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Fred Flintstone: Yabba dabba doo!

Barney Rubble: You're afraid to tell Wilma, aren't you?
Fred Flintstone: Afraid? Now let's get this straight, Rubble, I don't need permission from my wife to make a decision. In my cave, I reign supreme, *SUPREME*.
Barney Rubble: I won't tell her, Fred.
Fred Flintstone: Thanks pal.

Fred Flintstone: I'm only one man.
Barney Rubble: Not from the back.

Betty Rubble: Barney, do you have to do everything Fred does?

Fred Flintstone: I just want my old job back and my old life. Oh and two weeks paid vacation for all the workers in the quarry, an annual cost-of-living increase, and those little packets of ketchup in the lunch room.

Wilma: I cannot believe you just sat there and let them walk out on us.
Fred Flintstone: At least I can walk around the house in my underwear again.
Wilma: And that is more important to you than 30 years of friendship?
Fred Flintstone: It is on a hot day.

Cliff Vandercave: Do you know what we do up here?
Fred Flintstone: Well me and the guys have always wondered.
Cliff Vandercave: We interface, Flintstone, we conceptualize, tenderize, prioritize.
Fred Flintstone: When do we eat?

Grizzled Man: Wait, do you know this guy?
Barney Rubble: No, he used to be my best friend. Heck if it weren't for me, this whole mess probably wouldn't have happened.
Grizzled Man: Thanks for telling us. We could've made a very big mistake. Hang both of them!

Cliff Vandercave: I want you to fire Bernard Rubble.
Fred Flintstone: Done! Wait, fire Barney, why?
Cliff Vandercave: Well he scored the lowest on the company aptitude test. He's an imbosile. The company can't afford to have dead weight like him on the payroll.
Fred Flintstone: But Mr. Vandercave, he's got a new kid, a mortgage, I'm his best friend, I can't.
Cliff Vandercave: Look, Fred, if you don't fire him, I will, and then I'll fire you.

Sharon Stone: can I get you anything? Coffee?
Fred Flintstone: Sure.
Sharon Stone: How would you like it?
Fred Flintstone: In a cup?
Sharon Stone: Bold choice, Mr. Flintstone!

Fred Flintstone: Barney Rubble has been my neighbor, my lodge brother and my best friend since the first time I went through the fifth grade.

[Dino grabs one of the steaks off the grill and runs away]
Fred Flintstone: Hey, Barn, you like your steak rare?
Barney Rubble: Yeah.
Fred Flintstone: That one's yours.
[Barney chases Dino]

Cliff Vandercave: Son of a Brachiosaurus!

Barney Rubble: It's like a dream come true. A son. Somebody to carry on the proud name of Rubble. 'Think I'll be a good daddy, Fred?
Fred Flintstone: Well you're bound to find something you're good at.

Pearl Slaghoople: Somebody has to look after my daughter and grandchild, while you're out corrausing with a bunch of neanderthals.
Fred Flintstone: Oh really? Well for your information the lodge no longer accepts neanderthals.
Pearl Slaghoople: He robs your nest egg to bail out that little troll next door, while my daughter has to wash her clothes in the river.
Fred Flintstone: I've got half a mind...!
Pearl Slaghoople: Oh don't flatter yourself.

Adoption Agency Worker: Mr. and Mrs. Rubble, this is your little boy.
[Presents Bamm-Bamm]
Betty Rubble: Oh Barney isn't he precious?
Fred Flintstone: Precious? They'd have been better off with the monkey.
Wilma Flintstone: Fred!
Betty Rubble: Does he have a name?
Adoption Agency Worker: Bamm-Bamm.
Barney Rubble: Is that shot for something?
Adoption Agency Worker: Yes, Bamm-Bamm-Bamm. You're going to have to take it slowly with this one, he doesn't speak yet and is alittle skimish around humans, but then again I would be too if I'd been raised by wild Mastadons. Ha ha ha.
Barney Rubble, Betty Rubble: Mastadons?
Adoption Agency Worker: Let's not nitpick! A mammal's a mammal.

Cashier: Mrs. Rubble, there seems to be a slight problem with your credit card.
Betty Rubble: Really? What's that?
Cashier: It's no damn good!
[Breaks the card with a hammer]

Fred Flintstone: 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?

Fred Flintstone: [Holding a miniature model of houses the quarry plans to build] I hate to bush your bubble, but if you build houses this small, who's gonna live in them?

Wilma Flintstone: We have scrimped and saved for that money and everytime we get a little bit ahead you have to go blow it on some hair brained scheme.
Fred Flintstone: Now see here, Wilma! In this cave, *I* AM THE KING! AND...
Wilma Flintstone: And what...? Fred!!
Fred Flintstone: And you have every right to know, my queen.

Fred Flintstone: We'll make new friends, there's 4,000 other people in this world!

[After Cliff has announced that Fred had won the executive job]
Fred Flintstone: Barney, quick, what's my name?
Barney Rubble: Fred Flintstone!
Fred Flintstone: Don't toy with me, Barn.

Barney Rubble: So, Fred, what am I gonna call you now? Boss? Chief?
Fred Flintstone: No, simply Your Highness will do.

Fred Flintstone: Miss Stone, I'd like you to meet my wife, Mrs. Flagstone, and our daughter...uh....uh...isn't she beautiful? My family.

Fred Flintstone: This is my office? This is my chair?
Cliff Vandercave: Yeah, not to throw too much at you on your first day but this big thing here is your desk.
Fred Flintstone: My desk?

Barney Rubble: Tell me something, Mr. Vice President, what's a graduated inventory plan? How about supply and demand? Hey Fred, what's two and two?
Fred Flintstone: ...I didn't come here to talk business. I'm out with my wife. Now get me a clean spoon.




