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I tended bar in a small Hollywood nightclub for a while. The club's owner, Bill, told me about one time (1970s) he was driving on Pacific Coast Highway (main road that runs along the beach areas in LA) and it was in the wee hours and very foggy so he had to drive slowly. Through the fog he could make out a man staggering down the middle of the highway toward him. He thought the guy might be hurt so he pulled over to talk to the man. It turned out to be Lee Marvin and he was very drunk. He didn't live far away so, after chatting for a bit, Bill gave Lee a lift to his Malibu home.