Original subtitles

Well, there's gotta be some reason you're so nice to me.

Fred, I didn't buy a thing.

Now sit down and eat your dinner

while I give the baby his bottle.

Okay, but I don't understand it.

Huh? Baby? What baby?

- We don't have a baby. - Isn't he cute, Fred?

Wilma, how closemouthed can you be?

Why didn't you tell me this morning?

I would've stayed home from work.

I didn't know this morning. He's been only here ten minutes.

Ten minutes?

(Wilma) 'I hope you don't mind babysitting with him'

'while I play bridge tonight.'

Tonight? You think you ought to so soon?

[theme music]

[whistles]

[siren wailing]

[whistles]

screech

[music continues]

screech

bam

bam

[music continues]

mwah

Come on, Fred, step on it.

I don't wanna be late for work again.

Keep your fur shirt on, Barney.

I can't go any faster, not with all this signals.

ding

screech

Oh, no, not another one.

- I'll get fired for sure. - Don't worry, pal.

I'll take the freeway and duck all the lights.

But, Fred, there's too much traffic on the freeway.

Not now, Barney. The peak hour is past.

Hold on, pal. Here we go.

Now, Fred, no, no, hold it.

Not yet. Now. No, no, wait.

- Now. No, no, hold it. Wait-- - Quiet. Quiet!

I'm doing the drivin' and here's our chance.

swoosh

Made it.

Now watch us make time.

Barney?

Where are you, Barney?

Right here. Where else the way you drive.

[horns honking]

[imitates] "We'll take the freeway and duck all the lights."

You and your brilliant ideas.

[horn blaring]

Hey, Fred, here comes one of those little foreign jobs

with the engine in the back.

How do you like that?

We sit here while he goes through.

Huh. Come on, you guys, keep moving.

squawk squawk

It's a living.

screech

Here we are, Barney. I'll pick you up tonight.

Right, Fred. So long.

ring ring

Good morning, Mr. Rubble. Kind of late, aren't you?

And how? Take me up fast, will you, Lester?

Sure. Hey, Bill, take us up to the fifth floor.

Right, Les. Giddy up, Matilda.

thump thump thump

- Good morning, Miss Pebble. - Good morning, Barney.

Mr. Granite wants to see you.

screech

- Mr. Granite? - Yeah.

He's been shoutin' for you all mornin'.

clank clank clank

Oh, boy. This is it.

I've been late everyday this week.

[clears throat] Uh, you wish to see me, sir?

(Mr. Granite) 'You bet I do.'

Come in here and close that door, Rubble.

Rubble? Last week, it was Barney.

Too late for the coffee break again this morning, eh, Rubble?

Uh, uh, I-I can explain, sir.

'I've been looking for you all morning.'

'Sit down!'

'Not on the floor, dumbbell. In the chair.'

Oh, oh, yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Rubble, do you know what these are?

Oh, sure, Mr. Granite, two tickets for tonight's fight.

Gosh, they're impossible to get.

H-how did you do it, Mr. Granite?

[chuckles] Well, I'll tell you, Rubble.

I got them because I'm a big man in this town.

I fought and I clawed my way up

through the business jungle until today.

I'm on top of the heap. King of the jungle.

And to you, Rubble, my loyal subject

I give these fight tickets I fought so hard for.

'You're givin' me the tickets?'

That's right.

Oh, well, gee, thanks, Mr. King Of The Jungle sir.

But how come you're not going?

My wife won't let me.

Oh, boy, here comes Fred.

Watch his eyes bug out when he sees these tickets.

(Fred) 'Hiya, Barney.'

Hop in, pal.

What's new, Barney?

I've been waiting for you to ask me that.

- 'This is new.' - Wowee!

crash

Two tickets to tonight's fights?

Where did you get them, Barney?

The king of the jungle gave them to me.

- Your boss? - Yup.

- The queen wouldn't let him go. - His wife?

[laughs]

Oh, that's a riot. His wife wouldn't let him go.

That's rich, ain't it?

Wilma, are you sure Fred won't mind babysitting tonight?

Of course not, Edna.

When I tell him this is the last night

of the bridge tournament and how badly we need you

on the team, he'll be glad to sit with little Egbert.

Oh, sure, and my Barney will come over and keep Fred company.

That's right, Betty, tonight's their night

to watch the fights on TV anyway.

Wonderful.

I'll put Egbert in your bedroom

and see you in a couple of hours.

We'll pick you up, Edna. I have the car tonight.

Thanks a lot, girls. So long.

(Wilma) See you later.