	Home Jokes Film Quotes Boss Alert News Forum Links		Back to - Film Quotes - F Flintstones, The Fred Flintstone: Yabba dabba doo! Barney Rubble: You're afraid to tell Wilma, aren't you? Fred Flintstone: Afraid? Now let's get this straight, Rubble, I don't need permission from my wife to make a decision. In my cave, I reign supreme, SUPREME. Barney Rubble: I won't tell her, Fred. Fred Flintstone: Thanks pal. Fred Flintstone: I'm only one man. Barney Rubble: Not from the back. Betty Rubble: Barney, do you have to do everything Fred does? Fred Flintstone: I just want my old job back and my old life. Oh and two weeks paid vacation for all the workers in the quarry, an annual cost-of-living increase, and those little packets of ketchup in the lunch room. Wilma: I cannot believe you just sat there and let them walk out on us. Fred Flintstone: At least I can walk around the house in my underwear again. Wilma: And that is more important to you than 30 years of friendship? Fred Flintstone: It is on a hot day. Cliff Vandercave: Do you know what we do up here? Fred Flintstone: Well me and the guys have always wondered. Cliff Vandercave: We interface, Flintstone, we conceptualize, tenderize, prioritize. Fred Flintstone: When do we eat? Grizzled Man: Wait, do you know this guy? Barney Rubble: No, he used to be my best friend. Heck if it weren't for me, this whole mess probably wouldn't have happened. Grizzled Man: Thanks for telling us. We could've made a very big mistake. Hang both of them! Cliff Vandercave: I want you to fire Bernard Rubble. Fred Flintstone: Done! Wait, fire Barney, why? Cliff Vandercave: Well he scored the lowest on the company aptitude test. He's an imbosile. The company can't afford to have dead weight like him on the payroll. Fred Flintstone: But Mr. Vandercave, he's got a new kid, a mortgage, I'm his best friend, I can't. Cliff Vandercave: Look, Fred, if you don't fire him, I will, and then I'll fire you. Sharon Stone: can I get you anything? Coffee? Fred Flintstone: Sure. Sharon Stone: How would you like it? Fred Flintstone: In a cup? Sharon Stone: Bold choice, Mr. Flintstone! Fred Flintstone: Barney Rubble has been my neighbor, my lodge brother and my best friend since the first time I went through the fifth grade. [Dino grabs one of the steaks off the grill and runs away] Fred Flintstone: Hey, Barn, you like your steak rare? Barney Rubble: Yeah. Fred Flintstone: That one's yours. [Barney chases Dino] Cliff Vandercave: Son of a Brachiosaurus! Barney Rubble: It's like a dream come true. A son. Somebody to carry on the proud name of Rubble. 'Think I'll be a good daddy, Fred? Fred Flintstone: Well you're bound to find something you're good at. Pearl Slaghoople: Somebody has to look after my daughter and grandchild, while you're out corrausing with a bunch of neanderthals. Fred Flintstone: Oh really? Well for your information the lodge no longer accepts neanderthals. Pearl Slaghoople: He robs your nest egg to bail out that little troll next door, while my daughter has to wash her clothes in the river. Fred Flintstone: I've got half a mind...! Pearl Slaghoople: Oh don't flatter yourself. Adoption Agency Worker: Mr. and Mrs. Rubble, this is your little boy. [Presents Bamm-Bamm] Betty Rubble: Oh Barney isn't he precious? Fred Flintstone: Precious? They'd have been better off with the monkey. Wilma Flintstone: Fred! Betty Rubble: Does he have a name? Adoption Agency Worker: Bamm-Bamm. Barney Rubble: Is that shot for something? Adoption Agency Worker: Yes, Bamm-Bamm-Bamm. You're going to have to take it slowly with this one, he doesn't speak yet and is alittle skimish around humans, but then again I would be too if I'd been raised by wild Mastadons. Ha ha ha. Barney Rubble, Betty Rubble: Mastadons? Adoption Agency Worker: Let's not nitpick! A mammal's a mammal. Cashier: Mrs. Rubble, there seems to be a slight problem with your credit card. Betty Rubble: Really? What's that? Cashier: It's no damn good! [Breaks the card with a hammer] Fred Flintstone: 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? Fred Flintstone: [Holding a miniature model of houses the quarry plans to build] I hate to bush your bubble, but if you build houses this small, who's gonna live in them? Wilma Flintstone: We have scrimped and saved for that money and everytime we get a little bit ahead you have to go blow it on some hair brained scheme. Fred Flintstone: Now see here, Wilma! In this cave, I AM THE KING! AND... Wilma Flintstone: And what...? Fred!! Fred Flintstone: And you have every right to know, my queen. Fred Flintstone: We'll make new friends, there's 4,000 other people in this world! [After Cliff has announced that Fred had won the executive job] Fred Flintstone: Barney, quick, what's my name? Barney Rubble: Fred Flintstone! Fred Flintstone: Don't toy with me, Barn. Barney Rubble: So, Fred, what am I gonna call you now? Boss? Chief? Fred Flintstone: No, simply Your Highness will do. Fred Flintstone: Miss Stone, I'd like you to meet my wife, Mrs. Flagstone, and our daughter...uh....uh...isn't she beautiful? My family. Fred Flintstone: This is my office? This is my chair? Cliff Vandercave: Yeah, not to throw too much at you on your first day but this big thing here is your desk. Fred Flintstone: My desk? Barney Rubble: Tell me something, Mr. Vice President, what's a graduated inventory plan? How about supply and demand? Hey Fred, what's two and two? Fred Flintstone: ...I didn't come here to talk business. I'm out with my wife. Now get me a clean spoon.