Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Blanche, you're not gonna sell this house.
- You mean there's more? - Yes, there is.
...you must have the right atmosphere.
I know it's 11:00. I'll be there when I get there.
I'll see you Wednesday.
...and a murderer as well.
Let's see now. As I recall, your father took me to see it at the old Majestic.
Oh, I don't think it does her any real harm.
I want to order some liquor. It's Jane Hudson.
EDWIN: So now you know. - That's right. So now we know.
No joke.
You're gonna like your present.
No, it wasn't. It was a love story.
(Banging And Clanging)
- You promised me. - I know I did and I have the money.
"I've Written a Letter to Daddy."
What's the matter? You look like you've been in a fight.
- See you next Tuesday then. - Yeah.
My point is she ought to have sense enough to know...
...Jane's contract won't be any problem.
Here comes the Super Chief!
I've written a letter to Daddy.
He hates me.
She must've thought they were advertisements.
I guess she should know.
You know what? You're just a neurotic.
- You're gonna call? - Call who?
I'm not trying to do anything. Honestly, Jane.
(Phone Ringing)
(Bird Squawking)
It's a bit of a nuisance, but I had to put my car in for servicing.
Doesn't that give you some kind of responsibility?
Did you ever stop to think that...
It's so sad.
No...
Oh, you're a liar. You're just a liar. You always were!
...I'll pay you first thing Wednesday, a month in advance.
Thank you.
(Sobbing)
Isn't she great?
Miss Rotten, Stinking Actress!
Isn't that how I was conceived?
I don't get it, Marty.
- Uh, Mom... - Uh-huh.
I watched you get out of the car.
Who'd you wanna call, Blanche?
But...
I don't think she's feeling very well today.
I'll catch on. Watch me.
All crowd around to see Baby Jane Hudson.
- Didn't she call? - I don't think so.
No, Jane, it really was.
Well...
But I guess maybe it'll be too late.
She'll never forget those early years...
Yeah, we could get hold of that nice Dr. Shelby, couldn't we?
Yes.
Oh.
Just when could you let me have some money?
I don't think anybody's ever gonna want that picture again.
I told her to come back next week.
- I see! - Well, it's true!
Yeah, let's see.
Ah, poor thing.
He's going to tell.
I see. Just a moment, please.
Eddie's going to tell!
- I remember when... - I try to explain to her...
- Ernie. Get a load of this. ...was abducted by her sister...
- I've got something else for you. - What?
Who do you think you're kidding?
Good morning, Mr. Weber. I'm Miss Brent.
It's believed Blanche Hudson, film great of the early '30s...
No. It's not that important, is it? Not like relationships between people.
Well, that's what Julie told me.
(Grunting)
Do me a favor, Marty, will you? Talk to Blanche.
Ha!
(In Normal Voice) Goodbye, doctor.
I didn't bring you breakfast...
But of course, Dehlia can't understand that.
...what her sister did for her. She told me that.
BLANCHE: Let them in. - Oh, but what if...?
You've been spying on me.
I mean, maybe you were just too independent.
You didn't do it, Jane.
What did you have in mind? A nice little place where they could look after me?
The reason for women who defend lonnng beards.
I say, what a perfectly charming room.
You must listen.
What will we use?