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That's the last one. Thanks, Henry.

Uh-oh. When Fred laughs like that, it usually means trouble.

Fred!

- Fred, what's so funny? - Dino.

He's trying to get out to bury his bone.

Well, don't just stand there. Help him out.

Okay, okay.

Oh, that Dino. Always has to bury a bone.

Yabba-dabba-doo!

♪ Flintstones, meet the Flintstones They're the modern Stone Age family ♪

♪ From the town of Bedrock They're a page right out of history ♪

♪ Let's ride with the family down the street

Through the courtesy of Fred's two feet ♪

♪ When you're with the Flintstones ♪

♪ Have a yabba-dabba-doo time, A dabba-doo time ♪

♪ We'll have a gay old time ♪

Come on, honey, eat the nice cactus mush.

Open your mouth. It's good for you, Pebbles.

Full of nice calcium and vitamins.

Mm. See how Mommy likes it.

Yum, yum, yum! Mm! Mm!

Cactus mush is so good.

Oh, Pebbles.

Fred, would you feed Pebbles her mush? She always cleans her bowl up for you.

Well, I don't stand for any nonsense. I'm firm.

Good. While you're feeding Pebbles, I'll clean off the table.

All right. Come on, little Pebble y-poo, eat your mush.

Come on, Pebbles, it's... It's... Mmm.

Say, that is good.

They're making this kiddie food better all the time.

Mmm. Mmm.

What is that elusive flavor? Sassafras fruit?

No, no, that's not it. Hm.

Hm. Hm.

Well, it must be something new.

Delicious.

How is Pebbles doing with her mush, Fred?

Why, it's empty!

Oh! You certainly have a way with her, Fred.

Gosh, Fred, isn't that frustrating?

She's trying to tell me something and I can't understand her.

I'll be glad when she can talk.

Talk? Oh, boy, that'll be the day!

That'll be fine. See you later.

That was Betty. She and Barney are coming over.

Well, that's hardly a news flash. They're over here every night.

Why can't they stay home where they belong?

Oh, Fred, they love Pebbles and want to see her.

I know, but that Barney is sickening about it.

He makes a complete fool of himself with his nutty actions.

"Look, Pebbles, I'm a bird.

I'm a horsey.

Look, Pebbles, I'm an upside-down cake."

Oh, Fred, you've made Pebbles cry.

Well, it just shows she's getting wise to that hokey stuff of Barney's.

There, there, baby. Don't cry.

When Barney goes into his act tonight and Pebbles cries...

I'll grab him...

and give him the deep-six right out the front door.

- Hiya, folks. - Hi, Wilma.

Hiya, Pebbles. Here's your Uncle Barney.

Uh, where's Fred?

Behind the door, I think, Barney.

Oh, hiya, Fred. What are you doing there?

Playing hide-and-seek, what else?

Well, if you say so. But you look a little silly, Fred.

Come to Aunt Betty, Pebbles.

Hey, hey, look, Pebbles, I'm a bird.

Hey, hey, look, Pebbles, I'm a horsey.

Hey, look, Pebbles, I'm an upside-down cake.

Pebbles gets a real charge out of Barney.

You know, when Fred does that, Pebbles cries.

- Hey, now watch, Pebbles. - Barney.

Just a minute, Fred. I've got to do more stunts for Pebbles.

First, there's a little stunt you're gonna do for me.

- What's that, Fred? - Get out of here!

- Fred! - Out, out, out!

Hey, uh, what are you trying to say, Fred?

And stay out!

I'll have you know I'm Pebbles' godfather.

I'm seeing my lawyer about that in the morning.

But, Fred, you don't understand.

Mrs. Rubble, may I have my baby?

- Uh... Oh, of course, Fred. - Thank you.

Now get out of my house!

Come on, Betty. I can tell when we're not welcome.

Get your own baby and leave mine alone!

Frederick Flintstone...

that was the most disgraceful performance I have ever seen in my life.

- Give me that baby. - But, Wilma, I...

Thank goodness she's too young to understand.

I wouldn't want her to know her father made our best friends feel bad

just because we've been blessed with a child and they have not.

Well... I just... I only...

Oh, Wilma, you're right. I'm a heel.

No. No, you're not really, Fred.

You're jealous, thoughtless, loud-mouthed, overbearing,

quick-tempered, possessive, but not a heel.

You're right, Wilma.

I'll go right over and apologize to Betty and Barney.

I am sorry.

- Oh, Fred. - Yeah?

I love you, Fred.

Oh, boy, am I ever a lucky guy to have Wilma and Pebbles.

A guy that's jealous, thoughtless, and all the rest doesn't deserve such luck.

There, there, Betty. Fred didn't mean it.

I know.

We've been over there every night since Pebbles came.

He should've told us off long ago.

