The Flintstones (1960–1966): Season 3, Episode 24 - Carry On, Nurse Fred - full transcript
Wilma and newborn baby Pebbles are brought home by Fred, who seems a bit uptight, worried that something might happen to his new daughter. At home, the happy threesome are welcomed by Barney and Betty...and a new nurse who's strict on the "rules". Fred does not like that dictatorial nurse at his home and decides to take the house chores by himself. However, can Fred keep up to his new responsibilities? Especially when he thinks he left Pebbles on the laundry basket while going asleep...
Stop! You got my baby!
[Siren]
All right, buster.
Pull over.
Officer,
you got to help me.
It's my baby!
Oh, it's you again.
Don't tell me.
Let me guess.
You've got
to get the baby
To the hospital,
right?
Wrong! I got to get her
from the laundry!
Hey, you,
come back here!
Help! Police!
[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
[Gurgling]
Ha ha ha!
Oh, you precious darling.
Isn't she pretty, Betty?
Beautiful, Wilma.
She sure takes after
her mommy.
She takes after her daddy
a little, too. Listen.
[Snoring]
[Laughing]
Fred's waiting outside,
Wilma.
You ready to go home?
Can't wait. Let's go.
And speaking
of big daddy, Betty,
Was Fred home when
the nurse got there?
No, he was out
buying cigars.
So I let her in.
What did you
think of her?
Well, she seems fine
and looks very capable,
But you should've seen
Barney's reaction.
All she said
was 4 words to him,
And he clicked his heels,
threw her a military salute,
And marched out
in a huff.
Oh, dear.
What were the 4 words?
"Wash your hands
immediately!"
Uh-Oh. Those sound like
fighting words for Fred.
Not anymore, Wilma.
Since Fred became a father,
he's a new man--
Relaxed, calm,
perfectly under control.
It's amazing.
You'd hardly
know him, Wilma.
[Wilma]
I'd know him.
Wilma!
What took you so long?
I've been worried sick.
Are you ok, sweetheart?
Is everything all right?
How is little pebbles?
What did the doctor say?
Fred! Take it easy.
Well, bye, Wilma.
I've got some
shopping to do.
Yeah, thanks, Betty.
Bye, Fred.
[Fred] bet, byebe--
I mean, bye, Betty.
So, I've been reading
this childcare book.
And you know what
dr. Rock says, Wilma?
[Honking]
Um, excuse me, Fred,
But I think that car
behind us
Wants us to go
a little faster.
That is his problem.
Dr. Rock says
speed causes tension
And tension causes
a nervous child.
[Honking]
I am going
to remain calm,
And if that guy
thinks
He can make
my child nervous,
He's cuckoo.
[Horns honk]
Quiet back there!
You'll wake my baby!
Fred, please
don't get mad.
Tension causes...
Anyway, Wilma,
dr. Rock says
That parents of today
worry too much.
They are overprotective.
Well, we are not
going to be like that.
Don't you think
we should drive
A little faster?
Now calm down.
Calm down, sweetheart.
This is your first baby.
Naturally you're nervous.
Just--Just relax.
Oh, brother.
[Gurgling]
[Fred]
what did you say, Wilma?
[Wilma] nothing, Fred.
I'm just sitting here
relaxed.
[Fussing]
I didn't hear you, dear.
[Wilma] I didn't
say anything.
It was--
[Baby crying]
Wilma, that wasn't you!
That was the baby!
I know, Fred.
[Crying]
Fred,
what are you doing?
I'm going back
to the hospital, Wilma.
Something's wrong
with the baby!
Hold on, pebbles.
Daddy will get help.
Let's hope so.
Daddy's the one
who needs it.
[Siren]
Fred, there's an--
Yeah, yeah.
I know.
[Brakes squeal]
[Officer]
all right, speedy.
Say, that was
a pretty neat 70
You were doing there.
How would you like
to try for 90 in jail?
Please, officer,
you don't understand.
It's my baby.
I'm rushing her
to the hospital.
Well, why didn't
you say so?
Say, you know,
I got 6 of my own.
Mmm. Say,
cute little monkey.
Oh, thank you, officer.
She just looks
hungry to me.
[Fred] will you two
stop gabbing
And let's get
to the hospital.
Can't you hear
her crying?
Don't you understand?
She's...
she's...
she's not crying.
What's wrong?
Why did she stop?
Because she's having
her dinner, Fred.
She was hungry.
All that noise
because she was hungry?
[Wilma]
ever hear yourself
When your dinner's
10 minutes late,
Fred?
Well, your first
baby, huh?
Ha ha ha!
His, too. Ha ha ha!
[Crying]
Ha ha ha. Come on.
Follow me, folks.
I'll get you
home safe.
Thank you, officer.
Gee, it takes a while
Getting used
to the first one,
Doesn't it?
Don't give it
a thought, ma'am.
You'll find out
That kids raise
themselves,
But if I were you,
I'd keep a close eye
on his father.
[Fred] easy now,
sweetheart.
Take one step
at a time.
Honestly, Fred,
I'm not going to break.
[Together]
welcome home,
Proud parents.
Why, Betty and Barney,
what a nice surprise.
We know you have
to rest, Wilma,
So we won't stay long.
