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I am the director producer and author of a production called "Nicolas the Legend" http://www.cdbaby.com/stnicolas it is in both novel and audio book form. It is being reviewed by a screen play writer and will be going to film. The part in the audio book needing replacing is as follows:
11 to 13 years old irish accent. vibrant and articulate. The script below will give you an idea as to the content. I only want to hear 2 or 3 lines read to give me an idea how your voice will sound. I will know within the first 10 seconds of a reading if you are capable to perform the part.
financial core non union
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record the demo with the cheezo recording set up provided. sound quality doesn't matter. i can hear talent through the noise, glitches and crackles. The final recordings will be performed in an established professional studio in portland.
The lines to be read are the lines for Maria. If you want to hear the actual sound track to get an idea of how it sounds in action let me know and I will be happy to put the sound file in my website
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11 to 13 years old irish accent. vibrant and articulate. The script below will give you an idea as to the content. I only want to hear 2 or 3 lines read to give me an idea how your voice will sound. I will know within the first 10 seconds of a reading if you are capable to perform the part.
financial core non union
open to negociate
record the demo with the cheezo recording set up provided. sound quality doesn't matter. i can hear talent through the noise, glitches and crackles. The final recordings will be performed in an established professional studio in portland.
The lines to be read are the lines for Maria. If you want to hear the actual sound track to get an idea of how it sounds in action let me know and I will be happy to put the sound file in my website
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http://saint777.net/nick_sound.html or send it to you in an email. thank you sincerely, H.J.K.
Read Only Maria (Irish Accent)
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Scene 7 - The Village Square
[Busy market place sounds]
Grandpa: Down at the village square, Maria Colleen Santana and her friends are helping her mother with the selling of products raised or created by hand. They are immigrants from a land far away. They learned to speak Lycian fluently and did well, except for a little prejudice on behalf of the locals.
Local women: Aiaiaiaiai!
Local girl: That looks delicious dear. I’ll have a wee bit of this and a wee bit of that, a wee bit of sweet and a wee bit of fat. (Laughs hysterically)
Maria: Mama, they’re makin’ fun o’ me accent again.
Momma Santana: We’ll just hafta do something about that won’t we now?
Maria: Would 'ja like a fresh goat’s milk, honey flavored shake? They’re really delicious.
Aristocratic Customer: Brprlblpl… blbrp. Why certainly, young lady. Here you go. (Drops money in till)
Maria: Thank you.
Grandpa: Maria’s charm and grace kept the till full of coins. While her mother tended to the babies, her father was far from home doin’ battle.
Momma Santana: Hush, little baby, don’t you cry, daddy’s been away for a long, long time… mmm… (fussy baby)
Grandpa: She was very good at selling cheese, milk, eggs, vegetables, and goat jerky. She had her sales pitch down until the three boys happened to pass their way. Fade scene to Nicolas’ tree fort in the woods.
Grandpa: Meanwhile, back at Nicolas’ tree fort by his house, Nicolas, Barius Radiclese, and Octhamus Theoctapus, all hang out together. Barius caught wind of a flock of charming young ladies, all about their age, at the honey goat milk stand near the docks down by the Village Square.
Barius: Dudes, there are three of the cutest girls in all of Patara down at the village square.
Nicolas: Oh, uh, I can’t go. No way. I’ll get grounded for life. You guys just go ahead.
Octhamus: Aw, come on Nick.
Nicolas: I’ll just sit here and rot thinking about…
Nicolas, Barius, and Octhamus: Bragadrina! Wretch![Simultaneously stick fingers down throat and gag themselves; hysterically laugh].
Music cue: Ragas in minor scale
Grandpa: Then they all high-five to the center.Nicolas: Yee hah, I’m free! Wait, we better leave the horses or my folks will wonder where I went.
Barius: Yeah, right, sure. No, problem. Good idea! Couldn’t have thought of a better idea myself.
Nicolas: We’d best hurry. The sun will set in approximately…
Barius and Octhamus: Yeah, yeah - Come on science brains! Let’s just go.
