Auditions: "It's a Wonderful Life: A Live Radio Play"

 



FREDDIE FILMORE , MR. POTTER

FREDDIE FILMORE track:  (1940’s Radio ANNOUNCER)

                                                                                FREDDIE FILMORE
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to a live broadcast of WBFR Playhouse of the Air. We thank you for braving the weather this Christmas Eve, and you’ll be glad you did when you hear the story we have for you tonight – It’s a Wonderful Life. (Applause sign flashes) Very good, thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Remember, this evening’s program is being broadcast live from coast to coast, and our listeners are counting on your reactions as a part of their listening pleasure. So, don’t be shy, and feel free to applaud, laugh, swoon or cry just as loud as the spirit moves you.


 Freddie Filmore Track: GEORGE / MR. POTTER (please read Mr. Potter)                                

                                                                              GEORGE
Well, I... I suppose I’ll find out sooner or later, but just what exactly did you want to see me about?

                                                                                POTTER
George, now that’s just what I like so much about you. George, I’m an old man, and most people hate me. But I don’t like them either, so that makes it all even. You know just as well as I do that I run practically everything in this town but the Bailey Building and Loan. You know, also, that for a number of years I’ve been trying to get control of it... or kill it. But I haven’t been able to do it. You have been stopping me. In fact, you have beaten me, George, and that takes some doing. Take during the depression, for instance. You and I were the only ones that kept our heads. You saved the Building and Loan, and I saved all the rest.

                                                                              GEORGE
Yes. Well, most people say you stole all the rest.

                                                                               POTTER
The envious ones say that, George, the suckers. Now, let’s look at your side. Young man, twenty-seven, twenty-eight... married, making, say... forty a week.

                                                                                GEORGE
Forty-five!

                                                                                POTTER
Forty-five. Now if you were some ordinary yokel, I would say you were doing fine. But George Bailey is intelligent, ambitious. He hates the Building and Loan almost much as I do. He’s been dying to get out of town ever since he was born. A young man... the smartest one of the crowd, mind you, who has to sit by and watch his friends go places, because he’s trapped. Trapped into frittering his life away playing nursemaid to a lot of garlic eaters. Do I paint a correct picture George, or do I exaggerate?

                                                                                GEORGE
What’s your point, Mr. Potter?

                                                                                POTTER
My point is you’re the only man in town who’s licked me. I want to hire you. Manage my affairs, I’ll start you out at twenty thousand dollars a year.

                                                                                GEORGE
Twenty thousand... twenty thousand dollars a year?!

                                                                                POTTER
You wouldn’t mind living in the nicest house in town, buying your wife a lot of fine clothes, a couple of business trips to New York a year, maybe once in a while Europe. You wouldn’t mind that, would you, George?


LARENCE/GEORGE
 
George & Jazzbo Tracks: CLARENCE / GEORGE

                                                                                CLARENCE
Here, let me help you up – the snow is quite cold.

                                                                                GEORGE
What’s wrong with Mr. Gower?

                                                                                CLARENCE
Mr. Gower doesn’t know you George. You see, George, you weren’t there to stop Gower from putting that poison into that prescription.

                                                                                GEORGE (Simultaneously with “into the...”)
What do you mean, I wasn’t there? What are you, a hypnotist? Why am seeing all these strange things here?

                                                                                CLARENCE
Don’t you understand? It’s because you were never born.

                                                                                GEORGE
Then if I wasn’t born, who am I?

                                                                                CLARENCE
You’re nobody. You have no identity.

                                                                                GEORGE
What do you mean, no identity? My name’s George Bailey.

                                                                                CLARENCE
There is no George Bailey. You have no papers, no cards, no driver’s license, no 4-F card, no insurance policy...

                                                                                GEORGE
Zuzu’s petals!

                                                                                CLARENCE
What?

                                                                                GEORGE
Zuzu’s petals – My little girl, some petals fell off her flower, I told her I’d fix it and stuck them in my pocket – but they’re gone too, everything is gone.

                                                                                CLARENCE
But, you’ve been given a great gift George. The chance to see what the world would be like if you had never been born.

                                                                                GEORGE
You’re crazy! You’re crazy as a bed bug and you’re driving me crazy too. Now look, I’m going home to my wife and family, do you understand that? And I’m going home alone!!


GEORGE BAILEY/MARY HATCH BAILEY
 
George and Mary Tracks: GEORGE / MARY

                                                                                GEORGE
You know something, if it wasn’t me talking, I’d say you were the prettiest girl in town.

                                                                                MARY
Well, why don’t you say it?

                                                                                GEORGE
I don’t know. Maybe I will. Hey, look where we are.

                                                                                MARY
Oh, the old Granville house.

