Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Go away. Go to that girl of yours.
And you will please not call again.
She was a fool not to sense there was something phoney in my set-up.
Well, hello, young fellow.
- The cameras have arrived. - They have?
I couldn't get hold of my agent, naturally.
You'd be killing yourself to an empty house. The audience left years ago.
I'm not worried. The old team together again. Nothing can stop us.
He could let me have twenty, but twenty wouldn't do.
Dr. Meza The new product manager
I just came to say goodnight. You mustn't see me.
This is no time for cameras.
OK.
So she put on about half a pound of make-up, fixed it up with a veil,
I thought of Artie Green.
Write plenty of background so they'll need an extra director.
I'm sorry to bother you again, but I must speak to Mr Gillis.
I couldn't go back to my apartment now those bloodhounds were on to me.
You won't. I'll get us a refill of this horrible liquid.
clunk me on the head with a shoe.
- Norma Desmond. - Jonesy, hey, Jonesy.
What?
Lady, you've got the wrong man. I had some trouble with a flat tyre.
Alright Sherry i'm ready for my close-up
The old familiar story. You help a timid soul across a crowded street.
''Screenplay by';, ''Original story by;'.
Now we need a topcoat. Show me your camel's hair.
I'm not enquiring where Mr Gillis goes every night.
- You know I'm not afraid to die. - That's between you and yourself.
in the boudoir of her house on Sunset Boulevard...
After that, an army of beauty experts
- Wait a minute. - Harry Wilcoxon?
Understand, I discovered her when she was sixteen. I made her a star.
Naturally. I brought them myself.
They think the actors make it up as they go.
- It is not. Get out. - I'm sorry.
- "Dark Windows". How'd you like it? - I didn't, except for about six pages.
Those idiot producers, those imbeciles! Haven't they got eyes?
Joe, where are you? What is this all about?
- Whaddya know, Joe Gillis! - Hi, Artie.
I hope you haven't lost your sense of humour.
Maybe I could wipe the whole nasty mess out of my life.
That car better be here by noon tomorrow or there'll be fireworks.
- What happens when she finds out? - She never will.
- It took you hours. - I ran into some people I know.
Mr DeMille, do you mind if I say a few words? Thank you.
No one ever leaves a star. That's what makes one a star.
That story Betty Schaefer dug up
I dropped the hook, and she snapped at it.
with two shots in his back and one in his stomach. Nobody important.
Joe!
- Hello, Mr DeMille. - Good to see you.
she'd put on a live show for me.
Let's have the car right outside. OK.
Not while I'm under this strain. My nerves are torn to shreds.
- And you'll play Salome. - Who else?
You'll get it over your radio and on television,
Ever been in one of these old Hollywood palazzos?
It kept him from giving us an accompaniment on that organ.
Hey, you! Max, whatever your name is, what are my things doing here?
I think pictures should say something.
Me? I'm busy. I just finished a script and I'm doing another assignment.
That's me!
I'm not afraid. Read it.
- That's what's on my Guild card. - And you have written pictures?
Hello, is this Gladstone 9281?
So they opened their big mouths and out came talk, talk, talk!
The last week in December, the rains came.
She dances the dance of the seven veils.
Something was the matter all right.
I didn't come to see a house. What about Norma Desmond?
About three days later, she was good and ready.
I’ve got paint cans in La Quinta Shaking, shaking, shaking!
You think I made that up about the gun, don't you? All right.
and Black Dahlia suspect.
There are no locks on any of the doors, sir.
- Sh! You'll wake up the monkey. - Get out! Max.
Careful of these tiles, they're slippery. Valentino used to dance here.
The old team? Yeah.
You're a darling.
You there, why are you so late?
There's nothing tragic about being 50, unless you try to be 25.
No truer word said !