Original subtitles

- 'There's a baby in the ring!' - A baby?

(man on TV) 'Yes, and somebody better get her out of there'

'before she gets hurt!'

(Betty) 'Girls, there's a baby at the wrestling match.'

A baby? At a wrestling match?

Huh, that poor kid must have some parents.

Hey, she's cute. Looks like Pebbles.

[babbling]

(Wilma) 'It is Pebbles!'

[theme song]

[squawking]

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 ??

"Ventriloquism made easy. Lesson number 12.

"So remember, do not strain unnecessarily.

"An easy, natural pressure on larynx and palate

is essential to effective ventriloquism."

Hmm. There's nothing to it.

I'll try it out on that statue over there.

[clears throat]

Hello there. How are you today?

'Fine, thank you.'

'Is that you, Barney Rubble?'

Yep, it's me.

I'm throwing my voice. Uh, ventriloquism, you know?

Is that so?

Say, you're pretty good.

[laughs]

Oh, I gotta try this out on Betty.

? Da da da ?

? Far far away ?

? Hmm hum hum hum ?

What's the matter?

Haven't you ever seen a hummingbird?

[instrumental music]

I'll sneak up on Betty and throw my voice at her.

[laughing]

Gee, I wonder if there's any candy left in the box.

- 'Close the box.' - Huh?

(Barney) 'I said close the box.'

Oh, yes, sir!

It talked!

[laughing]

My imagination must be playing tricks on me.

I wonder if I'm feeling alright.

- 'It's alright.' - Aah!

[laughing]

(Betty) 'Barney, d-did you hear that?'

'The box talked.'

Oh, you mean like this?

Close the box.

Alright?

It's alright.

There. You see?

[Barney laughing]

Barney Rubble, what's going on?

Oh, it's ventriloquism, Betty.

Well, I've been studying this book

on how to throw my voice.

[laughing]

Oh, boy, I sure had you fooled, alright.

Me too.

[laughing]

Oh, Barney!

Haven't you anything better to do

than go around scaring people out of their wits?

Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Forgive me.

Well..

[imitating Barney] ...it's alright.

[both laughing]

slurp slurp slurp

That's a good little girl, Pebbles.

You finished all your cereal.

Now mommy's gonna put you in your playpen.

Hiya, Wilma.

'Oh, hello, Barney. Come in.'

And, uh, how's little sweetie pie today?

'Uh, you got a kiss for Uncle Barney?'

[babbling]

[babbling]

Hey, how long before she'll be able to talk, Wilma?

I mean, real sentences.

'Oh, not for a while yet, Barney.'

Maybe a year.

Oh, well, I was three years old before I started to talk.

Really? You were late.

Yeah. Well, my mother thought I'd never talk.

Then six months later, she thought I'd never shut up.

'Oh, Barney.'

Hey, uh, is Fred around?

He went to the store for some ice cream.

He should be back any minute.

Well, I wanna show him how I can throw my voice.

'Throw your voice?'

Uh, yeah, yeah. Watch.

Pebbles, I'm lonesome sitting here by myself.

Why don't you play with me?

[babbling]

Barney, that's wonderful.

Where did you learn to do that?

Ooh, I studied a book on ventriloquism.

It's easy. You could do it, Wilma.

Oh, I'm not so sure.

Come to think of it, you don't see many

women ventriloquists around.

I wonder why.

Well, uh, maybe it's because to be a ventriloquist

you can't move your lips.

And how many women are there

that'll keep their mouths shut?

[laughing]

You have a point there.

screech

Oh, Fred's home, Barney.

Listen, Wilma, let's try my ventriloquism on him.

Okay, Barney. Good idea.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

Honey, I couldn't get cactus berry ice cream

so I got ripple rocky road sherbet.

That's fine, Fred.

- 'Oh, hi, Barney.' - Hello, Fred.

And how's my precious?

You been a good girl while daddy was away?

Hey, there, daddy-o, your whiskers tickle.

Yeah, I've been so busy I haven't had a chance to..

What?

Wilma, she-she talked! Uh, Pebbles talked!

(Wilma) 'What was that, Fred?'

P-Pebbles can talk.

She, she said she..

thud

(Wilma) 'Fred!'

'Barney, he fainted.'

Yeah. Looks like we fooled him, alright.

