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Rose White (Lead)

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Casting "Mirror, Mirror." Synopsis: “A high school homecoming dance in the south. In the bathroom Gretchen Black, the most popular girl in school, asks the mirror on the wall who's...more

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Male, ages 17-28, Caucasian

Role Description

Rose White: (Lead) to play 16, new girl. Casting note: "Actor must be comfortable in drag. Looking for a male with a pretty face, small in stature, who can look like an attractive girl with a little makeup."

ROY/ROSE SIDES

ROY:

SIDE 1:

(At Rise: An empty space. Cloudy Liminal. The space before a story starts.)

(A boy, Roy, 17, walks into the space. He’s wearing a backpack and a baseball cap. He snaps his fingers.)

(A mirror descends in front of him. Large and institutional.)

(Roy looks at the audience. Smiles. He takes a make-up case out of his backpack and a long white dress the color of moonlight.)

ROY: Mirrors are strange things. Sometimes they seem to have minds of their own. Especially when you’re young. And you don’t know what you’re looking for. I was young once upon a time. In a land not so far away.


(ROY takes off his shirt).

Every autumn, as the summer sun finally relinquished her gentle throne to cold crown of winter, there was a tremendous celebration.

(He takes off his shoes.)

A ritual as old as the ancient land itself.

(ROY takes off his pants.)

A great ball.

(ROY puts on the dress.)

Princes and Princesses came from all over to attend.

(ROY puts on a pair of heels.)

The air tasted like honeysuckle and peach.

(ROY puts on a wig of long black hair.)

The earth itself trembles to be tread upon.





ROY SIDE 2


(BADGER is alone for a moment in the center of the empty GYM. A figure appears in the doorway behind him, silhouetted in blue. It’s ROSE. They move toward each other as if in a trance. The moment they meet, they begin to waltz, sweeping around the space.)

BADGER: Rose? Rose what?

ROSE: Rose White.

BADGER: That’s the most beautiful name I’ve ever heard.

ROSE: What’s yours again?

BADGER: Badger. Badger Biers. It’s a family name.

ROSE: It suits you.

BADGER: I feel funny. With you in my arms. Like I’m drunk or something. Where are you from?

ROSE: The south.

BADGER: The real south?

ROSE: Yes, sir.

BADGER: I’ve heard the wells are filled with sweet tea-is it true?

ROSE: I shower in sweet tea every morning and take an evening bath of oatmeal. That’s what keeps my skin so smooth.

BADGER: I’ve heard there’s nothing to do but eat and sleep and make love.

ROSE: And read and dance.

BADGER: Oh. I didn’t know about all that. I’m mighty poor at both. I wouldn’t last a moment-

ROSE: I think you’re a right fine dancer, Badger Biers.

BADGER: I know-it’s strange. I’m usually awful. But somehow, leading you is as easy as dreaming.

ROSE: Silly darling, I’m leading you.

BADGER: No you’re not. Wait, yes you are! I didn’t even notice. How are you doing that?

ROSE: I told you. I’m from the REAL south.

BADGER: Why would you leave such a place?

ROSE: You mustn’t stay anywhere too long, Badger Biers. You’re liable to grow roots like a tree and be stuck.

BADGER: Nobody ever leaves this country.

ROSE: Nobody?

BADGER: Well somebody did once. But he didn’t belong here anyhow.

ROSE: Why not?

BADGER: He was sinful.

































ROY SIDE 3

BADGER: I hope he didn’t upset you.

ROSE: Not at all.

BADGER: Let’s get out of here. Just you and me. You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.

ROSE: What about your girlfriend?

BADGER: Who Gretchen? Oh, she’s not my girlfriend.

ROSE: Don’t lie to me Badger, I was just starting to like you.

BADGER: Okay, fine, she is. But we’re about to break up.

ROSE: Sure you are.

BADGER: We are. I swear it. I’m a born-again virgin and she’s a sex fiend. Our relationship has no growth potential.

ROSE: She doesn’t look like a sex fiend.

BADGER: She’s had a tough couple of years.

ROSE: So she’s become addicted to sex?

BADGER: There’s this guy, Plato? I think he’s dead, but he had this theory. He said a woman’s womb was like an animal living inside her that had to be beaten down by a penis regularly otherwise it would climb up through her spine and eat her brain. I know he sort of sounds like an asshole but he was right about Gretchen.

ROSE: What’s the matter with her?

BADGER: Her real Dad accidentally shot himself hunting and her mom remarried this minister who likes to come into her room at night and stare at her while she’s sleeping. And then one day, she saw her brother doing something stupid and she didn’t know what to do, so she told her mother who told her stepftather who made her brother disappear. Now I come over every so often and she takes me down to the lake and we do it on the old dock until she bleeds.

ROSE: She bleeds?

BADGER: I don’t think she enjoys it very much and I know I sure as hell don’t, but it does seem to calm her down and she’s an old friend.

ROSE: What was her brother doing?

BADGER: (harshly) How should I know?

