Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I have a message for you.
collect all her junk,
I guess that's what I mean.
OK, let's don't say another word.
He's from Brazil... Miss Golightly...
All right, Lula Mae.
richest men in Brazil. The 50 richest!
but since it concerns you,
Yeah, he's fine, I guess.
Maybe we can have a long lunch tomorrow.
Let's see what we can find to amuse you with!
And it's not bounded on the west by Tulip, Texas or on the east by Somaliland.
You said you would... ( Telephone bell )
- Let me go.
- So look, Fred, baby... - It's Paul, baby.
- Can come on in? - I guess so.
What's the matter? Girl trouble?
Hand me my purse, will you, darling?
- Mr. O'Shaughnessy!
I Believe You and Billy are Gay
Hey, the band's swinging!
Doc, don't you do that. Don't write that to him.
Cat screams!
He makes me write down everything in there.
that's her brother, Fred.
Let's get out of here.
We're a couple of no-name slobs.
Now, you just make yourself righ at home, , Senhor
I want to talk to you.
The night I proposed, I cried like a baby.
Calms me down right away.
Then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name.
That's exactly what I think.
I don't mean that one. I mean the other one.
So, I'm afraid I'll have to beg off.
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I'm sorry. You wanted something Oh, the telephone.
It's cold.
How do I look?
-See? -hmm hmm
Mag, darling, you're being a bore.
I'm going to call the Police Department!
She doesn't believe me.
It can't be 4:30.
You must do very well.
May I present JosÈ Silva Pereira?
I can't go through the whole thing again.
It could be anybody, of course,
Doc, you've got to understand. I can't come back.
Don't be angry, you dear little man, I won't do it again.
Son, I need a friend.
Kitchen Jeremy like sweet potato!
I mean he's sweet when he isn't drunk, but...
Hey, you know...
Just a minute. Do I have a nightgown on?
- What do you think? - Well...
Oh Cat, you piece of shit.
"I'm 100% flipping to OU," declared composite 5-star...
Someday Mr. Fred, you take this book, turn it to a novel.
What are you doing? Stop that!
Lady's voice singing "Moon River"
Specially not disapproving gentlemen
Panting
You read it to me, will you, darling?
O.J. Berman here. Who's calling?
You're crazy. You know that, don't you?
Thinks if he takes a girl to dinner,
A salesgirl?
I haven't seen him since I was 14. That's when I left home.
Oh, yes.
Only promise me one thing... Don't take me home until I'm drunk...
What's the matter, baby? ( Man banging the door )
It makes me furious the way all these wretched people keep persecuting him.
And this is Mr. Rusty Trawler......Miss Golightly..
Very kind of you, Miss Golightly, to allow me to attend your party.
come on, baby. Open the door.
- You're crazy. - Do you think you own me?
I understand.
Of course.
Telephone bell - louder
You look just like a girl I know, named Holly.
I'm not sure where that is, but I know what it's like.
My name, my position, my family.
- Who? - Rusty Trawler.
Sure, sure, he's OK. Aren't you cat?
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