- Barney Rubble: Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: There you go again!
- Barney Rubble: Again? All I said was Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Well, that's the trouble with you! You're always sneaking up behind me and yelling Fred! I'm sick of it! Sick! Sick! Sick!
- Barney Rubble: Why? Why? Why? I think Fred's a nice name.
- [Fred rushes outside to get the mail]
- Betty Rubble: What's with Fred? He's so excited.
- Wilma Flintstone: Oh, it's the notice from his boss, he hopes, about the annual raise in salary.
- Betty Rubble: Oh, well, what's the big fuss then? Fred gets his raise every year.
- Wilma Flintstone: All the other employees have already received their notices in the mail.
- Betty Rubble: I see. Well, suppose Fred doesn't get that raise this year. Would it upset him?
- Fred Flintstone: NO! IT CAN'T BE!
- Wilma Flintstone: That answer your question?
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, Betty and I are going shopping. If you don't mind...
- Fred Flintstone: Mind? Why should I mind if you spend a couple of bucks? I'm not busted exactly. We got everything, give or take a few payments.
- Wilma Flintstone: You didn't let me finish. If you don't mind helping yourself to lunch. The icebox is full.
- Fred Flintstone: You're darn right it's full. I don't need old Slate's raise. But why did he single me out for no raise this year? Why?
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, maybe...
- Fred Flintstone: Yeah? Yeah?
- Wilma Flintstone: Maybe you lost your temper with Mr. Slate at some time.
- Fred Flintstone: ME? I NEVER LOSE MY TEMPER! NEVER!
- [runs over to Betty]
- Fred Flintstone: YOU EVER CATCH ME LOSING MY TEMPER?
- Betty Rubble: You?
- [giggles]
- Betty Rubble: Ridiculous.
- Fred Flintstone: There.