Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lots of outdoors stuff. I bet you could make it for under a million.
Nothing's the matter. I'm having a great time. Show me some more.
It'd be a change of pace for Ladd. And simple to shoot.
What is it, Max? Want to wash the car?
- So do I. - Let me show you where it fits in.
- Let's have a drink. - Shouldn't we wait for the others?
Thirty million fans gave her the brush. Isn't that enough?
- What's the occasion? - Have him come up, Max.
Incredibly, there'd been some more
You are? Writing words, words, more words.
I'm sorry you lost your friend. I don't think red is the right colour.
- Up the stairs. - Listen for a minute...
- One diamond. - One heart.
Betty Schaefer engaged to Artie Green, as nice a guy as ever lived,
You're here, Joe.
Thank you, darling. Thank you, Joe.
Let's go back about six months and find the day when it all started.
- Darling, are you there? - Yes.
I want the coffin to be white and specially lined with satin,
This is shop talk.
That's the trouble with you readers. You know all the plots.
- Joseph C Gillis? - That's right.
- You're right, Miss Desmond. - Go on, Max.
What silly thing was that to do?
I must know.
It is not Mr DeMille in person, it's someone named Gordon Cole.
Shut up! I'm rich, richer than all this new Hollywood trash.
I didn't argue with her.
before those Hollywood columnists get their hands on it,
You've made a rope of words and strangled this business.
Over by the rainbow room.
Not talking much, just wandering down alleys between the stages,
- It's 10.15. What time will they arrive? - Who?
and spare you a great deal of misery.
- The other guests. - There aren't any.
I want to say how happy I am to be in the studio making a picture again.
Where's the ashtray? Joe, can't we have the ashtray?
That's where the popcorn business comes in. Buy it to plug your ears.
Bring something to drink. Sit down. Is there enough light?
Thirsting for the coolness of your lips.
- That was her on the phone? - Drink?
Only it wasn't empty any more. l'd had a visitor.
A few evenings later, we were visiting one of the waxworks for bridge.
Now do you believe me? I told you DeMille would jump at it.
The husbands, I should say. Madame's been married three times.
They were silent movies, and Max would run the projection machine.
Walking in to work like...
That's what makes it great.
Young man, tell me something.
She was like all writers when we first hit Hollywood,
All right. Give me this. I need it for a moustache. Now, close your eyes.
we'd make a little tour of the drowsing lot.
I gave her advice on an idiotic script.
That's the homicide squad, complete with detectives and newspapermen.
Maybe you think you could...
It came right through the old roof of my room above the garage.
You need $300? Of course I could give you $300, only I'm not going to.
"I want to talk to you. Not now, I'm playing three no trump."
I've forgotten how many spades are out!
The great Norma Desmond.
Then they loved my nose, only they didn't like my acting.
I'll buy him five old cars if necessary.
Is there someplace we can talk?
Joe.
A neglected house gets an unhappy look.
I can tell her you're in the projection room, give her the brush.
- Where's the bar? - Come on.
Norma Desmond?
He had a great big bungalow on wheels.
- A spade. - Pass.
When you're through with that thing, can I have it?
Norma Desmond!
This is the palace staircase.
- Where are the keys? - Why should I give you them?
- Fair enough. - Salome. What a woman.