Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, smart guy, let's see who gets under the bed tonight.
I'm here, Fred, under the bed.
Tell him we don't want any.
I'm hurrying.
Judo lessons? What for?
He asked for it.
Like, meaning what?
And I know what you're thinking.
You're not just whistling Dixie.
I'm going to tell Wilma about her big fat practical joker...
Now we'll see who screams and jumps under the bed.
I'll have to try the window.
See, what did I tell you, Barney?
Believe it or not, he just won't quit playing cops and robbers.
before he scares her to death.
He's not in bed. Lessons two and three?
You are not taking judo lessons.
Let's see. All right, you guys, I've got you covered.
- What about me? - I'll protect you, too.
When someone eats the last slice of pizza
Okay, I grab his arm...
- I'm going to like that. - Now, I'm a prowler.
Is Wilma there?
- Hiya, Fred. - Hop in, Barney.
Reaching, reaching.
Jump me when I'm not looking, huh?
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
Oh, boy. Poor Fred.
What's going on at your house?