Original subtitles

What's Fred doing out there?

I don't know

but I don't like it.

(male 1) 'Okay, we're gonna make a tape.'

'Stand up.'

'Ride it.'

'That's fine.'

Wave, Flintstone. Wave and smile.

'Great, Flintstone, great.'

Hey, I'm pretty good.

Careful, Fred.

Watch out!

crash

[theme song]

toot

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 ?

[blowing]

The barbecue is just about ready, Wilma.

- Got the steak? - 'Right here, Betty.'

Oh, wait, Wilma, let me give you hand with that.

(Wilma) 'Hope we timed it right.'

You know how fussy the boys are

especially about barbecued steaks.

They should be pampered a little.

They're pretty good husbands, you know?

And pretty cute too.

(Betty) 'Bless their hearts.'

'Wait till they get home and see this.'

(Wilma) 'Yes, sir, if there's one thing'

'our tubby hubby's are experts on'

'it's smokey steaks.'

[cawing]

I do all the work around here

and they get all the steaks.

Wilma, it's seven o'clock!

(Wilma) 'Oh, my gosh. We'll miss him. Come on.'

Hold on, Larry, I'm coming.

Me too, Larry.

Gee, we just made it in time.

[instrumental music]

[ululating]

(Wilma) 'Isn't he beautiful?'

'What a man!'

[Wilma giggling]

(Betty) 'Golly, I'd like to see Barney and Fred do that.'

Barney and Fred, who?

Yabba dabba doo!

Bring on the barbecue!

Right, Fred, after a hard day on the golf course

there's nothing like a nice, thick brontosaurus steak.

Cooked by our ever-lovin' and devoted wives.

Who stay home all day

thinkin' of nothin', but how to please us.

Makin' those steaks tender and juicy.

And succulent.

Drive faster, Fred, I can taste 'em now.

Wilma, Betty, we're home.

(Barney) 'Uh-oh. Hey, Fred.'

You can bring out the steaks now.

(Barney) 'H-hey, Fred. Look here, Fred.'

What the..

How do you like that?

Anybody else'd use charcoal

but not our wives

they make a fire out of old shoes.

Uh, look again, Fred.

Huh? Huh?

Oh, no, no!

(Barney) 'I, uh, hate to say anything, Fred'

but, uh, I think we were supposed to eat this old shoe.

You mean, this was once our tender, juicy..

Wilma!

Watch out, Larry, the beasts are after you.

Wilma!

- 'What daring.' - 'Wilma!'

(Betty) 'What bravery.'

- 'Betty!' - 'What muscle.'

What about this?

Fred, what are you doing?

The program is not over yet.

Wilma, the steaks!

Oh, my gosh, we forgot all about them.

Oh, Fred, I'm so sorry.

We planned such a nice dinner.

W-we were watching Larry Lava

and we-we lost all track of time.

- Who? - 'You know.'

(Wilma) 'The star of "Hawaiian Spy."'

- Look. - Never heard of him.

What did he ever do?

(Betty) 'Isn't he marvelous?'

'How does he do it?'

(Barney) 'That's simple, with mirrors.'

- 'Right, Fred?' - 'Of course.'

(Fred) 'Some Hawaiian spy.'

'That guy couldn't hurt a fly.'

(Wilma) 'Now, Fred.'

Listen, the only thing he has that I haven't

is a stuntman.

'Course, I wouldn't need one.'

You know it, Fred.

We better feed 'em fast.

They're so hungry, they're delirious.

Here comes the commercial.

Well, I've got some terra-tuna at my house.

I'll run over and get a can.

Canned terra-tuna.

Some dinner for a hungry man.

Yeah, but they wouldn't burn no steaks

if Larry Lava was comin' over.

Shh! There he is.

(Fred) 'Yeah. Look's like he's bringin' his own tuna.'

How's that for beautiful?

I ask you, C.W, is that not beautiful?

Not interested in beauty, Goldrock.

Not his anyway.

'Interested in ratings'

And if they get any lower

I'll have to go underground to read 'em.

Know what I mean?

But, C.W.

there's a million woman in love

with the star of "Hawaiian Spy."

Right, Larry?

'How's your fan mail, sweetheart?'

Simply exhausting.

He he he. Hey, watch it, buster

those hand nails tickle.

