Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Leave it to me. I'll get you one. - Thank you, Mr. Fabian.
Oh, I give up. Look in the wigs. Maybe it got caught in one.
She is the wife of a playwright, therefore of the theater by marriage.
Remember, Lloyd? I mean it now.
...but who taught me patiently and well...
...one who became my benefactress and champion.
- Who? - The kid. Junior.
I thought I'd be panic-stricken, want to run away or something.
Happy birthday, darling.
And there were theaters in San Francisco.
One week he wrote me he had leave coming up.
...but Lloyd was.
...where I'm sure you will all feel more at home.
There's a message from the bartender.
Now what's this?
And no reason why she shouldn't be told about it... in time.
But not tonight. I'm forgiving tonight. Even Eve. I forgive Eve.
And in the last analysis, nothing's any good unless you can...
But those who remained cheered loudly, lustily and long for Eve.
Margo, what a wonderful surprise!
- A girl of so many rare qualities. - So she seems.
Kill the people.
They're part of your equipment for getting along in what is called "our environment".
She has been a star ever since.
I was an only child. I used to make believe a lot when I was a kid.
- Liebestraum. - I just played it.
People waiting around night after night just to see you. Even in the rain.
- Have you ever heard of the word "union"? - Behind in your dues? How much?
But not right away. First fight them back, chin up, stout fellow.
The cameraman said:
Mrs. Richards? You won't forget, will you? What we talked about before?
Very effective, but why take it out on me?
Never the wrong word at the wrong time.
Of all the star-ridden, presumptuous, hysterical...
- If I only knew how. - Try.
- Aged in Wood happens to be a fine play. - That's my loyal little woman.
Real diamonds in a wig! The world we live in!
To the theater world, New Haven, Connecticut...
There they go.
...for which all true believers wait and pray. You were one.
- About what? - This.
I just don't want Margo to miss her train. As it is, she'll barely make the theater.
Every performance? Then am I safe in assuming you like it?
...it is perhaps necessary to introduce myself.
No, thank you.
Good night, Margo!
A lamb loose in our big, stone jungle.
- I'm beginning to catch up. - If we can cast it properly, that is.
- Your new play is for Miss Channing, isn't it? - Of course it is.
...or a move, or the way she read a speech.
Margo never came to rehearsal. Too much to do around the house, she said.
The caterer had to go back for the hors d'oeuvres.
Although I am going to Hollywood next week to make a film...
One more?
- She apologized, didn't she? - On her knees, I've no doubt!
Now, once and for all, stop it!
How are you making out in Mr. Fabian's office?
...the like of which I have never seen before and expect rarely to see again."
- Knit me a muffler? - Call me when you get in.
I'm going to look up at six o'clock, and there he'll be.
Did I say killer? I meant champion. I get my boxing terms mixed.
Why not read my column to pass the time?
...and always over some business for Eve...
Maybe just a little around the edges.
- He does not exaggerate. I was good. - You were great.
Goodbye, Mr. Sampson.
We come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns.
Stars.
I think the time has come to shed some of your humility.
I came as soon as I read that piece of filth. I ran all the way.
Mm-hm.
You find yourself trying to say what you mean, but somehow the words change.
It's friends that count.
Be proud of yourself. You've got a right to be.
But ten years from now Margo Channing will have ceased to exist.
- Mrs. Richards? - Yes.
So, don't approve or disapprove.
She played a fairy and entered, quite unexpectedly, stark naked.
- No heart to burn. - Everybody has a heart, except some people.
...ignoring the fact that their greatest attraction to the public...
- That depends. - No, I mean deeply angry.
Silly, isn't it? You'd think they'd fix it so people could just sit in a car and keep warm.
I guess at this point I'm what the French call "de trop".
That book is out of print. Those days are gone.
I'm on my way. Is there anything else?
He's in love with you.
Suites are for expense accounts. You're being extravagant.
Somehow we staggered through Sunday...
I don't see any reason why you shouldn't be her understudy.
Nobody's done so much.
How could I compete? Everything Lloyd loved about me...
How you walk, talk, eat, think...
Now "many happy returns of the day".
It needn't be.
I seem to be forever thanking you for something, don't I?
Tuck me in, turn out the lights and tiptoe out?
Don't get up. And please stop acting as if I were the Queen Mother!
- Addison. - So full of meaning, fire and music!
Now I suddenly feel as if I've taken all my clothes off.
- How do you mean? - Don't be evasive.
She loves me like a father. Also, she's loaded.
The heave-ho.
There was no Eddie, no pilot. You've never been married.
- When's the audition? - A couple of weeks.
And we who are about to die salute you.
Eve Harrington will be among them.
- Why what? - Why you have to go out... there.
Suppose you dropped dead. What about your inventory?
But "the evil that men do..." How does that go, groom?
- I don't think that's funny. - It wasn't meant to be.
Madill fix it in the morning.
- We've never met. Maybe that's why. - She is an actress.
So when you start judging an idealistic, dreamy-eyed kid...
- Congratulations, Miss Harrington. - Oh, thank you so much.
Miss Channing is ageless. Spoken like a press agent.
May I be so bold as to say something?
Please don't misunderstand me, Mr. Richards.
Let the rest of the world beat their brains out for a buck.
47 minutes from now my plane takes off and how do I find you?
As a matter of fact, I sent him a telegram myself.
Who was it?
It sounds like something out of an old Clyde Fitch play.
Margo and I were having lunch at 21...
- I'm talking a lot of gibberish, aren't I? - Not at all.
I doubt very much that you'd like her in The Hairy Ape.
She doesn't want a doctor and...
It is here that managers have what are called out-of-town openings...
Well, look! There's Rasputin!
- Then say so. - Yes, Addison.
- Are you breaking the contract? - Answer my question.