Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I gotta stop him. If the show goes over I'll be saddled with him for the whole season.
the fire, the intensity, she's perfect.
How about going home, Fred?
These modern planes fly with only two birds if necessary.
BETTY RUBBLE! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!
You go, Fred. I got something to do.
Our cameras, don't forget our cameras.
- It would have been fun together, Wilma. - It sure would have, Betty.
Okay, here goes. You call it, Fred.
That's sure nice to know.
Just for a gag we'll let Barney toss with a regular coin.
Third class, unscheduled, steerage flight...
Must be about one of those loud-mouthed guys.
That's the spirit. Defends her man in spite of everything.
Gee, Betty. This is where they make all those big television shows.
Are you kidding? You are talking to Mr. Showbiz, buster.
What'll we do now?
and I wind up with a polliwog for a frogmouth. I'm ruined.
Yeah, Barney. That's swell.
And you were a Hamlet, Romeo, King Arthur?
Looks like everybody in Hollyrock has come to see the telecast.
What's the matter with us? We're living in a dream world.
Tell me, Fred, did you ever do any acting?
Wilma, Poopy's home. Let's eat. Let's feed the face.
You can run along now, J.B. I'll take over from here.