Wilma, are you sure Fred won't blow his top?

No, but just the same

I'll fix a big dinner and get him in a good mood.

Hmm, that's a good idea. I'll do the same for Barney.

With full stomachs, those two are as calm as beached whales.

See you after dinner, Barney boy.

Right, Fred, we'll get an early start.

[humming]

Wilma, I'm home. Let's eat.

Frederick, darling.

Oh, I'm so glad you're home, dearest.

Dinner is all ready.

mwah

Oh, my great big working man must be starved.

I'll set the table while you clean up.

Don't be long, honey. I've got your favorite dish tonight.

'Brontosaurus cutlets.'

"Fred Flintstone". I'm in the right house alright.

'Hurry, dear, dinner is served.'

Hold it. Hold it.

Hold it!

Alright, let me see it.

- 'And how much was it?' - See what, Fred?

The new fur dress you bought today.

I didn't buy a new fur dress, Fred.

- Alright, the new hat then. - 'I didn't buy a hat either.'

Well, there's gotta be some reason you're so nice to me.

Fred, I didn't buy a thing.

Now sit down and eat your dinner

while I give the baby his bottle.

Okay, but I don't understand it.

Huh? Baby? What baby?

- We don't have a baby. - Isn't he cute, Fred?

Wilma, how closemouthed can you be?

Why didn't you tell me this morning?

I would've stayed home from work.

I didn't know this morning. He's been only here ten minutes.

Ten minutes?

'I hope you don't mind babysitting with him'

'while I play bridge tonight.'

Tonight? You think you ought to so soon?

We're having a playoff at the bridge club

and Edna Bowler's regular babysitter couldn't make it.

'So I told Edna you wouldn't mind sitting'

'with her little Egbert.'

Fred? Fred, you're turning red as a lobster.

Now don't blow your top.

It's my top and I'll blow it if I want to.

[grunts]

Do you feel better now, Fred?

Listen, Wilma, I got a big fat scoop for you.

Barney and I are going to the fights tonight.

We are not sitting for any little Egghead.

- Egbert, dear. - Okay, Egbert.

We are going to the fights.

F-I-T-E-S. Fites.

And that's final.

Now you listen to me, Fred.

'You and Barney are normally the most considerate men I know'

but you knew Betty and I were going to play bridge tonight

and you said Barney and you were going to watch the fights on TV.

'So I thought surely'

you would be kind and thoughtful enough

to help us out when our bridge team is in a jam.

But you just forget it.

Don't worry about us, dear.

'We girls will stay home and lose the tournament.'

Okay, Wilma, I'll stay home.

Thanks, Fred.

I don't know how I'll explain it to Barney though.

He'll think I lost my mind.

[doorbell ringing]

Come in.

(Barney) Hello, Fred.

Turn on the TV. We don't wanna miss the fights.

- You too, Barney? - Me too, Fred.

- What happened? - The whole bit.

You know, the big hello, the big dinner.

Then the big news about babysittin'.

I blew my top, we acted up

I felt like a heel and here I am.

- Women, ugh. - Yeah.

- You can't beat 'em. - And you can't join 'em.

We're leaving now, boys. Are you comfortable?

(Betty) 'Have you got enough sandwiches?'

[mumbling]

- So long, Fred. - So long, Barney.

(Betty) 'And don't forget to look in on the baby.'

[mumbling]

You know, this ain't so bad, Fred.

We're comfortable. No crowds.

No parking problems. This ain't bad at all.

Yeah, I guess you're right, Barney.

Hey, turn on the TV. It's time for the big fight.

There we are, pal.

(man on TV) 'Hello there, sports fans.'

'Tonight's the big fight night, right?'

'As you know, this bout is blacked out'

'for a radius of 25 miles in this area.'

'Sorry.'

'However, we will keep you informed'

'with round-by-round reports.'

'Meanwhile, for your entertainment'

'we have Alice Blue Jean and her magic banjo.'

'Miss Blue Jean.'

[banjo music]

Oh, no, you don't.

(Barney) 'Fred, wait, you'll wake the baby.'

crash

That for Alice Blue Jean and her magic banjo!

[wailing]

- I'll stop that! - Easy, Fred.

He's only a baby.

[Egbert wailing]

Quiet!

Gee, Fred, you sure can handle kids.

Nothing to it if you know child psychology.

- Hey, the fight. - What about it, Fred?

We got tickets. We could go see it.

What about Egbert? We can't leave him alone.

Well, we'll take him with us.

With a name like that he's gonna

have to learn how to fight.

[both laughing]

That's funny, Fred.

