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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 ??

Fred, what are you doing?

(Fred) 'Pebbles and I are busy watching TV.'

Well, it's time for Pebbles to retire.

Okay, Wilma, I'll put her to bed as soon as the news is over.

You heard mommy, honey. It's off to bed for you.

[gibberish]

Oh, yeah? Well, the same to you, Pebbly-poo.

[laughing]

[Pebbles laughing]

And on the local news front

there've been more reports of unidentified flying objects

sometimes called flying saucers

'seen over the city of Bedrock.'

[laughing]

The only flying saucers I see are the one Wilma throws

when I get home late from bowling!

(man on TV) 'Air Force sources claim so-called flying saucers'

are unusual cloud formations or other natural phenomena.

Yeah, like a good imagination.

[chuckles]

And now, for the Dow Stones rock market averages.

That's it, Pebbles.

It's time to visit the sandman in Beddy Bye land.

As a matter of fact, I think I'll hit the sack myself.

Say goodnight to mama, Pebbles.

[gibberish]

Goodnight, sweetie.

Mwah!

[giggling]

- Oh, Fred! - Yes, my little Wilma poo?

Will you please empty the trash can on your way back?

I can't get another thing in the pail.

She said a mouthful that time. My mouthful.

(Fred) 'Okay, Wilma.'

Here we are, Pebbles honey.

[Dino barking]

screech

[whimpering]

Alright, Dino. Don't get hysterical.

'You can kiss Pebbles goodnight, too.'

mwah

[giggling]

[sighs]

[whimpering]

(Fred) 'Another one?'

mwah

[giggling]

[Fred laughing]

You sure love Pebbles, don't you, Dino?

[barking]

You see that, Pebbles?

You got a real pal in Dino.

A regular guardian angel.

Ah, how about that? She's fast sleep already.

'Goodnight, sweetheart.'

You know, without kids, bein' a father means nothing.

? Yabba-dabba-doo it means I love you ?

Goodnight, Wilma.

? Yabba-dabba-doo, you love me too ?

Hey, Perry Bromo, haven't you forgotten something?

Don't tell me tonight's my bowling night.

I wanna hit the sack early.

No, it is not your bowling night.

But tomorrow is trash day.

No kidding! Boy, they have a holiday for everything.

Never mind the jokes, funny man.

Just take out the trash.

(Fred) 'Okay, okay. Ha ha ha.'

Did you hear about the flying saucers, Wilma?

Flying saucers? What is this, another joke?

(Fred) 'No, really. I heard it on TV.'

Some guy says he saw them flying over Bedrock.

- Isn't that a riot? - How silly!

I suppose they're full of little green men.

And they want to take over the whole world.

[laughing]

[spaceship droning]

? Yabba-dabba-doo means I love you ?

? Yabba-dabba-doo you love me too ?

? Yabba-dabba-doo.. ?

? I love you ?

? Yabba dabba dabba dabba doo ??

[laughing]

Hey, I'm in good voice tonight.

[sizzles]

beep beep beep

'Attention!'

'This is your leader speaking.'

'You have been duplicated'

'in the image of an Earth man'

'for the purpose of taking over the Earth.'

'You are also equipped with the complete mastery'

'of the language.'

(all together) Yabba-dabba-doo.

'Excellent!'

'Now, these are your instructions.'

'As Earth men, you will mingle with the natives'

'gathering all necessary pre-invasion data.'

'Is that clear?'

(all) Yabba-dabba-doo!

'Good!'

'In case of an emergency'

'you will rendezvous on my command.'

'And return immediately to this ship.'

Yabba-dabba-doo.

'Now, let us move forward.'

[intense music]

Here's your supper, Dino.

[barking]

Goodnight, pal. See you in the morning.

[slurping]

'Yabba-dabba-doo.'

Yabba-dabba-doo.

sniff sniff sniff

'Attention, this is your leader speaking.'

'You have reached your dispersal point.'

'Proceed with your mission.'

Yabba-dabba-doo.

[intense music]

Out you go, kitty, and try picking cat fights

in somebody else's yard tonight.

Oh, there you are, Fred.

