Fred Flintstone
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Afraid? Now let's get this straight Rubble. I don't need permission from my wife. In my cave, I reign supreme. SUPREME!
[Barney promises not to tell Wilma] Thanks pal!
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Mr. Slate, I don't think you hired me just to sit here and look pretty,
[he picks up a model house] if build houses these small, whose going to live in them.
Barney Rubble
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[to Fred about getting a job as a vice president] That does it! The only reason you got that job is 'cause I switched tests with you.
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(An angry mob about to hang Fred asks him if he knows him) Well, he used to be my best friend. In fact, it's probably because of me that you all are in this mess. (Mob leader_ Hang them both.)
Wilma Flintstone
Betty Rubble
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You know, Barney, life is funny. One minute people are your best friends, and the next you're fantasizing they're being ripped apart by a pack of rabid wolves.
Cliff Vandercave
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I have vision, and right now I have a vision of you and me dripping with coconut oil on a beach in Rockapulco with Mr. Slate's fortune to keep us company.
Miss Sharon Stone
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Mr. Flintstone, I'd like you to know that I enjoy working long hours, late nights, even weekends, so feel
free to use me
however you see fit.
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Wilma: Fred, do you have to get Dino so wound up when you come home?
Fred: It's not my fault. Maybe he'd calm down if we had him fixed!
Dino: What?
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Miss Stone:
[enters Fred's office] Uhhm! Am I interrupting?
Cliff: Not at all. Fred, I'd like you to meet Miss Sharon Stone. She's going to be your secretary
Fred: My secretary?
Miss Stone:
Personal secretary, Mr. Flintstone, that is of course, if you want me.
[Fred's tie rolls up to his chin]
Cliff: Well, then, I the two of you could get better aquainted. [closes the doors]
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Fred: You know Miss Stone, I've been signing stacks of these things for weeks now, and I hate to pry, but, what are they?
Miss Stone: Oh, just tiny little forms so that we can pay the contractors working on the modernization.
Fred: You know, (Miss Stone gets annoyed) we remodeled our kitchen a couple of years ago, and let me tell you, contractors can be real pirates. I'm going to read these over.
Miss Stone:
[pushes them aside, slides onto his desk] No! You're much too busy for that, Mr. Flintstone, and besides, reading, is my job. You wouldn't want to put poor little old me out of work now would you?
[Wilma and Pebbles walk in the room]
Fred: No.
[Miss Stone turns over, revealing her sexy body to Fred and seductively rubs his cheek]
Dictabird: Um, eh, your wife. Your, your wife.
Fred:
[while still flirting] My wife? Wilma?
[notices Wilma] Wilma! What a surprise!
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