Gene couldn’t stand to see Judy walk away after the tumultuous fallout from one of the most crushing losses in either of their lives. He clenched his hand in a fist and returned to his trailer to find a telegram waiting on the other side of the door.
Please come home. Something significant has come up.
He crumpled the letter and pulled out a box of cigarettes from his back pocket. After bringing one to his lips and lighting it up, he looked at the message once more, blowing smoke frustratingly at the paper. He couldn’t possibly imagine what would have prompted Betsy to send a telegram at such a late hour, but figured the right decision was to return home and find out what the problem was.
The entire drive home was anxiety-ridden and filled with uncertainty. Gene couldn’t stop replaying the conversation with Judy in his head. He wasn’t sure when he would ever see her again and Betsy does little to take his mind off of her.
“Baby?” Gene called, closing the front door slowly behind him. Betsy was curled up on the sofa with a book on her lap.
“I’m in the living room, Gene,” she answered. Gene walked in cautiously, sensing the testy tone in her voice and the strange expression on her face. He knew that something was off.
Does she know about Judy? He thought.
“I really didn’t want to have to tell you this,” Betsy began.
“What?” Gene asked obliviously.
Silence. Betsy closed her book and straightened herself.
“I’m expecting a child.”
“What?” Gene repeated. He blacked out briefly, shaking his head to regain his vision. All of this stress in one day had plagued him physically as well as mentally.
“I know you and I have had our issues over the last month but I think it would be to our mutual advantage if we tried to work this marriage out. A baby changes everything, Gene…”
“You’re not wrong.” He muttered.
“Nothing. That’s wonderful news, Betsy.” He feigned a smile.
“So… Does that mean you’ll come home or am I to raise this baby all by myself?”
Gene’s heart ached at the thought of raising a family with anyone other than Judy. The sheer pain he was still feeling was only accentuated by the news Betsy had just shared with him but knowing he had no other choice, he agreed to work at his marriage.
“Yes… A fresh start might be all we need.”
While Gene was busy reconciling with Betsy, Judy was doing quite the opposite with David. Sitting in the living room by the fireplace with a blanket tucked underneath her, Judy stared at the flickering flames.
“Judy, your supper’s getting cold.” David flatly called from the kitchen.
“I’m not hungry.”
“You haven’t eaten all day. Come on.”
“What the hell do you care?” She snapped.
Emerging from the kitchen, David held his hands on his hips.
“I said ‘what the hell do you care’?!” She hissed.
“I care because you’re wasting away right under my nose! Look, I know you’re still upset, but—“
“Still upset? You think all that’s wrong with me is that I’m upset?!”
David stood back as she leapt up from the chair.
“David, I hate you with every ounce of my being! You ruined the one good thing I had going in my life and for what?! To save a marriage you had no interest in in the first place?!”
“Judy, calm down!”
“No! I will NOT calm down! I want you to get the hell out of my house! I’m done with you, I’m done with being your wife. I know what it’s like now to be loved by someone and you sure as hell are not that someone. I made a terrible mistake submitting to you and throwing away the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“You don’t mean that…”
“Oh, I don’t, huh?”
Judy stormed up the stairs and David tore up after her. She pounded into their bedroom and pulled out one David’s drawers from the dresser. Trudging towards the window, she opened it and tossed his clothes onto their lawn.
“Judy!!” David shouted, grabbing her.
She threw the empty drawer on the floor and stood up to him.
Taking three days to shoot, MacFarlane reveals he ditched the
motion-capture suit for this scene and let the visual effects team take
over to create a dancing Ted to move and groove to “Stepping Out With My
Baby.” And he shares why he wanted to open his movie with such a big
“There should always be a sense of showmanship in film, particularly
when it comes to your opening. There’s something nice about an
old-fashioned credit sequence that gives you a nice drumroll and a
little bit of P. T. Barnum fanfare. It was important to me to
communicate to the audience that this was a bigger and more spectacular
movie than the first one,” he said.
“I had worked with Rob Ashford, the choreographer, at the
Oscars and had approached him with the idea of doing something in the
vein of an interaction between Ted and all these dancers to open the
movie,” MacFarlane continued. “We both referenced the old Gene Kelly movie Anchors Aweigh,
in which he famously did a dance number with Jerry the mouse. It was
pretty revolutionary for the time that he was choreographing to a
character that wasn’t there. This was an attempt to take that to the
Be sure to click the link and watch Seth Macfarlane talk about the construction of the routine. And watch below!
Part 2 of my JG fanfic, ‘’The Sexiest Woman in Hollywood.’’
It was just around 3:30 p.m. when Judy and Mark left their hotel room for the downstairs lobby. The moment the anxious reporters and photographers caught the pair entering the crowded reception room, they rushed over and started flooding Judy with questions and autograph requests. Journalist Laurier La Pierre instantly maneuvered over to Miss Garland and courteously introduced himself to the petite star and her fiancé. Moments later, Judy and Mark followed the reporter over to where her interview was to be conducted and televised for the Canadian Broadcasting channel.