Will you put this laundry in the back porch, dear?

I wanna hang it on the line, first thing in the morning.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

doink

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Very funny, Fred.

Oh, you're a real joker. Okay.

I can be very funny, too, you know.

Well, that's taken care of. The cat's out.

Dino's been fed and I am baked.

Right after I have a bite to eat, I'm gonna hit the sack.

Hi, Fred.

Wilma, what're you doing with that vase?

Yabba-dabba-doo!

slosh

How's that for a real belly laugh?

Boy, she's gettin' harder to understand every day.

Say goodnight to daddy, Bamm-Bamm.

[babbling]

And a goodnight to you, too.

[laughing]

Coochie-coochie-coo.

[gibberish]

Uh-oh!

Bamm, bamm! Bamm, bamm, bamm!

Oh, Barney.

[laughing]

When will you learn not to stick out your finger?

You know Bamm-Bamm doesn't know his own strength.

Who knows? I might be the father of the next heavyweight champ.

[laughing]

[snoring]

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Huh?

Barney, wake up. I think I hear a burglar.

Yeah. Well, when you're sure, call the cops.

[snoring]

(Betty) Wake up, Barney! Wake up!

'There's a prowler in the kitchen.'

A-a-a pr-pr-prowler?

Yes. Quick, do something.

I am! I am! I'm hiding.

Barney Rubble.

Don't tell me you're afraid of a little old burglar?

No, it's them big tough ones I worry about.

Well, here goes.

Hiya, Fred. Uh, you seen a prowler around here?

Yabba-dabba-doo.

(Barney) 'Hey, Fred.'

screech

Hey, what goes on here?

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Oh, I don't mind you raidin' our icebox

but at least you could knock before you come in.

bam

Alright, wise guy.

I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Some nerve!

He left without even saying goodnight.

Barney, what happened? Did you find the prowler?

Yeah, it was Fred. He came over to raid our ice box.

(Betty) 'Fred? Are you sure?'

Oh, it was him alright. He even hit me with this sandwich.

Well, of all the nerve!

I'm gonna tell Wilma about this.

Operator, get me the Flintstone residence.

Boy, I can't sleep a wink.

This diet Wilma put me on is for the birds.

Come to think of it, even a bird would starve.

I'll grab me a sandwich while Wilma's sleeping.

She'll never know the difference.

[telephone ringing]

Hello? Oh, oh, it's you Betty.

What's wrong? He, what?

He made a shambles of our kitchen

and attacked Barney with a sandwich.

Oh, dear. He must be sleepwalking again.

He does it every time he's on a diet.

I'm sorry, Betty, let me handle this.

The nerve of that man!

He promised not to break his diet.

Oh boy, this sandwich will put me to sleep.

(Wilma) 'Fred Flintstone.'

A-ah, Wilma! I-I thought you were asleep.

Some nerve, sneaking out in the middle on the night

to pull a trick like that.

Well, gee, honey, I was so hungry I-I couldn't sleep.

And besides, it wa-was only a small sandwich.

(Wilma) 'Don't make excuses. Betty told me everything.'

How do you like that?

My neighbor's wife is a stool pigeon.

Now, get back to bed before you cause any more trouble.

(Fred) 'Yes, dear.'

I wonder how Betty knew I sneaked a sandwich.

[crowing]

Alright, I'm up! I'm up!

Now shut up, will you?

I was only doing my job.

Oh Fred, your breakfast is ready.

I'm coming! I'm coming! Let me brush my teeth first.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

What a night! I'd hardly slept a wink.

Duh, I sure look awful when I get up.

How can such a handsome guy look so ugly in the morning?

Must be the diet. I look gaunt.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

I hope Fred isn't mad at me for ordering him

out of the house last night.

I gotta give him a ride to work this morning.

Oh, I'm sure he's forgotten all about it.

Yeah, I hope so. Bye.

(Betty) 'Bye, dear. Have a nice day.'

Good morning, Fred.

Um, no hard feelings about last night, huh?

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Yeah, I knew you'd understand.

After all, what's a little midnight snack

between neighbors, huh?

