Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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BOY 4: She's turning around. Look at that ass.
You know what? I live with two chicks.
That's the country just north of Harlem and west of Puerto Rico.
- Yeah. - Well, that's great!
My father is very, very famous. He danced with the Rockettes.
- What? - How does it affect you?
And who would play all these science-fiction symphonies?
Be simple, be honest, but most of all, be yourself.
[MUMBLING]
I've got to keep control
All right, let's go. Thank you. Don't be late. Come on. Don't be late.
You got to understand something.
Does your mama cook and clean and wear old clothes for a ghost? A ghost?
- Your daddy doing government work. - That's the truth.
Santa Claus just ripped everybody off.
I dry the tears
Come on with the rain I've a smile on my face
They're all the same. What do you expect?
...and record contracts, son, and awards?
So it's the laughter
He'll never leave you alone
He's doing a little bit of work for the government, but...
She gets multiple orgasm every time she buys something.
[HORSE NEIGHS]
But you can't help your glands. I'm sorry! I'm just so nervous.
Mr. Shorofsky does not understand any music past Mozart when he was 2.
- Bongos, maracas, that sort of stuff. - What did he teach you?
There's an open call for a movie at the Diplomat Hotel.
Yeah. Could you arch your back? Arch your back a little, Coco.
MARTELLI: Very nice. COCO: Yeah.
Coco.
And this one night...
- I prefer my basement, no people. - There's money though, in summer trade.
Looks like somebody finally corked up old Finsecker.
Bruno, do you have friends? Huh?
One time we were together, though. She met me in San Francisco once...
Excuse me, miss. It's a violin bow. Hold it with a little respect, like...
TEACHER: Let the arms go.
I love your coat.
My nose is ordinary. My body's ordinary. And my voice, it's... Yuck!
I might be.
Tonight is Christine's 150th time!
Mr. Martelli. We are ready when you are. Would you care to begin?
Yeah
TEACHER: Just sing to Michael...
Take the risk!
And through. And drop.
You should see what walks in the room.
That's a goddamn lie!
- Garcia, Ralph. - It's Garci.
It's not natural. When I was your age, I'm telling you...
Please pay attention. We have a lot to do today.
My little princess lay
I don't like birthday parties. Or pink dresses.
I read Back Stage, Show Business and Variety
- Is that your stepfather? - My analyst.
A few unkind words aren't going to bother me none.
ALL: Kick it!
She didn't do it for me. She wants my father to think she cares.
- It's taken, Goldilocks. - Don't count on it.
...watch them on television.
[WOMAN CHUCKLES]
You must hold your bow like this, not like that.
We see her a couple times a year. She's got a birth defect.
Hmm? Hmm? You're... Oh, oh, oh.
- I'm not "dear." - Évidemment.
- I'm in your acting class. - I know.
May be beautiful and yet
Or has an abortion, God forbid.
Dance is not a way of getting through school.
- What's your name? - Ralph Garci.
SHERWOOD: Johnson, Leroy.
DORIS: What does that mean?
Of the way we were
Like Godard.
I'm here, and I'm in this fucking school.
Dancers don't get sick.
Bruno, how do they recognize your talent and give you scholarships...
Faster.
- Michael? - Yeah.
That's lovely.
Tights. He won't wear them.
[WHINING]
I'm not!
You know, I play your tapes for my customers, you know.
That's great. Hon, where you from?
Dance is the hardest department in the school.
Or even being Jewish.
[MAN COUGHS]
- You're in a church. - You're in the Dark Ages!
- You did what? - I got stoned.
...that fucked it up in the first place!
But it's coming. I keep my eyes open.
LEROY: Here.
You have a natural rapport with the camera.
And the void would be calling
Doris Finsecker.
More energy!
Then my mom kept buying me pretty ballet tutus, and I got hooked on it.
Not animal-type rats. I'm talking about real rats...
Don't thank me. You deserved the award and the scholarship.
Always reachin'
TEACHER: Yeah. - All right.
Yeah.
Wow, that's me.
JANET: Where did that motorcyclist come from?
- What's it spell? ALL: Rocky!
- That'd be great. - Oh, okay.
Get off my case, huh, Papa?
And I'll burn with the fire Of 10 million stars
RALPH: Calling Montgomery MacNeil.