The Flintstones (1960–1966): Season 3, Episode 13 - High School Fred - full transcript

A new executive at the quarry tells Fred he must get his high school degree to keep his job. Mr.Slate gives him a leave of absence to complete his course and get a diploma. A bit embarrassed, he tells Wilma that he goes to an executive school. However, at school, he is a popular student with the kids, so much that he arrives tired at home at night. Suspecting this school is too much for Fred, Wilma asks Barney to check on Fred...

Let's have it, pal.

Got it! And away we go!

Boy, look at him go,
boy!

Hey, let's get him to break
the school track records.

Yeah.
I bet you he can.

[Kids] flintstone!
Flintstone! Rah rah rah!

Yabba-Dabba-Doo!

[Crash]

[Kids] yay, Fred!

You broke
the record, Fred.

Hooray for me.



[Squawk]

Yabba-Dabba-Doo!

Flintstones,
meet the Flintstones

They're the modern
stone age family

From the town of bedrock

They're a page
right out of history

Let's ride with the family
down the street

Through the courtesy

Of Fred's two feet

When you're with
the Flintstones

Have a yabba-Dabba-Doo
time

A dabba-Doo time

We'll have a gay old time

Come on, now.



Make sure
you got it right.

That's it.
Now lift it.

Up, up.
Steady now.

Careful. Good.
Good so far.

Ok, now put it on the pile
with the others.

Easy does it.

Lay it down careful,

And don't toss it.

If I told you once,

I told you
a thousand times--

Don't toss the rocks!

Heh heh heh heh!

[Man] and,
in the future,

Our prices will be
much lower.

Yours very truly,

Et cetera, et
cetera, et cetera.

Send it right out.

Yes, mr. Slate.

[Buzz]

Yes,
miss wealthstone?

A mr. Rockhard
to see you.

Oh, yes, the efficiency expert.

Send him in.

Yes, mr. Slate.

[Door opens]

Ah, there you are,
mr. Rockhard.

I want you to make
any changes

Necessary
around here.

We've got to
cut our expenses.

Yes. Well,
I will check

The employees' records
first, mr. Slate,

And get rid
of the deadwood.

Good, good. We don't
want any round pegs

In square holes.

Or is it squares
in round pegs?

Well, anyway,
we don't want any.

Hey, Fred!

[Fred] what do you want,
Charlie?

The boss wants to
see you right away.

Oh, boy, I'm getting
nothing done today.

If it isn't one thing,
it's another.

Ok, take me up
to the office.

See if you can
do that right.

Alright, now up, up.
Steady now.

Easy does it.

Ok, move me a little
closer to the cliff.

Won't you ever learn?

Heh heh heh heh!

Flintstone! Lying down
on the job, eh?

Oh, no, no, no.
No, mr. Slate.

I was hurrying
to get to you, sir.

Yes. Well, step inside,
Flintstone.

I want you to meet

Our new
efficiency expert--

Mr. Rockhard.

A-Fishy-Enshy
expert?

Now, mr. Flintstone,
I see by your record

That you did not
finish high school.

Yeah. That's right.

Ooh, I don't like him.

I was sick the last couple
of weeks in school,

And I didn't graduate.

That's too bad,
mr. Flintstone.

Yeah? How come?

Well,
under our new rule,

Every employee
must have

A high school
diploma,

Or he must be
terminated.

Terminated?
Like a bug?

No, no.
That's exterminated.

Oh.

To be terminated
means you are fired.

Fired?

For just two weeks away
from my diploma?

Rules are rules,
mr. Flintstone.

Uh, just a moment,
mr. Rockhard.

I'd like
a word with you.

Yes, sir,
mr. Slate.

Fred, please

Wait outside
a minute.

[Fred]
yes, sir.

Oh, boy.
My career is over.

One gravel pit in town,

And the only work I know
is gravel-Pitting.

[Slate]
flintstone?

Yeah, mr. Slate?

Fred, I talked it
over with rockhard

And explained to him

How you're
the best bowler

On our company
bowling team,

And we don't want
to lose you.

So you can have
your job back

If you go
to high school

For two weeks.

H-H-High school?

The company will pay
your salary

For the two weeks.

You get
your diploma,

And you can have
your job back.

