Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- There are other plays. - Not with you in them. Not by Mr. Richards.
I didn't know Eve was your understudy until this afternoon.
We're never deeply angry. We just get mad the way you do.
Not here and now with my hair down.
Dear AI ...
We have a great deal in common, it seems to me.
It may not be your theater, but it's theater for somebody, somewhere.
The so-called art of acting is not one for which I have a particularly high regard.
Like you was a play, or a book, or a set of blueprints.
What a day! What a heavenly day!
I'm sure you underestimate yourself. You always do.
Mm-hm!
And then, one night, Margo Channing came to play in Remembrance...
She's just outside the door.
I had to help out.
That's my job. See you at teatime.
Did she tell you about the theater and what it meant?
Then it comes up again and everything's fine.
Listen, Junior, and learn.
- What is it? - Miss Channing's affairs are in good shape...
- I love you. - I'll check with Eve.
Spoken like an author.
Claudia, come here.
to belong to us.
I've listened backstage to people applaud.
Don't you think it's about time it became important?
- How about you, Max? - How about me what?
It's a new Margo, but she's just as late as the old one.
- Where's Miss Caswell? Oh, hello, Eve. - Hello, Miss Channing.
...have made this, the happiest night of my life, possible.
Full of those Bill Sampson touches.
I am a critic and commentator.
Well, if I didn't come to see the play, I wouldn't have anywhere else to go.
That's me. An old kazoo with some sparklers.
Somebody's got to be very witty about a toast.
...snatching critics out of bars, steam rooms and museums or wherever they hole up.
You're not funny. Actors would cost less! How about the food?
Work done the hard way - by sweat, application and craftsmanship.
And it was a night to remember, that night.
Hello?
- Have you really seen every performance? - Yes.
- Play it again. - But that was the fourth straight time.
But I let it go. Screaming and calling names is one thing...
...as far as it affected Eve, that is.
...become firmly rooted about my ears, is lifted to Miss Harrington."
Somebody's got to be very witty about a toast.
...without wit, with all my heart.
Tomorrow morning, you will have won your beachhead on the shores of immortality.
Maybe somebody's name is Butler.
My heart is here in the theater...
...assure the public that actors and actresses are just plain folks...
...but it's important that I speak with you."
- How much time have we got? - Roughly ten minutes.
I am essential to the theater.
Groom, may I have a wedding present?
- I thought you'd forgotten about me. - Not at all.
- How's the new one coming? - The play? Oh, all right, I guess.
Well, say something. Anything!
...I'd just as soon it was me.
Well, I don't want to play Cora.
Poor little flower. Dropped her petals and folded her tent.
You were about to tell me about Eve.
Miss Channing, I can't tell you how glad I am that you arrived so late.
...this would happen between two adult people.
In this case, as trustworthy as the world almanac!
A revolutionary approach to the theater.
So much better theater, too.
All this hysteria because of an impulsive excited kid...
I'm sure that's flattering. There's nothing wrong with it.
I'm not even enough for a paragraph.
Honeychild had a point. Lloyd, honey, be a playwright with guts.
If I'd known... Some other time. Looking like this!
Come in, Eve.
Now, really. That's kids' stuff.
Coincidence.
I can get a fresh one... Karen, you're a Gibson girl.
What is there for me to say?
I have no other world, no other life.
You'd be a man of leisure, Maxie.
- Don't be dense. The party. - I ain't dense. He's been here for 20 minutes.
So you've pointed out so often!
- Easy now. - Relax, kid, it's just me and my big mouth.
- But if I may make a suggestion... - Please do.
They're gonna play it offstage.
- Where did you get all that information? - Eve.
From me, from Lloyd, from Eve, Bill, Max and so on.
I trust the setting was properly romantic.
Stop thinking of yourself as one of the hundred neediest cases.
It seems a lifetime ago.
Arrives here for an audition when everyone knows I will be here...
Lloyd. I never have any.
As if my mind was outside of my body and couldn't control what I did or said.
You know nothing about feelings, natural or unnatural.
One has a great many wealthy friends who will risk a tax-deductible loss.
Oh, now, Bill. You know how much I do, but over a phone...
- You sat and talked until it was light? - We sat and talked, Addison.
Thank you, Eve. I'd like a martini, very dry.
Max has gone to a lot of trouble. This is going to be an elaborate party and it's for you.
...is their complete lack of resemblance to normal human beings.
- Carefully hidden, no doubt. - Don't get carried away.
I don't suppose there's a drink left?
He never went home.
- Well, what happened? - Nothing much. She apologized.
- One would think only death could keep her... - Addison...
How I walk, talk, think, act, sleep!
...by the bar-room, Benzedrine standards of this megalomaniac society, I won't have it!
- Why not? - Because I don't want to.
Who is it? What's it all about?
Couldn't go on with the play or anything else until I promised to marry him.
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If my guests do not like it here, I suggest they accompany you to the nursery...
You disapprove of me when I'm like this, don't you?
Max is paying for it. He and Lloyd had a terrific row, but Lloyd insisted.
See ya.
I'm sure you must have things to do in the bathroom, Birdie, dear.
That's all television is, my dear. Nothing but auditions.