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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 ?

It'll be nice to have our own dilapidated home again, Weirdly.

I hope there are some bats in the house, Creepella.

I'll start a garden.

Grow our own toadstool, Weirdly darling.

arr arr

thud

[whimpering]

[tires screeching]

There's our new residence, dear.

(Weirdly) 'Tombstone Manor.'

(Creepella) 'Ooh, isn't it a lovely mess.'

A little unfixing here and there and it will be a total wreck.

Abominable lawn, I love it.

Waist high crab grass.

With real crabs.

Delightfully wretched place.

(Creepella) 'Oh, look, Weirdly..'

...that must be our new neighbor, Mr. Soapstone.

Oh, Creepella, you always get peoples names wrong.

(Weirdly) 'His name's not Soapstone. It's Flintstone.'

'Come on, dear. Let's look inside our house.'

[snoring]

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Huh! Ha! Get off of me!

(Fred) 'A giant black widow spider.'

But don't worry, kid. I'll save you.

Step aside, boy, I'll get him.

thud

Come on, Sneider.

Oh, no! It's the kid's pet.

What could his parents be thinkin' of?

Now he's headin' for that spooky ol' place next door.

All the other kids leave Tombstone Manor strictly alone!

Now he's gettin' into that black station wagon.

(Fred) 'Aye, that's no station wagon.'

That's a h-h-hearse.

We'll have the storage company move our things in, Weirdly.

Right away, Creepella dear.

We have a good start with Tombstone Manor, darling.

We'll become solid members of the community.

Join the clubs, the PTA's.

Sounds delightful, Creepy dear.

I was not dreamin', Barney.

The kid had a spider as big as your head.

Face it, Fred. You had a nightmare durin' the day.

I tell you, it happened.

Say, what's that you're plantin'?

Ooh, it's a fast growin' watermelon seed.

And just what is a fast growing watermelon?

[earth rumbling]

That's a fast growin' watermelon, Fred.

This just isn't my day.

[speaking gibberish]

Look at Bamm-Bamm.

Ah, isn't that cute?

He's puttin' daddy's car in a garage. He-he-he.

Oh, it's sure handy havin'

the strongest kid in the world for a son.

Yeah, he's some kid.

[speaking gibberish]

Okay, little Pebbly poo, daddy's coming.

Hold on tight, Pebbles. Up, she goes!

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

- 'Oh, Fred, where are you?' - I'm here, Wilma.

Oh, Fred, wait till you hear the good news.

We're going to have new neighbors next door

in Tombstone Manor.

I was talking to Rock Dome, the real estate man..

...and he said a family is moving in today.

(Fred) 'Hey, that's great.'

Whoever moves in will have to fix the place up.

- Hey, we heard the good news. - New neighbors!

Isn't it wonderful?

They'll spruce up Tombstone Manor.

Whoa, look. Here comes the movin' van now.

Must be the new neighbors furniture.

I guess it's not polite

to stand out here and watch, Wilma.

Right. Let's go in the house and watch.

Right.

Hey, Fred. What's that thing over the moving van?

[thunder rumbles]

(Fred) 'Ah, just a little storm cloud, Barney.'

Hey, Fred, look..

'...the storm cloud's movin' over the house now.'

Must be one of those local showers.

Over one house?

How local can a storm get?

Nature has many strange secrets, Barney.

Yeaow!

And, and lightning is one of them.

Oww!

Isn't that an odd looking chair, Betty?

Sure is, Wilma.

'I don't get a charge out of that period stuff.'

I bet you would if you've sat in it.

Wow. Look at the size of that cheese slicer.

(Wilma) 'Everything is big.'

'How about that crazy silverware?'

- And look at that. - What is it?

(Wilma) 'I don't know. But I hope they keep it chained up.'

(Betty) 'Wilma, look at the size of that bird cage.'

(Wilma) 'There's no bird that big.'

[bird cawing]

'Of course I could be wrong.'

A smart cat would leave that bird alone.

Betty, I have an idea.

I'll invite our new neighbors over for some cactus tea.

Wonderful, Wilma. And I'll bring some peanut butter sandwiches.

I'll fix 'em right away.

Hey, uh, what period is that furniture, Fred?

That is early torture chamber period.

Hey, uh, Fred, uh, what kind of car is that?

(Fred) 'This is the kind that takes you there.'

'But doesn't bring you back.'

Hey, I-I didn't get a good look at that new neighbors.

Did you, Fred?

No, I didn't. But somehow I get the feeling

that we didn't miss a thing.

Come on, Barney. Let's check the girls reaction.

(Barney) 'O-okay, Fred.'

(Fred) 'Hey, look, Barney'. The girls have fixed a snack for us.

