Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I didn't forget your breakfast.

Jane! Jane, please!

...and he'd like to know if he could have an appointment.

And he bought it for me.

...if anything happened to me, I mean, anything bad...

Oh, I, uh, wanted to tell you something's wrong with the telephone.

Well, there are a lot of people who remember me, lots of them.

You haven't heard the worst of it yet.

It's a genuine Baby Jane doll.

Hey, she just bought that tremendous place Valentino used to have.

You are disgusting.

But I don't understand. Where'd they come from?

Of course, I don't quite remember...

Well, that all happened a very long time ago, dear.

You could've been better than all of them.

Don't worry, you'll be paid for today. I'll send you a check.

The fine woman you've chosen to run around with turns out to be broke...

And answer back and sass.

After all, we do pay our bills, don't we?

Oh really? Did she like it?

I think I understand her.

I was watching.

I crippled myself.

Don't you understand?

I don't care. We'll go to the beach.

Sorry to break in on this fine old Blanche Hudson movie, folks.

There's no time.

Yes, what flavor?

BLANCHE: You must come. I need you here.

Well, I hope she likes the flowers.

But some of those investments aren't paying much.

I won't have you speak to me like that.

...but I'm still in this chair.

Now what do you think you'll do?

I know, but Jane has gone to another doctor.

My God, Miss Blanche.

- And you certainly can sing. - Oh, thank you.

You might not think it to look at her, but she's my mother.

You want to check the copy?

I'm Jane Hudson.

The police are looking for Elvira.

No, I don't know, and I'm not going to!

Oh, yes. It was that comedy directed by Lloyd, wasn't it?

You wouldn't even have pocket money.

What are you planning to do with me when you've sold the house?

Somebody you love?

That Jane Hudson makes me so mad, I could kill her!

No, but that's impossible.

It's just that I have to be sure I'm doing the right thing for her.

- What are these? - I guess it's what you'd call fan mail.

We're sisters, Elvira.

You reckon you'll ever find that Baby Jane...

He's been dead quite a long time now.

...that's what I'm trying to tell you.

...of your own Baby Jane Hudson.

Oh Rrally? Did she like it?

It's all right, Miss Blanche.

How about 4 this afternoon?

I made you go open the gates.

Yeah, this is Jane Hudson.

I don't think my mother ever really appreciated...

Leave me alone. I need an ice cream!

It doesn't make a bit of difference whose it is.

- I've got mine for this year. - Ha, ha.

- Did you read them? - No.

Of course, he was more in the classical tradition as an actor.

EDWIN: That doesn't prove anything.

But why would she do a thing like this?

MAN (On Tv): You go to bed.

BLANCHE: Please, help me.