America's Book of Secrets (2012–2014): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Playboy Mansion - full transcript

It is America's most infamous address.

A place where fantasies come to life
and anything goes.

But behind the security cameras
and stone walls

of the Playboy Mansion
are secrets.

Secrets so scandalous...

It was a hidden doorway.

Go in, and then bam, no one saw me.

...so outrageous...

If the guests don't come in lingerie,
they're told,

"You're not in the proper attire."
You go home.

...so forbidden,



they've been locked tightly away
for decades.

What happens at the Playboy Mansion
stays within these five acres.

Until now.

People bring their fantasies with them.

And we don't disappoint.

There are those who believe
in the existence of a book.

A book that contains
the most highly guarded secrets

of the United States of America.

A book whose very existence

is known to only a select few.

But if such a book exists,
what would it contain?

Secret histories?

Secret encounters?

Secret lies?



Does there really exist
America's Book of Secrets?

It is one of the most highly guarded
private residences in the world.

A virtual fortress
surrounded by iron gates

and hundreds of high-tech
security monitors.

But why?

What is so important,
so forbidden,

that compels Playboy
founder Hugh Hefner

to keep more people out
than are ever invited in?

For decades, the Playboy Mansion

has hosted countless parties
for L.A.'s elite.

Here, Hollywood's who's who
can be found rubbing elbows,

and occasionally much more,

with the most beautiful women
in the world.

And it's all kept very,
very hush-hush.

Located in an ultra-wealthy suburb
of western Los Angeles

known as Holmby Hills,

the five-acre pleasure palace
was put on the map in the 1970s

when whispers of decadent gatherings

started leaking outside
the Mansion's iron gates.

I arrived in L.A. in 1981

for the Midsummer Night's
Dream Party.

I met Hugh Hefner.
I stayed a couple of days.

And yes,
I came back and lived with him.

I met more celebrities here
in one and a half years

than I have the whole 30 years
I've lived here.

And I'm not at liberty to say
who they were,

because that's the beauty
of the Playboy Mansion.

You get to come,
do whatever you want,

no one knows.

This is Regis Philbin in the parking area
of the Playboy Mansion,

where an unending stream of celebrities
has been entering here.

The parties were
a little crazier, little wilder.

There were a lot of people
mingling in the pool area.

And a lot more people slept over.

I might put it that way.

Those were the days.

The Playboy Mansion's
intriguing origins date back to 1919,

when English businessman Arthur Letts
purchased a rolling 400-acre parcel

of the 4,400-acre Wolfskill Ranch

12 miles west
of downtown Los Angeles.

It was in the middle-20s, subdivided,

and became Holmby Hills
and Westwood Village.

So this family estate
is the key piece of property

of this entire section
of Southern California.

In 1925, Letts' son, Arthur Letts Jr.,

purchased six acres
of his father's land

and hired renowned architect
Arthur Kelly

to create
what would be his dream house.

After two years of construction,

Kelly's Gothic-style,
20,000-square-foot copy

of an English manor house
was completed.

The Playboy Mansion is a 16th-century

English Tudor manor house
from Northamptonshire.

So it's a very historic building
replicated exactly

as it would have been then

in the 16th century
in Northampton, England.

So how did this stately mansion on a hill

become home to Hugh Hefner

and his rabbit hutch
full of Playboy Bunnies?

In 1959, Hugh Marston Hefner

was a 33-year-old multimillionaire,

thanks to his bold idea
to create the ultimate

in sexy and sophisticated
men's magazines, Playboy.

Now the man who was teaching
young men how to swing

could afford to become the living
embodiment of his Playboy philosophy,

one that preached the twin virtues
of consumerism

and unashamed sexual indulgence.

As the 1950s drew to a close,

the Chicago native purchased
a 70-room brick and limestone residence

on the city's famed Gold Coast.

Dubbed the Playboy Mansion,

Hefner outfitted this stately
19th-century address

with the latest in gadgets
and party features,

including a round rotating bed,

an indoor pool,
an underwater bar

and even a fireman's pole.

Looking to expand
his growing global enterprise,

in 1971,
Hef, as he prefers to be called,

asked his 21-year-old
L.A.-based girlfriend, Barbi Benton,

to begin scouring the City of Angels
for a property worthy of a sultan of sex.