Yeah, that's right.

We're so anxious to have a baby, we take it out on Fred and Wilma.

Hi, Betty. Barney.

Me and my big mouth. Will you forgive me?

I'm a heel.

It was our fault, too, Fred.

- Ah, you're no heel, Fred. - I'll say not.

You're jealous, thoughtless, loud-mouthed, overbearing, and possessive.

- Hey, you forgot quick-tempered. - Uh, yeah. Yeah, that too.

- But you're no heel, Fred. - Gee, thanks.

- I'll see you in the morning. - Good night, Fred.

- Look, Barney, a falling star. - Yeah.

- Oh! Make a wish, quick, Barney. - A wish?

They say if you wish on a falling star, your wish will come true.

No kidding?

Hey, uh, what did you wish for, Betty? Huh? What?

I can't tell you. It'll spoil the wish.

And don't tell me your wish either, Barney.

I won't.

But I bet you've all guessed what we both wished for.

I'll be glad when real roosters develop. I'll sleep in every morning.

- Would you get the morning paper, Barney? - Okay, Betty.

Well, will wonders never cease?

The newsboy finally put the paper on the porch.

Hm. The Bedrock Dodgers blew another one last night.

Oh, no. Not another basket full of kittens.

Uh... That's no kitten.

A baby.

Oh, gee.

If I'd known that's all there was to getting a baby,

I would've wished on a falling star long ago.

Hey, Betty, look.

I can't right now. How do you want your egg this morning?

Congratulations, Betty. You are a mother!

That's not funny, Barney.

- Well, look. - Huh?

Now I know how it feels to be hatched.

Barney, will you please stop with the falling star stuff?

But we both wished. That's what gave it the double whammy.

The zoo-zoo.

Oh, Barney, that's not our baby.

He belongs to someone. Here's a note in the basket.

"Please take good care of Bamm-Bamm."

Bamm-Bamm! That's an odd name.

"He is an orphan and needs a good home

and the peaceful surroundings of Bedrock."

Whee! Oh, Barney, we've got our very own baby.

Hey, look, Betty, this must belong to Bamm-Bamm.

No, it couldn't. He'd never be able to lift it.

This must be what he wants.

Oh, he's all boy, that fellow.

Isn't he darling?

Bam, bam, bam! Bam, bam, bam!

Stop him, Barney.

Bam, bam, bam!

No, no, no, Bamm-Bamm. Don't do that!

Barney, don't speak mean to him.

Reason with him.

Okay. Now, Bamm-Bamm, you mustn't hit anything with your...

Ouch! Hey, let go of my finger!

Bam! Bam! Bam, bam, bam!

- Barney, are you all right? - Yeah.

Now I know how he got the name of Bamm-Bamm.

He's all muscle.

Hey, Barney, you going to work today or not?

Oh, sorry, I'm late, Fred. I was playing with the baby.

Well, that's no excuse for...

Hey, hold it! What baby?

Our baby! Betty's and mine. Our son arrived this morning.

Well, congratulations!

But you could've let a guy in on it, you know.

Aw, thanks, Fred. Hey, uh, let's get going.

Hey! Hey, Barn, come back here.

We're taking the day off. We've got to celebrate your son's arrival.

Wait till I get Wilma. Wilma! Wilma!

Yabba-dabba-doo!

Wilma!

Oh, Fred, he makes a big deal out of every little thing.

I'm a father!

Betty Rubble, you little sphinx. How close-mouthed can you get?

But, Wilma, the baby was only found on the doorstep about 20 minutes ago.

- Didn't Barney tell Fred? - No.

- Found? Doorstep? - Uh-huh.

Here's the note that came with him.

"He's an orphan... Good home..."

"Bamm-Bamm"?

Mm-hm. He's named that for a good reason too.

I suppose the girls will all get together for a baby shower.

Oh, no. That's out. No showers.

He's a bathtub kid for a couple of years yet.

- Right, Bamm-Bamm? - "Bamm-Bamm"?

Yeah, that's his name, Fred. It fits him.

- Fits him? That's ridiculous. - Oh, I'll show you.

- Let him hold your finger. - Okay. Here.

Hey! Ow!

Bam! Bam! Bam, bam, bam!

Aw, that Bamm-Bamm's real strong for a baby, huh, Fred?

Bamm-Bamm's real strong, period!

Since you want to keep Bamm-Bamm, you should adopt him legally, Betty.

Oh, we are.

We're going down to the Child Welfare Authority this afternoon.

Good.

Oh, Barney, put Bamm-Bamm on the floor next to Pebbles.

Oh, do you think we should?

Well, okay. But, uh, suppose Bamm-Bamm doesn't like Pebbles?

If they're going to be neighbors, we've got to find out.

Well, yeah.

