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[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]

[suckling]

burp

[babbling]

slurp slurp slurp

[Pebbles laughing]

thud

(Fred) 'Wilma, I'm home.'

Hello, little Pebbly-poo.

You bein' a good little girl?

Well, look at this.

Daddy's little angel

finished all her milk.

burp

Now, what was that for, Dino?

(Wilma) 'Oh, dear. Is that you, Fred.'

Yeah, honey. What's wrong?

Oh, it's the vacuum cleaner.

It's stuffed up again.

Oh, well, let me take a look.

Mmm! Sure is.

Roll it over to the window.

I'll have it fixed in a jiffy.

All it takes is a little know-how.

Quarter to three.

Let's make it 3 o'clock.

boing

Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo...ow!

Sorry, pal. Just borrowin' a feather.

'This should do it.'

(Fred) Coochie, coochie, coochie..

Ah-ah-ah..

[sneezes]

Give it a try now, Wilma.

[whirring]

Oh, that's fine.

Thanks, Fred.

And nobody even said gesundheit.

Boy, I'm exhausted.

I did the washing, ironing

scrubbed the kitchen floor

polished the silver

dusted the living room..

Oh, Wilma.

Why don't you take a break?

You can clean out the garage tomorrow.

Oh, you're so good to me.

[Fred chuckling]

No, I mean it, Wilma.

I got an idea.

Why don't you take a nap

and I'll take the baby out for a little air.

Ah, you are good to me, Fred.

I think I will take a breather.

Come on, Pinky.

Mush.

How 'bout it?

Wanna take a walk?

[Dino barking]

No, no. No, Dino. Not you.

(Fred) 'I was talking to the baby.'

Down, Dino. Down, down!

'Heel, Dino!'

(Fred) No, no, Dino. No. Heel, heel!

Dino, I said he..

thump

thud

Man's best friend.

Oh, boy.

[instrumental music]

What a day.

Smell that clean, fresh air, Barney.

[Barney sniffing]

Ah, Fred, uh..

You smell the air, I'll smell the hot dogs.

Huh? Oh, oh, yeah.

Red hots. Get 'em while they're hot. Red hots!

Hmm, how about it, Barney?

Be my guest?

Well, now that you mention it

'thank you.'

Uh, two hot dogosauruses.

Yes, sir.

Now, hold the baby.

Pay the man, will you, Barney?

Who, me?

Well, uh..

I suppose a guest has

certain obligations to his host.

Uh, would you hold the baby?

Sure thing.

Heh, heh, heh. You're a real doll.

[Pebbles giggling]

(Barney) Here you are.

See you later.

Hey, pretty good hot dogosauruses, huh, Fred?

Yeah, but something's missing.

Hey, Mac.

Aren't you forgettin' something?

Eh? Oh, you're right.

Hey, Barn, we forgot the mustard.

[Pebbles gurgling]

Boo boo.

Boo-boo, yeah, heh-heh.

I agree with you 100 percent.

Hey, Fred.

We better start back. It's gettin' late.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

My, what a beautiful subject.

- Huh? - Uh, you mean me?

You're kiddin', of course.

I mean the little girl.

Like the sign says

children's photos our specialty.

Yeah! Yeah, I think I will.

Bu-but, Fred.

You just had a picture taken last week.

Sure, but you know how kids change.

Oh, yeah, she may have

two more freckles by now.

[chuckling]

Alright, cutie.

Let's have a big smile.

Yeah, Pebbles.

Smile for the nice man.

(Fred) 'Big, bitty smile.'

'Come on. Look at daddy, Pebbles.'

Now watch.

Ga ga ga..

Ah ah ah..

Moo, moo, moo..

Eeyah, eeyah, eeyah..

[Fred spluttering]

Please, please. I cave.

Please, I don't feel so good.

[Fred clucking]

Mister, please stop.

Control yourself.

Wha-wha-wha..

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah.

Did it work? Did she smile?

[yawning]

'I'm afraid not.'

Okay, I got some more that will..

Please!

I'd rather do it myself.

Well, gosh. I was only trying to help.

This is what you want.

To have a picture taken on a pony.

It never fails.

Come on, Daddy'll put Pebbles on the nice pony.

[Pebbles wailing]

Okay, okay, okay.

Daddy will show you, sweetheart.

See, see, sweetheart?

See. Nothing to be afraid of.

Ya-hoo!

[neighing]

whoosh

Ho, ho!

[screeching]

Hey, hey, this is fun.

Ya-hoo!

Hi-ho..

...Silver!

[neighing]

Look at daddy, Pebbles.

thump

thud

[Pebbles laughing]

I say, that's it, that's it.

Ooh, hoo, hoo.

This will be my masterpiece.

I'll make it a flash shot.

Hold it..

boom

Huh, and I thought this was

a nice, safe profession.

