Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I didn't come to see a house. What about Norma Desmond?
Now we need a topcoat. Show me your camel's hair.
You there, why are you so late?
Go away. Go to that girl of yours.
Well, hello, young fellow.
I couldn't go back to my apartment now those bloodhounds were on to me.
Something was the matter all right.
This is no time for cameras.
I'm not worried. The old team together again. Nothing can stop us.
''Screenplay by';, ''Original story by;'.
That car better be here by noon tomorrow or there'll be fireworks.
That story Betty Schaefer dug up
- "Dark Windows". How'd you like it? - I didn't, except for about six pages.
Ever been in one of these old Hollywood palazzos?
- What happens when she finds out? - She never will.
- Norma Desmond. - Jonesy, hey, Jonesy.
I’ve got paint cans in La Quinta Shaking, shaking, shaking!
Not while I'm under this strain. My nerves are torn to shreds.
clunk me on the head with a shoe.
she'd put on a live show for me.
OK.
I'm sorry to bother you again, but I must speak to Mr Gillis.
After that, an army of beauty experts
- And you'll play Salome. - Who else?
and Black Dahlia suspect.
I'm not enquiring where Mr Gillis goes every night.
- The cameras have arrived. - They have?
I'm not afraid. Read it.
You think I made that up about the gun, don't you? All right.
You'd be killing yourself to an empty house. The audience left years ago.
Careful of these tiles, they're slippery. Valentino used to dance here.
It kept him from giving us an accompaniment on that organ.
- Sh! You'll wake up the monkey. - Get out! Max.
in the boudoir of her house on Sunset Boulevard...
That's me!
Maybe I could wipe the whole nasty mess out of my life.
Joe, where are you? What is this all about?
Alright Sherry i'm ready for my close-up
What?
Write plenty of background so they'll need an extra director.
Joe!
You'll get it over your radio and on television,
I think pictures should say something.
- It is not. Get out. - I'm sorry.
I thought of Artie Green.
They think the actors make it up as they go.
- Hello, Mr DeMille. - Good to see you.
Naturally. I brought them myself.
Hey, you! Max, whatever your name is, what are my things doing here?
Those idiot producers, those imbeciles! Haven't they got eyes?
So they opened their big mouths and out came talk, talk, talk!
I couldn't get hold of my agent, naturally.
with two shots in his back and one in his stomach. Nobody important.
Dr. Meza The new product manager
No truer word said !
She was a fool not to sense there was something phoney in my set-up.
And you will please not call again.
There are no locks on any of the doors, sir.
Mr DeMille, do you mind if I say a few words? Thank you.
You won't. I'll get us a refill of this horrible liquid.
- Whaddya know, Joe Gillis! - Hi, Artie.
She dances the dance of the seven veils.
Lady, you've got the wrong man. I had some trouble with a flat tyre.
The old familiar story. You help a timid soul across a crowded street.
No one ever leaves a star. That's what makes one a star.
- It took you hours. - I ran into some people I know.
I just came to say goodnight. You mustn't see me.
There's nothing tragic about being 50, unless you try to be 25.
- You know I'm not afraid to die. - That's between you and yourself.
You're a darling.
About three days later, she was good and ready.
- Wait a minute. - Harry Wilcoxon?
I dropped the hook, and she snapped at it.
Understand, I discovered her when she was sixteen. I made her a star.
He could let me have twenty, but twenty wouldn't do.
The last week in December, the rains came.
I hope you haven't lost your sense of humour.
The old team? Yeah.
Let's have the car right outside. OK.
Hello, is this Gladstone 9281?
- That's what's on my Guild card. - And you have written pictures?
Me? I'm busy. I just finished a script and I'm doing another assignment.
So she put on about half a pound of make-up, fixed it up with a veil,