Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

$86,000 down the drain.
Yeah, it's the missing loot. Listen.
- Did we lose them? - Yeah, they didn't make the light.
Fred, look at this. It's a sack of money.
Naturally, I'm a married man.
Will you stop yelling and get help? Don't just stand...
Wilma, it sounded like you said "return it."
Well, the cops won't. They'll lock me up for a nut.
And that's just how it happened. So it's my money, right?
Fill her up, bud. Make it snappy. We're in a hurry.
Did you hear that, Fred? A reward!
Besides how do I find out who it really belongs to?
and we can't even buy a lemonade.
And for the last time, Barney, I will not split any of the money.
Till I figure a way to get out of this mess you got us into.
Hold it!
- But how? - By letting them find us, that's how.
- What happened, Fred? - Get a doctor. I can't see.