You're sure you locked up, Wilma?
Yes, Fred. I took care of everything.
Did you-did you put the piano in front of the door?
(Wilma) 'Oh, Fred, will you please stop worrying?'
The police said they would give you full protection.
(Fred) 'Oh, yeah, yeah. That's right.'
(Wilma) 'Now, stop worrying'
and put out the light.
I bet that old Mangler is 200 miles from here.
(Fred) 'Yeah, sure.'
'You're right.'
'It'd be too dangerous to hang around.'
Goodnight, sweetheart.
Goodnight, Fred.
[intense music]
[theme song]
[squawking]
Yabba-dabba-doo!
♪ Flintstones meet the Flintstones ♪
♪ They're the modern Stone Age family ♪
♪ From the town of Bedrock ♪
♪ There 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 ♪♪
[instrumental music]
You know what I like about coming home
from work on Thursdays, Barney?
Oh, those smiling faces of your family
when you open the door?
Well, sure, but I was thinkin' a brontosaurus stew.
Brontosaurus stew?
Yeah. Wilma always has it for dinner on Thursdays.
[laughing]
You and your stomach, Fred.
That's all you think about.
Oh, no, it ain't.
Sometimes I think about, uh..
- Uh.. - Dessert.
Dessert!
Oh! Cut it out.
[laughing]
Well, thanks for the lift, Fred.
My turn to drive tomorrow.
Right, pal.
'Oops.'
Almost forgot my package.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, what's in there, Barney?
A little somethin' for Bamm-Bamm.
- A present. - Present?
- Is it his birthday? - 'Nope.'
Well, let me see, if it isn't his birthday
and it ain't Christmas, then what's the occasion?
Well, I don't need any special occasion
to bring presents home.
- 'You don't?' - No.
Little Bamm-Bamm likes surprises.
So I like to surprise him with a surprise once in a while.
See you later, Fred.
Surprise them with a surprise.
No, brother. This I gotta see.
Hidie-hidie-oh-oh, everybody.
- Guess who's home? - Bamm bamm bamm.
Hop hop.
- Bamm bamm bamm. - 'Hop hop.'
Hello, dear.
Your slippers are under your chair.
(Barney) 'Oh, uh, thanks, Betty.'
'And guess who this little package is for?'
Bamm-Bamm Bamm-Bamm.
[laughing] Yeah, that's right. It's for my little boy.
Oh.
[babbling]
You're welcome. Did you hear what he said?
[babbling]
[laughs]
Ah, what a cook!
Barney would get the same welcome
even if he didn't bring any present home.
Besides, he can spoil a kid that way.
[sniffs]
Mmm.
Hidie-hidie ho-ho, everybody.
Guess who's home?
[snoring]
Wilma?
Pebbles?
Gee, maybe I should've brought some presents home too.
[Dino barking]
thud
Hey, hey.
Alright, Dino. Alright.
I love you too.
(Wilma) 'Is that you, Fred?'
Oh, we didn't hear you come in.
I was giving Pebbles her bath.
Look, who's home, Pebbles.
Dada, dada.
Oh, hi, little Pebblie-poo.
(Wilma) 'Dinner will be ready in a minute, dear.'
Take your time, honey.
I just wanna sit here and enjoy your smiling faces.
Ah, Wilma, that was the best brontosaurus stew
you've ever made.
Well, thank you, dear.
Excuse me while I start the dishes.
Sure, honey. Sure.
(Barney) 'Hiya, finished dinner yet, Fred?'
Barney, old pal. Come on in.
Well, Bamm-Bamm insisted I bring him over
'so he can show Pebbles his new toy.'
Hi, Bamm-Bamm.
[babbling]
Chuk-chuk, chuk-chuk.
Oh, chu-chuk, chuk-choo.
[honking]
[giggling]
Heh he he. Ain't that cute?
[laughing]
Ah!
What was that?
[laughing]
That is the Rubble Express making it's run.
[both laughing]
Hey, what's that, Barney?
This? Oh, uh, it came this morning.