Um, Miss Pebbles Flintstone, I'd like to present Mr. Bamm-Bamm Rubble.

- Hey, they like each other. - How about that?

I think Pebbles has a crush on Bamm-Bamm.

I'll say. She's following him out into the yard.

Oh, isn't that cute?

I'll say.

Look, Betty, Bamm-Bamm's trying to teach Pebbles to walk.

Phew! That was close.

They're going into the next yard.

Say, isn't that where that mean cat lives?

That's right.

Oh, boy!

- Wow. Did you see that? - Bamm-Bamm saved Pebbles.

That's my boy who did that.

Drive slower, Barney, I don't want Bamm-Bamm shook up.

But Wilma and Fred will be waiting for us.

Let them wait. Now please slow down.

Well, okay. But if I go any slower, I'll be backing up.

Child Welfare Authority. Well, this is it.

It's taking Betty and Barney a long time to get here.

Betty wouldn't let Barney drive on the freeway,

so he's probably sneaking down every goat path

so little Bamm-Bamm won't get hurt.

- Oh, here they come now. - Yep, slow but sure.

- Hiya, Wilma. Fred. - It's about time you got here.

I know, but you can't make much time on those goat paths.

You see, I wasn't kidding. Well, let's go adopt your baby.

Betty and Barney have been in with the counselor over an hour.

Yeah. How long does it take to adopt a baby, anyhow?

We want to do everything according to law, ma'am.

Well, the law is that the baby is a ward of the City of Bedrock

until your application for adoption has been processed

and your character qualifications have been thoroughly checked.

Uh, does that mean we'll have Bamm-Bamm back soon?

Well, I'd say the probabilities are excellent.

All right, orderly, you can take the baby now.

You should be hearing from us in about a week.

Goodbye, Bamm-Bamm.

Yeah. We'll spring you soon, son.

A real cute baby, eh?

You see one, you've seen them all.

Oh, yeah? Well, this baby is different.

You'd have to show me.

Oh, he'll show you. Let him squeeze your finger.

He's a lot different.

Okay, kid, squeeze my finger.

- Come on, Barney. - Just a minute, Betty.

Oh! Ouch!

Bam! Bam! Bam, bam, bam!

I bet that wise guy thinks Bamm-Bamm's different now.

Don't feel too bad about leaving Bamm-Bamm, Betty.

Yeah. You'll have him back before you know it.

Hi, Wilma! I'm home. Any news about Bamm-Bamm yet?

No, and it's been a week.

I guess they're still investigating Barney's character.

Oh, brother, what a job!

I keep opening things I don't like the taste of.

I sure hope Barney passes his character test.

He's a cinch for that.

- Look out the window. - Huh? Window?

I see what you mean.

He's helping an old lady across the street.

He's been doing it all day. Same old lady.

He's paying her $10 a day.

Barney is taking no chances. He sure wants Bamm-Bamm back.

What? Our application is denied?

But... But...

Oh, dear.

Barney! Barney!

Here I am, Betty.

I just had a call from the Child Authority.

When do we get Bamm-Bamm?

We don't. They're giving Bamm-Bamm to someone else.

Someone else?

Oh, dear. I just knew this job wasn't going to be steady.

Don't feel so bad, Betty. There will be other falling stars.

I don't want falling stars. I want Bamm-Bamm!

Yeah. Come on, Betty.

We'll go down to the Child Authority and see about this.

They won't get away with this.

- We demand our baby Bamm-Bamm back. - You said we'd get him.

I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Rubble,

but there was a prior application for the first boy we took in.

- Prior application? - Yes.

And you may rest assured, Bamm-Bamm will be well taken care of.

The man who is adopting Bamm-Bamm is very well-to-do.

- He's one of the Stoneyfeller family. - Stoneyfeller?

How about that? Our son will be a millionaire one day.

Oh, he sure made a success fast.

Bamm-Bamm Stoneyfeller. Wow, a millionaire's son.

Oh! Come on home.

Oh, yeah, that's right. He won't be ours.

I think you should get a lawyer and fight this, Betty.

How can we fight the rich Stoneyfellers?

They're the same as anybody else in the eyes of the court.

And the Child Authority plays no favorites because of wealth.

Wilma, you're right. Barney and I are getting a lawyer.

So that's why we want an attorney at law, Mr. Bronto Berger.

Well, from what you tell me,

we have a good chance to recover the child on the grounds of nulli for fendi.

Nulli for fendi?

What's nulli for fendi mean, Mr. Berger?

It's simple. Finders keepers, losers weepers.

Well, here we are. Bedrock Municipal Court.

- Oh, I'm so nervous, Wilma. - Me too, Betty.

Oh, look. Isn't that Mr. Stoneyfeller's car?

So that's the fabulous Mr. Stoneyfeller.

