All language subtitles for The Flintstones s01e27 Rooms For Rent.eng

[instrumental music]

swoosh swoosh swoosh

(Fred) 'Wilma.'

'Wilma.'

'Oh, Wilma!'

Oh-oh, the cat's out of the bag.

'Wi-l-l-l-ma!'

Or more accurately, the saber-tooth lion

is out of his cage.

Wilma, who is that?

Uh, who is what, dear?

The guy sitting on our bed

making all that racket.

Why, that's our new boarder, silly.

[theme music]

honk honk

honk

[whistles]

[siren blaring]

[whistles]

vroom

screech

screech

vroom

screech

crash

thud

slam

muah

A hundred and seventeen.

Sixty-two fifty.

Forty-one seventy-five.

Eleven eighty-two

and twenty-six seventy.

Wilma.

'Hey, Wilma, I wanna talk to you.'

Oh, dear. I've been expecting this.

What's wrong, Wilma?

Fred's been looking over the checkbook stubs.

Oh-oh, I better go home.

Husbands become so unreasonable

when they get their nose in a checking account.

You're right, Betty.

Men just don't understand a woman's bookkeeping system.

Um, they like our figures before we get married

but not afterward.

Not when it comes to checkbooks. Heh heh.

Wilma, I got a bone

to pick with you.

See you later, Wilma. I hope. Heh heh.

I see you've been going over the checking account, dear.

- How do we stand? - Stand? We don't stand.

We're flat on our face.

We have no checking account. We're way overdrawn.

Why, that's impossible.

The bank must have made a mistake.

Naturally.

What good are all their bookkeepers

adding machines, double checking

compared to your system, whatever it is.

Are you going to believe your wife or the bank?

Does the bank cook your dinner for you every night?

Does the bank wash your clothes, clean your house?

Now don't go feminine on me, Wilma.

I stay home and slave all day.

- And what thanks do I get? - And what thanks do I get?

Hm, overdrawn, huh?

Way overdrawn.

- I'm sorry, Fred. - Okay, Wilma.

Okay.

In the past, I used to get mad about this, but no more.

No reason why we can't discuss this calmly

like adult people, right?

Right, Fred.

The way I look at it, Wilma

being married is like runnin' a business as partners.

That's a lovely thought, Fred.

And partners must sit down every once in a while

and discuss how their business is goin', right?

That makes good sense.

Now, partner

I have a report to make in regards to

Fred Flintstone and Company if I may open the discussion?

Go right ahead, Fred.

It's your right as senior partner.

Thank you.

Let's see. Yeah, here it is.

- Partner. - Yes, partner?

You are spending too much money.

You use checks like they were coupons.

They're money, money, hard-earned money.

But, Fred, we're partners.

Partners. What's partners about the Frilly-Frilly

Sweater Shop or the Bedrock Tea Room?

Or the Jolly Boys Tavern

or the Sure Strike Bowling Ball Company?

(Fred) 'That's different.'

'That's business expenses.'

Since when do you conduct your business at the bowling alley?

- Hey, Betty. - What is it, Barney?

Oh-ho, Fred and Wilma are having a real ring-a-ding over there.

Hey, what's the trouble?

Oh, they're arguing over their checking account.

Fred was looking over the checks.

Checking account. Uh, that gives me an idea.

'I better check my checks.'

- Ow! - Oops, I'm sorry.

Serves me right. Me and my big mouth.

Good morning, Betty.

How about coming over for a cup of coffee?

Okay, Wilma. Did Fred leave for work yet?

Yeah, the old bear slammed out of here earlier than usual.

I'm afraid we got pretty loud last night.

- Did you hear us? - 'Of course not.'

'I couldn't hear a thing over Barney's yelling.'

Barney's yelling? About what?

Our checking account, what else?

'You, too, huh?'

But come on over.

I'll make the coffee real strong.

Okay, Wilma, I'll be right there.

If we could only earn some extra money

it would eliminate all these arguments over bills.

Sure, but the boys won't let us go out and get a job.

Yeah. I can just hear Fred saying

"A woman's place is in the home."

I bet it wasn't a wife that started that saying.

Betty, I got an idea.

Shooting them is against the law, Wilma. Heh heh.

- Boarders. - Huh?

Boarders.

We can make some money right here in our home

by taking in a boarder.

That's right.

We're cooking and doing housework anyway.

Sure, we might as well make some money on it.

Wilma, that's a great idea. You're a genius.

- There, how does it look? - Great.

Now all we got to do is wait for results.

As soon as I rent the room, you can hang the sign at your house.

That's right. We're not in competition.

[doorbell ringing]

I wonder who that is.

Maybe someone wants the room already.

(Wilma) 'Just a minute.'

- Yes? - Oh, hello, ma'am.

Uh, we're a couple of students workin' our way through college.