Yabba dabba doo!

Yabba dabba don't. They are not for you, Fred.

- Well, for whom then? - For our new neighbors.

- To welcome them. - Welcome them?

How 'bout a nice hardy handshake and save the food.

You can have a peanut butter sandwich

'when the new neighbors arrive, Fred.'

[knocking on door]

Hey, Fred. Someone at the door.

Okay, okay. I'm coming.

(Fred) 'Yes?'

Hello, Mr. Flintstone. I'm Gruesome.

Yeah, you are sort of.

But knowin' it is half the battle.

You can call me Weirdly.

(Fred) 'I was just about to do that.'

I'm your new neighbor and I came over to borrow

a cup of red ants.

Red ant.. Ha-ha-ha!

hey, that's a funny gag.

My ant eater didn't have lunch.

[laughing] Oh, no. Stop! His ant eater!

Oh, Fred, who is your friend?

Hey, this is our new neighbor, Mr. Weirdly Gruesome.

What a sense of humor. He's a lotta laughs.

Oh, nice to meet you, Mr. Gruesome.

Hi, Weird.

Uh, Mr. Gruesome, will you bring your wife over

to have some tea and sandwiches.

Thank you. I will.

But I really would've liked to have had some red ants

[laughing] There he goes again.

Isn't he a scream? What a sense of humor.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Red ants?

- I don't get it. - I don't want it.

Ah, bring the little lady right back with you, Weirdly.

I will, Mr. Flintstone.

We always manage to get odd neighbors.

Hmm...what a cute tender animal.

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Would you like sliced carrots for dinner, Weirdly darling?

Oh, yes, Creepella dear.

(Weirdly) 'Especially the way you fix them.'

I think we'll get along with our new neighbors, the Flintstones.

- They're revoltingly friendly. - I hope so.

In the past, we've had only nosy, busybody neighbors

always asking questions.

Where's my pet cat? Have you seen my poodle dog?

- Where's my parrot? - There, there, Creep baby.

Don't get excited.

Let me hold your scrawny hand, my dear.

Why is everyone else in the world so odd, Weirdly?

They simply can't help it, Creepella.

Now dear, let's slither over to the Flintstones.

I'll be that Mrs. Gruesome is very attractive.

That's right. Usually when the husband is..

...well, you know, the wife is very pretty.

Right, Fred?

And vice-versey.

[knock on door]

Here they come.

(Weirdly) 'Mrs. Flintstone..'

...this is my nauseatingly lovely wife, Creepella.

Oh! Ah, uh, hello, Mrs. Gruesome.

You may call me Creepy, cookie.

Creepy?

That's one of those vice-verseys.

Oh, yes. I have a perfectly wretchedly darling little boy.

slurp slurp slurp

He'll be over in a few minutes.

He's so adorable. You'll love him.

Creepella, that's one of my good cups.

Good? Don't be so modest, darling.

It's delicious.

Oh, yes. Our boy Gobby's quite a little lad.

Gob? Is he a sailor?

Oh, no.

'Gob is short for Goblin.'

It figures, it figures.

Does little Goblin have a pet spider

that looks like a derby hat with legs?

He did have. But little Gob..

...shall we say, wore him out.

Yeah, let's say that. Spiders can't take it.

Goblin is the kind of boy you don't take to

when you first meet him.

I'll buy that.

But when you get to really know him, you can't stand him.

Ah heh heh heh

(Weirdly) 'Here's Gobby now.'

thud

Gobby has a new pet. A grasshopper. Isn't that cute?

Hold it.

Ho-o-o-old it!

Out with the grasshopper!

[sobbing]

What a mean man picking on a little boy.

'Fred, these people are our new neighbors.'

They're guests in our house.

Now you apologize to the Gruesomes.

Oh!

Alright. I'm sorry I acted that way.

(Fred) 'I apologize Gruesomes.'

That's alright, Mr. Flintstone.

Good. Now, let's all dig into the sandwiches.

At least I'll have one sandwich.

Hey!

Wilma!

Fred, for heaven's sake, keep quiet.

What will the Gruesomes think of us?

What will they think of us?

Ask me what I think of them.

(Wilma) 'Fred, please don't hurt their feelings.'

- Well, okay. - Thanks, Fred.

They're our neighbors and I'd like to be friends with them.

Okay, sweetie. I'll be real neighborly.

'You're sweet, Fred.'

Ah.

[chuckles] Oh, shucks.

? For they're such jolly good Gruesomes ?

? For they're such jolly good Gruesomes ?

? For they're such jolly good Gruesomes ?

? Nobody can deny ?

Oh, thank you.

