Original subtitles

Knit one, purl--

(Fred) 'Oh, Wilma.'

Is that you, Fred?

I thought you went to the ball game.

No, I got somethin' more important to do.

Fred, what happened? Is there a war?

No. Ha ha ha. Here, this is a Boy Scout uniform.

I thought for a minute the army had gotten

to the bottom of the barrel.

A Boy Scout uniform?

Fred, are you alright?

You happen to be looking at the new leader

of the Saber-Toothed Tiger Patrol.

Roar, roar, roar!

[growling]

Flintstone! Flintstone! Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Hurray!

[theme music]

[honking]

[honking]

[blows whistle]

[siren blaring]

[blows whistle]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

thud

thud

bang

[instrumental music]

mwah

Pebble Street, next stop. Pebble Street.

screech

? Diddle-da-de-do ?

? Doodle-do-da-loop ?

? Looble-lobly-doo-do-doop da-de-da-de-de ?

Boy, wait till Wilma hears what happened to me today.

Oh, Wilma!

Here comes Fred, Dino. Go say hello.

[barking]

Oh, no.

Here, Dino, fetch the stick.

screech

[barking]

Go fetch it, boy. Go on.

Here, Dino. Fetch the stick, boy.

Come on, Dino. Fetch the stick.

Come on, boy. Fetch the stick.

I got it. I got it.

bang

In here, Dino.

Alright, Dino, just put him down anyplace.

Ouch!

Serves you right, Fred, teasing Dino like that.

Oh, phooey.

How were things at the gravel pits today, Fred?

What did you say, Wilma?

'I said, how did things go today at work?'

toing

Oh, yeah, yeah, that reminds me.

You'll never guess what I got today.

- You got fired? - 'No.'

Joe Rockhead couldn't go to the ball game tonight

and he gave me his two tickets.

Would, um, you like to go, Wilma?

'You know I don't like ball games, Fred.'

'Besides, why ask me?'

'You know, you're gonna take Barney.'

[laughs]

I don't fool you at all, do I, Wilma?

You keep trying. I'll give you credit for that.

I'll go over to Barney's house and tell him about the tickets.

Don't be long, dinner's almost ready.

[instrumental music]

? Yes there's a ball game ?

? That ball ball ball game ?

? Di-da-da-da-dum-dum-da ball ?

? Going to the ball game ??

[snoring]

Oh, look at the little guy.

He's all tuckered out after a hard day's work.

[laughs] Seems a shame to wake him up.

'Hey, Barney!'

Oh, hello, Fred.

Wait till you hear this, Barn.

I got two tickets to the ball game

and you and I are goin' for free, pal.

Oh, thanks, Fred, but, uh, I've got another engagement.

Uh, some other time maybe, eh.

Some other time?

Come on, Fred, you haven't eaten a bite.

'Aren't you hungry?'

Just livin' next door to a guy like that Barney

is enough to kill anyone's appetite.

Just because Barney had a previous engagements

you have to sulk.

Previous engagement?

When a guy gets a chance to go to the ball game for free

there's no such thing as a previous engagement.

Barney's a real baseball fan. Heh.

Even on his honeymoon, that guy never missed a ball game.

- Even I didn't do that. - That's right, Fred.

We spent most of our honeymoon in a bowling alley.

Boy, the things you women never let up on.

Anyway, that Barney Rubble is out as a friend

as far as I'm concerned.

And the next time I see him, I am going to snub him.

Where are you going, Fred?

Over to Barney's house. I can't snub him from here.

[laughs]

Oh, those two. Always have a thing going.

I'll just stand here until that Barney Rubble

comes out for that previous engagement

and I will give him a snub he'll never forget.

- 'I'm leavin' now, Betty.' - 'Okay, Barney.'

- 'Have you got everything?' - 'Yup, I'm all set.'

And I'm all set too.

'Yeouch!'

- Barney, what happened? - I don't know.

But help me up, will you, Betty?

Okay.

Boy! Ooh.

'You-you're heavy with this pack on.'

- Try again, Betty. - Okay.

One, two, three.

thud

'Come on, Barney. On your feet.'

'Up, up, up.'

[Betty sighs] That's it.

Thanks, Betty. I'll try to get out of the house again.

Okay, Betty, I made it. See you later.

(Betty) 'Have a good time, Barney.'

[instrumental music]

I don't get it.

[instrumental music]

Alright, hold it.

Hold it. Hold it!

Oh, uh, hello, Fred.

Tell me, Barney, what in the world are you supposed to be?

Well, Fred, I, uh, I didn't tell you before

because, uh, I thought maybe you-you'd laugh at me.

