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All right, Lulabell, let's get this big rock out of the center of the pit.

That's it, easy does it.

Hold it! Stop! Wait, Fred!

The boss said this rock should never be moved.

Aw, what does he know about rocks? Stand clear, Charlie.

- The rock's coming out. - But the boss said...

Run for it, Fred. You've hit a geyser.

Put the rock back! Quick, put it back!

Find the hole, Lulabell.

Hurry, Lulabell.

Will he be all right, Charlie?

Yeah, I think so, Mr. Slate.

Out with the bad air. In with the good air.

He's coming out of it now, Mr. Slate.

Fred sure swallowed a lot of water.

Yeah, so did Lulabell.

No, I'm not firing you, Flintstone.

You have a wife and baby to support.

Aw, thank you, Mr. Slate.

But you're laid off until we can pump the water out of the pit.

How long will that take, Mr. Slate?

Well, the way the pump is working, I'd say a week or 10 days.

Hey, that's pretty fast.

Um, Mr. Slate, thanks again for not firing me.

Yes, well, check with me in a week or so, Flintstone.

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 ♪♪

Pebbles. Oh, Pebbles.

Now, where did that little dickens go?

Oh, you two. You're both a couple of clowns.

Wonder if there's any mail today.

Hm. No mail.

- Fred? - Hi, Wilma.

How come you're home so early?

The pit got flooded today, so I'll be off work for a week or so.

For a week or so?

Yeah, but I got a great idea.

Hm. No mail.

If it wasn't for the pension, I'd quit this mail job.

Your idea is to get another job for a week, right?

Well, not exactly.

I figured we could throw a few things in the

car and take a little trip to Rock Vegas.

If one of the things you can throw in the car is a wad of money, I'm with you.

Otherwise, it's out.

- But, Wilma... - We have a lot of bills.

And our budget doesn't include trips to Rock Vegas.

But, Wilma, we could...

- Fred, I just had a wonderful idea. - Yeah?

You can help me around the house until they call you back to the gravel pit.

Oh, boy, what a week this is gonna be.

That sounded like it came from Barney's place.

But it can't be Barney. He and Betty left on their vacation this morning.

- Hey, Barney! - Hiya, Fred.

- You're home early. - Yeah, what are you doing?

I'm teaching Bamm-Bamm some bugle calls.

Listen, this is reveille.

- Oh, boy. - Now, listen to Bamm-Bamm.

- Say, now. - How's that, Fred?

He copies me note for note.

Yeah, and he straightened a few out on the way.

- Where did you get the bugle, Barney? - It's my old Boy Scout bugle.

I was bugler for my troop, the Sabertooth Tigers.

Oh! I was a Boy Scout, too, Barn, an Eagle Scout.

No kidding?

What was that?

Just me.

I was just trying out our old Sabertooth Tiger troop yell.

Oh, boy.

Hey, Barn, how come you only stayed away one day of your vacation?

Well, I stopped for gas, paid for it, and then we were broke.

What's so funny about that?

I thought Betty had saved up some dough, and she thought I had.

It's not like when we were Boy Scouts, Fred.

We'd just get the old troop together and away we'd go with our tents.

Hey! What you said.

- What I said? - Tents.

- Tents? - Yeah, doesn't that give you an idea?

So, anyway, next year we're going to save for a vacation.

- Hand me your comb, Wilma. - Yeah, here you are.

You know, it's not right that the boys should work all year

and not have a vacation.

And it would do us good to get away from housework, too.

I'd just like to get away from putting my hair up.

Thanks, Betty.

Wilma, we figured a way to go on a vacation.

And it won't cost anything.

- You'll love this idea. - Won't cost anything?

No, not a penny. We're going camping.

- We can borrow a couple of tents. - How does that sound, girls?

- Yuck. - Yuck.

Well, it's the only vacation we can afford.

Yeah, we'll hunt for our own food. Wild brontosaurus steaks.

Poing!

Roast pterodactyl.

Poing!

And plenty of poing!

I mean fish.

I'll bet. With us cleaning messy old fish.

Some vacation. That's out!

