Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She may be a little shook up after that.
But I'm not saying anything funny.
Not a bad mount, Connie.
In August, no less.
- Good to meet you. - We've worked together
that wasn't I Love Lucy was about murder.
Hello, sweetheart.
And you, I remember your white little face.
The Only Good Indian Is a Dead Indian.
If you don't need me, I'll pick you up at wrap.
You do know kidnapping is a hanging offense.
- I'm sorry to disturb you. - Uh... Who are you?
So when this whole European journey is over,
the yellow cab dropped Rick and Cliff
- Yeah. - That's where you're going?
Steer clear of her.
Hey, she just took five fucking sleeping pills.
Can I see your tickets?
in new, large-scale fighting in South Vietnam.
So you used to make Westerns at the ranch
actually, it might be true.
the one detail I'm gonna fill you in on right now is this:
"Go fetch her and tell her
Next time you want to try that, fix your fucking muffler.
Oh, yeah.
Who's this shaggy asshole?
a blender of frozen margaritas.
Would...
I just I can't afford you anymore, Cliff.
by then, I'll know if I have a career or not,
he has four new movies under his belt,
When that last parlay doesn't hit
So, Johnny,
TONIGHT, MIKE AND PETE WILL HAVE A GOOD OL’ FASHIONED DRUNK
You're sitting there like a fucking baboon!
Ah, horseshit.
Open the curtains.
Pleasure's all mine.
Killed his wife and got away with it.
Yeah, you're talking books there, kid.
take a right and a left, and you see it right there.
That is drastically better.
Hurtling through the air
and nothing but an old man
- Yeah? - Yeah, sure.
so I can't say I really know how you feel.
I try.
- Jesus Christ. Are you serious? - Yeah, I'm fucking serious.
And, by the way, who chose this photo?
I have a double chin. All right?
Why, I just figured we would…
I got a flamethrower in my toolshed.
getting blind drunk together
that just yelled at me?
I'll let him know you came by.
Yeah, you got to come back.
I got my book.
and push back.
As President Nixon was flying to Europe,
after nine years together,
Welcome to Denmark.
Well, yes, I am. Thank you for asking that.
I gotta do Italian goddamn movies!
Get your shit together.
it'll be the end of an era for both of them.
is just an excuse so you dancers
What, carrying his load? Yeah, that's about right.
Fucking paisas motherfuckers
- Oh, I'm sorry. - Oh, that's all right.
Line? "Go... Go fetch her and tell her" what?
Just want her to play the fiddle.
wasn't too painful for you and the... And the missus.
- Oh, I'm gonna use it. - Put it all inside.
towards a new life and uncertain future,
I can't afford to hire a bunch of guys to smoke cigarettes
And I got a F.B.I. that-that airs this Sunday.
- to visit with us. - It's our pleasure, Allen.
What...?
And y'all take care of him?
I rode with the British cavalry in Indi...
Yeah. Yeah. I'm doing a pilot f-for CBS right now.
Oh, just the one sleeping in the back there.
It's the actor's job to avoid
Oh, they're having a premiere.
Good picture, yeah
a kinescope of a little treat featuring you.
I say fuck them.
Come on, now. Shit.
I unleash all my power.
- Rick. - Yeah?
- Oh, thank you. - I loved it.
- Hey, nice to meet you, huh? - Yeah.
What do you mean, like, trying to rob you?
I figured you said Shakespeare, so... Yeah.
Just who the fuck are you?
- Actors are phony. - Oh.
Well...
Once upon a time in Hollywwood
But he's seen us. He's awake. He's alert.
Yeah. Spahn Ranch.
- Janet! - What?
It's fascinating.
What the hell you looking at You little ginger hair motherfucker
We're real glad to have a pro like you
I, apparently, was on a list of four.
Hello?
With the new wife, I, uh...
And this is Rebekka, who does costumes.
- I wish you would. - How did a nice boy
Panzer divisions come in,
Well, I'll send one of my boys out to your ranch
- "Maybe he already has!" - All right, goddamn it!
Rick Dalton played Jake Cahill on a cowboy show
My booze don't need no buddy.
What the fuck is going on here?
Because he got it done.
She said she was the devil And she was here to do some devil shit
Oh!
- I'm getting it as a gift for my husband. - Mm.
FUCKING CHILENOS MOTHERFUCKERS
Go home, fix my antenna, do whatever. See you at wrap.
No, I'm a stuntman.
You know, my wife's fine.
No punching in the face.
Ha H a Ha Fuck You
Casa Vega on Ventura.
I haven't seen Berlin yet
But, please, don't hurt her this time.
wherever fine Red Apple tobacco products are sold.
Tex! Tex!
Screen Gems ain't gonna have nothing good to say about me.
Sounds like you had a hell of a night.
Why don't you go lie naked with that fine creature.
Deliver my message.
Well, you guys are going to be dynamite together.
Uh-oh. Here comes trouble.
Everyone don't need a stuntman.
Who are you? And who are you here to see?
And I say "actor," not "actress".
Fifty cents.
Well, I feel like fucking fighting
I turned to them after I was rejected
Mm. About midway.
One dollar.
I'm about to burst.
'cause I live there, that's what you mean?
with that wardrobe assistant,
Well, it's my pleasure, Mr. Schwartz.
Maybe I don't like the way
I try
F.B.I. and Bonanza. but George finds it hard