As long as Larry sells your serial

what do you care?

Do care, Sam.

It's a status thing.

I want big ratings.

So, don't panic already.

Tonight we announce the contest.

In one week, every man in the country will watch this show.

Then you watch those old ratings

climb the flagpole.

[snoring]

Gee, I'm sorry, I couldn't find the tuna.

Oh, we'll fix something later.

Oh, this is thrilling, Betty.

(Betty) 'Be careful, Larry.'

(Wilma) 'Ooh, watch out.'

What's he doin' now?

(Betty) 'He's wrestling an alligator.'

An alligator?

This I gotta see.

Oh, brother.

'Wrestling alligators.'

'Anyone knows there's no alligators in Hawaii.'

'That's a fake alligator.'

[laughing]

Fred, you're jealous of Larry Lava.

Ha! That'll be the day.

Fred "Muscles" Flintstone

jealous of that Hollyrock phony?

Ha!

Barney, who's the best bowler in Bedrock?

You are, Fred.

(Fred) 'Who burns up the golf course?'

You do, Fred.

Swimming?

(Barney) 'You're the champ.'

'And don't forget football, Fred.'

Oh, yeah, that's right.

And who is Bedrock's happiest halfback?

Who else? Fred "Muscles" Flintstone.

You know, Barney

as long as we're out, let's get somethin' to eat.

I'm with you, Fred.

Bye, muscles.

[giggling]

You know, they have a right to be mad about dinner.

Let's surprise 'em with a dessert.

Good idea.

Cactusberry Pie a la Mode oughta make them forgive us.

(Betty) 'Ready, Wilma?'

Yes, did you find the berries in the freezer?

Yeah, they were hidden behind the pea's.

Pour the berries, Betty.

I'll turn up the TV so we can hear

the end of the program.

(Betty) 'I'll put the top layer on, Wilma.'

Okay, Betty.

caw

What do you wanna bet I don't get

any pie either?

caw

(male on TV) 'And now, an important announcement.'

'The makers of Rock Toasties'

'cereal of champs like Larry Lava'

'offer you men, the chance of a lifetime.'

Sounds like another contest.

(male on TV) 'Merely write in 25 words or less'

"Why I like Rock Toasties."

Huh, Barney should enter this

he really eats the stuff.

(male on TV) 'Winner will be awarded'

'an all expense paid trip to Hawaii for two.'

My goodness.

'Plus a paid appearance'

'in one episode of "Hawaiian Spy."'

'So, come on, you armchair athletes.'

He he. Sounds like he's talking about Fred.

'Write to Larry Lava, care of "Hawaiian Spy"'

'and let him know why'

'his cereal is your cereal.'

Programs over, I'll turn it off.

[chuckling]

Betty, I just had the funniest thought.

[chuckling]

I got the message too, Wilma.

But we couldn't get them to do it.

Not them.

We'll send it to the Larry Lava contest

and sign their name.

[chuckling]

Yeah, let's do it.

That does it.

[chuckling]

- Read it, Wilma. - 'Okay.'

'"Dear, Mr. Lava'

"I like Rock Toasties

"because as a former champion

"all-round athlete

"I need energy to start my day.

"And whether I'm setting new records

"water skiing, climbing mountains

"or wrestling dinosaurs

'"Rock Toasties never fails me.'

'Signed, Barney V.I. Flintstone."'

What's the V.I. for?

(Wilma) 'Vivid imagination.'

That covers both of 'em.

Aren't we the devils?

[laughing]

I smell something burning.

(both) The pie!

- Oh, no. - Oh, yes.

Boy, Fred, it's sure swell of us to the the girls another chance

at barbecuein'.

I warned Wilma

if she's gonna burn anything tonight

it better be her mother's picture.

Steaks are too expensive.

Don't you think we should wait for the boys

before we put the steaks on?

Don't worry, I've got everything timed perfectly.

[doorbell ringing]

'There's someone at the door, Wilma.'

(Wilma) 'Yes, what is it?'

This the Barney V.I. Flintstone residence?

No, this is the Fred Flin-uh..

That is, yes. Yes, it is.

Telegram for Mr. Flintstone.

(Wilma) Thank you.

Betty, you don't suppose..

Hurry. Read it.