And we're lookin' for a nice pad, like.

- Pad? - What's that?

Oh, it's, uh, it's like your sign says, "Pad for hire."

Oh, you mean "Room for rent."

Come on in, boys.

You say you're majoring in music at Bedrock College?

- And you work at night? - That's right, ma'am.

Well, it sounds okay.

One can stay here and the other can rent a room from you, Betty.

Crazy, man, crazy.

What kind of a job do you boys have?

Uh, we work at the Granite Club, ma'am.

You mean that jazz joint downtown?

Yes, ma'am, music will be our life's work

and that place is the most.

It's like an internship and way out grooberonie.

Would you like to glam our act?

We'd love to. There's a piano in the corner.

(male #1) 'Lead me in to it, Sully.'

[instrumental music]

Hey, they're good, Betty.

I'll say.

[music continues]

That's wonderful, boys. You have lots of talent.

Yes, ma'am, talent we got, money we ain't.

No money?

How do you expect to pay for your room and board?

We thought maybe we could pay by giving music lessons.

You know, maybe teach to beat the skins

or sock out a tune on the 88.

Or teach you the latest dance steps, maybe.

Come on, Sully, I guess it won't work.

I'm sorry, ladies, but by the time we pay

our tuition at college

and buy new skins for the bongos and the latest records

we got no money left.

(Sully) 'It's all very discouraging.'

This is our first time away from home and..

Oh, well. Thanks anyway, ladies. Goodbye.

Oh, the poor kids.

Wait a minute, boys, I have an idea.

Betty, why don't we let them help us

with the act we're gonna do?

You know, the contest

at the Annual Dinosaur Lodge Affair.

Wilma, I was thinking the same thing.

And if we win first prize, we'll be $500 richer.

Right. And in the meantime, we'll be giving the boys a home.

Right.

(Wilma) 'Okay, fellas, I think we can wheel and deal.'

'We'll give you room and board for two weeks'

'if you'll coach our act.'

Gosh.

You two are the nicest middle-aged ladies

in the whole world.

- Gee, thanks a lot. - Um-hm.

I think I'll call about

my social security, Wilma.

Maybe it's time for me to collect my old-age pension.

Yeah. Me, too.

[laughing]

Fine thing, we got to walk home from work

because we can't afford gas for our cars until payday.

But the exercise will do us good, Fred.

Exercise, eh.

My feet are killin' me.

Come on, let's take the subway.

Papers, get the latest papers here.

Paper, mister?

Hey, how about that, Barney?

Says the army has developed a new bow and arrow.

Yeah, the sling shot is obsolete now.

(Fred) 'This arrow really must be something.'

'It has an atomic warhead.'

Wowee, a guy can get hurt

playing around with one of those.

Uh, would you big spenders like me to turn the page now?

Fresh kid.

Come on, Barney.

Sheesh, you meet all kinds in this racket.

(Barney) 'Here's the station, Fred.'

Yeah, here we go, down with the rest of the sardines.

Next stop, Pebble Street. Pebble Street, next stop.

There you are, that's our train, Fred, hurry.

Hold it, conductor. Hold it!

screech

We made it.

thump thump thump

Come on, come on, let's get movin'.

Plenty of room in the back.

screech

bam

Take it away, Charlie.

bam

vroom vroom vroom

Uh, we-we squeezed in.

Yeah, and there's plenty of room, too.

Boy, I got a fat one tonight.

The little guy's got cold hands.

You know, Barney..

I've been thinking about our financial problems all day.

And I got a great idea how we can make money

right in our own houses.

Oh-no, no-no-no, count me out, pal.

Counterfeiting is a federal offense.

Very funny. Very funny.

Barney, sometimes I wonder why I stay friends with you.

'Oh, I don't know, Fred.'

Unless it's because I'm true blue

witty, generous

and I let you beat me in bowlin'.

[laughing]

Oh, cut it out, will you? This is serious.

Oh, uh, sorry, Fred. Eh, what's your idea?

Well, it was about 2 o'clock this afternoon.

No-no-no, it was close to the 3:00.

Alright, 3:00.

And I thought to myself, here's my friend, Barney

in the same kind of financial bind I'm in.

How true.

But what to do about it, that's the question.

And then it come to me.

- What come to you, Fred? - My brilliant idea.

We both got spare rooms in our houses we never use.

So, why not put the rooms to work for us?

Let's take in some boarders.

Gee, uh, I don't know, Fred.

Why? What's wrong with that?

I don't think the girls will like the idea.

Now we both agree that taking in a boarder is a good idea.

- Right, Barney? - Right, Fred.

Good. Now all we got to do is sell the idea to the girls.

- Um, Fred. - 'Yeah, Barney?'

If Betty throws me out

will you take me in as a boarder?

Oh, quit your kiddin', Barney.