- Except for one thing. - 'Yeah, what's that, pal?'

- I tore up the tickets. - You tore up the tickets?

That's right, Fred, and I threw the pieces away.

He tore up the tickets.

[sobs] Of all the dumb things to do.

The tickets are gone!

[crying] He tore 'em, mama!

Oh, Barney, how could you?

[crying]

I hate to see a grown man cry.

[both crying]

[wailing]

Quiet!

Barney, I just thought of something.

Joe Rockhead lives outside the blacked-out area.

'We'll watch the fight on his TV.'

That's a great idea, Fred.

But aren't you forgettin' Egbert?

We'll take the kid with us.

What's the difference if we babysit here

or at Joe Rockhead's house?

[Egbert wailing]

What's wrong with little Egbert?

Search me.

Why don't you try singing to him?

Singing? Okay.

♪ Rock-a-bye baby ♪

♪ In the treetop ♪

♪ When the wind blows ♪

♪ The cradle will rock ♪

♪ Or when the bough breaks-- ♪

Quiet!

[Egbert wailing]

That's better.

bang bang bang

Come on, Joe, open up. It's Fred and Barney.

bang bang bang

Guess he ain't home, Fred.

woof woof

Hey, it's Joe's pooch.

Relax, boy, we're just gonna watch TV.

'Well, there's only one thing to do.'

You're gonna break the door down?

Right.

crash

Come on in, Barney. Let's watch the fight.

I gotta put Egghead, uh, Egbert to bed first.

Oh, boy, I hope the fight's not over yet.

Ladies and gentlemen..

How about that? It's just startin'.

Introducing in this corner

'at 235 pounds'

'the challenger Rocky Gibraltar.'

Attaboy, Rocky.

And in this corner wearing spotted trunks

'the champion at 242 pounds'

'Blarney Stone.'

Oh, it's gonna be a good one. Hurry up, Barney.

Comin', Fred, comin'.

Now you stay here while Uncle Barney watches the fights.

[babbling]

(male commentator) 'Rocky jabs with a left, the champ dances away.'

'And there's the bell. Oh, what a fight.'

Hey, Barney, how's the baby?

Sleepin' like a baby. What else?

[babbling]

- Sleepin' like a baby, huh? - That's right.

[Egbert babbles]

What do you think just went by, a street car?

Can't you do anything right?

Put the baby to bed quick. The next round's comin' up.

Right, Fred. Here, Egbert. Here, Egbert.

[babbling]

[babbling]

Company, halt.

About face.

Forward hut.

How about that, Fred?

I guess Uncle Barney knows how to handle kids too.

[audience cheering on TV]

Hut, two, three, four. Hut, two, three, four.

Hut, two, three, four. Hut, two, three, four.

On the double. Hut, two, three four.

Hut, two, three, four. Company, halt.

Now this time, stay in bed

like a good little egghead, okay?

[babbling]

arf arf

That's a good little pooch.

Keep an eye on Eggy, huh.

[barks]

(male commentator) 'Rocky jabs with a left, the champ dances away.'

'And there's the bell. What a fight!'

Hey, Barney, come on. You're missin' all the action.

I'll be right there, Fred. Now go to sleep now, Egbert.

Uncle Barney will be in the next room.

I got the baby in bed. What round is it?

[bell rings] Third round comin' up. Hurry.

(male commentator) 'Rocky comes out fast and jabs lightly.'

thump thump thump

'The champ dances away.'

'Both boys are looking for an opening.'

'And now Rocky comes back strong.'

'And they're slugging it out toe to toe.'

Come on, champ! Use the right! The right!

Let him have it, Rocky.

thump thump thump

[babbling]

[barks]

[cooing]

[barks]

[cooing]

[barks]

[laughing]

(male commentator) 'They're coming out for the ninth round now.'

'And so far the fight seems to be pretty even.'

Egbert, what are you doin' out of bed?

Hey, the baby jumped out of the window.

After him, Fred. He's going around the front.

I'll head him off.

(male commentator) 'The champ is down. He's down.'

'And the crowd is going wild.'

- Come on, Fred. - I'm comin', Barney.

(male commentator) 'Here's the count.'

'One'

'two'

'three'

'four'

'five'

'six'

'seven..'

crash

Boy! Ha-ha.

What an office party! Wowee!

[chuckles] I sure told the boss what I thought of him.

And that homely-looking secretary.

[chuckles] She kept getting prettier and prettier.

"I like you, Joe Rockhead," she says to me.

"You remind me of my mother, uh, uh, father."

