- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, if you're ready, I'll put your breakfast on the fire. How do you want the brontosaurus steak done?
- Fred Flintstone: Uh, hold it a minute, Wilma. I'm going over to tell Barney the deal I made with Joe Rockhead.
- Wilma Flintstone: Well, it's beyond me how you could do such a thing to your best friend.
- Fred Flintstone: What's one thing got to do with the other?
- [outside, Barney has just arrived and is listening]
- Fred Flintstone: Even though he's known as Second-place Rubble, he'll always be my best friend. Why, there's nothing in this whole wide world I wouldn't do for that dear old pal of mine and I venture to say there's nothing he wouldn't do for dear old me.
- Barney Rubble: That's for sure.
- Wilma Flintstone: I just know he'll feel very hurt when he hears you're teaming with Joe Rockhead.
- [Barney is shocked]
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma, I'm gonna prove to you that nothing could come between the true blue friendship that me and Barney have for each other.
- [looks outside and walks out]
- Fred Flintstone: Hiya, Barney. I want to chat with you.
- [a beating sound is heard]
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma, I'll take that steak now.
- Wilma Flintstone: How do you want it?
- Fred Flintstone: [walks to Wilma with a black eye] Raw. How else?
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred!
- [Fred stands at the front door and covers his black eye with the steak]
- Fred Flintstone: True blue friend, my eye. What a sorehead.
- Fred Flintstone: Well, honey, as the saying goes, I'm off to the races.
- Wilma Flintstone: And I'll be right here when you get back... with the first aid kit.
- [Fred is sleeping]
- Wilma Flintstone: [in Fred's dream] He's my husband, and I ought to know he's a nice guy.
- Fred Flintstone: Nice guys finish last.
- Barney Rubble: [in Fred's dream] Fred Flintstone is my best friend. He's the nicest guy I know.
- Fred Flintstone: Nice guys finish last.
- Betty Rubble: [in Fred's dream] Fred's a very nice guy.
- Fred Flintstone: Nice guys finish last!
- Grand Poobah: [in Fred's dream] And the booby prize again goes to Flintstone and Rubble, a couple of nice guys who, of course, finished last!
- [laughter is heard and Fred wakes up freaking out]
- Fred Flintstone: No! No! I'm not a nice guy! I'm a dirty, no good...
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, boy, why do you always wait 'til Saturday to go marketing?
- Wilma Flintstone: You know perfectly well why. You get paid on Friday.
- Betty Rubble: Men!
- Wilma Flintstone: Yeah. You can't live with them...
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma!
- Wilma Flintstone: And you can't live with... I sometimes wonder about the rest of that saying.
- [Fred is giving Barney the 1st place cup]
- Fred Flintstone: To the winner of the wheelbarrow race and new champ, Barney Rubble.
- Barney Rubble: Aw, you keep it, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, no. To the victor belongs the spoils. So here's the spoils.
- Barney Rubble: Nope. You always wanted it, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: Take it, I said!
- Barney Rubble: Keep it yourself!
- Fred Flintstone: Take it, or I might change my mind!
- [from inside the house, Wilma and Betty are listening]
- Wilma Flintstone: It's like the sound of music.
- Barney Rubble: I told you, I don't want it!
- Betty Rubble: Like old times again.
- Wilma Flintstone: Excuse me, Betty. There's something I must get in the kitchen.
- Betty Rubble: Oh, sure, Wilma. Mind if I tag along?
- Wilma Flintstone: Not at all, Betty.
- Fred Flintstone: Are you gonna take this cup?
- Barney Rubble: Nope, and definitely nope!
- Betty Rubble: [gasps] Oh, what a beautiful steak, Wilma. How does Fred like it?
- Wilma Flintstone: Usually medium.
- Fred Flintstone: If you don't take this cup, so help me...
- [a beating sound is heard from outside]
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma!
- Wilma Flintstone: But lately he's been taking his steak raw.
- [walks to Fred]
- Wilma Flintstone: Here you are, Fred.
- Fred Flintstone: [covers his black eye with the steak again] That Barney. Remind me never to speak to him again. Ooooh! My eye!
- Wilma Flintstone: All right, Fred. It's up to you. It's your move.
- Fred Flintstone: Okay, Wilma.
- Joe Rockhead: I'm glad this is the last hand. I'm sleepy.
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, Joe and Rita would like to go to sleep. It's your play.
- Fred Flintstone: Just a minute. I'm thinking.
- Wilma Flintstone: About what? You have only one card left.
- Fred Flintstone: Oh, well, I think it's our trick with my ace.
- Rita Rockhead: Sorry, Fred. I trump it.
- Fred Flintstone: Where did you get that trump? I counted all 12 out.
- Wilma Flintstone: Begging your pardon, Mr. Culbertson, but there are 13 trumps in the deck.
- Fred Flintstone: Criticizing, always criticizing.
- Wilma Flintstone: Fred, that was a mean thing to say about Barney.
- Fred Flintstone: Mean? What did I say?
- Wilma Flintstone: You know perfectly well. You were suggesting to Joe that you'd like to be his partner at the picnic.
- Fred Flintstone: Well, that's ridiculous. Would I doublecross Barney, my best friend, just to win a couple of those great, big, first-place loving cups, that would look so wonderful in our living room? That I could show off to everybody? That would make me the proudest man in Bedrock? Now, would I do that?
- Wilma Flintstone: Yes.