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The Secret Life of Marilyn Monroe...

How would you like
to approach your therapy?

I'm sick of drudging up things
that are in the past.

Everyone's childhood
plays itself out.

You're such a pretty girl.

We'll, I'm your daughter.

I don't remember
giving birth to you.

You're already a star,

except the right people
don't know it.

I'll make sure they find out.

What's your name?

Marilyn.

This is not what God intended
for you to do with your life.

Well, I hoped you'd be
happy for me.

This is a sinful business.

People in that business,
they'll lead you astray.

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From the gentleman
at the bar, sir.

Again, Phyllis?

Hhm. How long
has he been there?

- Almost two hours.
- Mr. DiMaggio...?

Who the hell would
keep Joe DiMaggio waiting?

Would you mind?

Baseball isn't the same
since you hung 'em up.

Thank you.

Send over a round, would ya?

Hello. Hi.

- Marilyn!
- Oh, hello Jules.

Oh...

It's nice to meet you, Joe.

Marilyn. Please.

Bottle of Dom.

Yes, sir. Right away.

How'd you know
I drink champagne?

Well, I know a lot about you.

Good things, I hope.

Well, I stuck around.

Was I late?

You look nice.

Well, thank you.

You look wonderful yourself.

I hope you'll forgive me,
but...

Well, I don't know a thing
about football.

I would have thought you
were a steel magnate

or a congressman.

I um... I haven't
seen any of your pictures.

Well, that's
sweet, isn't it?

We can start from scratch.

Well, the first time I saw
my name on a marquee I...

Well, I was driving down
Hollywood boulevard.

I had to pull over, you know,

to take it all in.

I thought somebody
had made a mistake,

but there it was.

Am I talking too much?

I always do that
when I get nervous.

What are you nervous about?

You get, you get nervous
in front of the camera?

When I'm in front
of the camera

Yes, I get nervous, but...

Well, when we start rolling,

it just all just kinda
melts away.

Do you get nervous before
you go out on the field?

I'm retired.

But you're still young.

I couldn't play
like I used to, you know, um...

I just didn't want people
to see me like that.

Hmm.

Oh. Where'd everybody go?

It's ten after one.

Is it?

Oh. The night flew.

I uh...

Well, I have to be
in makeup by six.

I'm at the Knickerbocker.

You think you could give me
a lift?

You really thought
he played football?

Can you believe it?

No, I can't.

Oh, I was used to
being around movie stars,

always showing off...

But Joe didn't have to.

I fell in love.

We were magic.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Goddard.

Phew! Ooh!

Oh, just let me rest a bit.

Me too.

You all right?

Has Joe said
anything to you about marriage?

Oh. I think he's gun shy.

Do you love him?

I do.

What is it, Aunt Grace?

I'm just a bit exhausted,
sweetheart.

No. Something's wrong.

Can you get
me a glass of water?

Yes. Lena!

Can we get a glass of water,
please? Thank you.

Something's wrong,
you're not telling me.

It's cancer.

Oh... no.
We'll fight this.

I'll get you the best doctor.

It's God's will.

Do you believe that
pain and illness are not of God?

They are not of God...

And you have
no belief in pain...

I
have no belief in pain...

Oh.

You see what God can do?

Aunt Grace...

Oh...

You know how happy
you've made me?

If I'd been
your own mother I...

I couldn't have been
more proud.

I have a premiere
to go next month.

I'll buy you a gown.

Something...

All white.

I'll have Whitey
do your makeup.

You'll look so beautiful,

no one'll look at me.

You'll steal the show.

Here. Here.

She killed herself...

With an overdose
of barbiturates.

After all those years
in Christian science,

she used medicine
to kill herself.

How did you
feel about that?

All my other foster mothers
went away,

but my mother didn't.
She stayed.

But how did you feel?

Like I always did.

Alone. Angry. Guilty.

But then I felt proud.

She made the choice.

Why go on living
if the point of life is gone?

Is there a point to life?

Certainly.

That tomorrow will be better.

If I... didn't believe that,
I couldn't keep...

How was Joe
during all of this?

He couldn't have been
sweeter.

Joe, I'm so...

The director kept
making idiotic changes,

we were shooting out
in the middle of nowhere,

I couldn't find a phone...
I know I spoiled the dinner.

Daddy, I did everything I could.

Marry me.

What?

From the moment I saw you.

Oh, Christ.

You were what I wanted.

The... the minute I laid eyes
on you I-

I loved you, Marilyn.

And um... I'm not very
good at this.

You're great.

Marry me. Whattaya say?

