Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A martini, very dry, please.
You see that man? That's Max Fabian, the producer.
We decided night before last, before we came up here.
He likes a few drinks after we finish, so he sent it up.
- Margo. - Margo lunching in public?
Not mouse. Never mouse. If anything, rat!
Studying me as if I were a play or a blueprint!
- You want it on? - It doesn't matter.
...unloved.
Not at all. And now you can do me a great favor.
You won't have to read his column tomorrow, Eve. You just heard it.
By your smart dress, I take it your companion is a lady?
Come to think of it, I haven't been very pleasant for weeks. For that, I'm truly sorry.
That Lloyd felt as he did because she read his lines exactly as he'd written them.
It's June now. That was early October.
Hold that coat up.
Bill Sampson? He's... he's a director.
And Karen mentioned, of course, that Margo expects to play the part?
And why not?
Thanks for your help. Good luck.
Mrs. Richards?
Lloyd loves me. I love him.
Why should you? The theater's for everybody - you included - but not exclusively.
You rang a bell. Little things here and there, but it doesn't matter.
- Bill? Lloyd? - No.
However, during her senior year at Radcliffe, Lloyd Richards lectured on the drama.
I was afraid someone would notice the lights were on, so I turned them off.
Sooner or later, we've got to work at it.
There you are.
Standing room doesn't cost much. I manage.
Now, go and do yourself some good.
- I'm lucky they didn't throw things. - Your performance was no surprise to me.
Even if I wanted to, as you say, be less humble, blow my own horn...
"That you and I..."?
And those cheques for the income-tax man.
Hello. Will you please call Miss Eve Harrington to the phone?
I am an apprentice in the theater...
Yes, Addison.
- Did you see it here in New York? - San Francisco.
- I'm glad Bill's back. - They'd die without each other.
To be a good actor or actress, or anything in the theater...
How nice.
...since they merely construct a tower...
And the man or woman who accepts those terms can't be ordinary...
- Oh, yes! She's got to meet you. - No, I'd be imposing on her.
Lloyd Richards.
Tell us about it, Eve.
We're a breed apart from the rest of humanity, we theater folk.
Any time you want, starting with tonight's performance.
I'm only human, rumors to the contrary, and I'm as curious as the next man.
That's one career all females have in common, whether we like it or not.
But Eve, Margo. Let me tell you about Eve.
Tell me. What do you do in between the time Margo goes in and comes out?
...whose kindness and graciousness I shall never forget...
More time to relax in the fresh air at a racetrack.
- Of course. - You won't forget?
Your friendship with Margo...
Isn't it awful? I'm about to ask you for another favor...
And if I can't tell them apart, how can he?
...so exciting, to have your lines read just as you wrote them!
- Why not? - Now you want an argument.
I want a run-of-the-play contract.
Threaten me with legal action and I'll crush you like this cigarette!
...have looked upon Modjeska, Ada Rehan and Minnie Fiske.
Minor awards are for such as the writer and director...
Just be sure to lock up all blunt instruments and throwable objects.
I've been told off in no uncertain terms, all over town.
I had it!
- Didn't you know? - Of course I knew.
I couldn't be more surprised if she'd said Grant's tomb.
If we don't blow them, who else will?
That is, if you want me back.
He looked it five years ago. He'll look it 20 years from now.
She's got two things to do: carry clothes and press 'em wrong.
To put me to bed? Take my clothes off, hold my head?
It was a drizzly night. I remember I asked the taxi to wait.
The girl next door, the girl on the moon. Time has been good to Eve.
What a lovely, clever name. Where the elite meet.
Fasten your seat belts, it's going to be a bumpy night
After you change, if you're not busy elsewhere, we could have supper.
Nice speech, Eve. But I wouldn't worry too much about your heart.
- What have I got to do with it? - Everything.
I wouldn't think of taking that girl away from you.
Isn't it silly? Suddenly I've developed a big, protective feeling toward her.
That you have the same contempt for me as for them?
However, it is important that you know where you are and why you are here.
- Good night. - Good night.
All about Eve, in fact.
We rehearsed most of last night.
...when I need you more than ever.
80% of it'll go for taxes.
...since I'm a playwright and not an oil-well operator, I was thinking...
Of course, they're just movie stars.
"Taken it for granted"?
- Just wondered what? - Why?
- The gong rang, the fight's over, calm down. - I will not calm down.
- Where's my coat? - Right where you left it.
...will take place in a well-padded booby hatch.
Fasten your seatbelts Its going to be a bumpy night!
I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings. It's just my way of talking.
- Aren't you? - Frankly, yes.
That's fine. Fine and dandy.
I won't forget.
Are you proud of me, Bill?
It's your birthday.
This type is out to make a buck.
- Nothing? - Everything. Everything's so funny.
That's never stopped you before.
Then, when the show went East, I went East.
- How far is the station? - About three or four miles.
- I wish I could believe that. - Give yourself time.
Eve became my sister, lawyer, mother, friend, psychiatrist and cop.
They carry on and misbehave. They'd get drunk if they knew how...
Mrs. Richards?
Then you two must have a long talk.
I understand she's now the understudy in there.
Nothing in her background should have brought her closer to the stage than Row E.
...that have made her name resound through the nation.