The Flintstones (1960–1966): Season 4, Episode 10 - Sleep On, Sweet Fred - full transcript

Betty and Wilma learn from a talk show that if they whisper to their husbands while they are sleeping, they can work their will on them with the boys never suspecting a thing. The trick works like a charm on both Barney and Fred, who now accompany their wives uncomplainingly on trips shopping and to the beauty salon, among other things. Then Fred, while awake, overhears the girls talking about what they've been up to, and he comes up with the perfect way both to get even with the girls and to nip in the bud their latest effort: to get the boys to buy them mink coats.

crash

(Barney)
'Nice going, Fred.'

Two more strikes,
and you'll have a perfect game.

Yes, sir.
I'm in great form tonight.

Yabba-dabba-doo!

(Barney)
'It's right
in the groove, Fred.'

crash

(Barney)
'Hey, look at those pins fly.'

(Fred)
'Yeah, those new
automatic pin spotters'

'sure speed up the game.'

Your next, Barney.
Get your ball



while I throw
this last strike.

You think you can do it?

You are bowlin' with
the master, Barn.

It's all in the back swing.

Hey! Hey, watch it, Fred.

Now don't be telling me
how to bowl, Barney.

whoosh

screech

crash

I never realized it
before, Fred

but a bowling ball
takes a terrific beating.

Barney, what are you doing?

You are supposed
to be back here bowling.

I'm comin', Fred.
I'm comin'.



toing

Boy, some guys
will do anything for a laugh.

clang

Nice going, pal.

You ruined
the perfect game for me.

- I gotta good mind to--
- 'Take it easy, Fred.'

[Barney laughing]

If you're in a mood
for a good fight

why don't we go home
and watch 'em on TV?

Hey, that's
a good idea, Barney.

Come on. We'll go
to my house.

[theme song]

[horn blaring]

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

[instrumental music]

Whatever happened
to the good old days

when Saturday meant the big
night-out with our boyfriends.

We goofed it.
That's what happened.

- What do you mean?
- We married our boyfriends.

How true!

Now, they go out
bowling Saturday nights.

And leave us home
to catch up with the house work.

They should talk.

I'm not even getting over time
for this messy job.

But who can catch up?

Between the laundry,
the dishes

and Peebles, nothing's
ever dry at the same time.

[laughs]

You know something, Wilma?
You should have a maid.

(Wilma)
'Sure. And I should
have a mink coat too.'

But you know what?

I'd settle for a husband
who'd just wipe his feet

before coming into the house.

Evening, girls.

(Fred)
'Hello, Pebbles darling.'

See what I mean?

I sure do.

(Wilma)
'I used to hate mopping up
after the children.'

But it's fun since I switched
to instant-moppo. Argh!

Now, Wilma. You sound
just like that TV commercial.

Which reminds me,
Peter Rockbind's on now.

Oh, I'm glad
you remembered, Betty.

Let's watch.

(male on TV)
'Open mouth with
your narrator and your host.'

'Peter Rockbind.'

A good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

foo

It is an incontrovertible
reality

that, we, the citizen
of the fast moving stone age

(Peter)
'must now forfeit
much of the time'

'once utilized for
the acquisition of education.'

Oh. I just love him.
He's so down to earth.

(Peter)
'Our problem is this.'

'How may we educate,
influence if you will'

'for the man who has no time
or desire to listen.'

We're out of luck, Fred.

The girls have that
coacher stuff on.

Let's go watch the sport-cast
on your TV, Barn.

I'm in a mood
for a good fight.

Keep muddying up my clean floor
and you won't have to ask twice.

(Peter)
'Our guest for tonight'

is the famous psychologist,
Dr. Teratso Ferma.

foo

Dr. Ferma?
Uh-h, are you there?

Ah, there you are.

Goodness. He's
distinguish-looking, isn't he?

I bet his wife never had dishpan
hands up to her shoulders.

