Chapters (9)
Bert Maybe Charlie’s on a tight budget. Tight budgets all the rage round here. Maybe Charlie wants to be all the rage. Tight fucken budgets! Makes you wanna turn to drink, uh, Ray?
Raymond gets Bert’s hint and tops up the glasses. Bert looks over at the fourth bed and finishes off his whisky.
Bert Wonder where the missing Munchkin is.
Charles So was I. I was wondering.
Raymond Assuming it is a small person.
Pause.
Charles Oh . . . you don’t, you don’t think they’d put a big person in here with us, do you, Raymond?
Raymond A big person?
Charles Yes, you know, a, a –
Bert A regular guy. You mean a regular guy, right, Charlie?
Raymond Does that worry you, Charles?
Bert Does it, Charlie? It worries you?
Charles Well, ah, I don’t, I mean. It would make more sense to keep us all together, wouldn’t it? I just thought we’d all be Munchkins in here together.
Raymond No no no, there’s definitely a note of anxiety in your voice. You’re worried, aren’t you?
Charles I’m not worried, I just feel, I’ve nothing against big people, I know lots of big people and I’m not worried. I just, well, I suppose it makes sense. I suppose, what I, what I’m trying to –
Bert Don’t sweat it, Charlie. This is Munchkin central. There’s gonna be no integration. Two hundred midgets under the same roof. They gotta be able to keep an eye on us. Can’t have midgets running riot around Culver City. Bad for publicity.
Charles Yes, yes you’re right, it makes sense . . .
Raymond I can’t imagine what on earth you’d have to fear from big people, Charles. Some of the kindest people I’ve ever met have been of regular stature.
Bert Biggest heels I met been big people. Condescending cocksuckers. This gig ain’t gonna be any different . . .
Charles . . . they’ll always know where the Munchkins are.
Bert . . . beats the fucken soup kitchen though. Just about beats the soup kitchen and there’s very little in it you wanna know the truth.
Raymond I wouldn’t know.
Charles If we’re all under the same roof it makes sense.
Raymond I have to disagree with you, Mr Kowalski: soup kitchens? Please! I believe this picture will be a resounding success. Mr LeRoy is a genius, and it’s common knowledge that Mr Louis B. Mayer himself is right behind the enterprise. One hundred per cent behind it, I heard.
Bert That right, is it? The gospel?
Raymond From upon high: good sources.
Charles (to himself) We’d get under their feet.
Bert You in for a cut of the profits, Ray?
Raymond Money isn’t the point.
Bert Nothing wrong with dough.
Raymond I’m not saying there is.
Bert Don’t knock dough, Ray.
Raymond Raymond.