Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You read the script, of course? - Yes.
- Now, what is it? Where's the fire? - I've lost my car.
OK.
She'd taught me bridge by then, just as she'd taught me fancy tango steps,
It was at her New Year's party that I found out how she felt about me.
The other players would be actor friends,
All right. Cameras. Action!
Maybe if I hocked all my junk, there'd be enough for a ticket back to Ohio,
That's it. She was still sleepwalking along the giddy heights of a lost career.
You've got a flashback there...
No, that was me. I said, "Who wants to see a Civil War picture?"
Her own movie theatre.
Hog-eye, turn that light back where it belongs.
Valentino said, "There's nothing like tile for a tango." Come on.
What? Max! Max!
Two packages of cough drops dissolved in warm grape juice...
How about going up the kitchen stairs and undressing in the dark?
Stop crying. You're getting married. That's what you wanted.
I drove to the beach. You don't want me to feel I'm locked up here?
You know why? Because I've never been as happy in my life.
Even the newsreel guys came roaring in.
Who was it, Max? What is it?
the whole thing played on a torpedo boat.
Where you been keeping that gorgeous face? I almost reported you missing.
- What about DeMille? - He was sparing your feelings.
Someone in the formal set, with a ten-carat kidney stone?
What right? You want me to tell you?
- I mean this good dialogue will play. - It will?
What's with the door? There's no lock.
More Norma Desmonds and still more Norma Desmonds.
Who? Some car hop or dress extra?
- Hello, Mr Gillis. - Hello.
- I don't know. - What month?
Here's 10079, Connie. It must be over there.
Of course not. I just don't want to be left alone.
Apparently, I just didn't have what it takes.
Thanks for the handsome wardrobe and for the use of all the trinkets.
- I wouldn't know. - I don't care, anyway.
Mabel was always stepping on my feet.
Look, I was making that up,
- It's your baby. - Couldn't we work evenings?
I pegged him as slightly cuckoo, too.
There's nothing like blue flannel for a man.
invaded her house on Sunset Boulevard.
It was all very queer, but queerer things were yet to come.
Sure would've made attractive headlines.
What a part. The princess in love with a holy man.
Max, what's the very best man's shop in town?
I want to ask you something. Come in here.
It was a great big white elephant of a place.
- DeMille? - We made a lot of pictures together.
Give me a package of those Turkish cigarettes... Abdullas.
May I speak to Miss Betty Schaefer? She must be home by now.
He rejects her, so she demands his head on a golden tray.
You send them. Is that it, Max?
In the end, he got himself a pool, only the price turned out a little high.
Then they got a couple of pruning hooks and fished me out
What do you think I've been doing? I need $300.
Next time, I'll write you "The Naked and the Dead".
Judas H Priest, who'd you borrow that from? Adolphe Menjou?
- Don't bend back like that. - It's that thing, it tickles.
Me:
Maybe they weren't original enough, maybe they were too original.
- You think this is funny. - A little.
- But it needs a little more dialogue. - What for?
You owe three months' rent.
Mr Gillis has not forgotten Madame's New Year's party?
I don't know what he's said, but he does not live with relatives,
No, you're not. Max! Max!
- Check those studs and cufflinks. - I must go.
There was something else going on: the last rites for that hairy old chimp,
An enormous foreign-built automobile.
They expected me to become a star.
I called your agent, the Screenwriters' Guild.
I thought of them as her waxworks.
- We're engaged. - Good for you.
Six in the morning? This month I'm completely at your disposal.
I could sense her watching me through those dark glasses,
the cufflinks, the platinum key-chains and the cigarette cases?
You don't yell at a sleepwalker. He may fall and break his neck.
I want to work again. You don't know what it means knowing you want me.
Bring me a telephone and get me Gordon Cole.
Max!
You could've called me yourself, instead of leaving it to an assistant.