Hey!

My front door is busted down.

Yeah, it must be burglars. I'll catch 'em red-handed.

'Okay, you guys, I got you surrounded.'

bam

Oh, there you are!

Stop squirming or I'll, I'll..

Yike!

[babbles]

You're a baby.

I've heard of juvenile delinquency

but this is ridiculous.

Come back here, Egghead.

His name is Egbert.

Well, whatever it is, he's the fastest kid in town.

screech

There he goes, Barney. He's under that rock.

- Go get him. He likes you. - Oh, okay, Fred.

Egbert, i-it's me. U-Uncle Barney.

Come on out, Eggy. Come to your Uncle Barney.

That's it, Egbert.

Hold my hand. Ouch!

What's the matter with you, Barney?

- Come on. Get that kid. - He bit my finger.

(Fred) 'So how hard can a kid bite?'

Oh, get out of my way. I'll get him myself.

Alright, Egghead. Come on out.

Ah, I got you, you little rascal.

Yow!

(male #1) 'Now let's get this straight.'

Your name is Rockhead.

You got home from an office party.

Your door was busted in

and you captured this baby bandit in the house.

That's right, sergeant.

Oh, they're startin' pretty young these days, huh?

Of course. Infant delinquents.

Lock him up!

I'll figure a charge when I find out

who this baby belongs to.

[babbling]

Boy, if there's one thing I dread

it's the office party season.

I'm getting pooped.

Oh, look, Fred.

He climbed up the tree like it was nothin'.

'It must be at least a 100 feet high.'

(Fred) 'Good. We got him trapped.'

A little higher, Fred. I can't reach that first branch.

- 'Upsy-daisy.' - Daisy?

It's a pretty fat daisy, isn't it?

[groaning]

Got it, Fred.

Now hold on, Egbert. I-I'll be right up.

Attaboy, Barney. We're doin' fine.

We're getting closer, closer.

We're almost to the top.

Now grab him. We got him!

(Barney) 'Yow!'

thud

Now what? We had him in our hands.

He bit our finger again.

I've been watchin' you two.

Now what do you think you're doin'?

[stammers] Nothin', nothin', officer. Nothin' at all.

Except our baby is stuck up on that tree.

Maybe you better come downtown with me.

I.. A baby in a tree? Yikes!

I better call the fire department.

[siren blaring]

- 'I got him, chief.' - Good. Bring him down.

(male #2) 'Ouch! Boy, this kid's got sharp teeth.'

'Who does this, uh, baby belong to?'

Uh, me, sir. It's little Egbert.

(male #2) 'Here, papa.'

[snickers]

Youch!

Oh, I'm so grateful to Fred and Barney

for babysitting with my little Egbert.

Think nothing of it, Edna.

They were only too happy to do it.

Girls, here's another newsflash about that baby up in a tree.

Friends, that baby in a tree item reported earlier

proved to be a hoax.

The baby turned out to be a little brontosaurus

'dressed up as a child.'

[laughs] 'A practical joke.'

Some joke. They ought to arrest whoever thought that one up.

And here's a picture of the practical jokers

as they were being booked by the police.

- 'Barney?' - 'Fred?'

Barney and Fred?

But if they're in jail, where's my baby?

Talking about babies, we have one that is lost.

'If you know this little fellow'

'please contact the police at once.'

[gasps] It's my Egbert.

Okay, lady, take your baby home.

But keep an eye on him.

'We're not too sure he didn't try to rob a house.'

Uh, sergeant, could we see those two terrible men

who put the brontosaurus in the tree?

I don't know why, but go ahead.

Thank you, sergeant.

Wilma?

Hiya, Betty. He-he-he.

Alright, let's hear it.

It better be good, Barney.

Well, uh, it-it all started

when the TV was blacked out and, uh--

A-and I tore up the tickets and, and, uh

and the baby jumped out of the window and--

Oh, skip it. We'll see you in 30 days.

It'll take longer than that to explain the whole story.

Fred? Barney?

What are you guys doin' in jail?

- Hey, that's Joe Rockhead. - Hiya, Joe.

Hey. Wait till you guys hear what happened to me.

I came home from a party, see, a-and guess what.

Your door was broken down.

Yeah, but you'll never guess what I found inside.

- 'A baby.' - Right.

But how did you guys know?

It's goin' on all the time, Joe.

It's goin' on all the time.

[theme music]

[yawns]

[music continues]

creak

creak

boing

bam bam bam

Wilma!

[banging on door]

'Wilma!'

'Come on, Wilma, open this door!'

'Wilma!'