Would you care to dance,
Mr. Bla-Bla-Bla?
You do tango,
don't you?
Doesn't everyone?
With class, that is.
Quick, bandleader.
A tango.
Gotcha.
[Playing tango music]
Marvelous.
Where did you learn
to tango like this?
Madam, in my lofty
social strata
We aristocrats are born
doing the tango
Not to mention
every other known dance.
Part of my breeding,
you know?
Splendid.
He seems to be
enjoying himself.
You know, there's something
familiar about that face.
Monsieur.
Do you really feel
The rock market index
Is at an artificially
high apex?
Exactly.
It merely reflects
the investor's hedge
Against the current
inflationary spiral.
Then should we sell, J.F.?
If he says sell
Then sell.
[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
Come on.
Tote that boulder.
Lift that shale.
[Whistle blows]
Hey!
Wait a minute.
Hold it!
Help!
[Chattering]
How about that?
It's supposed to be
our coffee break
And these dinosaurs
move in on it.
Oh, my aching back.
Oh, my aching beak.
Hey, Flintstone, you going
to the party tonight?
Party? What party?
At the boss' house.
It's going to be
a real swinging affair.
Hmm.
That's funny.
I didn't know mr. Slate
was throwing a party.
Hey, Fred!
That's going to be some
shindig tonight, huh?
It ain't often the old man
Invites us guys
from the quarry.
Hey, wait just
a rock-Picking minute.
What's all this
about a party
At the boss' place
tonight?
And since when does he
invite the rabble?
Nothing personal,
of course.
Well, the way
I figure it
Is that slate is going to
check us all out socially
To see who gets
that new foreman job.
It's funny
you haven't heard
Because everyone
in the quarry
Was personally invited.
Everyone but me,
that is.
Oh, boy.
[Toot]
Here it is
quitting time
And I'm still
without an invite.
It's going to be
some party, eh, silt?
Yeah. We finally
made it socially.
And we'll be
rubbing elbows
With the company
brass.
Ha ha ha ha!
You're going,
ain't you, Fred?
No. I got a date
With liz taylorstone
tonight.
No kidding.
And him a married man.
Some gratitude I get
for all these years of--
Ow!
Watch it, will you?
Boy, one of these days
I'm going to really
punch that time clock
But good!
Hee hee hee hee.
The end of
another day's work
When two friends tread
happily their way home.
Hiya, happy buddy-Buddy.
Aw, shut up
and get in the car.
What did I say wrong?
I'm sorry I snapped
at you, Barney, old pal.
I understand, Fred.
It's not your fault
you're a grouch.
Oh, Barney,
I'm burning up.
My boss invited everyone
to his party but me.
I got a good mind
to quit.
Ooh, I wouldn't
do that, Fred.
It could cost you
your job.
Ha ha ha ha!
I'm sorry, Fred.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry!
Out.
Out!
Out!
I look for a shoulder
to cry on
And what do I get?
Wisecracks.
I'm sorry, Fred.
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Can I get back in?
I'm sorry.
Okay, okay.
Just knock off the
"I'm sorrys," will you?
Now get back in.
[Crash]
I'm in, Fred. I'm in.
That slate just
burns me up.
I wonder what
the fine is
For as*ault and
battering your boss?
Oh, Bamm-Bamm, would you do
auntie Wilma a favor?
Lift up the sofa
So I can vacuum
under it, please.
[Babbling]
[Babbling]
Thank you, sweetie.
It's so nice to have a man
around the house
Even if he is the strongest baby
in the world.
[Giggles]
[Doorbell rings]
Come in.
Oh, it's you,
hop-A-Roo.
[Honk honk]
[Honk honk honk]
Oh, bamm-Bamm,
I think it's time
for you to go home.
[Babbling]
Bye-Bye.
[Babbling]
[Babbling]
Pebbles.
That hop-A-Roo is not only
an expert babysitter
But he picks up
and delivers, too.
[Honk]
[Honk]
[Honk honk honk]
There's got to
be a reason.
Why wouldn't slate
invite me?
[Crash]
I'm bright
Charming, attractive
A real hit at parties.
Guess it's because
you're so modest.
