Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What have you been doing?
I'm a horse doctor. Animal man.
Suppose Bill's having us watched, huh?
I'm not Holly. I'm not Lula Mae, either.
Ding Number 57. That's us.
It got so tiresome down there, I just went out the window.
or else I'll have to wear one too.
The plane leaves at 12:00, and on it I plan to be.
You said wanted to sit down. It's the public library.
Telephone bell
- It's the same thing. - No, it's not! Holly!
- Oh, good evening, Ed. - It's Paul, baby. - Oh Yes
- Oh, let's see. 18:45. - Thank you.
You don't mind, do you, darling?
There's something I want to give you.
Thursday... Is this thursday?
But this is the first time I am in a typical north-american home.
Of course, I don't exactly know what we're going to find at Tiffany's for $10.
What's the matter with you anyway? What's happened?
Holly -- You look so wonderful.
If that's what you really think...
- It's a beautiful typewriter. - Of course.
The 9th richest man in America under 50?
That way you'd get all the fringe benefits...
Oh, yes, I see.
Oh, then it is serious.
Certainly had him... Pegged wrong, didn't it?
I'm not.
"J.B."? "O. J." ? What's that?
He said dear oId Sally had seen me at Elmo's or somewhere
"Nine lives" by Paul Varjak.
it was beneath them or anything like that?
Well, the night before the screen... I've got to kill myself...
So said The Times Book Review October 1, 1956.
Mag, darling, what are you doing here?
He's written an awful lot of TV stuff, but 'quel' rat!
Ya.
- What are you doing? - Reading.
- Right here. We can cash it in. - Cash it in? Are you kidding?
Tell me do you write every day??
A girl can't read that sort of thing...
In spite of the fact most of these rats fork up $50
Good. Idylwild airport, please driver.
It turns out he owes $700,000.
There you are, you sneak. Thank you.
It'll probably look, uh... very nice once it's finished.
Absolutely true. True, but irrelevant.
It's all gone. Isn't that too bad?
Crashing everything and acting like a crazy... It's appalling.
Never could understand why that woman run off.
Well, so much for South America. I really didn't think
- the other one? - He's Rusty Trawler!
- Hi, Doc. - Gosh, Lula Mae...
- Oh, yes. - That's nice to know.
At least not since I've been in New York.
You're not vexed at me for bringing him?
No. I'm the sensitive, bookish type. Did you?
You kiddin?
You know her long?
Oh Come on, lay off.
I was just letting you know I understand.
asked me how I'd like to cheer up a lonely old man
It was a mistake, of course. My wires get crossed somewhere.
I can't tell you how much I appreciate...
between engagements?
in such a mess I couldn't bear to face it alone
- But you did used to visit Tomato? - I used to see him every week. What's wrong with that?
Oh, that would be fun, as long as there is some place I can go like this.
That'll give me diplomatic inmunity, or something.
However, I do think we might have... Let's me see...
# my huckleberry friend,
"Never been married before."
Look, I'm not much for chicken with sauce anyway.
- Irving. - Oh, yes. Perfect, perfect.
how was Sing-Sing?
He's just scared little mouse, that's all.
and suddenly I'm terribly afraid it is...
Yeah.
Poor old cat.
Hey, take it easy.
Actually...I'm a little nervous about it.
But you're right about Jack Fitzsimmons. He's an absolute rat.
Anyway, every Tom, Dick, and Sid sinks...
- I don't wanna put you on a cage. I want to love you!
The tall, good-looking one who came to the party with Rusty?
I used to have a checking account. He made me get rid of that.
How could I say no? It was wildly romantic.
I'd just meet Mr O'Shaughnessy at Hamburger
That's really the best place for him until I can get enough money saved.
Who is she?
I won't.
You promise not to be angry and I might let you take those pictures ye mentioned
Each little card is a book or an author.
you just end up running into yourself.
Now, take it easy.
Couple of weeks ago, I got a letter from young Fred.
I'll tell you what to do.
# off
Aw, come on, baby.