Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ricky Rocket is taking me to schooI.
Love, Elroy.
Show them what we're going to do to them, Chuckles.
Here they are, children, your weekly report tapes.
What have you done with our boy? Elroy, where are you?
Let's make this the best show on TV. Best, best, best!
- He sure didn't waste time. - Right.
Wait for me.
You can say that again.
It's okay, kid. You can put them down.
Hey, Judy, let's blast out. We'll be late for schooI.
Time to go play with your doggy pals.
Calling all dicks
"Yabba-dabba-doo!"
We just got us a new hideout, the kid's house.
The Unspaceables.
Let me up! Get me out of here! Help!
But Judy...
Two months? Oh, no. You can't stay here.
...and he's wearing space sneakers and...
I hope you don't mind instant.
Oh, boy. I feeI lower than a Martian midget.
Well, like I always said...
I switched report tapes with Elroy.
What have you to say for yourself... Yourself... Yourself...
Just robbers in this one, kid. No cops.
First I'll start by taking away his credit cards.