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Time later? What day is today? It should be August 5th. You confuse me. But, maybe yes, we mentioned earlier, he wanted to invite me to dinner. He claimed I had a strange voice. It must have been 9pm. Your voice was thick and he worried. You refused, and in greeting him you said "goodbye". Nothing strange: goodbye is a greeting. As a translation it means goodbye. The fact is that, years later, he said that he had become suspicious of this greeting and had phoned his agent, Milton Rudin, who, in turn, tried to get in touch with you. What a web of events and memories! Certainly I had phoned Norman Rosten just before, for an appointment. To see us In short: does it seem to you the behavior of someone who wants to commit suicide? No. Not just me. Now I'm going to tell you a story found in a thin pamphlet, originally published in 1964, entitled “The Strange Death of Marilyn Monroe. 1964. (The Strange Death of Marilyn Monroe) by Francis Alphonse Capell. With additions up to 1969, it is composed of a total of 88 pages. Presents the author's opinion that you were sexually involved with Robert Kennedy and that he was implicated in your death. It is a theory that might interest you, but answer me: have you ever attempted suicide before the 4th of August 1962? In fact, I already know the answer. Many know it! I confess I did, for example when Johnny Hyde, the agent who had thrown me to get me a part in the Asphalt Jungle, died of a heart attack. The world fell on me. I was so depressed that I emptied a bottle of barbiturates. A suicide, then. But that 4th of August, what Peter says about it (and I don't know why he says it), I was fine. I had bought a new home and was thinking about the future. I didn't kill myself! So: You were the lover of Robert Kennedy, US Attorney General. Right? Let's say yes. In fact, I wasn't anymore. And no baby. Okay: no baby. However, we are talking about a conspiracy "to induce" you to commit suicide. We hear this other story. There would be a plot devised by Lawford, a member of Frank Sinatra's Rat Pack and husband of the Kennedy's sister Patricia. He was aware of your inclination to feign a suicide attempt in order to arouse sympathy or to make you listen, for example by a lover who was about to leave you. Bob, to understand. Right. You would have been encouraged to make another attempt to scare him and they would have told you that they would be there in time to save you. Instead you were left to die. Why all this? To get you out of the way, given your threats to go public with your love affair with Robert Kennedy and since he had no intention of pursuing his promise to divorce his wife. I do not mean that I did not intend to be heard, but from here to pretend a suicide, it runs. When dead nobody listens to you anymore. If anything, I would have organized a press conference. Yet there is a document that states that, on the same day, "Robert Kennedy made a phone call to Peter Lawford to find out if you were dead. I will never believe it