The Fatty Arbuckle case (1962)

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"I'm going to get down to two-fifty soon," he promised. "It'll ruin me in pictures." Everyone laughed. Al brought two drinks over. One for Alice and the other, a screwdriver, for Virginia. "I didn't order this," she said, but Al had run off already, and she was left holding the drink. Arbuckle, noticing the tableau, commented, "Some fortunate people just attract good alcohol." Something in Arbuckle's manner or voice seemed to irritate Virginia. She took a sip of her drink and said, "Roscoe, isn't it customary when entertaining to dress accordingly? It seems to me that a daytime gathering like this I calls for something other than pajamas and a robe." Arbuckle's retort was, "For those pigs this is formal II wear." Without attempting to disguise her contempt, Virginia [ said, "You are despicable," She walked over to Maude, who was talking to a group, and broke in sharply with, "Isn't your dress ready yet?" Maude's robe was partly open, showing panties and i bra. She was a trifle woozy. For a moment she didn't unI derstand what Virginia was talking about. Then she giggled, "I'm in no hurry, dear. Why don't you join the fun?" The music was very loud now, and Virginia wasn't quite sure what she said. Al, eeing that something was wrong, went over to whisper to Arbuckle. They argued for a while. Then Al went over to Virginia and said, "Arbuckle says he's sorry for ! what he said. He apologizes." "He's horrible," Virginia answered. "We'll be leaving soon. Just try to keep a little peace for a while," begged Al. Virginia wanted to know what time it was. It was 2:15 P.M. The door opened without a knock and a young actress named Betty Campbell came in. She wore a very low-cut dress. Later at the trial the dress was a point at issue, be 35