Dr. Ferma, is it not true
that the powers of suggestion

both direct and subliminal,
are tremendous?

Well, yes, Peter--

(Peter)
'Is it also not true that
you have done much research'

'in the field
of sleep teaching?'

Oh, yes. Indeed. I--

We're so eager to hear
your remarks

on this fascinating subject.

Well--

Think of it,
ladies and gentlemen

a person can actually
be taught while asleep.

No kidding.

Boy, would I like to teach
Fred not to snore.

(Peter)
'The sleeper is defenseless.'

He can be thoroughly influenced
by repeated suggestions.

Tell us about it, Dr. Ferma.

- You see, the subconscious--
- That's right. That's right.

The subconscious hears
and record everything.

(Peter)
'Repeat a suggestion
over and over again'

'to a sleeping individual,
and upon waking'

'he will act
on the suggestion.'

Wilma, does that mean
what I think it means?

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking, Betty?

Wives can be taught
to save money.

Children can be taught
their school lessons.

And husbands..

...can be taught
to wipe their feet.

slam

Uh-oh, Wilma. Here comes
your abominable snowman.

What brings you home
so soon, dear?

Barney's set
is not working.

I'm going to bed.

(Peter)
'Thank you very much'

for telling us about
sleep teaching, Dr. Ferma.

You've been
a fascinating guest.

snore snore

Next week,
our guest will be..

I wonder if it would work.

We'll never know
till we try.

It's seems kinda sneaky.

Let's try tonight.

Where do we start?

(Wilma)
'I don't know about Barney.'

'But Fred is long
overdue for a raise.'

So is Barney. But he's been
too chicken to ask for one.

Let's turn
our chickens into tigers.

What do you say, partner?

[both growling]

snore snore

Fred, are you asleep?

Listen, Fred.
You want a raise.

Yeah, I want a raise.

Tomorrow, you're going
to see Mr. Slate

and demand more money.

Demand more money.

'You're a tiger.
You get what you ask for.'

No. No, I'm chicken,
and he won't give it to me.

Uh-oh. This may take
all night.

Now, what are you going
to do in the morning?

Gonne hit old Slate
for a raise.

And what are you?

growl

I am a tiger.

'What do tigers do
when they come into the house?'

They wipe their feet.

Good little tiger.

Goodnight, Fred.

snore snore

[birds chirping]

growl

Oh! What was that?

That was your mate,
my little tigress.

growl

Fred, what's the matter
with you?

Nothing, Wilma.

Do you know what
I feel like this morning?

Um, let me guess.

Uh...a tiger?

R-r-right!

And do you know what your tiger
is going to do today?

No. What?

You'll find out.

muah

When I come home tonight
with a big fat surprise for you.

Ha ha. You wanna bet?
He he he.

(female #1)
Yes, what can I do for you?

Tell Mr. Slate that Flintstone
is here to see him.

Sorry, we have no positions
available at the present time.

I don't need a job! Don't
you know me, Ms. Bonniville?

I work here!

What did you say
the name was?

growl

The name is Flintstone!
I worked here ten years!

'And tell Mr. Slate
I wanna see him now.

And you can tell Flintstone
I don't wanna see him.

'And I'll give him ten seconds
to get back to his job.'

Get back to his job, huh?

growl

'I'll show him.'

slam

Take me up
to the boss' window, Al.

Goin' up, Fred.

growl

Ah, Flintstone.
What are you doing here?

I'm here to get
a raise, Mr. Slate.

growl

A big one.

Flintstone, you-you
finally cracked up.

Not cracked up, wised up.

I've given you ten years
of loyal service, Mr. Slate.

And all that time,
have I ever missed a day's work?

- Yes.
- Have ever clock-watched?

Yes.

Have I ever failed you
when you needed me?

Yes.

'Okay, so nobody is perfect.
I want a raise.'

- 'Do I get it?'
- Yes, yes.

I do?

Flintstone, you surprise me.

