The Flintstones

Wilma, it's me, Fred.

Wake up, Wilma. There's nothing to be scared about.

Excuse me, Wilma, I didn't know you had company.

I'll be back later.

Get your hands off her, you monster!

Get out!

Wilma, help!

Hold it, Betty. That's Fred's voice.

It is Fred.

It's a great script, Mr. Sandstone.

We're ready to shoot our new low-budget, one-day quickie horror movie.

Yes.

And what a title:

And what a plot: The monster comes from the tar pits...

and falls in love with a beautiful girl.

In a month, everybody will steal it.

Good. Who's in it?

Gary Granite, Rock Pile, and a new girl.

- What's her name? - Wednesday Tuesday.

Or is it Tuesday Wednesday? I can't remember.

Okay, get it rolling.

If it's not better than your last picture, turn in your sports car.

- One thing, Mr. Sandstone. - Yes, what is it?

- May I call you Sandy? - No.

Very well, Mr. Sandstone. One more little thing.

- We'll have to build a town set. - Build a town set?

- Why, our budget won't stand for that. - What'll we do? We need a town.

Use a real town. That way, we get the buildings for free...

and we can use the townspeople as extras.

You know, they eat that stuff up, anyway.

Say, that is great. That is large thinking, sir.

- Very, very large. - Thank you.

It's nothing, nothing at all.

- But what town, sir? - What town? Why, that's easy.

Now, there's the whole flat world as we know it.

We'll pick out a town. Let's see.

We'll take this one. Which one is it?

It says "Bedrock."

That's a town?

It sounds so basic, solid, down-to-earth.

All right, now get going, my boy. And bring me back a picture.

Yes, sir.

One quickie, low-budget picture made in Bedrock coming up.

Wash day.

If there's anything I hate...

more than anything else in the whole world...

it's doing the laundry.

She hates doing the laundry? She.

We interrupt this program...

to bring you a flash from Hollyrock.

Miracle Pictures is going to use...

our town of Bedrock...

for the locale of their next picture.

And get this:

Auditions are going to be held...

and some of our very own citizens...

may be used in the picture...

which will star Gary Granite!

Appearing with him...

will be Rock Pile...

and that new, exciting starlet...

Wednesday Tuesday.

Or is it Tuesday Wednesday?

Oh, my, oh, me.

Betty. quick!

I heard it, Wilma.

Imagine, Gary Granite, right here in Bedrock.

And Rock Pile, too.

And what's her name, Thursday Friday.

- You mean Wednesday Tuesday. - Yeah. She's so cute.

And they're going to use the people of Bedrock as extras.

Why don't we go down and audition, just for fun?

We'll call ourselves the no-talent sisters.

At least you can do swell bird calls.

And you can wow them...

with that soft-shoe bit you do every New Year's Eve.

- Is it a deal? - Okay.

- I'll ask Barney when he comes home. - And I'll ask Fred.

I know what he's going to say: "No!"

But I don't care.

Can you imagine?

- Here we are, Fred. - Thanks, Barney-boy.

I'll see you after dinner.

After a tough day like today, I am ready for my nourishment.

Me, too. I hope Betty has dinner ready.

I'm coming up the walk, Wilma. Start putting the food on the plate.

I'm coming through the door.

And I'm one of the hungry ones tonight.

Wilma, where's my dinner?

Hey, Wilma.

It's me, Fred.

- Hello, Fred. - Boy, did you have me worried.

I thought for a minute I'd have to fix my own dinner.

How can you even think of food at a time like this...

when they're going to make a picture right here in town.

- Make a picture? - Yes.

And get this: with Gary Granite!

Gary Granite. Who's he?

He is a big movie star.

And if you didn't happen to spend all your spare time in a bowling alley...

you'd know who he is.

Oh. yeah?

Well, I happen to know who you are.

You are my wife...

and you are supposed to have dinner ready for me when I get home...

Gary Granite or no Gary Granite.

