Shortly after her bike was taken off the top of the studio car, a spry Katharine Hepburn, 64, rode it round the Temple, the lawyers' compound in the ancient City of London. On location for Love Among the Ruins, a made-for-TV movie in which she stars for the first time with Laurence Olivier, 67, Hepburn shucked her heavy Edwardian costume for her between-takes exercise and accepted a welcome cuppa char. Katie plays a retired actress being sued for breach of promise by a young man and defended in court by her old beau, Barrister Olivier. Says Producer Allan Davis: "The actress, lawyer and young man spend the picture jockeying for position, just like in the shooting." As for Hepburn, she seems most concerned about keeping fit.
No longer the Iowa teen-ager who starred as St. Joan, Jean Seberg, 35, is a film director. Now, she and her third husband, aspiring Director Dennis Berry, 29, live in bourgeois comfort on Paris' Left Bank patronizing young film makers and actors. One of them, Jean-François Ferriol, "feels he is a reincarnation of Billy the Kid," said Jean, who thereupon sat down and wrote a two-reeler called Ballad for the Kid. The script calls for an encounter between Billy, played by Ferriol, and a Hollywood star from the '30s, played by Jean. "When it is shown," said Director Seberg, "I would like to say to the audience, 'Let me invite you into a little dream.' "
It was 9:25 a.m. A serious Martha Mitchell touched up her Directoire coiffure and faced the cameras wearing green silk and diamonds. Following her successful talkshow debut on Washington's Panorama last April, Martha was putting in a week as co-host of New York WCBS-TV morning klatsch, The Pat Collins Show. Often staying up until 4 a.m. in her Manhattan apartment to do her homework on guests that included David Halberstam, Gloria Steinem and Washington Post Reporters Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein, Martha allowed no inhibitions to mar her technique. Slipping into her favorite role of dumbbelle at King Richard's Court, she recounted her fall from favor. Bored at Camp David, she had wandered off looking for a book, strayed into the President's (empty) bedroom, then fell asleep on his bed. After that, she said, assuming the expression of a wounded whale, "bad things happened to Martha." She was playful with Woodward. "Come on," she teased, "you voted for Richard Nixon in '68, didn't you?" A ruffled Bob admitted it. Bernstein huffily remarked that there was such a thing as the secret ballot. Later, Martha jumped into Carl's lap, just to show that there were no hard feelings.