Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

can't get unanimous support from his own studio?
- Wouldn't you think? - Uh, the road, Tommy.
- Or shall I call you Herman? - No. Please, call me Mank.
Not really.
I was only 16 when I was cast in Stop! Look! Listen!
George is fine, kid.
I don't know who thought of it, but it keeps a lot of us off the streets.
I'm on my way.
Perfect place to dry out.
- At what? - Changing my mind.
What's so funny?
Maybe the informed of California were late leaving work.
Yet you can't convince starving voters that a turncoat socialist
- And I intend to protect it. - Poor old woman.
you'd be that keenly interested in the honoring of words.
What do you think?
I would. Do you sing?
I hate to tell you, anyone who can rub three words together
A form of creative vivisection.
You do that.
Nobody could ever tell you what to do.
And tonight, we're celebrating our great friend's birthday
Well, I'm voting for Frank Merriam because I wanna keep our way of life.
God bless William Randolph Hearst.
- Sara said you wanted this number. - Just to hear your voice.
Got a taxi from Morro Bay.
It's for you.
It is not for us to say why he was taken from us so unexpectedly.
Hold still.
- Ooh, tails! That's it! - God damn it!
People think MGM stands for Mig Glack Menis it actually stands for mildo gor mou
Hmm. A weeping priest?
"It's what God might've built had he had the money."
Now, along comes nemesis.
- Any rest? - Haven't seen a sunrise yet.
Knock it off!
Quite handsome.
Where were we?
I don't know. I'm so worried.
- Hello. - Mank, it's Shelly.
and this little home may not be much, but it's all I have left.
It's the best thing I've ever written.
- Isn't bribery a crime? - That's what Sinclair said.
That oughta count for something.
We want W.C. Fields.
Mank.
"Junior writers only paid $750 a week."
So what do we do?
- Yes? Hello? - They're getting him.
It's Herman Mankiewicz. Where is he?
And that, my friends, is a sin and an error.
If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.
Since when don't Paramount use writers by the truckload?
Uh, caring for clan Mankiewicz.
Guilty.
will not allow his films to be shown in the Fatherland.
That bush in the front yard,
Why do you put up with me, Schnutz?
Anybody seen anything good lately?
Come on.
Mr. Mankiewicz, please don't ask us to help you in this sad deception.
Goodbye.
- What a great night. Great result. - I'll drink to that.
…um, uh, discarded pages scattered at his feet.
went to convent school.
Remind me never again to work with a washed-up alcoholic!
Imagine a mad scientist,
"There are meters of accent and meters of tone,
Yep. Yes, I know the clock…
- I am. - Who would you vote for?
he's naturally overwhelmed by the enormous world around him.
I'd tell him you said that, only he'd think you were brownnosing.
But now, there are things about us together…
Let me take off these clothes.
My boy, there are three work rules at this studio.
- Marion might be interested. - Well, you're gonna have to hurry.
"Truth has nothing to fear from error where reason is left free to combat it."
I am as your servant Moses, though I won't work half as cheap.
This time, banjo-eyed son of a bitch, let it hit the floor.
she said, "Kick a little higher."
The story is so scattered, I'm afraid one will need a road map.
Haven't been since we got here.
Seventy-six pages.
You could always produce.
you'd be ashamed of yourself.
And whatever you decide,
I thought you'd wanna know there's a rumor in town
You want I should make a picture about a prostitute?
Well, we see a different kind of Paramount picture.
Assisted by his faithful Sancho,
And he left his impeccable taste, his incredible attention to detail,
Well, well.
You know what we call those people?
I am asking everyone in the MGM family to take a painful step.
It's not the work. That's everything we hoped it would be.
- From the original Latin. - Don't patronize me.
Here, here, and here.
Either you demonstrate you can handle this,
Nicht wahr?
- Hello. - Mank?
No!
who has forgotten all she ever learned about the Battle of Hastings?
What I wanna know is what you think of it.
Do ît, you fucking junk de aler! I'II stiII bè the better mañ!
- Who's hiring? - MGM.
What's wrong?
What's a concentration camp?
Well, there's clean, and there's clean.
Speaking of socialists, how about Upton Sinclair's book?
Ideals that any dirt-poor,