[Barney] we just wanted
to bring pebbles
A little
welcome home present--
Just a few posies
to pebbles
From her uncle Barney.
Oh, barn, you didn't
have to do that.
Thank you, pal.
Gee, they're really swell.
Here. Here,
have a cigar.
Barney played poker
With the florist
last night.
And he won that thing?
Well, he had
a choice--
It was either
that one,
"Rest in peace,"
Or "bon voyage,
Sam and Stella."
Yes, sir, Fred,
You sure must be
a happy man.
I sure am, Barney--
A happy man
and a lucky man.
A beautiful wife,
A beautiful
little daughter,
And beautiful
friends.
Life can be be-Yoo-Tiful,
right, Fred?
Right. Peace
and contentment,
That's what I got.
Perfect peace
and contentment.
Ok,
smokey the bear,
Let's have
those cigars.
Huh?
Rule
number one:
No smoking in
the same house
With the baby.
Do I make
myself clear?
[Both] yes, sir!
Rule number two:
no flowers.
Anything that might come
in contact with this baby
Must be sterilized.
Hey, now, wait a minute!
I stayed up all night
winning those flowers.
This thing is
crawling with germs.
It's dirty. Yecch!
[Barney]
I resent that.
Wilma, where did
she come from?
She's the nurse,
Fred.
Mother sent her
To take care of
the baby and us.
Your mother sent her?
But, Wilma, she threw out
pebbles' flowers
That Barney brought her.
She can't just
start taking over
And insulting
our friends.
I'm here to do a job.
And that means
we stick to the rules.
Oh, is that so?
Well, if those flowers
have to go, I go.
Which brings us
to rule number 3:
No visitors.
Wilma,
did you hear that?
[Betty] that's
all right, Fred.
It's time for us
to go anyway.
[Fred] Wilma,
say something!
Bon voyage,
Sam and Stella.
Good morning, sweetheart.
[Wilma]
good morning, Fred.
Come in, dear.
And good morning
to you,
My beautiful,
precious little--
[Nurse]
mr. Flintstone,
What have you got
on that baby?
What? What?
I don't know.
Your germy hands,
that's what.
You, mr. Flintstone,
are not antiseptic.
Oh, boy.
Put her down
till I say different.
And that's
rule number 4.
[Fred] yes, nurse.
Look, Wilma, I don't
want to get you upset,
But that woman
is a nut.
Fred, it's just
for a week.
We have to have
someone.
So we've got me,
don't we?
I'll get a week off
from work.
But, Fred--
I know what
you're going to say:
I don't know anything
about all of this, right?
Right.
Has that ever
stopped me
From being
an expert before?
No, Fred,
And that's what
I'm afraid of.
Now, then, mr. Flintstone,
we'll just fix it
So you can have
a nice visit
With your daughter.
[Fred] now, listen,
miss whatever-Your-Name-Is,
I'll visit my daughter
anytime I--
[Mumbling]
Now you're ready
for your visit,
Mr. Flintstone.
Wilma!
[Wilma]
go ahead, Fred.
Oh, all right!
[Gurgling]
Hello, sweetheart.
Your daddy's come
to play with you.
[Crying]
That's enough,
mr. Flintstone.
You went
and frightened her.
Out!
[Gurgling]
Aw, did big bad man
frighten pebbles?
[Gurgling]
That does it!
I'm getting out of here.
Uh-Oh. How do you
get this thing off?
I'd better go over
And get Barney
to help me.
Hiya, dino boy.
Come on, let's take
a walk over to Barney's.
Yiii!
Dino, don't you
know me either?
I'd better get this
thing off fast.
[Betty]
good-Bye, Barney.
I'll be home
before lunch.
Aah!
It's me, Betty--
Fred.
Oh, honestly, Fred,
Aren't you a little late
for halloween jokes?
Ha ha.
Barney, you've got
a little friend out here
Playing trick or treat.
Why, it's dr. Ben masey.
Hey, I've seen you on tv.
Hey, listen, doc,
I got this shooting pain
in my shoulder, see.
Hee hee hee hee!
Ha ha ha ha.
Look, I'll give you
A shooting pain
in your head
If you don't
cut the comedy.
Now get me out of
this thing.
Oh, sure, Fred.
Hey, what's up?
What's up?
Any more interference
from that domineering,
Loudmouth female
brontosaurus,
And she'll be what's up.
Wham! Right into space.
Oh, Wilma's mother's back.
Of course not!
I'm taking about
that antiseptic refugee
From the psycho ward--
The nurse, miss
frightenshale.
That nurse still there?
You haven't fired her yet?
Not yet, no.
I got some homework
to do first.
Huh?
Did I leave that
dr. Rock baby book
Over here, Barney?
Oh, yeah, Fred.
Here it is.
Ah, yeah.
"Chapter one...
feeding the infant."
Ok, buddy boy,
let's get to work.
I don't get it,
Fred.
You will. Come here.
But--But, Fred,
suppose someone walks in?
Shut up and drink,
Barney.
I've got to see
if I'm doing this right.
[Gulp]
Now let's see.
"Head elevated,
back supported.
Bottle tipped so
milk flows freely."
Is the milk flowing
freely, Barney?
