Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's right.
I shall never understand the process by which a body with a voice...
- It's the same thing, isn't it? - Exactly.
- Hello. What's your name? - Eve Harrington.
Eve, of course, was superb.
20-ish. It's not important.
How could I?
Little Nell from the country? Been my understudy for a week without me knowing it!
There was nothing he didn't know.
How did you get the idea of letting Eve read with Miss Caswell?
Well done. I can see your career rising in the east like the sun.
...surrounded by what looks very much like a small city.
Eve.
- To my bride-to-be. - Glory hallelujah.
It was Karen who first brought me to one whom I'd always idolized...
I got the idea myself while she was talking about the play.
- I wonder why. - She started talking and couldn't finish.
...which is in pretty good shape...
How... was Miss Caswell?
I find it odd that Karen isn't here for the opening.
Kill the people
We all have abnormality in common.
- Two hours late for the audition. - That's on time for Margo.
Don't worry, Lloyd. I'll play your play.
I don't intend to be.
You may change this star any time you want...
- Let's not get into a big hassle. - It's time we did.
I said before it was gonna be my last try, and I meant it.
Where are you going?
I've been wanting you to meet Eve for the longest time.
"If the South had won, you could write plays about the North."
Do you wanna know what the theater is? A flea circus. Also opera.
...your behavior is hardly queenly or motherly.
No, stick around, please.
- Oh no, I couldn't possibly! - I wouldn't worry too much about that.
The reason is Margo and don't try to figure it out. Einstein couldn't.
Very touching. Very Academy of Dramatic Arts
It would be so much easier for everyone concerned if I were to play Cora.
Who'd show up at this hour? It's time people went home.
That was a stupid lie, easy to expose, not worthy of you.
Lloyd always said that in the theater a lifetime was a season and a season a lifetime.
Life goes where she goes. She's been profiled, covered, revealed, reported...
Meet Max Fabian.
- And if you won't say it, you can sing it. - Sing it?!
You were with the OWI, weren't you, Mr. Richards? That's what Who's Who says.
- Any houses where we can borrow gas? - There's not much along this back road.
...I've been worried sick, what with her leaving tomorrow for New Haven.
Leave the door open a bit... so we can talk.
Lloyd and I. There's no telling how far we can go.
I've got something to tell you.
It's like...
- What fire and music? - You wouldn't understand.
...Margo Channing.
That little place "just two hours from New York".
Everything wise and witty has long since been said...
I am Addison DeWitt. I'm nobody's fool, least of all yours.
- Which one is sable? - But she just got here!
I couldn't imagine how they found out about it.
Some vague promises of a test. If a particular part should come along, one of those things.
Very indiscreet. A note in the open like that.
Right here.
Bill didn't come at all.
...one prayer, one dream:
Mansfield's voice filled this room.
It would all seem perfectly legitimate. And only two people in the world would know.
...I have never let you go to the ladies' room alone.
- Her plane got in late. - Discouraging, isn't it?
My native habitat is the theater. In it, I toil not. Neither do I spin.
Neither your name nor your performance entered the conversation.
What a body. What a voice.
- I said I'm a dying man! - Not until the last drugstore...
- Ain't it the truth? - Yes, it is.
...but this could mean...
- The show must go on. - No, dear. Margo must go on.
...so many, I couldn't possibly name them all...
...Indian tribal dances, Punch and Judy, a one-man band - all theater.
- Aren't we, honey? - Margo, really!
- You're being terribly tolerant, aren't you? - I'm trying terribly hard.
- If you'd like. - I wouldn't like.
That slipped out. I hadn't quite made up my mind to admit it.
- Go on, find out. - Karen, in all the years of our friendship...
And that even a fifth-rate vaudevillian should understand and respect.
But if I tell you it is, as I just did... were you listening to me?
May I come in?
It was just Mom and Dad and me.
I think part of Miss Channing's greatness lies in her ability to pick the best plays.
My wonderful junkyard. The mystery and dreams you find in a junkyard.
Give Eve Harrington a job in your office.
- Hello, Miss Harrington. - How do you do?
The following year Karen became Mrs. Lloyd Richards.
It looks much better on you than it did on me.
...crowded into one square mile of New York City?
Miss Channing?
- Coming, Max? - In a minute.
- Why not? - The mark of a true killer.
Well, if she has to pick on someone...
...do not think for a moment that I am leaving you.
Bill?
Zanuck, Zanuck! What are you two? Lovers?
My name is Addison DeWitt.
Never have I been so happy.
I don't want it to come after me.
You have to keep your teeth sharp, all right.
I could watch you play that last scene a thousand times, cry every time.
- I've been aware of that for some time. - Well, I am.
I'm the carbon copy you read when you can't find the original.
- With tears? - With tears.
Hey Florida!
- She's a girl of so many interests. - It's a pretty rare quality these days.
I wish I could have gone to Radcliffe, too, but Father wouldn't hear of it.
- I'm so sorry. Won't you sit down? - Thank you.
Infants behave the way I do, you know.
Tell me, Phoebe, do you want someday to have an award like that of your own?
And I want him to want me.
Miss Harrington knows all about it.
Eve would, wouldn't you, Eve?
Except for a letter a week.
The distinguished-looking gentleman is an extremely old actor.
You know what I feel about your age obsession.
I'll wear rompers and come in rolling a hoop, if you like.
There are some human experiences that do not take place in a vaudeville house!