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Casting Call for Brokensea Audio Productions
The Thorne Chronicles ©

An original audio drama created and written by Alan Spencer

Synopsis:
A pulp-noir style audio drama. In the post-WWII 1940s, the firm Thorne Investigations, lead by
Macy “Mace” Thorne and Dirk Davenport, get the strange hand-off jobs from the police in the

Washington, D.C. metro area. From missing senator’s dogs, to odd robberies, the pair of gum-
shoes have had plenty of interesting cases, specifically destined to NOT reach the front page of the newspaper. It’s what they are paid for – to keep it quiet.

But some things have an agenda all their own.

Audition Advisement:

Lead character, Macy Thorne, carries most of the show. This part will have 90% of all the lines
in the show and requires a major time commitment.

Main Cast:
Macy “Mace” Thorne: Mid-30s, bisexual Caucasian female. Sultry voice, dry wit, intelligent.
O.S.S. trained and worked behind the lines in Germany/Czechoslovakia during the war.
Preferred weapons: 38 snub. Drinks single-malt scotch, smokes Chesterfield cigarettes from
silver cigarette case. Zippo lighter. Father was a police officer killed under mysterious
circumstances in 1930s New England. The brains/finance balance of the two.
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Line 1:[Read as noir narrator]
Spring is an interesting time. Brings out all sorts of pests. Especially just after the
sun sets.
In an upscale neighborhood of northeast, DC, another kind of pest cautiously
approaches the garden window of the home of Mr. and Mrs. Randal Murdoc,
Congressman from the state of Alabama.
Line 2: [business-like, then irritated]
I realize I’m not perfect – but if I can’t have my own washroom, why the hell did we
fight that damn war?
Line 3: My name, sir, is Miss. Thorne. And this is my partner, Mr. Davenport. What my
partner and I can do is help you find your wife’s heirloom

Dirk Davenport: Early 40s, heterosexual, Caucasian male. Gritty New England voice (ala Sam
Spade), sarcastic wit. Originally a Boston area policemen, he moved to D.C. with an offer to join
the police force there as a detective. Due to “publicity” on a case which some distress to a
politician, he was dismissed from active force. Became private investigator. Macy joined soon
afterwords due to first case and finances. Drinks cheap whiskey, smokes cigars. Clever,
instinctive – bad cop player of the two.
Line 1:[Joshing, irritated – trying to rile Macy]
How many times are you going to write and re-write that letter to the landlord, Macy?
He’s already ignored what – five or ten of them? I’m telling you, Mace, you got us a great
rate here, but a lousy landlord. So what if we have to go down the hallway to use the
can?
Line 2: [feeling creepy – like cold water down the back]
Ya know, I sorta feel it too.
[trying to shake off feeling] Bah – I’m probably just in need of a good, stiff drink.
Line 3: Well, the safe wasn’t broken into. Means they either knew the combination or had
someone with “the touch.”

Recurring Cast:
Sgt. Mike (Mickey) Broadhead: DC Metro policemen, friends with Dirk. Gruff – but amiably so.
40s. Drinking buddy. Able to pass along certain information/cases.
Line 1: Got a job you might be interested in. Not really much of anything – just a stolen
old family gem. Not worth much. Needs to stay all quiet though.
Line 2: Strange. Stranger still was where and how he was killed. How did that happen?
Line 3: We’re going to call it of “unnatural causes” for the moment. Can’t rule out suicide
yet. Although how he would do it like that I have no idea.

Mr Kalal : Foreign accent (whatever is best with diction of the actor), late 40s-early 50s,
discrete, thoughtful, quiet toned. Never raises voice, but can be intense in certain words
Line 1: So I see. May I give you a small piece of advice, Mr. Davenport? Professional to
professional?
[more intense] Evelynn Towers is not to be trusted or treated with. She always shades
the truth for her benefit.
Line 2: [business discrete voice]
Ah, Miss Thorne, you know the business. I’m not allowed to say — officially. Let us say
you were chosen for this since your background is well-documented.
Line 3: Mr. Davenport, this is deadly serious, and not a game at all.
I consider it even more serious than the guns you both continue to point in my
direction.

Madam Mojo: Cajun accented. Also has a mysterious otherworldly voice of warnings.
Voodoo/Hoodoo woman known to frequent the D.C. harbor markets.
Line 1: No. I’m from Cajun county in the deep South. But that was many years ago now.
The gypsies and I share some common forms of workings, but I am not one of them.
Line 2: [slightly annoyed, teaching]
Miss Thorne, I have information about everything. And everything in its time. But
where and when that information unfolds to me, does so in its own time.
So let me to use my skills, as you use yours. And we shall see what we shall see.
Line 3: [chanting/channeling]
I come to herald the herald.
I come to awaken the sleeping.
I come to purge the awakened.
I come to purge the little deceivers.

