Oh, dear darling Miss Bacall. Just whistle!

You are the greatest most glamorous star left standing. Many more happy birthdays. 

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Betty Bacall is one of the great all-time broads. Savvy, stylish, sophisticated, bawdy, witty, irreverent, opinionated and sexy. I wish her the happiest birthday and that she would live forever.

I’ll never forget you in "To Have and Have Not." All of us teenagers wanted to look like you. Have a happy birthday today and many more to come.

To Betty Bacall — who I am proud to call a friend — on her birthday: I love you for your courage and even for your bark which rarely bites. I admire your embrace of high standards and your wickedly funny wit. Your talent, of course. To this day, when you walk into a room men of all ages and women, too, pause in the face of real old-fashioned, honest-to-goodness glamour. But best is your kindness, your generous heart and, of course, the fact that you can whistle. Happy Birthday!

Dear Betty,
You never call anymore. But — Happy Birthday anyway!