You really... You
really would marry me?

All I wanna do
is make you happy.

If you give me half a chance
I promise you-

Oh, gosh you do.
Like no one ever.

But we're different.
Oh, we're so different.

No. No, we're not
different, Marilyn.

We want the same things.

We both want a family,
a life together.

This? This crap?
This is... this is nothing.

And we both know that.

I want a home.
I want a real home with you.

Will you let me
give you a home?

Yes. Yes.

- Yes?
- Yes.

Good afternoon, sleepy head.

Joe, oh...
that was so...

Did you say afternoon?

Oh! My call time!

I'm supposed to be
at the studio-

Hey, don't worry,
I called Zanuck.

I told them you were sick.

- But I'm not!
- It'll be fine.

No. They'll say
I'm unprofessional!

No, they better not.

It's my job, Joe!

They are working you like a dog.

You shut off my alarm.

You had no right.

Marilyn, you're exhausted.

That's what the pills are for.

You don't need the pills,
all right?

You need someone that loves you

that will take care of you.

And that's what I'm here for.

But Joe, you can't just...

What did Zanuck say?

He asked me for an
autographed baseball.

No!

All right, we'll be down
in five minutes for the car.

Thank you.

Wow, look at you.

What do you say
we drive out to Malibu?

Oh, I have to see my mother.

She doesn't know
about Aunt Grace.

I'll go with you.
I want to meet her.

No, I... I don't think
that's a good idea.

It's the right thing to do.
I mean, after all,

she's about to become
my mother-in-law.

Well...

She doesn't do well
with strangers.

Some days she doesn't
even know who I am.

All right, I tell you what:
I will introduce you.

I wanna meet her.

Joe, please...

No. It'll be great.

So Grace is dead.

I'm glad.

Mother, you don't mean that-

She was always trying to
make you love her instead of me.

Well, that's not true.

Always talking about
the picture making business

and putting all these foolish
notions into your head

that you could actually
earn a living-

But I am.
I'm doing very well.

You are?

Oh yes. I have my
footprints at Grauman's.

I mean, don't you remember
when you used to take me...

That was Grace.

Spilt milk.

Young man... you played
baseball professionally?

Yes, he's my Joe.
The Yankee Clipper.

The greatest of all time.

Oh, Babe Ruth
was the greatest.

She's right.

Sit down.

So, Joe...

Yes.

What are your intentions?

I want to marry her.

Do you believe in Jesus
Christ our lord and savior?

Absolutely.

All right, you
have my permission.

Thank you, Mother.
We have to go now-

But there's something I feel
compelled to tell you about her.

Oh, no, no. We have
a very important meeting.

If you're gonna get
married, he has to know.

Mother, we have-

She is absolutely hopeless
with money.

If you don't keep her
on a tight leash

she won't have anything
to show for her endeavors.

It's true.

All right. Well... I'm
tight enough for both of us.

All right, then...

Excuse me, I have
to make my rounds.

See you soon, Mother.

Oh, and um, did you tell
him that you can't have children?

You know that, right?

Is that true?

I mean, I've had
problems, but I might be able to.

But you might not.

Were you planning
on telling me, Marilyn?

Of course, it just,
oh, it just happened so fast.

It doesn't change anything,
Joe. Does it?

Tell me it doesn't.

I can't sleep.

I don't know what's
wrong with me, Joe?

- Marilyn, no.
- I need to sleep.

No, damn it! No!

God damn it!

You don't know what it's like
to not be able to sleep.

I have to be prepared.

Pills...

What?

Those awful
terrors of the night.

Oh, how painful for you,
darling.

Have you had the dream
before?

Now
I'm afraid to sleep.

I just want it out
of my head.

As difficult as it is,

an artist must use painful
moments to build character.

I want to forget it.

You must not.
You must store it.

And draw upon it whenever a
line or a scene calls for it.

You want her to suffer?

No. She didn't
mean it that way.

You want her to "store" it?

So I can be a better actress.

You don't need this, Marilyn.
You don't need her.

Joe! He doesn't
know what he's saying.

The sooner you get
rid of her, the better.

Perhaps it's best if I leave.

- No, don't go.
- Let her go.

I'll call you!

Joe...

Don't you ever do
a thing like that again!

She's hurting you.

She cares about me.

And she cares
about my career.

And what about us?

From day one you have spent
more time at that studio

than you have at home.

Is that how it's gonna be?

I'm home now!
And for what?

Hey, aren't we going
to talk about this?

Or is this how
it's going to be?

Marilyn, I'm so sorry, Bella.