[Gulp]
I'll say.
"Relaxed attitude
important."
Ok.
"Good time for
affectionate play."
Mmm...
kitchy, kitchy,
kitchy, kitchy coo.
[Giggling]
Oh, come on, Fred,
cut it out. Quit it!
Let's see now.
We covered
"feeding, formula,
And bottle
sterilizing."
Which brings us
to chapter 4--
Well, if it's what
I think it is, Fred,
You better get yourself
another boy.
Barney, you can't
run out on me now.
Friendship is one thing,
Fred,
But when it comes
to changing diapers,
I draw the line.
Ok, ok. Just read me
the instructions.
Here, dino!
Here, dino!
Come on, boy!
[Whistling]
All right, dino, boy.
Be a good dog
and act like a baby,
Will you, please?
[Crying]
Good boy, dino.
All right, Barney,
what does the book say now?
It says,
"fold 1/3 of one end over."
Huh? 1/3 of which end
over what?
Oh, I'm sorry, Fred.
I did not write this book.
All right,
never mind. Go on.
I got it.
I can't, Fred.
The next page is missing.
Looks like
you're on your own.
Hee hee hee hee!
[Arr arr arr]
Go ahead, Fred.
You'll never have
a better opportunity.
Yeah!
Hold it, dino.
Hold still!
[Crash]
Congratulations,
Fred, old buddy.
You did it!
That's just the way
it looks in the book.
Hee hee hee hee!
[Humming]
[Wilma] Fred!
Oh, good morning,
sweetheart.
Did little mother
sleep well last night?
Fred, miss frightenshale
just told me--
Excuse me a moment,
sweetheart.
Fred!
According to dr. Rock,
Overlong delay
in a baby's feeding schedule
May cause great
feelings of anxiety.
[Pebbles cries]
Dada's coming, pebbles!
"Dada" flintstone,
just a minute.
Now,
you listen to me.
No, baby, mommy's
not mad at dada.
Care to place
a small wager?
Mommy just talks funny
like that sometimes,
But we always count to 20
before we lose our temper,
Don't we, mommy?
1...2...4...8...16...
[miss frightenshale]
rule number 5!
I never stay
where I'm not wanted.
Good-Bye!
Miss frightenshale,
I wish you would
reconsider this.
Too late. Been fired.
Good-Bye.
Good luck.
You'll need it.
Wave bye-Bye
to the nice old battle-Ax--
Er, nice lady, pebbles.
All right, Fred.
Let's get one thing
straight.
You fired the nurse,
Therefore,
you have assumed
Complete responsibility
around here, right?
Of course, Wilma. Sheesh!
So what's the big deal?
The big deal is
you do everything.
I'm going back to bed.
Go right ahead, sweetheart.
Everything is under control.
Don't forget to make
the new formula.
Don't worry, Wilma.
I got a daily schedule
all figured out. Listen.
"7 a.M., Wake up.
7:30, Wilma's breakfast.
"8:00, feed pebbles.
8:30, wash the dishes.
9:00, make new formula,
etc. Etc. Etc."
That, my dear,
is called organization.
Amazing.
Check the time, Wilma.
You will discover
it is now 9:00.
And as per schedule,
I'm about to make
the new formula.
Better recheck
your schedule, Fred.
Huh?
You will discover
that it is now 9:00.
And as per schedule,
You're 1/2 hour late
doing the dishes.
Have a nice day, dear.
Now, how did I get off
my schedule?
I'd better get busy
with those dishes.
Hello, Betty? Wilma.
I'm fine, but stand by
for an emergency, will you?
Oh, sure, Wilma.
What's wrong?
[Talking]
Fred fired the nurse?!
[Talking]
He's taking her place?
Oh, no!
[Humming]
Yeah.
[Betty]
how's he doing?
[Crash]
[Pebbles cries]
Hold on, pebbles!
Dada's coming!
Emergency squad just
went into action, Betty.
I'll keep you posted
from time to time.
Rock-A-Bye, baby
In the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
And down
will come baby...
[Snoring]
[Crying]
Fred!
[Fred] what? Huh?
Oh! Oh, yeah.
Rock-A-Bye baby
in the treetop
When the wind blows
the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
the cradle will fall
And down will come baby
and cradle and all
[Fred snoring]
[Pebbles cries]
[Mumbling]
Call miss frightenshale.
Pebbles is crying.
She's gone, Fred.
No, she's not gone.
I can hear her crying.
Call the nurse, Wilma.
I want to sleep.
You fired the nurse,
Fred.
Ok. All right.
You go back to sleep,
Wilma.
I'll take care
of pebbles.
Ok, you're the doctor--
I mean, nurse.
Wilma, does this crying
go on every night?
Of course.
Didn't you put a 2:00
feeding on your schedule?
Why, no, I--2:00?
Every night?!
[Pebbles cries louder]
Every night, Fred.
For weeks and weeks
And weeks and weeks
and weeks.
Oh, boy.
Good morning, Fred.
Hope you slept well.
[Fred]
good morning, Wilma.
Here's your breakfast.
Oh, goodness.
What luxury.
You're spoiling me.
Yeah. Well, you just
stay in here now.
Don't go in the kitchen.
I got a lot of things to do.
