The Flintstones (TV Series)
The Gambler (1962)
Jean Vander Pyl: Wilma Flintstone
Quotes
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Betty Rubble : Well, whatever cured Fred of betting, Wilma?
Wilma Flintstone : Well, I had him go to a psychiatrist.
Betty Rubble : How did you get him to go?
Wilma Flintstone : Well, I bet a month's house money at poker with him, and he lost.
Betty Rubble : That's right. A real gambler never goes back on his bets. They'll skip house payments, the kids' lunch money, but gambling debts are debts of honor.
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Fred Flintstone : WILMA!
Wilma Flintstone : Uh-oh. Something's gone wrong. Yes, Fred?
Fred Flintstone : Wilma, I had some money stashed away in the holes of my bowling ball. Did you touch it?
Wilma Flintstone : Oh, yes, Fred, I meant to tell you. The men came and I had to give them some money.
Fred Flintstone : Oh, boy. ''The men came.'' What men?
Wilma Flintstone : The men came to repossess the TV set because you haven't been making payments. Just as they were taking it, I happened to remember the money in the bowling ball.
Fred Flintstone : ''Happened to remember the money in the bowling ball''? And how did you happen to remember something you didn't know about?
Wilma Flintstone : Uh, I'm thinking, I'm thinking. Um, I was dusting and happened to run across the money.
Fred Flintstone : [sarcastically] Well, ain't I the lucky guy? What a good housekeeper I have. She even dusts the holes of my bowling ball.
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Wilma Flintstone , Betty Rubble : Yabba-Dabba-Doo!
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Wilma Flintstone , Betty Rubble : CHARGE IT!
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Betty Rubble : Oh, here comes Barney, Wilma.
Wilma Flintstone : Did you find out anything, Barney?
Barney Rubble : [walks by] I sure did.
Betty Rubble , Wilma Flintstone : Well? What did you find out?
Barney Rubble : [walks by again, carrying a TV set] I found out that Fred Flintstone is no friend of mine.
Wilma Flintstone : What's that supposed to mean, Betty?
Betty Rubble : I don't know.
Wilma Flintstone : Betty, did you happen to notice what Barney was carrying when he left your house?
Betty Rubble : Mm-hmm. Our TV set.
Wilma Flintstone : That's what I thought, but why?
Betty Rubble : I don't know. Let's find out.
Wilma Flintstone : Yeah, lets. There's something funny going on with TV sets lately.
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Betty Rubble : And Fred never has bet again?
Wilma Flintstone : Never. He's been an ideal husband ever since.
Fred Flintstone : WILMA!
Betty Rubble : Your ideal husband is home, Wilma.
Wilma Flintstone : I didn't say he was perfect. He's ideal as husbands go.
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Wilma Flintstone : Fred, what's going on?
Fred Flintstone : [chuckles nervously] Oh. I, uh, I, uh, told Barney I loaned our TV to Arnold's boys' club and good old Barney, he said, and I quote, uh, ''You can have mine until you get yours back.''
[chuckles]
Fred Flintstone : Wasn't that nice of him?
Wilma Flintstone : Fred Flintstone, you give that set back to Barney.
Barney Rubble : You heard what the lady said, Fred. You heard it.
Fred Flintstone : You, Barney, are a false friend.
Barney Rubble : [leaves with his TV set] Right, Fred. And we false friends like to watch our TV programs.
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Wilma Flintstone : Hey, boys, open up. We want to speak to you.
Arnold : [from inside his clubhouse] Go on, beat it. No girls allowed.
Wilma Flintstone : Much as I hate to admit it, we're not girls.
Betty Rubble : We're women.
Arnold : Women? Those are the worst kind of girls.
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Betty Rubble : Boys always seem to want to belong to boys' clubs.
Wilma Flintstone : Until they grow up. Then they join men's clubs.
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Wilma Flintstone : I just can't stay mad at Fred. Sometimes he does such nice things.
Barney Rubble : I still think there's something fishy about it.
[Wilma, Betty, and Barney enter the Flintstones' home and Barney notices something]
Wilma Flintstone : Well, Fred isn't home yet. I'll make some coffee. You two sit down and get comfortable.
Barney Rubble : Sit down? On what?
Betty Rubble : The furniture's all gone!
Wilma Flintstone : Well, that does it. I know Fred's betting again when all the furniture's gone. I've had five years of that.
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[Wilma and Betty enter Arnold's boys' club]
Betty Rubble : Wilma, look.
Wilma Flintstone : I'm looking. It looks like my house.
Betty Rubble : No wonder. It's all your furniture. It makes a nice clubroom.
Wilma Flintstone : Yeah. It looks better here than at home.