Something about camping and cleaning fish women don't go for, Barney.

- Yeah, I don't understand it. - Will you hold this coconut for me, Betty?

You know, Wilma, I think we acted pretty selfish with the boys about camping.

I was thinking the same thing.

If we don't go, the boys will be hanging around the house all week.

Here, Dino. Raiding the icebox, tracking in dirt.

TV ball games on all day.

Insisting on barbecuing meals.

Okay, you sold me. We'll go camping.

So, we'll go camping on one condition.

Anything. You name it.

We don't want to get into any of those crowded camp places.

Oh, honey, don't worry. We'll get a real secluded spot.

Yeah, we'll ask down at the auto club.

Joe Rockhead said it was okay for us to use his tent, Fred.

Good. Sonny Cobblestone will let me have his for a week.

Boy, I never thought I'd get to go camping again. Did you, Fred?

No. Ha, ha. We're sure gonna have fun, huh, Barney-boy?

Hey, Fred, you all right?

Will you cut it out with that Sabertooth Tiger troop growl!

Bedrock Auto Club was the right place for you to come to, gentlemen.

Now, then, to get to your problem.

On this map are the camping grounds in this area.

Most of them are crowded this time of year. Now, if it was winter...

We don't want to go camping in the winter.

Of course not. That's why the camps are crowded in the summer.

Now, here's a place nobody goes to.

It's kind of remote. Up in the mountains here.

It's called Shangri-la-de-da Valley.

Shangri-la-de-da Valley.

- Hey, that sounds great. - Yeah. How do we get there?

- Thanks for the road map, Mac. - Yeah, thanks a lot.

You're welcome. Have a good time in Shangri-la-de-da Valley.

Hey, Bill, did you say Shangri-la-de-da Valley?

Yes, I did. Why?

Well, that's where my son is going tomorrow for a big Boy Scout jamboree.

Boy Scout jamboree?

Uh-oh. I told those fellows nobody goes to...

Shangri-la-de-da Valley. Even the name sounds peaceful.

- Sounds perfect. - Uh-huh. Wonderful.

We'll leave early tomorrow.

Now you get the tents, Barney, and I'll drop Dino off at the...

I'll drop Dino off at the...

V-E-T-E-R-I-N-A-R-I-A-N.

That's a good idea, Fred.

How about that, Fred? Dino can spell veterinarian.

We'll never have any privacy now. Let's go.

I think Dino wants to go camping with us, Fred.

I'm getting the message, but he's not going.

Now, come on, Dino, knock it off. You're staying home.

Okay, Okay. Okay, turn it off!

Okay, he goes with us.

Boy Scouts of Bedrock, tomorrow's the big day.

We start for the big Scout jamboree first thing in the morning.

It'll be at the Shangri-la-de-da encampment.

There'll be Scout troops from all over the country.

Even from across the big pond.

There'll be lots of fun. And you'll get a chance to meet fellow Scouts

from all over the world.

Each troop will bring a mascot. Is ours ready?

Right here, Mr. Sandstone.

Okay, meeting's over.

- See you all at sunup. - Three cheers for Mr. Sandstone.

- Hip-hip. - Hurray!

Hurray!

This is the last load.

- You all set, Wilma? - Ready and waiting.

- Nobody asked you. - Let her roll, Fred.

You lead the way.

Then yabba-dabba-doo, away we go!

- Off at last. - Oh, Fred, look.

The Boy Scouts are up early.

- Jimmy? - Yes, sir.

- Richard? - Here, sir.

I guess they're going on a hike.

- Hey, fellas, be prepared! - Fred!

Uh-oh.

You better be prepared to get a fat knot on your head

if you ever let go of that steering wheel again.

Yes, dear.

Yes, Pebbly-poo.

You keep that lip buttoned. You're lucky you're on this trip.

Okay, men, we're off to Shangri-la-de-da.

Forward!

Hooray! Hooray! We're on our way

To Shangri-la-de-da

We'll eat sardines and lots of beans

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

- Hey, uh, Fred, what did you stop for? - We've run out of road.

There's a sign over there, Fred.