Oh? Something wrong,
Fred?
Are you off
your schedule already?
I got to make
another one.
Surely you couldn't
have made a mistake?
What's the matter?
When I made out
the daily schedule,
I forgot about the night.
So I included time
for sleeping, that's what.
Yes, Betty,
today may be the day.
Poor Fred is
definitely cracking up.
What happened?
In the first place,
He was up half the night
walking the baby.
And this morning's
breakfast menu
Features fruit juice,
fried eggs, burnt toast,
And a stack of diapers.
I better get
this formula started.
What's next?
Oh! "Put the laundry out
for pickup at 10:00!"
The laundry truck
will be here pretty soon.
Let's see now.
Ooh! Forgot
to wash the dishes.
They sure
pile up fast.
[Pebbles cries]
Pebbles, I'm coming!
I'm coming!
Just a second, Betty.
The emergency squad again.
Hold the phone, Betty.
I forgot pebbles' bottle.
Yeah, Betty,
I'll keep the line open.
Be right there,
sweetheart!
Here's dada.
It'll be a miracle
If he keeps up
that schedule.
[Wilma] it already
is a miracle
That he's still
on his feet.
Ha ha ha!
Now, where was I?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
"Hang out the wash."
Oh, forgot the dishes again!
I'll do these later.
I better hang out
the washing now.
I'll put you down here
for a minute, pebbles.
Don't go away.
I'll be right back.
Diapering, feeding,
sterilizing...
oh, boy, am I beat.
I could sleep
for a week.
I don't know, Betty,
I better take a look.
It got so quiet.
I'll call you back.
Look at this place.
What a mess.
I better find Fred.
Fred!
Where are you?
[Gurgling]
Pebbles, what are you
doing here?
Ooh, that man of mine!
Oh, well.
Come on, precious.
Let's go take a nap
with mommy.
[Gurgling]
[Humming]
[Snoring]
Anything else,
mr. Flintstone?
Huh? What--What?
Any more laundry?
Oh, no, no.
No more laundry.
I thought with the new baby
you might have more.
So long.
Yeah, sure.
So long, so long.
[Humming]
Laundry?
Pebbles!
My baby!
Hey, wait! Stop!
My baby's in that laundry!
I better get the car.
Stop! You got my baby!
[Siren]
All right, buster,
pull over.
[Brakes screech]
Officer, you've got
to help me. It's my baby!
Oh, it's you again.
Don't tell me.
Let me guess.
You've got
to get the baby
To the hospital,
right?
Wrong! I got to get her
from the laundry!
Hey, you,
come back here!
Help! Police!
[Laundry man]
here's another load,
Mr. Rockenheimer.
Good, good.
You're just in time.
Dump the load
in machine number 3.
Yes, mr. Rockenheimer.
Now,
mr. Rockenheimer?
Yes, now.
[Crash]
Hey, what's that?
My baby--
She's in the basket!
A baby
in what basket?
I dumped it all in.
[Fred] she's being
washed now!
Hold on, baby!
Dada's coming!
[Gurgling]
pebbles, where are you?
I'm terribly sorry
about this, officer.
Fred didn't mean
to steal your motorcycle.
What did you say
he was chasing?
[Cop]
a laundry truck.
A laundry truck?
I hate to say this,
but he is a sick man.
Laundry truck? Hmm.
Oh, of course.
He left pebbles
On top of
the laundry basket
And thought
the driver took her.
Oh, poor Fred.
It must be tough
being a new father.
[Laughter]
[Cop] lots of men
are new fathers,
But they don't go around
stealing my motorcycle.
[Wilma] I know where
Mr. Flintstone is,
officer.
I'll call him
right away.
I've had 6 kids of my own,
And I never stole
anyone's motorcycle.
Besides, it doesn't
look good on my report--
Losing my motorcycle.
I'm telling you,
you kook,
You won't find no baby
in this laundry.
She's just got
to be here somewhere.
Gee, what a head
full of bugs.
[Telephone rings]
Hello. Yeah?
Oh, yeah, mrs. Flintstone.
You got the baby?
Oh, that's good.
Yeah, I'll tell him.
Hey, nut,
your name flintstone?
[Gurgling]
yes.
Your wife called,
and she told me
To tell you
the baby is home.
You've certainly
been nice
About this whole
misunderstanding.
In fact,
you've been so sweet,
That if we ever have
another baby,
We're going to call him
"officer" after you.
Thanks, lady, but if he
ever has another baby,
I'm getting transferred.
Good day, madam.
Ok, Wilma,
let's have it.
Say I'm a bumbler.
Tell me what
you think of me.
All right, Fred.
I think pebbles is entitled
To hear the truth
about her father.
Oh, hold it.
Don't get carried away.
After all, pebbles
is a little young
For that kind
of language.
Fred, I think
you are the...
dearest, most considerate,
wonderful, sweet bumbler
In the whole world.
Aw, Wilma,
you're the most...
I--I--I--
Ah--Ah--
Ah--Ah--Ah--Choo!
Germ spreader!
[Fred]
she's back!
You're right.
And you have a cold.
Rule number 6--
The baby will be
quarantined
From all
contagious adults.
You're right.
No argument.
Anything
for peace and quiet.