Grandpa: Nicolas checks to make sure that he has his magic North Finding Kit and Portable Pocket Sundial. Then they grab Nick by his shirt and down the hill they run towards the village.
Nicolas: (laughing)Yee hah! I’m free! [laughter]
Old man: Hey ya Punks, watch where you’re goin.
Grandpa: As the boys run amuck and pinball their way down the street, they crash into a Kosher Knockwurst stand owned by Perry Postomus.
Nicolas: Whoa! Oops. Sorry. Excuse me. [Tent rips. Things fall to the ground.]
Perry Postomus: Hey, you little varmints! Augh nuts, augh, oh come on, get out, augh, look at this mess, oyevey. I’m mad as Heck and I’m not going to take this anymore! You get out and don’t you ever come back. Never, never, never - Ooooh! I’m so mad! Get out! Get out!
Grandpa: The boys continue on their way through the busy marketplace. The girls see them up the street heading their way and begin to fix their hair, straighten their dresses, and put on the charm.
Maria: Ha ha. He’s so cute…you’re so cute.
Kathryn: Whoa, honey, look my way! Look at that cute hunk. Look girls! They are so handsome. Maria… Hello, is anybody in there? Hello? (snapping fingers)
Grandpa: Unsure, Maria asks Kathryn, the most confident one, just exactly how to say hi to a boy.
Grandpa: Maria practices a few greetings.
Maria: Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi… woah, that was kinda low.
Alexis: If I weren’t engaged I’d go for him myself. Oh I think he likes you. Quick here they come! I’ll just go see if your mom needs a little help.
Friends of Maria: Go girl!
Friend: Maria Colleen, look at his dimples? Giggle.
Maria: Oh, no. They’re almost here. How do I look, oh gracious me. I smell of sour goat’s milk. What’ll I do? It’s kinda not goin too well is it?
Indy : Here, put this on. It’ll make you smell like sweet herbs and spices. It’s called perfume.
Maria: Oh, thank you! Perfume, mmm, how nice.
Indy : Be careful. Not too much. It’s very expensive.
Maria: You girls are my best friends in the whole world.
Friend: Maria Colleen, look at his dimples?
Nicolas: Whoa. Cute alert. Three fold, twenty degrees
west. Okay, now sixty-two degrees north. Full sails, steady as she goes, mates!
Barius: Where?
Nicolas: Over there.
Barius, Nicolas, Octhamus: Ooooh
Nicolas: How do I look? Does my breath stink? [Stopping to purchase a small piece of material and quickly scribbles on it then attaches it to the ring he made for himself ]
Octhamus: Dude, your pits could drop a stallion. Here, rub this on ‘em.
Grandpa: Having failed botany class,
Nicolas: What is it?
Grandpa: Nicolas wasn’t quite sure what kind of plant Barius
was holding.
Octhamus: I don’t know. Three leaves, red berries - It’s gotta smell better than what’s there.
Nicolas: Whoa, okay. Now, let’s go.
Grandpa: Since Nicolas had never really conversed with any other females other than his mother, maid servants, Bragadrina, and Bessy, his pet camel, he practiced a few greetings along the way.
Nicolas: Hi?… Er, hi. Hi. Ok, well uh Hi. H-hi, How ya doin?
Grandpa: Nicolas’ armpits begin to itch profusely as they get closer to the honey milk stand.
Nicolas: Aw, man. [itch, itch] Ugh… Goodness gracious.
Octhamus: Whatever you do, Nick, don’t stare at her.
Nicolas: Okay. [scratching the poison ivy]
Grandpa: At first, Indy Coomisius and Barius Radiclese become reacquainted.
Indy: Where’s your magic carpet? I don’t see a magic carpet. Come on, really. There’s no such thing. (scoffing) Kk - Paleez.
Grandpa: Nicolas and Maria… They meet and worlds collide. He looks away, she looks away. He looks back, she looks back. He looks away, she looks away, and then Maria casually returns his glance. Nicolas scuffs a heart in the dirt with his shoe, and for a moment, it seemed as though time stood completely still.