So I was on the lookout
for houses that might be for sale,

and I kept passing this one
off of Charing Cross Road

that had a lock on the gate.

And it was the kind of lock that you can't
just open it with your clicker.

So I got the feeling
that nobody was living there.

I was going back and forth
between Chicago and Los Angeles,

dating Barbi.

And I had an apartment

at the top of the Playboy building
on Sunset Boulevard.

And we were looking for a place
to play tennis,

and Barbi found
this remarkable piece of property.

And as it turned out,
the owners were going through a divorce,

and they were interested
in putting it on the market.

So timing was perfect.

But what was just as staggering

as the beauty of the mansion

and its grounds
was the purchase price.

Up to that time,
it would be the most ever asked

for a private residence
in the United States.

A record $1.1 million.

An astounding amount

considering the average home price
in Los Angeles at the time

was $25,000.

It was the first property
to be sold for over a million dollars,

and so it generated a lot of excitement
in the real estate community.

And, of course, the value has escalated
so tremendously,

that today, estimates of value
are anywhere from 75

to $100 million on this property.

According to local legends,
when Mr. Hefner moved into the mansion,

it was still inhabited
by the original owner's wife, Mrs. Letts,

though she was no longer
among the living.

Some people think that the reason
she's still here

is because she threw herself
over the balcony

and killed herself.

Some of the girls and people who stay
here think the house is haunted,

that Mrs. Letts goes up and down
the hallway and turns lights out or on.

Those who love ghosts and secrets
are convinced that the house is filled

with many secrets and many ghosts.

If she is here,
she has not revealed herself to me,

and she's the only woman who hasn't.

The supernatural residents
of Holmby Hills

may be the stuff of legend,

but there's no doubt this neighborhood
is home to the rich and famous.

Along with Beverly Hills and Bel Air,

Holmby Hills forms part of what
is known as the Platinum Triangle,

a residential area known
for being among the priciest

and most exclusive places to live
in the United States.

Who are your neighbors?
Anybody I know?

- Sonny and Cher live next door.
- Never heard of them. Who else you got?

- Lucy.
- Is that Lucy...

- Lucille Ball, okay.
- Lucille Ball, okay.

I wanted to clear that up, okay?

Bing Crosby lived around the corner.

Henry Mancini lived up the street.

So it's been a star-studded neighborhood.

The most recent sale in the area
was Petra Ecclestone's purchase

of the Candy Spelling manor
for $85 million,

which was just up the block.

But no matter what the current
financial value may be

of the Playboy Mansion,

ever since Hugh Hefner
has called it home,

it has become the most coveted

and infamous
private residence in America.

A virtual Disneyland for adults.

And one that, should the walls ever talk,

would only reinforce
its formidable reputation

as the ultimate in pleasure palaces.

The secrets behind the gates
at 10236 Charing Cross Road

are some of the most protected
in all of Los Angeles.

In fact, security at the Playboy Mansion
is so extensive

that some believe it is the safest place
in the world,

a place where
you could leave your Rolex

in the front seat
of your unlocked Ferrari

and it will still be there
when you return.

So just how does Hugh Hefner
keep out thousands of tourists

and curiosity seekers

who show up uninvited to the gates
of the Playboy Mansion

in hopes of crashing
his very private party?

Mr. Hefner never liked things
that were obvious.

First thing we had to do was how
to get people into the property securely.

So at the front gate,
when you come in, there's a huge rock.

He called it the talking rock.

We drilled it, put speakers in it
and cameras right around it,

so when you came up,
you'd talked to the rock.

- Hi, how are you?
- How you doing, Holly?

Is it okay if I come on up?

- Yes, you can come on up.
- Okay. Thank you.

We have our perimeter alarms.

We have our sound alarms.

So any time anybody touches the fences,
we get an alarm,

whether it's a sound or a motion.

It's a lot of area to cover.

We have cameras
that watch the inside of the property.

Over the years,
many have tried and failed

to sneak onto the grounds
in hopes of joining the fun

at one of Hugh Hefner's
very private parties.