You and pebbles
go in your room,
And I'll just
lie down out here and--
Hey, wait a minute!
We'll just fix you up
A nice corner
in the garage,
Where you and your germs
can be alone.
Put me down!
I don't have any germs
and I don't want to be alone!
Wilma!
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!
[Siren]
All right, buster.
Pull over.
Officer,
you got to help me.
It's my baby!
Oh, it's you again.
Don't tell me.
Let me guess.
You've got
to get the baby
To the hospital,
right?
Wrong! I got to get her
from the laundry!
Hey, you,
come back here!
Help! Police!
[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
[Gurgling]
Ha ha ha!
Oh, you precious darling.
Isn't she pretty, Betty?
Beautiful, Wilma.
She sure takes after
her mommy.
She takes after her daddy
a little, too. Listen.
[Snoring]
[Laughing]
Fred's waiting outside,
Wilma.
You ready to go home?
Can't wait. Let's go.
And speaking
of big daddy, Betty,
Was Fred home when
the nurse got there?
No, he was out
buying cigars.
So I let her in.
What did you
think of her?
Well, she seems fine
and looks very capable,
But you should've seen
Barney's reaction.
All she said
was 4 words to him,
And he clicked his heels,
threw her a military salute,
And marched out
in a huff.
Oh, dear.
What were the 4 words?
"Wash your hands
immediately!"
Uh-Oh. Those sound like
fighting words for Fred.
Not anymore, Wilma.
Since Fred became a father,
he's a new man--
Relaxed, calm,
perfectly under control.
It's amazing.
You'd hardly
know him, Wilma.
[Wilma]
I'd know him.
Wilma!
What took you so long?
I've been worried sick.
Are you ok, sweetheart?
Is everything all right?
How is little pebbles?
What did the doctor say?
Fred! Take it easy.
Well, bye, Wilma.
I've got some
shopping to do.
Yeah, thanks, Betty.
Bye, Fred.
[Fred] bet, byebe--
I mean, bye, Betty.
So, I've been reading
this childcare book.
And you know what
dr. Rock says, Wilma?
[Honking]
Um, excuse me, Fred,
But I think that car
behind us
Wants us to go
a little faster.
That is his problem.
Dr. Rock says
speed causes tension
And tension causes
a nervous child.
[Honking]
I am going
to remain calm,
And if that guy
thinks
He can make
my child nervous,
He's cuckoo.
[Horns honk]
Quiet back there!
You'll wake my baby!
Fred, please
don't get mad.
Tension causes...
Anyway, Wilma,
dr. Rock says
That parents of today
worry too much.
They are overprotective.
Well, we are not
going to be like that.
Don't you think
we should drive
A little faster?
Now calm down.
Calm down, sweetheart.
This is your first baby.
Naturally you're nervous.
Just--Just relax.
Oh, brother.
[Gurgling]
[Fred]
what did you say, Wilma?
[Wilma] nothing, Fred.
I'm just sitting here
relaxed.
[Fussing]
I didn't hear you, dear.
[Wilma] I didn't
say anything.
It was--
[Baby crying]
Wilma, that wasn't you!
That was the baby!
I know, Fred.
[Crying]
Fred,
what are you doing?
I'm going back
to the hospital, Wilma.
Something's wrong
with the baby!
Hold on, pebbles.
Daddy will get help.
Let's hope so.
Daddy's the one
who needs it.
[Siren]
Fred, there's an--
Yeah, yeah.
I know.
[Brakes squeal]
[Officer]
all right, speedy.
Say, that was
a pretty neat 70
You were doing there.
How would you like
to try for 90 in jail?
Please, officer,
you don't understand.
It's my baby.
I'm rushing her
to the hospital.
Well, why didn't
you say so?
Say, you know,
I got 6 of my own.
Mmm. Say,
cute little monkey.
Oh, thank you, officer.
She just looks
hungry to me.
[Fred] will you two
stop gabbing
And let's get
to the hospital.
Can't you hear
her crying?
Don't you understand?
She's...
she's...
she's not crying.
What's wrong?
Why did she stop?
Because she's having
her dinner, Fred.
She was hungry.
All that noise
because she was hungry?
[Wilma]
ever hear yourself
When your dinner's
10 minutes late,
Fred?
Well, your first
baby, huh?
Ha ha ha!
His, too. Ha ha ha!
[Crying]
Ha ha ha. Come on.
Follow me, folks.
I'll get you
home safe.
Thank you, officer.
Gee, it takes a while
Getting used
to the first one,
Doesn't it?
Don't give it
a thought, ma'am.
You'll find out
That kids raise
themselves,
But if I were you,
I'd keep a close eye
on his father.
[Fred] easy now,
sweetheart.
Take one step
at a time.
Honestly, Fred,
I'm not going to break.
[Together]
welcome home,
Proud parents.
Why, Betty and Barney,
what a nice surprise.
We know you have
to rest, Wilma,
So we won't stay long.
[Barney] we just wanted
to bring pebbles
A little
welcome home present--
Just a few posies
to pebbles
From her uncle Barney.
Oh, barn, you didn't
have to do that.
Thank you, pal.
Gee, they're really swell.
Here. Here,
have a cigar.
