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You can't talk that way about Fred, you brute.
You're the Frogmouth. You're loud, you're noisy, you're obnoxious...
- You know the type, Barney. - Intimately, Fred.
I know.
That's right.
She's only been gone two days. Miss her?
Why can't I get the right girl for the wife's part?
Hey, you guys, wake up. Up.
Fred. Just a minute.
You're right, Wilma. You two girls go to Hollyrock.
- Yes, Fred? - Go on, what is it?
The winner of the Mother McGuire meatball slogan contest is...
That's her. Yes, I believe you.
That wasn't very nice of me, was it? That wasn't very nice of me, was it?
We'll stroll along Hollyrock Boulevard.
The Halfback of Notre Dame. Around the World in a Daze.
Yeah. By the way, Barney...
Why me? I'm a good guy.
Yeah. I wonder what Fred and Barney are doing now.
That's a good idea. A little snooze would do me a lot of good, too.