Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can cook, sew, iron, carry your bowling ball.
Telephone!
- What's up, Fred? Why are we stopping? - Some smart aleck blocking the road.
While Barney's chopping wood, you girls set up camp.
- Yeah, and it's a big one. - Barney, the trailer!
Hold it!
How about that?
- Yes, ma'am? - Don't forget the turkey.
"Don't you dare harm this charming, intelligent creature," she says.
- There he goes, Barney! - We got him surrounded, Fred.
Okay, everybody hit the sack. We want an early start.
One more thing, a snork makes a melodious sound, like so...
Oh, boy!
Yes, ma'am. I'll take care of it, ma'am.
Hear you're going on your vacation, Barney.
You bet I do. Cancel my order! And his, too.
- Why? - How should I know why? That's the rules.
- Meanwhile, I'll scout around for tracks. - Sure.
Straight through, no red lights, no stops...
Any minute, Barney. Any minute.
Let's see now, did I think of everything? Barney, did you lock the back door?
That's our trailer, Barney.
Can I have one more ride, mommy? Can I?
What voices, what tone, what pizzicato!
Come on, let's go!
Shall I wrap them?