Barney played poker
With the florist
last night.
And he won that thing?
Well, he had
a choice--
It was either
that one,
"Rest in peace,"
Or "bon voyage,
Sam and Stella."
Yes, sir, Fred,
You sure must be
a happy man.
I sure am, Barney--
A happy man
and a lucky man.
A beautiful wife,
A beautiful
little daughter,
And beautiful
friends.
Life can be be-Yoo-Tiful,
right, Fred?
Right. Peace
and contentment,
That's what I got.
Perfect peace
and contentment.
Ok,
smokey the bear,
Let's have
those cigars.
Huh?
Rule
number one:
No smoking in
the same house
With the baby.
Do I make
myself clear?
[Both] yes, sir!
Rule number two:
no flowers.
Anything that might come
in contact with this baby
Must be sterilized.
Hey, now, wait a minute!
I stayed up all night
winning those flowers.
This thing is
crawling with germs.
It's dirty. Yecch!
[Barney]
I resent that.
Wilma, where did
she come from?
She's the nurse,
Fred.
Mother sent her
To take care of
the baby and us.
Your mother sent her?
But, Wilma, she threw out
pebbles' flowers
That Barney brought her.
She can't just
start taking over
And insulting
our friends.
I'm here to do a job.
And that means
we stick to the rules.
Oh, is that so?
Well, if those flowers
have to go, I go.
Which brings us
to rule number 3:
No visitors.
Wilma,
did you hear that?
[Betty] that's
all right, Fred.
It's time for us
to go anyway.
[Fred] Wilma,
say something!
Bon voyage,
Sam and Stella.
Good morning, sweetheart.
[Wilma]
good morning, Fred.
Come in, dear.
And good morning
to you,
My beautiful,
precious little--
[Nurse]
mr. Flintstone,
What have you got
on that baby?
What? What?
I don't know.
Your germy hands,
that's what.
You, mr. Flintstone,
are not antiseptic.
Oh, boy.
Put her down
till I say different.
And that's
rule number 4.
[Fred] yes, nurse.
Look, Wilma, I don't
want to get you upset,
But that woman
is a nut.
Fred, it's just
for a week.
We have to have
someone.
So we've got me,
don't we?
I'll get a week off
from work.
But, Fred--
I know what
you're going to say:
I don't know anything
about all of this, right?
Right.
Has that ever
stopped me
From being
an expert before?
No, Fred,
And that's what
I'm afraid of.
Now, then, mr. Flintstone,
we'll just fix it
So you can have
a nice visit
With your daughter.
[Fred] now, listen,
miss whatever-Your-Name-Is,
I'll visit my daughter
anytime I--
[Mumbling]
Now you're ready
for your visit,
Mr. Flintstone.
Wilma!
[Wilma]
go ahead, Fred.
Oh, all right!
[Gurgling]
Hello, sweetheart.
Your daddy's come
to play with you.
[Crying]
That's enough,
mr. Flintstone.
You went
and frightened her.
Out!
[Gurgling]
Aw, did big bad man
frighten pebbles?
[Gurgling]
That does it!
I'm getting out of here.
Uh-Oh. How do you
get this thing off?
I'd better go over
And get Barney
to help me.
Hiya, dino boy.
Come on, let's take
a walk over to Barney's.
Yiii!
Dino, don't you
know me either?
I'd better get this
thing off fast.
[Betty]
good-Bye, Barney.
I'll be home
before lunch.
Aah!
It's me, Betty--
Fred.
Oh, honestly, Fred,
Aren't you a little late
for halloween jokes?
Ha ha.
Barney, you've got
a little friend out here
Playing trick or treat.
Why, it's dr. Ben masey.
Hey, I've seen you on tv.
Hey, listen, doc,
I got this shooting pain
in my shoulder, see.
Hee hee hee hee!
Ha ha ha ha.
Look, I'll give you
A shooting pain
in your head
If you don't
cut the comedy.
Now get me out of
this thing.
Oh, sure, Fred.
Hey, what's up?
What's up?
Any more interference
from that domineering,
Loudmouth female
brontosaurus,
And she'll be what's up.
Wham! Right into space.
Oh, Wilma's mother's back.
Of course not!
I'm taking about
that antiseptic refugee
From the psycho ward--
The nurse, miss
frightenshale.
That nurse still there?
You haven't fired her yet?
Not yet, no.
I got some homework
to do first.
Huh?
Did I leave that
dr. Rock baby book
Over here, Barney?
Oh, yeah, Fred.
Here it is.
Ah, yeah.
"Chapter one...
feeding the infant."
Ok, buddy boy,
let's get to work.
I don't get it,
Fred.
You will. Come here.
But--But, Fred,
suppose someone walks in?
Shut up and drink,
Barney.
I've got to see
if I'm doing this right.
[Gulp]
Now let's see.
"Head elevated,
back supported.
Bottle tipped so
milk flows freely."
Is the milk flowing
freely, Barney?
[Gulp]
I'll say.
"Relaxed attitude
important."
Ok.
"Good time for
affectionate play."
Mmm...
kitchy, kitchy,
kitchy, kitchy coo.
[Giggling]
Oh, come on, Fred,
cut it out. Quit it!
Let's see now.
