S3.E18 ∙ Jamás volveré a jugar apostando dinero, y te apuesto lo que quieras a que cumplo

The owner of a department store is threatened with divorce by his wife, who has gotten reports that he's been seen in the arms of a beautiful blonde on the night of their 20th wedding anniversary. He has to find a way to convince her that the "beautiful blonde" in question was actually a store mannequin that he was taking in for repairs.

To restore the popularity of his funfair and the dangdut concert. Apek also prohibits Wahid as a ghost for his ghost house.One day Whid bring Azlee, his mentally retarded brother to the Fun Fair. Wahid then work with the CPI to scare people to shop in order to have the Pak Tam's property. Wahid and Shamsul finally realizes that a loan shark want to kill them. Shamsul also urged Wahid to return money that was given to him and make Azlee as a hostage. Shamsul also kidnapped Pak Itam's daughter, Inah, to be held hostage.

On a mission to New York, two women pursue Gildersleeve...then his fiancée shows up.

A police sting takes place in a haunted apartment building. The sting goes bad when a female ghost crashes the party. Lots of chase scenes involving floating heads and headless bodies.. and, oh yes.... toy helicopters. And then it gets weird...A band of Chinese elves save the day (one of them plays a mandolin).

Gracie Allen assumes the "management" of the shop owned by her papa Horatio Allen, turning it into a radio station and then an aviary, with the usual Gracie Allen logic. While distracted, Papa is trying to get younger daughter, beauty contest winner Florence, married before she can head to Hollywood and get into the movies. The story moves to Hollywood, where, with Gracie around, kidnappers get kidnapped and the chatter between her and George Burns even takes a few satirized shots at Filmland, in addition to their usual unusual routines. Guy Lombardo, top-billed on the ads and posters with Burns and Allen but not the cast listings, and dance team Frank Veloz and Yolanda, fill in where needed between the cracks of the mostly on-the-fly plot, and they don't seem to be taking their gigs all that seriously either. Burns and Allen Radio fans, the few of us that still remember "radio", will love it, while others are likely to give it a "say what" or "duh", especially if they were raised on television comedy of the past twenty years.