Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So it's you. You don't seem to get the message.
Yeah, she's here.
That won't do you any good. Fred's under the bed.
Wilma, what's wrong?
I'm here, Fred, under the bed.
Hold it.
I'd better hit that house over there before he gets to it.
Out!
E is for Etcetera Etcaterra
I hope Wilma didn't wake up.
After you've gone to bed, I'll sneak in, dressed like a burglar.
- when Barney comes to pick you up. - I'm ready.
I'd better see if the coast is clear.
Wait till the fellas down at work get a load of this.
Oh, boy.
You hear that, Barney? What did I tell you?
Excuse me, folks. I forgot my loot.
- So, why the judo? - A woman's gotta protect herself.
grandma die die
Hold it, Barney.
- I don't think I'm going to like it either. - Here goes.
Did the big bad prowler scare you?
- Under the bed? - That's what I said.
You mean I throw you?
Okay.
Like, meaning that, that's what.