Who's kiddin'? Who's kiddin'?

Oh, you know how sore Betty gets

when she don't agree with one of your ideas.

Ha ha ha. That Barney, what a guy.

Now to ease into the boarder idea with Wilma.

[snoring]

'Wilma.'

'Oh, Wilma. I'm home.'

[chuckling]

Say hello to Fred, Dino.

(Fred) 'No-no-no, Dino. Down, boy. Down! Down!'

'Alright, alright, come on.'

[yelping]

Whoever heard of carrying a pet

into the house piggyback?

It's just that Dino loves you so much, Fred.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna train him to hate me a little.

Oh, that was a wonderful meal, Wilma honey.

From the pterodactyl soup

through the brontosaurus steak New York cut

right down to the Dodo bird pie, and the litchi nuts.

Well, thank you, Fred.

[thinking] Hm, he's in a good mood.

There'll never be a better time to spring the boarder news.

Um, she's in a good mood.

There'll never be a better time to spring the boarder news.

- Wilma, I got-- - Fred, I got something--

- I've been thinking, honey.. - You'll never guess what I..

Hold it. Hold it.

I got news for you, we're gonna take in a boarder.

There's no need to have a spare room that's not being used.

Now what do you got to say about that?

That's a wonderful idea, Fred.

Never, never, never..

...will I ever figure out women.

Hey, Fred, how did you make out?

I talked her into it.

Good, I sold Betty on the idea, too.

Good boy, Barney.

Now, let's see.

If I can get ten bucks a week for the room

that'll be, uh..

...40 bucks a month.

Boy, I can bowl a lot of games with that kind of dough.

Now, if I ask for 15 a week.

[instrumental music]

[door shuts]

[music continues]

Oh, hiya, Mr. Flintstone.

Wh-wh-what are you doin'?

I'm doin' my homework. Now if you'll excuse me, sir.

[instrumental music]

swoosh swoosh swoosh

'Wilma.'

'Wilma!'

'Oh, Wilma!'

Uh-oh, the cat's out of the bag.

'Wilma!'

Or more accurately, the saber-tooth lion

is out of his cage.

Wilma, who is that?

Uh, who is what, dear?

That guy sittin' on our bed making all that racket.

Why, that's our new boarder, silly.

Don't tell me you can't remember suggesting a boarder.

Oh, yeah, that's right, I did suggest a boarder

but I didn't suggest him.

[instrumental music]

That does it.

[grunting]

No. No, Barney. No!

Just let me get my hands on him for five seconds.

Please, Betty, please. Five seconds, please.

Cool it down, will you, please?

I must have quiet when I'm doing my homework.

[instrumental music]

He's staying here two weeks and that's final.

We must help students get an education.

If people didn't encourage musical talent

where would our future Louis Primas come from?

As a matter of fact, it's our patriotic duty.

[imitates bugle music]

I'm putting in for the Purple Heart.

Not only are we helping our nation's

educational program, Fred

but in two weeks, we'll be $500 ahead.

- 500 bucks. How? - How?

Uh, oh, eh, it's one of those package deals.

You know, fringe benefits, educational subsidies

stuff like that.

Oh, yeah-yeah. I-I heard of that.

I think.

Now, why don't you calm down

and go bowl a few games with Barney?

That's a good idea.

With so much money comin' in

I can afford to put a few games on the cuff.

'So long, honey. See you later.'

Phew. He almost had me then.

Betty and I want to keep that prize money as a surprise.

Watch this, Barney.

A reverse strike off the backboard.

Eee yabba-dabba-doo.

nnneeaoowww

thud thud

Hey, that's a pretty good shot, Fred.

Uh, there's nothin' to it.

I just think of those pins as bongo drums

and I can't miss.

[laughing]

Well, it's only for two weeks.

And the dough we'll get for room and board is worth it.

Yeah, it'll be hard on the nerves

but for 500 bucks I guess I can take it for two weeks.

What's holdin' dinner up, Wilma? I'm starved.

Coming right up, Fred.

I've got two Swiss brontosaurus steaks tonight.

Dig in, boys.

(Sully) 'Excuse me, Mr. Flintstone.'

Hey, what's the idea of taking the big piece?

I'm a growing boy.

Well, you're not gonna grow any older

if you pull that stuff.

Now put that steak back.

Help, Mrs. Flintstone. He's at it again.

Stop that, Fred. You'll make Sully late for work.

I'd like to make Sully late for his next birthday.

I'm telling you, Barney, I can't take much more of this.

I've been on a diet ever since that Sully kid

has been in our house.

I didn't plan it, just worked out that way.

I know how you feel, Fred.

Things are the same at my house.

But it's only for ten more days.

Seems more like ten more years.

Alright, Mrs. Flintstone

let's see the act you and Mrs. Rubble have worked out.