"Mr. Barney V.I. Flintstone

"congratulations.

"The C.W. Crater Company

"is happy to inform you

'"that you have won first prize

'in Why I like Rock Toasties."'

'Etcetra, etcetera, etcetera. Oh, Betty.'

'We're going to Hawaii.'

(Betty) 'Ya-hoo!'

Rocky Beach, here we come.

- 'Yabba dabba doo!' - Yabba dabba doo!

Oh, well. Somebody wins, somebody loses.

[sniffing]

Hey, uh, Fred, uh, something's burnin'.

You're imagining things.

Well, may be so, but I still say where there's smoke, there's--

Fire!

'Hose, barney. Hurry, hurry!'

(Barney) 'Right, Fred, here it is.'

'It's out, Fred.'

[Hawaiian music]

? Queen Rocky Moola ?

? Dinner at Kihoola ?

? And all the babies would say ?

? Have that papaya today ?

? We'll hoola and hoola with Queen Rocky Moola ?

? And wicky wacky hoola away ?

? A wicky wacky hoola away ??

[giggling]

They've flipped.

Oh, Fred, Barney wait till you hear.

Papaya and poi.

[speaking foreign language]

And Larry Lava too.

We're going.

(Fred) 'Hold it, hold it!'

'Who's goin' where?'

We entered a contest on "Hawaiian Spy."

Signed your names to it, and we won.

Just think, an all-expense paid trip to Hawaii for two.

Yeah, but for which two.

What do you mean which two?

We're all go.. Oh.

Which two?

Let me see that telegram.

"Congratulation, you've won first prize.."

[mumbling]

"Paid appearance on show."

[mumbling]

Ah-ha.

Hey, the winner of this contest

appears as an actor on one of the shows.

Well, that decides it.

Only one of us could do that.

I'm glad you see it my way, Fred.

Uh, I'll send you a coconut.

Don't be ridiculous.

You're no actor, Barney.

- Are you? - Wait a minute.

I've got a solution.

Fred, get's the free trip as the winner

he turns over his salary as an actor

to you two, to pay for your trip

and we all go.

Wilma, you're a genius.

[laughing]

Pass the suntan oil, Betty.

We're goin' to Ha-wa-ii.

[laughing]

Happy flying, everybody.

We shall arrive in Hawaii in five hours.

During our flight, if you have any questions

please feel free to ask me.

- 'Oh, uh, I got a question.' - Yes, sir?

Uh, could I take your picture?

Why, certainly, sir.

(Barney) 'Oh, uh, I'll go get my camera.'

N-now, don't go away.

Uh, yeah, this must be it.

Hey, I don't see no luggage here.

I better go in and ask her another question.

Uh-oh. The door locked.

[pounding]

Hey, let me in!

Hey!

Tickets, please.

Mister, uh, mister..

Uh, Flintstone.

Barney V.I. Flintstone.

I'm a TV star.

I'd like you to meet my manager, Fred Rubble.

Hey, where's Barney.

[whistling]

Here I am, Fred.

(Fred) 'Barney, what are you..'

Who-uh, uh, uh, get in here.

Thanks, Fred.

Woo, it was cold out there.

Uh, now then, my dear

if you, uh, wanna see my studio

when you get to the island

just ask for me anywhere.

'Barney V.I. Flintstone'

'the, uh, actor.'

Thank you, Mr. Flintstone.

Hey, I forgot to ask you, Wilma

what's the V.I. stand for.

Very important.

What else?

Well, here we are in Hawaii.

Having fun, Betty?

Some fun.

I thought we'd rest while Fred worked.

Huh!

You know how it is with actors

uh, they gotta keep up appearances.

There's the set. This must be the place.

(male 1) 'Places everybody.'

Uh, you all set, Joe?

Uh, check, boss.

Get a shot of that big, funny looking thing over there.

(Joe) 'Right, boss.'

'Uh, how's that?'

(male 1) 'Let me take a look.'

'I, uh, I-I meant the other funny looking thing, Joe.'

(Joe) 'There. There we go.'

(male 1) 'Uh, that's better. Shoot it.'

(Joe) 'I, uh, think the other one was funnier'

'but, uh, you are the boss.'

I, uh, guess I'm working with you on this picture, Larry.

I'm Fred, uh..