Now, what
do you say?

What can I say?

I've got to save my job.
I'll do it, I'll do it.

Oh, boy. Back to high school
at my age.

It's a good thing mr. Slate
called the school to enroll me.

I'd be too embarrassed
to do it myself.

Gee, what a tough day
I had today.

Fred will be here soon
to pick me up,

And will I be glad
to see him!

I'm bushed.

How am I going to tell Wilma?

What wife wants to be married
to a high school boy?

Here comes
good old freddy now.

Hiya, Fred.
Right on time, fella.

Well, of all
the low-Down tricks.

He passed me right up.

[Brakes screech]

[Barking]

[Thud]

Is that you, Fred?

[Fred]
yeah, it's me.

Sit down, Fred.
Your dinner's ready.

[Mumbling]

Oh, I've had such
a trying day, Fred.

I had to spend
all afternoon

In the beauty parlor,

And the dryer wasn't
working right.

And the girl left
the solution

In my hair too long.

It was just
one of those days

When everything
goes wrong.

You can
say that again.

The company is
sending me to school.

School? Why,
that's wonderful!

What's so wonderful
about it?

Well, a company
doesn't send

An employee to
school for training

Unless they have
something in mind.

Oh ho ho!

They have something
in mind, alright.

Oh, I knew it!

They're going
to make you

An executive!

I'm so proud of you,
Fred!

Going
to executive school.

Eat your dinner,
dear,

While I run over
and tell Betty

The good news.

Well, that does it.

Now I don't dare
tell her it's high school.

Hmm! Some dinner.

One measly little
brontosaurus chop.

And they'll
probably make Fred

A vice president
at least!

You know, we thought
Fred must have

Something on his mind.

Because he passed
right by Barney,

And poor Barney had
to walk all the way home.

And those cobblestones
got my feet all swolled up.

Oh, I hope you both
will forgive Fred.

Of course, Wilma.

Thanks.
I'll see you later.

Barney, how is it
your boss

Never sends you
to school?

Well, I guess he figures
I'm smart enough.

I bet if you
asked him he would.

Well, maybe...
if I asked him.

Well, ask him.

No, Betty, no.

Are you
going to ask him?

No. Hee hee hee!

Hey! Oh ho!

Cut it out!

Stop, Betty!

Ok! Ok!

I'll ask him!

Hee hee
hee hee!

Hee hee hee hee!

Ok! Ok!

I'll ask him!
I'll ask him!

Hee hee hee hee!

Gee! What a life!

It's your first
day of school, Fred.

Now pay attention
to the teacher.

I will. I will.

Got a handkerchief?

Yeah, yeah, here.

Don't lose
your lunch money.

I won't, I'll tie it
in my handkerchief.

Good-Bye, Wilma.

Good-Bye, Fred.

I mean,
mr. Flintstone,

Gravel pit
superintendent.

Ha ha ha ha!

The things a guy has to do
to hold a job these days.

Oh, boy. I bet those kids
will give me the works.

Well, there it is--

Bedrock high school.

Used to have a great bunch
here in my day,

But kids ain't
what they used to be.

Hey, here comes
that mr. Flintstone

The principal
told us about.

Yeah, and he asked us
to treat him

Like any other
new student.

Well, he's got
his own car.

That's the kind of
new student we like.

Well, here goes,
right past all those kids.

Oh, boy.
They'll really razz me.

Hi, Fred.

Welcome
to bedrock high.

Morning, Fred.

Be seeing you,
Fred.

Welcome,
freddy flintstone.

Nice car
you got, Fred.

Hiya, gang!

Gee, what a nice bunch
of kids.

Yes, mr. Flintstone,

They are a nice group

Of students,

And they will regard you

As one of them

While you are here.

I appreciate that, sir.

Good, good.

Now report
to miss stonewall

In room 17.

Yes, sir.
Thank you.

I'll study hard.

Good morning,
boys and girls.

[Kids] good morning,
teacher!

Good morning,
miss stonewall.

Good morning,
freddy.

I want you
to feel at home.

Thank you,
miss stonewall.

Homeroom was never
like this.

Now, for our geology
question,

What does
the substrata

Of the town
of bedrock

Consist of?

Rocky, can you
answer that?

Sandy?

