Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1944)

Stealing into the Scott picture — Pat Stillman, currently reported to be the current date of Randy Pirtrait af H tut IISIIIIR A bright picture of soft-spoken George "Randy" Scott and his Virginian-gentleman life He once rode a bucking broncho— ^but not for long. He always suffers after eating marmalade and bacon. He never wears garters. He always takes two aspirins for a headache, never reads the comic strips and his first tragic disappointment was at the age of six when his two sisters rode his new Christmas velocipede and broke it before he ever had a chance to ride it. He was baptized George Randolph Scott. He thinks tequilla, the Mexican drink, “a vile concoction.” He broke himself of the habit of chewing his thumbnail, delights in long telephone conversations, and is inclined to worry on the slightest excuse. He has a secret yen to play the piano and sing like Frank Sinatra. He has an aversion to all Irish tenors except John McCormick and served as a sergeant (like your author) in the 2nd Trench Mortar Battalion (like your author!) in World War I. He never wears an undershirt. He is forever saving little boxes and eventually throwing them away. He is very bad at spelling and his two best friends are Fred Astaire and neighbor Townsend Netcher, He doesn’t like Chinese restaurants, goes shopping only under duress and has never been in New York’s Metropolitan Museum. He is six feet, three inches tall. He is a first degree fatalist. BY JOSEPH HENRY SIEEEE His favorite fairy tale is Jack and the Beanstalk. He was presented several years ago with a $150 Panama which he has never worn. He has had measles, mumps and all varieties of childhood ailments. He has never seen a six-day bicycle race. He can never remember the license number of his car. He is very fond of garlic sauce on sour dough bread, and lives in Cary Grant’s former home on the beach at Santa Monica. His favorite American author is Ring Lardner. He was very shy as a boy and is still reticent, modest and self-conscious. He doesn’t like swing or boogie-woogie orchestras. He is unlucky at gambling. He always gets stage fright, has never worn dental braces, and of recent years has altered his belief with regard to heredity and environment — now firmly convinced that the latter is more important. Randy Scott has been separated from his wife for five years, which makes him the most attractive but unavailable bachelor in Hollywood. He hates wearing new hats. He smokes a pack of cigarettes a day and thinks money not essential to happiness. He cannot make an impromptu speech, has never been seasick, and was born in an old two-story brick house in Orange Coimty, Virginia. He shakes his cocktails in a silver golf trophy won in 1939. He employs the “hunt and peck system” on his typewriter. He loves playing bridge, speaks no other languages, and is an expert horseman. |_| E HAS to part his light brown hair on the right side because of a stubborn cowlick. He is fond of hamburgers with onions, weighs 185 pounds and abhors personal appearances. His favorite vacation spot is his ranch of more than 500 acres near San Diego. He doesn’t believe in fortunetellers. He doesn’t drink coffee for breakfast. He has never been known to lose his temper, is very fond of ice-cream sodas and thinks the Cathedral at Cologne the most beautiful building he has ever seen. His five sisters and one brother call him “Buck.” He likes Puccini’s operas, misses climatic seasons in California and has never owned a boat. He has never smoked a cigar. He dislikes night clubs, never collected souvenirs, and wears shirts of all colors. He caught cold on an average of four times a year until a couple of years ago. He does not play chess or checkers. He doesn’t like champagne. He never reads poetry. He has never worn glasses, goes for long (Continued on page 77) 51