Barney V.I. Flintstone.

I'm glad for you.

Look, Betty

there's Larry Lava with Fred.

Isn't he gorgeous?

'Oh, excuse me, Mr. Lava.'

'Here's your chair, Fred.'

(Fred) 'Thanks, girl.'

I'll never wash this hand again.

It accidently touched Larry Lava.

How did it feel?

Like a star.

Hey, you can call me by my nickname, Fred.

Must I?

Oh, uh, Larry, in this next scene..

I'm , uh, Barney V.I. Flintstone

your new actor.

- Who? - Flintstone.

Contest winner. Rock Toasties.

Oh. Oh, yes.

Uh, tell you what, Flintstone.

Uh, you go over there, sit down

and when the dancing starts

turn to the man on your right and say

"Pass the poi," okay?

Now, Larry, In this next scene..

Uh, then what do I do?

Then you go home I guess.

As I was saying, Larry..

Hey, uh, what's the matter, Fred?

How do you like that, Barney?

One line, they give me.

Here, hold my glasses.

I'll show him what an old pro can do.

Okay, ready, everyone.

This is a take. Quiet.

'"Hawaiian Spy," take 14.'

'Roll 'em.'

Please, pass the poi.

Please?

(male 1) 'Action!'

[indistinct singing]

H-hold, hold it!

(male 1) 'Cut!'

'Alright, who's the wise guy?'

But the camera wasn't on me.

I, uh, know that.

It wasn't supposed to be.

We're selling the dance in this shot, you see?

'Okay, Joe, let's start again from the top.'

Hmm. Sellin' the dance, eh?

(male 1) 'Camera. Action.'

[indistinct singing]

Cut! Cut!

[continues singing]

Eh.

Say, uh, ha ha ha..

...uh, Mr. Flintstone

where in the script did it tell you to dance?

Okay, I don't dance.

How about if I start a fight

with the guy next to me at the la-au?

That's luau.

Uh, tell you what, Mr. Flintstone

you sit down and say your line

and I'll see you get a close-up.

- A close-up? - A close-up.

It's a deal.

Make up!

Coming right up, Fred.

Not so hard.

Why did I become a director?

I liked being a book keeper.

(Fred) 'Ready anytime you are, Mr. Stoneheart.'

Uh, yeah.

Camera.

'Action. It's a take.'

Uh, pass the..

...t-the, uh..

Eh..

(Stoneheart) 'What seems to be wrong now?'

I forgot my line.

I'm telling you, Mr. Crater, he's got to go.

He's blowing my budget sky high yet.

I refuse to act with that, uh, that, uh..

...that, uh..

You take the words right from my mouth.

He's out, now!

He stays.

Flintstone won my contest

and he's staying in my picture.

You should read his contest entry.

He's a champion athlete.

'Water skis, swims, climbs mountains.'

'Wrestles dinosaurs.'

So that makes him an actor?

(Mr. Crater) 'No, makes him a stuntman.'

'Know what I mean?'

Ho ho ho.

C.W., you are a genius.

Call in your writers, Sam.

We're gonna put some stunts in this show

that'll make your hair grow again.

So I, uh, ha ha

looked at the film and I knew

we had to give you a bigger part.

You were bound to recognize my talent.

Yeah, uh, now remember

you're king Maheya Heya.

I'm king Maheya Heya.

- 'You stand proud.' - Proud.

- 'Wave to your people.' - Ah, the people.

- I wave. - 'Get it?'

Yep, yep. Hi, people.

Say, that's very good, very good.

You-you've got a sense of humor too.

Okay.

Now, let's get out there and do it.

Out there?

Uh, yeah, you know?

You swim out and ride the wave in.

Oh, b-but, uh, b-b-but, uh..

You're a champion athlete, aren't you?

Still, uh, but, but, but..

Go, man, go.

What's Fred doing out there?

I don't know

but I don't like it.

Hold on, here he comes.

(Stoneheart) 'Okay, we're gonna make a tape.'

'Stand up.'

'Ride it.'

'That's fine.'

Wave, Flintstone.

Wave and smile.

'Great, Flintstone, great.'

Gee, I'm pretty good.

Careful, Fred!

Watch out!

crash

What Fred needs is a good stuntman.

Poor Fred.