But, but I'm on my way to a Boy Scout meeting.

- A Boy Scout meeting? - 'Oh, yeah.'

Well, it's no laughin' matter if you wanna play Boy Scout

instead of goin' to a ball game.

But you, uh, go ahead, pal.

thud

You go to your Boy Scout meetin'

and I'll go to the baseball game.

(male #1) 'Gangway, please.'

(Barney) 'All together now, fellas.'

One, two, three.

'Thanks, fellas.'

That's your first good deed for today.

Uh, now I'll show you how to march

with a full pack. Now watch.

'Hut, two, three, four.'

Hut, two, three, four.

See how easy it is?

'Hut, hut, two, three, four. Hut, two--'

Company, halt.

What's goin' on, Barney? Who are these kids?

Well, they're Boy Scouts, Fred.

And we're goin' on a campin' trip tomorrow.

- A campin' trip? - Yeah.

Well, you know, their regular scoutmaster took sick

and, well, you know I don't know nothin' about scouting.

Well, I didn't want the kids to be disappointed, see.

So, uh, so I volunteered to take 'em.

You are gonna be the scoutmaster?

Mm-hmm, but, uh, well, they really need

an experienced leader.

And why, Barney, didn't you ask me?

You, Fred?

I didn't know you knew woodcraft.

Just because I don't brag all the time

about the things I can do

is no reason not to check with me.

When it comes to camping and woodcraft

I make an Indian look clumsy.

I am a regular Daniel Boondoggle.

Gee, I-I didn't know that, Fred.

Hey, uh, wo-would you go with us tomorrow?

I will not only go with you, I will take command.

Hey, men. Men of the Saber-Toothed Tiger Patrol.

Did you hear that?

'Fred Flintstone is going to be our scout leader.'

Let's give him our Saber-Toothed Tiger cheer.

'One, two, three.'

(all) Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Flintstone, Flintstone.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Hurray!

Knit one, purl two.

Knit one, purl two.

'Knit one, purl two.'

[bleating]

Knit one, purl two.

Knit one, purl--

- 'Oh, Wilma!' - Is that you, Fred?

I thought you went to the ball game.

Ball game?

No, I got somethin' more important to do.

Fred, what happened? Is there a war?

No. Ha ha ha. Here this is a Boy Scout uniform.

[sighs] Thank goodness.

I thought for a minute the army had gotten

to the bottom of the barrel.

Knit one, purl..

A Boy Scout uniform?

Fred, are you alright?

You happen to be looking at the new leader

for the Saber-Toothed Tiger Patrol.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Flintstone! Flintstone!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Hurray!

Wilma, who are you calling?

Hello? Is this Dr. Headstone's office?

Let me speak to the doctor quick.

This is an emergency.

Hold it, Wilma! Hold it.

[laughs] I haven't flipped my lid. Sit down a minute.

I'll explain the whole thing.

Well, alright, Fred.

There are these kids, see.

And Barney was gonna take 'em on a camping trip

because their leader got sick.

And that's the story, honey.

I just couldn't let those kids down.

Fred, I'm real proud of you.

You're doing a wonderful thing.

Thanks, Wilma. I think so too.

And now I'm gonna hit the sack

'cause we start at the crack of dawn.

- 'Goodnight, dear.' - Goodnight, Fred.

(Fred) 'About face. Forward march.'

Hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four.

Well, like mother always said

"You never learn to understand a husband

until it's too late."

[snoring]

boing boing boing

[sighs] Fred?

Get up, Fred. It's morning.

[snoring]

I, I don't wanna go to school.

Oh, dear. Come on, Fred, wake up.

Those kids will be here in a minute.

[screeching]

Oh, dear, there they are already.

Hey, Fred, the Saber-Toothed Tiger Patrol

is ready to hit the trail.

I'm sorry, Saber Tooths

but I can't seem to wake your leader up.

Hey, uh, you better go inside and help Mrs. Flintstone, Hugo.

Okay, Mr. Rubble.

[snoring]

[horn blaring]

What happened? Who's this kid?

He's up now, Barney.

Hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.

- Hup, two, three-- - Hey, hey, Fred. Hey.

Don't, don't you think we ought to rest a while?

We've been marching for two hours.

What's the matter, Barney?

You.. You're out of condition?

(Barney) 'No, I'm, I'm thinking of the kids, Fred.'

(Fred) 'Okay, okay, we'll take a five-minute break.'

Company, halt.

Take five, men.

Hey, uh, we're pretty far out, Fred.

Do you think there's any, uh, wild animals around?

No, no, the dumb animals are more afraid of us

than we are of them.