Huh?
Oh, uh, yeah.
See you later, Barney.
Remember, you're having
dinner at our house!
Okay. I'll bring
my appetite.
Ha ha ha ha!
I wonder if I can sue slate
For malfracturing
my character.
If anyone deserves
that foreman's job
It's me.
I am a natural born
leader of men.
Hello.
Hello, little
pebblely-Poo.
Hello, dear.
Hiya, Wilma.
Hey!
Down, boy, down!
Not that--Dino!
Oh! Uh! Ha ha ha!
Dino loves you,
Fred.
I don't know what I got
But Dino is sure
crazy about it. Yuck!
That was sure
a good dinner, Wilma.
Thank you, Betty.
After you read the kids
their bedtime story
We'll play
a little cards, huh?
Right, Barney.
"Once upon a time
"Long, long ago
in a tiny kingdom
Lived a young girl who
was called cinderella."
Uh, cindy, for short.
"Cindy lived with her
two ugly stepsisters
"Rockella and stonetta
"Who always picked on cindy.
"And the house was run
By her grouchy
old stepmother."
She'd make a great
mother-In-Law.
Kindly spare us
the editorial comment
Will you, Fred?
Yeah, we're trying to lull
the kids to sleep.
[Babbling]
[Babbling]
Alright, alright.
Now let's see.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
"Then one day, the prince
"Who lived in a beautiful
split-Level
"Early neolithic castle
"Decided to throw a ball.
"Everyone was invited
But Fred Flintstone."
Who?
Uh, I mean, cinderella.
I was thinking of slate
Not inviting me
to his party.
Oh, that dirty--
Fred.
Okay, okay.
"But on the big night
"After the stepsisters
and stepmother
"Were gone to the ball
"A fairy godmother came to--
[Yawns]
"Cinderella,
"And...
[yawns]
"Took her to the ball.
"Dressing cindy...
"in a beautiful...
gown."
[Snores]
Well, Wilma, it worked.
They're fast asleep.
Hee hee hee.
[Snores]
[Snores]
Yeah. It worked
for them.
Now if we can just get
the kids to sleep.
[Babbling]
Ha ha ha ha!
Good night, Wilma.
Come on, Bamm-Bamm.
Good-Bye!
Good night, Pebbles.
Pleasant little dreams.
Come on, Fred.
Let's go beddy-Bye.
[Snores]
[Mumbling]
[Snores]
Oh, that Slate.
[Mumbling]
[Snores]
Fairy godmother.
[Snores]
Slate's party.
[Snores]
If I was
at slate's party...
my, my
He's a big one.
[Tsk tsk]
Come on, tubby. Wake up.
Hit the deck.
Reveille.
Rise and shine.
Huh? Wha--Who are you?
I'm your
fairy godmother.
Oh, boy, whatever I ate
Is giving me nightmares.
Do me a favor and blow.
I'm busy sleeping.
A nightmare, huh?
Well, I'll just have
to use my magic dust.
[Snoring]
[Snoring]
Come on, buster.
You haven't got
all night, you know?
Huh? What?
That's better.
You again?
Look, lady,
Will you quit
bugging me
Or do I have to
call a cop?
Tsk, tsk.
Relax, chubby.
You're going to
your boss' party.
Boss' party?
I haven't even
been invited and besides--
Will you keep quiet
for a second?
Mm! Mm!
Now then...
let's see.
What to wear?
Hmm.
Since it's formal
A top hat and tails
would be in order.
Diamond cuff links
and walking stick
Will go nicely.
Oh, and maybe a cute
little mustache.
An ascot tie
adds to the ensemble.
And, of course
Spats.
Well? What do you think?
Hey, not bad.
I guess you're
for real, after all.
Ha ha! Is slate ever
in for a surprise.
Of course, this
fairy godmother stuff
Only goes until midnight,
you know?
Oh, sure, sure.
I know the story.
I'll be back by 12:00.
Now, you'll need some
fancy transportation.
Watch that pumpkin
behind you.
How about that?
A new rockamobile
limousine.
Then there's
a chauffeur.
Pardon me while
I practice up
On my fancy trick sh**ting
with this mirror.
