Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

One year? We haven't got that much time.

You know, I bet something like this could catch on all over the country.

Well, for goodness sake.

Fred, will you stop looking at the clock?

A week. Are you kidding?

- Are the rules clear? - Yeah, we got it.

I never saw firemen so happy about a fire before.

Not so loud, we don't want the girls to know about this.

- There's no one here, Fred. Let's go home. - Wait a minute.

What's the matter, Betty?

I never heard of so many fires.

you'd just be out of luck.

I got to be ready to scramble, as we say down at the firehouse.

The idea is to wait until the music starts.

- That's it, Barney. - It is?

Well, you came to the right place.

And, Mr. Rubble...

- Don't worry, Barney. I'll adjust it for you. - No, Fred. Don't touch me, don't.

There's something fishy about this, Betty.

What's on your mind?

there's going to be a fire every night at 7:30?

Come on, Barney, let's go.

- You also forgot to bring our husbands. - Your husbands?

Wait till the boys hear the news.

Come on, Wilma, open the door!

Now, what's the big news?

I've still got my reasons.

- Is there any mail for us? - Let us see.

We could learn to dance.