It's been nauseatingly gracious of all of you.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye, folks.

See you later, neighbors.

What's with the "see you later" stuff?

I don't want to see them later.

I'm Gruesomed up to here!

I've offered to mind Goblin for them.

The Gruesomes have to go out for a while.

[telephone rings] I'll get it.

If it's the Gruesomes, we're not home.

(Wilma) 'Hello? Oh, this is Mrs. Flintstone.'

'Oh, yes, Andre.'

Andre? Oh, yeah. Wilma's hairdresser.

Are you sure, Andre?

I thought my appointment was for tomorrow.

Alright, Andre, I'll be in today.

Oh, uh, Fred, dear..

Yes, Wilma?

Fred, I have to keep a hairdressing appointment

so I can't mind little Goblin for the Gruesomes.

You're lucky.

But I can't disappoint the Gruesomes.

(Wilma) 'They're counting on me to mind Gobby.'

Hey, Wilma, Fred and I could mind little Goblin.

Oh, yeah?

(Fred) 'Well, who's going to mind little Pebbles'

'and little Bamm-Bamm, our own kids?'

(Wilma) 'No problem. Betty's coming with me.'

We'll take Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm with us.

Thanks, boys. See you later.

"Fred and I can mind little Goblin."

Big mouth. You walked us right into that one.

So what, Fred?

We be good neighbors to them

they'll be good neighbors to us.

(Barney) 'There's no greater credo, Fred, than love thy neighbor.'

Oh, shut up!

Okay. We'll mind little Gobby for them.

Gee, way down deep, you're a good guy, Fred.

It's revoltingly nice of you

to mind little Goblin for us.

We won't be long.

- Well, there they go. - Yeah.

[thunders]

(Fred) 'And I'm glad the storm cloud's going with 'em.'

Now, play nice with your Gila monster, Gobby.

We're going to take a look around.

Hey, nice house for a Halloween party, Fred.

Yeah. It's already got one Goblin.

[chuckles] Very funny, Fred.

Hey, get a load of those hatchets over there.

(Fred) 'Yeah, looks like a boy scout knife that wouldn't quit.'

[squeaking]

(Barney) 'Hey, what's that, Fred?'

That's a bat, and I don't mean baseball.

(Barney) 'Well, come on, Fred. Let's check on little Gobby.'

[grunts]

Hey, Gobby's gone, Fred.

Yeah. I might know where he is.

You see anything, Fred?

A turtle, two toads, but no Goblin.

Hey, there he goes, Fred.

Come back here, Gob.

[screech]

You see him, Fred?

Yeah. I see him, alright.

thud

- What happened, Fred? - He used a new blade on me.

- Hey, come back here. - Hey, that's a fast kid.

He's disappeared already.

Maybe he went in that door.

Yeah, yeah, maybe.

Well, go and look.

Okay. Don't rush me, Fred.

Just stairs down to the cellar, Fred.

Well, get down and see if he's there.

Well, I'm not the curious type, Fred.

Go on! We'll both go down.

(Barney) 'Stop pushing, Fred.'

'I think I see his eyes shining, Fred.'

(Fred) 'Yeah. I'll grab him.'

[crash]

[screaming]

It's a herd of crockadools, crickadiles..

Alligators! Alligators!

That's it! That's it. I'll hold the door, Barney.

- Get a mallet. - Yeah, right, Fred.

Hurry up!

Oh, boy, what a place this is.

Here's a sandbox, Fred.

Yeah. Maybe he's hiding in here.

Hey, I'm sinking!

I-It's a quicksand box!

I know! I know! Pull hard. Pull hard!

Not that hard.

Here, Goblin. Here, Gobby.

Where can that kid be?

Hey, let's go home, Fred.

We'll have to find Gob first.

Then we'll get outta here.

- Oh, Fred. Fred. - What is it?

That-that flower grabbed me.

That's ridiculous. Flowers don't grab people.

[muffled] Help! Help!

(Fred) 'Do something, Barney!'

Don't worry, Fred. I'll save you.

thud thud thud

[growls]

Must be a tiger lily.

Oh, Goblin.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Let's stay close together, Barney.

Right, Fred.

[growling]

Hmm. That's interesting.

Gobby might be hiding in here.

- Oh, pardon me. - It's alright.

I'll get you this time.

[screeches]

Uncle. Uncle. Uncle.

Uncle. Uncle.

Oh-h, okay, uncle. I'll-I'll put him down.

I'm going! I'm going!

bam

- Did you find him, Fred? - Yeah, I found him.

Let's get out of here, Barney.

(Barney) 'Oh, not me, Fred.'

I promised to protect little Gobby

and that's what I'm gonna do.

Ah, there you are.

