Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Doesn't need you any more than it needs the roaches.

That's not the same thing. That's not the same. Didn't it? Aha! Why not?

Five-minute warning for Miss Moore!

Ain't life grand?

[no audible dialogue]

Now, if anyone stops this scene again, I will shit on you!

No, I had to get out of town for a few days.

Set patrol over there is Jim Kidd.

Please don't kill me.

We're really excited about our new discovery, Nellie LaRoy.

[James] Do you want a drink?

[crew whooping, applauding]

Well, how about I talk it over with the studio?

I'm nobody. I'm nobody. Que soy mexicano.

That's why I did it quiet. Quiet, not inarticulate. You can't mumble.

You got Bauhaus architecture. Fucking Bauhaus, you know?

Come here, you moola-minting money machine motherfucker!

Yeah, you and me. Yeah.

One unlucky girl who did not attend the festivities:

So show them that you're a lady of sophistication

Okay. [laughing] [speaking Spanish]

He can play the piano and recite Lincoln and all this stuff.

Isn't. And more attire next time.

One more floor.

[Estelle] No, thank you. Doesn't look that bad, buddy.

if there's a big difference between a 2708 and a 2709. [chuckling]

[music ends] [audience cheering]

And she sounds like a donkey.

'Cause you can do anything if you set your mind to it.

[emcee] Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please!

Fuck! Grays Hall. "I just wanted to see... Who is this?"

Okay, all set here. Miss LaRoy? Yeah.

Do you know where I can find some drugs?

I feel I should come further into the room. Right, but the microphone is...

Billy, is your new rug really a Klikó?

I'm from Granville, Ohio, so I know quiet.

[speaking Cantonese]

The world's most fearless warrior.

Turn today into tomorrow so that tomorrow's lonely man

Wilson, will you get us some drinks, please?

[grunts] [cackling]

Just to match the other players.

All right, no tits, everybody! We're shooting the men.

Can you hang onto this for me, please? Thanks.

Your coffee, Mr. Thalberg.

No. No. Of course not.

Just want you to know that I'm ready to change,

I don't need this shit. [gasping]

More whiskey! More whiskey!

[up-tempo jazz playing]

[kisses, speaking Cantonese]

I go, "Harold, my croque monsieur is worth a lot more than a mime!"

Eh, good, good. Ah! Look at you!

Y-You want to talk with Mr. Thalberg?

But ain't you got any parties?

She's changing the blocking with every take.

[ballad playing]

I wish George could've seen it.

I gotta run, sweetie. Yep.

"Who knows what she might do? She's from Jersey, you know."

[Ruth] Action! [gasps]

And the rabbit finishes shittin' and he says, "No, I never do. Why?"

[screams] Fuck this shit!

There'll be a hundred more Jack Conrads.

Just go. Just go. Get her made up.

[car horns honking]

You can't stay here. They'll find you.

and her voice sounds like a dying pig. [laughter]

[rhythmic chanting]

We're gonna get married?

He's also a fucking pussy. All that cock... [snorts] ...no balls.

[Max] And camera and sound!

You'll have to pay for that, ma'am. Oh. Okay.

[quietly] Well, hello, college. Cut! No good for sound.

of Valentino's death and Conrad's fifth betrothal,

Your friend Manuel pulled a lot of strings to get you in here.

Hold steady. What the...

It's pretty nice.

[director] Yes.

Who's your contract with? Don't have one.

You're getting a sight. Let's try one more floor.

[phone ringing]

plying your underaged fuckin' mistresses with fuckin' Beaujolais,

Does Piggy like that?

Of course you don't.

[toilet flushes] No, no, no, no. Singing.

Bigger than what?

Morphine, opium, ether, heroin, coke.

Um, we seem to be out. What? We haven't used any.

They're a bunch of... They're awful.

What? You're sweating.

Jen. The, uh...

I don't know. Um...

This is Manny and The Count.

an orange blossom with brandy, three French 75s.

[director] Good luck with that.

Okay. Thank you.

[knocking continues]

♪ When stroking my girl's ♪

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Bad communication? This is a truck for fucking horses, man!

Nellie, I want to marry you.

We got a serious fucking situation.

Do you know any good jokes, Nellie?

[spouse speaking Spanish]

I think I want to get that operation we discussed.

Gloria Swanson. What?

And first, all this, all this fucking mess

Sure. Um, I... I can have the studio set...

Me? Manuel. [Otto] Bullshit!

...a horse's cock and your anus. Didn't it?

Fuck. Lloyd. It's a million fucking degrees!

Just wanted some air.

Just, you know, make him... [cow moos]

And, um, what are you doing here? Are you here for a movie or...

The snake story. The snake story.

One's coming back in half an hour though.

I got more ideas.

Just wandering through?

come be sound chief at Kinoscope?

But in a hundred years, when you and I are both long gone,

They're waiting for you.

The stairs are very steep, I think. I can be carried.

Georgie. Come on, come on.

Not as it relates to this, sir, no.

[tires screech]

[The Count] Yeah, I've actually got...

and make sure I don't look too shiny. Yes, Mr. Conrad.

I want you to know that.