Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll tell you. Because it has its ups and down.
- Could I try some of that jam? - Jam?
A little powder and you'll look...
Even a lad of 15 can feel strongly about his country's independence.
We'll tackle him in our own good time.
- What's libido? - It's perfectly simple. It...
Mr. O'Bannion to see you.
No, he was right. Mame can't go on living in a vacuum.
...Lady Iris.
- Fall off! Fall off! - Look out for that flood wall!
Mame.
- Darling, excuse me a minute. - Sure.
Yes, he was a nice man, but I sent him away.
How difficult he was. But I must be fair to Father.
Take this. It keeps on getting in my way.
- What are you writing? - "Chapter one, page one.
Madam having affair now.
Ms. Dennis! May I inquire what is going on here?
Spirits!
She last pretty good tonight. Marie Antoinette room again?
- Pick up my coat! - Bye, Aunt Vera!
- It's Mr. Babcock, from the bank. - I've been dodging him for days.
We never would have if she hadn't phoned.
Well, it was just ghastly.
I can understand that. I'm knee-deep in family.
Planned the wedding.
You'll have to work at something.
There's the signal, darling! Come on, let's hurry.
How vivid. Come right along, then. You can join me for tea.
All we've seen was the store. Haven't even called my office.
...monkey glands, Karl Marx." Is he one of the Marx Brothers?
Does Dr. Spock mention that a child needs a father?
Uncle Dwight introduced us.
...a frightened little boy...
I'll get it, Brian. Hello.
- Will someone help me with the ladder? - Of course.
...who leads a low, common life in some Third Avenue bar!
Please let us escape from this den of criminals.
- Help me get this down. - Help her, darling.
Brian?
...we're having a hunt. Your sweet Yankee girl is riding sidesaddle!
Help is on the way darlings!
I've seen you through yogi, sculpture, dance and foods.
She's not quite herself at the moment.
I'll pay you back one day.
This child is just doing this for a little literary experience.
- You want? - Is this the residence of Mame Dennis?
It's coming along
Remain calm, for a horse has a highly developed sense of smell...
In two weeks, they've had 13 cocktail parties.
This is Mr. Page, dear.
- Wait for your collaborator. - Collaborator?
Patrick, my little Patrick.
Why don't you and I get together and buy the newlyweds that?
...and marry him off to a girl with braces on her brains.
Here's all about the roller skates and Uncle Beau.
- I'll bet you thought of that. - That was Claude.
I'll bet she's better fixed than Dwight figured.
Now, hush.
A great lady of the theater and my dearest friend, Vera Charles.
- I beg your pardon? - I don't want him in this house.
Well, you know what I mean.
We pay grocery and butcher bill. Now Mr. Schultz no give nasty look.
That is, a sculptor friend used this room for six months.
Nuts?
...me!
All right! Let's get organized. What time is it, and what day is it?
Right now.
What a seat that woman has! What a magnificent seat!
No, your telegram said October 1. That's tomorrow. This is September 31.
Too experimental. You wanna keep the riffraff out of the boy's life.
- What's your shoe size? - 3B.
Do you think you and I can ever get anyplace?
- My left side or the horse's left side? - It doesn't say. Listen to this.
Now, give me a nice smile. Patrick, take off your hat.
Mame! Up here, Mame, honey!
- No, thank you. - Won't you sit down?
...free love, bathtub gin...
Those awful foreign movies. What I go through for your nephew.
- Vladimir, what are you doing here? - Drinking myself to death, of course.
All right, and thank you very much. Goodbye.
...is about to descend upon me like a vulture and rob me of my child.
Siam. "Dear Patrick:
- That's not a real sword, is it? - It's a scimitar.
Don't know why you had to go and bring back a Northern lemon.
Brian!
If there's nothing more you wanted, I just thought I'd go up to my room.
It's in your lap, Mother Burnside.
I declare, it's a miracle.
Where's my snuffbox? What son of a dog stole my snuffbox?
She's a very special girl, and...
Please, Miss Gooch!
Don't you worry about a thing, Claude. I'm fully covered by fire insurance.
- It's salty, but I like it. - Good. You have wonderful taste.
Just plain old pickled rattlesnake.
In the event of my demise, I direct Norah Muldoon to deliver Patrick...
- Well, it was amusing. - Yes, yes.
Acacius, darling, your lotus juice.
I'm Norah Muldoon. I'm bringing Dennis to his aunt.
- Dennis? - Hey, Dennis!
That's succinct. What did you do in Chicago for fun?
I've got to tell you, I adored you in Mary of Scotland.
Going down to the main floor. Cigars, cigarettes, lingerie, hardware.
Do that, honey
Patrick won't let you settle him down in a restricted community...
You dropped by to see that I was all...
I'll get a blood test.