I don't know
what changed you

but you've got spirit.

Any man with
a work record like yours

who can come in here
and demand a raise

is my kind of man.

Ha ha ha.

Thank you, boss.

growl

Barney had the same experience
with his boss, Wilma.

He just went in, roared
like a tiger, and came out

with a $50 raise.

What a discovery
we've made.

Yeah. If we could bottle it

and sell it to wives
all over, we'd be rich.

Imagine, instant
make your husband

do what you want him to.

[chuckles]

You know, Betty?
It was almost too easy.

Maybe the whole thing
was a coincidence.

Let's try something else
and find out.

Betty, look.

(Wilma)
"World famous opera star

Kirsten Flagstone concert
Thursday evening only."

Hmm. Gee, I'd sure love
to hear her.

Well, that's out.

Thursday is
the boys poker night.

You know how they..

Oh-h.

Gor-gi-ga.

Oh, we know
it's sneaky, Pebbles.

But you might
as well learn now.

(Wilma)
'It's just part
of being a girl.'

[laughing]

Here you are, Fred.

Nice hot branasaurus broth.

snore snore

Fred? Are you asleep already?

- Asleep.
- Sound asleep?

Sound asleep.

While you sleep,
you're going to think about

how you love concerts.

Hate concerts.

'No, Fred. You hate poker.'

Love poker.

Tomorrow night, you're going
to listen to beautiful music.

While I'm playing poker?

'Don't be confused, Fred.'

'Listen.'

You don't want
to play poker.

You want to go
to the concert.

Have you got it?

Yeah, I don't
wanna play concert.

I wanna go to the poker.

Oh, boy.

Here we go again.

Good morning,
sweetheart.

Oh, hi, Fred.

(Fred)
'You look tired, Wilma.'

'Have you been
getting enough sleep?'

Uh, no.
I've been too busy.

- Huh?
- Um, nothing, dear.

Here.

Eat your Breakfast.

crack

Wilma, You need a change.

'You need to get out
of the house.'

bow wow

Okay, Dino.
Here you are.

And here's
your breakfast, Pebbles.

Gogo-gaga-hoi.

Wilma, I think you better
get a babysitter for tonight.

I am taking you
to a concert.

You're what?

A concert. I wanna sit
and listen to beautiful music.

(Wilma)
'Uh, but, Fred,
tonight's your poker night.'

Ah, who needs it?

(Fred)
'It's funny, but
I suddenly realized'

all the time
I've wasted playin' poker.

Don't go away, Fred.
I'll be right back.

Betty! Betty!

Wilma! Wilma!

Oh-h!

thud

It's no coincidence, Betty.
It really worked.

I know. Barney's getting tickets
for the concert right now.

For the price
of a few hours of sleep

we can have anything we want
from now on.

Think of it.
Breakfast in bed.

'Or eating out
when we want to.'

- A whole new wardrobe.
- And places to wear it.

We'll be constantly
given our way.

Twenty four
lovely hours a day.

(both)
Wee!

- Hiya, Fred.
- Hi, Barn.

Going bowling tonight?

Nope. Taking Wilma
to a lecture. How about you?

'Betty and I are going
over to her mothers.'

'After I finish the ironing.'

I finished mine this morning.

You know, Fred. Funny how we
never go bowling no more.

Yeah, He he.

I guess,
we've just outgrown it.

Yeah. Like we've outgrown
playing poker

and uh, going to the fights,
and uh, shootin' pool.

[laughs]

Oh, uh, Barn, don't count on me
for golf tomorrow.

I'm gonna help Wilma
buy a new dress.

Say, that's fun.
I love shoppin'.

Uh, but you know
what's even better?

'No. What?'

Waiting for your wife
at the beauty salon.

Hey, now that sounds
like a ball.

Oh, it is, Fred. It is.

Well, Betty.
Our plan worked.

We have perfectly
trained husbands.

