Original subtitles

[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 ??

[instrumental music]

(Fred) 'We could go to the beach'

along this road

and spend our vacation there.

That would be nice.

[babbling]

Or we could go, uh, this way

'and try the mountains.'

I'd like that, too.

[babbling]

[blows raspberry]

[knock on door]

Hiya, Fred, Wilma. What are you doing?

(Fred) 'Hi, Barney, Betty. Come on in.'

We're trying to decide where to go on our vacation.

Oh, there's a pretty lake near Stone Mountain.

Yeah, or you could go, uh, water-skiing at Hyannis Stone.

(Wilma) 'And there's always Niagara Rock Falls.'

(Barney) 'Yeah. That's a good place.'

It's a lovely drive to Brick Creek.

(Barney) 'That's another goody-good place.'

Hey, look.

[instrumental music]

I win!

You wanna play best two out of three, Fred?

[both laughing]

Hey, you know what I'd really like to do?

Stay right here for the whole week.

- Stay here? - Sure, we got a nice place.

I could have a whole week of peace and quiet right here.

- What's wrong with that? - But, Fred--

And what's more

the $80 bucks we saved up

could go in the bank.

- 'I think that's wonderful.' - You do?

Absolutely.

It's your vacation, and you do anything you want.

Wilma, you are a peach.

Take the money down to the bank

right now before you change your mind.

Yeah, yeah. Good idea. Come on, Barney.

[instrumental music]

Alright, Wilma. What's going on?

Oh, it's just that I'm a thoughtful wife

anxious to do anything that pleases my husband.

Um, sure, and then there's the one about

goldilocks and the three bears.

Come on. Tell the truth.

- 'Well--' - Come on.

Well, there's a fur neckpiece in Stacks' window

and it just happens to cost $80.

[gasps] Wilma Flintstone, you're just terrible!

Why couldn't I think of something like that?

It's perfect.

Fred gets his cozy vacation at home

and I get that cozy fur neckpiece.

Wish me luck, Betty.

[giggling]

Good luck, Wilma.

Yes, sir, that Wilma's a great gal.

You see how quickly she agreed with me?

You know how that makes me feel.

No, but it would make me feel very nervous.

Your trouble, Barney, is you're too suspicious.

Come on. Let's go.

Just a minute, fellas.

You've got company.

boing

[music continues]

screech

Here we are. Bedrock National Bank.

I wonder if they give free samples.

[both laughing]

Come on, come on, Barney.

Let's get into the bank before this parking meter

takes all my money.

click

I hope Stacks' still has that fur piece.

[clinking]

(Fred) 'I wish I had a lot more than this.'

I don't know, Fred.

You know what they say about money

it only turns your head.

Sure, and I like facing in that direction.

Morning, Mr. Flintstone.

There you are, 80 big ones to add

to the Flintstone family fortune.

Eh, how much does that give me all together?

Counting this 80, you have..

[instrumental music]

...eighty one.

I'll put it in the vault.

You just yabba-dabba-do that.

Okay, Barn. Let's go.

[grunting]

[grunting]

Phew!

[panting]

[clinking]

You want to put something into the vault?

- Tsk, uh-uh. - 'Good.'

[grunting]

[instrumental music]

[grunting]

[panting]

Now..

...what can I do for you?

I'm Mrs. Flintstone.

I'd like to take out $80.

Oh, no!

[panting]

This is not going to be my day.

[instrumental music]

Who needs to go away for a vacation, right, Barney?

Right, Fred. You have everything here.

A jug of cactus juice

a tiger skin hammock, and me.

[both laughing]

Yes, sir.

Old Fred's smart brains have beat the system.

Eighty clams in the bank

and a week of peace and quiet.

[yawns]

[snoring]

Uh, says here a convention's coming to town.

Uh, hundreds of musicians from all over the world.

There will be all kinds of marching bands and parades.

[marching band music]

Hey, that must be them coming now.

Boy, I love a parade.

[music continues]

What the..

Hey! Help! Help!

thud

[clanking]

(Fred) 'Barney!'

Get me out of here! Help! Help!

Gee, my best friend swallowed by a tiger.

I'll save you, Fred!

swoosh

Hurry up, will you?

