Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

she's a showgirl, beneath his social stratum,
And honestly.
Believe what you want, but say, you think you could spare…
She's very pretty.
they pass a plate once the suckers are inside.
One, don't roll your eyes. Two, try not to fall asleep.
In recognition of the outstanding work you've done so far,
- Thank you, Mr. Hearst. - Norma.
It's not from her husband.
Sounds great.
It's a lot to deal with, a loss like that.
Do you have to think about that?
I don't know that writer.
What happened?
Well, what's at stake here?
They both want something for nothing.
Yes. Hang on. He's right here.
My movie star looks or my diplomat's charm?
I'm sorry. Instinct!
It's amazing what $10 million against him bought.
You're right, of course.
Ah… summer.
- I've never not been fired. - I don't get fired.
Especially now that Republicans seem bent on running Frank Merriam again.
You know better than anyone, not all characters are headliners.
Well, it's selling like crazy.
And you won't go to the press, because in California, that means Hearst.
What I wouldn't give to see that in a tight sweater.
He took the script?
So, the fat's only starting to hit the fire.
You may be, Mr. Barrymore,
I understand plenty. I'll take that bet.
It's her as they imagine her, but it's him as you knew him.
And I was completely mistaken.
- My sympathy and prayers. - I beg your pardon?
Mank, can I talk to you?
we all know, is blind.
How's it gonna look if the GOP chairman himself
- I'm going to see my aunt. - Oh, that sounds like fun.
What's bothering you, then?
Do you want him to?
They gave me a chance to direct.
Come on, Mank. We need guys like you to keep people like Mayer honest.
you were always his favorite dinner partner.
I'll show you those horses we talked about.
We see through trees as an aide pushes this old man in a wheelchair
If she continues to cooperate in this cheap ruse,
He wants to turn private enterprise over to the state.
…and Orson Welles for Citizen Kane.
I need prosperity.
So even our preeminent dream factory…
Busker reveling in sleight of hand.
screaming anti-Semitic slogans.
a poor but somewhat talented magazine writer,
Oh, little that, lesser Joe Conrad.
- Did you know the man? - Maybe.
Herman Mankiewicz, New York playwright and drama critic?
Oh.
You're nothin' but a court jester.
Disillusioned in Congress,
I do have a message. You may tell him from me…
He left here very upset, and he's got a pistol with him.
But he loved moving pictures more than he loved anything.
I'm so sorry.
I hope, if this gets made,
It's good, Mank. Damn good.
Could you effete political snobs please shut up and play?
Mank, Mank.
back from Irving's long convalescence in Europe.
He never pays for anything.
- Hello. - Mank!
- You've never seen it? - No, but George Bernard Shaw was right.
We're with you, L.B.
It was never meant to be you.
a sequel.
My Latin grades were better than yours.
Well…
Congratulations, Irving.
I'd refer you, for that, to the power of prayer.
Didn't have to.
Put aside gratitude, Mank.
On that, you have the sacred word of L.B. Mayer.
Mank.
from those who fear his worst side, but...
Give me a sign, oh, Lord.
And the triumph of the human spirit
or Mary Pickford a virgin at 40.
Like a workforce for free?
A snapshot from the Mankiewicz family album?
which had long since ceased to listen to him…"
Why the wine and dine, Marion?
The one thing you never ever talk about is Upton Sinclair.
win the presidency and bring about, get this…
Half, and only in the interim.
You're not writing an opera.
Our Quixote looks into the mirror of his youth
Overturn their creaky wagon…
This isn't Gower Gulch.
My deadline is two weeks away and I intend...
Sinclair's run twice before and got, what, 2% of the vote?
She made sure her daughters learned to sing and dance.
- Ah. - Mank!
Wait a minute. What?
Hey, Charlie.
- When was that? - Over the weekend.
I've finished my test for Heart of Darkness.
Narrator,
There's enough Seconal in those bottles to bring down a bull elephant in heat.
Walter Winchell says Sinclair may run for governor next election.
Shell, is that you?
Rejected, he flees to lotusland,
take care of each other in tough ones.
great, i'm in need of fellatio
people think LL stands for luan loud
You hocked your jewels?
- Do you want me to get... - No, no.
Guess who phoned with an offer to buy out RKO's investment
and his royal habit of s'amus-ing himself
- It's sort of a sore subject. - Really?
My fault.
They cleaned out the Washington and Culver gates like a dose of Ex-Lax.
Exactly what he would say.
- Ah, a poem with a message. - That's just the first verse.
Without a net.
You really will bet on anything.
It's not as unpleasant as you might imagine.