(pause)

ROSE: Did you know him?

BADGER: A bit.

ROSE: Did you love him?

(Badger stops dancing.)

BADGER: What?

ROSE: Did you love her?

BADGER: Who?

ROSE: Gretchen. Do you love her?

BADGER: Oh, I thought you said—never mind. No, I don’t love her—I wish I did. Somebody should. Now that her brother is gone, she hasn’t got anyone. But not me. It can’t be me. We know each other way too well.

ROSE: Then dump her.


















ROY:

SIDE 1:

(At Rise: An empty space. Cloudy Liminal. The space before a story starts.)

(A boy, Roy, 17, walks into the space. He’s wearing a backpack and a baseball cap. He snaps his fingers.)

(A mirror descends in front of him. Large and institutional.)

(Roy looks at the audience. Smiles. He takes a make-up case out of his backpack and a long white dress the color of moonlight.)

ROY: Mirrors are strange things. Sometimes they seem to have minds of their own. Especially when you’re young. And you don’t know what you’re looking for. I was young once upon a time. In a land not so far away.


(ROY takes off his shirt).

Every autumn, as the summer sun finally relinquished her gentle throne to cold crown of winter, there was a tremendous celebration.

(He takes off his shoes.)

A ritual as old as the ancient land itself.

(ROY takes off his pants.)

A great ball.

(ROY puts on the dress.)

Princes and Princesses came from all over to attend.

(ROY puts on a pair of heels.)

The air tasted like honeysuckle and peach.

(ROY puts on a wig of long black hair.)

The earth itself trembles to be tread upon.





ROY SIDE 2


(BADGER is alone for a moment in the center of the empty GYM. A figure appears in the doorway behind him, silhouetted in blue. It’s ROSE. They move toward each other as if in a trance. The moment they meet, they begin to waltz, sweeping around the space.)

BADGER: Rose? Rose what?

ROSE: Rose White.

BADGER: That’s the most beautiful name I’ve ever heard.

ROSE: What’s yours again?

BADGER: Badger. Badger Biers. It’s a family name.

ROSE: It suits you.

BADGER: I feel funny. With you in my arms. Like I’m drunk or something. Where are you from?

ROSE: The south.

BADGER: The real south?

ROSE: Yes, sir.

BADGER: I’ve heard the wells are filled with sweet tea-is it true?

ROSE: I shower in sweet tea every morning and take an evening bath of oatmeal. That’s what keeps my skin so smooth.

BADGER: I’ve heard there’s nothing to do but eat and sleep and make love.

ROSE: And read and dance.

BADGER: Oh. I didn’t know about all that. I’m mighty poor at both. I wouldn’t last a moment-

ROSE: I think you’re a right fine dancer, Badger Biers.

BADGER: I know-it’s strange. I’m usually awful. But somehow, leading you is as easy as dreaming.

ROSE: Silly darling, I’m leading you.

BADGER: No you’re not. Wait, yes you are! I didn’t even notice. How are you doing that?

ROSE: I told you. I’m from the REAL south.

BADGER: Why would you leave such a place?

ROSE: You mustn’t stay anywhere too long, Badger Biers. You’re liable to grow roots like a tree and be stuck.

BADGER: Nobody ever leaves this country.

ROSE: Nobody?

BADGER: Well somebody did once. But he didn’t belong here anyhow.

ROSE: Why not?

BADGER: He was sinful.

































ROY SIDE 3

BADGER: I hope he didn’t upset you.

ROSE: Not at all.

BADGER: Let’s get out of here. Just you and me. You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.

ROSE: What about your girlfriend?

BADGER: Who Gretchen? Oh, she’s not my girlfriend.

ROSE: Don’t lie to me Badger, I was just starting to like you.

BADGER: Okay, fine, she is. But we’re about to break up.

ROSE: Sure you are.

BADGER: We are. I swear it. I’m a born-again virgin and she’s a sex fiend. Our relationship has no growth potential.

ROSE: She doesn’t look like a sex fiend.

BADGER: She’s had a tough couple of years.

ROSE: So she’s become addicted to sex?

BADGER: There’s this guy, Plato? I think he’s dead, but he had this theory. He said a woman’s womb was like an animal living inside her that had to be beaten down by a penis regularly otherwise it would climb up through her spine and eat her brain. I know he sort of sounds like an asshole but he was right about Gretchen.

ROSE: What’s the matter with her?

BADGER: Her real Dad accidentally shot himself hunting and her mom remarried this minister who likes to come into her room at night and stare at her while she’s sleeping. And then one day, she saw her brother doing something stupid and she didn’t know what to do, so she told her mother who told her stepftather who made her brother disappear. Now I come over every so often and she takes me down to the lake and we do it on the old dock until she bleeds.

ROSE: She bleeds?

BADGER: I don’t think she enjoys it very much and I know I sure as hell don’t, but it does seem to calm her down and she’s an old friend.

ROSE: What was her brother doing?

