Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was just wondering who all those people were at the back door.

Well, my name is Jane Hudson.

They're for my sister Blanche.

Oh, really? Did she like it?

If Blanche would let us out of that clause what

If they find her, we'll have to run away.

She's unbalanced.

Who is this, please?

And tell me, what are these awful things I'm supposed to be doing to you?

MAN (On Tv): You wanna tell papa your troubles?

Now, Janey, that's enough.

Suppose there was a fire and she was locked in her room?

- I suppose you think I'm making this up. - I wouldn't know.

Just that nosy Mrs. Bates going on about your picture last night.

It's blinding me. I can't think of anything else.

All right, if you say so.

I'll be back tomorrow.

MAN 2: That's right.

If there are any calls, I'll take them downstairs.

Who are you trying to help, Blanche?!

- They made them for me. - Marvelous.

No, that's not why. You always stopped me from having friends, that's why.

Now, lovey, never you mind anyway.

Here's your $15.

You know, I was thinking...

"Oh, You're A Liar. You're Just A Liar. You Always Were!"

All right, all right, all right. Thank you.

There's too many people in this town with nothing to do but talk.

- When she was young. - I've seen those pictures she keeps.

You're really gonna like it.

I'll go get it for you.

There's a place up there that sells things.

With my money I should make a picture like that, huh?

Maybe it's been left off the hook downstairs.

(JANE PLAYING "I'VE WRITTEN A LETTER TO DADDY" ON PIANO)

Eat your lunch, it will get cold.

Then you mean...

None of your business. What were you ringing for?

C U NEXT TUESDAY

We're gonna be a great team, the two of us.

The reason for women who defend long beards.

Your "very sensitive girl" guzzled her way through six cases of Scotch...

(Buzzer Continues Sounding)

I wanted to run you down.

You bet I won’t forget

I don't quite understand.

Oh. Well, I'll drive you home then.

Oh, sure, she knows.

She's got more money than she knows what to do with. Hi.

Meanwhile, if you do hear from her, we'd appreciate you letting us know.

MAN: Hey, lady, where you taking those cones?

Well, you can't. She's asleep.

No. I gave her the day off.

You see, I'll just tell them I'm Mr. Flagg's secretary.

Can you give me a hint?

- Cream or lemon? - Cream.

But I was just hoping it wouldn't be necessary.

It’s still a pretty good picture

- There hasn't been a letter... - Yes, there has.

WOMAN 1 (On Screen): The agency sent you.

For Blanche Hudson.

No. No, it's nothing like that.

You'd like that, wouldn't you? You could tell him a whole lot of lies about me.

...tell my sister the contents...

Thank you, young man, that's gorgeous.

(Woman Screaming)

Did she tell you what her plans were, anything like that?

Do you remember what year you made that picture?

You'd been so cruel to me at the party.

And you never paid for this house.

Every time I think about something nice, you remind me of the bad things.

You weren't ugly then.

You promised you wouldn't ever talk about that again.

You see, the point is...

- How is it they didn't arrest her then? - They would've...

Saying, "I love you"

BATES: Oh, Miss Hudson!

All right then, I'll ask her about it when I see her again.

People would come and see us. Oh, I'd like that.

I don't think you actually mentioned the exact nature of...

"...of this note."

- That sounds fine. - I'll tell you what.

And the only one I ever see is that fat sister slouching around.

Now, you won't be back too late, will you, lovey, huh?