Published Manuscript
We are entertaining the idea of publishing a first edition of Ralph's manuscript
in book form. This would be a hard bound limited print first edition with the complete manuscript
(around 100 pages) and pictures. At this time we are trying to gauge
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Page 26 Posted - January 3, 2005 Susie Strasberg was arriving from Reno for a few days, we picked
her up in San Francisco, and drove to Reno. She’d been going
through a rough time in Rome, and she and Paula thought it would be
therapeutic to be in the desert. She and Lee, and I drove to Lake
Tahoe the first day, and bumped into Dean Martin, who was appearing
there. He and his right-hand man, ___________, recognized me from
BELLS ARE RINGING. He said that when he saw the movie, he said to
his wife, "So that’s what Ralph was doing; all those
weeks." I played a plainclothes policeman who was always taking
pictures of him and Judy – we never had any scenes as such
together. That night at dinner, Paula said that Gable had told
Huston and Arthur he would like it if Lee came to the set; he found
him fascinating. So the next day we drove to Dayton, where one of
the rodeo scenes was taking place. Both Gable and Marilyn seemed
very happy to spend time during breaks with Susie and Lee. I
remember pictures taken those days of Lee, Susie, and Gable in deep
conversation. That night; "Now, if Johnny were here, we could have a
family reunion. Oh, that’s something of a slip, isn’t it? But I
do feel a member of the Strasberg family. I love Susie – sometimes
we aren’t able to communicate. I’m sure there is sibling rivalry
between us at times. I miss Johnny. I guess it’s natural to feel
more comfortable with him – after all, he’s male. I gave him my
white thunderbird when he reached 16 – I don’t believe a sixteen
year old boy should be without wheels." On August, the world premiere of LET’S MAKE LOVE, was to be
held in Reno, with critics, reporters, photographers, celebrities
from all over the world attending. Several weeks before, Marilyn
said, "I’m going to LA Friday night after the shooting. It’s
my period, and I could, according to my contract, not shoot Thursday
and Friday, but it’s Clarks’ first big scene, and I just have to
be there. I want to go to have Pearl do my hair, to get a special
dress for the occasion. I also want to get away from all this morass
of miasma. Don’t you feel that we’re all sinking into all the
intrigue, poisonous vapors of the heat, the desert? Miasma reminds
me of Monty and those evenings in New York. I love word games, but
not being able to spell anything, I’m not at all good at them.
Once, during a game I thought of a combination of words – two of
my favorite words, incidentally, miasma and mimosa – both lovely
sounding, and one meaning such a terrible thing, and the other such
a lovely thing. To myself I fooled around with them, and came up
with ‘mimosas give me asthma’. I couldn’t tell them what made
me giggle." The scene with Gable, with him, bouncing over the
radiator of the car in front of the saloon, in 115ish temperature
was completed with much success, and with a burst of applause from
the crew and spectators. Marilyn told him how wonderful she thought
it went, and then had Rudy drive her to Reno, and then to the
airport. The next thing we heard that she had been admitted to
Westside Hospital in L.A. Production was suspended until more
details were obtained. Arthur called me "a reporter got into
Marilyn’s room in spite of the hospital security, and would I go
down to LA and stay in the hospital to make sure such didn’t
happen again?" I said would start driving first thing the next
morning. He was flying down immediately, as was Paula and May. I
told Lee and Susie, and they decided to drive down with me. He had
returned to NY, and Susie to Italy. By the time we arrived in LA the
next evening, it had been determined she’d suffered from heat
exhaustion, complicated by her usual monthly agony. Also, the
hospital had augmented their security, and although they wanted me
to be around as much as possible, it wasn’t the round the clock
routine I’d expected. I remember spending much time with her; with
Arthur, Lee and Paula. One afternoon, she asked me to bring her some
magazines, and that she would love to see May, and also Ruppert
Allan. We stopped on Fairfax at a newsstand to get some magazines,
and the headline of the paper blared, "MONTAND SAYS MARILYN
JUST HAD A SCHOOLGIRL CRUSH ON HIM." We didn’t take that to
her. She never mentioned his name until one night after she and
Miller separated. Manuscript property of the estate of Ralph L. Roberts. Do not
copy without permission.