You got nothin' to worry about.

I know just what to do in case of an emergency.

slurp

A saber-toothed bear.

Run for your lives!

Get those kids out of here, Barney.

I'll get him to chase me.

'Call the cops, do somethin', help!'

Hey, Fred, Fred, play dead. Play dead.

Hey, uh-uh, play dead and he won't touch you.

Yeah-yeah-yeah, th-th-that's it.

I'll-I'll, I'll play dead.

Yeah, yeah, m-maybe he won't bother me.

'What have I got to lose?'

screech

Hmm.

[sniffing]

Hmm.

Hey, what's goin' on?

Yikes!

'Help!'

thud

What happened, Fred?

Never mind. Just throw me down a towel.

Play dead and he won't bother me.

Oh, boy!

Hup, two, three, four.

Hup-hup-hup, hup-hup-hup, two, three--

Hey, uh, h-h-how about this place, Fred?

Looks like a nice spot to make camp.

Yeah, yeah, you're right, Barn.

We'll, uh, stop here.

Company, halt.

'Okay, men, we are gonna make camp here.'

But first we gotta clear the area.

You kids, pick up all those sticks

and, Barney, you remove all the boulders.

Hey, um, uh, what are you gonna do, Fred?

As scoutmaster for the Saber-Toothed Tiger Patrol

I will supervise the whole megillah.

Now, get goin'.

Alright, you kids, pile the sticks over there.

poing poing poing

- 'Barney!' - Yeah, Fred?

Do you mind tellin' me just what you're doin'?

Well, I'm removin' the boulders like you said

oh, great leader.

And how do you figure on doin' that?

Like this, watch.

I land on this end

and it flips the boulder out of the clearing.

thud

Now, let that be a lesson to you kids.

There's a right way and a wrong way

to do that stunt.

And that was the wrong way.

Now watch me.

Watch me and I'll show you how an expert does it.

Keep your eye on me, fellas.

poing poing poing

thud

bang

thud

You, uh, feelin' better, expert?

[laughs]

Knock it off, Barney.

Or I'll demote you to permanent KP duty.

Oh, uh, sorry, Fred.

Hey, uh, what's next on the program, huh?

I'm gonna teach those kids some camping tricks.

'Like what?'

Like startin' a fire with two sticks.

- Hey, can you do that, Fred? - Certainly.

Hey, kids, come here.

I'm gonna teach you some woodcraft.

Now, let's say you wanna start a campfire

'and you ain't got any matches.'

What do you do, huh?

Lucky for you, you got me to teach you an old Indian trick

taught me by an old Indian.

You simply rub two sticks together, like this.

Hold it, Fred.

[panting]

It's not even warm.

Are you sure, Barney?

[fire crackling]

[sniffing]

[Barney chuckles] 'That old Indian ain't got nothin' on those kids, Fred.'

Okay, okay.

How did you start that fire, Hugo?

'What's that?'

Some kind of a gadget?

Kids.

Alright, places, everybody. Play ball.

'Hey, come on, Fred, let's have a fast'

'one right over the old plate.'

'Uh, give 'em one of those sizzlers'

'right down the old Gruber Rooney.'

Are you kiddin', Barney?

These are only kids.

We gotta take it easy with 'em.

Oh, no, you don't, Fred.

I watched them play in the Little Brontosaurus League.

Eh, Hugo can really belt the old apple.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, for the Little Brontosaurus League maybe.

But I'm gonna teach little Hugo how to really hit a ball.

Now don't worry, kid, I'll take it easy with you.

'Don't be afraid of the ball.'

'Hold the bat tight.'

And when I tell you to swing, give it all you've got, alright?

Here it comes, kid.

Now take your time.

'Raise your bat a little higher.'

'That's it, that's it.'

'Now swing!'

I got it. I got it.

thud

Hey, that's a good catch, Fred. Fred?

Are you alright? Speak to me, Fred.

[mumbling]

Oh, my gosh! W-w-wait a minute, Fred.

I'll, I'll help you.

Okay, Hugo, jump.

Hey, you know somethin', Fred?

The Little Brontosaurus League can sure use you.

[laughs]

Over here with that log, fellas.

We'll have to hurry. It's gettin' dark.

Hey, uh, what's the idea of all the logs, Fred?

Very simple, Barney.

The logs give us a dry floor in case of dampness.

[thunder rumbling]

And it looks like it's gonna be pretty damp

before the night is over.

'Come on, you kids, keep those logs comin'.'

'Well, there it is, Barney.'

All the logs lashed together and the tent tied to the logs.

How do you like it?

Heh. I gotta hand it to you, Fred.

