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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(RUSTLING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(BUZZING)

(WHIMPERING)

I warned you!

Beeasauruses hate when their honey's disturbed.

Don't look at me! I never touched it.

(MUNCHING AND SLURPING)

Mmm-mmm!

-(YELPS) -I have a plan.

Dad's worksite is up ahead.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Phew! It took all morning,

but these Slate slabs are finally ready for pickup.

Why Mr. Slate prefers them like this,

I'll never understand.

(HORN WAILING)

Break time!

(SHOUTS) Yabba-dabba-doo!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING RAPIDLY)

(ALL PANTING)

Hi, Dad! We have a small...

-(BUZZING APPROACHING) -Problem.

(BUZZING)

Dino! Look out!

(GASPING)

(RUMBLES AND CRUMBLES)

(THUDDING)

(BUZZING)

(HORN WAILING)

(BUZZING)

Well, what do you know?

For once, we caught a break!

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Not really.

FRED: (EXCLAIMING) My slabs! My beautiful slabs!

(ANGRILY) Kids!

Heading off into the Crags

and luring a beeasaurus right to my job, huh?

I've had it with you kids

and your shenanigans.

You are both grounded until further notice.

Uh, I really don't wanna be this kid, Mr. Flintstone,

but technically, you can't ground me,

because you're not my parent.

So, I'm just gonna head home.

Not so fast, Bamm-Bamm.

After the infamous breakfast heist,

your mother gave me full power

to ground any male Rubble

at any time of my choosing.

Let me see that.

Huh. That is my mom's handcarving.

Wilma's running errands,

and I need to get back to work.

But I have just the thing

to make sure you two stay put.

Oh, alarmadillos!

These are the best motion sensors

money can buy.

And I've set their sights on the two of you.

(SIREN BLARING)

No, no. Not yet!

Wait till they're inside!

-(SIREN CONTINUES) -What's that lousy alarm code?

There.

Now, if either of you

set one foot on this yard,

these alarmadillos will make sure I hear about it

even all the way across town!

So, if you're planning to sneak away,

yabba dabba don't.

So much for a fun day in the Crags.

Just think of all the near-death experiences we're missing.

We can still have fun.

I've been meaning to try this

Connect-A-Bone set my mom got me.

Endless bone-filled possibilities.

Oh, relax.

Some of the toys in here are yours.

Please! I am way too old

to be playing with... (GASPS)

(SHOUTS) Rockbud!

So, that's where you've been hiding.

(BUZZING)

(GROWLS AND BARKS)

Oh, no!

Beeasaurus followed us home!

But, why?

(MUNCHING AND SLURPING)

-Mmm! -Dino!

(MUNCHING AND SLURPING)

Hey!

(MUFFLED SPEAKING) Okay.

So, we all stole honeycombs.

(GULPS) Let's just give it back.

(STERNLY) All of it.

(SQUELCHING)

(BUZZING)

There! Now, the beeasaurus

can take its honeycomb and--

-Build a giant hive. -What?

-On top of your dad's new grill. -(SHOUTS) What?

(SCREAMS) No! When dad gets home,

he'll think we lured the beeasaurus here.

We did do that.

(HYSTERICALLY) That's why he'll think it.

Wicky.

(CHIRPS)

Do you know what will happen

when it finishes building its hive?

Beeasauruses build hives

to house their entire family.

Oh, no! We can't let it finish!

We'll be grounded till the Ice Age.

Fine! I'll go scare it off.

-(ALARMADILLO GRUNTS) -Oh! Hey, we're just...

Keepin' you on your toes. Check you later!

How do we knock out that hive

if the alarmadillos

will sound the moment we set foot on the yard?

Well, your dad didn't say anything about

our feet going under the yard.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTING)

How's the dig going?

I'm through.

One busted-up hive comin' right...

(SHOUTS) Hey! Come back here and let me crush you!

(ALARMADILLO GRUNTS)

(NERVOUS LAUGHTER) Just checking.

-(BUZZING) -(YELPS)

Come on, Rockbud! (SCREAMS)

(YELPS)

-(WHEELS SQUEAKING) -(COUGHING)

Maybe we should set our sights a little higher.

(BUZZING)

Now's our chance!

