- Fred Flintstone: [trying to fool their wives it wasn't them in the bowling alley] Read me another bedtime story, would you, Barney pal?
- Barney Rubble: Sure, which one? "Uncle Wiggly" or "I Was a Teenage Brontosaurus"?
- Wilma Flintstone: [after the wives realize the guys' deception] State of shock, huh?
- Fred Flintstone: Wilma, no, no, not in the head!
- [gets clobbered]
- Wilma Flintstone: Try that while you're "poor, sick" at home!
- Betty Rubble: [mumbles something hard to understand, but definitely angry]
- Barney Rubble: Betty, Betty, not with the bowling ball!
- [gets clobbered]
- [the paperboy throws the newspaper, which is a stone slab, at Fred, knocking him down]
- Wilma Flintstone: Did you get your paper, dear?
- Fred Flintstone: [straining] Yeah, and I'm lucky it only comes once a week.
- Fred Flintstone: What are you supposed to be doing, besides annoying me on my day off?
- Barney Rubble: Practicing golf. Watch this. Fore!
- [swings golf club]
- Fred Flintstone: One more ''fore'' out of you and I'll give you what for.
- [Fred and Barney have tried to escape from their wives in their flyer]
- Barney Rubble: But Fred, my legs are getting tired.
- Fred Flintstone: Are your legs tired or are you tired of living? Keep pumping!
- Barney Rubble: I'm too pooped to pump.
- Wilma Flintstone: [to Betty, after seeing Fred in bed supposedly sick] So help me, I'll never mistrust Fred again.
- Betty Rubble: You're right, Wilma. They're two of the good ones.
- [Fred opens one eye]
- Betty Rubble: Let's face it, we're a couple of shrews.
- Barney Rubble: [to the women, wearing a fake mustache and feigning a German accent] Yeah, that's for sure! Let that be a lesson: never doubt your husbands, or they may take a powder! Get it?
- [Fred reacts in shock, as do the wives]
- Wilma Flintstone, Betty Rubble: It WAS them!
- Fred Flintstone: [glowering at Barney] You dope!