Okay. It's a good act

but, uh, maybe you can put some polish to it.

We'll try. Start whenever you're ready.

A one, a two.

? We're telling the girls they lost their dollies ?

? Lost their dollies lost their dollies ?

Hold it, Mrs. Flintstone. Hold it. Hold it!

- What's wrong? - You've lost us.

No matter how we try to polish that act, it'd still be dull.

(male #1) 'I think we better work up a new one for you'

'with some real way-out singing and dancing.'

Well, that'd be swell, huh, Betty?

Yeah. Considering we've been doing that dolly act

for five years and never won.

[laughing]

Boy, I never saw time drag so slow.

Five more days.

(Wilma) 'Dinner's ready, Fred.'

[humming]

'Hurry up, dear, it'll get cold.'

What's the matter with her?

[rhythmic tapping]

Here you are, dear.

[rhythmic tapping continues]

Okay, hold it. Hold it!

Yes, Fred?

(Fred) 'What's with the floor show?'

Nothing, Fred, I just feel happy.

[humming]

Happy, eh? Let me tell you something, Wilma.

If you get any happier the happy wagon

will back up to the door for you.

Come to think of it, I'm happy myself tonight.

This is my first meal without Sully around.

screech

Hiya, Mr. Flintstone.

chomp chomp chomp

[humming]

thud

Mrs. Flintstone, he did it again.

Well, Barney boy, today is the last day for the boarders.

Right, Fred. Out they go.

Ever since that kid's been boarding with us

Betty has been acting peculiar. Singing crazy stuff like..

[humming]

Eh, you know, jiggling all over the house.

Yeah-yeah-yeah, Wilma's been doing the same thing.

If it wasn't for the dough we're gonna get

I would've knocked it off long ago.

Well, it's all over now.

When we get home, we'll throw them out.

Ha ha ha. That will be a pleasure.

Well, Mrs. Flintstone and Mrs. Rubble, this is goodbye.

You're doin' real well with your new act.

'I bet you, you'll take first prize.'

Thanks, boys.

Are you sure you won't stay longer?

Uh, no, thanks, Mrs. Flintstone.

A deal's a deal.

Besides, Mr. Flintstone doesn't like me.

Oh, you're wrong.

He just has trouble showing it.

(Fred) 'A-ha, there they are.'

Out you guys. Hit the bricks.

Out! Out! Out!

You're right, Mrs. Flintstone.

He has a real tough time showing it.

Goodbye, folks. You were all swell to us.

- 'Goodbye, boys.' - 'Goodbye.'

Drop in sometime to say hello.

Oh, Fred, they really weren't bad kids.

Yeah, I-I know.

So long, fellas.

And good luck and scooby dooby doodliyo doo doo to you.

[chuckling]

Well, that's it.

'Okay, Wilma, where's the money?'

- Money? - What money?

What money? Well, the money your boarders paid you.

The 500 bucks.

Oh, they weren't supposed to pay any money, Fred.

No, it was a package deal.

A package deal?

You mean, there's a string to it?

Sit down, boys, Betty and I will explain the whole thing.

[rhythmic tapping]

[applause]

I still say this is silly, Fred.

We drive the girls all the way down

and then we stand outside

when we could be inside watching the show.

You mean watching Wilma and Betty

make a show of themselves, don't you?

Besides, I'm still sore about puttin' up with

two weeks of bongo drummin' for nothin'.

(emcee) Ladies and gentlemen

the judges have reached the decision on the talent contest.

Hey, Fred, Fred, they're gonna announce the winner.

Ah.

The winners are Mrs. Fred Flintstone

and Mrs. Barney Rubble, uh, Rubble.

[audience cheering]

- Thank you. Thank you. - Likewise, I'm sure.

Hey, did you hear that, Fred? The girls won 500 bucks.

Uh, yeah-yeah, I can't believe it.

Now, ain't you sorry for being such a sorehead?

Come on, Barney, we got things to do.

Fred, wait. What are you talking about?

Never mind, pal. Just get in the car, I'll explain later.

Oh, I can't wait until I get hold of that Fred.

And Barney's got a lot of explaining to do, too.

Not coming in to watch our act is bad enough

but taking the car and leaving us stranded is too much.

Men are such soreheads when their wives make good.

Yeah, like spoiled kids.

[instrumental music]

- Fred! - Barney!

What are you doing?

Well, I figure that since you gals won tonight

Barney and I will be a cinch to win next year's show

with the act we'll work up.

Hit it, Barney boy.

[music continues]

A year of this?

Don't worry, Wilma, you'll be dispossessed in a week.

I can hardly wait.

- Men! - Men!

[theme music]

[yawning]

[music continues]

clack

clink clink

thud

clack

thump

thud

Wilma.

thud thud thud

Wilma!

Come on, Wilma, open this door!

Wilma!

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