(Wilma) 'Fred?'

(Fred) 'Uh, uh, what happened?'

(Wilma) 'You fainted.'

(Fred) 'I did?'

'Oh, yeah, yeah. I remember now.'

Uh, Pebbles talked, Wilma.

Sh-sh-she spoke to me.

Hey, that was me, Fred.

What do you mean it was you?

Don't you think I know my own daughter's voice.

I heard her, didn't you, Wilma?

- 'Fred..' - 'Shh! Shh!

(Fred) 'I think she's gonna talk again.'

'Pebbles, sweetheart, you got something else to say to daddy?'

Dada bop.

Did you hear that? She said, "Daddy flopped."

Imagine talking at her age!

Wilma, we got a genius in the family.

At this rate, in no time at all

she'll be leaving for college.

Really? Then I'd better start dinner.

I don't like saying goodbye on an empty stomach.

Hey, Fred, you didn't really hear Pebbles talk, you see--

I know what I heard! My baby talked.

And if you'll shut up, she'll talk again!

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

Well, I do. You keep quiet and let her do the talking.

Okay, Fred, if that's the way you want it

that's just what I'll do.

Good. Come on, now, princess, say somethin'.

Make a sentence like you did before.

Remember? You said daddy needs a shave.

(Barney) 'Yeah, and you could use a haircut, too.'

Barney, did you hear that?

I told you she could talk! Wilma!

- Yes? - 'She talked, Wilma!'

She said I could use a haircut, too.

(Wilma) 'That's nice.'

'Come on, dinner's ready.'

Oh, it's alright, Pebbles.

Mommy just don't appreciate genius..

...but daddy does.

'Daddy, will you do something for me?'

Of course, sugar. Anything.

What do you want me to do?

'Stand on your head.'

Stand on my head?

Hey, Pebbles, honey, I'm, I'm a little too old

for that sort of thing.

'Please, daddy.'

'Stand on your head or I'll cry.'

(Fred) 'Oh, no. No, no, no, Pebbles.'

'Don't cry. Daddy will stand on his head.'

How's this, Pebbles?

(Barney) 'That's good, daddy.'

'Now spin around like a top.'

Spin around? Oh, no.

If you don't, I'll cry, daddy.

(Fred) 'Okay, baby. How's this?'

Faster, daddy.

(Barney) 'Faster, daddy.'

'Oh, that's good, daddy-o.'

Hey, look at your daddy go, Pebbles.

[yawns]

(Barney) 'He may strike oil any minute.'

thud

Oh, boy. What a workout.

(Barney) 'You're lucky, Fred.'

She could have asked you to do some back flips.

Quiet! Don't give her any ideas!

Pebbles, honey, daddy's tired now, so--

'Daddy, do some back flips.'

B-b-but, Pebbles, sweetheart--

'Daddy, you said you'd do anything.'

Yeah, yeah. T-that's right, Pebbles.

[snoring]

So you want me to do some back flips, huh?

(Fred) 'Even if you're asleep?'

(Barney) Yes, daddy or I'll cry.

(Fred) 'Well, you ain't the only one who's gonna cry, Pebbles.'

'Barney's gonna cry, too'

'when I break every bone in his body.'

Throw your voice at me, will you?

Oh, now, now, don't get sore, Freddy.

It was just a little joke.

Who's sore, I just want to congratulate you

on being such a good ventriloquist.

I just want to shake your throat!

That's a good girl, Pebbles.

Drink all your milk

just like daddy drinks his cactus cola.

[whimpers]

(Fred) 'Uh-uh, Dino. Don't get any ideas.'

'No cactus cola for you.'

Now, Fred, you're sure you don't want me to call a babysitter?

Honey, no. I can take care of Pebbles.

So, you just go and enjoy your bridge game and stop worrying.

'Well, alright.'

'Bye, Fred. I won't be too late.'

Okay. Have fun! Drive carefully.

slurp slurp

slurp slurp

Alright, young lady, how are we doing with your milk?

You're finished. Good girl!

Now daddy will bubble you

and you'll be ready to go beddy-bye.

gulp gulp gulp

Come on. Come on, sweetheart.

You have to bubble, you know?

burp

'Good girl.'

Okay, Pebbles, time for beddy-bye.

