October 18, 1967
Zsa Zsa Gabor shed her fifth husband in a quick Juarez divorce early today and said she didn’t’ plan to marry again.
She almost said it. There was uncertainty.
“Miss Gabor, do you plan to marry soon?” she was asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t think so,” she said.
Miss Gabor was accompanied to the Juarez Municipal Palace by her Los Angeles lawyer, Manuel Ruiz, Juarez Lawyer, Jose Amador y Trias, and a Los Angeles writer, Carl Parsons.
Looking worried and quiet serious, Miss Gabor talked to the Juarez lawyer in French, she smiled happily for cameramen.
Asked what her future career plans were she replied “Television, radio and so forth.”
She was worried about the number of people who might see her passport. She sent Mr. Parsons to accompany her Juarez lawyer to make sure she got it back.
He had to show it for identification purposes while registering her as a Juarez citizen,
Mr. Parson took good care of the passport and returned it to Miss Gabor, who was standing in an adjoining waiting room.
Asked if she liked El Paso and Juarez, she replied, “Yes, I liked it.”
Miss Gabor refused to repeat statements she made on the Silvia Pinal Show in Mexico City last year.
“Not now,” she said.
Miss Gabor at that time advised girls who wished to marry on the Silvia Pinal Show.
One of the questions posed at her at the show was: “Do you think people should marry for love?
“No, for money,” she said, laughing.
Miss Gabor, Mr. Parsons and her lawyer were scheduled to leave El Paso late today.
“Oh darlink, it was horrible,” could well be the way glamorous Zsa Zsa Gabor would describe her arrival in El Paso last night.
Seeking to shed husband No. 5 in a Juarez court, the saucy, Hungarian born Miss Gabor arrived via Continental Airlines on a flight from Los Angeles, accompanied by a lawyer and a handsome, unidentified escort.
After debarking from the airliner, Miss Gabor was greeted by a small crowd of curious fans and autograph seekers.
Hurriedly making their way through the airport terminal, the trio headed for the front door.
Miss Gabor, obviously not a person used to waiting around in front of airport terminals, seemed upset that there was no limousine, waiting for her.
Noting her distress, the newsmen raced several hundred feet to a taxicab stand, briefed the fist driver in line on the importance of the situation. Miss Gabor, escorted by a man who identified himself as Manuel Ruiz Jr., Attorney of Los Angeles, walked to the car while the younger man searched for their baggage.
Zsa Zsa, preparing to enter the cab, paused suddenly and announced dramatically “I vill not ride in that cab with the number 13 on it.”
Having thus eased her Hungarian superstition, she passed up a heartbroken cab driver and entered the second cab.
Dressed in a simple off white dress enhanced by a double strand of pearls and a white fur coat, Miss Gabor smiled at the newsmen, and fans, made no comments about divorce or future marriage plans and sped off to rest in the Hilton Inn.