The Fatty Arbuckle case (1962)

Arbuckle, who wore a maroon robe over striped pajamas and slippers. Arbuckle took a drink and called Al Seminacher at the Palace Hotel. "Well you sonofabitch," Arbuckle said, "we got a party going here and where are you? Are the girls here?" "The girls are here, Virginia looks sensational, and they're sleeping," answered Al. "Then wake them up and get your asses over here. I got a lot of deadheads at this party. We need some fresh blood." The booming Arbuckle voice woke Zey out of her half sleep. "If it's blood you want how about cutting your throat," she said. "Ill go and wake the girls," Al said to Arbuckle. Then he added worriedly, "I don't know if I can get Virginia over." "If you can't," said Arbuckle, "111 come over there and get her. Why is it no one can do anything but me?" "Ill do what I can," answered Al. He hung up. Arbuckle picked up a telephone directory, the nearest thing at hand, and threw it viciously at a couch. Then he took another drink. Zey Prevon laughed. At the Palace Hotel, Al dressed and knocked at the girls' door. "It's Al," he said. "I've got to talk to you." Maude came to the door in a negligee, opened it just a trifle and said, "Goddamit, it's only nine o'clock. We're sleeping." Al beckoned to her to come outside the door. In the hall he said, "Arbuckle's in a nasty mood. Wants us over there now. They've got a party going on already." Maude moaned. "You know the fat man when he drinks," said Al. "Let's try anyway. You want to talk to Virginia or should I?" Maude said she'd talk to Virginia and Al should wait in his room. In the meantime their voices had awakened Virginia. Lou Hippe, the studio conditioner, had recommended a 29