Hey. Where am I?
Barney, what are you
doing here?
Beats me, Fred.
I was sound asleep
at home
And suddenly
I'm here.
Hey, who's
the little old lady
With the star
on a stick?
This is my Fairy Godmother.
My neighbor Barney Rubble.
Charmed, I'm sure.
No kidding.
I had to see it
not to believe it.
There's just one thing.
What about our wives?
Relax. You'll be home
before midnight.
Besides, someone has to
stay home with the kids.
Now remember
At the stroke of 12:00
Everything goes back.
Gee, we'd better get going.
See you, fairy godmother.
Uh-Oh, I almost forgot.
Hold it.
You need one more thing.
You have no class.
What do you mean,
I ain't got no class?
There.
That's much better.
Good evening, madam.
We're off to the ball.
Now remember,
midnight is the deadline.
To the Slate estate,
bernard, quickly.
[Indistinct chattering]
Say, who's that
pulling up
In that limousine,
Slate?
I'm not sure, mr. Stucco.
Impressive looking,
isn't he?
Must be that vp
from the home plant.
They often drop in
unexpectedly.
Of course. That's it.
Look at that walk.
You can tell
he's real class.
We got to be careful with the
madistone avenue guys.
Yeah. A bad report
Could have us banned
from the cocktail circuit.
Let's roll out
the red carpet.
Come on.
Announcing
the distinguished
Mr. Frederick j.--
Uh, what did you
say your name was?
I'm not accustomed
to repeating myself
But I'll make
an exception.
The name is
Frederick J.
Bla-Bla-Bla.
Announcing Mr. Frederick
j. Bla-Bla-Bla.
My, what a distinguished
looking man.
Who is he, dear?
Oh, he's big. Real big.
Well, well.
Look who's here.
So glad you could make it,
mr. Bla-Bla-Bla.
Ah, yes.
Good evening, slate.
And this--This
beautiful creature
Must be
your daughter.
Oh ho ho ho!
What beautiful creature?
Quiet, dear.
Would you care to dance,
mr. Bla-Bla-Bla?
Madam, my cup
runneth over.
Oh, you're so suave.
You do tango,
don't you?
Doesn't everyone?
With class, that is.
Quick, bandleader.
A tango.
Gotcha.
[Playing tango music]
Marvelous.
Where did you learn
to tango like this?
Madam, in my lofty
social strata
We aristocrats are born
doing the tango
Not to mention
every other known dance.
Part of my breeding,
you know?
Splendid.
He seems to be
enjoying himself.
You know, there's something
familiar about that face.
Monsieur
Do you really feel
The rock market index
Is at an artificially
high apex?
Exactly.
It merely reflects
the investor's hedge
Against the current
inflationary spiral.
Then should we sell, j.F.?
If he says sell
Then sell.
Also, I've traveled
in 80 foreign countries
And speak six
foreign languages.
How fascinating.
So thrilling.
[Splash]
Help! Help!
Someone just fell
into the pool.
Help! Save me!
I can't swim!
I can't even dog paddle!
Forgive me, ladies.
Good heavens.
Naturally
I'm an expert swimmer
and diver.
Wow!
Look at that
fancy dive.
A one and a half in
a layout position.
Nothing to worry about.
I was captain
of the swimming team
At my alma mater,
princestone university.
How can I
thank you
For saving
my life?
Oh, tut tut, old man.
Merely routine.
Look. He didn't even
get his suit wet.
Amazing.
He just does everything.
Uh, pardon me,
mr. Bla-Bla-Bla
But I couldn't
help noticing
You bear a striking
resemblance
To an employee of mine.
No offense, of course.
But would you know
a Fred Flintstone?
Flintstone.
Flintstone.
Oh, yes. Yes.
Good man.
Excellent
executive timber.
Great potential.
I would highly
recommend him.
Flintstone?
Executive timber?
Yoo-Hoo,
mr. Bla-Bla-Bla.
Shall we tango
again?
Oh, but of course,
my dear.
The ecstasy is mine.
Oh ho ho ho!
You will excuse me, slate.
Social obligations,
you know?
If he knows Flintstone
I'd better watch my step.
