Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Maybe red, bright, flaming red. Let's make it gay.
- Finish it here. - It's getting kind of late.
Once in Dayton, l'd drop the credit boys a postcard
Nothing for Ladd?
It's rained every day since they got there.
It's not Madame they want, it's her car they want to rent.
Norma Desmond's coming to see Mr DeMille.
They sleep in the same bed. In shifts, of course.
So you take plot 27 A, make it glossy and slick?
Sure, especially with lots of music drowning it out.
Writers without a job, composers without a publisher,
I felt caught like the cigarette in that contraption on her finger.
- I've lost half a pound. - Good.
- Where's Mr DeMille shooting? - Stage 18.
It sure was a cosy set-up.
I'm to fix your script. There's nothing in the deal about staying here.
Do you want this job or don't you?
- You know each other? - Betty Schaefer, Sheldrake's office.
I pulled in till I could get a spare. I thought the house was empty.
A dozen press agents working overtime
"Dark Windows". He thinks it could be made into something.
Now, back to the typewriters, by way of Washington Square.
Do you like the new doors we have installed? Mmmh ... there are no locks!
Max wheeled in some champagne and caviar.
- Haven't I seen you before? - Get out, or shall I call my servant?
Life can be beautiful.
To a one-room apartment I can't pay for,
he wouldn't have tried to get me on the telephone ten times.
In here.
- I don't want to talk about it. - Why not?
The whole joint was jumping, cops, reporters, neighbours, passers-by.
What right do you have to take me for granted?
I'm sorry, I don't usually read private cigarette cases.
Dressing up was always just wearing my dark blue suit.
Who've we got now? Some nobody.
Woke up in a bad mood. Buckle up.
It's about Mr Gillis. You do know Mr Gillis?
Better yet, come out and see for yourself.
There just aren't any faces like that any more. Maybe one, Garbo.
I love you.
I'd teach it a better tune.
December, 21 st.
Looks like enough for six important pictures.
For instance? We could make some paper boats and have a regatta.
- You're sending it to DeMille? - Yes. This is the day.
Oh, was I? I'm sorry.
So long.
Very good, Madame.
I thought if I got going I could finish it in a couple of weeks.
We don't want to share this night with others. This is for you and me.
Did you see how they came?
And we've got a court order. The keys.
If you hadn't been pretty interested,
That is my job and it has been for a long time.
I'll do it again.
Here are some camel's hair, but feel this, it's vicuÒa.
I don't have to tell you who the star was.
The first time they meet...
You can't go. Max! I can't face life without you.
Goodbye, Norma.
- Three no trump. - Pass.
You want a Valentino, somebody with polo ponies, a big shot.
First, throw out all that psychological mess, exploring the killer's sick mind.
Nonsense. There's a room over the garage.
The time had come to take advantage of it. His name was Sheldrake.
Betty, wake up. Why are you staring at me like that?
- The studio only wanted your car. - What?
- He's not here. - Where can I reach him?
Mabel Normand and John Gilbert swam in it 10,000 midnights ago.
Tell me everything is just as it was, Joe.
...the shadow over the left eye is not quite balanced...
telling them where to pick up the jalopy.
- Unpack Mr Gillis's things. - It is done, Madame.
Next time I'll bring my autograph album.
Sagittarius. I like Sagittarians, you can trust them.
Pull up at the drugstore. I'll get you some.