We covered
"feeding, formula,
And bottle
sterilizing."
Which brings us
to chapter 4--
Well, if it's what
I think it is, Fred,
You better get yourself
another boy.
Barney, you can't
run out on me now.
Friendship is one thing,
Fred,
But when it comes
to changing diapers,
I draw the line.
Ok, ok. Just read me
the instructions.
Here, dino!
Here, dino!
Come on, boy!
[Whistling]
All right, dino, boy.
Be a good dog
and act like a baby,
Will you, please?
[Crying]
Good boy, dino.
All right, Barney,
what does the book say now?
It says,
"fold 1/3 of one end over."
Huh? 1/3 of which end
over what?
Oh, I'm sorry, Fred.
I did not write this book.
All right,
never mind. Go on.
I got it.
I can't, Fred.
The next page is missing.
Looks like
you're on your own.
Hee hee hee hee!
[Arr arr arr]
Go ahead, Fred.
You'll never have
a better opportunity.
Yeah!
Hold it, dino.
Hold still!
[Crash]
Congratulations,
Fred, old buddy.
You did it!
That's just the way
it looks in the book.
Hee hee hee hee!
[Humming]
[Wilma] Fred!
Oh, good morning,
sweetheart.
Did little mother
sleep well last night?
Fred, miss frightenshale
just told me--
Excuse me a moment,
sweetheart.
Fred!
According to dr. Rock,
Overlong delay
in a baby's feeding schedule
May cause great
feelings of anxiety.
[Pebbles cries]
Dada's coming, pebbles!
"Dada" flintstone,
just a minute.
Now,
you listen to me.
No, baby, mommy's
not mad at dada.
Care to place
a small wager?
Mommy just talks funny
like that sometimes,
But we always count to 20
before we lose our temper,
Don't we, mommy?
1...2...4...8...16...
[miss frightenshale]
rule number 5!
I never stay
where I'm not wanted.
Good-Bye!
Miss frightenshale,
I wish you would
reconsider this.
Too late. Been fired.
Good-Bye.
Good luck.
You'll need it.
Wave bye-Bye
to the nice old battle-Ax--
Er, nice lady, pebbles.
All right, Fred.
Let's get one thing
straight.
You fired the nurse,
Therefore,
you have assumed
Complete responsibility
around here, right?
Of course, Wilma. Sheesh!
So what's the big deal?
The big deal is
you do everything.
I'm going back to bed.
Go right ahead, sweetheart.
Everything is under control.
Don't forget to make
the new formula.
Don't worry, Wilma.
I got a daily schedule
all figured out. Listen.
"7 a.M., Wake up.
7:30, Wilma's breakfast.
"8:00, feed pebbles.
8:30, wash the dishes.
9:00, make new formula,
etc. Etc. Etc."
That, my dear,
is called organization.
Amazing.
Check the time, Wilma.
You will discover
it is now 9:00.
And as per schedule,
I'm about to make
the new formula.
Better recheck
your schedule, Fred.
Huh?
You will discover
that it is now 9:00.
And as per schedule,
You're 1/2 hour late
doing the dishes.
Have a nice day, dear.
Now, how did I get off
my schedule?
I'd better get busy
with those dishes.
Hello, Betty? Wilma.
I'm fine, but stand by
for an emergency, will you?
Oh, sure, Wilma.
What's wrong?
[Talking]
Fred fired the nurse?!
[Talking]
He's taking her place?
Oh, no!
[Humming]
Yeah.
[Betty]
how's he doing?
[Crash]
[Pebbles cries]
Hold on, pebbles!
Dada's coming!
Emergency squad just
went into action, Betty.
I'll keep you posted
from time to time.
Rock-A-Bye, baby
In the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
And down
will come baby...
[Snoring]
[Crying]
Fred!
[Fred] what? Huh?
Oh! Oh, yeah.
Rock-A-Bye baby
in the treetop
When the wind blows
the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
the cradle will fall
And down will come baby
and cradle and all
[Fred snoring]
[Pebbles cries]
[Mumbling]
Call miss frightenshale.
Pebbles is crying.
She's gone, Fred.
No, she's not gone.
I can hear her crying.
Call the nurse, Wilma.
I want to sleep.
You fired the nurse,
Fred.
Ok. All right.
You go back to sleep,
Wilma.
I'll take care
of pebbles.
Ok, you're the doctor--
I mean, nurse.
Wilma, does this crying
go on every night?
Of course.
Didn't you put a 2:00
feeding on your schedule?
Why, no, I--2:00?
Every night?!
[Pebbles cries louder]
Every night, Fred.
For weeks and weeks
And weeks and weeks
and weeks.
Oh, boy.
Good morning, Fred.
Hope you slept well.
[Fred]
good morning, Wilma.
Here's your breakfast.
Oh, goodness.
What luxury.
You're spoiling me.
Yeah. Well, you just
stay in here now.
Don't go in the kitchen.
I got a lot of things to do.
Oh? Something wrong,
Fred?
Are you off
your schedule already?
I got to make
another one.
Surely you couldn't
have made a mistake?
What's the matter?
When I made out
the daily schedule,
I forgot about the night.
So I included time
for sleeping, that's what.
Yes, Betty,
today may be the day.
