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Audio Book Multiple Character 
Fiction book - Nick Sinclair is relating the story, needs a deep strong voice with Chicago accent. Tem, the defense attorney, should sound articulate, no accent perhaps sounding like Greg Peck, as Aticus Finch in 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. Gulati, ADA, slightly softer voice but firm, no accent. Judge, your choice, but his chuckle sounds more like a giggle. Duffy, strong Irish brogue.
2014-07-05 15:14:07 GMT
2014-07-09 15:00:00 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) 
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Project Parameters

The Voice Actor should be located in:
Fixed - USD 1350
540 Minutes
English - USA and Canada
Irish accent, Chicago accent along with typical character variations in an audio book.
Middle Age Male OR Senior Male
• Audio files must be delivered via FTP/Dropbox/Google Drive/cloud
There are no special pre-, post-, or production requirements for this project.
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This is a non-union project

Script Details

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"The next morning, I [Nick] found my seat behind the defense table once
again. The courtroom was as packed as it had been on the first day, and
I suspected it would be that way through the trialÂ’s conclusion. Gulati
called his next witness, Duffy OÂ’Rourke.My goodness was he decked out!
He had his best kilt, a plaid of red, black, and yellow. He wore his
hat, whatever ya call it, fancy boots with huge tassels on them, long
plaid socks held up by garters, and military-type metals on his jacket.
As he went by the defense table heading for the witness stand, he winked
at me. Then he looked at the judge and, in his heavy Irish brogue, said,
“Top of the morning, Your Lordship.”Everybody chuckled, even the judge.
Only Gulati remained stone-faced.After Duffy was seated and sworn in,
Gulati fired his first round.“Mr. O’Rourke, where do you work?”“I am the
proud owner of me own establishment known far and wide by everyone as
Duffy’s Tavern.”Leave it to him to turn witnessing into marketing. I had
to chuckle again, even if this wasn’t a laughing matter.“Can you tell
the court where you were on the evening of September 2, 1966?”“Was that
the night of the tragic crimes against poor Miss RothsteinÂ’s
family?”“Yes, yes, the night of the murders. Can you please answer the
question?”“Well, I just want to get me facts straight. I wouldn’t want
to mislead these good folks.”“Your Honor, request to treat Mr. O’Rourke
as a hostile witness.”Duffy broke in and looked up at the judge. “Oh no,
sir, I am not even a wee bit of a hostile person. You ask anyone.”The
judge chuckled a bit. “Mr. O’Rourke, I can see that you’re a very
friendly fellow, but this is just a legal term, not a smear of your fine
character.” He chuckled a bit more. I hoped that ol’ Duffy wouldn’t get
the judge giggling; once started, he would have a hard time
stopping.“Your Honor?” Gulati was still awaiting the judge’s ruling.“You
want to treat your own witness as a hostile witness?”“Yes, Your Honor. I
believe he’s sympathetic to the defendant.”“Very well then.
Proceed.”“Now, Mr. O’Rourke, did the defendant, Miss Rothstein, come
into your establishment on the night of the murders?”“Aye.”“Does that
mean yes?”“Aye.”The chuckling began again, which brought a chuckle and a
slam of the gavel at the same time from the judge. “Let the record
reflect that aye has the same meaning as yes.”“Aye,” Duffy repeated
softly.“And what time did she arrive?”Duffy pulled out his puzzled look.
“I’m not righty certain of that.”That look of Duff’s is one I’m familiar
with. He wrinkles his brow and cocks his head to the side. But the best
part is the way he hides his lips within that red beard of his. It would
be laughable if the situation weren’t so dire.“Mr. O’Rourke, did you not
tell Detective Pierce that she arrived around ten oÂ’clock that
night?”Again Duffy gave his puzzled look.“Mr. O’Rourke, do not try this
courtÂ’s patience! Is that what you told the police when they interviewed
you or not!”“Aye,” he said softly.“Again, so the jury can hear
you.”“Aye, ya bloody cockroach!”The gavel cracked, and the judge
admonished my pal for his unprofessional statement. However, I found it
quite accurate.“Oh, quite sorry, Your Lordship.”“It’s Your Honor.”“Oh,
no, sir, it’s me honor to be here in front of you, sir.”“No, Mr.
O’Rourke, I mean I am addressed as Your Honor.”“Beg pardon?”The judge
chuckled and said, “You address me as Your Honor, not Your
Lordship.”“Aye, sorry, Your Honor.”Once the excitement had died down,
Gulati tried again. “In all of this confusion, I will ask you again.
What time did Miss Rothstein first enter your establishment on the night
of the murders?”“Ten p.m., sir.”“Would you say her mood was one of
gaiety or more of melancholy?”Tem piped in. “Objection.”“Overruled. The
witness may answer,” the judge said.“Aye, the lassie was sad looking and
said she wanted to drink away the blues,” Duffy answered.“Thank you.
Your witness.”Tem stood and, with a smile, asked, “Did she say she was
sad because she had just killed her family?”“Why no, sir, not at
all!”“Did she say anything that would give you a clue as to what made
her want to drink away her blues?”“Aye, she stated only that it was a
complicated story about man troubles.”“Did she state to you what man she
was referring to?”“No, but I think I know.”“No, we won’t speculate on
that. Seems youÂ’ve already got my learned colleagueÂ’s blood pressure to
the boiling point.”“Your Honor, please!” Gulati shouted.“No more
questions, Your Honor.”Duffy looked at the judge. “May I go now, Your
Honor, sir?”“Yes, the witness is excused.”“Oh, thank you, Your Honor.
And you come by me tavern sometime, and the Guinness is on the house.”“I
think we need a recess at this point, and since itÂ’s almost twelve,
we’ll break for lunch.” The judge banged the gavel, and people started
for the doors." 
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