Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- ... but as an officer, you're... - What's that?
I see. If you recommend him, Major Spacely...
By all means, generaI. I'll stake my reputation on it, sir.
- Naturally. - Next.
One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.
I'll be right with you, Henry.
Help, somebody!
Put pegs in holes. Put pegs in holes.
Okay, Mr. Jetson, turn it on.
Okay, okay. Got a good deaI for you.
Just beautifuI.
It's inspection.
Now, where's Uniblab?
Daddy, does a private get to give anybody orders?
Goof-ups. Goof-ups.
Hold it. Hold it. You forgot my shoes.
It'll be the short-circuit of the century.
Stop...
Yeah, we're kind of rusty.
Yeah. That's right.
You and you.
You've been using a hi-fi deck and picking up the signals on your antennas.
Come in.
All right, major, time's wasting.
Fly right. Fly right.
No wonder. He must be bucking for ROTC:
Out with the robot pack AC current, like so...
Three beeps, and it's the three of spades.
It's probably because he's been working you too hard.