The Fatty Arbuckle case (1962)

After all, many Hollywood big shots had faith in his talent. No one would have to know. Maybe Doris was right. Maybe he could start all over again. Arbuckle felt his spirits rising quickly. Doris was with him all the time, injecting her faith and enthusiasm into him. Arbuckle took her back to Hollywood with him and they were seen constantly together. She firmly believed Arbuckle could survive and be bigger than he ever was. At parties she was often queried about becoming an actress. No, she was determined to put Arbuckle back in his perch. She didn't want a career. Even the comic suggested she take a chance at the gold ring for stardom She didn't want it. Arbuckle casually hinted at his new ambitions to producers. They were cagey. It was dangerous. He became depressed again. But not Doris. She played hostess at a party at which there were twelve producers. It was her own idea. During the evening one of the smaller producers thought Arbuckle's plan had merit. After all, Arbuckle knew comedy. He was a comedy great. There was a handshake and Arbuckle had a picture to direct. In a quixotic moment he adopted the name of "Will B. Good." That evening Arbuckle took Doris to Tijuana for a oneminute marriage ceremony while standing at a desk in front of a heavily mustached city official. It was planned to keep it secret, but it somehow leaked out and his friends had a small party for him at the Ambassador Hotel. Though his job was supposed to have been kept secret until after he finished his first picture, he confided in the 30 to 40 guests at the party that his new wife had been responsible in getting a fine directing job for him. He would direct Silken Husbands, a comedy drama starring George Walsh. There were cheers and congratulations. So on a windy, warm day Arbuckle, in corduroy shirt, 145