Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[speaking Spanish]

...feel special.

Such a shame, yeah. It's sad.

Oh, come on, boys, it's just on the other side.

[Ruth] Take two! Action!

I'm just gonna be a minute, okay?

I thought you were just excited about the idea.

You give 'em that card, you tell 'em you work for Munn.

...of the Rising Sun...

Hey, you two with the camera! Do you know who I am?

All right, um...

It's gone. [stammering]

[Ruth] Are you fucking... She can't cry.

any time someone threads a frame of yours through a sprocket,

You don't say. The Dean! Well, how you doin'?

It's a disease.

[crew member] Mark.

[knock on door]

Get dressed. We are going now. I'm not going to Mexico. Are you crazy?

She has killed our grandmothers,

Please. [speaking Spanish]

Is there a doctor? No.

And Jonathan and Harriet Rothschild.

Camera! And motherfucking sound!

Evening, Madame. Lovely to see you. I have to steal him, I'm afraid.

I am not the best joke teller.

This is bullshit.

Don't you know what a red light means?

Well, if you'll excuse me...

Then I'm gonna have to recalibrate the whole room. Okay, okay. Okay.

[tires screech]

There's a new sensibility now.

You're going back out there. I'm having a heart attack.

Oh, hi. Do you have any coke?

[music continues playing]

you playing fucking flat.

It's brandy mixed with ether.

Something important. To be part of something important.

Scene 17, take seven. Mark.

[Jack] Listen, Catherine. I don't care if they find us.

I shan't be long. Ta-ta!

He will do anything for cash.

I think we have a problem.

[crowd] No, no, no! [Jack] Yes!

[people whooping]

I don't have the money to pay them. I don't have...

And with sync sound, which, who knows,

Just a suggestion.

[Jonathan] Gerald, have you heard about the new Ellis Engel picture?

And I'm going to bed.

Okay, here's the shot.

Yeah, it's coming together. This is much better. Remember that energy.

[crew] Oh, my God, it's a fire!

Billie Dove? Why not?

You're very lucky I don't report you.

I got the ticket to the premiere. Nellie! Nellie, I love you!

It's a winner, Jack.

Hundred more conversations just like this one,

[engine revving] [tires screeching]

When you gonna do something? Why you worried about Joe?

I'll do anything.

What's your name?

[breathing heavily]

though you breathed your last before he breathed his first.

[announcer] Shh.

And I like making 'em squirm.

Pow! [laughing]

It won't help Nellie with the Hearst crowd.

Nellie LaRoy. In French.

Can you do that, Irv?

I just want to be part of something bigger.

It's the ones who go to Beverly Hills

It's from your bank heist picture. It's movie money.

This is who they found.

And you'll never get Gloria Swanson. Why no Swanson?

Kid, I'll never forget it.

Of course, now you can't gamble in LA. You been to Cal-Neva?

Something that lasts, that means something.

And nice to meet you, sir.

You're not! You're not fucking better than me.

What happened to the tits part?

[fan 3] Please, Nellie!

Hmm. Of course you could do Shakespeare.

I'm so sorry, God.

Well, I guess the movie isn't a hit.

I'm Nellie LaRoy's dad.

[coin clattering]

We'll go to the border and we'll go down south

Look, sir... [elephant trumpets]

[guests gasping, clamoring]

[James] This is the kind of thing your industry needs.

Georgie, what's up Von Cheeseburger's ass today? [sighs]

Action. [squeaks]

Great. For this next take... Yeah.

Sure, Elinor. Why?

My dad's diner and the...

[up-tempo jazz playing] And action, Miss Moore.

They took me... ¿Como? How?

[Elinor responds in French] [laughter]

If I could just fucking defend... Yeah... Fighting...

I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you. Do you understand?

If I can dance, I bet I can sing.

[The Count] Okay.

Just don't let Olga shoot me. Okay.

Don't give her anything, pendejo. Anything!

Stop it! You are not fucking Italian!

Nell, you must have some good ones. Well, I-I...

I sold him keys a while back. He works for McKay.

All art aspires to music.

So how's your movie? It's shit.

Just put down "one horse" and your signature right there.

[romantic music playing]

We roll, we roll! We are losing the light!

Sorry, what... No, I didn't...

Actually, I got one.

Billy, come on.

And a Hearst invite has come in for Miss LaRoy.

[babbling] Tell me that...

Manny! Manny, come up here.

See you in ten minutes, cabrón. Ten minutes.

No, no, no! Back off, cabrones! Back off now!

Yeah. Find it out here.

That one near her, okay? [phone ringing]

[Nellie] "Roy" means "king," remember?

Oh, yes. This is it.

I find the studios' committees for the casting of Negroes inspiring, don't you?

Eighty-five grand.

Might you go to the stage to gain more experience?

Jack? [person] Nellie!

"I've been in fashion shows too.

I've always helped you, and all you've done is break my heart!

Who was it this time? [panting]

See my point? Come on.

Don't speak Cantonese to me. All right.

Sir! Sir, sir! Sir, can I borrow that?

Don't we owe him more than the same old shit?

Manny, I shouldn't...

Hey! Next part. Miss Moore'll come in.

This looks so much better. [laughs]

I can leave. Please, please.