Crystal?

See if you can
answer that, Freddy.

Uh...ahem.

The substrata
under the town of bedrock

Consists of sandstone,
granite, slate,

And crushed
alluvial deposits

Compressed
into a sheetlike mass

Of sedimentary rock
and earth

With a topsoil layer
3 feet in depth.

My! That's
very good, Freddy!

Thank you,
miss stonewall.

I, uh...learned that
the hard way.

And now,
boys and girls,

You have
a free period.

[Kids] yay!

You may go, too,
freddy.

Uh...yay!

[Boy] come on,
freddy-Boy!

[Second boy]
right in the old bucket!

Ok, buddy-Boys,
watch this shot!

[Kids] yay!

Nice shot,
freddy!

Hey! Let's go down
to the malt shop!

Yeah, in your car.
I'll drive.

[Kids]
hooray for flintstone!

[Boy] ha ha!
Good old freddy-Boy!

[Girl] our new
star athlete!

[Kids] yay!

[Kids] go, freddy, go!
Go, go, go!

Go, freddy, go!
Go, go, go!

[Boy]
keep going, Fred!

[Second boy]
that's the stuff, pal.

Abba-Dabba-Doo-Ooh!

[Girl] he did it!
He did it!

[Boy] a new record!
34 malts!

[Kids] yay!

[Thud]

Barney, have you
seen Fred?

He isn't home
from school yet,

And I'm beginning
to worry about him.

[Brakes screech]

That must be
him now, Wilma.

I better go and see
if he's alright.

We'll come over too,
Wilma.

Oh, boy.
I made it.

Fred, what happened?
I was so worried.

[Fred mumbles]

[Wilma] oh,
you poor dear.

You better sit down.
Dinner's all ready.

Oh, I'm not hungry,
Wilma.

I want
to go to bed.

Did you hear that,
Betty?

Fred said
he wasn't hungry.

Oh, I wish we had
a tape recorder.

Nobody will believe me.

[Snoring]

Poor Fred.

They must have
worked him too hard

The first day.

I'm going
to make Fred

Quit that
executive school.

Good idea, Wilma.

Executives are prone
to breakdowns, Wilma.

School softens them up.

Fred, please don't
go to school today.

I have to go.
They're depending on me.

But they're working
you too hard, Fred.

I can't stay home.
Beat it, Dino.

There's important things
to do today.

Let's have it, pal.

Got it.
And away we go!

Boy, look at him go,
boy!

Hey, let's get him to break
the school track record.

Yeah.
I bet you he can.

[Kids]
flintstone! Flintstone!

Rah rah rah!

Yabba-Dabba-Doo!

[Crash]

[Kids] yay, Fred!

You broke
the record, Fred!

Hooray for me.

[Girl] he's taking off
for the broad jump!

Look at him go!

He's over the fence!

What a star!

[Crash]

Hey, Fred,
you broke another record!

If that's all I broke,
I'm lucky.

Oh, my aching back!

[Brakes screech]

That must be Fred.

Sit down, Fred!
Dinner's ready!

Oh! No dinner.
Not hungry.

Ooh!

Bed, bed.
Bed, bed, bed.

Fred, what's the matter?

What are
they doing to you

At that
executive school?

Ooh!

You get
right to bed, Fred,

And no more school.

Ooh.

[Snoring]

A promotion
isn't worth all this.

It sure is odd

They're working Fred
so hard, Wilma.

I just don't
understand it.

I'll tell you what,
Wilma.

If Fred insists on going
to executive school tomorrow,

I'll follow him
and see what he's doing.

Barney, would you
do that for me?

Oh, sure, Wilma.
Why not?

I'm a real sweet guy.

Hee hee hee hee!

I tell you,
I have to go to school

For the full two weeks.

But, Fred,
I don't care

If you don't become
an executive.

You'll care
if I don't finish

The two weeks,
I guarantee it.

Barney, Fred just left.
I couldn't stop him.

[Barney] ok, Wilma.

I'll put a tail on him.

That's detective talk.

Well, stop
detective talking

And start
detective moving.

Right, sarge.

Hee hee hee hee!

I wish I didn't
have to graduate.

I'm getting to like school.

I got a funny feeling
I'm being followed.

