Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Orders from the front office.
Get invited to dances and parties.
Cads!
Good girl.
As you can see by those clippings, I've got you pegged dead to rights.
Yes, he'll be taking her out on dates to parties, dances.
Hey, Dash?
You're going to find out that fellas is a heap more fun than them critters.
But I'm gonna pan her close-ups, dolly her make-up, and budget her arcs... till I have built her up... to what you call a top... box office has-been.
Meantime, she can have some fun.
I find that very difficult to believe.
Yes, sir.
How come the girls at the mill back in Springfield know so much about parties way out in Hollywood?
Wolves!
You and me.
Hillbilly, that is.
Morning, boss.
What is it, Tom?
I'm gonna look for her.
What do you know about Hollywood parties?
Well, I'll be switched.
Have you read the script?
There.
No, you can't.
Ellie Mae, your producer is ready.
You have my word of honor.