Judy, a little anxious took a seat in the set-chair that was marked, Mme.Garland and touched up her lipstick with a compact from out of her handbag. A French- speaking camera crew member whisked by, handing the actress a small microphone while Mr. La Pierre took a seat in a chair directly across from Judy on the set. Mark wistfully gave her a kiss on the cheek before leaving to take a seat with the rest of the members of the press behind the cameras. Within about five minutes, the camera started rolling and the interview had begun.
‘‘Madame Garland, first of all I want to express to you how much I appreciate you taking the time to talk with us today..’‘
‘‘Oh, It’s my pleasure. I’m happy to be here..“Judy graciously answered with a smile.
‘‘May I say you have the prettiest eyes–’‘
‘‘Thank you..’‘ Judy softly replied.
‘‘And I must say that from the moment you arrived here..there’s been an outpouring of affection for you Madame Garland..’‘
‘‘I know..I think it’s just marvelous.’’ Judy beamed.
“How does it make you feel?”
“It makes me feel, loved.” Judy simply stated.
“You’ve literally been in show business all of your life..how do you handle the pressures and strain of being a star?”
Judy glanced down for a few seconds.
“It’s not easy…" she remarked with a wry chuckle. “But I don’t think of myself as a star..I never have…I like to entertain and make people happy..but yes working in my kind of business can be rough at times..especially if you’re a woman.”
Mr. La Pierre genially smiled.
“Madame Garland, your very beautiful daughter Liza Minnelli is now in show business. What kind of advice do you give to her?”
“I don’t give her any advice really..she’s very wise. And she has seen my mistakes and my fears and so forth…and she has her feet on the ground all the time..” Judy astutely responded.
“It must make you proud..that Liza is so very talented and becoming a success ..”
“Yes, I’m very proud of Liza..I’m terribly proud of all three of my children. I’m a very lucky woman.” Judy thoughtfully uttered with a smile.
‘’Looking back on your earlier days at MGM.. was there anything you wish you would’ve done.. whether obtaining a particular part or perhaps–’’
‘’Eating!’’ Judy brightly interrupted. ( the audience laughed)
“Do you have a favorite singer nowadays?”
“Tony Bennett and Peggy Lee. I play their records all the time..”
‘’I’ve read you enjoy lots of different kinds of music, is this true?’’
‘’Yes, I love all kinds of music..jazz..country..swing…rock and roll.. classical..’’Judy vibrantly responded.
‘’Classical as well?’’
‘’Oh, yes..I listen to Chopin and Bach on my Hi-Fi when I’m resting at home..’’
The journalist grinned.
“Madame Garland, you have recorded many songs over the years..which is your favorite?“
‘’Over the rainbow..’’she straightaway answered.
‘’You are one of the most popular female concert performers today..do you feel your success is largely based on the fact that you were a film star?’’
‘’I suppose..I really haven’t given it much thought, as a matter of fact..I just love to sing and entertain.. whether or not I’m a success at it.. doesn’t really make any difference to me.’’ she uttered with a giggle. ‘‘But I do like to please my audience, as much as I can.’’
Mr. La Pierre glanced down at his notepad for a moment.
‘’Madame Garland, a good friend of yours recently said that in his opinion you were the sexiest actress in Hollywood during your days at MGM..so my question is–’’
‘’Who said that?’’ Judy asked interrupting.
‘‘Monsieur Gene Kelly has said that…”
Judy let out a little laugh.
“Well, really?!” she muttered.
“You sound surprised?”
“I’m stunned.” Judy replied with a winsome look on her face.
“But..I’m terribly flattered…I think the absolute world of Gene Kelly..he is one of the finest men in show business.”
The journalist just smiled and continued.
“In going back to my question…in reference to Gene Kelly’s comment…did you feel that MGM stifled you in roles that portrayed you as more or less the typical American small town girl next door rather than shall we say a glamourous leading lady?’’
“Oh, not at all. I never considered myself a glamour girl. In Hollywood..and especially at Metro..there was never a shortage of glamourous stars..but I wasn’t one of them..” Judy throatily answered with an unpretentious chuckle.
The entire media brigade there became Miss Garland’s instant fan base, every single person there was captivated by her self-deprecating humor and sweet candor watching the forty-two year old actress answer the interviewer’s probing questions throughout the televised broadcast.
There was nothing the censors could put their fingers on. The red color, the girl in black and the sailor in white were very sensuous. The moves were sensuous. Yet I never laid a glove on her. There was nothing the censors could say. If they did, I could have said, “What? Do you have a dirty mind?" - Gene Kelly, Conversations with the Great Moviemakers of Hollywood’s Golden Age at the American Film Institute