Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You disapprove of me when I'm like this, don't you?
That's my job. See you at teatime.
- Well, what happened? - Nothing much. She apologized.
I'm sure you must have things to do in the bathroom, Birdie, dear.
And it was a night to remember, that night.
I don't suppose there's a drink left?
Stop thinking of yourself as one of the hundred neediest cases.
Mm-hm!
I am essential to the theater.
See ya.
- One would think only death could keep her... - Addison...
Dear AI ...
Max is paying for it. He and Lloyd had a terrific row, but Lloyd insisted.
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Somebody's got to be very witty about a toast.
We're never deeply angry. We just get mad the way you do.
...this would happen between two adult people.
- I thought you'd forgotten about me. - Not at all.
If I'd known... Some other time. Looking like this!
In this case, as trustworthy as the world almanac!
Honeychild had a point. Lloyd, honey, be a playwright with guts.
Tomorrow morning, you will have won your beachhead on the shores of immortality.
I had to help out.
That's all television is, my dear. Nothing but auditions.
- Have you really seen every performance? - Yes.
Listen, Junior, and learn.
...by the bar-room, Benzedrine standards of this megalomaniac society, I won't have it!
I'm sure you underestimate yourself. You always do.
And then, one night, Margo Channing came to play in Remembrance...
- How much time have we got? - Roughly ten minutes.
If my guests do not like it here, I suggest they accompany you to the nursery...
What a day! What a heavenly day!
You know nothing about feelings, natural or unnatural.
Now, really. That's kids' stuff.
Well, if I didn't come to see the play, I wouldn't have anywhere else to go.
...become firmly rooted about my ears, is lifted to Miss Harrington."
All this hysteria because of an impulsive excited kid...
A revolutionary approach to the theater.
- Easy now. - Relax, kid, it's just me and my big mouth.
- You sat and talked until it was light? - We sat and talked, Addison.
Who is it? What's it all about?
- Where did you get all that information? - Eve.
- Why not? - Because I don't want to.
Did she tell you about the theater and what it meant?
You'd be a man of leisure, Maxie.
It may not be your theater, but it's theater for somebody, somewhere.
...snatching critics out of bars, steam rooms and museums or wherever they hole up.
Coincidence.
I didn't know Eve was your understudy until this afternoon.
It's a new Margo, but she's just as late as the old one.
Thank you, Eve. I'd like a martini, very dry.
Miss Channing, I can't tell you how glad I am that you arrived so late.
You were about to tell me about Eve.
- How's the new one coming? - The play? Oh, all right, I guess.
Work done the hard way - by sweat, application and craftsmanship.
You're not funny. Actors would cost less! How about the food?
- There are other plays. - Not with you in them. Not by Mr. Richards.
The so-called art of acting is not one for which I have a particularly high regard.
From me, from Lloyd, from Eve, Bill, Max and so on.
Poor little flower. Dropped her petals and folded her tent.
How I walk, talk, think, act, sleep!
It seems a lifetime ago.
...is their complete lack of resemblance to normal human beings.
What is there for me to say?
Arrives here for an audition when everyone knows I will be here...
So much better theater, too.
- How about you, Max? - How about me what?
- Play it again. - But that was the fourth straight time.
to belong to us.
...but it's important that I speak with you."
We have a great deal in common, it seems to me.
- Don't be dense. The party. - I ain't dense. He's been here for 20 minutes.
I trust the setting was properly romantic.
Well, say something. Anything!
Somebody's got to be very witty about a toast.
Maybe somebody's name is Butler.
That's me. An old kazoo with some sparklers.
I'm not even enough for a paragraph.
Spoken like an author.
I have no other world, no other life.
Groom, may I have a wedding present?
He never went home.
Not here and now with my hair down.
But I let it go. Screaming and calling names is one thing...
My heart is here in the theater...
So you've pointed out so often!
Full of those Bill Sampson touches.
- I love you. - I'll check with Eve.
I'm sure that's flattering. There's nothing wrong with it.
...assure the public that actors and actresses are just plain folks...
Then it comes up again and everything's fine.
Come in, Eve.
- Carefully hidden, no doubt. - Don't get carried away.
She's just outside the door.
...without wit, with all my heart.
One has a great many wealthy friends who will risk a tax-deductible loss.
Max has gone to a lot of trouble. This is going to be an elaborate party and it's for you.
...I'd just as soon it was me.
As if my mind was outside of my body and couldn't control what I did or said.
They're gonna play it offstage.
I am a critic and commentator.
Well, I don't want to play Cora.
Hello?
Like you was a play, or a book, or a set of blueprints.
- But if I may make a suggestion... - Please do.
I've listened backstage to people applaud.
Couldn't go on with the play or anything else until I promised to marry him.
Don't you think it's about time it became important?
...as far as it affected Eve, that is.
...have made this, the happiest night of my life, possible.
Lloyd. I never have any.
Oh, now, Bill. You know how much I do, but over a phone...
I can get a fresh one... Karen, you're a Gibson girl.
- Where's Miss Caswell? Oh, hello, Eve. - Hello, Miss Channing.
- What is it? - Miss Channing's affairs are in good shape...
Claudia, come here.