In November 2010, one man
trying to get a glimpse of the good life

met an unfortunate end.

We had somebody that was so gung-ho
about getting into the party

that he tried to come over
from the golf course and climbed a tree

to see if he could scale the fence
that way.

And apparently he slipped and fell.

He hurt himself bad enough
that he passed away

before anybody ever discovered
that he was there.

We've had people come up in cars
and hide in trunks.

We find them.
They're escorted off the property.

We've had people
actually try to run the gate.

We have all kinds of people
just coming up with every excuse,

every way they think possible
to get into the Playboy Mansion.

Of course, the only
legitimate way to get on to the property

is by invitation.

And perhaps most shocking
to first-time visitors

is that the Mansion
is a very buttoned-up place.

Welcome to the Playboy Mansion.

This is a very special club.

And if you're fortunate enough
to be a member,

you behave yourself
and you treat other people with respect.

One of the things that's wonderful
about the Playboy Mansion

is the women are in control here.

Nobody gets out of line with ladies here,
and that gives a freedom.

Anything goes!

Misbehaving at the Mansion
can have severe consequences.

In fact, there is an official
"Do Not Admit" or "DNA" list.

But exactly who or even how many
are on the list is a secret,

and it's a list that only
Hugh Hefner can alter.

Some of the people
that are on our DNA list

are because they've been a little bit
too aggressive with some of the girls.

And security's gotten ahold
of them and escorted them off.

I can't really tell you who's on the list.

That would be a breach of security.

But it's an extensive list,

and there are people that have
a lot of notoriety that are on that list.

There was even one occasion in 1983

when a man gained access
to the Mansion guest list

by claiming to be a member
of Hefner's own family.

I got a phone call from a woman
that I had dated

back in the 1950s.

She called and said
that she had a grown son

and that I was the father.

I actually went and saw him
at a school play,

and came to believe very briefly
that he really was a son.

In time, he and I took a blood test

and it became clear
that he was not my son.

He was put on a DNA list at the time.

That was over 20 years ago.

We've never heard or saw him again.

He was the son of one of my friends,

who looks something like me.

True story.

True secret of the Playboy Mansion.

But within the otherwise
anything-goes world of Playboy,

there are strict rules,
especially for the staff.

Obviously,
Playmates are coming in and out,

in and out every day.

Our job is to make sure
that they are comfortable.

You know, Mr. Hefner expects them
to really experience

what the Playboy Mansion is all about.

But we are to remember
that we are the staff.

And we have strict
no-fraternization rules.

This is your workplace.
This is not your playground.

It's Mr. Hefner's playground.

Oh, yes.

But even Hugh Hefner
lives according to a rigid

and unaltering schedule.

Because he is a late riser,

breakfast is served
when he calls for it.

Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

Usually at 11:00 a.m.,

followed by soup
and crackers at 5:30

and dinner at 10:00.

And all of Hef's meals
are served to him in bed...

- Thank you.
- ...just the way he likes them.

Hi, there.

We have pictures of each meal

and how the food is laid out
on each plate,

so that when he has the bed tray
presented to him,

all the food is just perfectly laid out
the way he would like it.

So he could be watching a movie
and put his hands down on the tray

and know exactly what he's grabbing
without having to look at his food.

Mr. Hefner's milk
is served in an ice-cold glass,

kept at all times
in one of the Mansion's many freezers.

And when served potato chips or crackers,

they must be carefully hand selected
so that none are broken.

Dress shoes and dress socks in here.

- Handkerchiefs, one, two.
- Wingtips, hard-soled slippers.

Slippers, hard sole.

When the man
they call "The Boss" travels,

the Playboy Mansion staff
knows that every comfort

and protection of the Mansion
must travel with him,

- right down to the very food he eats.
- Apple pie, sliced cucumber.

- Broccoli.
- Fried chicken.

- Tuna salad.
- Mashed potatoes.

And a dozen hard-boiled eggs.

I guess you could say
he's a creature of habit.

He doesn't like change.

I respect that he likes what he likes,
and that's what

our job is to make sure it happens.

When we go to a Chinese restaurant
or Italian or whatever it may be,

I still get the same lamb chops
and baked potatoes.