(Barney) 'Yoo-hoo!'

Who's that?

It's me, Fred, Barney.

Beat it, Barney, scram, vamoose

'and get that silly flag outta here.'

'Now, hold it, Fred. This is a flag of truce.'

There's no flag of truce big enough

to make me forget what you did to me

with that ventriloquism.

'Now, beat it!'

Okay, Fred, if my flag of truce

won't melt that heart of stone

how about these?

Tickets to the wrestling match tonight.

O-o-oh, yeah.

Uh, Bronto Crushrock meets the Masked Mauler

for the championship.

Oh, boy, I'd sure like to go, but I can't.

I'm taking care of Pebbles.

Oh, get a babysitter.

'I can't. I told Wilma I, I, I..'

Yeah. Why not?

Wilma wanted to call

a babysitter in the first place.

Come on, Barney, I'll put Pebbles in her crib

and then I'll call Mrs. Willrock, our babysitter.

? Rock-a-bye baby ?

? Da da doo doo ??

tring

Hello?

(Fred on phone) 'Ah, Mrs. Willrock'

'this is Mr. Flintstone.'

'Can you babysit tonight?'

This isn't Mrs. Willrock.

This is her daughter, Linda.

Mother's busy tonight.

Oh, that's terrible.

I-I mean, I-I need her bad. It's an emergency.

Oh, I'd be happy to sit for you, Mr. Flintstone.

I fill in for mother lots of times.

'Yeah, but you sound kind of young.'

Oh, but, I'm not young at all!

I'm 16 and very good with children.

Really, I am.

Okay! You know the address?

Yeah, yeah. Just around the corner.

Fine. Thanks.

We're all set, Barney!

Great, Fred.

One babysitter comin'. Two wrestling fans goin'.

[both laughing]

ding dong

Hey, that's Linda. Come in, Linda!

Hello, Mr. Flintstone. I brought my homework.

I've got some important examinations at school tomorrow.

Fine, Linda. Pebbles won't give you any trouble.

She'll sleep right through. You can study.

And, uh, help yourself to anything you want in the icebox.

(Linda) 'Thank you, Mr. Flintstone.'

'Everything will be alright.'

And in case you're lonesome, uh, Dino here will keep you company.

burp

(Fred) 'Come on, Barney! The arena awaits!'

(Barney) 'I'm with you, Fred.'

(Fred) 'So long, Linda.'

Goodbye, Mr. Flintstone. Have a nice time.

whoosh

Jerry, this is Linda. Where's Peg and Frankie?

Did he get his record player fixed?

It's a good thing the arena's so close.

We don't need the car.

Yeah. Boy, this ought to be some match, Fred.

That Bronto Crushrock is a terror.

'Hey, did you ever see him when he gets real mad?'

No.

Oh, his face gets red. His eyes bulge out.

His nose turns purple. Oh, gee.

I wish I could describe how horrible he looks.

'You're doing fine.'

Oops! Fred, I forgot the tickets.

I left them on your TV set.

You left the tickets on the T..

Why, you stupid..

Ooh, of all the dumb..

- Fred, that's it! - Uh, that's what?

'That's how Bronto Crushrock looks'

'when he gets real mad.'

Oh, boy.

Let's go back and get the tickets

but we'll have to hurry.

swoosh swoosh

[upbeat music]

Gee, Linda, you sure are a swell dancer.

Well, I ought to be.

I've been babysitting since I was 12.

screech

Barney, what's going on in there?

I think somebody's playing musical earthquake.

- Hey, you! - Who, me?

- 'Out! Out! Out!' - Yes, sir!

(Fred) 'Everybody scram! Beat it!'

Watch it, Buster! I'm a precision instrument!

[humming]

(Fred) 'Dino, cut that out!'

(Linda) 'I'm sorry, Mr. Flintstone.'

I didn't mean any harm.

That's alright, Linda. Goodnight.

Goodnight, sir.

The baby!

We forgot to look in on Pebbles.

Ooh, I'll bet all the noises scared her.

[babbling]

Pebbles, sweetheart, what are you doing, dancin'?

You should be asleep.

Come on, now, sweetie, in you go.

'Hit the sack.'

Nighty-night, honey.

Well, the wrestling match is out for me, Barney.

I guess you'll have to go alone.

