Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's my Egbert.

Come on, you guys, keep moving.

I give these fight tickets I fought so hard for.

When I tell him it's the last night of the bridge tournament...

It all started when the TV was blacked out...

I got to put egghead, Egbert, to bed first.

We're comfortable, no crowds, no parking problems.

Listen, Wilma, I got a big fat scoop for you.

You know, the big hello, the big dinner...

Now don't blow your top.

You and your brilliant ideas.

And now Rocky comes back strong.

After him, Fred. He's going around the front. I'll head him off.

That's rich, isn't it?

- You're giving me the tickets? - That's right.

Rubble, do you know what these are?

I'm doing the driving, and here's our chance.

"I like you, Joe Rockhead," she says to me.

And to you, Rubble, my loyal subject...

Good morning, Mr. Rubble. Kind of late, aren't you?

On the double. Hut, two, three four. Company, halt.

Some joke. They ought to arrest whoever thought that one up.

Another day in sophies life

And the crowd is going wild.