Are you alright, Fred?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Did you get her picture?

We'll know in an instant.

You see, I use an instant Polorock camera.

Magnificent!

Beautiful!

This is the cutest baby picture I've ever taken.

Say, that's great.

Yes, isn't it?

Boy, she's a doll.

Yeah, heh, heh.

For a smile like that

it's worth a bump on the head any day.

[Fred laughing]

Fred, if I'm gonna make it home

in time for dinner, we better take a bus.

Okay, here comes the bus now.

[tires screeching]

Watch your step, please.

How much to Rockway Lane?

Ten cents and a nickel for the kid.

Fair enough.

gulp

[bell ringing]

The nickels and dimes aren't so much

but, ooh, those half dollars.

gulp

ding ding ding

Step to the back of the bus, please.

ting ting

Oh, brother.

This guy would be great at a taffy pull.

And you know what, Stanley?

The winner of the beauty contest

gets a prize of 500 grams.

Wow, that's real dough.

You said it.

I sure hope my baby wins

that beauty contest.

Beauty contest for babies?

Hey, hey, Fred.

You hear anything about a beauty contest for babies?

No.

Well, this guy next to me

is talking about one.

And the prize is 500 bucks.

Boy, that's a lot of hay.

Well, he's got his baby entered

and I bet his baby isn't

half as pretty as Pebbles.

E-excuse me, mister.

How you go about gettin' into this contest?

Well, you gotta fill out an entry blank, see?

Uh, wait a minute.

I think I got an extra one.

Yeah, here it is.

Gee, thanks.

Come on, Charlie, this is our stop.

[screeching]

'Watch your step, please.'

'Watch your step.'

ting ting

My baby was supposed to meet me here.

'Over here, daddy.'

Oh, hiya, honey.

Hey, you're all set.

I got the entry blank for the contest.

Uh, can my daughter and I give you a lift home?

No, thanks.

Uh, good luck in the contest, miss.

See you later, Fred.

Oh, here is your entry blank for Pebbles.

Thanks, Barn.

But don't go home yet.

I want you to hear what Wilma says

when I tell her I put Pebbles

in a beauty contest.

Fred Flintstone, are you out of your skull?

- But, Wilma.. - No sirree, Bob.

No daughter of mine is entering a beauty contest.

But, Wilma, Pebbles can win it.

That's exactly what I don't want.

Do you realize what happens to babies

who win beauty contests?

And get lots of money

and go in the movies?

But, Wilma..

'They become vain, spoiled, impossible.'

No, Fred.

I want our Pebbles to grow up a normal

happy, unspoiled girl.

But, but..

...Wilma..

Barney, say something, will ya?

But, but, Wilma..

Oh, boy.

Thanks a lot, Barney.

Now look, Wilma, let's sit down

and talk this over.

Not now.

I've got to get this roast ready for dinner.

Besides, the answer would still be no.

slam

tap tap tap

- Hiya, Fred. - Huh?

Oh! Oh, it's you, Barney.

- What are you doin'? - Shh.

Not so loud.

Come in, but be quiet.

Oh, boy, for a minute I thought it was Wilma.

I'm filling out the entry blank

so Pebbles can get in that beauty contest.

But, Fred, I thought Wilma was dead set against it.

Barney, don't you know by now

that I'm the boss in this house.

But, boss, what's gonna happen when Wilma finds out?

Let me worry about that.

Right now, I gotta finish this entry blank.

"Color of entrant's hair."

Brown.

"Color of entrant's eyes."

Heh heh heh.

Same as mine.

Bloodshot.

[Barney chuckling]

Barney, you've heard of people with chiseled features.

bang

How would you like to have a chiseled head?

Subtle, but I get it.

Good, now where was I?

Eh, "Measurements of entrant."

What would you say, Barney?

Well, uh, just as a guess.

I'd say about, uh..

...fourteen..

...twelve...fourteen.

Yeah, yeah.

That's about right.

Fourteen..

...twelve..

fourteen.

Well, look at that next line, Fred.

[Barney laughing]

"All entrants must appear in bathing suit

and evening gowns."

Evening gown?

Whoever heard of an evening gown for a baby?

Hey, how about this lampshade, Fred?

It's just about the right size.

[chuckling]

(Fred) 'Oh, Barney, that's wonderful.'

'Oh, what a doll.'

[babbling]

Well, that takes care of the evening gown.

Now we gotta get her a bathing suit.

Hey, how about this doily?

Here, Barn, try this on for size.

Oh, Fred.

I don't look good in a bikini.

[chuckles]

On Pebbles, fat head.

[Pebbles giggling]

[knocking on door]

(Wilma) 'Fred, are you in there?'

'Fred?'

Uh, yeah, yeah, Wilma.

Barney and me, we-we have things to discuss.

