Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

SHOROFSKY: Shit!
- Where's the crew? - You're looking at him.
I celebrate the me yet to come
As usual.
- What? - Come here.
Listen, my name is François. François Lafete.
Some of the people that started here were David Brenner...
My feet entangled with briars Ready to cast me down
We're always provin'
I want Giselles and Coppélias coming out of my feet.
Do I fit in?
I glory in the glow of rebirth
Hot lunch, yeah
Oh, come closer, sweetheart. Oh, my, such embrace.
...and she doesn't know what else to do with me.
Well, you were the best actor in the school.
Trombones.
- We never see you anymore. - You see me plenty.
- Some people are too old for you. - He smiles at me.
...but it's not all I am.
I gotta go make people laugh, and you're talking about rage and pain.
Sometimes I wonder
Maybe they have a telephone.
Go next door to Mrs. Shime. Have her audition you.
Doesn't come, so now I'm getting mad.
She's with her husband.
Then I had to go back to the military academy.
Smile for me, Coco.
Sleep.
And in particular, pay close attention to the physical world.
- Who was your teacher? - Well, my father taught me.
And back.
I sing the body electric
- Sounds like a hooker. - Oh, Mama.
If you don't read, you're missing so much.
You're into ass, you mean. You don't have to go to high school for that.
You see...
I can't.
Ralph. Doris. Ralph, you have a whole speech here you haven't even done.
- You don't have to be somebody else. - You're bringing me down!
She's got a pretty little laugh. She still laughs, as a matter of fact.
- They saw me in that Senior Day show. - You're kidding?
Alvin Ailey?
And I'll look back on Venus I'll look back on Mars
Straight out of some chateau. She danced every night for hours.
- You had a bad night. That happens. - Not to me, it doesn't.
Fuck anchovies. I died out there, you're talking about fucking pizzas?
Great. Look, I'll do that. You just go and get the rest of the stuff, okay?
- This is garbage! - My pen broke.
It was more than incredible, it was fun.
A skinny, boring, nondescript, perfectly good person.
- You know, the movie? - Oh.
The minute that white line's laid down the street, you got somebody going:
Thank you.
- No. - Read!
You got to understand the Puerto Rican woman.
I mean...
Come back to New York as a star.
Look at the people. They don't know it's not ready.
It was no special shit.
- She's got a lousy choice in plays. - It's perfect.
Boy, let me tell you, you are the best thing in that show.
- Name? - Excuse me, miss.
- I'll look back on Mars - Look back on Mars
FINSECKER: Barbra Streisand didn't change her name.
I wouldn't mind that kind of stepmother.
Maybe I don't think people will like my stuff.
Out here on my own
- We'll keep in touch, I guess, huh? - Yeah.
We'll see you at Schwab's.
how you doing, how are you?
Stop your average boy on a South Bronx street...
Like, I used to wet my bed. There, that was painful. You can have that memory.
And French horns.
Who asked you to work my audition anyway?
- Don't touch the rotary pots. - What pots?
- Think of it as a concentration exercise. - Concentrate.
[SINGING]... valley I'm treading the road of care
[CHUCKLING]
- Oh, yeah? - They're looking for your type.
...little 5-year-old kids.
And he left you his tap shoes, right? Does he work for Pepsi-Cola too?
ALL: How's it go?
[CLAPPING]
Stars
Oh, those. You like them? They get me to class quicker, get more learning in.
BOY: When do we have lunch? SHOROFSKY: Lunch is at 11:30...
[BELL RINGS]
He's a...
This is no Mickey Mouse school. You won't get off easy because of talent.
- No, I'm talking about eating pizzas. - Oh, that's very funny. You're a howl.
I hate Ralph Garci, I really do.
He wrote the music. Today, 46th Street...
Help me need you
Use yourself. Your voice, your experiences.
JANET: Where will you go in the middle of nowhere?
God will punish you, Yuri Yajeyopeyonoff.
And I mean really hurt.
We have some special occasions tonight.
I should probably just call your agent.
Coco, you don't know what you're doing to my lens.
TEACHER: What are you going to do? - I was gonna sing.
- I don't have time. I told you. - You told me. You told me.
"I want to be an ex-junkie, man."
...they were looking at someone I put on. Like a costume.
- Sure as shit helps, baby. - Thank you. Next group, please. Hurry.
- Hospital? - Apparently.
Watch me.
"This is Rufus X with the news..."