'It's a summons for jury duty.'
Jury duty? Oh-oh.
Don't worry, you can get out of that.
I don't wanna get out of it.
It's my civic duty to serve on a jury when called.
Civic duty?
Name me one thing civic ever did for you?
Well, uh, they, uh..
Yeah, yeah.
Gee, uh, I don't know, Fred.
But I still gotta report tomorrow morning at 8:00.
Hey, the clock.
Boy, that's adding insult to injury.
Oh, Fred. I almost forgot.
You received a letter this morning.
Oh, it's from the county clerk's office.
Don't know what they'd be writing to me for?
[chuckling]
I think you are about to be injured and insulted, Fred.
- Well? - Jury duty.
8:00 a.m.
[laughing]
Welcome to the club, Fred.
Shall I drive or do you wish to do the honors?
Alright, alright, laugh.
But they ain't getting me to serve no jury.
I'm a tax payer and I know my rights.
'I'll call my lawyer..'
[screaming]
[screams]
crash
Oh-o-o, my head.
I don't see how you can get out of it, Fred.
I understand the only way they'll excuse you
is if you're sick or mentally incompetent.
Exactly, Barney. And that's my way out.
Yeah? Uh, which excuse are you gonna use?
I'm gonna plead the..
Oh, c-cut it out, wise guy.
[laughing]
clang
[screeching]
When I get through telling the judge how sick I am
he'll send me home in an ambulance.
bam
So, it's a living.
Well, let's go, Fred. The lights have changed.
[indistinct chatter]
Boy, they certainly got a lot of prospective jurors here.
Exactly, that's why they don't need me.
Uh, Flintstone? Fred Flintstone?
- 'That's me.' - Over here, Flintstone.
The judge has some questions.
I'll be out of here in a minute, Barn.
Watch this.
Good morning, judge.
I hope you're feeling better than me.
I've been feeling awful lately.
I think maybe I've got a sore throat. Look.
Ahh.
You got a big mouth.
Take two headache pills
and sit over there in the jury box.
[laughing]
"You got a big mouth.
Take two headache pills."
[laughs]
Ha ha ha.
Well, at least they made me foreman of the jury.
[gavel thuds]
'The court will come to order.'
Will the prisoner L. Roy Quartzstone
alias the Mangler stand?
That's me, Your Honor.
(male #1) 'You are charged with simple assault, aggravated assault'
assault and battery, and simple battery.
How do you plead?
You hurt my feelings, judge.
I ain't got the strength to hide a fly.
I'm innocent, I tell ya.
Innocent! Innocent!
Wow. Did you see that, Barney?
You are also charged with operating a motor vehicle
without a rear license plate while committing a robbery.
I object, Your Honor.
My client had no way of knowing there was no license plate
on the back of the car.
Yeah. It was a stolen car.
And I was in a hurry.
Boy, this guy really looks guilty to me.
You can't tell, Barney. They maybe trying the railroad.
I just can't get over it.
Imagine making Fred foreman of the jury.
Yeah, no wonder they call it blind justice.
[laughing]
Alright. Alright.
I'm sorry, Fred.
But I thought you said nobody could ever get you on a jury.
Well, a guy can't change his mind, can he?
It's an honor to serve on a jury.
It's a citizen's sacred duty.
A privilege granted me by the constitution.
And it also pays him three bucks a day.
You know, watchin' all 'em courtroom TV shows
has made me familiar with courtroom procedure.
Like, uh, modus operation and, uh, corpus delicatessen
and, uh, legal stuff like that there.
Eh, Fred, what do you mean by corpus delicatessen?
Oh, that's, uh, that's, uh..
Barney, I'm surprised at you.
You know, we're not supposed to discuss
this case outside the court.
Oh, yeah. You're right.
I gotta watch that.
Oh, come on, Betty. Time to go home.
Gotta be up, bright and shiny tomorrow.
The defence is gonna present its case.
You've heard the prosecution tell a lot of lies
about my client.
Now it's my turn.
I would like to call a character witness.
'The defendant's mother.'