W-w-we'll be out in a little bit.

Can you hear anything, Betty?

Mmm, I can hear them whispering

but I can't make out what they're saying.

They're up to something, alright.

In fact, Fred's been acting mysteriously all week.

Pretty neat, huh?

Uh, but I've been thinking, Fred.

What if she has to go in the water?

This bikini might shrink.

I'm way ahead of you, Barney boy.

We'll test the bikini

and give her a bath at the same time.

Good thinking, Fred.

[Pebbles babbling]

Yeah, ha-ha.

Yes, honey.

I got your bubble bath, see?

Pebbles get all clean for tonight.

Hey, Henry. Make lots of bubbles.

[Pebbles laughing]

[gurgling]

Hey, that looks like fun.

I think I'll get on my bikini and take one, too.

[Pebbles giggling]

pop pop

splash

(Fred) 'Okay, Pebbles.'

'That's enough.'

Come to think of it, Wilma

Barney's been acting strange, too.

He says they're going out tonight.

You don't suppose they..

They..

- Found another woman? - Found another woman?

Oh, Wilma. Let's not lose our heads.

After all, Fred is fat and homely and sloppy.

Yeah, and Barney is short

and dumpy and not too bright.

- They have found another woman. - They have found another woman.

Uncle Barney will get Pebbles nice and dry.

Now I gotta figure a way

to get out of the house with the baby.

Without Wilma knowin', of course.

Hey, maybe you can sneak her out

in your bowling bag.

Say, that might work.

Sure, you tell Wilma we're going bowling, see?

And then you put Pebbles in the bowling bag.

Yeah, yeah, go on.

And, uh, you put the bowling ball

in Pebbles' crib, and then we..

Ah, be quiet, Barney.

Why do I have to sneak her out?

'She's half mine.'

Yeah, I know, Fred, but..

I'm through pussyfootin' around.

I'm goin' in there, and I'm gonna tell Wilma

I'm goin' out and I'm taking the baby.

That's tellin' her, Fred.

Oh, she'll give me an argument alright.

She'll say, "Oh, no, you're not."

And I'll say, "Oh, yes, I am."

And she'll say, "Oh, no, you're not."

And I'll say, "Oh, yes, I am."

- And she'll say, "Oh, no--" - Hold it, hold it, Fred.

Why don't you quit now while you're ahead.

[chuckles]

I know Fred is going out tonight.

But he won't tell me where.

And Barney's going with him.

I've got an idea.

You and I are gonna be busy this evening, too.

So if Fred wants to go out tonight

he's going to have to take Pebbles with him.

[giggling]

I get it, Wilma.

You can't get into trouble

with a baby in your arms.

(Wilma) 'Exactly.'

I don't know what he's up to

but he's not going out of this house without the baby.

(Fred) 'Come on, Barney.'

See you later, Betty.

Bye, Barney.

Yeah, Wilma. I'm goin' out, too.

Okay, Fred, but you're taking the baby.

Huh?

Oh, no, I'm not.

- Oh, yes, you are. - Oh, no, I'm not.

Oh, yes, you are.

Oh, no, I'm not.

- Oh, yes, you are. - Oh, no--

You win, you win, Wilma. We are.

Little do you know it, Pebbles, but tonight, you're gonna be

daddy's little beauty contest winner.

[Pebbles babbling]

You know, Barn

if I live to be a hundred

I'll never understand women.

No matter what you expect them to do

they always do the opposite.

Yeah, I guess that's why they call 'em the opposite sex.

heh, heh, heh.

Oh, look, Fred, here we are.

Yeah.

[car horns]

(Barney) Boy, what a mob.

(Fred) Yeah, we'll have to use the stage entrance.

Wowie, wow, wow, wow.

Ah, they must be the mothers of the kids.

If they're the mothers, I wonder what the kids look like.

You said it before.

Wowie, wow, wow, wow.

Uh, just a minute.

What can I do for you gentlemen?

And the little lady?

Coochie-coochie-coochie-coo.

[Pebbles laughing]

Would you kindly direct us

to Miss Pebbles Flintstones' dressing room?

Oh, let's see, Pebbles Flintstone.

Room 13, but she isn't here yet.

Coochie-coochie-coochie-coo.

Oh, yes, she is.

You were just tickling her.

What?

A baby!

Oh, boy.

What's Mr. Goldbrick gonna say about this?

A baby in the contest.

Mr. Flintstone, are you out of your mind?

But Mr. Goldbrick..

No, no, no!

No baby is entering any contest of mine.

But Mr. Goldbrick..

Hey, hey. Just a minute.

I got an entry blank here.

Show me where it says anything

about the contestant's age.

(male on PA) 'Mr. Goldbrick'

'the contest is starting.'

(Mr. Goldbrick) 'Okay, I'm coming. I'm coming.

