Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sweetheart, maybe what you need is another agent.
Later on, just for comedy relief,
Maybe I could get away with it, get away from Norma.
- I'm bringing Norma Desmond. - Norma who?
So I kept it across the street behind Rudy's shoeshine parlour.
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Well, thank you very much, thank you.
Hey, Joe!
- Fake the rest. - Can I stick around a while?
- I'd no idea how much I missed it. - We've missed you, too.
And look at this.
and must you chew gum
that Miss Havisham in her rotting wedding dress and her torn veil,
And I found out a few other things about him.
- He says it's very important. - Certainly it is.
defying me not to like what I read,
Joe!
In here.
She'd sit very close to me, and she'd smell of tuberoses.
- They'll love it in Pomona. - They'll love it everyplace.
- It's a little more expensive. - The camel's hair will do.
Only I seemed to have lost my touch.
Read the scene just before she has him killed.
And that bed like a gilded rowboat.
I hope you realise scripts don't sell on astrologers' charts.
- I need money now. - Can't you wait until I'm dummy?
Cut away from me?
You're not properly dressed for the occasion.
You all know Joe Gillis, the famous screenwriter, uranium smuggler,
- But this is half sold. - In fact, I've given up writing.
The company's played ball long enough, you're three payments behind.
Or are you spying in your off hours?
I needed about $290 and I needed it real quick, or l'd lose my car.
- It's really more fun. - Three cheers for Betty Schaefer.
If you don't remember the face, you've heard the name. Norma Desmond?
- It's padding, don't be fooled. - Here.
- Where are your evening clothes? - This way, madam.
May I suggest, if we're ever to finish this story, stay at least two feet away.
- Good. - You'd better get to bed yourself.
Maybe because I used to play here when I was a kid.
He has to finish this picture first. Mine will be next.
I was thinking about that girl of Artie's, that Miss Schaefer.
Then I talked to a couple of yes-men at Metro. To me, they said no.
and those wonderful people out there in the dark.
So they were turning after all, those cameras.
and Technicolor to photograph the swollen tongue.
Down below they're waiting for the princess.
And must you chew gum?
How can I work if I'm wasting away under this torment?
It's for buying us anything we want.
Here's to us! This floor used to be wood, but I had it changed.
Things were tough at the moment.
- Sure, Miss Desmond. Come on. - They can't enter without a pass.
Of course it is.
ever so gently.
But they found your car and they're going to tow it away.
What was going on?
might be a musical: "It Happened in the Bullpen: The Story of a Woman".
This one, single-breasted.
Not until you promise to act like a sensible human being.
Look at my hands, my face, under my eyes.
- Evening clothes? - I don't need a tuxedo.
- That's what I said. - Good.
How come? There must be a reason.
- Can you figure it out? - No.
A bunch of kids who didn't give a hoot, so long as they had a yuck to share.
with faded markings and a sagging net.
It's one way to get her downstairs.
Turn around, darling. Let me dry you.
- That's a dreadful shirt. - What's wrong with it?
- Hello. - Is this Crest View 51733?
D W Griffith, Cecil B DeMille and Max Von Mayerling.
We'll be working again. We'll make our greatest picture.
The greatest star of them all.
I didn't want to hurt you. You've been good to me.
What a wonderful next year it's going to be. What fun we'll have.