THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE
SUNDAY AUDITIONS FOR THE CHILDREN
PG. 22 – 24 – Susan, Edmund, Peter, Lucy
(LUCY and EDMUND enter, followed by PETER and SUSAN. All are wearing overcoats too large for them.)
LUCY: (triumphantly). Now are you convinced, Peter?
PETER: Yes. I apologize, Lu, for not believing you.
SUSAN: It's so …different. And it's also very cold.
LUCY: That's why we borrowed these coats from the wardrobe, Susan.
PETER: Well, what do we do first?
EDMUND: Explore, of course. (Pointing in the distance toward the witch's castle.) Let's go in that direction.
LUCY: Don't forget where the lamppost is. That's our landmark. We'll need to find it when we wish to return home.
SUSAN: I think we should go back home now. It's scary here.
PETER: Don't be such a goose, Susan. Where's your sense of adventure?
LUCY: Whether we stay here or not, we must at least find poor Mr. Tumnus.
EDMUND: But you tried already. You couldn't even find his house.
LUCY: I would have sworn it was right over here. (She goes to where Tumnus' "home" was, followed by the OTHERS.)
SUSAN: (pointing to the note left by FENRIS ULF). Look. What's that?
PETER: (picking up the note). A message of some kind. (He reads.) "The former occupant of these premises, Faun Tumnus, is under arrest and awaiting his trial on a charge of high treason against her Imperial Majesty Jadis, Queen of Narnia."
SUSAN: (looking over Peter's shoulder, she continues reading). "Signed, Fenris Ulf, Captain of the Secret Police. Long live the Queen."
LUCY: Oh, no.
PETER: Who is this Queen, Lu?
LUCY: She isn't a real Queen at all. She's a horrible witch who makes it always winter and never Christmas in Narnia.
SUSAN: It doesn't seem safe here. What about just going home?
LUCY: But we must try to rescue Mr. Tumnus. It's my fault he's in trouble.
PETER: I suppose Lu is right.
SUSAN: Very well. But this place worries me.
PETER: Where should we look first?
EDMUND: I think we should look for something to eat.
PETER: Oh, you're always thinking about your stomach.
EDMUND: And you're always thinking about your clothes and your hair and how you look. (He shoves PETER slightly.)
PETER: (pushing EDMUND back). Well, if I looked like you –
SUSAN: Please, you two. Stop acting like – brothers.
LUCY: I just wish I knew where Mr. Tumnus was imprisoned.
EDMUND: Why don't we go toward that castle – between those two hills?
LUCY: Very well.
SUSAN: Perhaps it will be warmer there. (They start to leave but are stopped by a thumping sound offstage.)
PETER: What was that?
EDMUND: Nothing, scaredy-cat. Let's go. (Another thumping sound is heard.)
SUSAN: (afraid). Who – who's there?