Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's you, Barney.
- Only there's one thing that bothers me. - What's that?
What do you know? It worked.
- That's what we want, sir. - Right, sir.
Come on, Wilma, open the door!
Rockhead & Quarry Cave Construction Company.
One of the rules, huh?
you and your husband ordered, Mrs. Flintstone.
and all the contestants had to take out a policy...
Barney and you joined the Army.
how are the men going to get fresh air?
I got some news for you, honey. Listen.
But this army thing I can't laugh off.
You too, Barney Rubble!
Company, attention!
Watch it, that thing is sharp.
Hup, two, three, four.
Barney-boy, this is it.
And here is the insurance policy...
It ended with you, sir. An officer not afraid to lead.
To the rear, march!
All right, you guys. Attention!
I'm all choked up.
I told him the company was searching for a perfect physical specimen...
to enter the contest.
How are we doing?