Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know my old friend George over there?

[audience laughing]

You need anything? I'm gonna fill this real quick.

into the medieval plains of Iberia.

We got to dream beyond these pesky shells of flesh and bone.

I'm the animal? What is this shit?

But you never do.

[Thalberg] Jack Conrad has a good voice, is our biggest asset.

Jen, I'd always look your way.

...the call said "one..."

I don't have that... I don't have that money.

Here we have a pâté de campagne designed by Krümt with a Takagei bubble.

Found it! It's a pin in Ruth's ankle.

to the latest of the moving picture's magic tricks."

Um... [snaps fingers]

So we going again?

This is the only place left where you can have any fun these days.

Say one more word in Italian, and I will divorce you.

Nellie, cállate. You go to Mexico without me.

That sad man over there?

Oh, I like this. Isolate the shoulders. What do you think?

I'm figuring out how to get the money.

That was a butterfly.

♪ My girl's pussy ♪

I just want to see a motherfucking snake fight!

Do you hear that? [Nellie] For fuck's sake.

Girl on bar, look at Miss Moore.

I'm not mad anymore. Manny...

[crowd gasps, murmuring]

Can you believe this, Manny?

Holy shit! Is that a fucking elephant? Señor, señor, señor.

[guest 2] LaRoy's? [guest 1] Yeah.

I've known loss. I've known pain.

One day, you and me, we're gonna be on a movie set.

Motherfucker! Who opened the door?

I'm not here for drinks and fun, okay? I'm in your debt.

For the lighting.

Your time today is through,

But you can't hold back that one final tear!

Welcome to the asshole of Los Angeles.

You mean "really big horse"?

They can save your career. They don't like me!

Because Nellie felt lighter on her feet that time.

I knew Proust, you know.

I want a divorce.

Jack Conrad? Yeah, I'm working with him.

Why would Conrad send you here? God.

Everyone, run! Run!

I need big tears! Big! You got it? Okay, yeah.

Oh, shit! Go! God! [speaking Spanish]

You think it works? It's great.

and I'll do whatever you need.

[chuckles] Okay.

He did have a drinking problem.

Alright imma head out

[laughing] Yes! Whoo!

Eighty-two. That's right.

I just wanted to see if the phone worked."

The extras want to renegotiate their pay... you motherfucker!

You gotta go through the ballroom. Everyone will see her.

No! Stand... Stand... Stand back.

[bottle clatters]

[imitates rattling]

Yeah, okay. Bye.

Well, to be fair, George, you did just meet her a week ago.

I need a red one. Yeah, yeah.

[rattling continues] Whoo!

Incredible. Who are your influences?

It's you who gives me life. [snorts]

Yeah, I mean, Chaplin is hung for sure,

While it's raining. Yeah.

Who the fuck is this? I asked for the girl with the tits.

[elephant trumpets]

so they're pretty violent. [Otto] ...you fucking assholes!

Can we go? I'm gonna have a fucking heart attack in here.

[music stops] [grunting]

All right. Hey, Lloyd? Yeah.

[up-tempo jazz music playing]

Okay? So? What do you think?

And some pills, please?

[Jack] Moving up fast. Jack? I'm sorry.

[club host] And introducing tonight,

We need Spanish-language pictures. We're taking new directions.

[snorts, spits]

[laughing continues]

Not Manuel, okay? [assistant] Phone for you, sir!

[babbling] If I could just...

[grunts] Is that the last one?

[Manny] Gentlemen, here's the plan.

[tires screeching]

We're just looking. Thank you.

I'm in so much trouble and I really need your help.

Action. [squeaks]

Tell him you were asking after him.

Okay, I feel better.

Jesus, fuck! Cut!

[clears throat, inhales sharply]

[Elinor] Thank you.

Who sneezed? Who the fuck sneezed?

See you in Venice. See you in Prague. [Fay chuckles]

Porky thought it was lube.

the studio will shut the picture down

Can't drive an elephant without a permit.

It's not "Manuel," it's "Manny." Manny Torres.

The money in the bag is prop money?

A child born in 50 years

[sighs, chuckles]

[Jack] Progress comes in fits. [screams]

[radio announcer] It's celebration time for Jack Conrad.

[stammering] No, no, no, no, no!

[opera playing on phonograph]

I'm off to repair my marriage. I'll see you bastards in a month.

So, what I would suggest there would be to play subtext rather than...

Now laugh in embarrassment. [laughing]

Cannon! Cannon!

Come on, buddy, get your head out of there. Let's go get a drink.

Ha. That there is George Munn,

Tim. Tim, you're fired.

He shows up with a mime.

We have a serious fucking problem. What?

The car is not mine.

[car horns honking]

[guest 1] Oh, my God. Zero.

How do you do? [Jack] What's your excuse?

Thalberg. People go to movies not to listen to the noise.

He died a couple of years ago. I met him once.

I made that up.

Haven't seen you there in a while.

Back off! Back off!

For your entertainment this evening,

He's just made for the movies, isn't he?

[crowd clamoring]

Everyone will look at him. No one will look at her.

Um, well, we're... I work for Don Wallach,

[clock ticking]

[shouts] Who the fuck invited her?

The South is big money. That's half the revenue lost.

Just stand there and sing? Exactly.

[speaks Italian]

Up. Up. Up. Up. Up. Up.

The band looks mixed. What do you mean?

What I'm trying to say is Kinoscope can no longer employ you.

A fucking flop!

[upbeat jazz playing]

[crowd laughing]

If you keep playing flat, I'm gonna fucking headbutt you,

[fan 3] Nellie, please can I have your autograph?

so now they have to be my slaves for the night.

Jack. It's great to see you.

There's nothing you can do.