Sweetheart?

Marilyn!

I pumped it out of her.

She'll sleep off and on
for a day or so.

Has she tried anything
like this before?

Tried anything?
It was an accident.

I don't think so.

It's the studio, all right.
They-they have her hooked.

They're giving her things to
stay awake, to-to go to sleep...

And this goddamn
acting coach has her

so she doesn't know
which way is up.

Where's her mother?

What does that have to do
with it?

Well, Marilyn was fairly
incoherent,

but she kept mumbling
that she was afraid of her,

of what her mother
had done to her.

She's in an institution.
In Pasadena.

But Marilyn's fine.

Has she ever undergone
psychiatric evaluations?

It was an accident, Lou!

There is nothing wrong
with Marilyn

that can be fixed by gettin'
out of this goddamn town!

"The Girl In Pink Tights".

I developed it
special for you.

Oh, that's wonderful, Mr. Zanuck.

- I'd love to read it.
- What for?

Well, so I can decide
whether or not I'm going to do it.

You just show
up and say the lines.

You don't have script approval.

Well, I'd like to discuss that.

No.

"The Girl In The Pink Tights"

was already a Broadway play
that flopped.

And you had it developed for Betty
Grable and she turned it down.

What that hell
do you know about it?

You think you know
everything.

I know that I am tired of these
same old sex roles, Mr. Zanuck.

I want to do better things.

People have scope, you know.

Hmm. People?
What people?

When was the last time you looked
at your contract, Miss Monroe?

I also know that my pictures grossed forty-two-million
seven-hundred-thousand for this studio-

Your pictures?

Yeah, I think I'm
entitled to have a say

in which once I'd like
to make.

No you're not.

I'm not chattel.

You'll do any
damn picture I say!

Chattel is exactly what you are!

Please!

Come on, Joe,
let's get out of here!

Let's go up to San Francisco!
I want to meet your family.

I wanna start one of our own.

Let's get married up there.

All right, what about work?

Well, I told Zanuck
I'm not going to work.

What did he say?

I thought he was
gonna choke on his cigar.

I just want to be with you.

I love you.

- You do?
- I do.

Zanuck called every day
when I was in San Francisco.

And I wouldn't take his calls.

My agents were going crazy.

You realized you had power.

And I was going
to use it to get respect.

I didn't care
if he didn't like me -

Without respect
you're nothing.

And I knew what was good
for me and what wasn't.

You know it takes a smart
brunette to play a dumb blonde.

Did you consider
what might have happened

if your power play
didn't work?

I knew it would.

Look daddy, I made it myself!

It looks amazing.

Bellissima!

Fatto buona!

Se mangia!

Everybody, we're
gonna say grace now.

In the name of the father,
the son, the holy ghost.

Bless us our lord for these thy
gifts which we are about to receive

through thy bounty through
Christ, our lord, amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Mangiamo!

Mangiamo! Salute!

Cheers, everybody!

Joe! Oh! Look!
Zanuck caved in.

He sent me the script
for Pink Tights!

He said he wasn't going to,
but he did!

Christ, Marilyn, I thought
you were through with that.

With what?

You told me you were ready to
get out of L.A., of Hollywood.

Well, sure, for a few weeks.

So all this, you
coming here with me,

that was just so you could get
Zanuck to send you a script?

Oh, not all, Joe,

but what, did you
think I was quitting?

Everything about
starting a family,

makin' babies,
that was all just sort of-

You know I want them.

How, Marilyn, tell me how?

How are you going to be a mother
and take care of them

when you can't stop working?

You knew who I was
when you married me.

I don't know...

I think, I guess I just figured
you were gonna quit.

When you retired
you were on top.

What's that got to do with it?

I haven't gotten there yet.

But I'm close, and no one's
gonna stand in my way.

Just go, Marilyn,
go back to Hollywood.

But aren't you...

No. No, I'm gonna stay here.

Joe, what do-
What do you expect of me?

You want me to stay here
and then clean house

and make lasagna like
your mother-

That was the first time
and the last.

Marilyn.

Marilyn!

- You read it?
- Every cliche.

I'll have it re-written.

- It's no good.
- I'll double your salary.

Oh, you don't understand-

- Who do you think you are?!
- Everything you think I'm not.

- Consider yourself suspended.
- I could use the break.

- Without pay!
- I've been poor before.

A thousand Marilyn Monroe's
get off the bus every day!

No. A thousand Norma
Jeane's get off the bus.

Joe wants me to quit acting.

I know one day I'll be fat
and wrinkled then-

No. You should never let
yourself go, dear, look at me.

