
On the last day at the location of Carmel and Monterey for their film A Stolen Life, Bette asked Glenn to celebrate by having dinner with her at the Pebble Beach Golf Course clubhouse. They had a luxurious meal, enhanced by a couple of bottles of wine. Afterward they went for a stroll out on the moonlit grounds. Bette led him to a manicured plot of ground on the eighteenth green, overlooking the Pacific, glistening in the lights of a full moon, Glenn recalled:
Suddenly Bette reached up and held me and planted a kiss on my lips. I was startled. In the back of my mind I had sometimes thought Bette had been interested in more than my acting prowess, but we had gotten to be friends, and nothing like that had happened before — she knew I was enjoying a happy marriage with a new baby at home. I honestly felt I had never done anything to provoke her. While I stood there not knowing what to say she started to unbutton her blouse. Later I would hear that this was what she did when she wanted to seduce someone, exposing her breasts that were absolutely unbelievable. But I was very much in love with my wife at the time, and I simply wasn’t interested.
I told her, “I’m sorry, Bette, I just can’t” She said I was stupid. She said, “You’ll never regret the things you did. You’ll only regret the things you didn’t do.”
There was an awkward moment as we stood there before she covered her breasts again. But she took it in stride and never mentioned it again. We remained on really friendly terms for the rest of the picture.
—Excerpt from Glenn Ford: A Life by Peter Ford





