The Flintstones & WWE: Stone Age Smackdown
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What a great morning.
The rising sun,
the tweeting of the Terradons.
Today is the perfect day to ask my
boss for that advance on my paycheck.
Wilma deserves a nice vacation.
What's the matter, Fred?
I'm already late for work.
Hard work, dedication,
a big hammer.
That's how you break rocks.
You listening to me,
Mr. Cenastone?
Absolutely, Mr. Slate.
And please, call me John.
I prefer the formality
of last names.
Just because you're my sister's
husband's nephew once removed,
doesn't mean you get
special privileges.
No, sir. I'm here to work.
Good. Because laziness
is one thing I won't tolerate.
- Also lateness.
- I hate that.
Come on, people.
Some of us got jobs we should
have been at 20 minutes ago.
It's a livin'.
These prontocranes are
delicate pieces of equipment.
Takes a real expert
to run one of these.
Hey, Flintstone!
Flintstone?
Flintstone, you'd better
not be sleeping up there!
Flintstone!
Yes, Mr. Slate. I was
just adjusting the, uh...
Well, get back to work!
Yes, sir.
I will get back to it.
Work. Which is what I was
doing up here all this time.
Help me!
Hang on, Mr. Slate.
I'll have you down in a jiffy.
There's got to be
an off lever here somewhere.
That was the up lever.
figured that out by now.
Now, let's see here.
My bad!
Only one left. Got to be it.
Mr. Slate, you okay?
Flintstone. Do I look okay?
Listen. This might
not be the best time,
but since I have your attention,
I was wondering if I could get my
paycheck a little early this month?
I'd promised my wife I'd take
the family on a vacation.
A vacation?
To Rockapulco.
A vacation!
you want to go on a vacation!
Huh?
Well, after a day like today
I could use some R&R.
Dinosaur!
You guys okay?
Wow, that was amazing.
You got some moves, kid.
What's your name?
Me? I'm John. John Cenastone.
Good to meet you, John.
- I'm Fred...
- Flintstone, in my office!
Now.
There you go.
Your paycheck.
Seriously?
Wow! Mr. Slate,
that's awful generous.
I mean after all that damage I
caused, I thought you'd be mad.
So you are mad.
I'm just gonna go in there and
tell Wilma the vacation's off.
She'll understand.
Wilma, I'm home!
Missed me that time.
Fred? Is that you?
Honey, listen.
There's something I need to
tell you about our vacation.
There's something I need to
show you about our vacation.
Do you like it?
I got it for our trip.
60% off at Marshales.
What did you want to
tell me about the vacation?
Uh, just that, uh...
I'm definitely not canceling it
because of something
that happened at work today.
Well, that's a relief.
I can't even remember the last
time we took a family vacation.
Oh, no.
That's Barney and Betty.
We're supposed to go to the Water
Buffalo Charity Carnival together
and here I am
standing around in my bikini.
I have to get changed.
Tame your pterodactyls.
We'll be right out.
Why don't you honk it again?
I didn't hear it
You hear it that time, Fred?
I can't believe you're
actually going on vacation.
And to Rockapulco.
I know! I feel like the
luckiest girl in the world.
I feel like a complete idiot.
Honk. Honk.
You should have
seen her in that bikini.
seen her in that bikini.
Watch it, Rubble!
Hey, I got an idea, Fred.
Wait till you get back from vacation,
then tell her about the paycheck.
But, Barney, we're not
going on vacation.
Oh, don't tell her that, Fred.
It'll ruin your vacation.
Yeah!
You can jump in anytime.
Bamm! Bamm! Bamm!
Bamm!
- Whahoo, yeah!
- Oh, baby!
It's my turn!
Wow, Nikki and Brie Boulder.
So how much is a kiss?
100 clams.
100 clams?
Ooh, that sounds expensive.
Considering you get a kiss from
each of us, it's like half off.
In that case...
I'll take 502.
Fred Flintstone!
Get out of that line!
- But it's for charity.
- Now.
Our charity booth
is all set up, Fred.
I built the ring, put out the donation
bucket and tied on Hoppy's gloves.
Honk. Honk. Honk.
Anything else you need me to do?
Yeah. Tell Wilma
that the trip's off.
Sure thing. Hey, Wilma...
Shh! Pipe down, Barn.
- But you said... - I'm never telling her
and you're not telling her either.
I'm going to find a way
out of this jam myself.
That's a great idea, Fred.
I haven't come up
with the idea yet, Barn.
But when you do,
it's gonna be a good one.
Step right up. Five clams and get
your five minutes in the ring.
Make it to the bell
block off and win a prize!
Who wants to take
some licks for charity?
Keep it above the pouch,
all right, buddy?
Honk. Honk.
Honk.
Honk. Honk. Honk.
Honk. Honk. Honk.
Next.
Honk!
Honk!
Honk!
Honk. Honk. Honk. Honk.
Honk. Honk. Honk.
I got this in the bag,
Marble Henry.
I know you do, but seriously,
you can just call me Marble.
I prefer the formality
of last names.
Honk!
I'm gonna win a prize.
No, no. I'm gonna
win two prizes.
Hey, thanks, man.
Ah, they're both for me.
Win your own prize.
Have fun.
You have fun.
I'm having
a great time. Thanks.
Come on, you big,
ugly jumping Dinorat.
It's take down time!
Honk. Honk.
Hey, easy there, buddy.
He think he's gonna
send me flying?
Think again.
I'm CM Punkrock!
And I got you a first
class ticket to my fist!
Uh, listen.
He's real sensitive.
Maybe you could
cool down the pejoratives?
He's crying.
I made the Kangasaurus cry.
Hey, mister. He's a Hopparoo.
And you're being downright
mean to him.
Oh, what are you going to do
about it, Shrimpo?
I was gonna ask you
to be less mean.
"Less mean"? Like this?
Yo, check it out, Marble Henry.
He ain't so tough now, is he?
He sure ain't.
That's my beloved pet
you're humiliating out there.
I tried talking nice to you but now I
got to take matters into my own hands.
Oh, boy. Easy, Barn.
Aroo!
Honk. Honk.
Aw!
Honk?
Uh, Fred, little help here?
Looking good, buddy.
I think you got him.
- Is that...
- Barney!
That's right.
I am CM Punkrock.
I am the best
in the prehistoric world,
thanks to my
straight-edge lifestyle...
Oh, this raw fish
business stinks!
You okay, Barn? I've never
seen you that worked up.
I couldn't just stand there and
watch him tease Hoppy like that.
Hoppy, cut it out!
That tickles.
- Best show I've ever seen.
- We should go again.
I'd pay 50 clams to watch
something like that again.
I would pay
any price to see that.
That was a heck of a show, Flintstone.
Heck of a show.
Why, uh, thanks, Mr. McMagma.
A fella could make a lot of clams
with a spectacle like that.
Huh?
Barney Rubble, don't you ever do
anything dangerous like that again!
I don't plan on it, Betty.
Help me up, Marble Henry.
Ouch!
I'm coming to bed
in a minute, Betty.
Just got to brush my teeth.
And for this I went to college?
Psst! Barney.
You scared the paste
out of me, Fred.
I'm aware of that.
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