The year is
1956, the month October, and around some trailers next to a Hollywood film set the atmosphere is sizzling.
Actress/singer
Julie London and her rival
Marylyn Monroe, who in autumn that year are both thirty years old, stand in front of each other, fists clenched and drilling hostile glares into each other's eyes, each lady trying to outstare the other.
For an audition which in this moment has already taken place, both women are clad in elegant gold lamé dresses which shine and sparkle in Los Angeles' brilliant autumn sunlight.
Marylin, without taking her poisonous glance off her rival, hisses at Julie, 'Of course I got the part! I knew for damn sure I'd get the female leading part in this movie the moment I learnt that the only competition was
you, you talentless, dilettante little casting couch whore!'
Julie takes one step closer to the woman in front of her and menacingly draws herself up to her full height which however is three and a half inches short of matching the taller actress's frame. 'Little? And, casting couch whore?? You obnoxious scarecrow, do you think you can frighten me with being this tiny bit taller, or with your disgusting social outcast vocabulary? I should have been given the part - I, I, I!! You haven't got what it takes for this, you slut, with you the whole fucking film will be a failure, you can't act, you can't sing, you look like a cheap prostitute from a back alley!'
Marilyn slaps Julie's face, and Julie reaches up to quickly hit her rival back.
The next moment, each of the two furious ladies has seized her opponent's hair with both hands, and, teetering unsteadily in high heels, now brutally tears hair from the other woman's head.
After seconds, they loosen their grip, stumbling backwards and shaking the enemy's strands of hair off their fingers. Their busts heaving up and down, they stare at each other panting.
'You ugly, disgusting whore!' Julie shouts at Marilyn. 'You touch my hair again and I'll break every bone of yours!'
'Just keep your little sweaty fingers off mine, you total disgrace to everything in the film industry! And now, little girl, let's settle this between us for once and all!' Marilyn shouts. She kicks her high heels off and, standing barefoot, crouches with her arms wide. 'Come on, you whore! Wrestle me! Let's see how brave you are! I'll tear you through the middle and drop you in the trash can where you belong!'
Julie, although enjoying matching her rival's height for one brief moment, kicks off her heels just like Marilyn has done, and the two women circle each other in wrestlers' stances, their gold dresses sparklingly gliding around their legs.
'I'll take you apart so easily, you'll regret this!' Julie says, not taking her eyes off Marilyn.
'I'll tear that street whore's cheap dress off you and piss on it!' Marilyn hisses.
'I'll have yours ripped to shreds a long time before that, and I'll laugh at you slinking back to your rusty, dirty trailer naked, slut!'
Marilyn laughs mirthlessly. 'Let's see about that, you rat! It's gonna be fun watching you cry when you find you're the one leaving naked with your ugly clown costume in tatters!'
And now, the two enraged ladies fly at each other, each of them screaming, tearing at her rival's hair, bear-hugging her, and trying to lift and slam her.
At the end of this fight, one woman will stand proudly and victoriously, gloating over her enemy lying at her feet, while the other, beaten, sobbing, half naked with her gold lamé dress ripped to shreds, has to bear the bitter humiliation of having her pride destroyed by her opponent...
Julie is convinced that she is not only the better actress and prettier, sexier woman but also the better singer. She wants to prove it in a battle of voices with Marilyn:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DXg6UB9Qk0oMarilyn mocks Julie's performance and takes the stage to show the world she is the better singer while Julie watches contemptuously:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=w86XBQKmR7U Julie London: 30 years, 5'2", 54 kg, cup 34C
Marilyn Monroe: 30 years, 5'5.5", 54 kg, cup 36D
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