Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't quite understand.

(Woman Screaming)

You see, the point is...

Can you give me a hint?

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

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

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

Well, my name is Jane Hudson.

Do you remember what year you made that picture?

- They made them for me. - Marvelous.

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

Here's your $15.

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

No. I gave her the day off.

I'll go get it for you.

And you never paid for this house.

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

C U NEXT TUESDAY

No. No, it's nothing like that.

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

If Blanche would let us out of that clause what

The reason for women who defend long beards.

You know, I was thinking...

Saying, "I love you"

...tell my sister the contents...

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

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

She's unbalanced.

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

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

Then you mean...

(Buzzer Continues Sounding)

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

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

- Cream or lemon? - Cream.

For Blanche Hudson.

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

Who is this, please?

None of your business. What were you ringing for?

MAN 2: That's right.

There's a place up there that sells things.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now, lovey, never you mind anyway.

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

All right, if you say so.

I wanted to run you down.

BATES: Oh, Miss Hudson!

It’s still a pretty good picture

I'll be back tomorrow.

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

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

Oh, sure, she knows.

They're for my sister Blanche.

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

You weren't ugly then.

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

Oh, really? Did she like it?

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

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

Now, Janey, that's enough.

You're really gonna like it.

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

Thank you, young man, that's gorgeous.

Who are you trying to help, Blanche?!

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

Maybe it's been left off the hook downstairs.

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

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

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

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

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

"...of this note."

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

Eat your lunch, it will get cold.

You bet I won’t forget

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

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

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

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