Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where's your little mustache and your hat and your cane?

And how about that Rock Hudson, isn't he handsome?

I've got pig's knuckles on the stones.

You know, working on that stage right now is one of the biggest names in the business.

Well, that's what I mean.

Dogged if I want to be eating lunch when he takes them off.

Well, my nephew would like to be a producer.

I was afraid he'd turn a mean.

Watch your lip.

I can cook riddles for who gives a... That's a spirit.

They're shooting in there.

All right, quiet on the set.

Mr. Drysdale will talk to you when he comes back.

What do you send for possum shanks and pickled krill a day?

I'll call the head of the studio, Mr. Lawrence Chapman.

Howdy, Mr. Hudson!

Rock Hudson and Doris Day.

I say, old boy, did you find me a young pretty girl for the midnight strangulation scene?

Boy, I can't wait to commence being a movie producer.

He's got his aggressive oar and a big star.

Mr. Drysdale says he got trains that runs underground.

Bum-ba-bum-ba-bum-bum.

If they're getting together after all that time, maybe they'd want to be alone.

Ellie can handle him.

Thank you, Mr. Hudson!

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Mr. Traver knows about that, huh?

If he looks like that coming out, I hope I never see him going in.

They're on their way over?

Oh, darling, you need to conserve your strength.

Come on, Ellie Mae.

Well, pleased to meet you, Mr. Hudson.

Sir Trevor Gielgud Burton Guinness.