'Mrs. Quartzstone.'
What a sweet little old mother the Mangler's got, huh, Barney?
Yeah. How could she ever get mixed up with a son like that?
Hiya, sonny.
Hiya, ma.
- How's papa? - 'Oh, fine. Just fine.'
'He'll be out in two years.'
Two years?
Now, Mrs. Quartzstone, tell us about your son.
Well, Mangler never did get much schoolin'.
He had to quit in the fourth grade.
Oh, why was that?
He was drafted in the army.
I see.
Mangler was always a good boy.
'Whenever I needed money, he'd find hisself a job'
'here in the job fair.'
- 'Took odd jobs?' - 'No, he pulled 'em.'
(male #2) 'In other words, Mrs. Quartzstone'
Mangler was your sole means of support?
Oh-o-o, mercy, no.
But with my unemployment check
and what I pick up here and there.
I'll manage rather well.
I object.
You object?
What are you objecting about?
I object on the grounds of the witness isn't speaking
loud enough, I cant hear her.
Here-here, the witness will please speak louder.
Now, Mrs. Quartzstone, about the night in question.
Yes.
Well, it was very hot and I sent sonny to the drug store.
Uh, for a gooseberry ice.
Or was it a rocky-roadsickle?
No, no, no. It was a gooseberry ice.
Say, Your Honor, may I ask a question?
What is it? What is it?
I would like to know how far it is from here
to that drug store?
Why? What's that got to do with this case?
Well, uh...nothing.
But all this talking about gooseberry ices
and rocky-roadsicles is making me hungry.
[laughing]
Oh, brother!
Now, finally, ladies and gentleman
I want to ask you to look at my client.
'Does he look like a stick-up man to you?'
'Look at those eyes.'
'Look at that face.'
Is that the face of a stick-up man?
'Uh, Your Honor, the defense rests.'
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury.
You have heard all the evidence.
Now it is your duty to weigh it and render your verdict.
[gavel thuds]
(Wilma) 'What can they be doing in there?'
'They've been locked up in that jury room for five hours.'
I'd sure like to know what's going on in there.
So would I.
I heard a rumor that the jury stands a 11-1 for conviction.
I wonder who the holdout is?
(male #3) Look, Flintstone for the tenth time.
'The police caught him at the busted window'
loading the jewelry in a stolen car.
It took 12 cops to haul him to jail.
Can't you get it through your thick skull
that guy is guilty?
Hey, hey, hey. That's no way to talk to the foreman of the jury.
Let me talk to him. He's my friend.
Now, look, Fred.
Can't you get it through your thick skull
the guy is guilty?
Well, maybe he found the jewelry
and broke the window to put it back.
But they even found his fingerprints on a guy's neck.
Sure, but that don't prove nothin'.
I mean, he could've been helping the guy tie his tie.
- Oh, brother. - I give up.
Okay, if you are all so convinced he's guilty
I'll go along with you.
Ladies and gentleman of the jury.
Have you reached the verdict?
Yes, we have, Your Honor.
(male #1) 'What is your verdict?'
We find the defendant guilty.
Guilty?
Flintstone, I'll get you for this.
'If it takes the rest of my life.'
I'll get you!
Do you hear me?
I'll get you!
[babbling]
[thuds]
Boy-o-boy, I can still hear those words ringing out.
"I'm gonna get you, Flintstone.
"If it takes me the rest of my life.
I'm gonna get you!"
Will you cut that out! I heard what he said.
Well, forget it, pal.
The Mangler's safe in jail now. Thanks to you.
Ah, well, w-what do you mean, thanks to me?
Well, you were the foreman of the jury that convicted him.
[chuckles] That's right.
Well, stop worrying, Fred.
He can't get near you for 20 years.
Yeah.
Hey, by that time he'll forget all about it.
Besides, I ain't afraid of that big ape.
Why, I had a good mind to clobber him
right there in the courtroom.
(male #4) 'Oh, Mr. Flintstone.'
[shrieks]
'Here's your paper.'
