Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nobody rides sidesaddle now, but it's the only way I know.
I see.
Want to know the truth? I've been trying to avoid it.
You know, you have very beautiful eyes.
Wouldn't that make a wedding present?
- Did you see our driveway signpost? - I did.
Dr. Spock says it's impossible.
- You don't know his name. - I do.
Eight times, she climbed the Matterhorn to throw rose petals down the glacier.
Tell me, dear, have you chosen your major yet?
He didn't drive. We hitchhiked.
How can I ever face the theatre guild?
I can slip him into a berth on Madison Avenue or a seat on the stock exchange.
Oh, I forgot. One moment! Thank you.
Showoff.
She's a prominent Northern horsewoman. Naturally, we've got to have a hunt.
She's having a little trouble with her halo.
You see, me be Charlie of the Ritz.
How bleak was my puberty!
I'm A Bride! oh darling, congratulations!
Hot damn! My sister's gonna bust a gut!
School begins the day after Labor Day. He must be back by then.
I'm charmed to meet you, all of you.
And here's Uncle Dwight.
Well, how about that?
Marvelous! You'll make a fortune out of this book.
It's just what you wanted. Respectable.
Let's have three cheers, everybody, for my little Yankee!
Mame, I'm sorry about making my proposal so public...
They're headed back this way!
Have you talked to your stockbroker? Yes, I can see you have.
- What's his name? - Meditation.
How vivid.
He spoke French to the counterman.
- Here's what you dictated. - Thank you.
- Hi, everybody. - Well, hello, son.
You know, green suits me. I think I'll phone up Maggie.
Me never believe in Santa. Me beginning to change mind.
I don't have a very clear picture of what's going on.
Pegeen, are you having trouble? Help her, please.
Hurry, my tray, darling! Auntie needs fuel.
Your Aunt Mamie made this for me, and I'm gonna drink it.
What a divine name you've given this place, Upson Downs.
Actually, it's sort of a fishberry jam. It's called caviar.
- I think it's very unusual. - Agnes! What is she doing here?
- My, my, my, my. - They're not quite diamonds.
Now, she's the tragic queen. She's having such fun being miserable.
His expenses shall be supervised by Mr. Dwight Babcock...
Not yet. So I die an old maid sometime before lunch.
Well, I guess there's only one thing left for me to do.
Come, Patrick. Do be careful, darling.
I'm sorry.
This isn't the kind of trustee that lives in a prison. As a rule.
These are the only bracelets I have in the world.
Besides, I have my own fine gentleman, Norah...
Just fine.
You're both so dear to me.
Try this. You need a dress like I wore as Lady... That's stunning!
...and give the Upsons as cozy a time as they gave me.
I went next door and said, "Can I baby-sit? Can I do something?"
I've got it! The perfect solution. It'll solve everything. You'll work.
And from now on, you must call me Auntie Mame. Well, well, well, now.
Come and get it. Come along, come along.
...but I'm gonna do everything I can to make you happy.
Now, open your presents.
Well, I...
Not you, Mr. Babcock. You can have all you want.
I won't expose my life to some beer-drinking Irishman...
A lot of folderol about the Knickerbocker Bank...
- Mame, are you home? - Is that you, Vera?
Well, it's been nice knowing you.
Take these glasses off forever.
Just as I was getting used to all them dragons. What is it?
Name the school, and Patrick and I will know what to do.
Come, child.
...with the power to keep my crazy sister...
I told you to take your pills a quarter past 8.
These are the rest of my kin. The Jacksons, Picketts, Burnsides.
Wear it with your mink coat. You'll make a sensation at Macy's.
My, my, my, my, my.
"Libido, inferiority complex, stinko, blotto...
Yes, Mr. Bibberman?
Don't let me catch the sight of your evil face again, you assassin!
I didn't know this. "Horses aren't native to America."
- Be careful. The ink's wet. - My book!
I'll go up and get some film of you.
...then add clam juice and peanut butter.
Have you thought of the Dillman School? It's here...
Come, Mame. Let us lie down in front of the fire and stare at the flames.
- You dressed yet, Mame, honey? - Come in, Beau, darling.
- I thought this was a family night. - This is our family.
That's it. Now, give me a nice pose, Mame, darling.
- You sit. - Thank you.
Who cares about money? I've lost my child.
We'll tell him the story. How long will it take to finish this book?
Hang on to the red dye pot. I may want it after visiting the Upsons.
Take it right down. I want everything to be perfect.
- Live, that's the message. - Live?
With the book, I mean.
Ms. Charles asked...
...and everything.
...scrubbed up and presentable for inspection, is that it?
That's exactly what I had in mind.
Mr. Upson, you lucky devil.
I'm an Upper Richmond Girls' School girl.
After the reports I'd heard, I was prejudiced, and not in your favor.
We're out here on the patio, Mrs. Burnside.
Isn't it wonderful, Patrick?
That settles it. In your honor, we've got to have a hunt.
...l'd like you to meet Acacius Page, Patrick's first teacher in New York.
This section is restricted only up to our property line.
I've gotta get out before he gets in.
- That last one was the best one yet. - Good, darling.
But he is kind of cute, isn't he?
Of course, a bit of champagne, if it's handy.
- Circulate, darling. Circulate! - New man in your life?
- Listen to this. - Show me.
Oh, Lord!
How do you turn her off?
Well, how are you?
Oh, Patrick.
- I was getting tired of microbes. - Now, you know you...