[laughing]

Say goodbye to daddy, Bamm-Bamm.

Bamm, bamm! Bamm, bamm, bamm!

Uh, goodbye.

[laughing]

vroom

So long, Wilma. I gotta hurry.

Barney's gonna drive me to work this morning.

screech

Oh, no! Don't tell me he left already.

What a nerve!

But I thought I saw you in the car, Fred.

You and Barney just left.

Well, if we did, you're talking

to a pigment of your imagination.

Some pal.

Now I'll have to drive to work myself.

I don't get it!

There's been a lot of peculiar things

going on all of a sudden.

Gee, Fred, ain't you got anything to say?

All you do is sit there with that blank look on your face.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Uh, no kiddin', Fred.

Lately you've been acting like

you're from outer space or something.

Well, so long, pal. Pick you up tonight.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Uh-oh, it's that Flintstone character.

I better warn the boss.

Fred Flintstone just walked into the office, Mr. Slate.

squawk

Fred Flintstone just walked into the office, Mr. Slate.

Well, get rid of him. I'm busy practicing my golf game.

The future of our firm is at stake.

Rockwell only gives contracts to clients who are good golfers.

And we're playing today.

squawk

Well, get rid of him--

'Yeah, yeah, I heard him.'

Relax!

Sorry, Mr. Flintstone, Mr. Slate is in a conference.

'Yabba-dabba-doo.'

thud

Well, I'll say one thing for Flintstone.

He's got plenty of nerve.

No more job, but plenty of nerve.

Flintstone, what's the idea of busting in here like that?

If I don't beat Rockwell at golf this afternoon

I'll lose a big contract.

Now, get out of my office, so I can practice my putting.

Flintstone, what are you doing?

[Slate screaming]

thud

You realize, of course, this action automatically, ooh

terminates, ooh, your employment.

'Yabba-dabba-doo.'

screech

I better let Mr. Slate know I missed my ride.

That's why I'm two minutes late.

No one walks over me and gets away with it.

If I see him again, I'll pulverize him.

I hope he's in a good mood.

'Good morning, Mr. Slate.'

I want to explain why I'm late.

You see, I was supposed to get a ride with--

bam

Flintstone, get out of my office.

'Get off my property!'

And don't ever come back!

slam

Gee, I wonder if I'm fired.

I'll be frank with you, Slate.

Playing with you is awfully boring.

You've been in that sand trap for one hour.

It just takes me a little time to warm up, JR. That's all.

By the time you warm up, the ice age will be over.

Come on, let's skip this hole.

I say, you can always tell a mans' business

by his golf score.

Now, that's only fair. Right, Slate?

Oh, yes, sir. The fairest.

A man who can't handle a golf club can't handle a business.

- Right, Slate? - Oh, yes, sir.

The rightest, JR.

I'll see you on the green, Slate.

Try to make it before sundown.

Oh, brother, the things I have to put up with

to get a contract from that old duffer.

If only I could hit the ball straight

just once to impress him.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Flintstone, I thought I fired you.

And now, now, Flintstone, let's not be hasty.

You wouldn't strike a man who wears glasses.

Wow! What a drive!

You surprise me, Flintstone.

(Slate) 'Fore!'

Great Scott! A hole in one.

Did you hi that ball, Slate?

No, JR. That was my employee, Fred Flintstone.

Go along with the bit, Flintstone.

Uh, would you mind if he joined us?

bam

Yeow!

(J.R) 'Beautiful shot, Flintstone.'

At least 400 yards.

You know, we may be able to do business after all, Slate.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

What'll I tell Wilma?

I don't even know why I was fired.

Maybe if I crawl to Mr. Slate on my hands and knees

he'll give me my job back.

I'll try and catch him at the golf course.

screech

I hope he's still here.

Flintstone, you were marvelous.

Best game I've had in years.

I'll send that contract over in the morning, Slate.

Oh, thank you, JR.

Let's play again soon, Flintstone.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Peculiar fellow, that Flintstone.

Doesn't say much.

But his golf game is out of this world.

There's Mr. Slate now.

I'll get down on my hand and knees.

I did it! A great big fat contract.

