Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You inspire me. I shall write some lyrics for you.
House lights down, please, Mr Totten.
<i>♪ Faintly the old music box plays</i>
- Why, I was offered $20 for mine. - What?
but singing without feeling cannot.
Now. That's it.
A battle is raging. Volleys of arrows pierce the air.
Well, from the start, Florence felt that my health was paramount.
- You took the money, though, I notice. - Listen! They're hoodlums.
She has seizures from time to time, when she has overexerted herself.
- I'm a silly woman. - No.
- Uh-huh? - I've booked the hall.
I can hear you in there.
not mockers and scoffers like you and your artistic friends.
I have never seen such a pathetic,
So I implore you to continue to support the musical life of this city.
<i>♪ Figlia mia non è</i>
- In a minute. - Oh.
Bravo!
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Now, <i>schnell, schnell</i>. Go on, quickly. You're a very naughty Valkyrie.
- Oh, Whitey. - Bunny.
Oh! Oh, my God!
When Mr Bayfield is away playing golf, the days can seem awfully long.
- Cheer! Cheer! Bravo! - Yeah, come on.
My darling, it's me. It's me.
Never again, Mr McMoon. You understand?
Carlo!
<i>♪ Oh how funny! Ah, ha, ha!</i>
<i>♪ Faint melodies bring back old days</i>
Thank you, Mr Zeigler! Thank you!
- Excuse me. - Thank you.
Let me just take your bags, madam.
Hey, guys, you're not gonna believe this. You gotta hear this.
A-ha. Thank you.
<i>on the NBC Radio Network.</i>
Now, we are ten minutes away from going on stage.
Let's straighten you up. Five minutes, please, Mr Totten.
When did you contract the disease?
"President and founder, Florence Foster Jenkins",
Bravo, Bunny. Bravo! Bravissima!
No, you don't need to do that, Madam Florence.
<i>- ♪ When I have sung my songs</i> - Listen...
I've brought you our recording.
Here we are! Oh!
He's raping my ears. Make him stop, make him stop.
Watch where you're going , ya fool !
Cigarette?
- Where's Florence? - She's gone to powder her nose.
Seeing as we're talking in a familiar fashion,
I'm here. Can you hear me?
It's Cole Porter. And Tallulah Bankhead.
Do show him in, Kitty, please.
Yeah.
- What if he's dead? - He has never been late.
will be both shocking and terrifying.
Bloody, bawdy villain!
Alright.
We're greatly honoured. I hope you enjoy the evening.
She abhors all pointed objects,
<i>♪ No lady's maid could be full of so much grace, you see</i>
- I'm so nervous, Whitey. - Oh, don't be.
E for elegance. Four dollars if I may.
she's paying you well and she knows, well, she knows everyone.
Shh, shh. Shh, shh.
Sing, Bunny, sing!
Speak to me, Bunny. Please.
Of course, of course, of course.
Oh, is he now, Bunny?
Yes.
Has the impending potato-salad catastrophe been averted?
<i>♪ Your blunder almost takes the cake</i>
while human vermin laughs at my wife?
<i>♪ Ha, ha</i>
<i>♪ My speech so disarming</i>
I'll speak to Dr Hertz and let him know.
Right.
But this place is just... it's so big, you know.
Will you play for your friend?
I love you, my bunny.
Oh! That's kind of you, Mr Bayfield.
<i>♪ You amuse me! Ah, ha, ha!</i>
Darling. Augustus is here.
You'll never be more ready.
- Goodnight, Mr Bayfield. - Goodnight.
<i>♪ Dans les grands mimosas</i>
- That little McMoon. - I'm so very sorry. Just one moment.
There you go.
America's greatest popular songwriter, Stephen Foster,
Oh.
- Did you enjoy the class? - Very much so.
Well, then, I shall find a copy.
To hold nearly 3,000 people in the cup of your hand.
Well, uh, I thought I was being hired to accompany Madam Florence's lessons.
with the intensity it deserved,
has run out of ideas.