[Brakes screech]

Boy, I ducked
just in time.

No one in sight.

I guess
all this education

Has sharpened up
my sensitivities.

Fred's going
into the high school.

I didn't know executives
learned with kids.

This is getting to be
a real, genuine mystery,

Like on tv.

[Miss stonewall]
good morning,

Boys and girls.

[All]
good morning, teacher!

I'll look
in the window.

Maybe I can see
what's tiring Fred out.

[Miss stonewall]
now,

You'll wear that
dunce cap, Fred,

Until you apologize
to crystal

For dipping her hair
in the ink.

I apologize,
crystal.

I'll never
do it again.

This is executive school?

Oh ho! That shouldn't
tire Fred.

[Miss stonewall]
alright, boys and girls,

Nutrition.

[Boy] come on, freddy!
Abba-Dabba-Doo-Ooh!

[Second boy]
I'll drive, Fred.

[Fred] to the malt shop,
james.

Ha ha ha ha!

[Kids] rah rah!
Flintstone!

Freddy,
you're our hero!

Well, one thing--
Fred's sure popular here,

And that teenage stuff
would be tiring

To a guy his age.

[Music playing]

[Kids]
go, freddy, go!

Go, go, go!

Go, freddy, go!

Go, go, go!

[Boy] how about trying
to break the record

For drinking malteds,
Fred?

Ok, pals.

Stop the music.

[Kids] yay, Fred!

Awk!

Gee, what a workout.

Teenagers. Phooey.

47...

[Fred gulping]

48...49...

keep going,
Fred!

[Gulping]

[Thud]

Yay! A new record, Fred!
49 malts!

[Kids] abba-Dabba-Doo!

I could have made 50

If I hadn't eaten
those 10 brontoburgers.

[Barney] oh,
that will spoil

Your dinner tonight,
Fred.

It spoils my dinner
every night, Barney.

Barney!

What are you
doing here?

That's my question,
Fred.

Well, uh...uh...
it's hard to explain.

Try, Fred.

Ok, let's go outside
and I'll explain it to you.

It's only
a couple days more,

And I get my diploma
and my job back.

So you see
the bind I'm in, Barney?

Yeah, I do, Fred.

Hee hee hee hee!

Wilma married
to a high school boy.

Hee hee hee!

Ha ha ha.
It ain't funny, Barney.

Oh, don't worry,
Fred,

I won't tell
the girls.

Thank you, barn.

I better go back in.
The gang's waiting.

[Boy] hey!
Fred is back!

[Kids] hooray! Hooray!

[Music playing]

[Both] go, freddy, go!
Go, go, go!

Go, freddy, go!

Go, go, go!

Who'd have
thunk it--

Fred, an overaged
teenager?

Hee hee hee hee!

What do you mean
you can't tell us

What Fred is doing?

Well, I promised
not to snitch.

Oh, knock it off, Barney.
What's Fred doing?

All I can say, Wilma,

Is that it's
real important

That Fred
finish school...

before it finishes him.
Hee hee hee!

[Brakes screech]

Oh, here he comes now.

Oh...oh...

put me to bed.
I'm not hungry.

Bed. Bed!

Fred hasn't eaten dinner
in over a week.

Maybe he's snacking
during the day.

Huh. Snacking,
she says.

49 malts
and 10 brontoburgers--

Snacking.

Hee hee hee hee!

Well, coach,

How does the big football game

This afternoon shape up?

Terrible. Terrible!

We're going
to get clobbered.

If we only had one man

That had
weight and power--

Oops! I'm sorry.

Why don't you look
where you're going,

You big lummox!

Tut-Tut.

No calling the students
names, you know.

This is a student?

Freddy Flintstone,
sir.

Come on, son.

Let's talk things over
down on the football field.

Ok, boys,
go over the plays

So Fred will learn them
for this afternoon.

[Boy]
right, coach!

We'll use
the "t" formation.

"T" formation.
Gotcha.

On 7, 8, 14,

Right guard takes
one step back

With a lateral hold,

Indicating
an off-Tackle

Forward pass.

Right, right.
I got it.

I see you got
a new spray gun, Wilma.

Looks like
a good one.

Yeah,
and a heavy one, too.