How are the Yankees doing?

Well... Joe's retired, Mother.

Oh. Well, there you go.

That's the problem, right there.

Zanuck put me on a film.

It called
"The Seven Year Itch".

Billy Wilder is directing,
I'm starring.

And Joe just doesn't understand
why it's so important to me.

- Does he love you?
- Yes.

- Do you love him?
- Yes.

Have a baby.

Look, I just don't
want to mess everything up.

Please Mother, what do
you think I should do?

I think you should
stop coming to see me

because you never ask me
how I'm doing,

you never do anything for me.

All you do is talk
about yourself.

I don't know how I had
such a selfish child.

"Didn't you just
love the picture? I did.

But I just felt so sorry
for the creature.

At the end."

"Sorry for the creature?
What did you want him to do-"

When do you leave for New York?

Day after tomorrow.

I'd like to go with you.

Oh! Joe...

Didn't you just
love the picture? I did.

But I just felt so sorry
for the creature. At the end.

Sorry for the creature?

What'd you want him
to marry the girl?

He was kind of scary-looking.

But he wasn't really all bad.

I just think he craved
a little affection.

You know, the sense of being
loved and needed and wanted.

That's a very interesting
point of view.

Ooo! You feel the
breeze from the subway?

Isn't it delicious?

Sort of cools
the ankles, doesn't it?

Well, what do you think
it'd be fun to do now?

Not so much-cut!
Not so much air from the subway,

and get her another pair of
underwear - You can see everything!

Oh...

Ms. Monroe! I love you!

Hi. Hey...

You embarrassed me in
front of all those people!

No...

They all think I married
a whore which I did!

We are about to shoot the
scene in Mr. Sherman's apartment

where you first realize the true
nature of his intentions.

Can you hand me
a couple reds, peaches.

He could have
killed you, Marilyn.

We must reach for the
emotional foundation of the scene.

Beneath every comedic moment
is a dramatic conflict.

- Hey, Whitey.
- Joe.

I took care of the hotel guy.

He won't say anything
to reporters.

What, do
you think they don't know?

Everybody knows.

What will the hall of fame
committee think?

Well, maybe you'll get
the sympathy vote

'cause your wife is a whore.

It won't happen again.

I know it won't.

I called Jerry Geisler.

When I get back to L.A.
I'm filing for divorce.

Marilyn...

I warned you once.

Can't we just
talk about this?

It's too late.

Nobody uses me
as their punching bag.

I know that. I know.

It's my fault...
It's all...

It's all been my fault.

It was because...

Marilyn, it was...
Because I love you.

That's all. I just-
I just love you so much.

Honestly.

I will tell Mr. Wilder
that you cannot work today.

He can't expect you to be funny.
Not after this.

I'll be funny.

I'll be the funniest
bitch they ever saw.

It's all very
complicated with Joe.

I never stopped sleeping
with him, you know.

How were you able to have
sex with a man who abused you?

Well, he didn't abuse me when
I stopped being his wife.

I've always been really
terrified to be someone's wife,

deeply terrified.

Arthur Miller.
He was a true intellectual.

He talked to me.
And he'd listened to me,

and he was proud of my work.

I've re-written this 12 times...

You want me to read it?

Well, I'm going for a...

Light comedy kind of thing
and, uh,

it's not what I'm known for.

You do it better
than anyone else.

Thank you, darling.

I want you to be honest.

I mean, if it's stilted
or desultory,

don't sugarcoat it. The critics never do.

I'll tell you what I think.

Hello.
Oh hi, Natasha,

yes, I have to call you back.

Well, I'm helping Arthur
with his work.

As soon as I can.

Okay. Bye.

She never gives
you a moment's peace.

Well, I wouldn't
be where I am without her.

You've got that backwards.

You don't need her.
You've outgrown her.

And I'm here for you now.

I'm gonna write for you.

So you never saw Natasha again?

Was that wrong of me?

I sometimes feel badly,
the way I did it.

Well, people with
abandonment issues

will often abandon others
in a similar fashion.

It wasn't easy, you know.

I just...
Stopped growing with her.

And I decided I was only going to
do one picture a year anyways.

I started my own company...

Marilyn Monroe Productions.

Oh... we did "Bus Stop".

I loved that one.

You are really wonderful
on screen.

And Arthur when he started writing
a screenplay, "The Misfits".

And he got stuck.

The more he got
stuck the less we talked.

Why is it that nothing
good seems to last?

Well, your movies will last.

But they're not real.

Children are real.

