- Barney Rubble: That trip did us a lot of good. I'm a changed man.
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred's a little changed, too.
- Barney Rubble: Oh, you mean he's fatter?
- [Betty and Wilma are watching Roberto Rockalini speak Italian to a beautiful woman on TV]
- Wilma Flintstone: He says that so beautifully.
- [faints]
- Fred Flintstone: So that's beautiful? I can't even tell what it means.
- Barney Rubble: I can. It means we get our own dinner.
- Fred Flintstone: Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest... Oh, but we both know the answer. And how! Can you imagine? All this and a mustache, too?
- [the mirror cracks and shatters to pieces]
- Fred Flintstone: Look, Wilma, this has gone far enough.
- Wilma Flintstone: [giggles as she continues to watch Roberto] He's biting her ear.
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma!
- [waves his hand in Wilma's face]
- Wilma Flintstone: Hmm? Uh, che voi?
- Fred Flintstone: My dinnero, remember? Foodo? Meo?
- Wilma Flintstone: I can't. What about Roberto?
- Fred Flintstone: Look, at least he had an ear to nibble on. I ain't had anything! I'M HUNGRY!
- Fred Flintstone: [on the phone] Buongiorno. Villa Flintstone.
- Mr. Slate: Flintstone, get over to my house and take my wife to the airport.
- Fred Flintstone: To the airport. My pleasure, boss, uh, Mr. Slate.
- Mr. Slate: We're leaving on the 10:00 plane to Rockapulco. A surprise visit to see her mother. I'll meet you at the airport.
- Fred Flintstone: I'll call her now. And tell her to expect me. Arrivederci!
- Mr. Slate: Arrivederci!
- [hangs up]
- Mr. Slate: Arrivederci? Has he been eating garlic again?