lucynic83:

Jean Harlow photographed on the set of her last movie, Saratoga (1937), only a short while before her death. On the set she quietly told makeup artist Violet Denoyer “Violet, you know, I have a hunch I’m going away from here and never coming back.” Her scene with Walter Pidgeon  was a light comedy exchange set in a library. Pidgeon was to hold her close to him. Harlow was barely able to rehearse. During a break, she asked script clerk Carl Roup to speak to Pidgeon for her. Could he hold her lightly when they did the take? “My stomach is killing me,” she said. She did not make the shot. “We were to do the shot just before lunch,” recalled Pidgeon. “We were standing together for a final check. She doubled up in pain.” “Baby’s got pain,” Pidgeon said to Conway. Conway called lunch. Harlow was escorted to her dressing room. Fifteen minutes later, Andre got a call from Harlow. He hurried to her dressing room. He found her on her day bed. “I don’t know what’s the matter with me,” said Harlow. “I feel so ill. I haven’t the strength to hold up my head or take off my makeup.” Andre immediately called Conway, who in turn called studio manager Eddie Mannix. The studio doctor arrived and examined Harlow. “That was the end,” said Pidgeon. “Instead of doing the scene after lunch, she went home. We never saw her again.” 

lucynic83:

Jean Harlow photographed on the set of her last movie, Saratoga (1937), only a short while before her death.
On the set she quietly told makeup artist Violet Denoyer “Violet, you know, I have a hunch I’m going away from here and never coming back.” 
Her scene with Walter Pidgeon  was a light comedy exchange set in a library. Pidgeon was to hold her close to him. Harlow was barely able to rehearse. During a break, she asked script clerk Carl Roup to speak to Pidgeon for her. Could he hold her lightly when they did the take? “My stomach is killing me,” she said. She did not make the shot. “We were to do the shot just before lunch,” recalled Pidgeon. “We were standing together for a final check. She doubled up in pain.”
“Baby’s got pain,” Pidgeon said to Conway. Conway called lunch. Harlow was escorted to her dressing room. Fifteen minutes later, Andre got a call from Harlow. He hurried to her dressing room. He found her on her day bed. “I don’t know what’s the matter with me,” said Harlow. “I feel so ill. I haven’t the strength to hold up my head or take off my makeup.” Andre immediately called Conway, who in turn called studio manager Eddie Mannix. The studio doctor arrived and examined Harlow.
“That was the end,”
said Pidgeon. “Instead of doing the scene after lunch, she went home. We never saw her again.” 

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