Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

BOB: Well, you are officially now
like all you comedy writers.
He's, uh, the head of the family.
I respect whatever you decide.
[upbeat dramatic music]
A few grand to the bank,
call him Michael...
NANCY: You'll be my first.
what he's got in mind for "The Godfather."
[chuckles]
[chuckles] Thank you, Charlie.
What? Is he deaf?
CANDIDA: "The New York Times'" Dick Schaap,
and I'll bend over for him if it doesn't.
No, I hustled him.
He eats crap.
They fight.
How are you? Nice. Enjoying?
and I will give you total creative control.
DIRECTOR: Okay, let's get ready for picture.
in regards to a project for Robert Redford.
Well, it makes us look stupid.
The girl dies at the end? Who wants to see that?
[laughter]
Don't be scared. What did he say?
[chuckles] I mean, I'm a--
[jazz music]
- Right now? - Yeah.
You've read "The Godfather," right?
but at the end, they come back for each other.
Ice-blue, baby.
- Cheers. - BOB: Cheers.
well, I'm just gonna send everybody home,
[both chuckle]
♪
It's a land of opportunity,
Redford will never do this for a million five all-in.
Well, that's more than most people can say, no?
The florist fucked up.
He's probably just checking in to find out what's next.
MITCH: Hey, Ruddy!
A girl never reveals her secrets.
[upbeat music]
and you caught me on a good day.
Ruddy, just relax, okay? You're making me nervous.
[laughter]
Me too.
JOE: You're a capo
That's my pitch.
No, no, no, I told him if he doesn't pay me in six months,
You're in director jail.
Trust me.
Okay.
- What are you doing? - What?
Could've saved you the hassle.
[upbeat jazz music]
I thought this book was the one.
all on your own, buddy.
I won't wait forever.[line disconnects]
We like to pay homage to the movie whenever we can,
You're not even paying attention to it.
You think it's about the drug trade
The Blacks got the NAACP.
My mom used to take me every Saturday.
that's supposed to be a real fighetta,
We're gonna find our own "Great Escape."
Uh, Paramount, holding for Mr. Warner.
the way the commission chooses.
Joe, you have earned a seat at the table amongst us.
That was, like, three paragraphs.
He needs to lose weight.
BETTYE: I had a really lovely time.
that this script was worth it,
But the Don wants this son,
after the wedding, I mean, priceless.
Ask and you shall receive.[chuckles]
How'd you get on the lot?
- Oh, boy. - Mm-hmm.
You're Albert Ruddy.
[grunts]
How perfect is that?
This.
Huh, Paramount.
CHARLIE: [sighs]
should be shooting people, not singing!
If you don't string together some hits,
and a singer, world-famous, who's a disgusting pervert
Barry, did you-- did you read "Love Story"?