Thank you.

But could there be another,

more secret reason for Hugh Hefner's
tight grip on everything

from the food he eats
to the people who have access to him?

Perhaps the answer can be found
in the fact

that when Mr. Hefner travels anywhere,

he is closely guarded by highly-trained
and armed Mansion security,

a practice
started back in the late 1960s,

following a series of death threats
and political assassinations.

I think it was after Lennon
was assassinated out in the street

that we decided to travel with security.

Back in that time frame,
Playboy was controversial,

and therefore, I was controversial.

I was definitely
on Nixon's enemy list.

The FBI had a file on me
going back to the early 1950s.

And I learned later that Hoover
actually had one of his agents

read every page of the magazine.

Pretty nice gig.

Shortly after purchasing
Playboy Mansion West in 1971,

Hugh Hefner transformed

what was a stately
English-style manor house

into a haven for hedonism.

What once was an empty
and flat space around the main building

was transformed with waterfalls,

rolling hills, gardens,

a tennis court
and a resort-style swimming pool.

When we excavated
for the pool and tennis court,

we recycled all the earth
and built 12-foot mounds in the backyard

which are earth mounds now
that immediately give him privacy,

and yet allow the view across the 1,300
acres of the Los Angeles Country Club.

Now that's a secret.

But of all the Playboy
Mansion's many fantasy features,

perhaps none has captured
the lurid imaginations

of the general public as this one:

the legendary grotto.

The grotto is the...

...the busiest place during our events.

It's there for everybody.

And there's no holds barred.
Everything goes.

The infamous grotto.

Yes, we had some good memories here.

You can come in
from three different ways.

You can simply walk
through the door,

you can come on the shallow end,
under the waterfall,

or you can swim under the rocks,
up through the deep end.

It's magic.

People bring their fantasies with them,
and we don't disappoint.

The secrets of the grotto
remain in the grotto.

If the walls could talk.

- Well put.
- Yes.

Mr. Hefner didn't swim,

so part of what we did
was to create the pool

at a level of three and half
to four feet deep

so that most people could walk around
even though they couldn't swim.

That's a secret of the grotto, too.

But is there another,
perhaps more sexual secret,

behind the water level
in the Mansion grotto?

If you look at the height of a woman,

I'd say 42 to 48 inches
falls directly below her breasts.

And that way breasts
are always above the water.

Is that a secret? I don't know, maybe.
But it's logical.

The Mansion property
is also home to some 60 redwood trees,

some measuring as tall as 100 feet.

And inside the perimeter
of this massive private forest

is another secret.

A zoo which houses everything
from peacocks and flamingos

to African cranes,
four species of monkey,

and of course,
lots of real Playboy Bunnies.

- Oh, it's a baby! It is a baby.
- Is there a baby?

- Oh, yes, there they are.
- Sure, it's hanging onto the mommy.

It's on its back.

We're the only private property
in Los Angeles that has a zoo permit.

You have a few more monkeys.

We do indeed.

The monkeys
have been monkeying around.

One testament
to Hugh Hefner's love of animals

is another
of the Mansion's many secrets.

One of the secret walkways
that people really never see

is when you go to the game house,
after you cross over the Hollywood star,

there is a little pathway, you turn right.

Back there is a whole pet cemetery
of dogs that Hef has had

that have passed away
over the period of time.

There are animals
that were buried here

from when I was younger,

and there are also animals that were
buried here from the '70s and '80s.

Vivi and Buddy and Mama Dog,
Papa Dog, Bogie, Harlow.

Littlefoot. Aw, man.

And Archie.
Yeah, they were like the house dogs.

And since I was a kid,
they were keeping us safe, so...

it's sad,
but at least they're with us.

But while Hefner transformed
the grounds of his estate

into a real-life Garden of Eden,

the exterior of the Mansion has remained
pretty much just as it looked

when it was built in 1926.

The same, however,
cannot really be said

for the interior,

for although much of it
looks authentically antique,

it has been outfitted
with a myriad of secret doors,

secret panels and secret passages.

So there really are all these passages,

and we're going to actually see
one that's really cool.

Right now, follow me up here.

Come around this corner.

Stay close.