Just like puppy dogs.

Yeah. We tell 'em what to think
when they're asleep

(Wilma)
'and they think it
when they're awake.'

Wilma, I don't want a puppy dog.

I want a husband.

Me too.

Let's un-brainwash them
back to way they were.

(Betty)
Good. We'll do it tonight.

You hear that, Barney?

Yeah. Yeah, Fred.
We've been brainwashed.

Ah, Betty, we could do
that brain renovating

tomorrow night just as well.

What do you mean?

I mean, let's try
for one last tinsy little thing.

Okay, what?

A mink coat
for each for us.

- Huh?
- Huh?

(Betty)
Wilma, what are you saying?

Look at this.

Bassett's fur salon
is quitting business.

Gosh, a fur sale.

"All mink coats to be sold at
less than the cost of the mink."

Should we convince 'em tonight?

Oh, it's a deal, partner.

The last of a big deals,
partner.

So, the little partners

are gonna talk us out
of fur coats tonight, eh?

Barney, would you say
our sleep teaching wives

need to be taught
a lesson themselves?

Professor Flintstone,
I am with you.

[both laughing]

Fred, Listen carefully.

Every woman
wants a mink coat.

A mink coat.

Your Wilma
wants a mink coat.

A mink coat.

'You wanna to get
Wilma a present, don't you?

A mink coat.

Oh, you got the message fast.

Hmm, wait till they see me
at The Bridge Club.

He he he.

[humming]

Tell me, Wilma.
What color mink

will bring out
the real Betty Rubble?

Barney swallowed
the bait, huh?

Hook, line and price tags.
How about Fred?

Oh, I landed him
without a struggle.

- Where are they?
- Out in the garage.

I think they're cooking up
a way to surprise us.

Shall we let them?

Or shall we go
spy on them?

Let's do the usual.

Googoo-gaga.

Like I told you, honey,
it's part of being a girl.

Well, Fred we're all set
for the brainwashers.

And here they come,
right on schedule.

Alright, Barney.

Lights, camera, action.

(Barney)
'Gee, Fred. I do not think
we should do it.'

(Fred)
'Barney, every woman
wants a mink coat, right?'

(Barney)
'Right.'

(Fred)
'Wilma and Betty
want mink coats, right?'

(Barney)
'Right.'

(Fred)
'Wilma and betty
are the best wives

'two guys ever had, right?'

(Barney)
'Right.'

[giggling]

So they deserve mink coats.

And the fact that we have
no money to buy them

mustn't stop us
for a minute, right?

Wrong, Fred.

If we're caught,
we'll be thrown in jail.

[both gasping]

(Fred)
'It's small price
to pay, Barn'

'for the years of devotion
our wives have given us.'

Well, okay. Let's go
get something to eat.

It may be our last home-cooked
meal for a long time.

Oh, Betty, look.

A map of the big mink
warehouse downtown.

They marked
the entrances and windows.

Oh!

(Betty)
'And they put an "X"
through the night watchman.'

Betty, we haven't made
puppy dogs.

We've created
Frankenstones.

chomp chomp

We got the girls
worried, Barney.

Yeah. He he he.

The plan's workin' great.

Fred, I want to talk to you.

Me too, Barney.

Not now, girls.
We're in a big hurry.

Yep. As soon as
we finish eating

we got an errand
to take care of.

chomp chomp

And I am finished.

Let's go, Barn.
It'll be dark soon.

Wait, Fred.

Uh, uh, how about
some dessert?

Eh, not now, Wilma.

We're going downtown
for a few minutes.

Yeah, we, uh, we gotta pick up
a few uh, things.

Yeah, but we don't want..

I mean, can't it wait?

Yes, why not stay
home and relax?

(Wilma)
'I-I bet there's
a good fight on TV.'

Ha ha ha. It's kids stuff.

Come on, Barn.

If you have to go out,
why not go bowling?

We'll drop you
at the alley.

