The Flintstones Page #12

A) Dino leaps back and forth through a hoop.

(CONTINUED)

60.

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122

B)

The kids tie down a jump rope and Dino does a wire

walk.

C)

And finally, Dino uses his tail to flip the kids onto

his back, culminating in a big "ta-da" after they all

slide down the rope for a big finish.

123 NEW ANGLE

123

THE KIDS:

(winding up)

You can keep the Twist,

The Frug and Hop

I don't need to Shimmy,

I don't need to Bop

'Cause I'm doin' doin' doin'

The Igneous Rock!

Panting for breath, Pebbles, Bam-Bam and Dino wait for a

reaction.

BETTY:

(to Wilma, impressed)

Well? Think they're ready for the

talent show?

WILMA:

I think they're ready for Rock

Vegas.

As they laugh and hug the kids and Dino, we -

CUT TO:

124 EXT. LODGE HALL -THAT NIGHT

124

HERDMASTER (V.O.)

Fellow Water Buffalo. In a few

moments we will cast our votes for

the lodge officers.

125 INT. LODGE HALL

125

TIGHT ON Fred as he leans back in his usual chair.

HERDMASTER:

The election committee will make

the preparations.

FRED:

(confident)

Since when do you have to prepare

for a landslide, right, guys?

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Pause as Fred waits for a reply. He turns... SHOT WIDENS

as he realizes no one is sitting near him. He looks

around and sees -

126 HIS POV -FRED'S POSTER 126

It's been altered to read "Fred Finkstone." Also added

to Fred's image are horns, a beard and other choice

touches.

127 BACK TO SCENE 127

Fred looks around, sees Barney approaching, having just

left a group of angry Buffalo.

FRED:

Barn --w-what's going on?

BARNEY:

They're mad at you, Fred... it's

understandable, I mean, they all

got laid off today -

Fred crosses to the other guys, puts on a big smile.

FRED:

Guys, guys, come on now --what's a

quarry fulla layoffs got to do with

a lodge fulla Buffaloes?

BARNEY:

Is that a riddle? Give me a

second -

PYRITE:

(stepping forward)

I'll tell ya what! Mosta the guys

in this lodge work for Mr. Slate -

PILTDOWN:

--You mean used to work for him -until

somebody opened their big

mouth -

FRED:

Fellas, come on. We're all big

boys here -

He gestures vaguely towards the outside world, then back

to the little band of brothers here.

FRED:

Surely we can separate in our minds

work, and play... Job, and Lodge...

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PILTDOWN:

(pointing at Fred)

Candidate and double-crossing back

stabber?

(turning)

Herdmaster! I move we commence

the meeting... and the election!

PYRITE:

I second the motion!

HERDMASTER:

All in favor, say -

FRED:

Wait, wait... Your Antlerness,

please, one second --!

Fred grabs Barney by the shoulder, spins him around,

pushes him forward like a refrigerator on a dolly, stands

him up center stage.

FRED:

Barney, you gotta tell the other

guys what really happened. Tell

'em the story behind Fibrerock.

The true story.

The room quiets. Barney clears his throat. Fred waits,

hopeful.

BARNEY:

Well, there's not much to tell.

(trying to remember

Fred's phraseology)

True, I got a cut... but Fred's

got a gut.

FRED:

No, no, the rest --!

BARNEY:

Oh, yeah, I remember! I got the

mind, but Fred's got the behind.

Right, Fred?

Barney turns, gives Fred a big wink. Fred groans.

HERDMASTER:

Thank you, Brother Rubble. The

Buffaloes will now have their

secret vote.

(a command)

Fit... furs!

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Everyone pulls their horned fezzes down over their eyes.

HERDMASTER:

Paw... ground!

Everyone does a bull-like stomp and scrape.

HERDMASTER:

All for Piltdown, bellow now!

The room ECHOES with MOOSE-LIKE SNORTS.

HERDMASTER:

All for Flintstone, bellow now!

Fred snorts, sounding like Herb Alpert's lonely bull.

Even under his furry fez we see him "looking around"

desperately, hoping to hear one more snort.

He kind of sneaks in one more forlorn grunt which fades

away... finally, as Fred squirms miserably, there is one

more lonely snort...

... from Barney, of course.

Order furs!

HERDMASTER:

The fezzes come up.

HERDMASTER:

The snorts have it! Brother

Piltdown, it is my privilege to

install you as the new Exalted

Herdmaster Erect Antler and Big

Buck of our Lodge. If you'll come

forward, I will present you with

the tokens of office.

Cheers and applause as Piltdown goes to the podium.

128 FAVORING FRED AND BARNEY 128

Fred's a broken man.

around him.

Barney moves over, puts his arm

BARNEY:

I voted for you, Fred.

FRED:

Big deal, after you screwed

everything up in the first

place...!

Barney reacts, really hurt. He moves away on the bench.

Fred's so agitated he doesn't even realize it.

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129 WIDER 129

Piltdown accepts the festooned fez and shoulder ribbon,

smiles at the group.

PILTDOWN:

Thank you, Brother Chairman.

Fellow Buffaloes, I'm a man of few

words. It's no secret that most

of our lodge members are also

members of Amalgamated Neolithic

101... which means that most of us

aren't gonna be able to make our

cave payments next month. So my

agenda for tonight... ends right

now. There's a time to be a

Buffalo... there's a time ta be a

brown nosin' double-crossin'

creep...

All heads turn and swivel to look at Fred... swivel back.

PILTDOWN:

... and there's a time to stand up

and be a man! So let's go down

there and make the Slate shop into

slate scrap... then we'll see how

he gets along without the heavy

equipment operators of Neolithic

101! Meeting adjourned!

With angry grumbles and threats, the meeting breaks up.

Fezzes are thrown into cubby holes and hard hats are

slapped on. The Buffalo run out.

When the dust clears, we see that only one member has

avoided the herding instinct: Barney.

Now, he turns, runs into -

130 BUFFALO LODGE -RECREATION AREA -NIGHT 130

Fred is at the bar, opening a beer. He looks wistfully

at the old, framed picture on the wall --reacts as he

sees -

131 PICTURE 131

Even his childhood shot has been defaced.

132 BACK TO SCENE 132

He sets his jaw with a "screw 'em" expression, downs his

beer. Then Barney runs up, shakes him by the shoulders.

(CONTINUED)

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BARNEY:

Fred! Fred! The Buffalo are

heading for big trouble --!

FRED:

No kidding. They rejected the

best candidate -

BARNEY:

No, no, not that! Piltdown's got

the guys all worked up and they're

heading down to the quarry!

They're gonna wreck the assembly

line!

FRED:

(genuinely worried)

Oh, no! That --that's horrible!

(pause)

We could end up with half a

percent of nothing!

BARNEY:

No, Fred, if they do that they'll

be breakin' the law! Our brother

Buffalo could go to jail!

FRED:

Oh, yeah, yeah, that, too... come

on, Barn, we gotta stop 'em!

CUT TO:

133 EXT. SLATE QUARRY -NIGHT 133

Silent, empty. CAMERA PANS FROM the still yard TO the

gate. Down the road, we see Piltdown leading the angry

mob. Quickly, they go to the gate, climb up and over it!

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