Although these look like closets,

a bookshelf area, films, it's actually...

This is definitely my favorite view
of the entire house.

It's beautiful.

This actually used to be a Jacuzzi,

so you can imagine
what it would be like at night

to, like, be sitting up here.
It's awesome.

There is a secret panel
that leads to the wine cellar.

Having things like this
to play hide-and-go-seek

were, like, the best.

Whew.

It was a hidden doorway,

which was kind of in the walls
that led into, like, the library.

And you would never
know it was there.

You have to know about it.

You walk down
this kind of spiral staircase.

And you walk down and you see, like,
bars, like you're in a jail or something.

The house was built in 1927,
the middle of the Prohibition,

where drinking was illegal.

So it was a place
where they hid the liquor.

In order to get in to that wine cellar,
you have to get the key.

And who's the only one with a key?

You would think the security guards
would have one. No.

It's in Hef's box,
right next to his phone.

"For HMH only or at HMH approval.

Do not enter into the Jonas system."

Trust me, I tried to get that key.

Man, I guarantee my dad is going to get
mad at me for being down here.

In all, the Mansion has 29 rooms,

several of which are used
as Playboy offices.

There is also a separate game house
and dozens of guest rooms.

But there is one room that is strictly
off limits to most of the people

who are lucky enough to pass through
the Mansion gates.

Unless, of course, you are
personally invited by Mr. Hefner himself.

The master bedroom.

Welcome to my bedroom.

It's my favorite room of the house.

It's where I do my best work and play.

I was a big fan of Universal monsters,

so you'll see a lot of Boris Karloff
and Bela Lugosi here;

Frankenstein, Dracula.

And the mantel is filled with things
from childhood.

And on the other side...

young man grown up.

On the chandelier, a lot of panties
left by very sweet young ladies.

But not only
does Hugh Hefner's bedroom

house a veritable treasure trove

of romantic and childhood fantasies,

it also boasts
an ornate carved wooden bed

that took nine craftsmen five years
to complete.

Mr. Hefner loved wood,

and obviously the world of Playboy
was important to him.

If you look at the carvings carefully,
you'll see part of his life.

In an English Tudor manor house,
historically,

they would have some kind of a great,
big military scene of conquering,

with swords
and horses and battlegrounds.

He had women.

The carving is obviously
related to nature and ladies.

Some of the girls were inspired
by former girlfriends.

Lot of memories here.

But perhaps the most fabled
and secret room in the Playboy Mansion

is the one some call the Elvis Suite.

According to some, the King spent
one wild night there in the early 1970s,

and it has been sealed ever since.

I don't know if I'm really at liberty
to talk about the Elvis Room.

Best I can tell you is that
we're kind of sworn to secrecy.

I can't tell you about the secret
Elvis Room, but it does exist.

It's a secret.

Mr. Hefner's been quoted as commenting
about the secret Elvis Room.

If he wants to tell anybody where it is,
that's entirely up to him.

There are secrets here at the Mansion

that I think sometimes
maybe should be kept as secrets.

I've heard it before, but I have
no idea what they're talking about.

Elvis was not in the building.

George Clooney.

Mick Jagger.

Elizabeth Taylor.

Leonardo DiCaprio.

For more than 40 years,
Hugh Hefner has opened his home

to some of the most prominent people
in the world.

A-list celebrities
and world-famous political figures

who come there to enjoy the hospitality
and the privacy

that only the Playboy Mansion
can provide.

We do have a wide variety of guests
that come here.

You'll have someone
like Jack Nicholson,

which you would expect
to be here at the Mansion,

but then you turn around and here
we have Reverend Jesse Jackson.

So you never know
who you're going to run into.

Back in the '80s,
it was open property 24 hours a day.

The places here, like the tennis court,
the gym, the grotto,

we still get a lot of our old-time
celebrity guests

that are allowed to use those.

But now, generally, you got to call ahead
and not just show up at the gate.

During the 1980s,

even Michael Jackson could be found
at the Mansion on movie night

or visiting the zoo.

He came up here to watch movies
because he wanted the privacy.

And I had to escort him
into the movie through the back way.

And then escort him out same way
before the lights came on.