Yeah, this is the way.

Shangri-la-de-da. Must be up this way.

Looks like we'll have to pack in.

- Take us home, Fred. - I second it.

But, Wilma, you wanted a quiet place away from everyone.

This is why it's secluded.

We're only a little way away. Come on, be good Scouts, girls.

And besides, Fred and me will carry all the stuff.

Now, wait a minute.

We're on the right road.

If this is the right road,

imagine what the wrong one must be like.

This is as far as we can go.

Hey, Barn, put your pack down and come here a minute.

Glad to.

That feels good. Yeah, Fred?

I'll give you a boost up.

- See if you can see anything. You ready? - Ready.

Hey, hold it, Fred!

Wait, stop boosting!

You're sure putting on weight, Barney. Over the top you go!

What a guy. Always clowning around.

Barn, you all right?

Yeah, I think so.

Hey, I found it.

Shangri-la-de-da.

And what a beautiful place it is.

A secluded little valley, woods.

Running streams, a lake.

Hey, this is it. Come on down!

Bam. Bam. Bam-bam-bam.

Bamm-Bamm wants to help Daddy with a tent stake?

Okay, drive it in.

Bam. Bam. Bam-bam-bam.

That's hitting the old tent stake, Bamm, my boy.

When that boy gets his full strength, wow.

Put up the beds and let's get some sleep, Fred.

- We're all bushed. - Are you kidding, honey?

We don't have beds in camp. We use sleeping bags.

Oh, no!

Troop, halt!

The rest of the Scout troops will all arrive tonight.

So, let's get our tents up now.

Fred, wake up.

Somebody's blowing a horn.

Yeah, that must be Barney's kid, Bamm-Bamm.

I'll put a stop to it.

Now, look, Bamm-Bamm, I...

What is it, Fred? What's going on?

The Boy Scouts, there are millions of them, acres of tents.

Boy Scouts to end all Boy Scouts.

It's the biggest jamboree of all time.

Come on, everybody, out!

You go to the general, or whoever he is, Fred, and tell him to move

the jamboree some place else.

- We were here first. - Yeah.

I'll get Barney and we'll have a talk with him.

Shangri-la-de-da Valley was deeded to the Boy Scouts years ago.

So you are really trespassing, Mr. Flintstone.

- We didn't know. - It's okay.

You may stay as guests of the Scouts.

- Gee, thanks, Mr. Jones. - Yeah, Mr. Jones, that's nice of you.

In fact, I'm happy you're here with your family.

You can help us with a problem we have.

Oh, we'd be glad to. What's the problem?

Here we have this giant jamboree and the Scouts are missing one thing.

They're all used to doing a good deed every day

and there's nobody around to do good deeds for.

Say no more.

- Yeah, we'd be happy to help. Right, Fred? - Overjoyed.

Feel free to use our family and us in any way.

Fred and I were Boy Scouts ourselves.

Thank you, Flintstone, Rubble. You're still good Scouts.

What was that?

That was the old Sabertooth Tiger call from Barney's old troop.

The Scouts will start doing good deeds right away for Betty and Wilma.

Yeah, and we're going to help out by being honorary scoutmasters.

- Mrs. Flintstone? - Yes, just a minute.

- What is it, boys? - Your breakfast is ready, Mrs. Flintstone.

Oh?

Come on, Wilma, the boys fixed breakfast for us

as their good deed for today.

Why, how nice.

Here you are, ma'am.

Bronto burgers, beans, hot dogs for breakfast?

Eat it, Wilma, don't spoil the boys' good deed.

Yes, it looks, um, delicious, boys.

Thank you so much. It's a lovely breakfast.

Now, fellas, I'll show you how we used

to do a rain dance when I was a Boy Scout.

Okay, hit it, Barney.

- Pretty good, huh? - Yeah, I'll say.

Hey, look at the rain cloud, Bill.

Hey, Fred, do the sun dance.

Not bad, hey, fellas?

Watch your step, lady.

Look out for that rock, lady.

I will. Thank you.

My turn.

Right this way, lady.

Now, it's my turn.

