Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It looks like we made the mistake...
I didn't call it insurance, that would suggest Fred wasn't immortal.
Do you mind if we take over from here, General?
Only we wouldn't be in the Army if it wasn't for you two.
Fine. I'll see that he gets down there right away.
The professor's project, Man Into Space, is at a standstill...
three, two, one. Fire!
Reaction: Normal. They flopped right on their faces.
Watch it, Barney, that hollow log up ahead!
You're the best little friend I ever had.
if we gave him the wrong address.
We've got to remember not to talk to anyone about it. It's a top secret.
And as a tribute to your courage, the boys are giving you a musical sendoff.
Mark time, march!
I tell you, there's nothing to worry about.
It's so secret I can't even tell you about it.
Why bother? What's done is done. It's no use crying over spilt milk.
Barney is driving today, so you'd better keep his dinner warm, too.
Doc, I've got a couple of greenhorns for you.
I'll check with the waitress at the diner. She gets all the scuttlebutt.
- Your wife! - Be right there.
Hup, two, three, four.
- Guess where I am? - I know where you're not...
- These two heroes want out of the Army. - And that's final.
This new army bugs me.
I'll explain it to you when I see you, Wilma. Goodbye.
Barney, how do you stop this thing?
You told me to go to 75 Main Street and take a physical.