Mr. Shade: mysterious figure. Speaks all words containing an “s” with a hiss. Any age. Always
angry (hidden or not).
Line 1; [cunning] So, Miss Towers makes a play for her master, does she?
Well, unfortunately for her, I already have what I need. The time and planets are aligned
for my master, not hers.
Line 2: [cackling] Too late, Kalal. Much too late …

Evelynn Towers: Lithe NY accent, 30s, steel behind her words. Cool and sure of herself.
Line 1: I have no intention of killing you, my dear. But I do have every intention of staying
alive. Would you mind a 5-minute truce so I can speak my mind more freely?
Line 2: [annoyed] Come, come, Miss Thorne. Quit wasting my time and attempting to
delay me until your associate Mr. Davenport returns.
Line 3: [laughingly] Oh, I make no offer of support, Miss Thorne.
[serious] But I do caution you: if you continue this case, you may not like what your –
conclusions – discover.

Congressman Randal Murdoc – Representative from Alabama. “Refined southern drawl.”
Speaks slowly, occasionally menacingly unless coddled.
Line 1: [Irritated]
Well, come in. Don’t want to draw any more attention to this nonsense than necessary.
Line 2: Hell, I don’t even let my wife answer the door, just to protect myself from ANY
kind of rumor. I’m up for reelection this year at home. Folks back home are a bit
short-sighted, if you catch my meaning.

Mrs. Grace Murdock – wife to Randal Murdoc. Meek, yet refined southern drawl.
Line 1: My mother inherited it from our northern branch of the family when they were all
killed in a storm. The stone was one of the few things that survived. I inherited it from
Momma when she passed away last year.
Line 2: [frightened]
Please! … Please, you … you must talk to Randal about this.
[hesitating]
I’m … I’m not allowed to take people to his private library. I will go and ask him to rejoin
us.

Minor Cast (few lines or single episode):

Hugh Early: Washington businessman, scheming, ambitious. 50Yrs
Line 1: [haughty] I thought Mr. Davenport was the owner of the company, Miss Thorne.
I’m not sure my needs for your services should involve a woman.
Line 2: [scheming] No. No. That’s fine. In fact, I might use that as an additional excuse
for the government to accept my contract.

Jennifer Early: Wife of Hugh Early, tentative – but hidden strength 30yrs
Line 1: [determined/scared] [determined/scared] And Hugh must never find out about
this! He said he’d divorce me if he ever found out.
Line 2: Oh, thank you! Thank you, Miss Thorne! I will go down there right now!

Mr. Gudman : Landlord, laughs off everything. 50Yrs.
Line 1: [lLandlord-ish] Ah, Miss Thorne. So glad you could come. This is my wife, Mrs.
Gudman.
Line 2: [laughs it off] Oh, yes, indeed. Just send me another letter for my files. I have to
pay taxes too, you know. We will get on that as soon as that letter arrives.

Mrs. Gudman : Wife of Mr. Gudman, over-dramatic. 50Yrs.
Line 1: Have you come to help find my little Whump-ums?
Line 2: Oh, Mr Whump-ums! You bad little puppy! You had momma so worried. Here’s a
nice little treat for you.

Mr. Pulstin: eccentric engineer. Always pushing faster, as if his life depended on it. 30Yrs+
Line 1: [frayed] Oh … uh… thank you, General Cartwright. Dimensions. I mean …Oh my god.
Look at the time.
Line 2: [confused] Pentagon? Um … oh, yes. I work there. … Um, did you happen to see some
goggles? Steel-framed ones?

Seamus McGee : Irish accented Chesapeake Bay oyster trapper. 50Yrs
Line 1: [reminiscing] That Sammy Kaye can sing, eh Miss Starlight! Oh, I knows you is
only a boat to some. But to me, you be my favorite bay company.
Line 2: [startled] Glory Be! What in Tara’s Hill is that!?!

Guard 1 : Local guard/PI hired by Randal Murdoc.
Line 1: Drop your weapon!

General Cartwright – Pentagon office general, 40yrs+
Line 1: Mr. Pulstin, that device of yours really helped with reducing the fuel consumption on our P-51 mustangs. Wish we had them during the war.

Corporal Owens : Adjutant to General Cartwright. 20Yrs
Line 1: Want me to go after him, General?
Line 2: Wha…. Now where did he go?

Policeman #1: DC beat patrolman
Line 1: Hold up folks. Sorry, we’re working a crime scene.

Larry the doorman: Greeter 40yrs – 50yrs.
Line 1: [distant] Umm …hi …umm … Dirk.

Secretary to Mr. Hugh:
Line 1: A Miss Evelynn Towers to see you, sir.

Delivery boy: young (teens)
Line 1: I have a special delivery package for a Miss Thorne?

Auditions close 8/30/2017
If you are interested in auditioning for these parts, send an email to castingcallnotice@brokensea.com

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