Relax, Fred, it's only Arnold, the paperboy.
Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah.
I-I'll wait here till he throws it.
Why?
Because if I'm anywhere
around when he does
I always get clobbered with it.
[chuckles]
Oh, I'll get it, Fred.
Thanks, Barn. But be careful, you don't get clobbered.
Okay, Arnold. Let's have it.
(Arnold) 'Here you are, Mr. Rubble.'
thud
Oh, boy.
[Barney laughing]
Sorry, Fred. I guess I missed.
Uh, hey, Fred.
Remember about a minute ago I told you to stop worrying
about the Mangler?
Yeah.
Well, you can start now.
He just escaped.
"Mangler breaks lose on way to jail.
When last seen, he was heading in general direction of.."
Hey, Fred, where you going?
To call the police. Lock the doors, Wilma.
Barney, check the windows and..
'Yikes.'
Help, Barney, do something.
bang
Gee, I'm sorry about Bamm-Bamm's choo-choo, Fred.
Uh, you alright?
Yeah, sure. I'm just fine.
[thud]
You sure you locked up, Wilma?
Yes, Fred. I took care of everything.
Did you-did you put the piano in front of the door?
'Oh, Fred, will you please stop worrying.'
The police said that they would give you full protection.
(Fred) 'Oh, yeah, yeah. That-that's right.'
'I better call 'em and remind 'em.'
(woman on phone) 'This is a recording.'
'The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected.'
Oh, boy.
Now, stop worrying, Fred and put out the light.
I bet that old Mangler is 200 miles from here.
(Fred) 'Yeah, sure. You're right.'
[light switch clicks]
'It'd be too dangerous to hang around.'
Goodnight, sweetheart.
Goodnight, Fred.
Good morning, Barney.
What are you doin'?
Oh, hi, Fred.
I finally decided to paint the roof.
- How'd you sleep last night? - 'Terrible.'
I kept thinkin' I saw shadows by the window, and..
...I just heard over the radio
that the Mangler is still at large.
[indistinct]
He's gonna do everythin' he can to keep from gettin' caught
till he's settled with you.
Will you cut that out?
I can't take much more of this.
Well, that figures too.
So I thought of a good idea.
Why don't you borrow my cabin up on Echo Rock Lake?
The Mangler would never find you there.
Ah, hey, hey, hey, hey.
That's a great idea.
Yeah. I'll take Wilma and Pebbles.
Oh, why don't you come along too, Barney?
With your family.
Well, uh, we can make it a sort of
a combination camp out and hide out.
Come on, Barn, we'll tell the girls to start packin'.
[intense music]
Oh, hi, girls. Having a good time?
Wonderful.
It's so calm and peaceful up here.
If only Fred could relax and enjoy it.
He's still worried about the Mangler.
Why don't you go and find him and cheer him up, dear?
Sure, anything for a pal.
But he's got nothin' to worry about.
Nobody in the world knows he's up here.
[intense music]
Hiya, kids. Still playing with your choo-choo?
Bamm bamm!
Bamm bamm bamm!
Choo-choo. Choo-choo.
Well, uh, just keep it away from Uncle Fred's feet.
Ooh, Uncle Fred, Uncle Fred.
Dada, dada.
Hey-hey, Fred, where are ya, pal?
Hey, Fred Flintstone!
Shh!
Will you cut that out? What are you trying to do?
Tell everybody in the world we're up here?
Oh, take it easy, Fred. There's nobody up here but us.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Barn. Let's take a little walk, huh?
Maybe I can relax.
Yeah, it's a good idea, Fred
Nothing like a nice, long walk
to take your mind of your problems.
(Fred) 'Yeah. I'm-I'm just jittery.'
'I know I'm safe up here.'
[intense music]
Uh, Fred, will ya stop a minute?
Well, sure, Barn. What's up?
(Barney) 'How come I'm only throwin' one shadow'
'when you're throwin' two?'
(Fred) 'Why, I don't know.'
'Maybe, it's 'cause I'm bigger than you.'
