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: Sorry I'm late. Had car trouble, I picked up a nail.
[Shows everyone a bandaid on his dirty foot
] Mr. Slate
: Thank you for sharing that with us, Mr. Flagstone. May we continue?
: Gentlemen, please, I can't endorse this modernization if it means laying off all those workers. Some of them have been here since the beginning of time. Cliff Vandercave
: What if I could quadruple your income? Mr. Slate
: I'll miss them. You were saying?
: Well, I'm not going to jail, but it won't be easy finding a new job. What kind of reference is Mr. Slate gonna give me after I destroyed his quarry. Betty Rubble
: Aw Fred, it wasn't your fault, I'm sure Mr. Slate will understand. Mr. Slate
: Flint-stoooooooooone! Fred Flintstone
: Sure, now he gets my name right.
: How did this happen? Fred Flintstone
: Well, it all started when I lent money to Barney so he could adopt a baby. Mr. Slate
: Not that. How did this happen to Cliff?
[shows Cliff trapped in a hard rough substance
] Fred Flintstone
: Well, the machine went haywire and the rocks got crushed up and mixed with the water, and it got onto Cliff. Mr. Slate, I'm sorry. Mr. Slate
: Sorry? I love this stuff! I'm gonna name it after my daughter, Concretia.
: When Fred Flintstone comes by to see me, tell him to wait because I'm speaking with the vice president. Mimi
: You got it, Poopsie. Mr. Slate
: Shhh! Mimi, please. Not with the poopsie. Mr. Slate
: [to himself as he's walking back to his office
] Ever since that last office party I've been Poopsie. I wondered what happened.
: See? I'm no Scrooge. Fred Flintstone
: No, I am.
George Nate Slate
: [after he knocks Barney wig off
] Rubble! George Nate Slate
: Hold on you phony! Barney Rubble is your girlfriend? Fred Flintstone
: Oh After all these years sir, I can't believe you're not a Woman. George Nate Slate
: [Rips Fred's Moustache off
] Well can you believe your both fired Flintstone? Fred Flintstone