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Gosh.
- But I don't know how to ride, Fred. - I don't either.
That's good enough for us. We volunteer.
- We must be a million miles up. - We're on our way to the moon, Fred.
Is this the line for the physicals?
Mr. Sergeant, could we see you a minute?
What are you talking about? I'm as flexy as I ever was.
They're all yours, ladies.
The brave volunteer astronauts...
We thought you'd appreciate a military homecoming.
That's pretty good. I wonder if it would work with Barney?
I'm in charge of this space megillah, and those in charge never go.
You'd think they'd be here. We've only got a little time.
But I like it.
if I have to strap you in the capsule myself.
You know what he said the last time we talked about insurance?
I'll sign first.
- Look at all the guys! - That's to be expected, it's a big contest.
Fred Flintstone, you come out of that thing this instant!
Come on in, fellows. This is your lucky day.
Sure is nice of you to drive me down to Main Street, Barney.
We've got to remember not to talk to anyone about it. It's a top secret.
One for you and one for you.
We have to face up to it, sir. The spirit of adventure is dead.
I heard they're reactivating a cavalry company...
How long does this keep up? We've got to get home.
It's nothing to be ashamed of, Barney-boy.