen---I was already on the road. And there was a question in my mind as to whether selling had a future for me. Because in those days I had a yearning to go to Alaska. And I was almost decided to go, when I met a salesman in the Parker House. His name was Dave Singleman. And he was eighty-four years old, and he'd drummed merchandise in thirty-one states. And old Dave, he'd go up to his room, y'understand, put on his green velvet slippers---I'll never forget---and pick up his phone and call the buyers, and without ever leaving his room, at the age of eighty-four, he made his living. And when I say that, I realized that selling was the greatest career a man could want. 'Cause what could be more satisfying than to be able to go, at the age of eight-four, into twenty of thirty different cities, and pick up a phone, and be remembered and loved and helped by so many different people? Do you know? When he died--- when he died, Hundreds of salesman and buyers were at his funeral. See In those days there was personality in it, Howard. There was respect, and comradeship, and gratitude in it. Today, it's all cut and dried and there's no chance for bringing friendship to bear---or personality. You see what I mean? They just don't know me any more!

c) Strong, angry, passionate and later embarrassed and hesitant.
"Don't 'but - Albert' me, Rose! You are merely woman. I am man! Woman's job is to obey and keep the house clean! And speak only when she is spoke to! And my first command, woman, is for you to get our bags and be down at the station by six-thirty tomorrow morning...when I intend to be there with Conrad! And I further command you to bring whatever legal documents are necessary because I intend on making you Mrs. Albert Peterson by 2400 hours tomorrow! Roger, over, and out!...Rose, did I..did I mention that I love you?"

The above monologues are courtesy of:
http://www.stageagent.com/Shows/Monologues/
http://www.actorpoint.com/monologue.html

Shilpa Krishnan
Writer/Director