The Flintstones Page #22

Indeed, it's on the back wall in a closed box marked FIRE

HOSE--IN CASE OF EMERGENCY BREAK GLASS. Fred and Barney

take a step towards it, but the fire quickly spreads and

cuts them off.

Helpless, they step back.

With a THUNDEROUS ROAR, the two SLATE SCRAPERS visible

through what's left of the picture window COLLAPSE. Then

the big statue of Slate just outside the window begins to

decompose. It falls in on itself like a sand sculpture

in a storm... finally, for a split second it is, well,

life-sized, and then the head of the statue snaps loose,

CRASHES through the only remaining pane of GLASS here

... rolls up to Slate's feet.

Pause. Everyone looks at everyone else. This is it:

Titanic time. Fred embraces Wilma... Barney embraces

Betty. Their kids are pulled into the clinch. Even

Slate takes Mrs. Slate's hand. Talk about grace under

pressure... and speaking of -

258 GRACE 258

--the star fashion model, suddenly her Fibrethread

costume decomposes, leaving her in her cute little

animal print undies.

259 BETTY 259

In the middle of going down with the ship, she turns

Bam-Bam's face away from this display.

BAM-BAM

D-dad, are we gonna be okay?

BARNEY:

(pause; false smile)

Sure, pal. We just gotta wait for

the fire department. Right, Fred?

FRED:

Y-yeah. Everything's gonna be

just --Whoa, hoo-hah, aggh -

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He's started yelping because he's realized his arm is

on fire, and now he jumps up and the others begin beating

at the arm with anything in their hands, and then Fred

suddenly pushes away from them, stands there with a small

flame flickering on his forearm like a Rock Vegas stage

magician.

FRED:

--Wait a minute --I don't feel

anything at all -

With his other "claw" he slaps tentatively at the flames,

and then confidentially snuffs it out.

BARNEY:

It must be the suit, Fred --old

Bedrock High built them things to

last -

Fred looks over at the wall of flame separating the

guests from the fire hose. As everyone gets the same

idea, Dino rushes up, the costume head in his mouth.

All brighten.

Barney helps Fred with the head, twists it into place.

BARNEY:

(rapping on the head)

--Okay?

FRED:

Hist hust fine!

He lowers his head, runs through the fire, which licks

at him harmlessly. Then with his claw, he SMASHES the

amber GLASS -

260 IN THE BOX 260

A big PYTHONSAURUS is curled up inside, SNORING. (Note

to herpetologists: The pythonosaurus is not quite a

snake:
it has little vestigial forepaws the better to

emote with. Right now the snoring head is in those

little paws.)

The Pythonsaurus stirs, looks at Fred, "sniffs" the

smoke. Then he raises one hand and finger as if to say

"one moment." Then the pythonsaurus turns his head

towards a nozzle like the ones in hamster cages, slurps

loudly.

We hear gallons and gallons of WATER GURGLING away...

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261 IN THE MAIN ROOM 261

Everyone retreats from the fire. Slate picks up the head

of the statue, his only souvenir.

262 WITH FRED 262

Waiting impatiently until the pythonsaurus finally

finishes drinking. It wipes its mouth daintily with a

napkin, slaps a little fire helmet on its head, turns

and runs back into the other room. (Behind him, yards

and yards of pythonsaurus unroll from a hidden compartment

behind the box.) Water shoots out of the creature's

mouth.

263 WIDER 263

Fred turns in a semi-circle and puts out every lick of

flame in the room. All the guests cheer, rush forward

and slap Fred on the back. Pebbles jumps up on him and

kisses him.

FRED:

Hit fuzz nudding... wheely...

The pythonsaurus looks around at the attention.

PYTHONSAURUS:

Hey, what am I, chopped liver?

BARNEY:

Come on, everybody --we'll go

out the way we came!

Barney squirts a pathway with his flit gun, solidifying

a route in the crumbling Fibrerock. Then Barney and

Fred stand back nobly, wave everyone on into the adjacent

Fibresphere.

POINDEXTER:

(pushing and shoving)

Outta the way --outta the way -

women and children first --! I

mean, ah, children and women

first, yeah, yeah, provided that

uh, there's room for the women...

Meanwhile, the pythonsaurus gives Fred (or rather his

costume) a big look up and down, looks TOWARD the CAMERA.

PYTHONSAURUS:

Hey, not bad. Wonder if she lives

around here.

Just then Fred tilts back the monster head. The

pythonsaurus reacts.

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PYTHONSAURUS:

Heartbreaker!

Depressed, the pythonsaurus follows the others. Fred and

Barney cross over into the Fibresphere. As the do, Slate

Needle completely collapses.

264 EXT. FIBRESPHERE -LONG SHOT 264

The Slate Needle tumbles down, taking a big chunk of the

Fibresphere with it! But the rest of the huge globe

stays put... for now.

265 RESCUE WORKERS BELOW 265

gasp, cry out -

266 UP ABOVE 266

Already the first partygoers are sliding down the

elevator cable.

HEADMISTRESS:

(panicking)

Oh, geez, we're all gonna croak -

I neva shoulda left Far Rockaway -

Wilma gives her a big suspicious look --blanching,

the Headmistress slides down the cable -

267 BELOW 267

The rescue teams catch the people in nets as they hit

the ground.

268 ABOVE 268

Barney gives the dwindling circle of solid Fibre around

the group another shot of coo-coo juice. Poindexter Lava

pushes his way forward.

POINDEXTER:

(to anyone and everyone)

Fifty clams for a piggy-back ride

... a hundred clams!

MRS. SLATE

(aghast)

Do you see that, Jerry? Do you

see how my great-nephew is behaving

at this moment of crisis?

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LAVA:

(proudly)

Yeah. Real chip off the old

block, ain't he?

Embarrassed, Mrs. Slate grabs the kid by the neck,

practically throws him at the cable. She follows him

down, followed by Lava and Mr. Slate.

269 REAR OF FLEEING PEOPLE 269

Fred and Barney have bravely held up the rear, their

families clutching to them. Barney's carrying Bam-Bam.

FRED:

(to Pebbles)

Upsy-daisy, sweetheart --piggy

back time!

She jumps on his back... slamming the monster head

back in place.

FRED:

(resigned)

Hohh... GWEAT!

BARNEY:

(to Betty)

Go on, honey... I got Bam-Bam!

BETTY:

Barney... tonight you're the

biggest man in Bedrock.

She kisses him, slides down.

270 CLOSE ON WILMA AND FRED 270

Backlit romantically by the flames, just like Gable and

Leigh when Atlanta burned.

FRED:

(through the mask)

Wilmagh, I jusght whunt to sagh

thad I knogh shumtimes I dogh

dumb thinks... Bhut hit's

becaughse high luff yough sogh

much thaght high whant yough to

livgh likge a pwincess orgh a

qween 'cause you reaally arggh

rugg aaggg hummmmg higga!

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WILMA:

Oh, Fred --that's the most

beautiful thing I've ever heard!

They kiss... she drops to safety...!

271 BELOW 271

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