WHITEHALL THEATRICS
Step into the mystery and mischief of CLUE, the classic whodunit brought to life on stage!
We are excited to invite adult performers 18+ of all experience levels to audition for this fast-paced, comedic production filled with eccentric characters, sharp dialogue, and plenty of surprises. Auditions will consist of reading selected lines from the script so that actors can explore the personalities, timing, and energy of each role. Below you'll find a list of characters along with short excerpts you may review ahead of time. Familiarizing yourself with these lines ins't required, but it may help you feel more comfortable and confident during your audition. Whether you're a seasoned performer or stepping onto the stage for the first time, we encourage you to come join the fun and help bring this iconic mystery to life. Break a leg!
Full CLUE Cast List
Wadsworth - a traditional British butler in every sense: uptight, formal, and “by the book”. He is the driving force in the play.
Yvette - a loyal and sexy french maid.
Miss Scarlet - a dry sardonic D.C. madam, more interested in secrets than sex.
Mrs. Peacock - the wealthy wife of a senator. A bit batty, neurotic, and quick to hysteria.
Mrs. White - a pale, morbid, and tragic woman. Mrs. White may or may not be the murderer of her five ex-husbands.
Colonel Mustard - a puffy, pompous, dense, blowhard of a military man.
Professor Plum - an arrogant academic, easily impressed by himself.
Mr. Green - a timid, yet officious, rule follower. He’s awfully anxious.
Mr. Boddy - a slick, Frank Sinatra, film noir-esque type fella.
The Cook - a gruff woman with a threatening presence.
Singing Telegram Girl - a tap dancer with a heart of gold.
Auxiliary Scarlet - the back of Miss Scarlet during a scene of theatrical trickery.
Backup Cop - backup for the Chief in the very final “cops” entrance.
The Motorist - a professional driver.
Chief of Police - a cop who helps to save the day.
The Unexpected Cop - a regular Joe.
Backup Cop - a backup for the Chief.
Auxiliary Mustard - the back of Colonel Mustard during a scene of theatrical trickery.
Additional Body - dead motorist.
Main Cast Audition Sides
Wadsworth - a traditional British butler in every sense: uptight, formal, and “by the book”. He is the driving force in the play.
Greetings, I am Wadsworth, the butler. Tonight, as you may have surmised, nobody is being addressed by their real name. A courtesy your host has provided to ensure your privacy. I suggest you follow his lead and refrain from revealing too much about yourselves this evening for your never know when -- The Cook strikes a gong. Ah, Dinner.
Yvette - a loyal and sexy french maid.
I heard you all in ze Study -- one of you is ze killer! I was listening! I have a tape recorder in ze Billiard Room connected to ze Study! Monsieur Boddy asked me to record your conversations!
Miss Scarlet - a dry sardonic D.C. madam, more interested in secrets than sex.
Look, we’ve got a killer on the loose, the missing dead body of Mr. Boddy, and Cook with a Dagger in her back, and all these easily accessible weapons -- the Rope, the Revolver, the Candlestick, the Wrench -- and -- hey, where’s the Lead Pipe?
Mrs. Peacock - the wealthy wife of a senator. A bit batty, neurotic, and quick to hysteria.
Oh my, this soup is delicious, isn’t it? YUM! Well, somebody’s got to break the ice, might as well be me. I mean, I’m used to being a hostess, it’s part of my husband’s work, so I’m perfectly prepared to get the ball rolling, I mean, I have absolutely no idea what we’re all doing here but I’m determined to enjoy myself and I’m very intrigued and oh, my, this soup is delicious isn’t it?
Mrs. White - a pale, morbid, and tragic woman. Mrs. White may or may not be the murderer of her five ex-husbands.
Yes, It’s true, I knew Yvette…she had a torrid love affair with my late husband. I hated her. I hated her SO MUCH. It…it…the…FLAMES. On the side of my face. Breathing, HEAVING..breaths…But just because I hated her, doesn’t mean I killed her.
Colonel Mustard - a puffy, pompous, dense, blowhard of a military man.
This is war, Peacock! Casualties are inevitable. You cannot make an omelette without breaking eggs -- every cook will tell you that. All right, troops. Divide and conquer. I’ll split us into pairs. One poatao, two potato, three potato…
Professor Plum - an arrogant academic, easily impressed by himself.
Not anymore. I currently work for the government. I do research for U-NO WHO. A branch of the United Nations Organization: the World--Health--Organization. You are a real colonel, aren’t you?
Mr. Green - a timid, yet officious, rule follower. He’s awfully anxious.
Well, don’t look at me! I didn’t do it! There, there, Mrs. Peacock -- I’m sure you’ll be just fine -- There’s nothing to --
Mr. Boddy - a slick, Frank Sinatra, film noir-esque type fella.
Because if you don’t, I’ll put this briefcase -- containing all the evidence needed to expose your wrongdoings -- in the hands of the police, the press, and the House Un-American Committee. With the right spin, those fellas can make a commie outta anyone. I think some of you would face a lifetime in jail, and others, a lifetime of shame.
Groups Audition Sides
Scarlet & Plumb
Scarlet: Oh, I’m being blackmailed, all right. But I did what I’m being blackmailed for.
Plumb: What did you do?
Scarlet: I run my own business.
Plumb: That’s not a crime.
Scarlet: You didn’t ask what kind of business I run.
Plumb: All right, what kind of business do you run?
Scarlet: I provide gentlemen with the company of a young lady.
Plumb: (scoffing) A man who needs to pay to spend time with a woman. That’s a problem I’ll never have.
Mustard & White
Mustard: Some defense! If I were the killer, I’d kill you next. (everyone gasps) I said, “If.” There’s only one admitted killer here, and it’s not me. (pointing to White) It’s Mrs. White!
White: I’ve admitted nothing.
Mustard: You paid the blackmail. How many husbands have you had?
White: Mine or other women’s?
Mustard: Yours.
White: Five.
Mustard: Five?
White: Yes, just the five. Husbands should be like K’leenex--soft, strong, and disposable.
Mustard: Well, if it wasn’t you, who was it? Who had the Dagger?
Wadsworth & Peacock
Wadsworth: Mrs. Peacock, I presume.
Peacock: Who?! (realizing) Oh yes! That’s me!
Wadsworth: Cook, will you please take Mrs. Peacock’s stole? (they flinch) I see you two know each other.
Peacock: (discarding her stole) Don’t be ridiculous, I’ve never seen this woman before in my life.
Wadsworth: Champagne?
Peacock: My lips belong to the Lord?
Wadsworth: Please, make yourself comfortable in the Lounge.
Peacock: Thank you. (wrapped chocolates in her hands) Oh! For your hospitality…(an aside) And there’s a couple Benjamins hidden under the caramels for you, Butler.
Wadsworth: How…sticky