                                                                                GEORGE
Yeah, I got to throw a rock.

                                                                                MARY
Oh, no, don’t. I love that old house.

                                                                                GEORGE
Well no, don’t you know about deserted houses, you make a wish and then throw a rock.

                                                                                MARY
But George, it’s such a lovely old place. I wish I lived there.

                                                                                GEORGE
In there? I wouldn’t live there if I was a ghost. Now watch, watch this. (SFX: Glass breaks) How ‘bout it, huh? Pretty good shot, huh? Broke a window, huh!

                                                                                MARY
What’s your wish, George?

                                                                                GEORGE
Well, not just one wish. A whole hatful, Mary. I’m shaking the dust of this crummy little town off my feet and I’m going to see the world. Italy, Greece, the Parthenon, the Coloseum. Then I’m coming back here and go to college and see what they know... and then I’m going to build things. I’m gonna build air fields. I’m going to build skyscrapers a hundred stories high. I’m gonna build bridges a mile long... And then I’m gonna....Hey, what… are you gonna throw a rock too? (SFX: Glass breaks) Hey that’s pretty good. What’d you wish for Mary?

                                                                                MARY
Oh no. If I tell you, it may not come true.

                                                                                GEORGE
Hey, hey Mary…. C’mon, what do you want huh? Do you want the moon? All you gotta do just say the word now....

                                                                                MARY
Okay, the moon. I’ll take it. And then what?

                                                                                GEORGE
Then what? I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Then you could swallow it and it’d all dissolve, see? And the moonbeams’d shoot out of your fingers and toes, and the ends of your hair and the.... -- Am I talking too much?


VIOLET BICK, MRS. BAILEY

Lana Sherwood Track: VIOLET / GEORGE

                                                                                VIOLET
Hello, Georgie-Porgie.

                                                                                GEORGE
Hello, Vi.

                                                                                VIOLET
What gives?

                                                                                GEORGE
Nothing.

                                                                                VIOLET
Where are you going?

                                                                                GEORGE
Oh, I’ll probably end up at the library.

                                                                                VIOLET
Georgie, don’t you ever get tired of just reading about things?

                                                                                GEORGE
Yes. What are you doing tonight?

                                                                                VIOLET
Not a thing.

                                                                                GEORGE
Are you game, Vi? What do you say we make a night of it?

                                                                                VIOLET
Oh, I’d love it, Georgie. What’ll we do?

                                                                                GEORGE
Let’s go out in the fields and take off our shoes and walk in the grass.

                                                                                VIOLET
Huh?!

                                                                                GEORGE
Then we can go up to Stewart Lake. It’s beautiful up there in the moonlight, and we can swim. Then we can climb Mount Bedford, and smell the pines, and watch the sunrise against the peaks, and we’ll stay up there the whole night, and everybody’ll be talking and there’ll be a terrific scandal!

                                                                                VIOLET
George! Have you gone crazy?! Walk in the grass in my bare feet?! Why it’s ten miles up there to Mount Bedford! You think just because you -- Oh!

                                                                                GEORGE
kay, just forget about the whole thing!


GEORGE, MRS. BAILEY
 
Lana Sherwood Track: MRS. BAILEY / GEORGE

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Well, how do you like the new sister-in-law?

                                                                                GEORGE
She’s swell.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Looks like she’ll keep Harry on his toes.

                                                                                GEORGE
Yeah, keep him out of Bedford Falls, anyway.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
George, um... Do you know that Mary Hatch is back from school?         

                                                                GEORGE
Yeah, Yeah...

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Nice girl, Mary. Give me one good reason you shouldn’t call on her.

                                                                                GEORGE
Well, Sam Wainwright. Sam’s crazy about her.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Well, she’s not crazy about him.

                                                                                GEORGE
Well, now how do you know that? Did she discuss it with you?

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Besides, Sam is away in New York, and you’re here in Bedford Falls.

                                                                                GEORGE
And all’s fair in love and war?

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
I don’t know about war.

                                                                                GEORGE
All right, mother, I think I’ll go out and find the girl and do a little passionate necking.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Oh, George!

                                                                                GEORGE
Bye, Mrs. Bailey.  By the way, do you want any books at the library?

                                                                               MRS. BAILEY
“The library?!” George! George, you go and see Mary, you hear.


BILLY, GEORGE

Freddie Filmore & George tracks: BILLY / GEORGE

                                                                                BILLY
George! George! 

                                                                                GEORGE
Uncle. . . What’s going on? The bank examiner’s here, and I. . .

                                                                               BILLY
He’s here!

                                                                                GEORGE
Yeah, yeah. He wants the accounts payable. . .  What’s the matter with you?