I wonder what contest we have to enter

to get him off this picture.

Okay, Larry, uh, let's do it as we rehearsed it.

The, uh, beast is tied up good and strong, isn't he?

Yes, Larry. As long as you're in the shot.

Roll 'em!

Action!

'That's it, Larry. Make it look real.'

[roaring]

Cut!

Okay, Flintstone, you're in.

What? Wha-wha-what am I in?

W-w-what do I do?

Oh, quit kidding, Flintstone

you're a champion, aren't you?

Yeah, b-b-but..

You wrestle the dinosaur.

Wrestle the dinosaur?

[gasping] I get it, Betty

it's our letter.

They're making Fred do everything we said he could do

that he can't.

So far, Fred's doin' all the work.

Some He-Man that Larry Lava.

Yeah.

I may wash my hand after all.

[growling]

I'm supposed to wrestle that dinosaur?

Okay, cut her loose.

It's a long shot, Joe.

[growling]

(Stoneheart) 'Will you start wrestling, Flintstone?'

'You're wasting film.'

Oi, some champion.

For me, he's nothing but a financial disaster.

(Larry) 'And he's a big sissy too.'

Don't you dare speak of my husband that way.

You and your silly old show.

Come on, Fred, I'm not gonna stand around

and let them make a fool of you.

We're leaving.

Help. Get him off of me.

- Help! - Fred.

boink

Beat it, buster.

[whining]

Let's go home, Fred.

Wilma, baby, I'm with you.

Hey, you two, wait for us.

My that's a pretty table.

I hope Fred appreciates all this fuss.

Well, he needs a little morale booster right now.

They didn't treat him very nice in Hawaii, did they?

No. And it was all my fault.

So I wanna try and make it up to him.

(Betty) 'Say, your steaks are about ready, Wilma.'

'Well, I better be going.'

Bye, Betty.

Oh, uh, Wilma

Barney got some beautiful pictures

of you and Fred and the dinosaur.

You want to come over later and see them?

Oh, oh, oh, honey, no, thanks.

If there is one subject we never mention in this house

you just mentioned it.

Sorry, Wilma.

Oh, don't forget the steak.

(C.W.) 'No, not that part, Goldrock.'

'I wanna see what comes next again.'

But, C.W., Larry's not in that.

I know that, Goldrock

'but we got to talk about the Rock Toasties image.'

'Take a look.'

(Goldrock) 'C.W.'

'you want a whole show'

'around that fat contest winner?'

(C.W.) 'No, I want a show starring his wife.'

'She's a girl after my own heart.'

'Spunk, energy, fire.'

Beat it, buster.

Get her on the phone.

Gee, I better take off the steaks.

[phone ringing]

Oh, dear.

Hello.

Yes, this is Mrs. Flintstone.

Oh, hello, Mr. Goldrock.

Yes, I'll speak with Mr. Crater.

Gee, wonder what he wants.

[dramatic music]

Oh, no, not again.

No, Mr. Crater, I won't change my mind.

Wilma oughta have a long talk with Smokey the Bear.

(Wilma) 'I'm terribly sorry, but'

'that's just the way it is.'

On the telephone.

That's the last straw.

(Wilma) 'We appreciate the trip to Hawaii, Mr. Crater.'

She's talkin' to that sponsor.

'I'm terribly flattered that you wanna build a show around me.'

Build a show around Wilma?

Of course, I'm honored

that you and Mr. Goldrock think you could make me a star.

Wilma, they're tryin' to take you from me.

'No, no, the way I look at it, I am a star.'

'I'm Mrs. Fred Flintstone.'

'And that's good enough billing for me.'

Oh, you'll just have to find yourself another girl

with spunk, energy and fire.

Fire! Oh, my gosh, the steaks.

Goodbye, Mr. Crater, happy ratings.

Oh, Fred, I did it again.

I burnt your steak.

Yes, Wilma. And you know what I'm gonna do about it?

'What?'

[chuckling]

I'm gonna take you out

and buy you the biggest dinner you ever had

you living doll, you.

Oh, Fred. I should burn your steaks more often.

Burn steaks, fight dinosaurs

do anything you want, Wilma.

As long as you're Mrs. Fred Flintstone

it's okay with me.

Oh...Fred.

[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!