Nicolas: H-h-hi…
Maria: Hi…Would ja like a fresh g-goats honey milk honey flavored shake, something like that?
Nicolas: S-sure I’d like to try one.
Grandpa: And at the moment he answered her, Barius grabbed the nanny goat’s milk swollen teat,
Barius: Ha ha!
Grandpa: …and squirted them both.
Maria: Augh!
Nicolas: Augh!
Octhamus: Ha, ha ha!
Music starts; Mostly young
Nicolas: Man Why’d you have to do that? Man when I get a hold of you, I’m gonna pound you for that!
Barius: Look, Nicolas. You’re rich, she’s poor. Cute, but nonetheless poor. You know it will not go well with your parents. Forget her.
Nicolas: Are you kidding? I will never forget her. Those eyes… Oh that hair… uh, anyway, I’m getting hungry, it’s getting dark, the moon is full and bad cult people have been seen in the mountains causing trouble. Hurry let’s get going.
Grandpa: Back at Village Square. [Quiet forest to marketplace]
Momma Santana: You girls now let’s start packin things up and head for home. Tis gettin’ late.
Maria: Girls, girls, what did you think about the short one?
Indy: Oh, he was so cute, I mean those eyes were so pretty, and those lips! Oh gosh, Who could resist him?
Momma Santana: Now, dear, don’t be gettin’ yer heart set on that rich boy.
Maria: Oh, but, Mom, he’s so cute, and nice and… and…
Momma Santana: You’ll just be gettin’ yer heart broken.
Alleesius: (giggle) I think he likes you Maria Colleen.
Maria and friends: Laughing.
Music fades. [the sound of goat bells jingling and cart wheel sounds as they are walking back home
Maria: Oh gracious me. What is in this coin box? A ring? Wit’ a note attached? Gasp!
Indy: Let me see. Oh, I know what that is, a peach pit ring. What does the note say?
Maria: From Nicolas, and there is a heart around his name.
Indy: Oh my! You know what that means don’t you?
Maria: What?
Indy: Nicolas and Maria, Sitting in a treeuh - K-I-S-S-I-N-G -uh… ( girls laugh)
Maria: (laughs)
Grandpa: She kisses the ring, (kiss) then slips it on her finger.
Maria: Mom, how’d you and Dad meet?
Momma Santana: When your daddy and I met, he was this
handsome young man. (clang, clang) Oh Maximus Sweetie, put down yer daddy’s sword before ye go puttin’ an eye out.
Maximus: Yes, Momma. Momma I’m tired I wanna go home.
Momma Santana: When your daddy and I saw each other, we knew in our hearts that we were meant for each other.
Grandpa: The following day, the boys returned to the village square, except for Nicolas. They wondered why he didn’t meet them at Nicolas’ tree fort. Everyone was quiet that day.
Read Only Maria (Irish Accent)
*************
Scene 7 - The Village Square
[Busy market place sounds]
Grandpa: Down at the village square, Maria Colleen Santana and her friends are helping her mother with the selling of products raised or created by hand. They are immigrants from a land far away. They learned to speak Lycian fluently and did well, except for a little prejudice on behalf of the locals.
Local women: Aiaiaiaiai!
Local girl: That looks delicious dear. I’ll have a wee bit of this and a wee bit of that, a wee bit of sweet and a wee bit of fat. (Laughs hysterically)
Maria: Mama, they’re makin’ fun o’ me accent again.
Momma Santana: We’ll just hafta do something about that won’t we now?
Maria: Would 'ja like a fresh goat’s milk, honey flavored shake? They’re really delicious.
Aristocratic Customer: Brprlblpl… blbrp. Why certainly, young lady. Here you go. (Drops money in till)
Maria: Thank you.
Grandpa: Maria’s charm and grace kept the till full of coins. While her mother tended to the babies, her father was far from home doin’ battle.
Momma Santana: Hush, little baby, don’t you cry, daddy’s been away for a long, long time… mmm… (fussy baby)
Grandpa: She was very good at selling cheese, milk, eggs, vegetables, and goat jerky. She had her sales pitch down until the three boys happened to pass their way. Fade scene to Nicolas’ tree fort in the woods.
