Audition Monologues

Dorothy:

I’ve got courage, and brains and… and… and whatever the third one is. I’ve got the makings of a hero inside me, I just know it, all I need is an adventure into a mystical land full of whacky characters where my heart and determination can win the day — that’s the third one! Heart! If only I could get away. Because if we are to become heroes then we must stand in the face of evil. To be a hero is no small task, I will have to fight with everything that I am. 

Glinda:

People think being good means having all the answers. It doesn’t. It means knowing when not to give them. I could have told her she had the power all along, but she wouldn’t have believed me. She had to walk the road herself, feel the fear, make the choices, learn what kindness costs and why it matters. Magic isn’t spells or sparkles. It’s learning who you are and choosing to be brave anyway. That lesson can’t be handed over. It has to be earned.

Scarecrow:

Everyone says I haven’t got a brain, but I do a lot of thinking for someone made of straw. I worry. I wonder. I imagine what could happen if things go wrong. That sounds like thinking to me. Maybe I don’t know big words or clever sums, but I know when someone needs help, and I know when something isn’t fair. If that isn’t a brain, then maybe brains are overrated. Still, if the Wizard can give me one, I wouldn’t say no. I’d like to know for sure.

Tin Man:

They say I don’t have a heart, but everything hurts. I worry about rusting, about hurting people, about saying the wrong thing. I care so much it feels heavy inside my chest, like something is trying to tick without a clock to keep it steady. If that isn’t a heart, then I don’t know what is. Still, if the Wizard has one spare, I’d like it. It would be nice to know that all this caring has somewhere proper to live.

Lion:

Everyone thinks courage means not being afraid, but that’s nonsense. I’m afraid all the time. Afraid of the dark, afraid of loud noises, afraid of doing the wrong thing. But I keep going anyway. I walk forward even when my legs shake and my voice wobbles. That has to count for something. I don’t want to be fearless. I just want to stop running. If the Wizard can help with that, then I’ll face him. Terrified. But facing him all the same.

Wizard of Oz

I never meant to trick anyone. I just talked louder than everyone else and nobody questioned it. They wanted answers, so I gave speeches. They wanted magic, so I gave smoke. But then they arrived, asking for things I couldn’t actually make. A brain, a heart, courage. Funny thing is, they already had them. Maybe being a wizard isn’t about power at all. Maybe it’s about knowing when to stop pretending and start telling the truth.

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