I wanted to concentrate
on my marriage to Arthur,

and to children.

Arthur?

Oh, Arthur!
You've gotta hear this...

Monroe shows a real sense
of comedy

and can command a laugh
with her walk

or with an expression".

Pretty good, huh?
And that's Variety.

Damn it!

Well, put it in a scrapbook,

or whatever you do
with that crap.

Leave it.

Hello...

Yes, this is Mrs. Miller.

Are you sure?

There can't be any mistake?

Yes. Yes, no.

I-I can't wait
to tell my husband!

Thank you.
Thank you, thank you.

What is it?

What?

Marilyn?

You look so happy.
What is it?

Well... if it's a girl,
you pick the name.

But if it's a boy...
I get to...

Oh, I just got off the phone
with the doctor.

Oh my lord!

Oh! Don't you just love it?

I saw it in the window
at FAO Schwarz

and I said,
"that's for my baby!"

Wait! Let me
help you with that.

No, no, I've got it.

I had to stick its head
out the window of the cab...

People were waving...

And I said, well, I was
just back from a safari...

Oh, and I bought the most adorable
sheets and towels from Saks.

Two hundred dollars?

Don't tell my
husband - He'd have a fit.

Where is he?

Lunch at Sardi's with his agent.

Too busy. Don't you think?

I'm gonna have 'em re-done.

Dr. Spock says too much
visual stimulation

leads to emotional stress.

So no paper, just paint
pale yellow.

Or what do you think, Mary?

Would you like to lie down, Mrs.
Miller?

You've been on your feet
all afternoon.

I'll get you a nice
cup of tea.

Put your feet up
and just relax.

She's gonna know she's
loved from the very first moment...

And that she'll always
have a home.

Hmm.

She'll be all right, Mary,
won't she?

Oh, she'll be perfect.

There won't be anything
wrong with her, will there?

Now why would
anything be wrong with her?

Well, they said
there could be.

Who said?

Because of me.

They said she could
be damaged because of me.

And everyone would know.

Oh, you know how they'd know?

Well, my mother
would tell them.

She would tell them
it was all my fault.

My own mother!

I couldn't stand it.

Mrs. Miller-

I couldn't stand it, Mary.

Please tell me she's going
to be all right.

Please tell me she's going
to be all right.

Please tell me!

S-she will!

She'll be perfect.

- Perfect.
- Yeah.

I... I don't need any tea
right now, Mary, thank you.

Arthur?

We have that dinner
at John Huston's.

Hm. He'll be back soon.

Are you all right, Mrs. Miller?

Marilyn! Listen to this.

Gable's gonna do
"The Misfits".

Drinking before
we even get to dinner?

Go without me.

Huston wants to see you.

Tell him to go to the movies.

I only have Gable
if Huston directs.

And Huston won't cast you unless
you pull yourself together.

Well, I don't know what
you're talking about.

Cast me in what?

All you do is tear paper
out of a typewriter

and crumple it up.

There is no script!

It's not me who needs
to pull herself together.

It's twenty after eight!
For God's sakes.

You look stunning.

Arthur?!

Arthur!

What?

Arthur...

- Oh God!
- Look at me...

- Come. Come. Come.
- Help me. Please...

- Please.
- Come.

I know, I'm not stupid.

I'm not someone to be pitied.

I've never asked for pity
in my life!

He was a coward.

He was afraid to divorce me!

And that's why
he left it there

so I'd find it
and would read it

and I'd be the one to file!

Why didn't you?

Hmm.

You know, the thing
I don't understand,

is why can't people be more
generous with each other?

Because everybody's too
busy thinking about themselves.

Oh, what do you think
about me, Dr. DeShields?

Certainly you must have
formed an opinion by now.

I think you've had
a hard life

and that you're sad.

Business...

"The Misfits" was supposed
to be this thing

that I'd been searching for
for so, so long.

A great drama.

Arthur said he wrote it
as a gift...

It's a gift to me.

Does he want more re-writes?

I want them.

It was beautiful once.

And now it's bleak
and bitter...

It's growing, it's evolving.

You just can't let go
of the past, Marilyn.

That's your biggest problem.

I'm an actress.

I don't want to play myself.

You promised me a great role.

And you've got it.

No! No. What I've got
is a caricature of my life

for everyone to see!

What? A divorce from a man
who beat me.

I make Gaylord go crazy -
and he suffers for it!

What? You don't think people are
gonna think you're Gaylord,

and I make your life
miserable?

That's my life, Arthur...

And I'm entitled
to protect it!

The audience-

Is entitled to a performance!
That's all!