Grandpa: Meanwhile, back at Nicolas’ tree fort by his house, Nicolas, Barius Radiclese, and Octhamus Theoctapus, all hang out together. Barius caught wind of a flock of charming young ladies, all about their age, at the honey goat milk stand near the docks down by the Village Square.
Barius: Dudes, there are three of the cutest girls in all of Patara down at the village square.
Nicolas: Oh, uh, I can’t go. No way. I’ll get grounded for life. You guys just go ahead.
Octhamus: Aw, come on Nick.
Nicolas: I’ll just sit here and rot thinking about…
Nicolas, Barius, and Octhamus: Bragadrina! Wretch![Simultaneously stick fingers down throat and gag themselves; hysterically laugh].
Music cue: Ragas in minor scale
Grandpa: Then they all high-five to the center.Nicolas: Yee hah, I’m free! Wait, we better leave the horses or my folks will wonder where I went.
Barius: Yeah, right, sure. No, problem. Good idea! Couldn’t have thought of a better idea myself.
Nicolas: We’d best hurry. The sun will set in approximately…
Barius and Octhamus: Yeah, yeah - Come on science brains! Let’s just go.
Grandpa: Nicolas checks to make sure that he has his magic North Finding Kit and Portable Pocket Sundial. Then they grab Nick by his shirt and down the hill they run towards the village.
Nicolas: (laughing)Yee hah! I’m free! [laughter]
Old man: Hey ya Punks, watch where you’re goin.
Grandpa: As the boys run amuck and pinball their way down the street, they crash into a Kosher Knockwurst stand owned by Perry Postomus.
Nicolas: Whoa! Oops. Sorry. Excuse me. [Tent rips. Things fall to the ground.]
Perry Postomus: Hey, you little varmints! Augh nuts, augh, oh come on, get out, augh, look at this mess, oyevey. I’m mad as Heck and I’m not going to take this anymore! You get out and don’t you ever come back. Never, never, never - Ooooh! I’m so mad! Get out! Get out!
Grandpa: The boys continue on their way through the busy marketplace. The girls see them up the street heading their way and begin to fix their hair, straighten their dresses, and put on the charm.
Maria: Ha ha. He’s so cute…you’re so cute.
Kathryn: Whoa, honey, look my way! Look at that cute hunk. Look girls! They are so handsome. Maria… Hello, is anybody in there? Hello? (snapping fingers)
Grandpa: Unsure, Maria asks Kathryn, the most confident one, just exactly how to say hi to a boy.
Grandpa: Maria practices a few greetings.
Maria: Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi… woah, that was kinda low.
Alexis: If I weren’t engaged I’d go for him myself. Oh I think he likes you. Quick here they come! I’ll just go see if your mom needs a little help.
Friends of Maria: Go girl!
Friend: Maria Colleen, look at his dimples? Giggle.
Maria: Oh, no. They’re almost here. How do I look, oh gracious me. I smell of sour goat’s milk. What’ll I do? It’s kinda not goin too well is it?
Indy : Here, put this on. It’ll make you smell like sweet herbs and spices. It’s called perfume.
Maria: Oh, thank you! Perfume, mmm, how nice.
Indy : Be careful. Not too much. It’s very expensive.
Maria: You girls are my best friends in the whole world.
Friend: Maria Colleen, look at his dimples?
Nicolas: Whoa. Cute alert. Three fold, twenty degrees
west. Okay, now sixty-two degrees north. Full sails, steady as she goes, mates!
Barius: Where?
Nicolas: Over there.
Barius, Nicolas, Octhamus: Ooooh
Nicolas: How do I look? Does my breath stink? [Stopping to purchase a small piece of material and quickly scribbles on it then attaches it to the ring he made for himself ]
Octhamus: Dude, your pits could drop a stallion. Here, rub this on ‘em.
Grandpa: Having failed botany class,
Nicolas: What is it?
Grandpa: Nicolas wasn’t quite sure what kind of plant Barius
was holding.
