Even though we're expected to believe that the sixty-five year-old Crawford made the arduous trek down this treacherous cave, she seems tentative when it comes to walking upon (convenient) stone steps across the water and allows Griffin to help her navigate them.
Note that Miss Crawford seems to have a mini-troglodyte all her own attached to the back of her head. The hefty wind reveals her own strawberry blonde locks being blown forward while her attachment remains stiff and plastered into place!
Another test involves reaction to color. Trog is cool with blue and groovy with green, but goes bananas when Crawford pulls out a cardboard circle that's red!
After being reprimanded by Crawford for his destruction of the red circle, Trog shows surprising tenderness when he caresses Crawford's scarf, eventually taking it from her and putting it around his own thick, hairy neck!
Obviously reminded of the wobbly blonde doll he was once given to play with, he captures the little girl and heads back to his old underground abode.
In 1977 at the age of seventy-two (give or take - her birth year is in dispute even now!), Crawford passed away of a heart attack while simultaneously battling untreated pancreatic cancer. Having once remarked, "If you're going to be a star, you have to look like a star, and I never go out unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door," she receded from view once confronted with evidence that she may not look the part anymore.