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GOING MAD CASTING CALL
LOCATION:
Spy Hop Productions, 511 W 200 S, Salt Lake City, UT 84101
Contact to schedule an Appointment: (801) 664-2011
gfmetos@gmail.com (walk-ins are welcome)
TIME:
June 9th & 11th 4:00pm-8:00pm
Please have 16 bars of a song prepared to sing and be prepared to perform lines from our script as designated below.
SHOOTING DATES:
July 28th - August 3rd
Pay will be $10/hr (up t0 $100/Day)
SYNOPSIS:
Going Mad is modern retelling of Lewis Carroll’s
“Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland” as an experimental rock musical,
where the main character, Alistair, is committed into a mental
institution. It is here he will ultimately begin questioning his reality
and the existence of his fellow patients.
CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS:
Alistair:
18-20 year old male. Thinner, average height. Tenor
A boy with a past substance abuse problem
and a diagnosed schizophrenic. Alistair is often
mystified and nervous. Having committed himself, he is set on finding
help, and is ready to trust anyone, even the wrong
people.
Grey:
18-20 year old female. Average height. Alto/Soprano
Grey is the hallucination of Alistair. She
is more out spoken but with an air of mystery. She
maybe sneaking in and out of places and whispers secrets to Alistair.
Dr. Carroll:
30-50 year old woman. Alto/Soprano
Dr. Carroll is the voice of reason. She is
charming and quiet, ready to listen to any of the
inpatients.
Charlie:
20-30 year old boy. Taller, thinner to average build. Bass/Tenor
Charlie is paranoid and constantly spouting
conspiracies about the hospital and almost anything else
to get attention.
Nurses:
May or may not speak
Over 25 years old
Inpatients:
Chorus
The inpatients will have varying mental illness and genders. They may or may not sing chorus.
Alistair and Dr. Carroll
INT. Dr.Carroll's Office-Day
Dr. Carroll looks up from her notepad.
DR. CARROLL:
Now, tell me the truth.
ALISTAIR:
I did-
DR. CARROLL:
I mean the real truth.
Alistair is silent for a moment.
DR. CARROLL:
You can trust me. If you do not tell me what is going
on, I cannot help you get better. The longer you hold the truth, the
longer you are going to have to stay here. I don't want to see that.
ALISTAIR:
I feel worse.
DR. CARROLL:
How do you feel worse?
ALISTAIR:
I just don't feel... I don't know. Something feels wrong.
DR. CARROLL:
Okay. why don't we start from the beginning. Tell me about your childhood.
ALISTAIR:
Oh... okay... Um... My parents used to fight allot.
DR. CARROLL:
What did they fight about?
ALISTAIR:
I don't know... allot of stuff I guess.
DR. CARROLL:
Did you have a good relationship with them?
ALISTAIR:
No.
DR. CARROLL:
Did you have some kind of parental figure, besides them?
ALISTAIR:
My sister I guess. She kind of raised me.
DR. CARROLL:
You have a sister?
ALISTAIR:
Had. Eira ran away when I was 11.
DR. CARROLL:
To get away from the fighting?
ALISTAIR:
I wouldn't know... She left me. All alone, with them. I had no one to turn too.
DR. CARROLL:
I see.
ALISTAIR:
And here, I...
Alistair leans in and whispers.
ALISTAIR:
I cannot trust anyone.
DR. CARROLL:
Why is that?
ALISTAIR:
Charlie said so. He said that you just try to find more wrong with us, so we cannot leave.
DR. CARROLL:
Charlie?
ALISTAIR:
Yes, Charlie and Grey told me.
DR. CARROLL:
Who are they?
ALISTAIR:
They... They are other inpatients.
Dr. Carroll looks concerned then writes down a few things and looks back up at Alistair.
DR. CARROLL:
Have you been feeling paranoid, more than usual?
ALISTAIR:
Yes.
DR. CARROLL:
Have you been hearing things?
ALISTAIR:
Yes.
DR. CARROLL:
I believe is was wrong earlier.
ALISTAIR:
What?
DR. CARROLL:
I believe you maybe schizophrenic. Now you have to
understand, this is really hard to diagnose at your age. You were bound
to get this illness, given it is genetic, mixed with your substance
abuse, you were not likely getting out of it.
The problem is inside of you, and there is little we can do but treat it.
I am going to start you on a new medication...
Charlie
CHARLIE:
I like you, kid. I don’t want to see you get stuck here. I see allot of myself in you.
ALISTAIR:
I don’t understand what you mean.
CHARLIE:
This place is hell. They rope us in to getting “treat
meant.” HA! I have spent the last 5 years here, but they will never let
me leave.
ALISTAIR:
Why?
CHARLIE:
Because they don’t want people like us on the streets,
talking to “normal people.” They want you to sit and rot in here while
they live their lives thinking we they are safe.
They will use any excuse to keep us in here as long as
possible. Look, if we get better, they will say we are doing better in
the hospital. If we do worse, they will say we need to stay longer.
ALISTAIR:
You cannot be serious.
CHARLIE:
You’re damn right I am.
Listen, don’t tell anyone here anything. They will only find more wrong with you. You cannot trust anyone.
Grey
Alistair and Grey walk into Alistair’s room
GRAY:
What were you thinking?
ALISTAIR:
I was trying to get help.
GREY:
From them? Didn’t you listen to me, to Charlie?
ALISTAIR:
I know.
GREY:
How to expect to get out now?
ALISTAIR:
I KNOW!
GREY:
We told you this would happen. We told you you could not trust her.
You came here to get help. Both Charlie and I told you
it was a bad idea. That Woman just made it harder for you. You were not
supposed to trust her!
Do you know what they do to lunatics like you? Do you?
They like to either drug you into a coma or hook you up to a battery and
shock you till you forget you were crazy…
…Yeah, you should be scared. You have no way out of here now…
