Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, Dad. Which is the front?
The nippers wouldn't think much of their Santa Claus...
That's it!
Mr. Babcock thinks you're in school.
- That couldn't be Meditation! - Yes, fine bit of horseflesh.
There we are. You have now been immortalized in celluloid.
Norah took me to a movie once about a trustee.
Up every morning at dawn for a ride through Central Park.
As county veterinarian, I commanded you two years ago to destroy that horse!
This is a serious drama.
I too am looking forward with anticipation to meeting you.
For 9 years I've tried to open windows in his life.
Well, Mame, you and I don't exactly come from the same world.
Don't you be going by way of the North Pole. We're not greenhorns.
How vivid.
...acting for the Knickerbocker Bank...
Pegeen, call Denmark quick and get ahold of Yul Uhlu!
You show me a gypsy that lives like we do.
You'll agree that it's time he be enrolled in an institution of learning.
No, I didn't. I usually go from school to Connecticut, to Uncle Dwight's.
That's Miss Tuttail, Little Glory's first school teacher.
Don't you worry. Just be looking out at the view there.
I told the man you had to have a quiet one for when you go on-stage.
- And we'd have dinner together. - I'm not dressed.
Your own little den.
Well, it was in 1922. The Great Rebellion.
- Let go! - I can't. I'm stuck.
Oh, Mame, darling.
Please!
Doris, you're not comfortable. These are all marvelously adjustable.
The big hoom today
It might be a little avant-garde for the Upsons.
Vera, can I persuade you to have a drink?
I've been going with her for several months.
...to my sister, Mame Dennis, at 3 Beekman Place, New York City.
lto had money put by and so did I, for a rainy day, you might say.
Claude, I'm not going to tell you one thing that's in these drinks...
She get ready for Connecticut. Where Duesenberg?
- Hold it right there, darling. - Now, no higher, Beau.
- I mean, could you...? - Mame! Mame, darling!
- Now, did you put film in this time? - I sure did.
I wonder if it makes the best first impression on a sensitive young mind...
She may let loose with a million words and ideas.
- It's called "molding a new life." - You've been in some mood.
That long ride up in the elevator, it's after getting me dizzy.
Well, now, you two run along and have a good time.
Tell me why you came here.
It's like the ladies' restroom in the Oriental Theater.
Go down and make Mr. Babcock feel at home.
We'll talk about it later.
Did it occur to you this boy might be hungry...
Those enchanting miniatures in the powder room of John Quincy Adams.
- Morning, Miss Dennis. - Morning.
The head monk is Auntie Mame's friend.
And the well-known publisher, Mr. Lindsay Woolsey.
I had to talk to you.
...gave me a good price for my hockey stick and microscope.
Marry him the minute he asks you!
- Think, Agnes, think. - Think?
The first week in September, Auntie Mame.
- Let me see. Chapter one, page one. - She's supposed to start right now?
Lindsay feels that Warner Bros. might pay for our book...
It's my new dress. I haven't had it on yet.
Even chosen my gift.
If I hadn't grabbed on to this, I'd have been in Nova Scotia!
Of course! You must hear his new symphony, the pastorale.
Don't start that! How can I be a wife? I'm too busy being a mother.
...Jackson Pickett Burnside.
It's like New Haven with the bracelet. I got stuck, but at the other end.
I've been ready for quite some time. Come, Glory!
Would you excuse me?
Add water and stir. Would you want to go there?
Stay out of the flowerbed! Get that horse out of my bougainvillea!
Say, boys, you can bring Miss Dennis' horse around now!
Thanks, Auntie Mame.
Patrick. Patrick, my little love!
I never knew before they did it all with rubber bands.
And until now it wasn't definite.
Is there a wedding?
Bye, kid!
Every eye in this county will be on you tomorrow.
If we're going to have Christmas, let's have it all around.
Now, some pickled octopus, raw fish tails...
No, sidesaddle. Daddy, the colonel, insisted that I learn it.
Isn't it wonderful? So easy to sweep under.
We were playing fish families. It's part of constructive play.
If you'll just be patient, madam. Where is the roller-skate lady?
Maybe that wasn't a movie we went to.
Well, has he?
This is the master control. Each chair has its cord.
We had this terrific volley...
You can take me all the way back to New York.
There, now.
- Hello, Mame. - I'll be with you in a minute.
Colleague, my foot! Gloria would never understand...
Like a Spanish lady. It's in my suitcase.
You want to pay? Cash?
No, Patrick. The bubbles no longer tickle my nose.
...Babbitty little snobs on the Eastern seaboard?
I'm insanely jealous of this kid. It's torture and I love it.
...Lord Dudley.
Step right up now, and get your red hot chapters!
- You're not fit to raise a child! - Something's happened?
I've gone to pains to gather information on some better boys' schools in town.
What have you got back there, reindeer?
On festive occasions.