Hang on, Fred. I'll clobber him!

bam

[glass shattering]

Boy, I really flattened him, didn't I?

And I'm gonna flatten you.

[whistle blows]

[drums beating]

What's all that racket?

There's a musicians' convention in town.

They'll be having parades here all week.

All week?

[whistle blows]

If that's going on all week, I'm not gonna be here.

I'm getting that dough back out of the bank

and we're taking our vacation out of town.

How do you like my new fur piece, Betty?

I like it fine, Wilma.

The question is

how is Fred going to like it?

Oh, he'll like it.

After all, we weren't using the money for anything.

- 'Wilma!' - I'll run along.

Okay, and thanks for watching the baby.

Come on. Pack your bags.

We're going to spend our vacation in the country.

Wh-wh-wh-what?

There's a noisy music convention in town

so we're getting out of town.

Where are you going now?

Down to the bank to get our $80 bucks out.

Hey, w-what's that you're wearing?

What? Oh, oh, this old thing?

Oh, just something out of the attic.

'Oh, oh.'

'Well, I better go get our vacation money.'

Oh, dear.

Maybe Betty can help me.

[humming]

- Betty. Betty! - Oh, hi, Wilma.

I'm just trying my new steam iron.

[hissing]

Hot stuff. Watch it. Hot stuff.

Betty, I'm in terrible trouble.

Do you think you could lend me $80?

[chuckling]

Eighty dollars? Are you kidding?

As the wife of Diamond Jim Rubble

I don't have 80 cents.

'Oh, dear.'

Fred's decided he wants to go away

on a vacation after all.

Well, he can always spend two glorious weeks

admiring your new fur.

[sniggering]

Be serious, Betty.

Fred will be leaving for the bank any minute now.

[knocking on door]

Oh, excuse me, Wilma. Someone's at the door.

- Yes? - Good afternoon.

I am Ingamora Erockson

this is my brother, Ollie.

Ja, ja, Ollie Erockson, at your service.

And my brother, Sven.

Ja, Ollie Erockson at your service.

No. He is Ollie. You are Sven.

Ja, he is Ollie. You are Sven.

Oh, boy.

We are wondering if you have a room to rent until Sunday?

A room?

Ja, we come from Sweden

for a music festival

and the hotels are all filled up.

We will pay anything. Anything!

Um, the house next-door is available until Sunday.

Could you pay $80?

Oh, that is a little expensive. Isn't it, boys?

Ja, ja. That is expensive.

Say something.

Uh, he is Ollie. You are Sven.

'He is Ollie. You are Sven.'

Oh, boy.

Okay. We take it.

(Wilma) 'You can move in in an hour.'

Good. We go get our bags.

Thank you, very much.

Uh, he is Ollie. You are Sven.

He is Ollie. You are Sven.

He is Ollie. You are Sven.

[instrumental music]

Hurry, Betty. I've just gotta get to the bank before Fred.

Well, there he is, up ahead.

Hang on, Wilma. We'll pass him.

[revving]

vroom

Wow! What was that?

[tires screeching]

I'll be right back.

swoosh

[clinking rapidly]

Flintstone, $80 deposit.

Oh, promise me you're not gonna take it out again.

- I promise. - Good.

I'll deposit it for you.

[grunting]

Hurry, Betty. We made it just in time.

vroom

screech screech

[panting]

Oh, no!

The name's Flintstone.

I want my $80 bucks.

Oh, I knew it, I knew it.

[bawling]

[instrumental music]

Well, there it is. How do you like it?

'I rented it from the Rolling Stone trailer company.'

(Wilma) 'It's lovely, Fred. Let's go.'

We can drive up to Jelly Rock Park.

It will be nice and quiet there.

Stop at the Flintstone place just ahead, driver.

Yes, sir.

If we're going, let's go, Fred. Come on!

Okay, okay, Wilma.

Quiet vacation, here we come!

[instrumental music]

Flintstone residence.

Everybody out.

? Over hill over dale ?

? We will hit the dusty trail ?

? As our trailer goes rolling along ?

Yabba-dabba-goo.

Heh-heh, atta girl, Pebbles.

? As our trailer goes rolling along ??