Octhamus: I don’t know. Three leaves, red berries - It’s gotta smell better than what’s there.
Nicolas: Whoa, okay. Now, let’s go.
Grandpa: Since Nicolas had never really conversed with any other females other than his mother, maid servants, Bragadrina, and Bessy, his pet camel, he practiced a few greetings along the way.
Nicolas: Hi?… Er, hi. Hi. Ok, well uh Hi. H-hi, How ya doin?
Grandpa: Nicolas’ armpits begin to itch profusely as they get closer to the honey milk stand.
Nicolas: Aw, man. [itch, itch] Ugh… Goodness gracious.
Octhamus: Whatever you do, Nick, don’t stare at her.
Nicolas: Okay. [scratching the poison ivy]
Grandpa: At first, Indy Coomisius and Barius Radiclese become reacquainted.
Indy: Where’s your magic carpet? I don’t see a magic carpet. Come on, really. There’s no such thing. (scoffing) Kk - Paleez.
Grandpa: Nicolas and Maria… They meet and worlds collide. He looks away, she looks away. He looks back, she looks back. He looks away, she looks away, and then Maria casually returns his glance. Nicolas scuffs a heart in the dirt with his shoe, and for a moment, it seemed as though time stood completely still.
Nicolas: H-h-hi…
Maria: Hi…Would ja like a fresh g-goats honey milk honey flavored shake, something like that?
Nicolas: S-sure I’d like to try one.
Grandpa: And at the moment he answered her, Barius grabbed the nanny goat’s milk swollen teat,
Barius: Ha ha!
Grandpa: …and squirted them both.
Maria: Augh!
Nicolas: Augh!
Octhamus: Ha, ha ha!
Music starts; Mostly young
Nicolas: Man Why’d you have to do that? Man when I get a hold of you, I’m gonna pound you for that!
Barius: Look, Nicolas. You’re rich, she’s poor. Cute, but nonetheless poor. You know it will not go well with your parents. Forget her.
Nicolas: Are you kidding? I will never forget her. Those eyes… Oh that hair… uh, anyway, I’m getting hungry, it’s getting dark, the moon is full and bad cult people have been seen in the mountains causing trouble. Hurry let’s get going.
Grandpa: Back at Village Square. [Quiet forest to marketplace]
Momma Santana: You girls now let’s start packin things up and head for home. Tis gettin’ late.
Maria: Girls, girls, what did you think about the short one?
Indy: Oh, he was so cute, I mean those eyes were so pretty, and those lips! Oh gosh, Who could resist him?
Momma Santana: Now, dear, don’t be gettin’ yer heart set on that rich boy.
Maria: Oh, but, Mom, he’s so cute, and nice and… and…
Momma Santana: You’ll just be gettin’ yer heart broken.
Alleesius: (giggle) I think he likes you Maria Colleen.
Maria and friends: Laughing.
Music fades. [the sound of goat bells jingling and cart wheel sounds as they are walking back home
Maria: Oh gracious me. What is in this coin box? A ring? Wit’ a note attached? Gasp!
Indy: Let me see. Oh, I know what that is, a peach pit ring. What does the note say?
Maria: From Nicolas, and there is a heart around his name.
Indy: Oh my! You know what that means don’t you?
Maria: What?
Indy: Nicolas and Maria, Sitting in a treeuh - K-I-S-S-I-N-G -uh… ( girls laugh)
Maria: (laughs)
Grandpa: She kisses the ring, (kiss) then slips it on her finger.
Maria: Mom, how’d you and Dad meet?
Momma Santana: When your daddy and I met, he was this
handsome young man. (clang, clang) Oh Maximus Sweetie, put down yer daddy’s sword before ye go puttin’ an eye out.
Maximus: Yes, Momma. Momma I’m tired I wanna go home.
Momma Santana: When your daddy and I saw each other, we knew in our hearts that we were meant for each other.
Grandpa: The following day, the boys returned to the village square, except for Nicolas. They wondered why he didn’t meet them at Nicolas’ tree fort. Everyone was quiet that day.
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