Those closest to Jackson know
that the King of Pop even modeled

his Neverland Ranch
after Hef's Holmby Hills estate.

But very few know
about the night in the late 1970s

when Michael brought a very special
friend for an evening of fun

in the infamous Playboy grotto.

It was Tatum O'Neal
and they wound up in the grotto,

but in bathing suits.

It was his first date.

He actually talks about it
in his autobiography.

I don't think anything
naughty happened.

Faint traces of another
secret visitor can still be seen today

on a Matisse drawing
hanging near the Mansion's dining room.

If you look closely,
you will see a tiny repair,

where music legend John Lennon
snuffed out his cigarette.

He had a little too much to drink,

and he put a cigarette out
on the art on the wall,

and that upset one of my friends.

But it was during a troubled time

when Lennon was out here
on the West Coast, separated from Yoko,

and not in a very happy state.

I'd be kind of a little miffed
if someone messed up my artwork,

but it is John Lennon, and so now,

kind of like that piece
will forever be known as...

As for what he did.

John Belushi was here.

He used to go up on the staircase
and do his famous fall down the stairs.

To the delight of just about everybody
that was here.

No, no, keep playing.

I just wanted to see
if the whistle was working, that's all.

Bill Cosby would come in
if he had business in town.

In some cases,
this was like a little boutique hotel

where we catered
to exactly what everybody wanted.

The Playboy Mansion
has also housed several long-term guests.

Actors Tony Curtis and James Caan,

and writer Shel Silverstein
have all called the Mansion

their secret second home.

I do think there is a safe harbor aspect
to the Playboy Mansion.

But there was certainly a time,
particularly in the latter '70's,

when drug use was commonplace.

And some of my dear friends
got lost in that,

and during their recovery period,
this became a halfway house.

Of course, the celebrities come here
because it's a place

they can come to that's private.

And we try to keep their visits here,
you know, under wraps.

For Hugh Hefner's lucky guests,

nearly any wish can be fulfilled
at any hour of the day

or night.

= - Pantry. May I help you?

The Mansion's run like a hotel.
That's the best way to really describe it.

We have a butler staff.
We have a housekeeping staff.

All right, you got it.

If I was hungry any time of the day
or night, I could call zero,

and I could get whatever I wanted.

I could ask for freaking steak
and ice cream and freaking,

you know, chili cheese fries
all on one plate, and they'll do it.

It's amazing how fast
you can get used to it.

And then get spoiled.

If you want the crust
cut off your grilled cheese sandwich

at 4:00 in the morning, all you have
to do is press that little button.

And, you know, it's the kind of life
people dream about.

There's nothing too extravagant
for Hef or the girls.

Whatever they ask for,
we're going to make it.

Howdy, howdy, howdy.

My mother said, you know,
"It's surprisingly quite like a home."

I thought that was pretty funny
and, you know,

because, you know,
people live here.

I think that's a misconception.

People think, you know,
it's a 24-hour orgy and that it's dirty,

but it's a beautiful home.

Like everything else
in Hugh Hefner's life,

weeknights are equally regimented.

Monday night is Manly Night,
a time reserved for dinner

and laughs with Hef, his brother Keith
and their closest friends.

Gentlemen,
gentlemen, be of good cheer,

for they are out there
and we are in here.

Tuesday is Game Night,
usually with Hef's girlfriends

and visiting Playmates.

- Oh, what a sneaky play.
- I know!

A sneaky play on her part.

Wednesday is Card Night,

a tradition that goes back
to the Chicago days.

- Thirty eight.
- Thirty nine.

This is a fun game.

Thursdays
are usually reserved for family.

- Are you ready to go up to the room?
- I'm ready.

But it's the weekends

that perhaps most typify
the Mansion lifestyle.

Because every night
begins with a buffet dinner

and ends with a screening
of one of Hef's favorite films.

Here we are for House Bunny,

and you'll be among
the very first to see it.

Here we go.

Some say it's like being a part

of the best secret film club in town.

Hef is very rigid about movie times.

If the movie starts at six o'clock,

you'd better start getting to your seat
by five to 6:00

or the movie will start without you
and he will not be happy.

It's movie time.
Okay, boys, you're gone.