                                                                                BILLY
The money! The eight thousand! I—I—

                                                                                GEORGE
What, Uncle Billy? What happened to it?

                                                                                BILLY
I don’t know! I was going to deposit it, and when I went to the bank—I didn’t have it.

                                                                                GEORGE
Eight thousand dollars, Uncle Billy, the bank examiner is waiting in our office and it’s not our money! It belongs to the depositors.

                                                                                BILLY
I’m so sorry, George, I just don’t know what happened!

                                                                                GEORGE
Well, the first place you look is in your coat pocket. I told you to put it there when you left.

                                                                                BILLY
Oh, I’m no good to you George, I’m no good!

                                                                                GEORGE
Let’s go then, we have to retrace your steps—we’ll leave no stone unturned!

                                                                                BILLY
But George, I did that. I looked everywhere. I went back and retraced every single step. It’s gone.

                                                                                GEORGE
Now listen to me. Now listen to me! Think, think! Try and think!

                                                                                BILLY
I can’t think anymore. I can’t! I’m sorry, George. It’s really gone.

                                                                                GEORGE
We need that money, you stupid, silly old fool! We need it! Do you realize what this means? It means bankruptcy and scandal, and prison! That’s what it means! One of us is going to jail! Well, it’s not going to be me! Now get out of my way. I’m going home!


MRS. BAILEY / GEORGE

Lana Sherwood & George Tracks: MRS. BAILEY, GEORGE

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Well?

                                                                                GEORGE
Mother?

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
Mother?! What do you want?

                                                                                GEORGE
Mother, this is George. I thought sure you’d remember me.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
George, who? If you’re looking for a room there’s no vacancy.

                                                                                GEORGE
Oh mother, mother, please try to understand, something’s happened to me. I don’t know what it is, but I need a place to stay. Please, let me stay here.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
I don’t take in strangers.

                                                                                GEORGE
I’m not a stranger. I know everybody you know. Your brother-in-law, Uncle Billy.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
You know him?

                                                                                GEORGE
Well, sure I do.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
When’d you see him last?

                                                                                GEORGE
Today, over at his house.

                                                                                MRS. BAILEY
That’s a lie. He’s been in the insane asylum ever since he lost his business. And if you ask me, that’s where you belong!


MARY / GEORGE

Mary & George Tracks: MARY, GEORGE

                                                                                GEORGE
Is the library closed?

                                                                                MARY
It’s Christmas Eve, we can’t stay open all night.

                                                                                GEORGE
Can I ask you something?

                                                                                MARY
I should really be getting home.

                                                                                GEORGE
What is there to go home to?

                                                                                MARY
That is none of your business, sir. The library is closed. Maybe you should try back the 26th.

                                                                                GEORGE
Mary, I’m sorry.

                                                                                MARY
How do you know my name?

                                                                                GEORGE
All I need is a couple of minutes.

                                                                                MARY
I told you, the library is closed.

                                                                                GEORGE
Please: just two minutes, that’s all I need. I’ll do anything.

                                                                                MARY
You sound desperate. I’ll help if I can. What is it?

                                                                                GEORGE
Isn’t this town Bedford Falls?

                                                                                MARY
It used to be. But that was some time ago. I wasn’t very old when Potter was elected and took the town, along with its name, for himself.

                                                                                GEORGE
So, you do know a place called Bedford Falls?

                                                                                MARY
I’ve seen pictures, it looked like a very nice place. Things have changed, but that’s with the times. I have to go.

                                                                                GEORGE
Mary Hatch: You live on Reed Street, a white Victorian. Your bedroom is at the top of the stairs, you turn to the left. You have an older brother Marty and you live with your mother Edwina.

                                                                                MARY
How do you know all this?! What are you, some crazy man? Stop it! I’m leaving!

                                                                                GEORGE
Don’t you know me, Mary? Just let me touch you.

                                                                                MARY
Get your hands off me! I’ll call a cop!

                                                                                GEORGE
The house you wished for! Don’t you remember?!

                                                                                MARY
I told you I don’t know you! Let me go! Officer!!

                                                                                GEORGE
Don’t you know me? You must! You’re my wife!

                                                                                GEORGE
Mary! Mary!

                                                                                MARY
I’m sorry sir, the library is closed.

                                                                                GEORGE
Mary, it’s George, don’t you know me.

                                                                                MARY
Who are you? Let me go!

                                                                                GEORGE
Mary, please! Oh, don’t do this to me. Please, Mary, help me. Where are our kids?

                                                                                MARY
What?

                                                                                GEORGE
I need you, Mary! Help me, Mary!                 

                                                                                MARY
Get away from me. Help! Help!

SFX: Police whistle

                                                                                GEORGE
Mary! It’s George! Please Mary!                                                                            

MARY screams.