Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So you have buttons...
Mr. Hughes, however, has added 11 maintenance men to this maiden taxi test...
The gyro forces are too much. You send these planes into barrel rolls...
Typhus, malaria, cholera, yellow fever. You name it, they got it.
Everybody works for you, Howard.
Be that as it may, you still have to answer for the Spruce Goose.
I get these ideas, these...
Increasing starboard engine only.
More than half a million souls lining the curb of Hollywood Boulevard.
- You're coming on pretty strong for it. - Well, it's my bill, Howard, you know.
That's very kind of you, Owen.
What is it?
...boondoggle of his, that model airplane he's building...
Zippers.
Get a loan against all the TWA equipment and capital.
... would be solely a taxi experiment. He said he didn't know what might happen.
We're too alike, you and I.
Juan Trippe is working with Senator Brewster now.
Or across the Atlantic.
You're not one for tears, and, well...
...E.
... the United States for quite some time to come.
Right. That's right. The investigation's closed. Nobody knows a thing.
Ava, look over here. Howard.
An additional 1.7 million. We got that much?
Howard, are you there?
We're in a street fight with that son of a bitch.
Show me all the blueprints.
There goes one wing section, 160 feet long with four engine housings.
Double that and you've got some idea of the wingspread.
Yeah, absolutely.
No. No, 20,000.
- It's 4:30. - I talked to Bob last week. He's in New York.
...Riverside, Van Nuys and Bakersfield. It has been eight months!
So by your admission in this chamber, Mr. Hughes...
Joan Crawford, Ginger Rogers, Linda Darnell, Joan Fontaine...
- He does. - And what is his official title?
Hughes Tool is incorporated in Texas. They have to see the bills.
...I find that a dubious claim, Howard.
- No. No. - So how many cameras do you have now?
- Howard... - I need those suits first thing tomorrow.
- Could you get me some shoes? - Shoes.
I read your résumé, talked to your references. Know what I'm looking for?
Yeah. That sounds fine.
Oh, he's not going to like that
Lickety-split, boss.
Three's good.
Mr. Hughes has a statement.
Mortgage Tool Co.
I could do that.
Doctor.
...and full left aileron, but she won't stay level. Goddamn it.
Now, is it possible that these could be considered bribes?
Buy a lotta hipster coffee shops, do they?
I've been on the phone to Houston for three hours.
Whole place is nothing but pestilential swamp.
You tell me. We'll find some alloy that works just as well.
- They're open till about 4. - Are they?
Hot dog! I'm so proud of you.
TWA will begin flights from New York to Paris...
Country mouse!
The cumulonimbus formations about which you speak...
Hey. You want the good news or the bad news?
Will you fly me to work tomorrow?
Too many acute angles. Too many eccentricities.
Look, you got girls stashed all over town. You got a damn harem just at the Bel-Air.
Sultry Southern tigress Ava Gardner dazzles the room tonight.
- The press can be a damned nuisance. - Was it a Doberman?
You did it!
How do you spell that? Like? Like Fernando Lamas?
You get him here in an hour, all right?
Yes.
But...
Let's get rid of competition and have a nationalized airline...
- A Doberman, Mr. Hughes? Or a dachshund? - Neither, sir.
You ever steal anything? You ever hurt anyone?
See, the thing is, I care very much about aviation.
- Try to get me 40 million. - And if TWA defaults on the loan?
... even to the smallest degree...
Mr. Breen. It's good to see you again.
...in the dark.
See, this is what the people want. Silent pictures are yesterday's news.
I don't know what reel 10 is.
You can't buy me, Howard, so stop trying.
In other words, we are 30 feet high in this aircraft.
- What do you say, Howard? - Yeah?
Huge crowds jam the surrounding shoreline this morning.
Odie.
...as are his nose, his chin, his cheek, his left knee, his left elbow.
On occasion.
Doctor...
Howard?
- Are you okay, lady? - What are you doing with her?
From New York to Paris, he cuts Lindbergh's time in half. Then on to Moscow.
Well, we have a long list of particulars.
You don't care about money because you've always had it.
...Mr. Hughes was picking the pocket of the American taxpayer.
Would you just smile for me one time? Just once?
Yes, well, let me present the feminine star of this spectacle, Hell's Angels...
This isn't gonna be that easy.
Just give me a second.
...just this year so far. The Army needs a new airplane to fly the troops to Europe.
- Speak up. - One cut.
The way of the future.
- No. - Okay.
- You're a press agent, are you not? - Yeah.
I gotta go, baby.
I don't have any shoes.
Trans World is good. Kind of peppy.
Now that is the future.
- Snuff? - These would be flying magazines?
Four's good.
Can you hear me?
Hell, why should I let someone else have all the fun? See you in a bit.
Hell, Jack, I got a tiger by the tail here. I ain't gonna let it go.
...well, I am only a private citizen.
The way of the future.
- All right. - Wait. Did I say Penney's or Woolworth's?
You know how many Allied ships we lost because of U-boat attacks?
Well, considering our stock is trading at three times yours...
Look.
TWA at four and a quarter.
- What? What was that? - You just sniggered.
... it goes on day after day, month after month.
- Produce him? - Will you cause him to appear?
- Yeah. - Where'd you sail from?
Gives me the willies.
- Professor. - Yes?
I mean, I put my money into the planes, senator. My money.
You ever screw a colored girl?
Seating capacity for 60. Wingspan, 123 feet.
Now, if I've lost a lot of the government's money during the war, I hope folks...
Mama, darling, if I'm a success in this show...
Ten.