You really know your stuff.

Thank you, Barney.

[thunder rumbling]

And I know enough to get out of the rain too.

Come on, let's take cover.

Pretty nice, eh, Barney?

Stormin' outside, we're here dry as a bone.

[laughs] I gotta admit it, Fred.

If there's one thing you know how to pitch, it's a tent.

- Oh, goodnight, Fred. - Goodnight, Barney.

[yawning]

[snoring]

[creaking]

[snoring]

[thunder rumbling]

[snoring continues]

[instrumental music]

Hey, Fred, Fred, wake up.

Eh, eh, eh. W-what's the matter?

Hey, it stopped rainin'.

Let's run down to the creek

and take a dip before the kids wake up, huh?

Oh, go back to sleep, Barney.

(Barney) 'Come on, lazybones, last one in is a rotten dodo egg.'

Yahoo!

splash

Hey, Fred, Fred, it's all creek out here

as far as you can see.

Huh? W-w-what are you talkin' about?

A-a-and look, we're, we're headed straight for the falls.

Hey, kids, kids, w-w-wake up.

N-n-now, listen, pay attention.

U-untie the tent ropes from the logs.

Come on, Come on, boys. Hop to it.

O-on the double. Okay, that's it. Good.

Now-now-now tie all, all the ends together.

Come on. Come on, boys. Step on it.

'Yeah, that's good.'

'Now hold on, everybody!'

Hang on to that kid, Barney, we're coming in for a landing.

Right, Fred.

One, two, three. They're all here.

- 'Help! Help!' - 'Hello, Help!'

(Barney) 'Somebody, help!'

'Help, anybody! Help!'

Yoo-hoo, Wilma.

Are you up yet?

I've been up for hours, Betty.

Come on in and turn on the radio.

We'll have a cup of coffee while we listen to the morning news.

I wonder how the boys are doing.

You know Fred, I'll bet they're having a ball.

(Peter on radio) 'Good morning, everybody, this is Peter Pebblehead'

'bringing you the morning news.'

'There was plenty of excitement at Granite Canyon this morning.'

'Two scout leaders and three Boy Scouts'

'were discovered suspended high above the canyon floor.'

- It's Fred. - And Barney.

'The Granite Canyon Rangers rescued the stranded party'

'and I'm glad to report no one was hurt.'

[sighs] Well, that's something to be thankful for.

I wonder how that happened.

That's easy. Fred was in charge.

(Barney) 'Hup, two, three, four.'

Hup, two, three..

(Betty) 'Here comes Barney!'

Good morning, Betty. Three, four.

Hup, two, three--

And here comes Fred.

Oh. Hiya, Wilma.

- Is he hurt, Wilma? - No, he's just exhausted.

Fred's a good scout, but he's no boy anymore.

Oh, what's the use? I can't do anything.

What's the use? I'm, I'm just not good for anything.

(Wilma) 'Oh, come on, Fred. Stop brooding.'

The trip didn't turn out the way you expected.

- So what? - "So what," she says.

I'll tell you so what.

Those kids looked up to me.

I was their leader.

All I did was lead 'em into a big fat mess.

Yeah, but, Fred, you brought 'em all back safe anyway.

(Fred) 'Oh, I was just lucky.'

[knock on door]

I'll get it.

Now wipe that dark frown off your face, Fred.

Ah.

Oh, hello, fellas. Come on in.

Mr. Flintstone's in the den.

[horn blaring]

Wilma, what-what happened?

Come on down, Fred.

The Saber-Toothed Patrol has something for you.

This is for you, Mr. Flintstone.

Yeah, ah, go-go on, Fred. Take it.

Yeah, wha-what does it say?

Eh. "We, the Saber-Toothed Tiger Patrol

"award this honorary membership to our leader

"Mr. Flint..

Flintstone?"

Gosh, fellas.

(Hugo) 'There's more, Mr. Flintstone.'

"Mr. Flintstone, for courage above and beyond

"the call of duty..

[sniffling] ...and, and because he's a swell guy."

Oh, gee.

- Isn't that sweet? - I could cry.

All together now, fellas.

A Saber-Toothed cheer for Fred Flintstone!

(all) Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Flintstone! Flintstone!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling] Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

[sniffling]

Thanks, fellas.

It's an honor to be a Saber Tooth.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling]

It kinda gets you right here.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

[growling]

Gee, thanks, fellas.

[theme music]

[yawns]

[door opens]

clink

[door closes]

[door opens]

thud

bang

Wilma!

'Wilma!'

'Come on, Wilma, open this door!'

'Wilma-a-a-a!'

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