BADGER: (harshly) How should I know?

(pause)

ROSE: Did you know him?

BADGER: A bit.

ROSE: Did you love him?

(Badger stops dancing.)

BADGER: What?

ROSE: Did you love her?

BADGER: Who?

ROSE: Gretchen. Do you love her?

BADGER: Oh, I thought you said—never mind. No, I don’t love her—I wish I did. Somebody should. Now that her brother is gone, she hasn’t got anyone. But not me. It can’t be me. We know each other way too well.

ROSE: Then dump her.























ROY SIDE 4


ROSE: Hi Gretchen. What are you doing?

GRETCHEN: They don’t knock where you’re from?

ROSE: Not for public bathrooms with more than one stall.

GRETCHEN: Right. This is a private school? Okay?

ROSE: Okay, what?

GRETCHEN: Okay, leave.

(pause)

ROSE: Did you have a nice time at Homecoming?

GRETCHEN: Did you not hear what I just said?

ROSE: I had such a nice time at Homecoming. Badger Biers is so cute.

GRETCHEN: Badger Biers is my boyfriend.

ROSE: Are you sure? You might want to check with him.

GRETCHEN: he has been my boyfriend for over a year now. We are the most popular couple in school. We are going to get married.

ROSE: He left Homecoming with me.

GRETCHEN: Badger doesn’t like school dances. He thinks they’re plebian and I’m inclined to agree with him. It doesn’t make any sense. Why have a party if you’re going to invite everyone? This isn’t the first time he’s left a school dance early. The same thing happened last spring at Prom. But it doesn’t matter because he ALWAYS comes back to me on Monday. He has no choice. We were meant to be together. We know everything about each other. (beat) I’m not this nice to everyone. I’m trying to help you.

ROSE: Why?

GRETCHEN: I have no idea. Something about you makes me—

ROSE: Sad?

GRETCHEN: Sick.

ROSE: Jealousy does that to certain girls. I’m not trying to hurt you, Gretchen. Sometimes I just hate being the most beautiful girl in school.

GRETCHEN: I am the most beautiful girl in school.

ROSE: Oh, I’m sorry, I was confused. I didn’t realize who you were. Let me try again. You’re so beautiful, I wish I could be you.

GRETCHEN: That’s better.

ROSE: And your boyfriend is so cute, I’m going to fuck him. Oh wait, I messed up. Can I start again?

GRETCHEN: Do you have a death wish?

ROSE: I see right through you, Gretchen. You cry in your sleep just like the rest of us.



(GRETCHEN grabs her purse, finds her cell phone and opens it.)



GRETCHEN: Hello? Oh hey Badger baby. (to ROSE) I have to take this.

ROSE: Was it ringing?

GRETCHEN: It’s on vibrate, bitch.







ROY SIDE 4


ROSE: Hi Gretchen. What are you doing?

GRETCHEN: They don’t knock where you’re from?

ROSE: Not for public bathrooms with more than one stall.

GRETCHEN: Right. This is a private school? Okay?

ROSE: Okay, what?

GRETCHEN: Okay, leave.

(pause)

ROSE: Did you have a nice time at Homecoming?

GRETCHEN: Did you not hear what I just said?

ROSE: I had such a nice time at Homecoming. Badger Biers is so cute.

GRETCHEN: Badger Biers is my boyfriend.

ROSE: Are you sure? You might want to check with him.

GRETCHEN: he has been my boyfriend for over a year now. We are the most popular couple in school. We are going to get married.

ROSE: He left Homecoming with me.

GRETCHEN: Badger doesn’t like school dances. He thinks they’re plebian and I’m inclined to agree with him. It doesn’t make any sense. Why have a party if you’re going to invite everyone? This isn’t the first time he’s left a school dance early. The same thing happened last spring at Prom. But it doesn’t matter because he ALWAYS comes back to me on Monday. He has no choice. We were meant to be together. We know everything about each other. (beat) I’m not this nice to everyone. I’m trying to help you.

ROSE: Why?

GRETCHEN: I have no idea. Something about you makes me—

ROSE: Sad?

GRETCHEN: Sick.

ROSE: Jealousy does that to certain girls. I’m not trying to hurt you, Gretchen. Sometimes I just hate being the most beautiful girl in school.

GRETCHEN: I am the most beautiful girl in school.

ROSE: Oh, I’m sorry, I was confused. I didn’t realize who you were. Let me try again. You’re so beautiful, I wish I could be you.

GRETCHEN: That’s better.

ROSE: And your boyfriend is so cute, I’m going to fuck him. Oh wait, I messed up. Can I start again?

GRETCHEN: Do you have a death wish?

ROSE: I see right through you, Gretchen. You cry in your sleep just like the rest of us.



(GRETCHEN grabs her purse, finds her cell phone and opens it.)



GRETCHEN: Hello? Oh hey Badger baby. (to ROSE) I have to take this.

ROSE: Was it ringing?

GRETCHEN: It’s on vibrate, bitch.