Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She may let loose with a million words and ideas.
Every eye in this county will be on you tomorrow.
On festive occasions.
Step right up now, and get your red hot chapters!
Is there a wedding?
I wonder if it makes the best first impression on a sensitive young mind...
What have you got back there, reindeer?
lto had money put by and so did I, for a rainy day, you might say.
...Babbitty little snobs on the Eastern seaboard?
- Let go! - I can't. I'm stuck.
- Let me see. Chapter one, page one. - She's supposed to start right now?
We had this terrific volley...
- I mean, could you...? - Mame! Mame, darling!
Bye, kid!
Well, it was in 1922. The Great Rebellion.
Don't you be going by way of the North Pole. We're not greenhorns.
No, sidesaddle. Daddy, the colonel, insisted that I learn it.
Vera, can I persuade you to have a drink?
Norah took me to a movie once about a trustee.
I'm insanely jealous of this kid. It's torture and I love it.
Doris, you're not comfortable. These are all marvelously adjustable.
Don't you worry. Just be looking out at the view there.
Pegeen, call Denmark quick and get ahold of Yul Uhlu!
There we are. You have now been immortalized in celluloid.
Well, now, you two run along and have a good time.
Patrick. Patrick, my little love!
Up every morning at dawn for a ride through Central Park.
This is a serious drama.
- Think, Agnes, think. - Think?
- Hold it right there, darling. - Now, no higher, Beau.
- You're not fit to raise a child! - Something's happened?
Those enchanting miniatures in the powder room of John Quincy Adams.
If you'll just be patient, madam. Where is the roller-skate lady?
Claude, I'm not going to tell you one thing that's in these drinks...
And until now it wasn't definite.
The first week in September, Auntie Mame.
I had to talk to you.
The big hoom today
Did it occur to you this boy might be hungry...
I've gone to pains to gather information on some better boys' schools in town.
How vivid.
- It's called "molding a new life." - You've been in some mood.
Oh, Mame, darling.
- And we'd have dinner together. - I'm not dressed.
For 9 years I've tried to open windows in his life.
It's like the ladies' restroom in the Oriental Theater.
Mr. Babcock thinks you're in school.
- Now, did you put film in this time? - I sure did.
Your own little den.
Like a Spanish lady. It's in my suitcase.
The nippers wouldn't think much of their Santa Claus...
Even chosen my gift.
...gave me a good price for my hockey stick and microscope.
It might be a little avant-garde for the Upsons.
Please!
Add water and stir. Would you want to go there?
I've been ready for quite some time. Come, Glory!
Maybe that wasn't a movie we went to.
You'll agree that it's time he be enrolled in an institution of learning.
I too am looking forward with anticipation to meeting you.
Lindsay feels that Warner Bros. might pay for our book...
You want to pay? Cash?
Go down and make Mr. Babcock feel at home.
That's it!
You show me a gypsy that lives like we do.
Well, has he?
Colleague, my foot! Gloria would never understand...
Stay out of the flowerbed! Get that horse out of my bougainvillea!
As county veterinarian, I commanded you two years ago to destroy that horse!
Would you excuse me?
Look, Dad. Which is the front?
We were playing fish families. It's part of constructive play.
Don't start that! How can I be a wife? I'm too busy being a mother.
You can take me all the way back to New York.
Marry him the minute he asks you!
And the well-known publisher, Mr. Lindsay Woolsey.
...acting for the Knickerbocker Bank...
I've been going with her for several months.
- Hello, Mame. - I'll be with you in a minute.
- That couldn't be Meditation! - Yes, fine bit of horseflesh.
...Lord Dudley.
If we're going to have Christmas, let's have it all around.
Of course! You must hear his new symphony, the pastorale.
I told the man you had to have a quiet one for when you go on-stage.
Tell me why you came here.
The head monk is Auntie Mame's friend.
It's like New Haven with the bracelet. I got stuck, but at the other end.
Now, some pickled octopus, raw fish tails...
She get ready for Connecticut. Where Duesenberg?
No, Patrick. The bubbles no longer tickle my nose.
- Morning, Miss Dennis. - Morning.
Thanks, Auntie Mame.
This is the master control. Each chair has its cord.
I never knew before they did it all with rubber bands.
No, I didn't. I usually go from school to Connecticut, to Uncle Dwight's.
If I hadn't grabbed on to this, I'd have been in Nova Scotia!
Say, boys, you can bring Miss Dennis' horse around now!
Isn't it wonderful? So easy to sweep under.
There, now.
It's my new dress. I haven't had it on yet.
Well, Mame, you and I don't exactly come from the same world.
...Jackson Pickett Burnside.
...to my sister, Mame Dennis, at 3 Beekman Place, New York City.
We'll talk about it later.
That's Miss Tuttail, Little Glory's first school teacher.
That long ride up in the elevator, it's after getting me dizzy.