[instrumental music]

Fred, it's beautiful!

Yes, sir. This is it.

Peace and quiet.

Howdy, folks.

Oh, howdy, Mr. Ranger.

Just wanted to tell you

they're building a new road

and they'll be, uh, using a little..

[explosion]

...dynamite.

How long will that be going on?

'Not long. Just another week or two.'

[machine whirring]

What's that?

[whirring]

'We'll also be thinning out the trees'

'for the next few weeks.'

Cutting down the trees?

Oh, and I wanted a quiet vacation.

Come on, Fred. There's a nice supper in the picnic basket.

Oh, boy. At least this noise hasn't affected my appetite.

(male 1) Timber!

crash

Oh, boy. What else can happen?

[instrumental music]

Now you see why I'm smarter

than the average Fred Flintstone, Boo-Boo.

Yeah!

[instrumental music]

boing

The fastest way I know

to get a pic-a-nic basket.

Fred, the basket's gone!

Oh, it figures.

[thunder rumbling]

You folks alright?

Yeah. Yeah, thanks.

I never heard such thunder.

boom

That's not thunder, that's dynamite.

boom

Now that's thunder.

Enjoy your vacation.

Oh, sure.

Peace and quiet.

Wilma, let's go home.

Home? But we can't go..

I-I, uh, I mean, we shouldn't.

boom

'Well, you wanna spend a week here'

'listening to that thunder?'

- Dynamite. - 'Okay, dynamite!'

boom

That was thunder.

You really wanna stay here?

Oh, we'll get used to it.

No point in rushing home

not until Sunday.

'Why don't you get some rest?'

Rest? Oh, boy.

[instrumental music]

(Fred) 'Yes, sir. That Wilma sure is a spunky girl.'

'Sticking it out here just so she won't ruin my vacation.'

It kind of...chokes me up.

Imagine going through all this just for me.

But I know she'd rather be home.

So that's exactly where we're goin'.

[instrumental music]

Sleep tight, honey.

You'll wake up in your own little bed

in the morning.

[music continues]

Isn't that cute?

'No point waking them. I'll let them sleep.'

Hm, I'm starved.

Think I'll go in and have a little snack.

[humming]

[both snoring]

[yawning]

Ollie is hungry.

It's sure good to be home.

Oops! Need a knife and fork.

[dramatic music]

Huh?

Thought I put some food there.

Oh, well.

[snoring]

[chomping]

Uh, hey, where you get that?

In the living room.

? Da da dum dum dum dee dee dum dum ?

Oh. Need salt.

[instrumental music]

Oh, boy. Sven is hungry.

What..

I, I-I must have eaten it

but I'm still hungry.

Oh, I better get to bed.

[instrumental music]

[yawning]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

'Uh-uh, uh, is-is that you, h-h-honey?'

Ja, he is Ollie. I am Sven.

Yeeoow!

'Wilma!'

swoosh

'Wilma! Wilma!'

Wh-wh-where are you, Fred?

I'm-I'm, I'm down here.

Th-there's a prowler s-sleeping in my bed.

There's no one in your bed, Fred.

I-I, I-I mean in the house.

I-I drove home while you were asleep.

Oh, no.

Hello, there!

(Fred) 'Wh-wh-wh-who's he?'

(Wilma) 'That's your prowler, Fred.'

'Wait. Come back. I can explain everything.'

I don't need any explanation.

I'm just going to pick him up

and throw him out of the house.

bam

Umm, alright, Wilma.

If you insist, I'm, uh, ready to listen.

Well, it's a long story, Fred.

You see..

[instrumental music]

It just isn't right, Barney.

I got to stay in my driveway

while three strangers live it up in my house.

But I promised them, and there's nowhere else they can go.

Hey, wait a minute, Fred. I got a great idea.

Pull the trailer over and you can live in my driveway.

Oh, that's great.

You're a lot of help.

Well, uh, hey, uh

how about sicking Dino in there to chase them out?

Uh! Now, that is an idea, Barn.

Dino. Dino, boy!

- Huh? - 'Go sic 'em, boy!'

'Get in there and chase 'em away!'

[growling]

swoosh

[barking]

[screeching]

Don't know why I didn't think of this before.

