Kristine - A Chorus Line: Teen Edition

AL: I’m Alan DeLuca. I’m thirty and I come from the Bronx.

I’m Kristine Ulrich, Kristine Evelyn Ulrich, and I’ll be twenty-three on September 1.

AL: (to Kristine) Tell him where you’re from.

(takes a step forward) Oh—I’m from St. Louis, Missouri! Ooh, and my married name is DeLuca!

ZACH: Okay, Kristine.

Oh, no—me?

AL. That’s what he said.

(steps downstage) Well ah… Oh, God—I don’t know where to begin.

AL: Tell him how you started.

Oh—Ah, well, everybody says that when I was little, every time they put on the radio, I’d just get up and start dancing. And, ah… Oh, this man came around to my house—selling… ah…

AL: Lessons.

Lessons! And he was a terrific salesman—I’ll never forget it—he put me up against this television set, it was one of those great big square things—and then he turned me around, picked up my foot and touched it to the back of my head and said, “This little girl could be a star.” Well, I don’t know if it was the look on my face—or the fact that I wouldn’t let go of his leg—But my mother saw how much it meant to me. I mean, I watched everything on television that had dancing on it—Especially—Oh, God—Every Sunday—It was, ah… ah…

AL: Ed Sullivan.

Right—Ed Sullivan—every Sunday—like church. And, ah… I’m sorry. It’s just—I’m terribly nervous.

ZACH: That’s all right. Just take a minute and pull yourself together.

AL: For her—this is together.

He’s right. But anyway, I always knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to be like all those people in the movies. Only it’s funny, I never wanted to be Ann Miller… I wanted to be—Doris Day. Except I had this little ah…

AL: Problem.

[‘Sing!’]

JUDY: Anyway, I remember practicing kissing with Leslie, she was my best girlfriend. Did any of you ever practice kissing with another girl… so that when the time came you’d know how to? (JUDY listens) No?… Oh my God.

Judy?

JUDY: Did you, girl?

Yeah…But just a couple times.

CONNIE: I know what I’m gonna do. Because I know—one night, whatever show I’m in is gonna close, and I’m finally gonna be able to get off my diet. Then, I’m gonna get in the car with my husband, go up to our fifty acres in Vermont, have a bunch of kids, dance around my kitchen, and enjoy getting fat.

That sounds good—except the fat part. Yeah, I’d like that. Just not right away.