A Flintstone Christmas

Gee, mommy. Can't you go faster?

I wanna get the tree home.

Your daddy will have a great time decorating it, Pebbles.

Yeah, it's a beautiful tree, Wilma.

Thanks, Betty.

Another Christmas here already, huh, Fred?

Yeah. Heh heh. What a great time of the year, Barn.

Hey, look at those toys.

Boy, oh, boy, aren't they great?

'I never had toys like that when I was a kid.'

Yeah. The kids today don't know how good they have it.

Merry Christmas, Santa. Ho ho ho!

Ho ho ho! And a Merry Christmas to you.

Look at all those happy faces, Barn.

There's just no other holiday like it.

Yeah, that's for sure, Fred.

There you go.

And ho ho ho, my good Santa.

Ho ho ho! And a Merry Christmas!

A few more of those ho-ho-hos

and you'll be bro-o-oke for Christmas.

Well, I just can't say no to Santa Claus.

Vroom.

Well, those guys in those corny suits

aren't the real Santa Claus, you know?

Oh, I wouldn't be too sure, Fred.

He's here, he's there. He's everywhere.

- Oh, boy. - No, really, Fred.

I told you, Fred.

That's right, Barn.

You'd never catch me in one of those outfits.

Hey, Fred, look at this. Aren't they cute?

Hello, there, little dino pups.

That middle one reminds me of my boss, Mr. Slate.

I wonder if Bamm-Bamm would like a pet for Christmas.

Look, Fred, isn't he cute?

Yeah, he is kinda cute, but what can you use him for?

Well, he could be a watchdog.

This little thing?

What can he do?

- Yikes! - Bite. He he he.

'Fred, what are you doing up there?'

'I forgot to put the star on the tree last night, Wilma.'

Hand it up to daddy, Pebbles.

Be careful, daddy.

Don't worry, Pebbles, daddy knows exactly what he's doing.

Maybe you should move the ladder a little closer, Fred.

Now, Wilma, have a little confidence.

That's what I have, Fred. A little confidence.

Do you think it's safe to go in

if a mighty gut isn't through with his breakfast?

Oh, Barney, pull the bell.

Okay, but he can get real mean.

Ding ding ding.

That must be the Rubbles.

Barney said he'd drop by and take me to work.

'I'll get it.'

No, no. No, no, no, Dino.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Slurp slurp slurp

Stop it, Dino!

- Stop it! - Down, Dino, down!

Come on in. Fred's decorating the tree.

Crash.

Oh, it is a beautiful tree.

Yeah, especially that fat little ornament. Ha ha ha.

Very funny, Barney.

Now stop with the jokes and get me down.

Okay, Fred, okay.

Don't forget your Christmas spirit.

Oh, sure. Ho ho ho.

Have you asked Fred about, you know?

Twice and he said no, no too.

You know, but the third time's the charm.

I hope.

Well, I gotta admit, Fred, it looks pretty good.

Yep. Now I gotta find a place for this last ornament.

No problem, Fred.

Here's the perfect place for it.

Are you kiddin', Barn?

This is the perfect spot for it.

I wouldn't hang it there, Fred.

"I wouldn't hang it there, Fred." Why not?

Uh, don't look now, Fred, but here comes the why not?

Crash

You okay, daddy?

Yeah.

Good thinking, Fred.

You broke the tree's fall.

Barney, get me out of here.

Oh, don't worry, Fred. Bamm-Bamm will fix it.

After all, he's the strongest little boy in the world.

'That's very nice, Bamm-Bamm.'

Thank you, Auntie Wilma.

Why don't you and Pebbles listen to some records?

'Mommy has to talk to daddy.'

Okay, mommy. Come on, Bamm-Bamm.

Okay.

Oh, uh, Fred.

It's the day before Christmas and there's the party tonight.

Right, the Ladies' Auxiliary Party

for the Bedrock Orphanage and...

Yeah, I know what you're gonna ask, Betty

and for the third time, the answer is no.

Hey, uh, what are they gonna ask, Fred?

We want Fred to play Santa.

It would be a joke, Wilma.

The guys at work would never let me live it down.

Besides, where would you get a suit big enough to fit him?

You see what I mean?

Come on, Barn, we'd better get to work.

- Have a good day, dear. - Oh, thanks, Betty.

Thought I forgot, huh? He he he.

It sure is hard to stay mad at him.

Screech.

- Thanks, Barney. See you later. - Uh, just be good today, Fred.

Remember, Santa comes tonight

and he knows who's been naughty and who's been nice.

"He knows who's been naughty and who's been nice."

Oh, boy.

Hey, Fred.

Mr. Slate's waitin' to see you in his office.

- Uh, M-M-Mr. Slate? Me? - Don't worry, Fred.

I'll help you look for another job after the holidays.

I haven't been late. I'm conscientious.

I'm diligent. I don't take long lunch hours.

What does he wanna see me for?

Ting.

Goin' down!

What could it be?

I wonder what he wants to see me about.

Hurry it up, Otis.

This is supposed to be an express elevator.

Huh?

I treat the equipment right. I stay late sometimes.

Wow. What could it be?

- Uh, eh, excuse me. - Yes?

Um, um, uh, Mr. Slate wants to see me.

- Name? - Eh, Flintstone.

- Fred Flintstone. - One moment.

Mr. Slate, a Mr. Flintstone to see you.

Squawk.

Mr. Slate, a Mr. Flintstone is there to see you.

Send him in.

Squawk.

'Send him in.'