Go like this, Fred.
- Like doin' exercises, huh? - Yeah.
(Barney) 'Only one of your shadows ain't exercising.'
- The Mangler! - The Mangler!
Oh, boy, what a couple of ding-a-lings.
Chief, this is Detective Shale.
I'm maintaining a surveillance on a subject.
What? I thought you were keeping an eye on Flintstone?
That's what I am doin', chief.
That's police talk.
Now, cut out that police double talk
and stay close to Flintstone.
'We just got word that the Mangler is headed this way.'
I shall make the subject cognizant of that fact.
This is Chicken-Two, signing off to Mother Hen.
'Over and out. Roger. Roger.'
Oh, boy. That Detective Shale and his police talk.
(man on radio) 'And here's the latest news about the Mangler.'
'According to police, the Mangler was last seen'
'heading for Echo Rock Lake.'
'Residents in that area are warned'
'to keep their doors locked'
'and report any suspicious persons.'
You see, Barney, that was the Mang..
Hey, where did everybody go?
(Wilma) 'Here I am, Fred.'
And I don't mind telling you I'm scared.
Me too.
[whimpering]
I was just checkin' to see if the fire was lit, Fred.
Alright, everybody. I don't blame you for hiding.
But I'm not gonna hide anymore!
No, sir!
That Mangler's gonna find it
there's one good fight left in Fred Flintstone.
Let him come, I'm ready for him.
And I'll stand right beside you, dear.
I'm with you, pal. All the way.
[instrumental music]
I better let Flintstone know
that Detective Shale is on the job.
knock knock knock
That's the M-M-Mangler. He's here.
Hey, Flintstone! Open up, will ya?
(Fred) 'Co-co-co-come in.'
'Please.'
Mr. Flintstone, I..
bam
Quick, Barney, bring a rope!
Throw a tablecloth over him, Fred, in case he wakes up!
Good idea. Hurry with that rope!
Yeah. I'm hurryin', I'm hurryin'.
There, that'll hold him.
Oh, Fred, you were wonderful!
Thanks, Wilma. Now you get to a phone, Barney.
And call the police while I lock this mug in the closet.
Right, Fred. I'll bust the fuzz from the general store.
thud
Honestly, Fred, I'm real proud of you.
I've never seen a braver man.
It was nothing, Wilma, no more than any hero would do
to protect his family.
Dada. Dada.
Choo-choo. Whee!
[train chugging]
See that? Pebbles is proud of you too.
Yeah. Hehe. She wants me to have the choo-choo.
knock knock knock
Who's that?
It must be Barney back with the cops.
(Fred) 'Come in! The door's not locked.'
bam
Oh-oh no!
It's the-the..
Th-th-the M-M-Mangler!
Flintstone, I'm gonna get you!
I'm gonna mangle you to little pieces!
'I'm gonna..'
'Oops!'
Hey! What kinda trick is this?
[chugging]
bang
thud
[chugging]
Good work, Flintstone.
The Mangler won't be bothering you anymore.
And where were you, Detective Shale?
I thought you were supposed to be
maintaining a surveillance on the subject.
- Well, I, uh.. - Never mind.
Hiya, officer.
'Take the prisoner into custody'
'and see that he's incarcerated.'
Huh? W-what does that mean?
(male #5) 'It means lock him up!'
Oh. Well, let's go, Mangler.
Now see what you've done, Shale?
You've got me talkin' police talk.
Congratulations, Fred.
I wish I could've been here
to see you take care of that Mangler.
How'd ya do it, anyway?
Well, it was like this..
...I see him standin' there in the door
so I walk up to him and very deliberately
I look him in the eye and I says
"Alright, Mangler, this is it!"
Help! Somebody stop me!
bam
Oh, no, not again!
Bamm-Bamm, you shouldn't leave your toys around
where somebody can step on them.
That's alright, Barney.
[chuckles]
As far as I'm concerned
little Bamm-Bamm can leave his toys
anywhere he wants to.
[laughs]
[instrumental music]
[theme song]
♪ 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!