Oh, gee, it's no fun goin' alone.

'I know, but I can't go.'

It's too late to get another babysitter

even if I wanted to.

Hey, Fred, why not take Pebbles along?

Take her along?

[babbling]

Hey, look, she wants to go!

Barney, I can't take a little girl

to a wrestling match!

(Barney) 'Oh, no. I suppose not.'

'But if it was a boy, you would, huh?'

(Fred) 'Well, yeah, yeah.'

'If Pebbles was a boy, I'd take her in a minute.'

In other words, what you are doing is

discriminating against your own daughter

because she's a girl.

You are right, Barney!

I'm blaming Pebbles for something that ain't her fault.

That's very bad child psychology, Fred.

She could grow up resentin' you.

Yeah, I can't have her hating me the rest of her life, Barney.

(Fred) 'I have got to take her.'

Come on, sweetheart.

Daddy's taking you bye-bye.

[babbling]

Fred, this is a big step

in father-daughter relationship.

Yeah, but, I wanna get back before Wilma.

She might not understand that I'm just doing this

so Pebbles will grow up to be a healthy, normal girl.

Oh, boy.

Hey, we got here just in time, Fred.

The main bout hasn't started yet.

Yeah, it's just as well we missed the preliminaries

they weren't any good anyway.

Well, how do you know, Fred?

Look at the ring, no blood.

Na na boo boo!

ding ding

Ladies and gentlemen

before we bring you the main event

we have here tonight a wrestling celebrity.

Introducing the king of the Midget Wrestlers

'Shorty Shortstone!'

[crowd cheering]

Sit down, Pebbles, and watch the action.

[babbling]

Oh! The idea, bringing a baby here!

Where'd you ever get that baby stuff?

I'm Powerful Pebbles, queen of the Midget Wrestlers.

[laughing]

That's telling her, Barney.

[both laughing]

ding ding

Ladies and gentlemen

our feature bout for the championship of the world.

The defending champion, Bronto Crushrock.

[crowd cheering]

And the challenger, the darling of the rock-pile set

'The Masked Mauler.'

Well, here we go, Fred.

Watch this, Pebbles. This is what you wanted to see.

ding

What did you expect, Westminster chimes?

[grunting]

(Fred) 'Come on! Come on! Mix it up!'

Yeah. This is no time to take dancing lessons!

The referee breaks them up

and now, the action has really started.

They're going at it like a couple of saber-tooth tigers.

(male 1) 'The Mauler has Crushrock in a spin.'

'Around and around he goes.'

'And where he stops, everybody knows.'

thud

[babbling]

Hello, little girl.

Say, you're a pretty one.

Hey, Leslie, hold it a minute.

Look who's here.

Hi, there, cutie pie. Hey, what's your name?

Her name's Pebbles. Come on, sweetheart.

Pebbles? Say, that's a lovely name.

Hey, you come to Granite's Department Store

around Christmas, honey.

I'm the Santa Claus there.

Gee, that Masked Mauler's a real sweet guy, huh, Fred?

Yeah, he sure is and Bronto seems like

an awful nice fella, too.

Alright, you guys, how about a little action?

Yeah! Do your sleeping at home!

[crowd booing]

The crowd is getting impatient.

They want action.

(male 1) 'Crushrock is getting mad.'

'He sends the Mauler sprawling!'

'Uh-oh!'

The referee got in the way of that one.

He's out cold.

'That makes two down and one to go.'

'Bronto Crushrock is now making his move.'

'He wants to win this fall.'

Come on, Bronto! Pin him now!

You got him where you want him, Bronto!

(male 1) 'The Mauler has recovered.'

'Both men are determined. They're going to lock horns.'

This is going to be a real battle.

thud

Wow! Now they're both down.

'In fact, all three are down.'

'It's going to be tough to decide the winner.'

Not bad, Betty.

I think we can make a grand slam.

As long as you're dummy, Betty

turn on the television set, will you?

There's a fashion show on.

A fashion show? Oh, sure thing.

(male announcer) 'They're still out and it looks like the match is over.'

'The crowd is getting unruly.'

'We should have a decision in a moment.'

Betty, that's not the fashion show!

That's a wrestling match.

(female 1) 'Turn it to the next channel.'

Hmm? Oh, huh, yes, sure.

