Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, dear.
It's your Dictaphone and your typewriter.
Everybody into the solarium. I think I hear them coming now.
Only 13 in two weeks?
- Do you throw anything away? - I may go back to one of these colors.
You're at school, dear?
It's too far.
Haven't we met before?
What vistas we're going to explore together.
It has real airplane motors and live sheep. It's devastating.
That's better. Be an angel and tell lto to bring me breakfast.
Well, ma'am, I'm in oil.
You'll only get him Christmas and summer.
Thanks.
Fabulous estate at Newport.
She's sleeping in two bedrooms?
When are we going to have time to ourselves?
We won't bother you with family stuff.
"Narcississistic, Lysissistrata...
- And what's that? - I'm your sponge.
What's happened to you?
It follows ancient Greek principles...
...as wonderful and as fine a gentleman as you are a fine lady.
Your brother's will was most specific. Conservative schooling, he said.
Widdicombe, Gutterman, Applewhite, Bibberman and Black.
...l'd present you with a slim volume of my poems, The Parched Garden.
I don't know. Mr. O'Bannion said he just had to meet my mother.
Stir, never shake. Bruises the gin.
This is goodbye, Reginald. I hear the others coming.
That means you're very special to me too.
Put this on my head. Hurry! No matter how it looks.
Miss Dennis? Yes, she's here. Who's calling, please?
Is the English lady sick?
Of course, I use quite a little rum too.
We do it right after yogurt time.
Gloria is a very sensitive and well brought-up girl.
It's almost a week till Christmas.
Patrick.
- What's that thing supposed to be? - A Dictaphone.
Now let me see you smile. I want to see it.
"Like an echo from the caves of Kakamora...
Doctor, get this woman on your couch in a hurry!
Jump out window
- Work? - You'll return to the stage...
Labor. The problem of labor in India is gargantuan.
For a honeymoon, let's take a trip around the world for a few years.
And you'd better bring your scarf, it's cold outside.
Can you assist me in ordering 24 pair of those roller skates?
Charmed...
Yes, isn't it? Ladies and gentlemen, I want to propose a toast.
I consider myself responsible for this!
I've got to see Mrs. Burnside before she goes.
- Hello! - How do you do?
Soak them all up, like a sponge.
Now you've ruined everything. All my plans for Patrick...!
At 2:00? You'll be lucky to get in by 5. She's sleeping.
There must be something I can do.
...pretending to be lady fishes depositing their eggs in the sand.
Then I'm not going either. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!
I don't remember who the girl was, but it made me cry.
You want to talk to Mr. Gutterman? I'll connect you.
Well, where are we riding to? Outside of the hounds, of course.
I won't let you do that to my little one.
I was out of my mind until she got back.
My hat! Thank you.
- My, what a stunning apartment. - Thank you.
Stop looking at the pictures. Read it to me, I'm listening.
That's Babcock, the baboon-faced boy to you.
Why don't you let me send these COD?
Well, it's awfully good of you to let me know.
You've known fascinating people: Winston Churchill, Gandhi, me.
I built it. It has a rubber-band motor. I built the body out of wood.
I'm all alone here and if you wouldn't consider me too presumptuous...
You don't think I'd run off and abandon you to the Babcocks, do you?
Good morning.
This is ridiculous.
Say!
Was I interrupting?
Patrick, I want you to meet Lindsay Woolsey, the publisher.
I'm proud of you!
- What's wrong? - He came to my school...
...and I have met the kids from all the best families in Connecticut."
- Vera and Lindsay. - Mame, darling.
I just happen to have a little sidesaddle that'll do you fine.
I belong to one world, you to another. It's better we part now.
Brian, you mustn't!
Again? What does she do, live here?
- That blackberry jam? - Of course.
There's some friends I'd like you to meet.
Now, we know all about these women's things, don't we?
Auntie Mame
Stop it!
I hope it's all right to have a cocktail hour in the patio.
Now, what on earth did I do with that will?
It's wonderful of you all. Very touching, but... What's that?
Come on, let's go, everybody!
- Pat. Patrick Dennis. - I know the Dennis part.
- Get that dog of a dress off her. - Me tuck her in.
I hope nothing has happened... To Agnes.
Brian, you accepted! It might do you good to get back in the world.
Mame, where are you? We're all waiting on you.
- I hope you're not going to be angry. - What is it?
Yes. Come in, children. Do, please.
Baby pictures of Gloria?
Yes, of course. Then you've met. Oh, Perry!
Except nothing's worth anything anymore.
Just imagine, a Japanese houseboy...
Is it your bedtime? No, it can't be. The powder room?