What a strange name
you have
Mr. Bla-Bla-Bla.
What is a name?
A rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.
Ooh, is that Slatespeare?
No, madam, it is I
As quoted by
Slatespeare.
Oh!
It's just like dancing
on a cloud.
Oh ho ho ho!
Of course I'll follow
your suggestion
With regard to Flintstone.
Excellent, slate.
Excellent.
[Bell chimes]
Uh, what is it?
Oh, boy.
Uh, if you'll
forgive me
I've got to catch
the next
Pterodactyl flight
to new rock.
Just remembered
a board meeting.
Wait! What about
your report?
Did I pass?
Leaving so soon,
mr. Bla-Bla-Bla?
Yes, and why don't
you quit mumbling?
Quick, Barney,
bring up the car.
Hurry, before I turn into
a pumpkin or something.
Quick! Drive home
and hurry.
Right, Fred.
Hey, wait for me,
you fool!
Wait! Come back!
Oh, dear. Is he gone?
I guess we'll
never find out
Who he really was
or why he came.
Hold it, Barney!
Hold it!
Sorry, Fred.
I just did
what you told me.
Try doing what I mean,
not what I say.
We almost didn't
get away in time.
I still don't think
we did, Fred.
I got to get home.
I got to get home!
I got to get home!
I got to get home!
Fred, Fred, wake up.
I got--Guh--Oh.
Uh, where am I?
You were having
a dream, dear.
Everything's okay now.
Uh, a dream?
It was all a dream?
I don't really have
a fairy godmother.
Really, Fred.
A fairy godmother?
Oh, now go back to sleep.
Yeah, yeah, that's it.
Maybe I can
Pick up the dream
where I left off.
[Snoring]
So long, Wilma.
Bye, Pebbles.
I hope you're over
being angry
At mr. Slate, Fred.
No, I'm not angry anymore.
I'm just boiling mad!
Oh, dear, don't do
anything drastic.
Don't worry, Wilma.
I know what I'm doing
Whatever it is.
Uh-Oh.
Looks like Fred's
in a hurry this morning.
Made it!
What's all the hurry, Fred?
Because I'm going
to tell slate off good
For not inviting me
to his party
And then
I'm going to quit.
That'll show him.
Hey, that's kind of like
cutting off your nose
To spite your slate,
huh, Fred?
Ha ha ha ha!
Out.
Out.
Out!
Okay, Fred, I'm outing.
I'm outing, I'm outing.
Gee!
What a grouch.
Good morning,
Flintstone.
Did you want to
see mr. Slate?
Yeah, and you better
call out the national guard.
This might be messy.
[Tango music plays]
[Door slams opens]
Well, well.
Good morning there,
Freddy, my boy.
Got to learn to do
the tango.
Tango?
Freddy, my boy?
Congratulations.
You are my new foreman.
Yes, sir, you're it.
Me? The new foreman?
But how? I wasn't even
invited to your party.
That was just
an oversight
On my secretary's part.
Just as well, though.
One of the top brass
from back east
Mr. Bla-Bla-Bla,
Recommended you
for the job
While he was tangoing.
A mr. Bla-Bla-Bla?
Da da da dum
No.
Oh, no, no.
It couldn't be.
And Freddy-Boy
Take the day off
and celebrate.
[Door closes]
Good man,
that Flintstone.
Got it up here.
I think.
Oh, well.
Uh-Oh. Here comes Fred back.
Yabba-Dabba-Doo!
Come on, Barney!
We got places to go.
Like, uh, maybe
the unemployment office?
Forget it, Barney-Boy.
I was just appointed
the new foreman.
We're going
to celebrate.
No kidding.
B-But how, Fred?
I don't get it.
Well, don't you believe
In Fairy Godmothers,
Barn?
Uh, not lately, Fred.
Well, I sure do.
I sure do!
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
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!
05x06 - Cinderella Stone
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Living in Bedrock, Fred Flintstone works an unsatisfying job, but returns home to his wife Wilma and eventually daughter Pebbles.
Living in Bedrock, Fred Flintstone works an unsatisfying job, but returns home to his wife Wilma and eventually daughter Pebbles.