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I won't let you do that to my little one.
I was out of my mind until she got back.
- I hope you're not going to be angry. - What is it?
Now, what on earth did I do with that will?
"Like an echo from the caves of Kakamora...
I don't know. Mr. O'Bannion said he just had to meet my mother.
Brian, you mustn't!
You don't think I'd run off and abandon you to the Babcocks, do you?
Put this on my head. Hurry! No matter how it looks.
Why don't you let me send these COD?
That's better. Be an angel and tell lto to bring me breakfast.
It follows ancient Greek principles...
- Work? - You'll return to the stage...
Soak them all up, like a sponge.
It's too far.
She's sleeping in two bedrooms?
There's some friends I'd like you to meet.
- Do you throw anything away? - I may go back to one of these colors.
Miss Dennis? Yes, she's here. Who's calling, please?
- My, what a stunning apartment. - Thank you.
Then I'm not going either. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!
- Hello! - How do you do?
Doctor, get this woman on your couch in a hurry!
Well, where are we riding to? Outside of the hounds, of course.
When are we going to have time to ourselves?
Everybody into the solarium. I think I hear them coming now.
...l'd present you with a slim volume of my poems, The Parched Garden.
Only 13 in two weeks?
Stop looking at the pictures. Read it to me, I'm listening.
Yes, isn't it? Ladies and gentlemen, I want to propose a toast.
- What's that thing supposed to be? - A Dictaphone.
I belong to one world, you to another. It's better we part now.
That's Babcock, the baboon-faced boy to you.
Brian, you accepted! It might do you good to get back in the world.
And you'd better bring your scarf, it's cold outside.
Oh, dear.
I'm all alone here and if you wouldn't consider me too presumptuous...
- Vera and Lindsay. - Mame, darling.
What's happened to you?
I consider myself responsible for this!
You want to talk to Mr. Gutterman? I'll connect you.
Was I interrupting?
It's your Dictaphone and your typewriter.
- That blackberry jam? - Of course.
Haven't we met before?
Gloria is a very sensitive and well brought-up girl.
...as wonderful and as fine a gentleman as you are a fine lady.
It's almost a week till Christmas.
Yes. Come in, children. Do, please.
There must be something I can do.
Widdicombe, Gutterman, Applewhite, Bibberman and Black.
Thanks.
Labor. The problem of labor in India is gargantuan.
My hat! Thank you.
Stop it!
...and I have met the kids from all the best families in Connecticut."
We won't bother you with family stuff.
- What's wrong? - He came to my school...
You'll only get him Christmas and summer.
We do it right after yogurt time.
- And what's that? - I'm your sponge.
Just imagine, a Japanese houseboy...
Again? What does she do, live here?
I'm proud of you!
At 2:00? You'll be lucky to get in by 5. She's sleeping.
This is goodbye, Reginald. I hear the others coming.
Fabulous estate at Newport.
Baby pictures of Gloria?
I built it. It has a rubber-band motor. I built the body out of wood.
- Pat. Patrick Dennis. - I know the Dennis part.
I've got to see Mrs. Burnside before she goes.
Mame, where are you? We're all waiting on you.
It's wonderful of you all. Very touching, but... What's that?
It has real airplane motors and live sheep. It's devastating.
Yes, of course. Then you've met. Oh, Perry!
You've known fascinating people: Winston Churchill, Gandhi, me.
You're at school, dear?
For a honeymoon, let's take a trip around the world for a few years.
Now, we know all about these women's things, don't we?
I don't remember who the girl was, but it made me cry.
Is it your bedtime? No, it can't be. The powder room?
Your brother's will was most specific. Conservative schooling, he said.
This is ridiculous.
I hope nothing has happened... To Agnes.
Except nothing's worth anything anymore.
Charmed...
I hope it's all right to have a cocktail hour in the patio.
Stir, never shake. Bruises the gin.
That means you're very special to me too.
Well, it's awfully good of you to let me know.
- Get that dog of a dress off her. - Me tuck her in.
Auntie Mame
Patrick, I want you to meet Lindsay Woolsey, the publisher.
Now let me see you smile. I want to see it.
Come on, let's go, everybody!
Good morning.
Can you assist me in ordering 24 pair of those roller skates?
Now you've ruined everything. All my plans for Patrick...!
Of course, I use quite a little rum too.
I just happen to have a little sidesaddle that'll do you fine.
What vistas we're going to explore together.
Say!
...pretending to be lady fishes depositing their eggs in the sand.
Patrick.
"Narcississistic, Lysissistrata...
Is the English lady sick?
Well, ma'am, I'm in oil.