Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

An awful nice guy, an assistant director.
I cannot let her be destroyed.
You see those offices there, Mr Gillis?
Her first number was always the Mack Sennett Bathing Beauty.
- Why not stay here? - I'll come back early tomorrow.
Joe!
Or maybe some cement and ask for your footprint.
There are no locks anywhere in this house, sir.
OK.
only I found everything unendurable after she'd left me.
- I'll take care of that. - It's all taken care of, all paid for.
The perfect setting for a silent movie queen. Poor devil.
It was all done with great dignity.
They don't know each other but share a room. It's cheaper.
It'll never make "House Beautiful", but it's OK for one night.
As day breaks over the murder house, Norma Desmond,
Why have you kept me waiting so long?
It can't be done. Stop being chicken-hearted and write that story.
What you're trying to say is you don't want me to love you. Say it.
out of beat with the rest of the world, crumbling apart in slow motion.
- Go on in. - Maybe I'd better take my car...
Slanted this way a little. So I had it fixed.
My agent said it was dead, but I knew a bigshot who liked me.
Look at them in the front offices, the masterminds!
The heartless so-and-sos. What would they do to Norma?
This time, it wasn't to see a picture, it was to try and write one.
- Or do you want us to haul it away? - The car isn't here.
My father was head electrician here. Mother still works in wardrobe.
Don't hate me, Joe. I did it because I need you.
I don't care.
Smart girl. Nothing like being 22.
- Tails, that's ridiculous! - For parties and New Year's Eve.
I'm all right again. Tell me you're not cross.
How come this gun was right there?
hallo Tigri
Norma Desmond's coming in to see you, Mr DeMille.
I knew there was something wrong with them.
They call me the Elsa Maxwell of the assistant directors.
It's a rehash of something not very good.
or maybe begging me in her own proud way to like it.
Come clean. At night you weep for the lost close-ups, those galas.
- We're ready, Mr DeMille. - All right.
Max, champagne.
It would save us a honeymoon.
- Just a scene I threw out. - Which scene?
Madame got the razor from your room and cut her wrists.
- Well? - This is fascinating.
She was absolutely determined to be ready,
OK.
When did he say it, Norma?
- Hello, Joe. - Tom.
They're dead, they're finished.
maybe you'd like to hear the facts, the whole truth.
Be careful as you cross the patio. Madame may be watching.
How about looking for the exit? This way, Betty.
- Is that so? - I loaned it to a friend.
Pardon me, gentlemen, but I must get ready for my scene.
He says it only costs two dollars to get married there.
- You can see I'm terribly busy. - That's no excuse.
It got to be eleven, and I felt a little sick at my stomach,
Last one was about Okies in the Dust Bowl.
Why? Her career? She got enough out of it. She's not forgotten.
went to bed every night at nine.
- Some men outside ask for you. - I'm not here.
Sorry about New Year's. Would you believe I stayed with a sick friend?
Important enough for Mr DeMille to call me personally.
I had an original story kicking around Paramount.
"Great star kills herself for unknown writer."
We have to be very careful. No sleeping pills, no razor blades.
Kind of a combination office, Kaffeeklatsch and waiting room.
So Max got that old bus off its blocks and polished it up.
I'd hoped to get in on this deal.
It meant so much to her.
I want to talk to you. Not now, I'm playing three no trump.
those headlines would kill her.
Look, there's Norma Desmond.
Cameras? What is it, Max?
Ask him. Ask him again.
What's wrong with you tonight?