One extra-long Connect-A-Bone hive-trimmer

to the rescue.

(GROANS)

I knew I should've sprung for that expansion pack.

We're on it!

More bones, comin' up!

(SQUEAKING)

(CRASHING AND RUMBLING)

Grab whatever you can.

Don't forget the fridge.

(CLANGING)

Mmm-mmm!

(BONES RATTLING)

Perfect! This will extend our reach.

(GROWLING AND BUZZING)

-(SCREAMING) -Retract the claw!

(ALL GRUNTING)

Now, what? Your dad'll be home soon.

I know! But, as long as we're both stuck inside,

the only one who could possibly reach that hive, is...

BOTH: Dino!

(WHIMPERING)

Come on, boy.

If we set one foot in the yard,

the alarmadillos will sound.

But, you! You don't have feet.

You have paws!

-(DINO GASPS) -It's okay, Dino.

All you have to do is walk over,

-smash the hive... -(DINO WHIMPERING)

...and avoid becoming a beeasaurus' pin-cushion.

I know you're scared, Dino.

But, do you know what's inside the hive?

Honey!

(SLURPING) Mmm!

(BUZZING)

The honey queen has left the hive.

Agent Scared-y Scales, you're up!

-Dino, that's you. -(WHIMPERING)

(MUMBLING)

(GRUNTING)

-(BOTH SIGH) -He didn't trip the alarm.

He just tripped.

(BARKS)

(WHIMPERING)

Don't stop now. We'll give you a lift.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SQUEALS AND BARKS)

(PANTING AND CHOMPING)

(SHOUTS) Oh, no!

-(SCREAMS) -(WHISPERS) It brought its family.

(BUZZING)

Mmm?

-(GROWLS) -(YELPS)

(GROWLS)

(METAL SCRAPING)

(WHIMPERING)

Hang in there, Dino. We're comin'.

(SCREAMING AND BARKING)

(STAMMERING) N-n-no!

We're too... Heavy.

-(ALL SCREAMING) -(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING) Foot... Must... Not... Touch... Ground.

(SHOUTS) You're not helping!

Home at last.

Well, let's see how those kiddos fared.

(GROWLING)

Oh, right. The code.

(STAMMERING) Hold on a second, here.

-(BEEPING) -(MUMBLING)

Okay. That's not right.

-What was it again? -(ALARM BLARING)

(STAMMERING) Wait! Wait! Don't!

(SHOUTING) Stop! Stop!

Cease and desist!

(ALARM BLARING)

It wasn't me.

Rubble's honor.

(BUZZING)

(ALARM BLARING)

Quick! While they're noised out.

Everyone, climb.

(ALARM BLARING)

-(ALARM BLARING) -Stop blaring that racket,

or I'll make you meet your manufacturer.

I don't need this.

You'll be hearing from my union rep.

-(BUZZING RECEDING) -All right!

Looks like they're headed

for the peace and quiet of the Crags.

(SQUELCHES)

(CLANGS)

And the grill is back in place.

Good thing you set off

those alarmadillos and scared them off.

Huh?

I didn't set them off.

But, if you didn't,

that means...

-(ALL GASP) -Dad's home!

Back inside.

FRED: Pebbles! Bamm-Bamm!

You better be in here.

Oh, there you are.

Did you stay inside, like I asked?

Our feet never touched the ground, Dad.

Hey, just like I planned.

-(DINO MUMBLING) -Well, sorry if I was harsh before.

If you and Bamm-Bamm... (MUMBLES)

(SHOUTS) What?

My floor!

My table!

My steak! (CRYING)

-(BUZZING) -My beautiful steak!

(SHOUTING) Out! Get out!

You two are grounded from being grounded

-until further, further notice! -(DOOR SLAMS)

Well, at least there's no more beeasauruses.

Plus, free honey!

(GIGGLES, CHOMPS)

Mmm. It's sticky, but it's good.

Hey, Wicky.

Do you know what beeasaurus honey is made of?

Indeed, I do.

Beeasaurus honey is made from beeasaurus vomit.

Wow! That is so fascinating.

Hey, Bamm-Bamm.

Did you know that beeasauruses vomit honey?

(MUMBLING) Yeah.

(GROANING) They're not the only ones.

(BOTH GROANING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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