[Barney] hey, girls,

How would you like to go
to the football game?

Sam boulder can't go
this afternoon,

So he gave me
his two tickets.

And with the ticket I have,
that makes 3.

Oh, goody,
we can all go!

That's
wonderful!

I'll say it's wonderful.

My ribs were getting sore.

Too bad
Fred had to go

To executive school
today.

Well, his career
is more important

Than a football game.

That's right.

[Barney] come on, girls.
Let's go.

[Crowd cheering]

[Announcer] the stonycreek team
has just come onto the field.

And here comes the bedrock team.

[Crowd cheering]

[Announcer] they don't seem
to have the weight and power

That the visiting team has,

But--What am I saying? Wow!

Look at the size
of that kid!

Oh, no.

He's a lot bigger
than the other kids.

And a lot older,
too.

I thought he'd
be in the crowd,

Not on the team.

[Betty] Barney,
stop mumbling.

And here's the kickoff.

It's a long, high,

Beautiful end-Over-End.

The big fat kid
on the bedrock team

Is going for it,

And he's got it.

He's running back with the ball.

A stonycreek tackler

Is after him...and another one.

The big kid's hard to stop!

And he's over for a touchdown!
How about that?

Yay, Fred!

Atta-Boy!
Good old Fred!

Fred?

Fred who?

[Kids] flintstone! Flintstone!
Rah rah! Flintstone!

Well, that answers
your question.

Barney, how come
Fred's down there

Playing football?

Well, it's a long story,
Wilma.

[Wilma]
I've got the time.

[Betty]
so have I.

Well, it's like this.

Fred's boss called him
in the other day,

And he says,

"I got an exficient
expert here..."

So you see,
Fred did it

To save his job.

Well, in a case
like this, Wilma,

There's only
one thing to do.

Right. Let's do it.

[All] flintstone! Flintstone!
Rah rah! Flintstone!

Yay, freddy! Rah rah rah!

Stonycreek's
powerful quarterback

Has the ball.

He's out in the open,

Driving hard
for a touchdown.

Uh-Oh. He's stopped
by the big fat kid.

Stonycreek is losing ground.

The quarterback
is being tackled...

all the way back
to the scrimmage line!

There's a fumble!

The ball is recovered

By the big fat kid!

What a powerhouse!

He's carrying
the whole stonycreek team

Over the goal line!

For a touchdown!

[All] yay, Fred! Rah rah rah!

[Kids] flintstone! Flintstone!
Rah rah rah!

Here comes the kick
for point.

If bedrock makes it, they win.

The ball is lined up
by the big fat kid.

This is a tense moment.

Here comes the kick.

It looks good!
Straight for the goal posts.

And flintstone is making sure
by holding onto the ball!

How about that,
boys and girls!

[Crash]

Fred won
the game!

Let's hurry home
before Fred.

We'll surprise him!

He'll never suspect
we were here today!

Here he comes.
Now act natural.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, my aching back!

Ooh! Ooh!

[Wilma] hi, Fred.
Tough day

At executive school
today?

I'll say. It was one
of the toughest ones yet.

I'm bushed!

Here, Fred.
7, 16, 14.

Lateral hold.
I'll tackle.

Gotcha.

[Wilma, Barney, Betty]
flintstone! Flintstone!

Rah rah rah!

Yay, freddy!

You know?

[Wilma]
yes, Fred,

And you're
wonderful!

Well...ha ha!
In that case,

You're all invited
to my graduation.

[Principal]
charles cobblestone.

Congratulations,
charles.

[Cobblestone]
thank you, sir.

Fred Flintstone.

I'm so proud
of Fred.

We are, too,
Wilma.

As our most...
senior graduate,

Would you say
a few words, Fred?

Be glad to, sir.

Fellow students,

These two weeks
have convinced me

That high school
is for the young,

Because only the young
can take it,

And I'm not kidding.

Oh, my aching back!

Flintstones,
meet the Flintstones

They're the modern
stone-Age family

From the town of bedrock

They're a page
right out of history

Someday, maybe Fred

Will win the fight

Then that cat will stay out

For the night...

when you're with
the Flintstones

Have a yabba-Dabba-Doo time

A dabba doo time

We'll have a gay old time

We'll have a gay old time

Wilma!