I expected a little loyalty from
the man that I'm married to.

This script... is about
people with no future.

I have a future.

I like them runny.

Now they're runny.

Shhh. You'll wake the baby.

You'll wake the baby.

You'll wake the baby.

I warned you...

You have no one to blame
but yourself.

No one to blame but yourself.

Where is she?

I told Mary not to...

Not to take her without
telling me where she was going.

Mary's gone.
You fired her.

So she kidnapped her!

Out of revenge!

She always hated me!

She was afraid of you.

She kidnapped our baby!

Our baby is dead!

Three months ago.

You've been in the same nightgown
for a week-and-a-half.

Was it a girl?

Did-did you hold her?

Were her eyes blue?

She never opened them.

She couldn't get what
she needed to live.

She never had a chance.

Are you blaming me?

Nobody wanted that baby
more than I did!

You think I killed her?

Well, if you think so,
then just say it!

Say it!

Yeah, you killed her!

She starved...

While you gorged yourself
on pills and booze!

You murdered her...

And your weapon
was your own weakness!

Please...
Please stop.

You murdered my child,
Marilyn,

and if there's any justice
in the world

you'll never have
another one.

There'll just be that little
voice in your head,

the voice that you deprived
of life.

I like to stay informed.

Were you always
interested in politics?

Not always. It's
all part of the journey.

Hmm.

Are you a democrat?

I voted for Kennedy.

I met him when
he was still a senator,

through his sister.

She lives with her husband
in Malibu, Peter Lawford.

Oh, I love Pat.

She's all I ever wanted to be.

What's the occasion?

I've missed you.

It's been six months since
we've seen each other.

I saw it in a window
and said, "That's for Pat."

Oh, thank you.

Wow, I can't even
imagine how much this-

What's money for?

So nice.

Hey Joe, what can I get you?

Ignore him.

He's not good for you.

Oh boy, here we go...

Oh, it's just a hello
and a goodbye.

You haven't been
seeing him, have you?

Well, how are you, Joe?

This is Pat Lawford.
Her brother's Jack Kennedy.

My folks ask about you
all the time.

Well, send them my love.

Thank you.

Joe could be mean,
but he wasn't mean spirited.

I never knew what deliberate
cruelty could be until Arthur.

But you stayed.

Tell me why. I'm curious.
Let's hear something!

Well, I think you stayed
after the miscarriage because...

Even his cruelty seemed more
of a comfort than isolation.

Because you didn't want to
swing at that third strike.

Because you thought
"The Misfits"

would finally bring you
respect as a serious actress.

There were new pages every day!

I couldn't prepare -

And they blamed me
for being late.

He was trying to destroy me!

Oh, and I was working
with Clark Gable!

Oh, when I was at the orphanage

I had a picture of
Clark Gable next to my bed.

And I told the other children
that he was my father.

And then two weeks after
I stopped shooting...

Then he died.

So you finished
"The Misfits" and divorced Arthur.

January 20th, last year.
In Juarez.

I picked it on purpose.

Inauguration day.

I got my divorce decree

while every reporter across
America was glued to their sets.

That's very clever.

Well, that's me.

I outsmarted everyone.

This for the drive down
to the desert.

And this is...

Oh this is for cocktails
with the president.

I read "Profiles in Courage",
and "Why England Slept"

and all of his speeches
in the congressional record.

I have so many things
to talk to him about.

I don't think going down to
meet him is such a good idea.

And this little number,
well, this is for the pool...

I know my brother-

And this is for Saturday night.

- Ooh!
- What is it, Pat?

You look pale.
Can I get you anything?

Saltines.

Oh, Pat, you're pregnant!

Oh, I was gonna
wait to tell you.

I didn't want you to be upset.

Upset?

Oh! It's wonderful!

Well, how far along are you?

Ten weeks...

Oh.
And this is the last one.

I know you're gonna think
I'm a snoop...

But all those pills...

The cabinet was open,
and I just...

Oh, they get me
going in the morning,

they put me out at night.

From six different doctors!
Oh, Marilyn!

I want to talk to Jack
about the civil rights agenda,

funding for the
National Endowment for the Arts,

the Peace Corps.

Oh, Marilyn, he won't
talk shop especially with-

Well, he won't talk shop
with anyone.

He's there to relax.

Well, then over drinks...
After he's relaxed.

"Having Hollywood reach out
to underprivileged communities,

"government grants
to colleges...

"inviting foreign film-makers"...

Miss Monroe...

Oh...

If you'll follow me, the president
is just finishing a call.