Poor Fred is
definitely cracking up.
What happened?
In the first place,
He was up half the night
walking the baby.
And this morning's
breakfast menu
Features fruit juice,
fried eggs, burnt toast,
And a stack of diapers.
I better get
this formula started.
What's next?
Oh! "Put the laundry out
for pickup at 10:00!"
The laundry truck
will be here pretty soon.
Let's see now.
Ooh! Forgot
to wash the dishes.
They sure
pile up fast.
[Pebbles cries]
Pebbles, I'm coming!
I'm coming!
Just a second, Betty.
The emergency squad again.
Hold the phone, Betty.
I forgot pebbles' bottle.
Yeah, Betty,
I'll keep the line open.
Be right there,
sweetheart!
Here's dada.
It'll be a miracle
If he keeps up
that schedule.
[Wilma] it already
is a miracle
That he's still
on his feet.
Ha ha ha!
Now, where was I?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
"Hang out the wash."
Oh, forgot the dishes again!
I'll do these later.
I better hang out
the washing now.
I'll put you down here
for a minute, pebbles.
Don't go away.
I'll be right back.
Diapering, feeding,
sterilizing...
oh, boy, am I beat.
I could sleep
for a week.
I don't know, Betty,
I better take a look.
It got so quiet.
I'll call you back.
Look at this place.
What a mess.
I better find Fred.
Fred!
Where are you?
[Gurgling]
Pebbles, what are you
doing here?
Ooh, that man of mine!
Oh, well.
Come on, precious.
Let's go take a nap
with mommy.
[Gurgling]
[Humming]
[Snoring]
Anything else,
mr. Flintstone?
Huh? What--What?
Any more laundry?
Oh, no, no.
No more laundry.
I thought with the new baby
you might have more.
So long.
Yeah, sure.
So long, so long.
[Humming]
Laundry?
Pebbles!
My baby!
Hey, wait! Stop!
My baby's in that laundry!
I better get the car.
Stop! You got my baby!
[Siren]
All right, buster,
pull over.
[Brakes screech]
Officer, you've got
to help me. It's my baby!
Oh, it's you again.
Don't tell me.
Let me guess.
You've got
to get the baby
To the hospital,
right?
Wrong! I got to get her
from the laundry!
Hey, you,
come back here!
Help! Police!
[Laundry man]
here's another load,
Mr. Rockenheimer.
Good, good.
You're just in time.
Dump the load
in machine number 3.
Yes, mr. Rockenheimer.
Now,
mr. Rockenheimer?
Yes, now.
[Crash]
Hey, what's that?
My baby--
She's in the basket!
A baby
in what basket?
I dumped it all in.
[Fred] she's being
washed now!
Hold on, baby!
Dada's coming!
[Gurgling]
pebbles, where are you?
I'm terribly sorry
about this, officer.
Fred didn't mean
to steal your motorcycle.
What did you say
he was chasing?
[Cop]
a laundry truck.
A laundry truck?
I hate to say this,
but he is a sick man.
Laundry truck? Hmm.
Oh, of course.
He left pebbles
On top of
the laundry basket
And thought
the driver took her.
Oh, poor Fred.
It must be tough
being a new father.
[Laughter]
[Cop] lots of men
are new fathers,
But they don't go around
stealing my motorcycle.
[Wilma] I know where
Mr. Flintstone is,
officer.
I'll call him
right away.
I've had 6 kids of my own,
And I never stole
anyone's motorcycle.
Besides, it doesn't
look good on my report--
Losing my motorcycle.
I'm telling you,
you kook,
You won't find no baby
in this laundry.
She's just got
to be here somewhere.
Gee, what a head
full of bugs.
[Telephone rings]
Hello. Yeah?
Oh, yeah, mrs. Flintstone.
You got the baby?
Oh, that's good.
Yeah, I'll tell him.
Hey, nut,
your name flintstone?
[Gurgling]
yes.
Your wife called,
and she told me
To tell you
the baby is home.
You've certainly
been nice
About this whole
misunderstanding.
In fact,
you've been so sweet,
That if we ever have
another baby,
We're going to call him
"officer" after you.
Thanks, lady, but if he
ever has another baby,
I'm getting transferred.
Good day, madam.
Ok, Wilma,
let's have it.
Say I'm a bumbler.
Tell me what
you think of me.
All right, Fred.
I think pebbles is entitled
To hear the truth
about her father.
Oh, hold it.
Don't get carried away.
After all, pebbles
is a little young
For that kind
of language.
Fred, I think
you are the...
dearest, most considerate,
wonderful, sweet bumbler
In the whole world.
Aw, Wilma,
you're the most...
I--I--I--
Ah--Ah--
Ah--Ah--Ah--Choo!
Germ spreader!
[Fred]
she's back!
You're right.
And you have a cold.
Rule number 6--
The baby will be
quarantined
From all
contagious adults.
You're right.
No argument.
Anything
for peace and quiet.
You and pebbles
go in your room,
And I'll just
lie down out here and--
Hey, wait a minute!
We'll just fix you up
A nice corner
in the garage,
Where you and your germs
can be alone.
Put me down!
I don't have any germs
and I don't want to be alone!
Wilma!
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!