Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Professor, have we got another rocket? - No, I only built one.
And now, the time has come to say farewell.
they and their mounts galloping along as one.
- Goodbye, Wilma. - Bye, Betty.
Then I'll take the little spongy one.
This is Main Street. What number were you looking for?
The spinning experiment.
and like that.
- Like this, Doc? - Yeah, that's fine.
At the medical building. 57 Main Street.
- What do you think of that, Barney? - I think it's great, Fred.
Barney Rubble and Fred Flintstone.
Fine. The more the merrier.
- I demand to go home right now. - Certainly.
Keep tuned to this station for further developments.
Barney, let's play this thing smart and ditch all this marching stuff.
And now for the rapid acceleration tests.
Who? Fred Flintstone?
Just think of it, sir.
and they give physicals there.
Think nothing of it. My pleasure.
- Are you all right, Fred? - Yeah.
And now, gentlemen, we shall conduct a series of experiments...
Hello, Wilma? Fred.
Like, it pays double if a frozen pizza pie falls on your head...
to anyone who put a top sergeant into orbit.
Wait a minute, let's do that over again. And I'll start it this time.