I guess I got carried away.

(male announcer) 'There's a baby in the ring!'

A baby?

'Yes, and somebody better get her out of there'

'before she gets hurt.'

(Betty) 'Girls, there's a baby at the wrestling match!'

A baby? At a wrestling match?

Huh, that poor kid must have some parents.

Say, she's cute. Looks like Pebbles.

[babbling]

(Wilma) 'It is! It is Pebbles!'

Oh, but it can't be, Wilma.

Pebbles is home with Fred.

(male announcer) 'And there goes somebody after the baby.'

'Probably the father.'

Pebbles, come here.

The ring is no place for a baby.

Excuse me, girls, I've got a baby to rescue

and a husband to pulverize.

Wait for me, Wilma!

I don't know about you viewers

but as far as I'm concerned

the baby is the new champion.

Whee!

[babbling]

Come to daddy, Pebbles.

The fights are over anyway. Time to go home.

[babbling]

Yay!

Three cheers for Pebbles, the new champ!

(all) 'Rah! Rah! Rah! Pebbles! Pebbles! Pebbles!'

'Hurray!'

See that, Pebbles? They like you.

Ooh! Wait till I get my hands on that man.

Oh, can you imagine

taking a baby to a wrestling match?

It looks pretty deserted. I better go in and check.

The wrestling match is over and everybody is gone!

Quick! Let's go home!

Well, home again, precious.

And now, daddy will get you to beddy-bye.

It's a good thing, you got home before Wilma, huh, Fred?

What do you mean "It's a good thing?"

Are you suggesting I'm afraid to have Wilma know

I took Pebbles to the wrestling match?

- Well, uh-- - 'Listen, Barney.'

I am boss in my family.

I do what I want when I want.

Oh, sure, Fred.

[imitating Wilma] Fred, where have you been?

Uh, w-well, W-Wilma, you see, I-I..

[Barney laughing]

Barney, I'm gonna wallop you so hard I..

Ooh, ooh, it is Wilma. Quick, quick Operation Hide!

Uh, see you later, Fred.

Go to sleep, Pebbles, quick.

[snoring]

(Wilma) 'Fred?'

He's fast asleep, Wilma.

Hmm.

[snoring]

[chuckling]

She's alright.

Thank goodness.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Wilma.

Goodnight, Betty.

Hmm?

slam

Hey. Huh? Oh! Oh! Oh!

Home already, Wilma?

Did you have a good time?

That's just what I was going to ask you.

- Huh? - How was your evening, Fred?

Did, uh, Pebbles give you any trouble?

No. Not a bit, Wilma.

It was just as if she wasn't here.

'Hmm. And nothing unusual happened, hmm?'

You didn't leave the house for any reason, did you?

Leave the house?

Now, why should I do that?

I mean, uh...uh, I mean..

Yes?

I mean, I can't lie to you, Wilma.

I took Pebbles to the wrestling match.

(Barney) 'Attaboy, daddy.'

'I knew you wouldn't lie to mommy.'

(Wilma) 'Pebbles, what are you doing out of bed?'

'Fred, I'm glad you told the truth'

'because I saw you at the wrestling match on television.'

You did? And you're not mad?

Of course I'm mad

but as long as nothing happened to Pebbles

I-I guess I can forgive you.

Aw.

[laughs]

Gee, Wilma, you are one in a million.

Say, did you see what a hit Pebbles made in the arena?

They called her the new champ.

Huh, Pebbles?

Ow! Look, Wilma!

She's got a headlock on me! Ha ha!

She's a champ, alright!

(Barney) Why shouldn't I be a champ?

I come from championship stock, don't I?'

[laughing] That's cute.

(Fred) 'Alright, Barney, come on out wherever you are.'

Barney, where are you?

tring

(Fred) 'Hey, hold Pebbles, Wilma. I'll get it. Hello?'

(Barney on phone) 'Fred, uh, this is Barney.'

'Uh, look, you better tell Wilma the truth about tonight.'

'Betty says she saw you on television.'

Yeah, yeah, I know, Barney, I-I-I..

Barney?

Wilma! Wilma, she talked!

She, she, ee..

She, she, uh..'

thud

Mama, dada go go boop boop.

[chuckling]

[theme song]

? 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!

[banging on door]

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