Didn't you good deed me across here about an hour ago?

That's right, lady.

But we have to good deed you twice.

You count only half as much as an old lady.

Hold it, boys. I've had it.

Figure out another good deed, please. I'm bushed.

- Here's your lunch, Mrs. Flintstone. - How nice.

Bronto burgers, beans, hot dogs. Again?

It's our basic diet, ma'am.

We thrive on it.

Bamm-Bamm, stop barrel rolling that Boy Scout.

It's okay, Mrs. Rubble. I like it.

What's the matter, Bamm-Bamm?

Bam! Bam. Bam, bam.

That's right, Bamm-Bamm, always put your fires out.

You're a good little Scout.

Hey, I'm having a great time, Barney. How about you?

Swell. Everybody's having a good time. Even Dino, look.

Yippee.

- Heigh-ho and away. - Hey, Dino's heading for that old log.

Come on, we'll jump on his back as he comes out.

Yeah, we're smarter than Dino.

Geronimo!

Hey, where did he go?

Gosh, he just disappeared.

Yeah, vanished.

Hey, Fred, look! It's Bamm-Bamm out in the lake.

Holy mackerel, that Boy Scout's trying to save him.

But Bamm-Bamm's too strong for that boy to handle.

Hang on, Bamm-Bamm! I'll save you!

I'll be there...

In a minute.

Don't worry. I'll save you.

That's the way, Bamm-Bamm.

There's no danger, Mr. Rubble.

I was teaching Bamm-Bamm rescue techniques.

Hey, he sure learned fast.

Okay, fellas, let's hootenanny Old MacDonald Had a Farm.

As you know, we have Scouts here from all over the world.

So, to really have fun with this song, we'll all sing the verse together

and the Scouts I point to will sing the chorus in their own language.

- Have you got it? - Yes!

Then let's go!

♪ Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O ♪

♪ And on this farm he had some chicks E-I-E-I-O ♪

♪ With a chick-chick here And a chick-chick there ♪

Everybody!

♪ Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O ♪

♪ And on this farm he had some ducks E-I-E-I-O ♪

♪ With a quack-quack here And a quack-quack there ♪

All together.

♪ Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O ♪

All right, everybody, here we go again.

♪ And on this farm he had some turkeys E-I-E-I-O ♪

♪ With a gobble-gobble here And a gobble-gobble there ♪

♪ Here a gobble, there a gobble Everywhere a gobble-gobble ♪

♪ Quack-quack here And a quack-quack there ♪

♪ Here a quack, there a quack Everywhere a quack-quack ♪

♪ Chick-chick here Chick-chick there ♪

♪ Here a chick, there a chick Everywhere a chick-chick ♪

Nice and loud.

♪ Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O ♪

Let them hear you back at Bedrock.

♪ And on this farm he had a ♪

♪ Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O ♪♪

We've had a great time here, boys.

And we sure appreciate your hospitality.

And anytime you're in Bedrock, be sure and stop in

- to see Fred Flintstone. - And Barney Rubble.

Yabba-dabba-doo!

Yabba-dabba-doo!

We sure had a nice week, didn't we, Wilma?

But it's great to get home and relax.

That was a wonderful week, Fred.

And as soon as I finish cleaning, washing and fixing dinner,

I'll let you know about the relaxing bit.

You're getting to be a real joker, Wilma.

Come in. It's probably Barney.

- Why so formal, Barn? - Hello, Mr. Flintstone.

Oh! Hi, son. What can I do for you?

Mr. Flintstone, when you and your family and friends left our jamboree,

well, sir, it just wasn't the same jamboree.

Well, gee, that's nice. They missed us.

We all remember what you said,

"If you're ever in Bedrock, stop in and see Fred Flintstone."

Yeah, I remember.

- You mean... - The jamboree stopped in to see you, sir.

Okay, gang! Let's hear it for Mr. Flintstone!

Bedrock Market? Will you send three tons of bronto burgers,

two tons of hot dogs, 50 cases of baked beans...

And 25 cases of grape juice?

Yes, this is Mrs. Flintstone.

♪ Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-O ♪♪

♪ 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!