Well, are you boys going
to frisk me or something?

I, uh... heh.
I-I think you're just fine.

You know, I think gentlemen are
very brave protecting the president.

It must be very stressful
for your families.

It has its moments.

He likes to get out
among the people.

Oh, that's why
everybody loves him.

Marilyn!

I've been looking
forward to this, Mr. President.

Woo! Woo!

You know, Jack and I
had this immediate connection.

I haven't felt anything
like it since I met Joe.

And he did want my opinions.

Well, I spoke with him
yesterday, Marilyn.

He never mentioned
that you were there.

Well, of course not.
That was our agreement.

Even I have to be careful.
You know they're listening.

The White House phones
are the most secure-

No, not his phone, silly.

Well, who'd be listening
to your-

And just between you and me,

he's going to divorce Jackie.

Jack said that?

He wants a woman
who appreciates him,

a woman he can discuss
things with him.

And I don't think she's ever
read one of his speeches.

He's going to stay with her
until he's re-elected,

and then you and I,

we're going to be more
than just friends, Pat!

Here's to being sisters!

When will the president be
available?

Mrs. Lincoln, I left
four messages yesterday!

And last week I-

Well, could you just...

Let him know that I hope
his trip goes well,

and that I'll be praying
for him.

N-no!

Agh!

We choose to go to the moon
in this decade

and do the other things,

not because they are easy,
but because they are hard;

because that goal will serve to
organize and measure the best

of our energies and skills,

because that challenge is one
that we're willing to accept...

Why didn't you tell
me it was here? Lena: Hmm?

This is from my mother.

Are you hiding it from me?

They opened it.

They read it!

Who?

They have this kind
of poison...

They can put it in a letter,
and if you open it-

Who, Marilyn?

Any of them...
J. Edgar Hoover, Zanuck...

Jackie...

It had to be Jackie...

And she's using my mother.

Oh, Madonna Mia.

I have to go back to New York.

But I spoke to my lawyer.

If anything happens to me -

They could have the place
bugged.

They could be listening.

Yes. That's the way they work.

I want you to know...
If anything happens to me,

that you'll be taken care of.

No, I would go too.

Oh, no. These are people who...

Well, they'll stop at nothing.

I hate to leave you,

but it's easier for me
to hide in New York. Alone.

How long?

Well, I have a friend.

He's a very important man.

And I know that if I can
reach him he will help me.

Oh, I can't tell you who he is,

but that's for your own
protection,

in case they come
and question you.

But in the meantime,
Mother-

Don't worry.
I can handle it.

I've been dealing with this
all my life.

- Good.
- Yeah.

Oh, Mother.

I could feel myself falling.

What stopped you?

Marilyn.
What stopped you?

Hmm. Who would have taken
care of my mother?

She'd be alone.

You needed help.

Who was there for you?

Well, I had a doctor
in New York. Dr. Kris.

She said I needed rest.
And I trusted her.

Agh! No! No!

Stop it, please!

Please!
I don't belong here!

Let go of me!

Let go of me! No!

Let go of me! Please!

Stop!

Let go of me!
Stop!

Film star, Marilyn Monroe,

was taken by ambulance
from her New York City hotel,

and was admitted to the Payne
Whitney psychiatric clinic.

The actress, who has a history
of drug and alcohol use,

is being confined in the maximum
security wing of the clinic

for her own protection.

Neither Fox Studios
nor Miss Monroe's representatives

could be reached for comment.

Let me out of here!
Let me out!

It's all right.

Do you know who I am?

Take it easy.

I have to get out.

The doctor will
be here in a minute.

I need you
to make a phone call.

I can't.

I don't belong here.

I'll do whatever you want.

It's against regulations.

It's time to take your
medication, Ms. Monroe.

Good.

Hey, hey, hey. Come here.
Come here. Come here.

I still need you to make
the phone call. Please.

I want you to
release my wife.

You know who I'm talking
about.

Sir, I
need authorization to-

Then get it. Now.

Mr. DiMaggio, her admitting
physician's not on duty till-

Now.

If you do not release
her to me

I will tear this goddamn
building apart

piece of wood...
By piece of wood.

Marilyn! Marilyn!

Hi.

Ooh!

But she's my mother!

Well, why wasn't I called?!

That's no goddamn excuse!

I'll be there in the morning!

- I'll go with you.
- I'm going alone!

No. I won't let you.

Who the hell asked you?!

I know what you're trying to do!

I'm trying to help you.

No! You're on their side!

Poor, screwed-up Marilyn!

She's going nuts
and she's not responsible!

