Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How did you get in here? - I hid outside till the maid came in.
And who remembered it? Who was there on the dot at 12 midnight?
She isn't well. She's been crying all night and she's hysterical.
what I go after I want to go after.
Don't calm down.
- Are you sure you won't want it yourself? - Quite sure. I find it too seventeenish for me.
...she starts playing Hamlet's mother.
How fitting that it should pass from my hands to hers.
- Ever since that first night in here. - I told you what every actress should know.
- Show me a human and I might have. - Airlines have clocks, even if you don't.
The critics thought so. The audiences think so.
I hate men!
Which we are. Which we'll always be.
I'm the lowest form of celebrity.
Eve Evil, little Miss Evil.
...by minds more mature and talents far greater than mine.
Like...
Did you place a call from me to Bill for midnight California time?
Bill...
You're something with a French provincial office or a... a book full of clippings.
I believe I will.
Give Karen more wine.
Tell you what. We'll put Stanislavsky on his plane, then go somewhere and talk.
Among so many quiet qualities.
Being an actor, he will go on speaking for some time.
...your deep, close friendship.
"Please", and that's underlined...
Six nights a week for weeks of watching even Margo Channing enter and leave a theater.
- Same size? - Of course.
So does the history of the world for the past 20 years.
Max, you sly puss.
Lloyd never got around to asking...
No. No, no, not at all.
- 20! - 30 minutes, 40 minutes. What of it?
- I'd like anything Miss Channing played in. - Would you really? How sweet!
This is the dining hall of the Sarah Siddons Society.
...we could put Footsteps into production right away.
- She is a louse. - Never try to outguess Margo.
I find these wisecracks increasingly less funny.
I don't have to play parts I'm too old for...
Yes. Yes, it does.
I don't expect you to believe anything...
Miss Channing should be happy to hear that.
Now remember, as long as you live, never to laugh at me.
The world is full of love tonight. No woman is safe.
...and where she was and when and where she's going.
I'd do much more for a part that good.
You have a point...
- It's only a fur coat. - What do you expect? Live sable?
You told me that whatever I became, it would be because of you.
Peace and quiet is for libraries.
But due to some uncontrollable drive, you permit the slightest action of a kid...
Bill's welcome-home birthday party... a night to go down in history.
...if you'd like.
Come on, get up. I'll buy you a drink.
They're juvenile delinquents. They're nobody's audience.
The theater! The theater!
This is Lloyd Richards. Where is Eve? Let me talk to her.
Your genius for making a bar-room brawl out of a perfectly innocent misunderstanding.
It seems Miss Harrington left her award in the taxi cab. Will you give it to her?
Also a contempt for humanity, an inability to love and be loved.
...to attend an understudy's performance, about which the management knew nothing...
And then a childish routine about not knowing Eve was her understudy.
You've done your share, Eve. You've worked wonders with Margo. Good night.
- Sable? Did she say sable or Gable? - Either one.
We know you too well.
- It's important that we talk, killer to killer. - Champion to champion.
And never before has this award gone to anyone younger than its recipient tonight.
Being a woman.
- When are you coming back? - I leave in a week.
Just like that.
I couldn't get into the girdle in two and a half hours!
As it happens, there are particular aspects of my life...
Like a nylon lemon peel.
...can't be just someone.
Like waves of love coming over the footlights and wrapping you up.
...her love, her deep and abiding love for us...
Please say what you have to say, plainly and distinctly, and then let me take my nap.
- I get a party, don't I? - Of course. Birthday and coming home.
But not me. My big idea came to me just sitting on a couch.
Throw that dreary letter away. It bores me.
Shucks! And I sent my autograph book to the cleaners.
...so that the world can applaud a light which flashes on top of it.
- Who's left out there? - Too many.
Don't run away, Bill.
Tell me, was... Bill swept away too?
The one that came from Washington.
...with those backward children you've played tricks on?
Bill's 32. He looks 32.
To thousands of people you're as young as you want.
...before people forgot what happened and trusted you again?
Who read with Miss Caswell?
The four of us here together - it's Eve fault. I forgive her.
Do you know why I forgive Eve? She left good behind.
"Couldn't go on"? You'll give the performance of your life.
The caterer forgot them. The varnish wasn't dry or something.
- You know of her interest in the theater? - We have that in common.
How about calling it a night?
I've seen you so often. It took every bit of courage I could raise.
- What of it? - True, your parents were poor, and still are.
...of other newspapers happened to be present.
...and I've been honored to be, for 40 years...
- I've heard of them. - Ours was one of the first - Erasmus Hall.
- Nothing in the world will make me say that. - Addison wants me to play it.
Why do they always look like unhappy rabbits?
But not this time.
There should be a new word for happiness.
Well...
This is my house, not a theater. In my house you're a guest, not a director.
...and gives a performance out of nowhere! - You've been all through that with Lloyd.
I told her you wanted Margo to play the part and I would want your approval.
Ah! Feeling better, my dear?
- Thank you. - Nothing.
It has been spared the sensational publicity...
I found a job, and his insurance helped.
...because I will not permit it.
Mademoiselle, je vous remercie pour I'invitation.
I said this would be a night to remember, that it would bring me all I ever wanted.
- Not that Lloyd and I are gonna be married. - I see.
To know how loyal her friends are...
I might.
You rest. I'll get it.
- Mrs. Richards? - Karen.
I'll never forget this night as long as I live.
Everything is beer.
I saw Mr. Richards with her a couple of times. I thought, they being such good friends...
- Right here, just a minute ago. - That's nice.
But I do know the part so well, and every bit of the staging...
When they feel unwanted or insecure or...
- I'm not worried about you. - Keep the thought.
- Call? What call? - Is this Templeton 89970? Miss Channing?
Rex the Wild Horse, Eleonora Duse - all theater.
There you are, Maxie dear.
40! Four-0.
That suddenly makes the whole thing believable.
- What about Bill? - What about Bill?