What has Gary Granite got that I haven't got?

I can tell you what. His dinner, that's what.

Droll, very droll.

I'm surprised at you, Wilma, falling for all that mushy stuff.

The trouble with you, Fred, is that you have no romance in your soul.

You're wrong there, Wilma, wrong again.

I'll tell you my trouble.

I've got no food in my stomach.

And I'm going out to get some...

while you look through your movie magazines.

If I run into Gary Cobblestone, or whatever his name is...

I'll give him your regards.

Oh, that Fred.

He didn't even give me a chance to ask him about the audition.

You mean they're gonna make a movie here in Bedrock?

That's right. isn't that thrilling?

And they're gonna use the people here for extras?

Wilma and I thought we'd go down to the audition.

If it's okay with you and Fred, that is.

It's okay with me, Betty.

Thanks, Barney. You're the sweetest.

Keep saying it. I like it.

I'll call Wilma and tell her I can make it.

- Hey, Barney. - Hello, Fred.

- Did you hear the big news? - Yeah, I heard it.

I'm on my way down to Rocky's Cafe to get a bite to eat.

- Do you want to join me? - Sure.

Betty was so excited, she forgot to make dinner.

And then Fred stomped out of the house before I even had a chance to ask him.

Gee, that's a shame. Barney said it was okay for me to try.

I didn't get a chance to ask Fred, so he didn't get a chance to say no...

so I'll take a chance and go with you tomorrow.

Delicious.

Give me brontosaurus ribs every time, Barney...

I could eat a carload of them.

Me, I'll take a pterodactyl drumstick every time, Fred.

Love these drumsticks.

How about shooting a game of billiards before we go home, Barney-boy?

Lead on, Freddie-boy, lead on.

I'm with you.

You know something, Barney?

I just can't understand some people.

Just because some movie company is arriving tomorrow...

they get all excited.

Movie being made here. Big deal.

Ridiculous, isn't it, the way people act?

I don't know, Fred. A lot of people will get a bang out of it.

A lot of people, maybe, but not the sophisticated types like us.

The plane with the movie crowd arrives at 6:00 tomorrow morning.

- You say 6:00? - I'll bet the place will be mobbed with...

Sure, with a lot of numbskulls.

6:00, huh?

Boy, not even the birds are up yet.

Fred, I just remembered something.

I'm kind of tired. I ought to get to bed early.

- Do you mind if we go home now? - Not at all, Barney.

Kind of feel like hitting the sack myself. I'm kind of beat.

Attention. Special movie flight now arriving at Gate...

Stanley, what gate did you say?

Gate Four.

Arriving at Gate Four.

No autographs, please.

Here they come!

Here comes Wednesday Tuesday.

Tuesday Wednesday, what're you doing Saturday?

- Fred, what're you doing down here? - Oh, boy.

I just came to see how many numbskulls would show up.

It looks like one more numbskull showed up than I expected.

There's Betty and Wilma.

That Rock, he is a doll.

- Let's beat it before they see us. - Yeah, we're supposed to be working.

- Wasn't that exciting, Betty? - I'll say.

- You know what I did? - What?

I touched Rock Pile when he went by.

You did?

I'm not going to wash this hand for a week.

That'll be something to tell your grandchildren.

Let's go down and audition before all the jobs are gone.

All they can do is throw us out.

There they go. Come on, Barney, I'll drive you to work.

- Fred, I've got an idea. - Like what?

Let's take the day off and go down and watch the auditions.

You're the last guy I ever thought would go for that celebrity stuff.

I've got to face it, Fred. I get a kick out of it.

Don't you get it, Barney?

It's just a publicity gag and people fall for it.

Look at all the people lined up at the casting door.

See what I mean. Numbskulls.

Makes me want to turn in my running pants...

and get out of the human race.

Come on in, Fred.

We can watch the human race make numbskulls out of themselves.

Nothing doing. I'm going to work, and I'm late now.

All right.