He looks like a nice man.

Yes, sir, Mr. Stoneyfeller.

Thank you, George. I won't need you for a couple of hours.

I guess those people have their problems too.

Yeah, but one of them isn't money.

The Municipal Court of Bedrock is now in session.

Hm. Case of child custody. Rubble v. Stoneyfeller.

Are the plaintiffs ready?

Mr. and Mrs. Rubble are ready, Your Honor, Judge Stoneyfeller.

Judge Stoneyfeller?

It's a big family.

But he's the judge.

You won't find any of them shoveling coal.

Look, there's nothing to worry about.

The judge is mad at his brother.

Order in the court. Are the defendants ready?

I'm ready. But my wife was ill and had to go to the doctor.

And my lawyer hasn't shown up yet.

You were always disorganized as a kid and you still are.

Hey, you hear that, Betty? The judge is on our side.

Oh, we're sure to win now.

Oh, no.

- Hey, what's the matter? - We've lost the case.

Why? What are you talking about?

Look who his lawyer is.

It's Perry Masonry. He never loses a case.

Don't take it so hard, Mr. Bronto Berger.

There's always a first time. And maybe this is it.

You are rather well-fixed financially, are you not, Mr. Stoneyfeller?

Yes. I'm, uh... Well, as some people put it, uh, I'm loaded.

So you would be able to provide a good home and support a son. Exhibit A.

Oh, yes. My son, "Exhibit A," as you call him, will have the best of everything.

Uh, I object.

His name is Bamm-Bamm, not "Exhibit A."

Order in the court.

We have not established the name of Exhibit A.

Order in the court!

Bam, bam, bam! Bam, bam, bam!

Henceforth, Exhibit A will be known as Bamm-Bamm.

I quite agree, Your Honor.

Uh, I'd like next to call Mr. Rubble.

Mr. Rubble, take the stand.

Now, you found Bamm-Bamm on your doorstep, did you not, Mr. Rubble?

Uh, Yeah, I found him in a tasket, a tisket... I mean, a basket.

Where were you on the night of July 10 of last year?

Uh, July the 10th? Gee, let's see. July the 10th, I was, uh...

No. Oh, gosh. Uh...

My memory fails me.

Your memory fails you, hm?

Suppose your memory failed you just when it was time for the baby to be fed?

That little baby could go hungry for days, Mr. Rubble.

Gosh!

Masonry is trying to make him look like a monkey.

And doing a good job. Look.

I rest my case, Your Honor.

- Thank you so much, Mr. Masonry. - You're welcome, Mr. Stoneyfeller.

Mr. Stoneyfeller, your wife is on the phone.

- She's calling from the doctor's office. - Thank you.

Would you hold Bamm-Bamm for me, Mr. Masonry?

I'll go tell Mrs. Stoneyfeller the good news.

My pleasure, sir.

Uh, Mr. Masonry, could I hold him just once more, please?

Certainly, Mr. Rubble. Here you are.

I understand how you must feel.

So long, Bamm-Bamm.

Be a good boy for your new dad.

Maybe I could visit you sometime.

Mr. Masonry! Mr. Masonry!

Mrs. Stoneyfeller just told me the doctor said we're going to have our own baby.

So the only fair thing to do is to let that nice Mr. Rubble have Bamm-Bamm.

Goodbye.

Oh, is it true, Mr. Masonry?

- Can the Rubbles have Bamm-Bamm? - Legally theirs?

One at a time, please.

First, here he is.

He's all yours, Mrs. Rubble, legally and permanently.

Oh, how wonderful!

Yabba-dabba-doo!

Oh, Barney, isn't it terrific? Barney!

- Where's Barney? - There he is, outside.

He didn't get the good news.

Life just isn't worth living. Not without my little Bamm-Bamm.

We got to stop him. He's liable to do something nutty.

Oh, poor Barney, he's heartbroken.

Goodbye, cruel world!

Barney, wait! Give me that rope!

It turned out Mr. Stoneyfeller's wife is expecting her own baby.

So Bamm-Bamm is yours.

No kidding?

Well, I guess I won't be needing this rock anymore.

Yow!

Thanks for saving my life, Fred.

- I almost made a big mistake. - Yeah.

And saving your life was my big mistake.

Say hello to Uncle Fred, Bamm-Bamm.

He may look all wet, but he's really a nice guy.

♪ Flintstones, meet the Flintstones They're the modern Stone Age family ♪

♪ From the town of Bedrock They're a page right out of history ♪

♪ Someday, maybe Fred will win the fight Then that cat will stay out for the night ♪

♪ When you're with the Flintstones ♪

♪ Have a yabba-dabba-doo time, A dabba-doo time ♪

♪ We'll have a gay old time ♪

♪ We'll have a gay old time ♪

Wilma!