People think

that it's nonstop
naked women running around,

guys fornicating, everything bad
is going on at the Playboy Mansion.

The truth is, is that it's...

It's very quiet, very sedate.

Quiet?

Sedate?

Even strict?

Is it possible that the legends
of wild sexual parties

at the Playboy Mansion are a myth?

Not a chance.

Because among the many secrets
of the Playboy Mansion

are those involving the residence's
lavish theme parties.

Parties notorious
for inviting guests to wear

sleepwear, lingerie

or nothing at all.

On February 3, 2011,

700 people gathered
at the Playboy Mansion

for a fund-raising event.

Within 48 hours,

dozens of the attendees
began complaining of chills,

fevers and headaches.

But when Los Angeles health officials
diagnosed a few of the cases

as being a mild form
of Legionnaires' disease,

there were many who were quick
to point fingers at Hugh Hefner,

and what they claimed
were the polluted waters

of the Mansion's infamous grotto.

Although the cause was not found

to be in any way
related to the Mansion,

the rumors stuck.

Undoubtedly because the wild stories
of what goes on at Playboy parties

often have their basis in fact.

Anything goes at the Mansion.

Especially when it comes to parties.

If you want to take the lingerie off,

you want to show your body off,

you want to have a good time,
perfectly fine.

There's nothing wrong with it.

Believe it or not,

creating the guest list for Playboy's
sexy soirees takes a keen eye.

Guests aren't simply invited,
they're selected.

Cast with an eye for beauty and glamour,

just like a Hollywood movie.

The guest list is pretty strict.

You end up with a thousand people
at a party.

But it's very difficult to get invited
if you're a man.

It has to be a man
with some credentials.

And if you're a girl,
you have to send a picture in.

I sit with Hef and he decides
if the girl is okay or not okay,

or if the gentleman has the credentials.

Number 2A.

And he'll sit
and grade them, A, B, or C.

The As and Bs
automatically go on the next guest list.

The Playboy Mansion staff
handles all party logistics internally...

And we can always make
an announcement to the guests, too.

...and even caters the event on-site.

The big theme parties are seasonal.

There's Halloween.

My stupid son-in-law!

Three, two, one!

New Year's Eve.

Even Hef's birthday.

But the one
that really goes out with a bang

is the Fourth of July party.

That's because
the Playboy Mansion

is the only private residence
in Los Angeles

with a fireworks permit.

Though the Playboy Mansion
has become known as an oasis of hedonism,

the famous Midsummer Night's
Dream Party

began with a relatively
innocent concept.

Most people know about
the Midsummer Night's Dream Party.

That started with the idea
that Hef and I had

of just having a pajama party,

but it wasn't like pajamas at all.

In fact,
I wondered where the clothes were

that the girls were supposed
to be wearing.

We have beautiful women in lingerie.

We have men in silk robes.

There's nothing like it
anywhere else in the world.

We have painted ladies
for Midsummer Night's Dream.

I'll do 12 painted ladies
for a party.

It's standard fare now.

If the guests don't come
in lingerie, they're told,

"You're not in the proper attire."

You go home,
and it doesn't matter who they are,

even if it is a well-known celebrity.

See, the bad thing
about a pajama party

is you have to keep
everything in your socks.

When we were younger,

Marston and I would sneak over
to the parties.

We hopped over the fence and security
wouldn't know we were in the bushes.

Some of the best moments
were sneaking around

and, like,
throwing things at celebrities.

It was a blast, it was so fun.

From playmates and bunnies,

to painted ladies
and celebrity guests,

the Playboy Mansion plays host
to the world's most beautiful people.

The reality is that the Playboy mystique
has been transferred

to my own lifestyle
and life here at the Playboy Mansion.

This is the nerve center of my life.

And a wonderful life it is.

I wouldn't trade places
with anybody else on the planet.

I know just how lucky I am.

What is the real secret
of the Playboy Mansion?

Perhaps the biggest secret of all
is that this is the one place on Earth

where people's secrets
can and will remain hidden,

guarded behind iron gates
and lush green gardens.

It is a promise kept

by one of the world's
most private of public men.

And a dream that only a few of us
will ever share.