Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I told her to come back next week.

No. It's not that important, is it? Not like relationships between people.

What will we use?

Did you ever stop to think that...

The reason for women who defend lonnng beards.

Here comes the Super Chief!

But of course, Dehlia can't understand that.

It's believed Blanche Hudson, film great of the early '30s...

Do me a favor, Marty, will you? Talk to Blanche.

Good morning, Mr. Weber. I'm Miss Brent.

EDWIN: So now you know. - That's right. So now we know.

I don't get it, Marty.

...what her sister did for her. She told me that.

No, it wasn't. It was a love story.

You know what? You're just a neurotic.

All crowd around to see Baby Jane Hudson.

...Jane's contract won't be any problem.

...I'll pay you first thing Wednesday, a month in advance.

(Phone Ringing)

No, Jane, it really was.

I don't think she's feeling very well today.

Just when could you let me have some money?

What did you have in mind? A nice little place where they could look after me?

Yeah, let's see.

(Banging And Clanging)

I know it's 11:00. I'll be there when I get there.

"I've Written a Letter to Daddy."

I didn't bring you breakfast...

She must've thought they were advertisements.

- I see! - Well, it's true!

I watched you get out of the car.

What's the matter? You look like you've been in a fight.

I mean, maybe you were just too independent.

Well, that's what Julie told me.

Who'd you wanna call, Blanche?

Miss Rotten, Stinking Actress!

You didn't do it, Jane.

You've been spying on me.

It's a bit of a nuisance, but I had to put my car in for servicing.

I'll catch on. Watch me.

Isn't she great?

Oh, you're a liar. You're just a liar. You always were!

But I guess maybe it'll be too late.

- Didn't she call? - I don't think so.

I'm not trying to do anything. Honestly, Jane.

He's going to tell.

- You're gonna call? - Call who?

I guess she should know.

Blanche, you're not gonna sell this house.

- You promised me. - I know I did and I have the money.

I say, what a perfectly charming room.

Ah, poor thing.

I don't think anybody's ever gonna want that picture again.

- See you next Tuesday then. - Yeah.

BLANCHE: Let them in. - Oh, but what if...?

Yeah, we could get hold of that nice Dr. Shelby, couldn't we?

Who do you think you're kidding?

- Ernie. Get a load of this. ...was abducted by her sister...

Oh, I don't think it does her any real harm.

I'll see you Wednesday.

Eddie's going to tell!

...you must have the right atmosphere.

- I've got something else for you. - What?

I want to order some liquor. It's Jane Hudson.

You're gonna like your present.

- I remember when... - I try to explain to her...

You must listen.

She'll never forget those early years...

- Uh, Mom... - Uh-huh.

I see. Just a moment, please.

(In Normal Voice) Goodbye, doctor.

Isn't that how I was conceived?

...and a murderer as well.

Doesn't that give you some kind of responsibility?

My point is she ought to have sense enough to know...

I've written a letter to Daddy.

(Bird Squawking)

Let's see now. As I recall, your father took me to see it at the old Majestic.

- You mean there's more? - Yes, there is.