Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"Snow flurries expected this weekend in New Orleans."

Poor no-name slob.

- Time, darling. - What?

You don't have to worry. I've taken care of myself a long time.

I believe Youare up

I wouldn't ask you in, except the place is

As far as I'm concerned, he's the future president of nowhere.

You know the terrible thing, Fred, darling?

I don't think you're no fouer than anybody else.

I'm going to march you over the zoo and feed you to the yak...

The thing is, I have the most terrifying man downstairs.

I think it would be very smart.

- Oh, what are you doing? - Excuse me.

It's the prize in the Cracker Jack. You want it?

and, if necessary, the Board of Health!

As I understand it,

What is this place anyway?

She had good cause to run off from that house.

and suddenly thought of looking in the phone book. Anyway, I'm glad you came.

mousing after a piece of cheap Hollywood trash.

-Yeah. -Lucille, darling? 2-E.

Passed away July 4th, Independence Day, 1955.

Telephone ringing

Oh. The earplugs.

- Lot of what? - Class. Yes, she had a lot of class.

Hey, honey, your skirt's split here.

It could happen to anyone... Quite frequently does... Good night.

I need support. I don't think I can play this scene alone.

- You drink? - Yeah.

a sterling silver telephone dialer.

No. No, don't. Please.

Will you marry me? Bottle cork pops!

Got any whiskey upstairs?

Sally, darling, please stop. You're making me blush!

OK, you do that.

I don't think I've ever drunk champagne before breakfast before.

No, I'm going to buy you a present.

Miss Golightly,

See? I noticed him yesterday afternoon.

No. People don't belong to people.

So... Oh, honey, that is you.

Oh, that's marvelous! It really is.

to the new Mrs. Rusty Trawler... Me.

Do you think they really have the book itself, live?

# We're after, the same

We can only afford to spend... a limited amount.

Each one of these little drawers is stuffed with little cards and

- Answer the question. Is she or isn't she? - Is she or isn't she what?

Two in The New Yorker and one in that funny little magazine.

I'll be the new Mrs. Rusty Trawler.

So... This time next month,

I'll give you two.

It's a mistake you always made, Doc... trying to love a wild thing.

and New Yorks State Housing Commission,

that made me feel like Tiffany's, then...

- How do you figure that?

I don't have the right to give him one.

# There's such a lot of world

No. Just the guy upstairs.. complaining about the noise.

I guess it must have been the peanut butter that did it.

You sound like you're in a tunnel.

Of course they do.

Is it really only three weeks since I left you in Rome?

"and may God be with you."

JosÈ's in Washington for the night, so I thought I'd ask you over you might come!

That's why I got on a Greyhound bus to come to get her.

and running through a briar patch.

then these two nice boys came to pick me up.

who's in many ways a super-rat.

Well , all right, if that's the way you feel

Is that what you really think?

Please, Doc. Please understand.

I tried, It didn't do much good.

and had admired me '· la distance'.

-Come on, then . -Mr O'Shaughnessy?

I Believe You are Gay

- What do you drink? - Bourbon.

but I'm Mag Wildwood from Wildwood, Arkansas.

"so I hope you will find it in your heart not to condemn me."

if you like dark, handsome, rich-looking men with passionate natures and too many teeth.

Well, it's rather unusual, madam,

for the purpose of matrimony, of Mr. Rutherford...

That's...hill country.

Leaving from platform 5, through coach to Dallas...

- Aw, shut up! - Get in there!

Gee, honey, don't they feed you up here? You're so skinny.

He's a deeply sensitive person, a darling old man.

And I think we should have a little drink to that.

"Small-craft warnings,"