She's my mother,
and I am responsible!

I'm not an invalid, and I'm
sick of being treated like one!

Marilyn, you need someone-
No!

We'll keep her sedated
for the next 48 hours.

She should make a full recovery.

This was in her room.

I'm sorry...

No, she cannot
report for work today.

Bronchitis and a fever.

I do know how many days
she's been unable to-

What...?
It's a chronic condition.

And she's so sorry for the inconvenience
she's causing the studio.

Ask him if he knows
what guilt feels like.

I'll call you later, Al.

They're gonna shoot around you.

My mother looked
so tiny in that bed...

Like she was the child.

Don't blame yourself
for what happened.

She did it because of me -

So I'd be "free" of her.

I don't want to
talk to anyone.

Hello.

One moment please.

- Marilyn.
- Hmm.

Marilyn,
it's the White House.

- The president?
- Ken O'Donnell.

Hi, Kenny!

Oh, I'd love to!
Yes, I'll-

Thank you!

Okay, I'll talk to you soon!

They're having a gala for Jack,
May 19th, Madison Square Garden,

and I'm going to sing
"Happy Birthday!"

What?!

Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'll-I can get more.

Oh, that's okay, sweetie.

I just hope I told them
the right key.

...This young
lady I'm about to introduce

is not only pulchritudinous but
for the first time... Punctual.

It's a joke.

They're making fun of me
because I'm always late.

They really shouldn't do that.

Oh, it's okay.
I'm letting them.

You keep a good thought for me.

Sure. Bye.

...There has been
no one female who has done more,

who has meant so much to so
many, and who epitomizes the-

Well, how do ya like that?
Fired!

Fired for doing my patriotic
duty for our commander-in chief.

Suing for damages...
What are you gonna do?

Well, you would have thought
I would've at least heard from him.

I sent him a watch.
A gold Rolex,

and I had his initials
engraved in it.

He doesn't wear fancy watches.

Well, he could've
at least acknowledged it!

I mean, you know, I get it,
he's too busy to-to-to talk.

But, I mean, so send a note,
Pat, just send a note!

What do you want from him?
Huh?

Well, I mean, is that how
you treat somebody that you love?

Pat, I'm just-

Well, I'm just looking
for a little respect...

Stop living in a dream world!

Well...

No, you were with him for a weekend.
That was it.

It's no different than the hundreds
of girls he's had before you

and the hundreds
he'll keep on having.

He doesn't love you!

He doesn't now, he never has
and he never will!

He told me.

It's all in your head,

and the sooner
you understand that,

the sooner you can
go on living your life.

Quit the booze
and quit the drugs.

It's driving the people
who do love you crazy.

Do it, Marilyn!
Do it, Marilyn!

Or I'm quitting you!

Hey!

Look, if he told you
he doesn't love me

it's because he's
keeping it from Jackie!

Oh! Oh, what do you know?!

Why would he tell you anyways?!

He wouldn't!

Where is she?

I-Oh...

Get rid of those pills
and clean this place up.

She's like a child.

If you can't do it I'll find
someone else that can.

Clean it up.

Joe and I are going
to Florida next week.

So you're back together?

Oh... we'll see.

But first I...

Well, my agents patched
things up with Fox.

I just signed a two-picture
deal for a million bucks...

Oh, and they put "Something's
Got To Give" back on track.

Hm. Sounds like
things are looking up.

I want them
to get even better.

Do you think you can help me?

Do you think I can?

You're different
from Dr. Greenson.

You don't tell me what to do.

You just listen
and you don't judge me.

I like that.

I want to continue with you.

I want to continue
with you too.

So, Tuesday, three-thirty.
My office.

And Marilyn, don't be late.

Goodbye Dr.
DeShields.

Goodbye.

Do you remember I bought
you ice cream cone here once.

You got it for free.

But it's the thought
that counts.

Do you remember
how we used to-

No, stop, stop.

You know, remembering is
what made us both so unhappy.

Don't think about the past.
The past is over, it's done.

Don't think about the time
that we've lost.

We're here now.

And I want you to get better.

Does that mean you love me?

Do you do love me
just a little?

From the very first minute.

I saw a house for sale.

A little cottage.
Kind of a fix-me-upper.

And uh... but it has room
for horses, and a garden.

Can I see it?

Of course you can.

You're the one
with all the money.

Oh, we could fix it up together.
It's be like-

Hm-hm. We'll see the stars.
We can count them.

Yes. We're gonna count the stars.

Yes, my sweet Norma Jeane.

I love you, Mother.

I love you, baby.

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