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?