The road stretches before you, but there's trouble ahead, stationary cars.

You're faced with the McDonald's side mission.

Do you, A, join the ever-growing cue, or B, take the next exit and treat yourself to a glorious Mackey's?

Detouring to McDonald's.

Start your side mission today.

On March 4th, 1961, the most famous actress in the world slipped into a coma.

Elizabeth Taylor had been sick on and off since she'd arrived in London to lead the cast of Cleopatra.

Her latest illness turned into a serious case of pneumonia.

She and her husband Eddie Fisher were staying at a historic London hotel, the Dorchester.

Eddie called an ambulance.

It seemed like it took a long time for the ambulance to arrive, though it was only a few minutes.

Eddie is reading from his own memoir, been there, done that. time for the ambulance to arrive, though it was only a few minutes.

Eddie is reading from his own memoir. Been there, done that.

They strapped Elizabeth on a stretcher and took her downstairs to the ambulance.

As we raced through the streets of London, at about 100 miles an hour, the doctor stuck a rubber tube down Lidsman's throat.

As they pulled up to the London Clinic, reporters were everywhere.

I pushed them out of the way. I tried to stop them from taking pictures.

It was absurd. My wife was dying, and I was protecting her from the media.

They rushed her directly into the operating room.

Somebody, I have no idea who, brought me into a little waiting room and left me there.

The first person to arrive at the hospital was Joe Mancoitz.

Joe Mancoitz is my dad's uncle, so he's my great-uncle.

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