Philomena (sitting down on the floor, massaging her feet) . . . Half past four this morning I was on that set. Half past four! Sure, we didn’t get a break until twelve. Miss Garland didn’t come on set until ten and then she kept fluffing her lines and that horrible little dog kept peeing everywhere . . . managed to get a yellow brick though. Little memento. One of the labourers said it would be OK . . . What was all that noise last night? I didn’t get to sleep until after twelve, and I had to get up at three thirty. Were you and Raymond arguing, Charlie? It sounded like you were arguing. It’s not fair really, I mean it’s really not fair. We should all learn to get on . . . are you . . . Charlie, are you listening to me?

Charles    . . . My . . . my money’s gone. My wallet . . . I trusted him. We were all supposed to be Munchkins together. He did that to me, now my money’s gone.

Philomena (not listening to Charles)    Oh, nearly forgot, I heard a rumour, well, it was the labourer, the labourer who gave me the yellow brick, he told me not to say anything, but . . . well, do you want to know or not, Charles?

Charles    Uh?

Philomena    Victor, Mr Fleming. He’s leaving us to do a motion picture called Gone With the Wind. I can’t wait to tell – what am I saying? Raymond’ll probably know. There’s not much gets past Raymond. The things Raymond doesn’t know about this production aren’t worth knowing. Sure, he told me that himself. He’s a very wise man.

She looks over at Charles and notices he is preoccupied.

You’re not listening, Charles. Charles, are you listening to me?

Charles    . . . My money, it’s . . . it was, I left it in here, and now it’s gone. I trusted him –

Philomena    Gone! It can’t have just gone, it can’t have gone . . . I hope you’re not suggesting that someone in here . . . that it’s just gone.

She puts the yellow brick on her bedside table and goes over to Charles.

You’ll have only been misplacing it, Charles. Have another look. It can’t have gone, money doesn’t just go. Have another lo—

Charles (breaking down and crying)     I’m telling you it’s fucking gone.

Philomena (feigning shock)     Well, there’s no need for that kind of talk! (Pause.) Wait till Raymond gets here and talk to him. He’ll know what to do.

Charles    Him . . . he’s an evil, twisted liar! How would he know what to do! Did he get the part of Mayor from his ‘friend’ Mr LeRoy? Did he?

He grabs Philomena by the shoulders and forces her to look around the room.

Did he get you another room? Did he?

Philomena pulls away from him.