Oh, Betty, you know
we hate bowling.

Fred, isn't there, isn't there
a lodge meeting tonight?

A colossal waste of time.

- See you later, girls.
- We hope.

- Fred!
- Barney!

(both)
Come back!

I'll get Pebbles
while you get your car, Betty.

We've got to stop them.

Are the girls
still with us, Barn?

About a block behind.

Good. I'll give 'em
a run for their money.

- Can you still see them?
- Yes, they're up ahead.

Ha ha! Giga-guga.

I hate to say this, Wilma

but I think Pebbles takes to
this wild nightlife.

Oh, Pebbles.
Forget what I said before.

Being sneaky
isn't cute or girlish.

It's just sneaky.

Here we are
at the mink warehouse, Fred.

But where are the girls?

They lost us
a couple of blocks back.

But no worry, Barn.
They'll get here.

Now just remember, a good long
wind up with the brick

so they'll have
plenty of time to stop you.

And what do we do
if they don't?

(Fred)
'Of course, they'll stop us.'

'They want mink coats,
not jailbird husbands.'

Hey, maybe they know
that we know

we were brainwashed.

Not a chance.
We were too clever for them.

[gasping]

Well, how do you
like that?

They're even sneakier
than we are. The sneaks.

Well, if you can't beat 'em,
join 'em, I always say.

Let's go.

Here they come, Barney. Now.

Betty, Wilma.

No, now don't try
to stop us, girls.

We're breaking
into this warehouse.

Here, Fred.
Do it just like we planned.

We're gonna get
you girls mink coats

even if we have to
go to jail.

I'd like mine
to be autumn beige.

Me too. Size Ten.

Uh-h, Barney, okay.
Barney. Now.

Now-now don't try
to stop us.

Oh, for heaven's sake. Let me.

Betty, you'll break something!

Ha ha ha.
Boys, some criminal.

Baba-koo.

So, we were too clever
for them, huh, Fred?

Knew it all the time, eh?

Uh-huh.

Think you're pretty cute, huh?

(Wilma)
'Uh-uh. We think
we're pretty terrible.'

We tried to take
advantage of you boys.

And we were very wrong.

(Wilma)
'And we're very, very sorry.'

Will you forgive us, Fred?

Well, okay.

Googoo-gaa.

[glass shattering]

(all)
Pebbles!

caw

clink clink clink

[siren blaring]

screech

(male #1)
Alright, you're all
under arrest.

'Look, sarge. It must be
the Lava Hill fur mob.'

'With a baby?'

That's no baby.
That's a midget.

'The brain to the outfit.'

Go-ga.

(Wilma)
'No, no, you don't understand..'

Your Honor, it all started with
an experiment in sleep teaching.

They were trying
to brainwash us.

And we were trying
to teach them a lesson.

Fred, never wiped
his feet.

So we thought
we'd try some mink coats.

(Wilma)
'We didn't mean
any harm. Honest.'

bang bang bang

Quiet.

I've made up my mind.

This young lady
broke a window.

'So, I sentence
her to five days.'

Your Honor!

Suspended. You cute
little itsy-bitsy baby.

[clears throat]

In addition,
I sentence Mrs. Flintstone

and Mrs. Rubble
to twenty days.

(both)
Your Honor!

To twenty days of serving
your husband's breakfast in bed

every morning.

Believe me, Your Honor,
it'll be a pleasure.

snore snore

Wilma. Are you sleeping?

Wilma.
You want to save money.

Uh, save money.

More than anything else
in the world

you want to save money.

I-I want to save money.

You hate new clothes.

You hate shopping.

Save money.

Now, what do you want
more than anything in the world?

A mink coat.

Good girl.

[laughs]

Wait a minute!

Wilma, are you awake?

He he he.
No. Sound asleep.

Goodnight, Fred.

Ha ha ha.
Pleasant dreams, Wilma.

[both laughing]

[theme music]

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!