- Rockarabian Guard: Halt! Halt! It is forbidden for a mere woman to enter without permission.
- Wilma Flintstone: A mere woman?
- Betty Rubble: What do you mean, young man?
- Wilma Flintstone: [in the guard's face] How dare you speak to us in that tone!
- Wilma Flintstone, Betty Rubble: [Wilma and Betty both start lecturing the guard at the same time, then soon leave]
- Rockarabian Guard: It is written, do not argue with a woman.
- Barney Rubble: [to a huge harem that charges towards him and Fred] Uh, we're happily married cowards!
- Barney Rubble: Hey, Fred, look behind us. Two guys and a mastodon. They must have awful headaches. They got towels wrapped around their heads.
- Fred Flintstone: [chuckles] Those aren't towels, Barney. They're turbans.
- Barney Rubble: Nah. A turban is some kind of a turtle.
- Betty Rubble: No, that's a terrapin, right, Wilma?
- Wilma Flintstone: No. A terrapin is something to jump on.
- Fred Flintstone: Heh. You mean a trampoline. I know 'cause I nearly cracked my head on one once.
- Barney Rubble: Yeah. Then you had to wear a towel on your head.
- [laughs]
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, what's the use?
- Fred Flintstone: [to a cook] Six brontosaurus burgers.
- Barney Rubble: Gee, Fred. Aren't you gonna order any for us?
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, come on. You girls don't really believe that Barney is royal, do you?
- Wilma Flintstone: It certainly looks that way, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Well, seeing is believing. And all I saw was two guys taking him away. He could be kidnapped. Remember, Betty, he's only your husband, but he's my best pal.
- Fred Flintstone: I came up here to bring you home, not to get insulted. Okay, alright, so you don't need my help. I'm going home. Barney Barbaruba, oh, boy!
- Barney Rubble: Hey, aren't you gonna stay for supper, Fred?
- Fred Flintstone: Nothing doing, I've got my pride.
- Barney Rubble: But we have roast pterodactyl and filet of saltasaurus, and rockablintzes.
- Fred Flintstone: [Fred sees Barney's servants carrying in all that good food] Well I could really stand some rockablintzes.
- [Fred bows down to Barney]
- Fred Flintstone: As long as its okay with your highness.
- Barney Rubble: You might have your pride, Fred, but your appetite is bigger.
- [Fred & Barney both Laugh]
- Fred Flintstone: [Chuckling] Isn't that cute? Pebbles buried me in the sand.
- [Worried, as Pebbles crawls away]
- Fred Flintstone: Hey pebbles where you going? Get me out of here! I'm stuck in the sand!
- [Wailing]
- Fred Flintstone: Willmaa!
- Wilma Flintstone: [Standing in front of the mound of sand Fred's buried in] Relax, Fred. I'll get you out.
- [Noticing Fred's bare feet Sticking out from the mound of sand, Coyly]
- Wilma Flintstone: But it isn't easy to pass up this opportunity...
- [Starts tickling Fred's feet]
- Fred Flintstone: [laughing helplessly/protesting] Ha-Hoo! Oh, C-Cut it out! ahh-haha!-hahahaa! S-Stop it! EEE! OOH! If you don't stop making me laugh, I'm gonna get awful mad, Wilma! hahahahahahahaa!
- Wilma Flintstone: [Looking down at Fred after pulling him out from under the sand] There you are, all safe and sound. Honestly Fred, Sometimes you're just a big baby!