My Week With Marilyn Page #3

- Excellent news.

- She'll have to be met.

Well, naturally Vivien and I

will be there to greet her,

but let's keep it low key, shall we?

- You join us here at London Airport,

where it is absolute mayhem.

Marilyn! This way! Get out of the way!

With her is her new husband,

America's most celebrated playwright

and author of Death of a Salesman,

Arthur Miller.

Beautiful. You're looking at

tomorrow's front page, boys.

- We'll have to get them into the hall.

- Sir Laurence Olivier

and Scarlett O'Hara herself,

Vivien Leigh, are set to greet them.

American acting royalty

meeting British acting royalty.

Gentlemen, it is my especial pleasure

to introduce a woman

who clearly needs no introduction.

Marilyn! How do you like being married?

Well, I like it. I like it a lot.

- Is this third time lucky?

- You bet it is.

Is it true you want to be

a classical actress now?

Well, I want to be

the best actress I can be.

There's a rumor you're going to be in

The Brothers Karamazov, on Broadway.

Ooh.

I'm... considering it.

Which of them will you be playing?

I'll be playing Grushenka.

- Can you spell that?

- Sure. Can you?

Vivien, you created

the role of Elsie on stage.

Have you any advice for Marilyn?

I am sure if Miss Monroe

needs any advice,

she'll get it from her director.

- I hear he's terribly good.

- Marilyn!

Are you happy with your last film?

Marilyn!

Is it true you wear nothing

in bed except perfume?

- Ooh.

Darling, as I'm in England, let's say I

sleep in nothing but Yardley's Lavender.

Smile, Marilyn!

OK, let's get a snap of the newlyweds.

Smile, Arthur. It's not a firing squad.

This is some place you found.

You have my new assistant

Colin to thank for that.

Colin, this is Milton Greene.

You must be very nice to him.

He owns half of

Marilyn Monroe Productions.

- Forty-nine percent, Larry.

- Have a cigarette.

- I don't smoke.

- Really?

- And the studio, they want a new title.

- Nonsense.

Thank you very much.

- Marvelous, isn't she?

- She's all right.

- Larry fell desperately

in love with her in New York.

He's determined to seduce her.

Yeah, but she's only

been married three weeks.

I thought you were a man of the world.

Of course, Larry would never leave me,

but if anything were to happen

you would tell me, wouldn't you?

- I'm sure he loves you very much.

- Oh, don't be such a boy.

I'm 43, darling.

No one will love me for very much

longer. Not even you.

What a wonderful adventure,

Dame Sybil.

Such a lark.

I long to see her.

- Miss Monroe?

Sir Laurence sends his compliments.

He's ready for the read-through.

But Marilyn is not ready.

She's preparing.

Excuse my horrible face.

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