Yeah, show us where it says anything

about the contestant's age.

(Mr. Goldbrick) 'Are you sure there isn't'

'something about it?'

I even read the fine print.

[chuckles]

[applause]

Mwah, mwah, mwah..

She's not goin' to be in my show.

Now, look, I'll tell you what I'll do.

Bring her back in 20 years, and I'll put her in.

Mr. Goldbrick, Mr. Goldbrick. What an idea!

Puttin' a baby in the contest.

I didn't put--

Now, wait a minute.

How about my ba-ba-ba..

B-b-baby?

I-in the contest.

- Pebbles! - Pebbles!

Didn't I tell you she was great, Mr. Goldbrick?

You're a genius for thinking of this, Mr. Goldbrick.

Yes, aren't I?

Quickly, I want pictures taken

of me and the baby, for my image.

Goldbrick does it again!

Would you like some coffee while we watch television, Betty?

The coffee sounds wonderful, Wilma.

But, well, what do you say we don't watch TV tonight?

I mean, can't we spend a quiet evening just talking?

That's a wonderful idea.

I read somewhere that people today

are losing the art of conversation.

Okay, what do we talk about?

Oh, lots of things.

Uh, let's see.

Have you been to any good sales lately?

Nope.

Seen any good place lately?

Nope.

Read any good books?

Nope.

- Wilma. - Yeah?

I'll race you to the TV set.

[giggling]

From the stage of Bedrock Theater

we've just brought you the first half

of our International Beauty Contest.

'We've seen a young lady'

'reach her first plateau'

'on her way to fame and stardom.'

'Miss Pebbles Flintstone.'

- Pebbles Flintstone! - Pebbles Flintstone!

In a beauty contest?

So that's what they're up to.

Come on, Betty.

Let's get down to that beauty contest.

I'm with you.

[Dino barking]

And now, while the girls

are changing into their bathing suits

here's a word from our sponsor.

Oh, that Fred!

Going behind my back this way.

I'll bet Barney's in on it, too.

Just wait till I get my hands on that Fred.

[Dino growling]

You're right, Dino.

[growls]

As you know, ladies and gentlemen

in this contest, talent goes hand in hand with beauty.

And leading off, anxious to show

that she's not just another pretty face

is the lovely Miss Zelda Pilbrick.

I got Pebbles all ready, Barney.

Shh.

Miss Zelda Pilbrick is on.

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah. What's she doin'?

She is entertaining the folks with her talent.

Ridin' a unicycle and knittin' a sweater.

[chuckling]

squeak squeak squeak

Boy, she's really loaded with talent.

- Uh, Fred? - Yeah, rawr.

Speakin' of talent

what do you got planned for our Pebbles.

- What're you talkin' about? - Talent.

Every contestant will be judged

for her talent as well as her beauty.

Oh, boy, what am I gonna do, Barney?

Pebbles is just beautiful.

She hasn't any talent.

Betty, can't you go any faster?

I'll try.

- Oh, dear. - What is it?

We're getting a flat.

And I know there's no spare tire.

Oh, my gosh. Dino, quick.

Do something.

What can he do, Wilma?

I don't know, but..

Good boy, Dino.

Faster, faster.

Barney, think of something.

What'll I do?

Gee, I don't know, Fred.

It's hard to top that last act.

[Dino barking]

Find Fred, Dino.

[barking]

(Betty) And Barney, too.

And now, last but not least

that little lady who has captured your hearts.

Miss Pebbles Flintstone.

Can't you think of anything for her to do?

I'm lost, Fred.

[Dino barking]

Dino, how did you--

thump

[barking]

Barney Rubble.

Fred Flintstone.

- Where is my baby? - Oh, gosh, Wilma.

Dino knocked me down.

You're lucky he got to you first.

Now, where is Pebbles?

[screeching]

whoosh

Mwah, mwah, mwah.

Fred, I'm ashamed of you.

You know how I feel about this sort of thing? I..

Hey, they're gonna announce the winner now.

(Mr. Goldbrick) 'And here she is.'

'The winner of The International Beauty Contest.'

Miss...Miss Zelda Pilbrick.

She didn't win.

Oh, cheer up, Fred.

Like Goldbrick said

in 20 years, you can enter Pebbles again.

Ladies and Gentlemen.

Tonight, we have two winners.

Allow me to present Miss Beauty of the Future

the one and only Miss Pebbles Flintstone.

[applause]

There, she's finally asleep.

Yeah, sleeping like a baby.

'You see, Wilma, you were worryin' all for nothin'.'

Winnin' the beauty contest

hasn't had any effect on her at all.

Yes, I guess you're right, Fred.

Sure, I'm right.

By tomorrow, she'll have forgotten all about it.

[Pebbles babbling]

[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 ?

? Some day 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!

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