Orson Welles agreed to direct one segment, and asked for a contract to be sent to him in Los Angeles. He died before signing the contract, which had been sent, according to producer Don Boyd, to an address that turned out to be the funeral parlor in which he was laid out. Boyd is still unsure whether this was Welles' final joke.
He looks like he's made for love. He hasn't found my eyes charming enough. He hasn't found my eyes charming enough.
Jeune Fille: O how I'd love to hate him.
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$7,580 20 March 1988