Uncle.

Uh, okay, uncle. I'm putting him down.

Like you said, Fred, let's get outta here!

That isn't easy, Barn.

I haven't been able to find the way out.

I'll tell you what, Fred, you look that way, I'll go this way.

Okay, Barn. If you need help, yell for me.

I'll come a-running.

Oh, what a creepy place.

(Barney) 'Fred. Fred. Help. Help.'

I'm coming, Barn!

W-w-what's the trouble?

Oh, no trouble yet, Fred.

I just wanted to see how fast you could get here.

Get going. Find the way out.

Well, uh, okay, Fred.

[footsteps]

I heard a lot of footsteps.

Nobody.

I must've imagined it.

Now I'm imagining something else.

[mumbling]

[screams]

Help. Fred. Fred. Fred.

Okay, okay. I'm coming.

Oh, no.

Let go of him.

Let go, I say!

Here we are, home again, Creepella.

Good old Tombstone Manor.

I hope our boy has been a good little Goblin.

There he is now

'riding his man-eating iguana.'

'Isn't he cute?'

I hope Goblin hasn't done you-know-what

to Mr. Flintstone and Mr. Rubble.

Could be. Gobby is at the pranky stage.

'Mommy won't be mad. Tell her.'

Did you hide the nice men

down the wellsy-wellsy?

Or cement them in the wallsy-wallsy?

Isn't he darling

the way he ignores us?

He's delightfully disobedient.

(Fred) 'Help! Help!'

(Barney) 'Help! Help!'

They're inside, safe and sound.

Goblin wasn't naughty after all.

- Help! - Help!

Put us down.

(Weirdly) 'They're having fun with Ocki.'

No, no, Ocki, put them down.

'You've played enough.'

thud thud

Thank you very much, neighbors.

Y-y-you're welcome.

S-s-same here.

- See you later, Betty. - Okay, Wilma.

[mumbling]

Your hair looks just darling.

Thank you, Betty.

Fred! What's going on?

We're moving. Get your clothes packed.

Moving? Why?

Because I'm not gonna live next

to that Gruesome twosome! That's why.

- But, Fred-- - 'Get your things packed!'

'We're getting out.'

Nothing could make me stay with those Gruesomes next door.

(man on TV) 'And here are the stars of at home with the Gruesomes.'

The Gruesomes?

(Weirdly) 'We hope all you viewers'

'will tune in our show next week.'

Creepella and I are just the usual simple homebodies

but we will have unusual guest artists

on our show each week.

'There's a lot of talent right here in Bedrock'

'and we'll bring it to you.'

(Fred) 'Wilma! Wilma!'

- What is it, Fred? - Stop this nonsense.

We're not moving. We're stayin' right here.

But you said you didn't like the Gruesomes.

I said, I said.

Since when are you paying attention to what I say?

Why aren't we moving, Fred?

You just don't move away from TV stars.

TV stars?

Fred, where are you going?

To the Gruesomes', where else?

Hey, Weirdly. Weirdly, boy.

Open up. It's neighbor Fred.

I saw you on TV, Weird.

You were great, great, great!

(Fred) 'What poise. What a voice.'

'And you were ravishing, Creepella.'

'Oh, you photograph beautifully.'

[snap] Ah! Ah. O-oh!

O-oh. O-oh!

Why, Mr. Flintstone

you stepped in Goblin's little mousetrap.

(Fred) 'Yeah, with my big toe.'

Gobby, you know

you shouldn't have trapped Mr. Flintstone's toe.

Oh, think nothing of it.

[chuckles] I like a boy with a sense of humor.

Let go. Let go.

thud

I'm sorry about that.

Think nothing of it.

I love playful plants.

Oh, uh, Weirdly.

Yes, Mr. Flintstone?

(Fred) 'You know there's a lot of talent in Bedrock.'

Like, uh, take me, for instance.

(Fred) 'I sing.'

? La dee da ?

? Dee da dee da dee ?

? Dah dah ??

(Fred) 'And I dance.'

[scatting]

I'm-I'm very popular in this town.

(Fred) 'I'd be great for your opening show.'

Give him the button, Weirdly, darling.

Excellent suggestion

Creepella, my dear.

And then I end with an "off to water buffalo."

- Barney! - You auditioned, too, uh, Fred?

Yeah, and they sure don't go for a single act.

You mean we team up?

What can we lose? Let's rehearse it.

We certainly have some oddball neighbors, Creepella.

? Da dum ba-dum-pum-pum ?

Seems like we always do, Weirdly.

We always do.

? Da-dum da-dum ?

? Da-dum da-dum da da ?

? Da-dum da-dum da-dum ??

[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!

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