Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, that's where stars come from, sweetheart.

I gotta report to the wardrobe department.

Yes, who is it?

Well, I'm not sure yet.

Be sure there's plenty of mustard in that sandwich, honey.

Let's get some fresh air, boy.

Hollywood parties.

Well, Jethro says I got to be an extra before I can be a star.

You have scores of girls.

Like Rock Dipdash and Hot Boat Wright.

Don't tell me you don't know about Hollywood parties.

But Mr. Dash Riprock is learning me to be a star.

Just remember, her father has $40 million.

Can I speak to you for a minute?

I don't know just a whole heap about such things.

Have you ever seen her in a bathing suit?

You don't need no hat then.

I'm still an extra.

If you can handle the love scenes.

Are you satisfied?

I'll do something easy, like write it.

Uncle Jed, don't call me that.

Uncle Jed, as long as I'm going over to the studio, can I produce Ellie's movie?

Mr. Clabbett, what are you doing here?

Man, just her voice scares me.

He's a wonderful fellow.

And with her beauty, she might become a big star.

Yeah, but that's a different Riprock.

Chief, how can you be so uninformed?

I'm grooming her for stardom.

Dash wants to take me for a drive.