I'll be a millionaire!

Excuse me, Mr. Slate, I--

Flintstone, my best friend!

- Mwah! - Hmm?

You were great. Absolutely marvelous.

Stop in my office in the morning and we'll talk about a raise.

Nothing extravagant, of course. He-he-he.

See you tomorrow. He-he-he.

There's something strange going on lately.

Betty knows I'm eating a sandwich and snitches to Wilma.

The boss fires me for being two minutes late then hires me back.

I don't know. Maybe I'm cracking up.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Oh, hiya, Fred.

Hiya, Fred!? I'm Fred.

Hey, you! Just a rock pickin' minute.

Alright buster, what's the idea of impersonating me?

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Another me? Come back here.

screech

Now, where did that guy go?

And who is he?

[laughing]

Oh, I get it!

This is some kind of a joke

the boys from the lodge are pulling.

I'm sorry about last night, Betty.

Ever since Fred's been on a diet he's been acting peculiar.

Speaking about acting peculiar, look who's coming up the street.

It's Fred!

[whistling]

Well, of all the nerve.

Hey, Wilma, did you see me go by here?

Yes, I did. And I also saw you flirting with a girl.

- How dare you? - I can explain everything.

- Now, which way did I go? - That way.

Thanks.

Alright, you phony Flintstone. I know who you are.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

(Fred) 'Hold it, and don't give me that yabba-dabba-doo stuff.'

bang

Yabba-dabba-doo.

Another me? Oh, boy, those guys will pull anything for a gag.

Come on, fellas. I'm wise to ya.

(alien) 'Attention, pre-invasion force.'

'This is your leader. Come in, please.'

You guys can't fool me.

I know who you are and what you're up to.

'Something has gone wrong.'

'The Earthlings have discovered us.'

'We'll have to make a run for it.'

'All units regroup immediately'

'and return to ship.'

'That is all.'

bam

Yabba-dabba-doo.

(all) Yabba-dabba-doo.

Very funny. Very funny, but the joke's over.

If you guys wanna play rough, I can play rough, too.

Alright, Rockhead, Shale, and the rest of you guys.

I know you're under them stupid masks.

'I'm gonna bring you all in. Ha ha!'

Oh, come on, you guys. Hold it!

Yeow!

thud

That does it. I can take a joke.

But you guys are carrying this thing too far.

It's no use hiding, I got you cornered.

'Hey. Where are we?'

'What kind of a place is this?'

'Attention, robots.'

'Our plan has been uncovered.'

'Our ranks have been infiltrated by an Earthling.'

'We're in danger and must return to our own planet.'

'Will the real Fred Flintstone'

'please identify himself?'

Alright, spaceman. I'll go along with the gag.

[laughing]

I'm the real Fred Flintstone.

Which one of you is Barney?

'Hey, wait a minute. Let go!'

thud

Holy mackerel! That's a real flyin' saucer.

Those guys were gonna invade the Earth.

And I stopped them.

Wow! I'm a hero!

Wait till Wilma hears about this.

Fred, we demand to know what's going on.

You've been acting very strange.

Raiding our icebox.

Hitting me on the head with a sandwich.

(Wilma) 'And flirting with girls.'

[laughing]

Take it easy, everybody. I can explain everything.

You see, there was this flying saucer from another planet

with ten guys in it who looked like me.

One of 'em hit Barney on the head with a sandwich.

Another lost me my job.

'They got me in all kinds of trouble.'

- Flying saucer? - Ten Flintstones?

From another planet?

Yeah, but I chased them back into the saucer

and got rid of them.

[Barney laughing]

(Barney) 'Oh boy, what a story.'

I think I understand, Fred.

You've been on that diet too long.

You've having hallucinations.

[all laughing]

Hey, wait a minute! Aren't you gonna call the papers?

I'm a hero!

Come inside, hero.

I'm gonna fix you a big dinner.

'You can forget the diet.'

Oh, boy, what gratitude!

That's the last time I saved the world for them.

Forget the diet?

Hey, Wilma, wait for me!

What are we having for dinner, honey?

Wait for me, Wilma!

[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 the 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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