Hey, it's awful quiet in there.

[laughing]

They're probably petrified with fear.

I'll go in and hold Dino

and give them a chance to run for it.

[barking]

Isn't that cute?

The little pooch likes Swedish meatballs.

You want another one?

[growling]

[gulps]

Dino!

[Dino growling]

No, no, no, n-no, Dino!

slam

[barking]

H-how do you like that?

M-my own dog, a traitor.

He was gonna bite me.

[laughing]

Dino probably mistook you for another meatball.

[laughing]

[sniggering]

[instrumental music]

Hey, there's one thing we haven't tried.

Suppose it's so noisy around here

they can't sleep?

They'll be glad to move out.

- We make the noise, huh? - Sure.

We'll give them a serenade.

You on the horn, me on the skins.

- Hey, uh, where will we play? - Right here in the garage.

Okay. I'll go get my horn.

[instrumental music]

Alright. We'll blast them right back to Sweden.

A one and a two and a three!

[instrumental music]

? When the band is swingin' ?

? We both feel like singin' ?

? It's not the kind of music ?

? That makes us very proud ?

? When we say it's pretty ?

? We mean pretty loud ??

[music continues]

[orchestral music]

Come on, Barney. Let's go over to your house.

[music continues]

Listen to that racket.

They'll have the cops here.

Hey, that's what we should have done in the first place!

We'll get the cops to yank them out of there.

Uh, you're gonna call the police?

No. No. You're going to call 'em.

After all, I can't ask the police to raid my own place.

- But, gosh, Fred, I, uh-- - Nothing can go wrong.

Barney, I'll back you up all the way.

[siren wailing]

[screeching]

It worked.

The cops are putting them in the paddy wagon.

[siren wailing]

Now, look, Barn.

Wilma and I will go right down

to the police station

you wait a few minutes

then come busting in and make the complaint.

Remember, you gotta be mean and mad!

Mean and mad.

Okay, Fred. I'll be mean and mad!

[laughing]

[thudding]

Alright, alright. What's the charge?

Uh, these men were disturbing the peace, Your Honor.

- They sure were. - Now, Fred..

- Who are you? - I-I own the house--

Please, sir, it was not his fault.

He is our friend. He's a wonderful man.

How's that?

We are strangers in this country

far from our home and people.

This man and his wife took us into their home.

He has been very kind to us

he gave us his little pet, Dino

he serenaded us with music

and all on his vacation time.

Uh, b-b-but, fellas--

'And now, he and his wife'

'have come of the night to try and help us.'

'All I know is that the world would be a better place'

'if there were only more kind people'

'like the Flintstones.'

But this charge, the noise.

'Well, we did not realize it was so late, Your Honor.'

We were busy making up a song about the Flintstones.

Really? Let's hear it.

Okay, boys. Hit it!

? Eee yabba dabba dabba dabba doo! ?

[instrumental music]

[singing in foreign language]

[thudding]

? Yabba dabba dabba dabba doo ?

[singing continues]

thud

? Yabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba doo! ??

I'd like to get my hands on the crank

who had these talented boys arrested.

His name was Rubble, Your Honor.

[instrumental music]

My name is Rubble

I'm mean and I'm mad

and I demand justice be done!

I agree with you.

thud

Five days in jail.

Uh, five days, huh?

Well, that ain't half enough.

- Uh, how am I doing, Fred? - Barney, shh!

You're right, make it ten days.

Take him away!

Hey! What's going on?

You heard me.

Ten days or $50.

Fred, how much of our vacation money is left?

But, but, Wilma..

Oh, well.

Your honor, I'll pay his fine.

Release the prisoner.

thud

You see?

Friendly Fred Flintstone

helps everybody!

Three cheers for Fred Flintstone!

(all) Yabba-dabba-doo!

Uh, he's Ollie, I'm Sven.

[instrumental music]

? Yabba dabba dabba doo ?

? Aye aye aye Wilma ?

? I love my Wilma ?

[singing in foreign language]

? Aye aye aye Wilma ?

? I love my Wilma ?

[singing in foreign language]

mwah

[music continues]

? Yabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba doo ??

[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 ?

thud

? We'll have a gay old time ??

Wilma!

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