Mister Ed1958

Wilbur Post:
Now, let me think. What else could I put in that box?

[Wilbur's face lights up and he looks directly at Mr. Ed]

Mister Ed:
Forget it! You're not measuring me for any box.

Wilbur Post:
Of course, instead of swords, I'll use spears. I'll get a special box made.

Mister Ed:
Yeah, with six handles so they can carry me out.

Wilbur Post:
You'll be fine, Ed. This is the way it works: you get in the box, and I stick the spears through...

Mister Ed:
And there I am: shishkebob!

Wilbur Post:
You'll be all right. I'll hire a special carpenter to make the box, see? Everything down will be measured to the fraction of an inch. You'll be as safe as...

Mister Ed:
Sitting on a deck chair on the Titanic!