Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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